Thank God my typewriter didn't sell...

[axeslade]

Woosh. As of this morning, I've edited four more chapters of PAYD, which is awesome since now I'm up to Chapter 13 (a very long chapter), and I believe I only have one or two after that to edit, so I should be able to start on the third draft this summer and have it ready to submit to that contest by October at the latest, wee! And since I was listening to Maia Sharp last night, had to share these lyrics.



Maia Sharp
Kinder Blues

You say to me
In a tired voice
'I don't know that I can carry on'
Though I never asked you
When I made my choice
You have been there all along

I know I want
The things you want
Why do we have to choose?

Some nights the dream is clear
Sometimes it dissapers
What we gain for what I lose
The things we trade for just
A kinder blues

So I pawned my typerwiter
Down on Van Nuys Blvd.
Took a job that was a crime
We paid back your folks
And we fixed the car
For once we made the rent on time

I know I want
The things you want
Why do we have to choose?

Some nights the dream is clear
Sometimes it dissapers
What we gain for what I lose
The things we trade for just
A kinder blues

Ohh..

Nanana...

I told my boss
He could fry in hell
That he couldn't pay me enough to stay
Thank God my typewriter didn't sell
And I wrote a page today

Do you want
The things I want
Or do we have to choose?

Some nights the dream is clear
Sometimes it dissapers
What I gain and what we lose
The things we trade for just
A kinder blues

Just a kinder blues

Comments

[bitexmarks.livejournal.com]

pretty lyrics.

happy editing, it must be tough work but in the end you'll have an amazing story :)
bitexmarks

[axeslade.livejournal.com]

Hee, thanks. It's really hard because while I should be studying for my finals, PAYD keeps reminding me that I let it sit there for over a year without doing anything to it *rolls eyes*