Category Archives: Kabobbles Sing Along

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All the Memories

So… there have been times when I put this song on repeat and listened to it over and over and over again.

I just thought it was so beautiful.

Depressing, but beautiful.

When I went to write the latest part with Luna and Tynan, where she was discussing memories, I couldn’t help but remember this song.

Luna tries to explain that he still has memories to hold onto…

The memories ease the pain inside
Now I know why

…but Tynan is not comforted by that thought.

Luna knows, having lost her mother, that people aren’t gone as long as they’re remembered.

All of my memories keep you near
In silent moments, imagine you’d be here
All of my memories keep you near
Your silent whispers, silent tears

So what he needs to remember is that he can still hold onto the times they did have.

Together in all these memories
I see your smile

All the memories I hold dear
Darling, you know I’ll love you till the end of time

Kabobbles Sing Along is just what I think when I hear songs. I sometimes see images when I hear lyrics, pictures or movies in my head. Sometimes I relate it to stories. My interpretation of the songs and lyrics are probably nothing like their original intent.

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See You On the Dark Side of the Moon

After the latest bits of the alien’s story and Luna’s current status, especially after I titled the the first part of this arc “Dark Side of the Moon,” I had to write a bit about this song.

Luna calls herself a lunatic, and she’s struggling to find what’s right and what’s real and still dealing with her grief.

And if your head explodes with dark forebodings, too
I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon

This part has kind of echoed with the end of the past two sections, the change in Luna, and then in the latest part, the words might have had a bigger impact on what got written. That’s what I get for looking up the song before I finish writing. 😛

You lock the door
And throw away the key
There’s someone in my head but it’s not me.

And if the band you’re in starts playing different tunes,
I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon

Kabobbles Sing Along is just what I think when I hear songs. I sometimes see images when I hear lyrics, pictures or movies in my head. Sometimes I relate it to stories. My interpretation of the songs and lyrics are probably nothing like their original intent.

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You Can See, but Don’t Touch Me

So, I was listening to Katie Herzig’s “Hologram” while driving, and I couldn’t help but think about how much it went along with Luna and her alien friend and just how complicated the Unhappy Returns section made things.

Then I wrote a section from Luna’s point of view, using the beginning of the song.

I’m gonna let you down
Gonna toss you around
Gonna make you want everything you haven’t found
I’m gonna hold your hand
Then ask you to stand
Ten feet away

The part that fits her and the alien is more like this, though:

But oh if you don’t want me though
I’ll only want you more
I fall in love with hard to get
You know you’re just like me
A mystery with nothing more to see
A virtual reality

You can see but don’t touch me baby
Oh I bet you want me

Kabobbles Sing Along is just what I think when I hear songs. I sometimes see images when I hear lyrics, pictures or movies in my head. Sometimes I relate it to stories. My interpretation of the songs and lyrics are probably nothing like their original intent.

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This Song Might Be Funny, but It’s Not Appropriate

Earlier, someone made a comment about science being able to continue after a disaster/setback.

I couldn’t help but think of this song.

I wanted to share it, even though it would sound like a horrible mockery of a bad situation.

I’m terrible. 🙁

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Just a False Alarm

Today I worked with a few of these lyrics, and I would like to do more because so many lyrics hold such unexplored territory, whole stories that could be told, and I have done a few stories that way. I’ll do more, I’m sure.

I only used the tiniest bit of the lyrics to help create today’s piece.

Dreams, Amelia
Dreams and false alarms

Other lyrics from this song that I find intriguing and inspiring:

People’ll tell you where they’ve gone
They’ll tell you where to go
But til you get there yourself you’ll never really know
Where some have found their paradise
Others just come to harm
Oh, Amelia, it was just a false alarm

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I wish that he was here tonight
It’s so hard to obey
His sad request of me to kindly stay away
So this is how I hide the hurt
As the road leads cursed and charmed
I tell Amelia it was just a false alarm

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Maybe I’ve never really loved
I guess that is the truth
I’ve spent my whole life in clouds at icy altitude
And looking down on everything
I crashed into his arms
Amelia, it was just a false alarm

Kabobbles Sing Along is just what I think when I hear songs. I sometimes see images when I hear lyrics, pictures or movies in my head. Sometimes I relate it to stories. My interpretation of the songs and lyrics are probably nothing like their original intent.

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A Case of You

It is interesting, to me, how one bit of lyrics can spawn very different ideas. When I gave a part of this song as a prompt, I chose this bit:

I remember that time that you told me
You said, “Love is touching souls”
Surely you touched mine
‘Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time

This spawned a fic focused on the first three lines, here, by Liana Mir.

