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With Yuletide authorships revealed, I can admit that I wrote a crossover between two very Welsh literary artifacts, both requested by the recipient. One is technically a verse closet drama and the other a technically-prose radio drama, but they are remarkably consonant in style and substance. Maybe because they were both written by Welsh Modernist poets, though that both are set by seaside also helped:

Behind Stars and Under Hills (1551 words) by lnhammer
Fandom: Ballad of the Mari Lwyd - Vernon Watkins, Under Milk Wood (Radio)
Characters: Captain Cat, Rosie Probert, Mr Ogmore, Mr Pritchard, Mrs Ogmore-Pritchard
Additional Tags: Welsh Folklore, solstice rituals, Dreams, Ghosts, Inspired by Poetry, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Mild Sexual Content, faux Dylan Thomas, honestly faux Dylan Thomas ought to be an archive warning
Summary: The Dead return. Those Exiles carry her, they who seem holy and have put on corruption, they who seem corrupt and have put on holiness.

They strain against the door on a moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black.

Basically it’s the dead characters of Under Milk Wood bring the Mari Lwyd to Llareggub.* The tag “faux Dylan Thomas” is, I feel, obligatory,** but so is the confession that I did steal some passages of real Thomas to prop up my fake tissue. There’s not much to the story aside from bringing out the consonance of the two works, but weaving together the two fibers was fun.

Fwiw I was matched on “Ballad of the Mari Lwyd,” and if you’re not familiar with it, here’s a copy.

* Which, remember, is “bugger all” backwards.
** It is not sociable to thrust Dylan Thomas, cod or kosher, upon people without warning.

---L.

Subject quote from Freedom, Beyoncé feat. Kendrick Lamar.

Short shameful (?) confession: this reread of Heyer’s The Nonesuch, my secondhand embarrassment over the romantic misunderstanding was way more acute than before, as in actively wincing as I read.

---L.

Subject quote from Circles, Post Malone.

This has been a Yuletide of abundance — five gifts in three fandoms, including a surprising amount of poetry. My matched gift was appropriately titled:

Gifts (1212 words) by Anonymous
Fandom: Flower Fairies - Cicely Mary Barker
Additional Tags: Fae & Fairies, Bargains With Fae & Fairies, Unwise bargains With Fae & Fairies, Becoming a real boy, or otherwise - Freeform
Summary: Humans, give a little something. Give me something, get a present. Humans, give me, just a small gift —

A fae of dubious credibility asks the human models of several flowers (in alphabetical order) each for a gift, just a little thing, to help it become real. The tag “unwise bargains with fae & fairies” is accurate. Beautiful, seductive, and more than a little dangerous.

I also got a Flower Fairy treat, in this case a poem:

Flower Fairies of the Gone Woods (193 words) by Anonymous
Fandom: Flower Fairies - Cicely Mary Barker
Additional Tags: Fae & Fairies, Botanical accuracy, Biographical liberties, Poetry
Summary: The berries are not to be eaten
She says in a marginal note
Miss Barker, she asked you to listen
So what’s that bright thing in your throat?

Homage and critique, with a nice sting in the end.

Then I got two treats for another fandom, again a poem and a story. The poem is amazing, giving backstory using the stanza of the original:

The Vigil (1056 words) by Anonymous
Fandom: Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came - Robert Browning, Original Work
Characters: Childe Roland, Cuthbert, Giles
Additional Tags: Original Character(s), Backstory, Blank Verse, Time Loop
Summary: Upon this quest, there can be no release.
Unto that hallowed tower we must go...

I flail.

Three Knigths by the Dark Tower (2104 words) by Anonymous
Fandom: Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came - Robert Browning
Relationships: roland/cuthbert, Cuthbert & Giles, Roland & Cuthbert & Giles
Characters: Roland (Childe Roland to the Dark Tower came), Cuthbert (Childe Roland to the Dark Tower came), Giles (Childe Roland to the Dark Tower came)
Summary: Giles and Cuthbert follow their friend Roland even to the threshold of the Dark Tower, hoping to help him on his quest.

