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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 5, 2006 19:41:08 GMT
Grace smiled and nodded and began to sing. Please, please forgive me,
But I won’t be home again.
Maybe someday you’ll look out,
And, barely conscious, you’ll say to no one:
Isn’t something missing?
You won’t cry for my absence, I know
You forgot me long ago.
Am I that unimportant?
Am I so insignificant?
Isn’t something missing?
Isn’t someone missing me?
Even though I’d be sacrificed,
You won’t try for me, not now.
Though I’d die to know you love me,
I’m all alone.
Isn’t someone missing me?
Please, please forgive me,
But I won’t be home again.
I know what you do to yourself,
I breathe deep and cry out:
Isn’t something missing?
Isn’t someone missing me?
Even though I’d be sacrificed,
You won’t try for me, not now.
Though I’d die to know you love me,
I’m all alone.
Isn’t someone missing me?
And if I bleed, I’ll bleed,
Knowing you don’t care.
And if I sleep just to dream of you
And wake without you there,
Isn’t something missing?
Isn’t something...
Even though I’d be sacrificed,
You won’t try for me, not now.
Though I’d die to know you love me,
I’m all alone.
Isn't something missing?
Isn’t someone missing me? Grace stopped singing and breathed. "One of my favourite." |
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Post by Aaron Douglas on Aug 5, 2006 19:44:03 GMT
"Great job Grace!" said Mort. "I really like your voice. If only we could make a band." said Mort staring at Fernand and nodding his head.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 5, 2006 19:49:44 GMT
Girty looked at them both with a stunned face.
"OK I'm just going to sit in the corner and stare in wonder at all you talented people."
She smiled and moved away with her triangle. She gave it the odd tap as a laugh but really the others had the skill to make great music.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 5, 2006 19:53:07 GMT
Grace smiled at Mort and started playing another song. "See if you know how to do this one," she said and started singing. "By Korn but Evanescence did it too." All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
You can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screamin
Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies
Pushing all the mercy down, down, down
I wanna see you try to take a swing at me
Come on, gonna put you on the ground, ground, ground
Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny?
What the f*** you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing at me
I want you crying with your dirty ass in front of me
All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
You can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screaming
Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies
I'm above you, smiling at you, drown, drown, drown
I wanna kill and rape you the way you raped me
And i'll pull the trigger
And you're down, down, down
Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny?
What the f*** you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying with your dirty ass in front of me
All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoghtless scheming
You can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screaming
All my friends are gone, they died
They all screamed, and cried
Gonna take you down
Gonna take you down
Gonna take you down
Gonna take you down
All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be dwned by your thoughtless scheming
You can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screaming
Yeah All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screaming
Pace |
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Post by Aaron Douglas on Aug 5, 2006 19:57:56 GMT
"Yes!" Mort yelled. He began playing with alot of force loving every minute of it. At the end of the song he said "That song is on my Muggle cd 'Untouchables'. Do you know 'Here to stay' by Korn?" asked Mort glad he found someone who had the same taste in music.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 5, 2006 19:59:36 GMT
"I do!" spoke Girty quitley
"But not very well. My brother loves them." She gave a week smile before returning back to her triangle.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 5, 2006 20:00:59 GMT
Grace nodded, smiling at Girty's comment, and began to play another song. "Yeah, I know it," Grace said, suddenly dropping a note. She stopped playing and flexed her hand, it was cramping. She looked up from her hand, "anything in particular you want to play?"
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Post by Aaron Douglas on Aug 5, 2006 20:01:03 GMT
"Well try to keep the beat on the triangle." said Mort smiling at Girty. "I would prefer a Korn song but whatever. I know alot of songs. Lead into one." Mort said smiling at Grace also.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 5, 2006 20:10:02 GMT
Girty followed Mort's orders unsure of if it was needed or not. But she kept the same beat on the triangle and rocked from side to side. Heck it is better then work she thought and smiled back at Mort for including her.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 5, 2006 20:14:17 GMT
Grace thought for a long while about what song she knew that all three of them could play to. "Okay," she said eventually, "it's not Korn I'm afraid but it's close enough." She began to play a scale to strech her hand. "Ya know Seether?" she asked looking at Mort and Girty, "this is Broken." I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
you´ve got away,you don´t feel me here anymore
The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There’s so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
you´ve got away,you don´t feel me here anymore |
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Post by Aaron Douglas on Aug 5, 2006 20:22:03 GMT
Mort kept drumming. he knew this son so well he could do it with his eyes close. he hit the base petal, and looked around. He smile at Grace and went back into his drumming.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 5, 2006 20:33:08 GMT
Girty kept tapping her triangle in time simply enjoying the music that was being played. She smiled and stood up looking for where she had put her bag.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 5, 2006 21:39:29 GMT
During a drum solo, Grace smiled at Girty. "You're doing great Girt!" She smiled and wrinkled her nose, then she looked back to the keys and began to sing again and play.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 5, 2006 21:59:59 GMT
Girty laughed.
"there is nothing to do great at. All i have to do is hit the thing. A monkey could do it!" She smiled and watched Mort play before looking back to Grace. There was so much she still had to learn about her friends.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 5, 2006 22:28:03 GMT
Grace smiled. "Don't be silly, Girt!" she said when the song was finished. "It added a twist to it that is quite charming!" she smiled at Mort. "Lovely! Just lovely!" She rubbed her hands together and looked eagerly from Girty to Mort and then to Fernand, who had been quiet all the while. "What would you like to hear?" she asked him, "or would you like to play? I'm sure you can get whatever from the cupboard."
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