45... working for the weekend

[singsingbluesilver]

[ voice | Japanese ]

So I've been working on a whole bunch of songs with Tohma! It's been really cool and interesting and say, here's some lyrics!

Take apart my love through this silent pain.
Slowly melting within a collapsed star, forever entangled
Light sucking sound I draw closer forever connected in this endless void.
Your voice pressing deeper I cannot pull away...

Cool right? Well, I think it's cool. So it's cool!

OH! Souji! Hang in there and don't let the doctors poke at you too much!

Comments

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

[ Oh, Ryuichi.... ]

It's... not exactly a game.

1/2

[singsingbluesilver]

[singsingbluesilver]

...Tohma?

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

What is it, Ryu?

[singsingbluesilver]

Did you take your medicine?

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

Mhmm. You don't need to worry.

[singsingbluesilver]

You better have, Tohma. No more getting sick now!

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

I've been pretty lazy, though, just lying in bed and working on the music. I'll be fine in a day or two, you know.

[singsingbluesilver]

Don't do that.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

[ He laughs a little, but in the end he ends up letting the cough he'd been trying to hide slip out. ]

You don't want me to take it easy?

[singsingbluesilver]

I don't want you to fake taking your medicine.

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

[ Serious now. ]

I'm not faking it.

[singsingbluesilver]

Good.

[ Settles next to him and peers at the papers. ]

Where were we?

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

On the second stanza of the song.

[singsingbluesilver]

Into the end, growing closer even as we pull away I weep...

[blameshimself.livejournal.com]

[ He coughs into his sleeve before nonchalantly copying the lyrics and then writing the music to go with it. He looks more concerned about the sloppy handwriting he has instead of the cough. ]