Will o' the Wisps

I feel like I'm making up for lost blog entries with doing a double entry in one day, but at the same time...I write it, I post it. That's about all there is to it. Regardless, in one of my classes this morning, I jotted down some lyrics as they came to me. The product was a little more upbeat than my usual stuff, mainly since melancholy and anger are my primary creative motivations, and any attempt at writing with a happy muse tends to sound overly cheesy to me. I named the song "Will o' the Whisps" mainly becasue the line about fairy lights is the image I like most from it. Anyway, I've got to run to a test in my Nuclear Systems Design course soon (fml), so without further ado, enjoy.

Let’s build a bonfire

and burn all our baggage down,

scatter the ashes of discarded dreams

over barren ground.

The flames will shoot the sparks

into the sky like fairy lights,

and when the pyre has done its dirty work,

let’s escape into the night.

You’ve got me, whether you want me or not,

and I know that this remains something undone.

Let’s run away

and leave everything behind.

We don’t need the unresolved

memories of fights.

As we run, the fire fades

in the distant bitterness.

We are left with just ourselves,

and after all, that’s all we needed.

You’ve got me, whether you want me or not.

I know that this remains something undone,

because we are a barrel full of unexploded bombs.

I won’t give up; we deserve this (love),

we deserve this (love), we deserve this.

So flick the match and take my hand.

We’ll be together at the end,

and wherever you go, I will always know.

I’ll cut your body out of stars

and print your name over my scars.

Wherever I go, you can follow.

You’ve got me, whether you want me or not.

I know that this remains something undone,

because we are a barrel full of unexploded bombs.

I won’t give up; we deserve this (love),

we deserve this (love), we deserve this.