My thoughts drifted toward the last couple lines, though, and were pulled in by a later part of the song to create my own piece.

“Go to him, stay with him if you can
But be prepared to bleed”

Oh but you are in my blood
You’re my holy wine
You’re so bitter, bitter and so sweet

Kabobbles Sing Along is just what I think when I hear songs. I sometimes see images when I hear lyrics, pictures or movies in my head. Sometimes I relate it to stories. My interpretation of the songs and lyrics are probably nothing like their original intent.

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Both Sides Now

When a fellow writer asked for 365 days worth of prompts, I thought of my Sing Along section and all the stuff that I’ve been influenced by or thought about writing something for. Now that I’m going to be adding to the Kabobble’s Choice section daily, I figured that I should use my own prompts as well. It’ll be interesting to see how one set of lyrics influences two different people.

The set I gave her was this one:

I’ve looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
It’s love’s illusions I recall
I really don’t know love at all

Me, of course, I ended up taking in a lot more than that by looking at the lyrics again and listening to the song on repeat.

So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way

Read the fic here.

Kabobbles Sing Along is just what I think when I hear songs. I sometimes see images when I hear lyrics, pictures or movies in my head. Sometimes I relate it to stories. My interpretation of the songs and lyrics are probably nothing like their original intent.

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Ordinary Day

This song has kind of gone through that overplaying stage where I got so sick of it being on all the time that I deliberately forgot it. Don’t get me wrong, I like it. It was just on all the time and even the songs I like get old after that much repetition.

Still, as it played on Pandora, I couldn’t help thinking of Thyme and Whim.

When Thyme meets him, she’s doing that daily grind thing. She’s job hunting. It’s an ordinary day, just like the lyrics.

Just a day,
Just an ordinary day.
Just trying to get by.

Thyme becomes the catalyst by which Whim finds his own path, with her help and advice and even meddling, she gets him to break free of the rules that he thought he had to live by, freeing him for a future that is limitless. At one point, though, she tells him, “If you really think that the only way you can live is by someone’s wishes, find someone new to wish for you.” He asks if that’s her.

And as I looked up into those eyes
His vision borrows mine.
And I know he’s no stranger,
For I feel I’ve held him for all of time.

In the light of her name being Thyme, this part is almost funny.

Touch the stars for time will not flee.
Time will not flee.

Of course, Whim isn’t ordinary, so that doesn’t fit, but what does fit is how well this goes with the concept behind the cover art.

Don’t you see all your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand.

For more on that, though, see the Kabobbles on Art piece about the cover.

Kabobbles Sing Along is just what I think when I hear songs. I sometimes see images when I hear lyrics, pictures or movies in my head. Sometimes I relate it to stories. My interpretation of the songs and lyrics are probably nothing like their original intent.

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Arms

This is another one of those songs that pretty much every lyric fits the character.

This song is Stasia. After all she went through, she got closed off, afraid, and right near the conclusion, she sounds very much like this, with sentiments almost the same as these:

I can’t decide if I’ll let you save my life, or if I’ll drown.

And…

I tried my best to never let you in to see the truth, and I’ve never opened up…
And…

The world is coming down on me, and I can’t find a reason to be loved.

Some of those thoughts carry into the second novel to feature her.

Admittedly, the video doesn’t suggest anything like the book, but the lyrics are what matters.

This might fit the sequel I’m working on.

I hope that you see right through my walls
I hope that you catch me, ’cause I’m already falling
I’ll never let a love get so close

It might fit more stories, too. 😛

Okay, yeah, it fits the sequel but also the first one. Funny how that goes.

And this part is just a wonderful sentiment, really:

You put your arms around me, and I’m home.

Kabobbles Sing Along is just what I think when I hear songs. I sometimes see images when I hear lyrics, pictures or movies in my head. Sometimes I relate it to stories. My interpretation of the songs and lyrics are probably nothing like their original intent.

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These Latter Days

This song seems very fitting for life in general these days.

Perhaps even for all the memories that reviving an old story can have.

What a beautiful piece of heartache this has all turned out to be.

They’ve taken their toll, these latter days.

Kabobbles Sing Along is just what I think when I hear songs. I sometimes see images when I hear lyrics, pictures or movies in my head. Sometimes I relate it to stories. My interpretation of the songs and lyrics are probably nothing like their original intent.