Cuthbert and Giles have not in fact departed from the quest, as Roland (at the end of his rope) had thought.

And finally, a treat on the Housman poem “Her strong enchantments failing,” being a poem cycle expanding a bit on the backstory and worldbuilding:

ILLUC VOLAT (278 words) by Anonymous
Fandom: Her Strong Enchantments Failing - A. E. Housman
Additional Tags: Poetry, Inspired by Poetry
Summary: A series of poems inspired by “Her strong enchantments failing” by A.E. Housman, which re-tell the story of that poem in a new way.

Yessssssss.

More links and recs later, after I’ve had time to explore more of the archive.

---L.

Subject quote from Your Own Special Way, Genesis.

Book meme via

naraht and others: The Seven Deadly Sins of Reading —

Lust, books I want to read for their cover:
- The Moonlight Mistress, Victoria Janssen
- The Beauty’s Blade, Feng Ren Zuo Shu
- Heavenly Tyrant, Xiran Jay Zhao

Pride, challenging books I’ve finished:
- Gödel, Escher, Bach, Douglas Hofstadter
- Gravitation and Cosmology, Steven Weinberg
- 古今和歌集 (in the original)

Gluttony, books I’ve read more than once:
- Persuasion, Jane Austen (and the rest of Austen, but that the most)
- The Unknown Ajax, Georgette Heyer (and several other Heyer, but that the most)
- Protector of the Small, Tamora Pierce (and Circle of Magic, but that the most)
- Always Coming Home, Ursula K. Le Guin (and several other Le Guin, but that the most)
(and many many more …)

Sloth, books on my to-read list the longest:
- The Brothers Karamazov, Fyodor Dostoevsky
- Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus, Ludwig Wittgenstein
- Titus Alone, Mervyn Peake

Greed, books I own multiple editions of:
(not counting multiple translations of the same work)
- Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen
- Just So Stories, Rudyard Kipling
- The Lord of the Rings, J. R. R. Tolkien

Wrath, books I despised:
- The Jade Mountain, tr. Witter Bynner
- A Hundred Verses from Old Japan, tr. William Porter
- Outlaws of the Marsh / Water Margin

Envy, books I want to live in:
- Always Coming Home, Ursula K. Le Guin
- Annals of the Former World, John McPhee
- Thirty-six Views of Mount Fuji, Hokusai

Actually, just replace the other two with Always Coming Home a few more times.

---L.

Subject quote from I Want You, Savage Garden.

A few links hoarded up, sometimes for a while:

“This guy saved a PNG to a bird.”

A very small selection of very good P.G. Wodehouse quotes. (via)

From Neal.fun: I’m Not a Robot, where you solve increasingly ridiculous CAPTCHAs. Level 11: “Select all the squares with Waldo” (via)

---L.

Subject quote from Castle on the Hill, Ed Sheeran.

The last time I posted about Yue Xia Die Ying, I had just read one of her xianxia novels and really enjoyed it. Since then, I’ve read two more of her historical romances. TL,DR: two thumbs up.

The first one, Like Pearl and Jade, is a more serious, if low-key, drama with romance. Technically the female MC is a transmigrator, but this identity has zero impact on the story and is used only as a framing device. The story and romance are both quite good, and I like how the frequent small digs at the patriarchy build to (small) actions that improve the status of (some) women. This is about the same size as I Am Average and Unremarkable, or about half of Journey to the West.

The second one, though, this one is a delight. The half-again longer* The Times Spent in Pretense I can only describe as a Chinese analog of Georgette Heyer. Its tone is relatively light, despite a redonkulous number of assassination attempts,** with a sheen of satire. More to the point, the male MC is outright Heyeresque, one of her Mark II models by Heyer’s classification, and his several brothers are as eccentric as any Heyer cast.*** The female MC, meanwhile, spends most of the first half playing several roles that are funny enough in themselves, but that eventually start colliding with each other, resulting in comedy gold.

