As the dull days continued, and interviews with the same questions ended, I finally had a chance to relax. Everything was up and running, the contest, the fans, the interviews, the lights that shone a bright white light over my hands, the sweat soaking my forehead, the strumming of the guitar, the song of choice being sung. Everything was set into place.
"Oh darlin' you take me for a fool,
Please don't be mistaken,
I've fallen from your grasp,
I've fallen from your hands,
I've fallen from your heart,
But Imagine if I had risen.
Imagine if I had told you no,
Imagine if I had held you,
Imagine if I had stayed to watch you and your lover,
What would you do if you saw me there?
Cuz hunny would you still have given me that stare?
What would the summer ends bring,
Do you still think of me when the dark days begin,
If I had walked up to you now would you still recognize me? Or are you still fraternizing with the enemy?
Is there more then one red mark on your neck?
Or are you still holding out for me,
Are you waiting on the other end of paradise?
Are you still holding out for me?
What would the summer ends bring,
Do you still think of me when the dark days begin,
If I had walked up to you now would you still recognize me? Or are you still fraternizing with the enemy?."
Lances voice wavered, his voice soft and elegant, the end of his first song, the beginning of an era has begun, and the cover artist once known as Blue will continue to walk on the path of legends.
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Waves.
Fanfiction//Sequel to a silent cry.// Home, associated with happiness and peace. By definition it's a place, normally a house with a white fence, and blue sky's consisting of a red roof. Perfect. However, not everyone's home is a house, not everyone has a hom...
