Sold My Soul To An Unknowing Proprietor

"He's the first man that's really loved me. And that's a feeling that's hard to forget." "I know." ~You'll be mine.

"More than once did Elizabeth in her ramble within the park unexpectedly meet Mr. Darcy. She felt all the perverseness of the mischance that should bring him where no one else was brought; and to prevent its ever happening again, took care to inform him at first that it was a favourite haunt of hers. How it could occur a second time therefore was very odd! Yet it did, and even a third. It seemed like willful ill nature, or a voluntary penance, for on these occasions it was not merely a few formal inquiries and an awkward pause and then away, but he actually thought it necessary to turn back and walk with her..."

"After a silence of several minutes he came towards her in an agitated manner, and thus began, 'In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you."

Don't Let It Pass You By

"It's a little childish and stupid. But then again so is high school."

"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."

"They could be fascist anarchists. It still wouldn't change the fact that I don't have a car."

Patience Is Virtue

Well, I came home like a stone. And I fell heavy into your arms. These days of dust, wish we had known, will blow away with this new sun. But I'll kneel down, wait for now. I'll kneel down, know my ground. And I will wait for you. So break my step and relent. You forgave and I won't forget. Know what we've seen and him with less. Now in some way, shake the excess. I will wait for you. Now, I'll be bold as well as strong and use my head alongside my heart. So tame my flesh and fix my eyes, a tethered mind freed from the lies. Raise my hands. Paint my spirit gold. And bow my head; feel my heart slow. I will wait for you.

To My Comfort

I'll make this simple. I'm not the best with words. But thank you. Thank you. Thank you. I know what to do. I will listen to you. From the bottom of my heart, you have saved me. It's the most beautiful feeling in the world to know what my decision is. It is the calm before the storm. It is a ray of sun bursting through a sky of clouds. It is a fish's head plunging into the depths of a raging ocean to see that beauty and peace do exist, just below the surface. It is...happiness. Calm serenity. Thank you. I have some lovely unknowns looking out for me somewhere, and to you I owe everything.

Do Not Go Gentle

Pick it up, pick it all up and start again. You've got a second chance, you could go home. Escape it all. It's just irrelevant. It's just medicine. You could still be what you want to, what you said you were when I met you. You've got a warm heart. You've got a beautiful brain but it's disintegrating from all the medicine. You could still be what you want to, what you said you were when I met you.

Once More With Feeling

Wait, I'm lost. Oh Lord, I've been waiting for you. I'll pay any cost, just save me from being confused. Show me what I'm looking for.

I'm relying on you. You're all that I've got left.

A chariot and a bulldog.

You've tried my patience. Make your choice.

I'm trying.

For Eternity

Some things you can't go back to; some things need left alone. Don't mess with the memories of a life passed on. Oh, the tumbling reservations at the heart of my mistakes. Oh, some things you can't go back to because you let them slip away. I don't want to be a witness to a path that's overgrown. I don't want to see this house not be a home, because time has taken toll on what we couldn't see. No, I don't want to be a witness to the end of you and me. How am I going to make each moment better than the last? How am I going to make it better if I can't go back? Oh, the tumbling reservations at the heart of my mistakes. Oh, some things you can't go back to because you let them slip away. Oh, some things you can't go back to.