Unlike Like Pearl and Jade, its feminism is baked in from the start. The female MC’s parents are both generals and military heroes. Her mother in particular is a badass beauty, with adoring female fans who proposition her in public — behavior viewed as more déclassé than scandalous. Way less hetereonormative than usual for a straight romance from mainland China. Meanwhile the female MC’s initial life goal is to acquire an estate near the capital where she can “raise male pets,” i.e. collect a harem of consorts — and her family quietly supports this, as it’s not an unknown hobby for noblewomen, though not one that gets publicly flaunted. The differences from our history are highlighted by contrast with a neighboring kingdom with traditional NeoConfucian values, where they look down on this degenerate place (while being baffled at how happy and prosperous it is despite its grave moral lapses).

I am also greatly amused by a minor character, part of a rival’s girl posse, who makes repeated metatextual commentary based on genre tropes.

Possibly best of all, though, the female MC never fades into the background, as happens all too frequently in Chinese historical romances, but is an active plot participant all the way through the climax.

Both recommended, the second highly so.

* So about three-quarters of a Journey West.

** Spoiler: not a single assassin succeeds.

*** My favorite is the would-be artist. The female MC’s first reaction to one of his landscapes is “What on earth was this painting? A bunch of heavily inked blobs and lightly inked blobs mixing together as friends?” Which is funny enough, but eventually it comes out that everything about this scene are even more examples of pretenses.

---L.

Subject quote from …Ready For It?, Taylor Swift.

Links of varying relevance, both to currency and each other:

The ‘3.5% rule’: How a small minority can change the world. BBC summary of an academic study with historical data. Pull quote: “Nonviolent protests are twice as likely to succeed as armed conflicts – and those engaging a threshold of 3.5% of the population have never failed to bring about change.” For perspective, for the US that’s about 11 million people, to give a totally random example. (via

janni)

Nicely thinky New Yorker profile of Martha Wells (archive version). CW: inconsistent misgendering of Murderbot (mostly in one paragraph). (via /r/murderbot)

Interview with the production designer of Murderbot, who is nicely thinky. (via

marthawells)

---L.

Subject quote from We've Got You - i: Spark, Vienna Teng.

A c-novel recommendation: I Am Average and Unremarkable, a xianxia by Yue Xia Die Ying (“butterfly shadow beneath the moon”). I’ve enjoyed four other novels by the author, including serious historical romances and the lighthearted xianxia Ascending, Do Not Disturb. If you like the latter, you will likely enjoy this, as it has much the same sense of humor—and more of it.

Our Heroine, Jiu Hui, is a young yao, a word that can mean anything from spirit to monster to demon, but in this world, spirit comes closest—in this case, she’s a plant spirit, specifically a garlic chive spirit. (Yes, that’s a lol.) Other yao in this world are animals and sometimes plants that have absorbed enough power to attain sentience and, for the more advanced, the ability to take human form. Most humans, however, believe yao are inimical monsters as dangerous as demons (also present in this world), so she always presents as human.

The story starts with Our Heroine seeking to join a human cultivation sect because she’s reached the limit of what her remote yao village can teach her about human-style cultivation. Because the larger righteous sects are very into being righteous scourges of both yao and demons, she joins a small, relaxed sect. (Very small: five masters and ten disciples.) This turns out to be an excellent fit, as her apparently weak sect emphasizes evasion and deception techniques, and its interactions with other sects are best characterized on a sliding scale from mooching to grifting—and she, too, is very much a trickster figure. The story doesn’t use the term, but I think of them as specializing in the Dao of Shamelessness, though like many literary Tricksters, they stand with what’s right when it counts. Meanwhile, her Junior Sect Brother, recruited at the same time, turns out to be, ah, let’s call him socially awkward—as in, not well socialized—and he is hardly the only character with a background that is not simple.

