Small two of pieces

It's my 20th birthday, so I've chosen a song that goes wayyy back for me. Memories, you know. To me, it makes sense to choose something that's been with me for a long time, on a day that has to do with getting older and celebrating your own life and, if you like, your past. This is a part of me. I like picking up things I haven't held for a long time. Everything's slightly out of proportion and it feels smaller in your arms and it smells different (but still oh so sweet), and although you've changed, what you're holding hasn't. That's what it's like with me and this song. The song is just as it used to be, but holding it feels so different, yet exactly the same... Ah, I'm no good at using metaphors, and I'm not doing it to seem clever, but it's not really a metaphor for me. It's how it really feels. Well. I think I was about twelve when I fell for this. And I still adore the melody. The lyrics aren't very special, not to an outsider anyway, but I used to love them so I can't help but love them still. Once, they meant everything to me. But more than anything, I love the last part, after the bridge... There's a harp and a flute... Ah, I used to play that part over and over and over and over, mostly in bed, at night, thinking about the world and the dark and adventures and mysteries and treasure and love. I miss doing that.

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run through the cold of the night
as passion burns in your heart
ready to fight
a knife held close by your side
like the proud wolf alone in the dark
with eyes that watch the world
and my name, like a shadow
on the face of the moon

broken mirror, a million shades of light
the old echo fades away
but just you and I
can find the answer, and then
we can run to the end of the world
we can run to the end of the world

cold fire clenched to my heart
in the blue of night
torn by this pain
I paint your name in sound
and the girl of the dawn
with eyes of blue and angel wings
the songs of the seasons are her only crown

broken mirror, a million shades of light
the old echo fades away
but just you and I
can find the answer, and then
we can run to the end of the world
we can run to the end of the world

we met in the mist of morning
and parted deep in the night
broken sword and shield
and tears that never fall
but run through the heart
washed away by the darkest water
the world is peaceful and still

broken mirror, a million shades of light
the old echo fades away
but just you and I
can find the answer, and then
we can run to the end of the world
we can run to the end of the world