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necessary_child) wrote2006-06-02 09:07 pm
necessary_child) wrote2006-06-02 09:07 pm
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A song that sounds like a little girl shrieking played on an old, badly-tuned radio, with an accompaniment of creeping monsters and the ghoul under the bed and the demon in the shadows who’s gone when you look again:
‘Little Light and Little Fire,
Loved and lost an awful liar;
Dared to love Love’s own sweet daughter,
Dared to hope more than he oughta:
Little Light and Little Fire,
Mae a fool by fool’s desire!’
In his own bed in his own flat in his own city, Sam Linnfer wakes with a scream.
‘Little Light and Little Fire,
Loved and lost an awful liar;
Dared to love Love’s own sweet daughter,
Dared to hope more than he oughta:
Little Light and Little Fire,
Mae a fool by fool’s desire!’
In his own bed in his own flat in his own city, Sam Linnfer wakes with a scream.