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12 October, 2009
Stars Of Track And Field - End Of All Time @18:39

9th week of school. 5 more weeks to go before it's over. 6 more weeks to the start of exams.

1 more month to my birthday.

As much as I say I don't really care much for it, a part of me is still keeping an eye on the number of days leading up to it. But honestly? 21 is such an arbitrary number. Or maybe I just try and tell myself I don't care because I hate being disappointed. That's what my whole life has been about... keeping my expectations low to the point of pessimism, so that every little thing becomes a bonus. It's not a great way to live, but I guess it works for me.

And instead of doing my work (argh argh argh, how is it possible for me to blather on here for a hundred words or more, but so difficult to hammer out a coherent sentence in MS Word?), I was trying to figure out the lyrics to Stars Of Track And Field's End Of All Time last night.


There are still two lines I can't really catch though, but I'll post up what I have at the moment since no lyrics exist online as far as I know.

Stars Of Track And Field - End Of All Time

Imagine you could tear the world apart
Lay it all out like a weather chart
Take your time cuz you're up against space
Sweep up the tears runnin' down your face

You burn bright when you're left alone
Build up the speed to bring you home
Turn off the lights and watch you... glow

To the end of all time
Just so I can see the lightning climb
Over you

To the end of all time
Just so I can see the lightning climb
Over me

Life's speed can you last belong (??? I can't catch this line)
See you back slide in the burning sun
By the way I will let you know
The equator peeled off when I let you go
Turn off the lights and watch you... glow

To the end of all time
Just so I can see the lightning climb
Over you

To the end of all time
Just so I can see the lightning climb
Over me

See the world through the faintest glow
Break apart and you turn up the final glow
You answer is no

And ??? you hear that (??? I have absolutely no idea what this line is either)
It's the end of all time

To the end of all time
Just so I can see the lightning climb
Over you

To the end of all time
Just so I can see the lightning climb
Over me

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