Reluctantly crouched at the starting line

[Mixfortune]

Engines pumping and thumping in time
The green light flashes, the flags go up
Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup
They daftly maneuver and muscle for rank
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank
Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns
Their prowesses potent and secretly stern
As they speed through the finish, the flags go down
The fans get up and they get out of town
The arena is empty except for one man
Still driving and striving as fast as he can
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
And long ago somebody left with the cup
But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns...

He's going the distance
He's going for speed
She's all alone, all alone
All alone in a time of need
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse
He's going the distance.

[Scrub]

We heard this song in class in my freshman year.

Somehow I still remember it.

[Sord]

it sounds unfinished

[Scrub]

There's more to it.

Can only remember bits and peices, like "He's haunted by something he cannot define" and shit like that.

[astuarlen]

<3 cake

[Shadowpawn]

</3 cake or pie.

[HAYABUSA-FMW-]

`-` Laser goodbye

[Sord]

(m)(m)(m)(m)(m)(m)(m)(m)(m)(m)(m)(m)(m)(m)(m)(m)(m )(m)(m)(m)(m)

M&Ms, taste the brown


<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: Mixfortune on 2006-10-27 19:54 ]</font>

[HAYABUSA-FMW-]

=X M&M Scroll Guy

[Mixfortune]

On 2006-10-27 18:55, astuarlen wrote:
<3 cake



No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no line
He's haunted by something he cannot define
Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse
Assail him, impale him, with monster truck force.
In his mind, he's still driving, still making the grade
She's hoping in time that her memories will fade
Cause he's racing and pacing and plotting the course
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
And long ago somebody left with the cup
But he's striving and driving and hugging the turns
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns...

Cause he's going the distance
He's going for speed
She' all alone, all alone
All alone in a time of need
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse
He's racing and pacing and plotting the course
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse
He's going the distance
He's going for speed
He's going the distance

[Sord]

On 2006-10-27 19:52, Mixfortune wrote:


Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse


that's some serious emo 0_o

[Solstis]

He's a Legionnaire
Camel in disrepair
Something about a Fridge
Something la la la

Uh... Cake?

We are building a religion!

[astuarlen]

He moves his words like a prize fighter!

[Mixfortune]

A golden bird that flies away, a candle's fickle flame
To think I held you yesterday, your love was just a game

[astuarlen]

You tell me that you love me so; you tell me that you care.
But when I need you, baby, you're never there. http://www.pso-world.com/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_frown.gif

[Tystys]

Yeah, Going the Distance is an awesome song, http://www.pso-world.com/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_biggrin.gif

[Mixfortune]

Take the time to get to know me
If you want me why can't you just show me

[Sord]

jimmy died today
he blew his brains out into the bay


The midnight Mix strikes again, always at night, sneaky devil.



<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: Sord on 2006-10-28 23:09 ]</font>

[Mixfortune]

I want a Sord with a mind like a diamond
I want a Sord who knows what's best
I want a Sord with shoes that cut
And eyes that burn like cigarettes
I want a Sord with the right allocations
who is fast and thorough and sharp as a tack

[Daikarin]

"Bring me my bow of burning gold,
Bring me my arrows of desire,
Bring me my spear, O clouds unfold
Bring me my chariot of fire.

I will not cease from mental fight
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
'Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land."

[astuarlen]

On 2006-10-28 23:07, Mixfortune wrote:
I want a Sord with a mind like a diamond
I want a Sord who knows what's best
I want a Sord with shoes that cut
And eyes that burn like cigarettes
I want a Sord with the right allocations
who is fast and thorough and sharp as a tack



He's changing his avatar from Dizzy to Karen.

[Mixfortune]

I want a Sord with a short skirt and a looooooooooooong... jacket.

http://www.pso-world.com/images/5th/fanworks/4/psu01.jpg

;0

[astuarlen]

I am only biding time,
only reciting memorized lines.
And I'm not fit to touch
the hem of your garment.

[Sgt_Shligger]

. ..

[Moo2u]

! !!

[astuarlen]

Sheep go to heaven; goatscows go to hell.

Watch out, Moo2u!