Harry stepped out on the platform
Looked up and spotted the train
He cast his mind back for a moment
To memories that still remain
A little boy looked out in wonder
Thought, "How could this really be true?"
Harry's eyes came back to focus
On his son and he wondered anew
(Chorus)
This is the end of the journey
This is the very last page
Go read it again
And cry at the end
We know that our story won't age
Ginny held tight to his hand and
Thought of the man that he'd become
He was older, sure, but at heart he's
The boy who was the Chosen One
Her brother and sister shared looks of love
And their children talked excitedly
Her husband shed tears of pride and joy
As he watched his family
(Bridge)
On life goes
But no one knows
What is written beyond these words
We still fight
To the delight
Of these Harry Potter nerds
Friday, November 19, 2010
Friday, November 12, 2010
Melting! or, Behold! Summer has all but arrived (a song)
The Wicked Witch of the West
Was here today
She ordered a milkshake to go
A chocolate and caramel
Swirl of fun it
Was quite the creation you know
And then as she left on her
Wicked Witch quest
Her green eyes to me she did show
(And I said)
I'm melting!
I'm melting!
My heart melts for you
Elphaba, dear don't you see?
I'm melting!
I'm melting!
My lady it's true
My heart dear, it melts just for you!
Lou dropped by for breakfast this
Halloween morn
His poison was eggs and bacon
He lounged and he joked and he
Polished his horns
And tallied up his forsaken
As his bill he did pay, his
Glasses removed
I caught his eyes and was taken
(And screamed)
I'm burning!
I'm burning!
My soul burns for you
Lou, my old chum, don't you see?
I'm burning!
I'm burning!
My devil, it's true
My soul dear, it burns just for you!
The Wicked Witch of the West
Returned just then
And scolded old Lou for his cheek
His sunnies returned to his head
And he paid
Laughing as he left this ol' creek
The witch turned to me and leaned
Forward with glee
And winked as I did catch a peek
(And we sang)
I'm melting!
I'm melting!
My heart melts for you
Dear pretty please can't you see?
I'm melting!
I'm melting!
My lady it's true
My heart dear, it melts just for you!
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The above is an example of what happens when you combine a nine hour shift in a hot, humid and not very busy cafe/restaurant with the desire to write about said cafe/restaurant. Where Elphaba came from is anyone's guess. Lou is the devil character on Guitar Hero III; I figure if he's going to take any morning off, it'll be Halloween. I'm exhausted.
Was here today
She ordered a milkshake to go
A chocolate and caramel
Swirl of fun it
Was quite the creation you know
And then as she left on her
Wicked Witch quest
Her green eyes to me she did show
(And I said)
I'm melting!
I'm melting!
My heart melts for you
Elphaba, dear don't you see?
I'm melting!
I'm melting!
My lady it's true
My heart dear, it melts just for you!
Lou dropped by for breakfast this
Halloween morn
His poison was eggs and bacon
He lounged and he joked and he
Polished his horns
And tallied up his forsaken
As his bill he did pay, his
Glasses removed
I caught his eyes and was taken
(And screamed)
I'm burning!
I'm burning!
My soul burns for you
Lou, my old chum, don't you see?
I'm burning!
I'm burning!
My devil, it's true
My soul dear, it burns just for you!
The Wicked Witch of the West
Returned just then
And scolded old Lou for his cheek
His sunnies returned to his head
And he paid
Laughing as he left this ol' creek
The witch turned to me and leaned
Forward with glee
And winked as I did catch a peek
(And we sang)
I'm melting!
I'm melting!
My heart melts for you
Dear pretty please can't you see?
I'm melting!
I'm melting!
My lady it's true
My heart dear, it melts just for you!
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
The above is an example of what happens when you combine a nine hour shift in a hot, humid and not very busy cafe/restaurant with the desire to write about said cafe/restaurant. Where Elphaba came from is anyone's guess. Lou is the devil character on Guitar Hero III; I figure if he's going to take any morning off, it'll be Halloween. I'm exhausted.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Jenny (a song)
Jenny wakes up in the morning
Her heart is a-go
She dresses and looks in the mirr'r and
Says, "Yes dear, I know."
Her bus trundles by to the
Traffic's ebb and flow
She watches the people inside
As it starts to snow
She thinks about all that she is
And if all of it shows
She looks in their eyes and wonders
If anyone knows
Jenny greets and smiles wide and
Continues her work
It's tedious, timely and tough
And sends her berserk
Complaints met with smiles as she
Tries not to be a jerk
But she wonders if he really knows what
He means by 'berk'
When tea-time arrives she rejoices
And turns the page
For the rest of the night she is free
To take to the stage
All pretty and perfectly her
Yet much more sage
Again watch the world as it does
Something more than age
Jeremiah steps into the light
Through the side stage door
He throws his arms wide and he smirks as
He hears his applause
He sings and he rhymes and expounds
On his favourite cause
The performance is so convincing
It gives her pause
She thinks about all that he is
And if all of it shows
They look in his eyes and she wonders
If anyone knows
Jenny wakes up in the morning
Her heart still a-go
She yawns and she looks in the mirr'r
And smiles just so
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
For the first time in a really long time, I wrote (what appears to be) the entire piano part for a song I had only the vaguest idea about. These lyrics came mostly yesterday, but the piano grabbed me and thrust me toward the keys two days ago. It was quite thrilling.
Her heart is a-go
She dresses and looks in the mirr'r and
Says, "Yes dear, I know."
Her bus trundles by to the
Traffic's ebb and flow
She watches the people inside
As it starts to snow
She thinks about all that she is
And if all of it shows
She looks in their eyes and wonders
If anyone knows
Jenny greets and smiles wide and
Continues her work
It's tedious, timely and tough
And sends her berserk
Complaints met with smiles as she
Tries not to be a jerk
But she wonders if he really knows what
He means by 'berk'
When tea-time arrives she rejoices
And turns the page
For the rest of the night she is free
To take to the stage
All pretty and perfectly her
Yet much more sage
Again watch the world as it does
Something more than age
Jeremiah steps into the light
Through the side stage door
He throws his arms wide and he smirks as
He hears his applause
He sings and he rhymes and expounds
On his favourite cause
The performance is so convincing
It gives her pause
She thinks about all that he is
And if all of it shows
They look in his eyes and she wonders
If anyone knows
Jenny wakes up in the morning
Her heart still a-go
She yawns and she looks in the mirr'r
And smiles just so
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
For the first time in a really long time, I wrote (what appears to be) the entire piano part for a song I had only the vaguest idea about. These lyrics came mostly yesterday, but the piano grabbed me and thrust me toward the keys two days ago. It was quite thrilling.
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