Send a heartbeat to
The void that cries through you
Relive the pictures that have come to pass
For now we stand alone
The world is lost and blown
And we are flesh and blood disintegrate
With no more to hate

Is it bright where you are
Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour
I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in its pain

Delivered from the blast
The last of a line of lasts
The pale princess of a palace cracked
And now the kingdom comes
Crashing down undone
And I am a master of a nothing place
Of recoil and grace

Is it bright where you are
Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour
I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in its pain

Time has stopped before us
The sky cannot ignore us
No one can separate us
For we are all that is left
The echo bounces off me
The shadow lost beside me
There's no more need to pretend
Cause now I can begin again

Is it bright where you are
Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour
I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in its pain
Strange
Strange
Strange

Name: Sam
Age: 14
Birthdate: 4th April
Location: Behind you

Me : "Hey mom, can you whistle?"
Mom : *watching TV* "Huh, what, of course. I learnt it when i was your age."
Me : "Oh really, show me." :D
*Mom tries to position her mouth in an 'O' shape and blows* O:
Me : "I can't really hear it." >:
Mom : "I can be really loud, just that i'm in an air-conditioned room."
Me : "What's that gotta do with whistling?!" D:
Mom : "What, you know, when the air-con blows and it obstructs my whistling."
Me : "...That doesn't make sense you know."
Mom : "Oh, just position your mouth in an 'O' shape and keep your tongue behind your teeth."
Me : "My tongue is ALWAYS behind my teeth!" *stares at her*
Mom : *stares and then laughs* "Okay i'm bad at science, go ask your dad or something."
Me : "D:"

Me : "Hey Dad, can you whistle?"
Dad : "Why?" *looks up from glueing his shoes*
Me : "I can't whistle. D:"
Dad : *goes back to glueing shoes and starts whistling*
Me : "Aren't you gonna teach me or something?"
Dad : *still glueing shoes and whistling* Go get me more superglue from the fridge, i'm lacking it.
Me : "What." *gets superglue*
*Dad continues to whistle and glue shoes*
Me : *goes to organize her stuff at coffee table*
*Dad walks past, whistling*
Me : *ignores and continues organizing stuff*
Dad : *sits down on sofa next to me, still whistling, trying to mock me*
Me : "How'd you do that? D:"
Dad : "You just position your mouth in an 'O' shape and curve your tongue and blow."
Me : *tries 46423154 times, but fails* What, i can't do it.
Dad : "Your tongue has to move to create the sound."
Me : *tries again* It's not working.
Dad : "What the hell, why do you wanna whistle in the first place, girls aren't supposed to whistle, only boys are. What you wanna whistle at boys?
Me : "WHAT?! Who the hell wants to whistle at boys, i wanna whistle songs!" D:<
Mom : *walks past* "What's the commotion?"
Me : "Your husband's a bad teacher."
Dad : "Your daughter's a bad student."

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