Thin Lines

Kurloz/Meulin filk. Track art by the incredibly talented Nicholanton.

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Music/Lyrics (c) Me/Phemiec
Track Art (c) Nicholanton
Homestuck (c) Andrew Hussie

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LYRICS
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I said a word
it got caught in my throat, and it burned
slipped off my tongue and I choked,
you were concerned for a second
then cries echoed into the night, lesson learned

because you heard a word
that I said, and this word how it rang
in your head, it was loud and glorious, yes
and from where you lay on my chest
well, you heard it best

but you held me closely while I screamed
and I watched the thinnest trails of green
run down your neck, and drip from your chin
thin trails of green, thin lines, on gray skin

Thin lines on gray skin
Thin lines on gray skin
where they world ends that's were we begin
my thin line, my thin line

I said a word
was it a blessing or curse?
Nobody knows the whole story,
nobody hears me but you
and you would have heard more if you could have I'm sure

because you heard my word,
you still do with your hands, eyes and rest of you too
little stray on my lap, zealot, hellcat
can't forgive what I did to my dream-maker,
(has thou forsaken her?)

And if you knew what I knew, would you object?
Are we madmen or soothsayers? Truthfully, sweet heretic?
I bit off the bit that silenced the world for you, sewed up my sin
With thin threads of black, thin lines on gray skin

Thin lines on gray skin
Thin lines on gray skin
when they world ends, that's where our work begins
my thin line, my thin line