Found the lyrics and their translation for this video, so I'm posting them here. It's really pretty.

AND OMG HEART POLINA FOREVER LOVE LOVE LOVE.




Also I saw a Gackt video where he had Cloud hair and I was like oh my god, David Bowie and Cloud had sex and this is their bastard female love child. I rofl'd all over myself.


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A song.
Everybody Out Of The Water.
By The Wallflowers.

Now on your mark get set let's go
You've got to move now
Before she explodes
Look out the window, look out below
Back away from the glass
Well, there she blows
The city's been leveled
The hills are in flames
The streets are cracked open
And they're pushin’ up clay
The temperature's dropped
The sky is gray
And it ain't even over
Here comes drivin' rain

That ain't me that you feel
There's something moving around in here
That's blood, that's tears
This ain't a warning
Everybody out of the water

And up on dry land
Take what you can
'Cause you won't be here again
Everybody out of the water

Now I'm treading high water to get back to you
Lookin' for a little spot of something to cling to
There's too many bodies, there's not enough room
God help me and God help you
They say nobody panic, help is on its way
We're already on it
You've got to be brave
If you can fix it now then don't make us wait
Man they're ain't nobody coming back away from the case

That bell that you hear
That's her ringing in your ears
I fear that my dear
This ain’t no warning
Everybody out of the water
And up on dry land
Take what you can
'Cause you won't be here again
I loved you then
Like I love you now
That won't matter anyhow
This is a the new frontier
Everybody out of the water

Now I'm looking up and the shit keeps coming
Like shooting ducks in a barrel of honey
Got to learn how to pray, love won't be enough
Admit it now your information sucks
As I slip down in
I think of some place high on a mountain
Smoke clears, the fog lifts
Little by little we rebuild again
But till then everybody out of the water

And up on dry land
Take what you can
'Cause you won't be here again
Well I loved you then like I love you now
It won't matter anyhow
Everybody out of the water

Everybody out of the water
Everybody out of the water

My girlfriend is mad at my boyfriend for being an ass. I am mad at my boyfriend about his girlfriend, who is on the outs with her girlfriend over my boyfriend.

Sadly, a massive drunken orgy is just not an option. I forsee blood.

FICTION(DREAMS IN DIGITAL)
Orgy

She's lost in coma where it's beautiful
Intoxicated from the deep sleep
Deep sleep
Do you wonder what it's like
Living in a permanent imagination
Sleeping to escape reality
But you like it like that
Guilty by design

She's nothing more than fiction
She dreams in digital
Cause it's better than nothing
Now the control is gone
It seems unreal
She's dreaming in digital
Cause it's better than nothing
Now the control is gone
It seems unreal
She's dreaming in digital
She dreams in digital

And your pixel army can't save you now
My finger's on the kill switch
I remember I used to compose your dreams
Control your dreams
And don't be afraid, expose yourself
Before I shut you down
You've made some changes
Since the virus caught you sleeping
Guilty by design

She's nothing more than fiction
She dreams in digital
Cause it's better than nothing
Now the control is gone
It seems unreal
She's dreaming in digital
Cause it's better than nothing
Now the control is gone
It seems unreal
Now the control is gone
It seems unreal
She's dreaming in digital
She dreams in digital
Cause it's better than nothing
Now the control is gone
It seems unreal

She's dreaming in digital
She's nothing more than fiction
Cause it's better than nothing
She dreams in digital
Cause it's better than nothing
Now the control is gone
It seems unreal
She's dreaming in digital

I just feel like this song. It has nothing to do with anything. Lately I've been really vibing to Fall Out Boy, which Paul and luck put on my iPod.

( Saturday )

( Tell That Mick He Just Made My List Of Things To Do Today )

( Yule Shoot Your Eye Out )

( The World's Not Waiting (For Five Tired Boys And A Broken Down Van) )

( Grand Theft Autumn (Where Is Your Boy) )

( Homesick at Space Camp )

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I've decided that "Andy, You're a Star" by The Killers is THE SLASHIEST SONG EVER.

( The lyrics, for your slashy viewing pleasure )

You guys should really try to download it and give it a listen. It's got a slashy, kind of subtexty sound.

Every time I hear this song, I think of CSI. No pairings, particularly, but different lines and verses remind me of the different guys on the show.

