in the land of twilight, under the moon

[TalHex]

in the land of twilight, under the moon
we dance for the idiots
ring-around-the-roses, jump to the moon
we sing with the castanets

I will sing for crescent moon
dancing with the castanets
as the end will come so soon
in the land of twilight

now you are watchin' us outside the circle
wanna be in the company
boy, but you are lonely
dance with nobody
run away child, to your hiding place

high and loud, the sound of your bell of the twilight...ringing..
all alone, it rings and echoes in the twilight

in the land of twilight, under the moon
we dance for the idiots
ring-around-the-roses, jump to the moon
we sing with the castanets

[Retniwreven]

SIGN was quite a lot better than many of its counterparts... even if it makes almost no sense till the last few episodes.

[TalHex]

true but it had good music

[Retniwreven]

Good music, though it did like to use the same few songs over and over. At least the moods it used them for fit well.
Interesting choice to use lyriced music even when people were talking, though.

[Nitro Vordex]

I kinda raged at myself for reading the twilight and thinking of the godawful movie/book/series/sweaty fangirls.

[TalHex]

D:

-10 respect points

[Nitro Vordex]

I said I raged! ;_;

[Retniwreven]

I had never even heard of Twilight until the movie came out, and then I noticed how several of my coworkers seem obsessed with it.
I continue to remain completely ignorant of the series. Sparkly vampires sounds like something rageworthy.

[TalHex]

It is... they barely count as vampires... the horror stories i've heard about that book *shudders* and those were when people were trying to impress me with it...

[SpikeOtacon]

Watch the sun,
as it crawls across a final time,
and it feels like,
like it was a friend.
If it's watching us,
and the world we set on fire,
do you wonder,
if it feels the same?

And the sky is filled with light,
can you see it?
All the black is really white,
if you believe it.
As the time is running out,
let me take away your doubt.
We can find a better a place,
in this twilight.

Dust to dust.
Ashes in your hair remind me,
what it feels like,
and I won't feel again.
Night descends.
Could I have been a better person,
if I could only do it all again?

And the sky is filled with light,
can you see it?
All the black is really white,
if you believe it.
And the longing that you feel,
you know none of this real.
We will find a better a place,
in this twilight.