It’s a fun book, rolled out with solid pacing. (The author notes are hilarious.) It also has a carefully laid plot that’s the spine of a surprisingly serious thematic core for a xianxia—it examines, from multiple directions, the question of when a sacrifice for the greater good, both willing and not, is morally acceptable. That there’s a literal Omelas situation is only one thread of this. Deep spoilers for the ending in rot13: Gur puvyq va gur onfrzrag vf na vzcbegnag punenpgre, naq gur abiry pyvznk vf onfvpnyyl Bhe Urebvar tbvat ‘jub gur shpx frg hc guvf ohyyfuvg gebyyrl ceboyrz’ naq qrslvat gur urnirayl qnb sbe orvat hawhfg.

I highly recommend this to anyone who’s already read a couple xianxia—it’s probably not a good starter story for the genre, as it leans heavily on convention to avoid explanations, even more so than Ascending, Do Not Disturb. It doesn’t help that the fan translation is a little wobbly (the translator particularly has trouble with verb forms). But if you have the background and can tolerate imperfect prose, this is a great read.

---L.

Subject quote from Teardrop, Massive Attack.

As I recover from one of this season’s nastier bugs, it’s nice to confirm that

graydon’s Commonweal books remain comfort rereads.

A Succession of Bad Days remains my favorite, because sorcery school with bonus civil engineering, but I do appreciate how Safely You Deliver pokes a sharp interrogation at most of the prior book’s comforting assumptions/assertions, starting with Constant herself.

---L.

Subject quote from Safely You Deliver, Graydon Saunders.

I’ve not had the chance to explore more than a small corner of Yuletide 2024, but I’ve already come across a handful worth rec’ing.

Though having said that, almost all the stories for Tamora Pierce’s Circle of Magic books were good. I'll just put down special mentions for:

those who [can] do (1929 words)
Rating: Not Rated
Relationships: Trisana Chandler & Daja Kisubo & Briar Moss & Sandrilene fa Toren, Pasco Acalon & Sandrilene fa Toren, Kirel & Daja Kisubo, Evumeimei Dingzai & Briar Moss, Trisana Chandler & Glakisa Irakory
Additional Tags: Teaching, Families of Choice, Growing Up, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse
Summary:
4 times the circle kids tried to impart an important lesson, and one time they knew they still have a lot to learn themselves

Teaching forces you to keep learning yourself.

Discipline of the Stars (3042 words)
Rating: General Audiences
Characters: Sandrilene fa Toren, Daja Kisubo, Briar Moss, Trisana Chandler
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Space
Summary:
Discipline was not the kind of spaceship Sandry usually traveled on.

The spaceship AU I didn’t know I wanted.

silence & solitude (1807 words)
Rating: General Audiences
Relationships: Trisana Chandler & Daja Kisubo & Briar Moss & Sandrilene fa Toren
Additional Tags: Postseries, Slice of Life
Summary:
There aren't very many ordinary days in Cheeseman Street.

Because yanno, mages as strong and important as these four would be of interest to spies.

A Selection of Letters from the Desk of Duchess Sandrilene fa Toren (2120 words)
Rating: General Audiences
Characters: Sandrilene fa Toren
Summary:
When it comes to threading the needle of statehood, who better than a stitch witch? Or: Sandry Does Politics.

Specifically, Sandry having won the inheritance struggle after the duke’s death does politics—with suitable subtlety. Excellent voice here.

And then there’s the Lord Peter Wimsey fic I loved:

Tea for Two (1951 words)
Rating: General Audiences
Relationships: Harriet Vane & Mary Wimsey
Additional Tags: Bechdel Test Pass, Female Friendship, Not Beta Read
Summary:
"I was complaining to my brother about how few friends I had, and he suggested that you might be an interesting person to know."
After Harriet is exonerated, she and Mary Wimsey meet for tea.

