Darkness Falls

The darkness of 3 AM, the fan whiling above my head, the snoring of my family; they all make me feel all too human. I hit the play button on my Pandora Radio just to releave my nerves... I am greeted by Johann Pachelbel. Ah I remember the days when I had to dance to this song. It was ballet.... 3 monthes, of fun, but harassment from my family. Before I know it, the song fades away. A familar, wonderful piano melody starts, and I realize it as Glass Skin. The vocalist's voice sounds so gentle. Never has his voice been this gentle, but the lyrics as sorrowful as ever though. As the song nears it's end, I decide to choose my next song to play.... Ain't Afraid to Die, this is a nice choice. The song opens with a piano solo, and a soft quiet voice. It's about 3 in the morning. I place the song on constant repeat.... I hear the song for every bit of the beat and instruments. I decide maybe turning the song for constant repeat was not the best of the ideas... I decided to watch the music video....



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RsRFeeiJvUo

English Translation:
The way that I used to walk with you is gone
But still, I always walked with you, I wonder if I'll ever be able to meet
you
The snow falls gently on a hill
Even though I can't reach you, I understand
The flower in your room that you loved is now...
The day of last years final snow
The promises that were hard to exchange
When I remember them, they melt, and spill from my hands
The snow falls gently on a hill
Even though I can't reach you, I understand
The flower in your room that you loved is now...
All alone by the window, just staring at the snow
While remembering you, seeing you in the glass
I give you a final kiss
Come on, smile, don't cry anymore
From here on, I'll always be watching you
The snow falls gently on a hill
Even though I can't reach you, I understand
The flower in your room that you loved is now...
A light that quietly begins to color the inside of the town white
You saw the season's final colors
The sound of the tears that fell is cruel isn't it
You saw the season's final colors
The four seasons, and your colors, will soon vanish
The snow melts, and flowers bloom on the street corner
The "colors" that you saw, softly begin to melt
The day of this years final colors
A single flower on the street corner
When I look up into the sky, the final snow melts from my hand.


My dog comes and pokes her nose to my thigh. I get up from the computer, leash my dog. As I open the door, the sun's ray blind me and sears my flesh. It feels like my flesh and eyes was aflame. It was 7 AM...