{"id":304,"date":"2008-10-20T20:27:53","date_gmt":"2008-10-20T18:27:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fuzzy-fish.com\/wordpress-he\/?p=304"},"modified":"2009-09-27T00:31:48","modified_gmt":"2009-09-26T22:31:48","slug":"midnight-crisis","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.fuzzy-fish.com\/wordpress-he\/archives\/304","title":{"rendered":"Midnight Crisis"},"content":{"rendered":"<div dir=\"ltr\" align=\"left\"><strong>Midnight Crisis<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>Got the idea from a friend, who told me about a dream in which he heard a filk that had a basic idea very similar to this one.<br \/>\nTune: Original.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.fuzzy-fish.com\/Recordings\/MidnightCrisis.mp3\">Recording<\/a><\/p>\n<p>I left the Faery's wide domain<br \/>\nTo roam the fields of mortal planes,<br \/>\nNear stumbled on the body of a fair man sleeping.<br \/>\nHe opened up his eyes &#8211; so blue<br \/>\nMy heart was cleanly split in two.<br \/>\nHis skin was fairest white. I knew I'll soon be weeping.<br \/>\n<!--more--><br \/>\nFor Faery heart is somewhat strange:<br \/>\nNot often subject to quick change,<br \/>\nBut once the heart is changed, it's bound and loathe to roam.<br \/>\nSo if I love, here I must stay.<br \/>\nThough my soul withers with dismay,<br \/>\nBy midnight I'll be bound here with no way back home.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, curse his skin and curse his eyes<br \/>\nThat trapped me in a web of lies.<br \/>\nI am falling headfirst in a midnight crisis.<br \/>\nCurse my heart and curse my hands<br \/>\nThat failed me in the human lands,<br \/>\nBut I shall win myself free of this midnight crisis.<\/p>\n<p>Desperate and quite afraid,<br \/>\nI called upon my father's aid.<br \/>\n&quot;Won't you help your daughter now, beloved father?&quot;<br \/>\nMy father frowned, my father sighed.<br \/>\n&quot;To win you free, this man must die.<br \/>\nDaughter, have you courage to kill your new lover?&quot;<\/p>\n<p>My father cocked his mighty bow.<br \/>\nMy human love was frail and slow:<br \/>\nThe arrow would have pierced his heart, had I not stopped it.<br \/>\nMy father's poisons, quick to act<br \/>\nWould have ensured I could go back:<br \/>\nThe poison was near at his lips when I had dropped it.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, curse that skin and curse those eyes<br \/>\nThat made me care a mortal dies.<br \/>\nThere is little hope now in this midnight crisis.<br \/>\nCurse my heart and curse my hands,<br \/>\nConspiring with a human man:<br \/>\nTime is running out, and it's a midnight crisis.<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Kill him!&quot; said father, rage unveilled.<br \/>\nI made one more attempt, but failed.<br \/>\nI could not end this life, though I might die of trying.<br \/>\n&quot;Oh, father, you must understand:<br \/>\nThough I already miss our lands,<br \/>\nI cannot bear to think of this one mortal dying.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>My father drew back with disgust.<br \/>\n&quot;I fear you must do as you must.<br \/>\nYour childish roaming urges brought this on your head.&quot;<br \/>\nHe left me in the starry field.<br \/>\nI sorely cried: How could I yield<br \/>\nTo this most cruel fate of which I live in dread?<\/p>\n<p>Oh, curse those eyes and curse that skin<br \/>\nThat took me from my home and kin<br \/>\nMy fate in done and sealed in this last midnight crisis.<br \/>\nCurse my hands and curse my heart<br \/>\nWho worked to tear my soul apart.<br \/>\nThe clock is ticking twelve and it's a midnight crisis.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, curse my foolish destiny,<br \/>\nCurse my father who left me,<br \/>\nCurse this wretched human and this midnight crisis! <\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Midnight Crisis Got the idea from a friend, who told me about a dream in which he heard a filk that had a basic idea very similar to this one. Tune: Original. 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