Drown Without Inhaling

Time, it took the best of me
And left me with no key
To unlock the chest of remedy
Mother, the pain ain't hurting me
But the love that I feel
When you hold me near
The hopes were high
The choirs were vast
Now my dreams are left to live through you
Red sun rising
Drown without inhaling
Within the dark holds hard
Red sun rising
Curtain falling
Higher than hope, my cure lies
~ "Higher Than Hope" by Nightwish
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Tah dah. This is the first manipulation I've made in a while. I'm a little rusty, but I should get used to it, again, soon.
The song wasn't the inspiration for this. It's a picture that's about not moving/a rut. Sometimes, pretty pictures just pop into my head that I don't always understand but have a meaning relevant to me (like in a dream), and this one, especially the pinwheel, caught my attention. I chose the song, though, because I couldn't think of a good title that reflected the lack of air/wind and the stale unmovingness this picture is supposed to portray, and then I remembered the Nightwish I had just ordered, and, voila, it was named.


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