There are two fics exploring Harriet’s relationship with Mary Wimsey Parker, and while The Company of Women is also great, I loved this one more, possibly because of its tighter focus (the grain of salt: this takes place soon after Strong Poison, which I just finished rereading).

Meanwhile, I’ll keep exploring—I mean, I haven’t even gotten to the Persuasion fics yet. If anyone has recs for things that play to my interests, please share.

---L.

Subject quote from the Stranger, Billy Joel.

Random thoughts on rereading The Lord of the Rings:

Old Man Willow and Barrow Wight: pick one, for pacing. My preference is ditch the first, as the escalations of Brandywine Ferry → Barrows → Knife in the Dark → Weathertop make a nice arc for the hobbits finally taking the world’s dangers seriously, but I can see a different editor choosing to keep the Old Forest’s thematic resonance with later events—plus without Tom Bombadil it’s harder to escape the Barrows. OTOH Bombadil arguably interferes thematically with the Ents and other Elder Entities. Not to mention his house gives too much comfort compared with the amount of peril so far. So 🤷🏼‍♂️

Théoden is freed from his diet of Fox News waaaaaay too easily.

I have trouble believing just how much land is completely unsettled. (This is not a new reaction.) Ditto how few herders there are in Rohan. (This is new.)

Skulking through the wilds outside Mordor remains a slog. It was very tempting to skip Book IV (again).

For added amusement, mentally replace every instance of “palantír” with “ansible.” (However “Gandalf” > “Ged” does not work, by Le Guin’s design.)

I remain convinced that the entire book exists solely to give emotional weight to that last line. 1008 pages of coherent story has immense heft. Oof. Seriously, this is the best example of sticking the landing I know.

---L.

Subject quote from Mr Jones, Counting Crows.

With this year’s Yuletide under way,* a pair of fics from last year that I never got around to reccing:

How to Enter the Five Houses by ellen_fremedon | Always Coming Home - Ursula K. Le Guin

Summary: Three texts on becoming a Five-House Person: by birth, by choice, or both at once.

Additional tags include Worldbuilding, Demographics, and Immigration & Emigration, and the author nails Le Guin’s voice. One of the best ACH fics I’ve read, and that fandom attracts high-quality fics.

True attachment and constancy by ComplicatedLight | Persuasion - Jane Austen

Summary: Anne and Frederick have only been married a few weeks when Napoleon escapes from Elba and the war starts again. Frederick is called back to serve his country, and Anne waits for him, month after wearying month, not knowing whether he is alive or dead.

How Anne deals with the Hundred Days while complicated by a peevish sister.

* Which, alas, I will not participate in—life has gotten in the way.

---L.

Subject quote from Gates of Damascus, James Elroy Flecker.

A few more links of possible interest:

Grant Snider of Incidental Comics on Conflict in Literature; Or: How I Became a Meme. [CW: substack] (via)

The Pudding dives deep into the stats to talk about what types of ships go big and why. [CW: designed for large screens] (via)

Two teenage girls find nine new proofs of the Pythagorean Theorem using trigonometry, which was previously thought impossible to do. [CW: failure to explain the supposed impossibility] (via)

---L.

Subject quote from Castle On The Hill, Ed Sheeran. [CW: Ed Sheeran]

My reaction on reading Lieutenant Hornblower for the first time since a teenager:

There’s got to be a ton of Hornblower/Bush fic out there … right? *quickly checks AO3* 567 is close enough to a ton — faith in humanity confirmed.

---L.

Subject quote from Opening poem to Stalky & Co., Rudyard Kipling.

PSA: The “Prothalamion” to Busman’s Honeymoon remains peak comfort reading.

Further updates will be issued as the situation warrants.

---L.

Subject quote from A Divine Rapture, Francis Quarles.

