I've been on the road for the past few weeks, traveling everywhere from Louisiana to New York and Minnesota. Most shows weren't sold out crowds, and many were in the town bar or a lonely field. But because of this I was able to connect with most of them on a personal basis despite the overpowering smell of alcohol or getting eaten alive by bugs. Tonight was the second to last show for the tour and I was about halfway done. I invited the crowds to rush the stage, and they feed off of each other and my excitement ramps up.
Are you lying there on the cold dark ground
Your skin and bones are bare you stare without a sound
What is it in your mind that lights the fuse this time
What do you want so bad that you have never had
Could it be dangerous to light the flame and just
Feel the warmth again make it rise again
Remember your last time you tried to let it in
It scorched the walls, torched the halls
And then it melted your skin
Like a preacher save you from the fire
I won't let you burn
Like a preacher gonna lift you higher
I won't let you burn
Oh I won't let you burn
The feelings you repress the thoughts you don't confess
They grow inside the dark make ashes of your heart
You recklessly adore the idols keeping score
But no-one ever wins they just start the game again
You chose the cross you bare and pick the chains you wear
Your heavens in your mind your hells a valentine
Come closer now express this longing so divine
On your knees be blessed let it possess you one more time
I am a sermoniser, an on the street evangeliser
Virtuous and sanctified
You innocence is glorified there's a part that's incomplete
Your hungering is so discrete
Take this now for it's my body a little death can be so godly
Like a preacher save you from the fire
I won't let you burn I'll save you
Come come
Come follow me to the deep inside
Where heaven is love is alive
Come follow me to the deep inside
Where heaven is love is alive
By the end of the song the crowd has flashlights swaying back and forth, and as the song's final guitar chord rings out the drummer stops. I catch my breath and start the chords for "Your Little Secret. "
"I know what you're thinking baby." I moan into the mic, my voice swaying like an old wooden swing, just the right amount to make anyone's stomach erupt with butterflies.
The crowd screams. I hold the mic out and the crowd sings" I used to be just like you"
The show comes to a close and the lights come up, I see the girl again. This time as she slips into the VIP area after flashing her pass to the guard who then lets her though. I head to my dressing room and set my guitar down before grabbing a sharpie, wiping my face with a tissue and heading to the VIP area.
"Hello everybody" I say as twenty or so heads whip around to look in my direction.
The girl from the 3rd row stands before me in shock, unable to move, her eyes wide and astonished.
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You Are My Sanctuary (A Melissa Etheridge Fan fiction)
FanfictionA young just-discovered, newly out of the closet rockstar heads out on her first solo tour, going from place to place seeing crowds of over a thousand nearly every night she plays. One night, fifty miles outside of her home town in Kansas she spots...
