lyric spam of the day. this is pertinent to my novel,

[cimorene]

which is going to start in the middle of the persephone/hades myth with her trying to fall out of love with him. (because in my personal idea of it, he couldn't keep her if she didn't love him somehow. isn't a pomegranate a sexual fruit? yes. so. yes.)

i'm sorry that I left you with your questions all alone, but I was too happy driving and too angry to drive home
i was thinking about the easy courage of my distant friends--
they said i could let this bridge wash out and never make amends

can i blow this small town? make a big sound like the star of a film noir postcard
can i just forget the frames i shared with you?

and I can't believe what they're saying--they're saying i can change my mind,
start over on spring street, i'm welcome anytime

Comments

[ex-scherzand303.livejournal.com]

Very poetic. I like it:)
Woah nelly, pomegranates are fun fruit... they always squirt me in the eye though, and I go blind for about 1 minute, but it clears up, so I suppose in a sense I could relate it to love or sexuality. Ummm. Nehoo....

[mamahooch.livejournal.com]

Wow - that's really fitting, from a thematic standpoint. It's also pretty. I need to find me some of this Dar Williams person... *prowls off*