real-rave-mare tale

So, claps clap, claps your teeth, Hunn. Oh, yes, yes, I know… You’re just trembling with Mrs. Coldey in this morning class. Jealousy me 

Well yeah. A new day. Hi there, and just got a fairytale again to bring you to the Lullaby tonight.

… … *krik krik*

Oh great you’ve closed your eyes well. La la la la la… Well. Here I’ll start the line.

Prologue.

“… when i was younger i saw my daddy cry and curse at the wind
he broke his own heart and I watched as he tried to reassemble it
and my momma swore that she would never let herself forget
and that was the day that I promised I'd never sing of love
if it does not exist
but Darlin'...
you are the only exception
you are the only exception
you are the only exception
you are the only exception..."

A secret.

Clock clicked. Clock clicked. Click clock clock clock. The Time was clicking the Clock. Oh hey hey who-the-hell-ever, cracked these cricks please. No, no. Wait. No. Oh yeah, aha, hell’s still hot eh, that naughty fairy came to her cemetery finally. NO. I meant, her very ‘patient’ conspiracy NEVER MIND let’s count the goat baby, one, two, one, two, one to two, and one, and two, then one and two, oh absolutely! After the long long time later, came the other fairies. Counted the wings and you’d get big four. Well, okay fully equipped! Uh, oh. “Who’s that, what’s that? Or… Any of nothing’s gonna be sick to guess that?” Wait. Suddenly two bees came and greeted the day. No, no, of course not, hunn. They were just annoying our garden with a bounce of basketball, actually. Dracula, Dracula! Let’s hit the ground, man!

"... maybe i know somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts
and we've got to find other ways to make it alone, keep a straight face
and i've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance
and up until now i had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness
because none of it was ever worth the risk..."

Those hazy silhouettes.

A late twilight was blurred on the sky.

I saw those hazy silhouettes make some noise on the bound.

At the same moment I caught myself just sit on the ground, well, may be I was wrong.

"... well you are the only exception
you are the only exception
you are the only exception
you are the only exception,"

Well, yea.

I find myself on the rockin’ chair. Hwshsvoscszxyyzsvgufaivgubobubaughshshuu… What did I… Am I raving? Oh cool. Where am I? ... WHAT?!!! Some body kidnapped me and give me a shoe to marry me?! Am I Cinderella? Yes?! No? Oh? Oh… Oh, I’m just still keep on my rockin’ chair. =_=” Rock on.

Well. I did dream that ‘la la la’ tale, eh. Puff...

Hey hey it’s your fault!!! No! Yours! Hey you! You! Wake up! Wake up! Oh no. Okay. So, whaa(yawn,yawn)aat’s the moral messages inside my real-rave-mare tonight?

Is there some(yawn,yawn)thing? The answer is NO, (yawn) if you can’t find it. But YES if you blame these words;

One night in the sixth month of this year, we've sat in the middle of school’s field. And The Only Exception was playing for us. We were just staring at the sky, with the silence and coldness. And the stars were dancing for us, Five Riotous Dreamers ever.

"... i've got a tight grip on reality
but i can't let go of what's in front of me here
i know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream..."

A yawn comes and the world is black.

Epilogue.

I miss you all like six months ago and ago and ago and ago. Hung out within those riotous plans, laughed together, and shared one another, sang and sang without all of these cricky things.

"... you are the only exception
you are the only exception
you are the only exception
you are the only exception..."

Ouch!!!

O-shift. Very chic. I’ve got a falling of the rocking chair. Good chair… Idiot. I have to look for another bed in the room. See yah.

For again, *yawning…*

"... you are the only exception
you are the only exception
you are the only exception
you are the only exception..."

G-night + mare = every ones.

Don’t forget to call me if you want to listen to some of very-real-rave-mare in your own rave and make it will be echooo!!!

Cups.

"... and I'm on my way to believing,
oh and I'm on my way to believing..."