Post by Eric on Sept 21, 2011 17:34:22 GMT -5
Eric looked over at the sky from the window he was looking through, never in his life did he ever see such a thing, it was a beautiful sky before him--it didn't seem to be covered with any kind of weather, he breathed in a ton of fresh air as he looked at it even more than before, "such a beautiful sky above me--it's such a good inspiration--don't you think Crabby?" A little hermit crab in a blue shell poked it's head out as it snipped at Eric's ear, Eric gaved a little yelp of pain, "ow...why do you always do that? I never once treated you badly, and here you are treating me like I'm not your friend or the hand that feeds you....."
The blue flame on the shell flickered as the crab kept snipping at him, Eric gaved a slight sigh at the crab, and carefully not to get his hand snipped at placed the little crab down on the piano he sat in front of, "you're a very naughty crab--though I can see why you'd hate me--I'm not really one for being a good caretaker of animals like my older sister, but I have that love for animals like her."
He thought of the song that she and him would always sing together, but without her voice--it just didn't seem right to him, but then he realized that he was a Siren now in the Bovino--his voice would just be enough for them--even with or without his older sister there to help him, and as he continued to think he started to play the piano while singing a song:
"Every little thing I do, I do for you
With every little thing, I think a thought of you
And I try so hard not to notice
I try so hard not to care
I try so hard not to know that you're not here
But I'm counting down the hours
And I'm counting up the days
I try so hard not to show this side of me
Jealous of the way they walk, the way *they* talk
'Cause I don't think they know just what they got
Song text taken from stlyrics.com
I'm jealous of the way they look, the way they are
When I just want to be the way we were
And I try so hard not to notice
I try so hard not to care
I try so hard not to know that you're not here
But I'm counting down the hours
And I'm counting up the days
I try so hard not to show this side of me
Well, I try so hard not to notice
I try so hard not to care
I try so hard not to know that you're not here
But I'm counting down the hours
And I'm counting up the days
I try so hard not to show this side of me
This side of me, this side of me
This side of me, this side of me
This side of me, this side of me
This side of me, this side of me
This side of me"
The blue flame on the shell flickered as the crab kept snipping at him, Eric gaved a slight sigh at the crab, and carefully not to get his hand snipped at placed the little crab down on the piano he sat in front of, "you're a very naughty crab--though I can see why you'd hate me--I'm not really one for being a good caretaker of animals like my older sister, but I have that love for animals like her."
He thought of the song that she and him would always sing together, but without her voice--it just didn't seem right to him, but then he realized that he was a Siren now in the Bovino--his voice would just be enough for them--even with or without his older sister there to help him, and as he continued to think he started to play the piano while singing a song:
"Every little thing I do, I do for you
With every little thing, I think a thought of you
And I try so hard not to notice
I try so hard not to care
I try so hard not to know that you're not here
But I'm counting down the hours
And I'm counting up the days
I try so hard not to show this side of me
Jealous of the way they walk, the way *they* talk
'Cause I don't think they know just what they got
Song text taken from stlyrics.com
I'm jealous of the way they look, the way they are
When I just want to be the way we were
And I try so hard not to notice
I try so hard not to care
I try so hard not to know that you're not here
But I'm counting down the hours
And I'm counting up the days
I try so hard not to show this side of me
Well, I try so hard not to notice
I try so hard not to care
I try so hard not to know that you're not here
But I'm counting down the hours
And I'm counting up the days
I try so hard not to show this side of me
This side of me, this side of me
This side of me, this side of me
This side of me, this side of me
This side of me, this side of me
This side of me"