Please rec me some Enid Blynton.

I’ve greatly enjoyed any number of school stories by Angela Brazil as well as three dozen of Brent-Dyer’s Chalet School series, and am digging with delight into the first couple volumes of Oxenham’s Abbey Girls series—all of which I found both better written and more engaging than the first Mallory Towers book, which I DNF’d halfway through. What other Blynton should I try? Or should I look elsewhere to scratch that (boarding) school story itch?

(Yes, there’s Stalky & Co., but that scratches a different itch, much the same one as Kim, plus is only one book. Yes, there’s also the Crater School series, which is quite enjoyable and which may also do in a pinch, but it’s not quite the same.)

---L.

Subject quote from The Carpet Crawlers, Genesis.

Taking stock thirty books into the Chalet School series, I am not gruntled by how for a full fifteen-and-a-half volumes the school is not actually in a chalet, and one volume* isn’t remotely a school story. I allow some leniency given they had to escape Austria just ahead of the Gestapo, shortly after Anschluss, and reconstitute elsewhere during the War, but it took till 1953 for the author to return the main campus to the Alps (near Interlaken instead of Innsbruck). The delay was probably a post-war economic necessity, but the series name still feels forced.

* Jo to the Rescue. The author loves grown-up Jo rather more than I do.

ETA: Annnd the thirty-first book looks to also not be a school story. Hmph.

---L.

Subject quote from Blank Space, Taylor Swift.

A question for those of you who know about such things, or at least know more than I do.

Is there a term for a series where internal and external chronologies are supposedly tied but in fact slip relative to each other? That is, where installments are supposed to take place at the time of release, as evidenced by direct dates or dateable public events, but the installments appear over a longer span than internal chronology.

As an example, and what sparks my query, the Chalet School books by Elinor Brent-Dyer. The first 14 books were published between 1925 and 1940, with #2 set in 1925 at the latest, given the Robin’s history and age, and #14 explicitly starting in February 1938, in the run-up to Germany’s annexation of Austria, while also explicitly taking place eight years after #1—the series consistently establishes an internal timeline with references to events of previous volumes, and this is no exception. (In general, the books came out annually but covered a triannual term, only occasionally skipping terms.) A couple volumes in the middle there can also be tagged to the time of writing / publication.

Another case is Yotsuba&!: per the author, each chapter takes place in the year it’s serialized even though by internal chronology six months pass over the 15 volumes published since 2003—thus justifying how tech, styles, and car models are of their time. I’ve met a couple others, and I’m sure people can name more.

But is there a term for this sort of thing? Or do we need to coin one?

ETA: Floating timeline it is. (hat tip)

---L.

Subject quote from Comfortably Numb, Pink Floyd.

It is interesting to compare the opening of Eustacia Goes to the Chalet School (#6 in the series) from 1930:

There is no disguising the fact that Eustacia Benson was the most arrant little prig that ever existed. She was not so much to blame for it as was her upbringing. Her father had been a learned professor of Greek, who had married a lady doctor, neither of them being very young. Both had great theories on how to bring up children, and to these they subjected their only child, the unfortunate Eustacia—so called because of the meaning of the name in Greek, ‘rich in corn,’ which the professor interpreted as ‘rich in knowledge.’ We have little difficulty in guessing the effect of those theories when we meet Eustacia for the first time one day in November, sitting in the drawing-room at her Aunt Margery’s, looking round it with a superior air, and mentally deciding how she would rearrange the room, should it be given over to her.

with that of The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (#3 in the series) from 1952:

There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it. His parents called him Eustace Clarence and masters called him Scrubb. I can’t tell you how his friends spoke to him, for he had none. He didn’t call his Father and Mother “Father” and “Mother”, but Harold and Alberta. They were very up-to-date and advanced people. They were vegetarians, non-smokers and teetotallers and wore a special kind of underclothes. In their house there was very little furniture and very few clothes on the beds and the windows were always open.

