Wave After Wave


It was chosen before she was born, that insane appreciation for the rush... there's not much she can do about that, what does depend on her will is the way she stands and waits for it.

She's had different experiences, some more intense than others, some fresher but they all match at one specific attribute, as for the strenght they carry and goes through her body when she gets to live it.

As a routine, she goes over and over to find that mark to stand on, and gets herself ready in a very unconscious way to receive a set of sensations, strong, powerful and hurtful sensations.

It usually knocks her down, almost causing some physical damage and she can't really say what's so great about it, but soon enough she'll find herself standing on that spot once again, because they say there could be greatness after it, and she hopes for it.

Maybe she finds different positions, thinking of ways not to get hit with such impact, perhaps she'll figure out how to stand quicker before letting the water drag her down, but I'm sure it will still break her a little.

Somewhere there's a part of her head that has the answer to that way of living, probably it has something to do with the idea of maybe one day, she would finally be floating away... but everytime the wave pushes her down, it also pushes her far away from it.

So she'll just recover herself from the last one, to then be sure that with fake will power, some sad awareness and low amounts of faith, her body and heart will be facing it again watching as the hit gets closer and closer.

Lyrics by Fastball

They made up their minds
And they started packing
They left before the sun came up that day
An exit to eternal summer slacking
But where were they going Without ever knowing the way?
They drank up the wine
And they got to talking
They now had more important things to say
And when the car broke down They started walking
Where were they going without ever knowing the way?

Anyone could see The road that they walk on is paved in gold
And It's always summer, they'll never get cold
They'll Never get hungry
They'll never get old and gray
You can see their shadows Wandering off somewhere
They won't make it home
But they really don't care
They wanted the highway
They're happier there today , today

The children woke up
And they couldn't find 'em
They Left before the sun came up that day
They just drove off
And left it all behind 'em
But Where were they going Without ever knowing the way?

Anyone could see The road that they walk on is paved in gold
And It's always summer, they'll never get cold
They'll Never get hungry
They'll never get old and gray
You can see their shadows Wandering off somewhere
They Won't make it home
But they really don't care
They wanted the highway
They're happy there today , today

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