( Feather breaks it down )

Dad gave me money to take Kelsey to see Sahara last night. I really, really need to stop watching adventure movies... I get into these weird moods where I convince myself that thing to do is to drop out of school and go blow shit up. Or at least change my major to archeology or Egyptology or something where I could travel all over the world and get into lots of wonderful trouble.

Kelsey decided that I would be Matthew McConaughey's character, and she would be the sidekick with all the weapons and a happy-go-lucky attitude.

*sigh* Which basically meant that Quinn would be Penelope Cruz. Except without the throwing like a girl part.

Maybe I should switch my major to something to do with ordinance?

Note to self: Make a list of movies I shouldn't watch anymore.

The hell with Sara. Karen, I claim this song nine ways from Sunday. It's mine. Mine, mine, mine.

( What Becomes Of Us Lyrics )

Pairing: Cath/Sara
Title: Let's Just Get Naked
(or: If It Ain't Love, It Comes Damn Close)
Rating: R, just to be safe. Language, sexual talk and quasi-situations.
Author's Note: This is a songfic, set to "Let's Just Get Naked" by Joan Osbourne. If you have any way to download that and listen to it while you read this, it gives the story a little bit more mood. For me, it's the CathandSara theme song :)
Author's Note Part 2: This is an AU. Also, Lindsay has once again been sent to the interdimensional holding tank.
Author's Note Again: This will be posted on ff.n and moved to my Bound Butterfly archive as soon as I'm back at school.

Review? Please?

( Let's Just Get Naked )

Lyrics from Arwen's Song (or whatever it is)

With a sigh you turn away
With a deepening heart
No words to say
You will find
That the world has changed forever
The trees are now turning from green to gold
And the sun is now fading
I wish I could hold you closer

PRETTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And there's this cool rippley sound of water in the background. Very, very haunting. Heart this.

I would like to thank, first and foremost, Mark Wilson, for bringing quantum physics to my attention when I was in tenth grade.

I would also like to thank Howard Shore for writing moving soundtracks that are excellent background music for writing apocalypse stories.

I would like to thank Queen Latifah for doing an album of jazz songs.

And lastly, I would like to thank those nice people in the thirteenth century who compiled the Clayette Codex at Las Hugelas, and included this song.

Trois serues, seur rive mer
chantant cler.
Lla jonete fu brunete;
de brun ami s'ati:
"Je sui brune, s'avant brun ami aussi."

Trois serues, seur rive mer
chantant cler.
La mainnee apele
Robin son ami:
"Prise m'avez el bois rame,
reportez m'i."

Trois serues, seur rive mer
chantent cler.
L'ainnee dit a:
"On doit bien jone dame amer,
et s'amour garder,
cil qui l'a."

( Translation )

Ack. When the fuck did it get to be one o'clock?

Maybe that's why I'm kind of hungry.

Today has been underwhelming, so far. My biggest angsty moment came when I discovered that the pair of socks I'd just matched up (after them being odd for months) had a hole in one of the toes, and I couldn't wear them. So I put on the bunny socks I got on Seventh Avenue last November, in honor of biology class tonight.

I also bought an overpriced blueberry muffin and some batteries at Big M's, since nothing else was open.

When your parents tell you that six in the morning is far too early to blast the Rocky Horror Picture Show Soundtrack, don't believe them. Turn it up.

"4th of July, Asbury Park"
(because who the fuck is going to stop me, anyway?)

Sandy, the fireworks are hailin' over little Eden tonight
Forcin' a light into all those stoney faces left stranded on this warm July
Down in town the circuit's full with switchblade lovers so fast, so shiny, so sharp
As the wizards play down on Pinball Way on the boardwalk way past dark
And the boys from the casino dance with their shirts open like Latin lovers on the shore
Chasin' all them silly New York virgins by the score

Sandy, the aurora is risin' behind us
This pier lights our carnival life forever
Love me tonight for I may never see you again
Hey Sandy girl, my baby

Now the greasers they tramp the streets or get busted for sleeping on the beach all night
Them boys in their high heels, ah Sandy, their skins are so white
And me I just got tired of hangin' in them dusty arcades bangin' them pleasure machines
Chasin' the factory girls underneath the boardwalk where they promise to unsnap their jeans
And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag
I got on it last night and my shirt got caught
And they kept me spinnin'
I didn't think I'd ever get off

Oh Sandy, the aurora is risin' behind us
This pier lights our carnival life on the water
Runnin', laughin' 'neath the boardwalk with the boss's daughter
I remember, Sandy girl, now baby

