Memories of Color • Adopted by Josh Dun

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a/n: i like this story a lot. i hope u do too. this chapter was written on April 23, 2017 by the way.

alona's pov:

i finished unpacking my clothes and walked back into the living room. i never thought i'd ever be here again. i'm so glad i am though, i walked in finding tyler sitting at josh's bar counter and josh at his sink leaning over and talking to tyler.

josh smiled and looked at me as i came in, my hands were in my pockets, as tyler pulled out a bar stool for me to sit on. i nodded my head as a thank you, and sat down.

"josh. i need inspiration stat." tyler said. all i could think of was the red hiding under his eyes. maroon, low b key, falling.

"yeah. i already have three more drum rifts done. we need lyrics." josh said. i smiled at the word drum, remembering when josh taught me how to use them.

"alona, do you have any ideas?" tyler asked. his eyes locked into my brown. my firey, orange brown. his maroon driven eyes were showing something. but it's as if only few understand.

i shook my head, sitting in silence. the maroon that glows beyond the normal chocolate of his eyes. something very few can understand. it's hidden, but screaming something out to me. bark on a tree. lowest b on a piano. you can alter it two ways. it's blue or black. but the black will be better for this. it's so blurry you can't get to into on the surface.

"well tyler, i'm sure you'll find something. it's just one more song." josh said, tyler nodded.

"yeah but this is 13, 14 is already done josh. it was done a long time ago." he said. josh ran his hand through his yellow hair.

"josh give me a word." tyler said.

"huh?" josh asked. he needs a metaphor. give him a metaphor.

"give me a word. any word. one we haven't used yet. something unusual." tyler said. i was screaming something inside my head. but i obviously can't share it. but is t bad that i think this man considers himself a whore in a metaphorical stance?

"a jar." josh said. my eyes grew. yes. yes.

"josh i love you buddy." tyler said, writing down stuff on his notepad. josh held a finger on his lip, signally me to not talk. i silently giggled though. but what is he doing.

Me: what is he doing?
Josh: he's writing a song, let him do his work. he's in a trance on another planet right now.

i nodded to josh. watching the man to my write scribble line after line, word after word. in a poetic pattern. sonnets or circles? it's most likely going to be lyrical. white with ivory, smooth, purple cotton fabric. high c minor.

after what felt like five minutes was actually a half hour, the scribbling stopped. me and josh snapped out of our trances. tyler gave josh the notepad to read, i never noticed tyler switched out papers. he had one in his hand, is held sheet music. for a piano.

"you want to see this?" tyler asked. i nodded happily as he slid the paper over to me. i read the music, it was mostly the c-major. but with some f sharps and g minors in there too. it was all random, blue and pink, but it was going to sound good. i know it.

i slid the paper back to him, nodding my head happily.

"you can read piano keys?" tyler asked. i nodded smiling again.

"that's so cool! do you think i should do something else with it?!" he asked, giving me the paper again. i scanned each key. but he needs a few c minors in there.

i wrote it down on the pad, tyler nodded, adding them in. then he pretended to play the piano in josh's counter. josh just finished reading the lyrics.

"alona this is great! the c-minors go in perfectly!" he said. i smiled. josh handed me the paper.

"read it. i think you'll like it." josh said. i smiled. looking down at the paper.

i can't see light anymore, it's as if it wasn't existent anymore.
i walk through the trees, light is hard to find at night.
i finally see a light, i start walking towards the glow.
but it is until i find that the flame keeps going away,
away from me. it's something i don't need anymore.

but i keep walking.
why don't we stay here?
it's better here isn't it?
no it's not.

2x
i know the shoes on my feet,
want to keep walking.
but it's hard to walk in sleet,
no matter what you do,
water always sleeps through.
it's too late to turn back now.

the glow of the jar, keeps growing.
and i keep walking.
the glow is going faster now. i have to run now.
burnt wood makes it hard,
to run through this,
but it doesn't matter not anymore,
but it is until i find that the flame keeps going away,
away from me. it's something i don't need anymore.

but i keep walking.
why don't we stay here?
it's better here isn't it?
no it's not.

2x
i know the shoes on my feet,
want to keep walking.
but it's hard to walk in sleet,
no matter what you do,
water always sleeps through.
it's too late to turn back now.

It's starting to snow,
wind whips me with a noose.
"stop" is what they say, "there's no need for the glow"
the thing is i'm too loose.
for this game,
he wants me to stay.
they scream for me, finally using my name.
even though i keep going away.
even though the jar is oh so far,
i keeping running.
he is starting to throw tar,
but how it won't hit me is cunning.
i finally made it to the jar, but it is not okay.
the way the flame blows up is what makes me stay.

i know the shoes on my feet,
want to keep walking.
but it's hard to walk in sleet,
no matter what you do,
water always sleeps through.
it's too late to turn back now.

no matter what you do,
water always sleeps through.
it's too late to turn back now.

"it's called, Glow of the Flame" tyler said.

i love it.

a/n: yes i did just write a song in a chapter i'm sorry for how long it is. maybe i even guessed what's in the next album without even knowing it ooooo!