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Claude
Very. I got caught up thinking about your song. I find it really makes the time fly.
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Very. I got caught up thinking about your song. I find it really makes the time fly.
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Claude
Alas, I cannot! That song is engraved on my soul. The lyrics...they echo in my brain, begging to be understood.
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Alas, I cannot! That song is engraved on my soul. The lyrics...they echo in my brain, begging to be understood.
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Claude
Those words represent the cry of a poor soul who died in anguish... Is that it? That's it, isn't it?
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Those words represent the cry of a poor soul who died in anguish... Is that it? That's it, isn't it?
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Claude
In my search for truth, I read up on the old rituals of the eastern regions of Faerghus.
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In my search for truth, I read up on the old rituals of the eastern regions of Faerghus.
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Claude
Those who die with regret are thought to end up in an underworld of sorts. Somewhere cold. Somewhere dark. Somewhere...creepy.
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Those who die with regret are thought to end up in an underworld of sorts. Somewhere cold. Somewhere dark. Somewhere...creepy.
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Claude
To escape from their bitter limbo, they dig their way up through the earth, trying to find the surface... or the light, in other words.
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To escape from their bitter limbo, they dig their way up through the earth, trying to find the surface... or the light, in other words.
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Claude
And so they creep about endlessly in the cold dirt of the underworld, clinging to their hopeless desire... Creepity creep, Annette. Creepity creep.
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And so they creep about endlessly in the cold dirt of the underworld, clinging to their hopeless desire... Creepity creep, Annette. Creepity creep.
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Annette
What? No! You're not even close! It wasn't supposed to be a dark and miserable song at all.
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What? No! You're not even close! It wasn't supposed to be a dark and miserable song at all.
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Claude
Huh. Now that I think about it...the melody and dance didn't really match the weight of the lyrics.
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Huh. Now that I think about it...the melody and dance didn't really match the weight of the lyrics.
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Annette
The lyrics are simply about seeds pushing out of the ground to become sweet, little buds.
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The lyrics are simply about seeds pushing out of the ground to become sweet, little buds.
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Annette
They creep through the dirt until they find the light! The song just describes what it's like to be a budding flower.
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They creep through the dirt until they find the light! The song just describes what it's like to be a budding flower.
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Claude
Damn. That is good stuff. OK, maybe I read too much into it. Actually, now that you've explained, it really is a nice little song.
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Damn. That is good stuff. OK, maybe I read too much into it. Actually, now that you've explained, it really is a nice little song.
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Claude
Not at all. Oh! But that reminds me. I was so inspired by Creepity Creep that I made up some lyrics of my own.
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Not at all. Oh! But that reminds me. I was so inspired by Creepity Creep that I made up some lyrics of my own.
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Claude
I've been nonchalantly carrying them around with me hoping to run into you. Would you mind taking a look?
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I've been nonchalantly carrying them around with me hoping to run into you. Would you mind taking a look?
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Annette
♪Walking with purpose and a steady stride... Lively and bright and full of pride...♪
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♪Walking with purpose and a steady stride... Lively and bright and full of pride...♪
