Is Not Saving Someone The Same As Killing Them? || Joshler (Bromance)

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It was February now and the boys had their next gig. Tyler had spent a lot of his restless, redbull-fueled nights writing songs that he attempted to give a hopeful vibe. A hopeful undertone at the least.

Tyler had often found himself writing about Josh and today he was singing one of those songs. Tyler hoped Josh could tell it was for him.

The boys were nearly finished with their performance for the night when Tyler began playing a melody, Josh sitting behind his drums and waiting for the right time, "I wanna fall inside your ghost. And fill up every hole inside, my mind. And I want everyone to know, that I am half a soul, divided."

There were no flashy lights, just a steady white glow, "Sometimes we will die and sometimes we will fly away, the way you're by my side until my dying days, and if I'm not there and I'm far away, I said 'Don't be afraid', I said 'Don't be afraid. We're goin' home.'"

Josh kicked in with a beat, tapping the cymbals every so often, "I want to strip myself of breath. A breathless piece of death I've made for you!"

Tyler rocked back and forth as his fingers danced around the keyboard, "A mortal writing piece of song will help me carry on, but this you heard!"

Tyler brought his voice back down, carrying out the same lullaby-esque sounds he was naturally accustomed, "Sometimes we will die and sometimes we will fly away, the way you're by my side until my dying days, and if I'm not there and I'm far away, I said 'Don't be afraid', I said 'Don't be afraid. We're goin' home.'"

Josh's drums became the focus, Tyler only giving a few hums and such in the background to balance it.

Tyler switched the mood, whispering nearly inaudibly into the mic, "Okay," he picked up the speed ever so slightly and sang, "So the hearse ran out of gas, a passenger person grabbed a map, and the driver inside it contrived a new route to save the past, and checked his watch and grabbed a cab, a beautifully plain taxi cab, a cab. Had it cleared out back and two men started to unpack. Driving once again, but now this time there were three men, and then I heard one of them say, 'I know the night will turn to gray, I know the start to fade, when all the darkness fades away, we had to steal him from his fate, so he could see another day.'"

Tyler wasn't singing slow now, but he was definitely not singing fast either, "Then I cracked open my box, someone must have picked the lock, a little light revealed the spot, where my fingernails had fought, then I pushed it open more, pushing up against the door, then I sat up off the floor, and found the breath I was searching for. Then there were three men up front, all I saw were backs of heads, and then I asked, 'Am I alive and well or am I dreaming dead?' And then one turned around to say, 'We're driving toward the morning sun, where all your blood is washed away and all you did will be undone.'"

Tyler let a pause go before he sung out his last lyrics, really drawing out the last word, "And I said, 'Don't be afraid.' And I said, 'Don't be afraid.'"