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2013-11-02
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Spark

Summary:

Happy birthday, Rainproof!

Here's an original song performed on ukulele from Cap to Iron Man. <3

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Work Text:

Here is the thing that I made for Rainproof for her birthday!

Chords:

Verses/Choruses: Bb, Gm, Dm, F
Bridge: Bb, Dm, Gm, F

Lyrics:

At the core of my conviction,
Our collision resembles nuclear fission.
So with a spark,
I'll pull apart
The nucleus of your atomic heart.

I want to see if I can make you tick,
Read every line of your structural plan,
Wind up your key until I hear a click,
Sit back and watch you move your second hand.

I've been lost and I've been frozen.
My spirit's strong, but my heart has been broken.
I have no scars
But stripes and stars.
I crash airplanes and dive from railway cars.

And photographs recount the price I paid,
Old newsreels are projecting all my fears,
But no one else could fall on that grenade.
I'm waking up after too many years .

And the core of my frustration
Can be expressed a quadratic equation.
It's too complex
To find for x,
But somehow your solution is correct.

So I'll struggle as schematics start to swirl:
This language only you can understand.
Your binary's resequencing my world:
In ones and zeroes, say that you're my man.

I've been cold
And I've been lonely,
My temperament and outlook have been stony.
You're made of steel
And you don't yield
But find a way to slip behind my shield.

So when you're done admiring my resilience:
An engineering feat of flesh and bone,
Please let me sit and bask inside your brilliance.
Remember my design is yours alone.

At the core of my attraction
Lies an equal and opposite reaction.
Your mass and force
Drag me off course
And point me forward toward magnetic north.

You're born from fire, I'm from ice,
But I'm brute force and you're precise.
You change the world fast as I think,
Enough to drive a man to drink.

While I was searching in the past,
You wore bravado like a mask,
But now the future's looking black.
Cut off one head and three grow back.

We're up against a rising tide.
I want you standing by my side.
Cut out your heart; I'll peer inside,
'Cause sometimes particles collide.

At the core of my confusion,
It appears that we've achieved nuclear fusion.
So with a spark,
Recharge your heart,
And put together what had come apart.