Eustace Clarence liked animals, especially beetles, if they were dead and pinned on a card. He liked books if they were books of information and had pictures of grain elevators or of fat foreign children doing exercises in model schools.

What is it about the name Eustac[e|ia] that draws authors to using it for a badly raised child?

(I love that little detail of the professor’s “interpretation” of the name’s meaning. Deft, telling detail.)

---L.

Subject quote from If You Could Read My Mind, Gordon Lightfoot.

It’s been a while since I posted about reading on Wednesday, but I just finished a book I wanted to mention: To Shape a Dragon’s Breath by Moniquill Blackgoose. I don’t remember who mentioned it (

skygiants? If it wasn’t you, I think this is up your alley) but thank you.

This is a YA fantasy by an Indigenous (Wampanoag) author, set in a steampunk-ish AU of New England. Our teenage heroine, Anequs, is from an island off the coast (our Nantucket) that’s been ignored and dismissed by the Anglish colonizers (who are fully Norse) that control the region—until, that is, she impresses (that’s not the word used, but humans totally impress Pern-style) a dragon hatchling. To learn the skills to control her dragon (the first in two hundred years for any local) and avoid repercussions for her people, she must attend an Anglish academy for dragoneers. As an oppressed and dismissed native of uncertain legal status, because that always works out smoothly.

The plot hits all the expected beats for a YA fantasy, but it does so well and the worldbuilding is deft (especially the magic: dragon’s breath is “shaped” using alchemy). I especially like the relationships that develop—neither Anequs nor her two love interests (both also marginalized people) are in a safe place for romantic entanglements, but she does negotiate agreements to start courting them both when they can achieve safety. (For one, safety will be tricky, as homosexual relationships are firmly outlawed by, and scandalous to, the Anglish.)

That said, it’s not a complete story, but the first installment of a series, and this affected the slightly wonky pacing of the last third. Still recommended. I await the next book.

---L.

Subject quote from The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald, Gordon Lightfoot.

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“yeah we’ve got a light / to see our way by / we’ve got what we need / when we’ve got you”
“teardrop on the fire / of a confession / fearless on my breath / most faithful mirror”
“When you don’t recognize yourself, I suppose you keep teaching the unicorn.”
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“we all want something beautiful / man i wish i was beautiful”
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“i’mma wade, i’ma wave through the waters / tell the tide ‘don’t move’”

“seasons change and our love went cold / feed the flame ’cause we can’t let go / run away”

“you, you have your own special way / of turning the world so it’s facing / the way that i’m going”

“using symbols using words / can be likened to a deep sea diver / who is swimming with a raincoat”

“had my first kiss on a friday night / reckon i didn’t do it right”

“in my dreams / i know i’m gonna be with you / so i take my time / are you ready for it?”

“yeah we’ve got a light / to see our way by / we’ve got what we need / when we’ve got you”

“teardrop on the fire / of a confession / fearless on my breath / most faithful mirror”

“When you don’t recognize yourself, I suppose you keep teaching the unicorn.”

“some are satin some are steel/ some are silk and some are leather/ they’re the faces of a stranger”

“we all want something beautiful / man i wish i was beautiful”

“night has grown her single horn: / The voices of the souls unborn are half adream with Paradise.”

“me and my friends have not thrown/ up in so long oh how we've grown/ but I can't wait to go home”

“Western wind and open surge / Tore us from our mothers, / Flung us on a naked shore”

“For I was flax, and he was flames of fire: / Our firm-united souls did more than twine”

“the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing bright”

“’cause we’re young and we’re reckless / we’ll take this way too far / it’ll leave you breathless”

“it was gone / i cannot put my finger on it now / the child is grown / the dream is gone”

“if you read between the lines/ you’ll know that i’m just trying to understand/ the feelings we lack

“and all that remains is the faces and names / of the wives and the sons and the daughters”