Sandy, that waitress I was seeing lost her desire for me
I spoke with her last night, she said she won't set herself on fire for me anymore
She worked that joint under the boardwalk, she was always the girl you saw boppin' down the beach with the radio
The kids say last night she was dressed like a star in one of them cheap
little seaside bars and I saw her parked with Loverboy out on the Kokomo
Did you hear the cops finally busted Madam Marie for tellin' fortunes better than they do
For me this boardwalk life is through
You ought to quit this scene too

Oh Sandy, the aurora is risin' behind us
This pier lights our carnival life forever
Oh love me tonight and I promise I'll love you forever

Gacked from noshiksagoddess

1)Using your Current Initials, choose a different name for yourself.
~ Halcyone Naomi Ashford.

2)If you were born outside of your era, when would you want to be born and why?
~ I'd like to be my current age during the middle of the Regency, for the [probably ridiculous] reason that I can totally rock curtsies. I'm obsucrely proud of that.

3)If you ran a store, what would you sell/have?
~ I would have a chocolate store like in Chocolat.

4)What part in a movie would you love to play?
~ Odette/Odile in a movie adaptation of "Swan Lake"

5)In your opinion, why do people suck?
~ Because of this nifty invention called the straw. *leaves off attempts at flipness*

6)If you had your own state, what would you put on your new quarter?
~ A tiara. A nice one.

7)Whats the oldest article of clothing you own?
~ There are some baby clothes of mine someplace in my house.

8) What piece of furniture have you replaced the most?
~ Er... dressers, I guess.

9)What instrument do you wish you could be more than great at?
~ I want to play the violin like Kate can! Except I'd be playing gypsy music all the time.

10) Record, Tape or Cd?
~ CD.

11) What do you think would be the best concert ever? (max: 4 bands)
~ N'SYNC, Bruce Springsteen, Dispatch, and Opera Babes. I'm dreaming here but what else can you do when JT is being a raging asshole? *whines about never getting her a cappella album*

12) What's the best part of your favorite movie?
~ Best part in "Last of the Mohicans" (toss-up): When Cora asks Hawkeye, "What are you looking at, sir?" and he replies, "I'm looking at you miss," and that scene in the fort between Colonel Munro, Duncan, and Cora where they're arguing about Hawkeye. "THEY DO NOT LIVE THEIR LIVES BY YOUR LEAVE!!! They hack it out of the wilderness with their own two hands, burying their children along the way!"

13) What do you think is the most over-rated candy ever?
~ Twizzlers.

14) If you were writing out your will, who would you give your CD collection to?
~ Kelsey.

15) If you could only debate two topics the rest of your life, what would they be?
~ Odd points of trivia and ethics with a concentration in human nature.

16)Out of your friends, who would you say you are most jealous of, artistically?
~ Kate and Anna.

17) Most jealous of....intellectually?
~ Suzanne.

18) What do you collect?
~ Tiaras, ethnic costumes, and livejournal icons that make me laugh.

19)What is broken that you have, that you wish was fixed?
~ My bed, which is getting absurdly painful to sleep on.

20)What do you do when you're home sick?
~ Mope around the house pretending I'm fine, pick at whatever I find in the cabinets, sleep, and read fanfiction.

21) Why does this survey rock?
~ I get to pimp my tiara fetish a bit more than usual.

22) Story behind your username?
~ In Arizona, Alta was a little bit weirded out that I would take walks at night, and climb walls and buildings and things, so she called me Night Rider. Add my Dark Angel fixation at the time of the creation of this journal, and you get Ni(ght)Ri(der)X5. NiRiX5. Nirix5.

23)Current Favorite Article of Clothing?
~ Toss up between my gray cargo pants and my sari.

24)Line from the last thing you wrote for someone?
~ Non, je n'aime pas les yaourts.

25) A famous person you have met?
~ Art Alexiks from Everclear, and Mike Tyson on a bus stop in Phoenix.

26)Favorite way to waste time?
~ Reading fanfiction, working out plots for my own, or thinking up cool icon sets that I'll never have time to make. Also riding buses.

27)Last thing you bought yourself?
~ I've already discussed my displeasure that I purchased a muffin that was HIDEOUSLY OVERPRICED BY A BUNCH OF DIRTY WHORESONS.

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Meme gacked from misscam

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