babybuck (babybuck) wrote in compass_comm, @ 2022-03-09 05:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, bucky barnes (kid), lacey burrows, maryanne walker (oe) |
CB Chatter
Dan Bucky FM
Anyone up around 5am would hear Bucky singing along to the song he's got playing on the radio in his kitchen. His voice would be in the foreground with the actual music a little far off since he's much closer to the phone than the radio, but he's never exceptionally loud-probably wouldn't wake anyone up unless they're a light sleeper. There would be small noises of him moving and working throughout and his voice would waver and ade a little toward the end. He's still oblivious to the CB until it clicks off
I’m walking through my city and the wind is blowing strongly
I left everything behind me and the sun shining on the horizon
From far away I see the houses, they have all shut their doors
But luckily I have her hand and her flushed cheeks
She picked me up from the ground when I was covered in thorns
I had been bitten by a thousand serpents and I was held down by their coils
I did not listen to those bastards and their curses
With a look alone she convinced me to gather my things and go
This is a journey that nobody has ever known
Alice, and all of her wanders with the mad hatter
We will walk through this road and I will never grow tired
Until time will bring white to your hair
I only have a blank page and half a cigarette left
Let’s stay a little while longer, we are not in a hurry
Because I have a line in my head but I have never said it out loud
Because life, without you, cannot be perfect
So Marlena come back home, that the cold weather is creeping
So Marlena come back home, that I cannot wait any longer
So Marlena come back home, that the cold weather is creeping
So Marlena come back home, that I cannot wait any longer
The sky is slowly turning clear
The sun is shining upon people’s weaknesses
A salty teardrop wets my cheek while
She is lovingly caressing my face with her hand
With blood on my hands I will climb all of the peaks
I want to reach where the human eye ends
So that I can learn to forgive all of my guilts
Because even the angels, sometimes, fear death
Because I only have a blank page and half a cigarette left
We have to run away from those who are hungry for revenge
From this still ground that I feel tightening around me
Yesterday I was the calm because today I will be the storm
So Marlena come back home, that the cold weather is creeping
So Marlena come back home, that I cannot wait any longer
So Marlena come back home, that the cold weather is creeping
So Marlena come back home, that I cannot wait any longer
Before I met you I was only a mad man, but now let me tell you about me
I had a raggedy coat and I was wearing cut wrists
Today I feel blessed and I have nothing else to say
This city will show itself when it sees us coming
I was caught between being the victim and being the judge
It was a thrill that brings the light inside the darkness
And frees you from these shining, gleaming chains
And the doubt of whether it was death or a rebirth
So Marlena come back home, that the cold weather is creeping
So Marlena come back home, that I cannot wait any longer
So Marlena come back home, that the cold weather is creeping
So Marlena come back home, that I don’t want to disappear
So Marlena come back home, that the cold weather is creeping
So Marlena come back home, that I don’t want to disappear anymore