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[correctiveshoes621]

Have you ever just hungered for a certain song?

The covers are yanked rudely off me as I lay curled up in The Bedfort ™, and I struggle to snatch them back, whining. Miserable.

'Come on, girl; we're getting you OUTTA here. FUCK this shit.', a soft, edgy tenor voice says, and pulls them down completely with a flourish. He grabs my hand and drags me to my feet, protesting; the palm of his hand is big, warm, friendly and strong.

'Hurry up; the car's still runnin'...He'll never even notice..Besides, I'm a lot bigger than he is..'

He laughs, and I know that the fresh air will do me good.

'Speak to me in a language I can hear;
Humour me before I have to go.
Deep in thought, I forgive everyone;
As the cluttered streets greet me once again -
I know I can't be late - supper's waiting
on the table..
Tomorrow's just an excuse away..
So I pull my collar up and face the cold, on my own.

The earth laughs beneath my heavy feet;
At the blasphemy in my old jangly walk,
Steeple guide me to my heart and home;
The sun is out and up and down again -
I know I'll make it - love can last forever -
Graceful swans of never
topple to the earth..
And you
can make it last, forever you..
You can make it last, forever you..

And for a moment I lose myself,
Wrapped up in the pleasures of the world;
I've journeyed here and there and back again..
But in the same old haunts I still find my friends;
Mysteries not ready to reveal,
Sympathies I'm ready to return..
I'll make the effort - love can last forever -
Graceful swans of never
topple to the earth..
Tomorrow's just an excuse..

And you can make it last, forever you -
You can make it last, forever you..'

'Thirty-three', Smashing Pumpkins