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Started on the train, finished at lunchtime.

I blame [livejournal.com profile] telynor, if nothing else 'cause I bought a fountain pen before finishing this.

Something In The Back Of My Mind
Words: Mike Whitaker
Tune: to come, probably a piano ballad


Another stupid boring day, of mindless office work
Just typing, shorthand, filing, and my boss is still a jerk
So later on, my friends and I will take the bus to town
And go drinking, flirting, dancing - make them laugh and play the clown:
I walk back from the bus stop
Unsteady on my feet
Find a wall to lean on
And my heart just skips a beat
As I look up to the skies,
There is something in the back of my mind
There's a feeling that nags at me
Of something that I left far behind
It's tugging at my memory
Like a half-forgotten kiss
And I wonder if there ought to be
More to life than this
My friends all have this nonsense tale of starships in the sky
Must be some kind of wind up, or a drunken stupid lie
I don't know why I bother with this pointless job I do
I'm just a temp from Chiswick, nothing special, it is true
Some day I'll land a husband
Some day I'd hope to meet
A lawyer.. no, a doctor
Who would sweep me off my feet
As I look...
Instrumental

And sometimes, me and grandad
We'll watch the stars a while
He seems so sad and thoughtful
Though I try and make him smile
As I look...




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Date: 2008-07-08 12:10 pm (UTC)
ext_16275: (Doctor Who - Doctor & Donna)
From: [identity profile] legoline.livejournal.com
Oh wow. These are beautiful, perfect lyrics. Wow.

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Date: 2008-07-08 12:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-gwenzilliad.livejournal.com
Mike, this is beautiful.

I'm happy to be blamed. What kind of fountain pen did you get?

(trust me to concentrate on the important stuff!)

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Date: 2008-07-08 12:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-gwenzilliad.livejournal.com
Hey, we match! (for now)

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Date: 2008-07-08 12:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bardling.livejournal.com
Beautiful!
(Even though I still didn't like that part of the ending much. At least Dalek-Caan called it as it is... ;)

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Date: 2008-07-08 01:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] allisona.livejournal.com
Ah, I really like that a lot! Very moving.

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Date: 2008-07-08 02:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cadhla.livejournal.com
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

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Date: 2008-07-08 02:27 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] annathepiper
SWEET! :) Very cool! And yay for more musical inspiration off that episode. I need to finish mine. :)

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Date: 2008-07-08 03:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silverselene.livejournal.com
That was beautiful and it's making me all sniffly over Donna again. Lovely!

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Date: 2008-07-08 03:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] smoooom.livejournal.com
Perfect, and you made me cry,

I do have a lyric sifting through my brain, I should try and write it. I wonder if a fountain pen would work?

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Date: 2008-07-08 05:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elanorgardner.livejournal.com
Great!!! Perfect for Donna. I love the "doctor" reference....

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Date: 2008-07-08 10:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] valydiarosada.livejournal.com
Wanna hear it! :D

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Date: 2008-07-09 01:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vilakins.livejournal.com
So very Donna, and so moving.

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Date: 2008-07-09 03:58 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Oh wow!!!!!! Amazing! :-)

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Date: 2008-07-09 03:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kathy-songbird.livejournal.com
LJ made me anonymous first time around - don't know why. I have not had that happen before

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Date: 2008-07-09 06:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jhall1.livejournal.com
That's excellent!

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