Vinyl sat down on her couch. Sunday afternoon. Cold wind, cold remnants of chicken wings in her plate. She was beat. Not only physically, but she felt an uncommon burden on her shoulders.Like something was missing. Like many things were missing.
"Fuck, I forgot to pay the electricity bill."
No, that was not it. There was... An ache, a crave... Mixed with... a regret?
"..."
She leaned towards the small bedside table and grabbed one of the picture frames. She looked at the photo for a few seconds, which seemed like ages. And during these instants, she felt like she had her voice back.
Yes, her voice. That's what was missing. Well, not really the voice in itself, that was pretty obvious. But something else.
Singing.
She used to sing. A lot. It wasn't good, obviously. She was a child and had no concept of melody, or rythm. But singing for her parents while her brother was playing the guitar was some of her most cherished memories. And suddenly, like a little girl who wants to eat that candy, and not another one, right here and now, she wanted to sing.
"Okay, maybe a bit challenging."
She crossed her legs on the couch, and finally grabbed the pen and paper she usually used to communicate. After all, music was just another form of speech. Always had been, to her.
She had had these lines in her head for months now. Rough on the edges, maybe. Needed a bit of smoothening here and there, to avoid sounding like grinding gears inside of a squealing pig. Maybe.
She placed the tip of the pen on the paper, and smiled as the words appeared before her. She didn't have many regrets in life. A few. But not many.
But she had many things to do.
And the day was already close to an end.
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"Today I’m doing it, too tired of talking
Today I’ll try to imagine a perfect morning
On the line, on your marks, ready, set, go.
Time flies so no time to waste, oh no.
Today I’m doing it, too tired of talking
Today I’ll try to imagine a perfect morning
On the line, on your marks, ready, set, go.
Time flies so no time to waste, oh no...
Today I’m not scared, feel like believing in happiness
But it’s just one more day, not enough to build a success
There were times when I lost, and insulted the winner
Maybe tonight I’ll win, maybe this is my hour
I may talk to her today, although I said that before
Or I may write a song that everyone will ignore
Calling my long-time friends, suddenly we’re like kids
Today I’m thinking about doing things that everyone forbids
I’ve put aside my doubts, my tons of flaws and tears
Today the last straw will be to drink away my fears
Today I will go to school, eyes focused on the board
If I have time, after that, I’ll go around the world
Today I’m not looking down, or thinking about nightmares
Then I’ll visit the cemetary, for even her tomb needs care
I’ll learn to play guitar, I might become a star
If love’s around every corner, I need to watch out for cars
Today I’ll open my window, as the wind gets colder
Tonight I’m filling a stadium, eyes closed in the shower
Today I have a partner, my license and my soundboards
Tomorrow I’ll have a kid, a car and too many spectators
Today I’m doing it, too tired of talking
Today I’ll try to imagine a perfect morning
On the line, on your marks, ready, set, go.
Time flies so no time to waste, oh no.
Today I’m doing it, too tired of talking
Today I’ll try to imagine a perfect morning
On the line, on your marks, ready, set, go.
Time flies so no time to waste, oh no.
Today… may be my last day listening
But I’ve so many things to do before sleeping
Yesterday I was a brat, and today I’m still a mess
Yesterday I was stupid, but today I’ll do my best
Today I’ll stop caring about what people think of me
Cause there’s so many of them, and there’s so little they see
Today I’ll talk to my family, I’ve played deaf for far too long
They’ve always taken care of me, soon I’ll be playing their song
I’ll be playing this song with my friends, we’re not the smartest
We’re not the poster children, no, we’re not the coolest
I won’t talk about my voice, no it’s not the true issue
The realest words are those from people who love you
I used to feel down, now I’m climbing the ladder
Sky fell in on me, I used it as a cover
I’m all alone on stormy seas on a little rocking boat
Going forwards, I weighed the anchor, but without you I cannot float
But today, I won’t let nostalgia make its way
‘Cause today I regret the past, but I’ll soon regret today
And of course I’ll go see Tavi
For her I’d give everything, but she’s everything to me…
Today I’m doing it, too tired of talking
Today I’ll try to imagine a perfect morning
On the line, on your marks, ready, set, go.
Time flies so no time to waste, oh no.
Today I’m doing it, too tired of talking
Today I’ll try to imagine a perfect morning
On the line, on your marks, ready, set, go.
Time flies so no time to waste, oh no.
Today I’m doing it, too tired of talking
Today I’ll try to imagine a perfect morning
On the line, on your marks, ready, set, go.
Time flies so no time to waste, oh no.
Today I’m doing it, too tired of talking
Today I’ll try to imagine a perfect morning
On the line, on your marks, ready, set, go.
Time flies so no time to waste, oh no..."
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She put down the pen.
The sun was setting.