Feeling: Pessimistic
Listening to: Menotti, Black Swan
Reading/Watching: White Oleander

A terrible thought has moved into my mind
Like an unwanted room-mate drunk on wine
It feeds on my happiness, won't pay the rent
I must take proper measures to evict it

A terrible thought has moved into my mind
A giant rat that's nibbling on my pride
It's tearing away my patience and my wit
I must take proper measures set a trap for it

What a terrible thought

I don't care what you've done
I don't care who you've won
I know in the end you'll have your fun
But you can't have it here
And I won't let you steer
You know I don't want you in my mind

I must stay calm you know and I must be clear
It's gonna take a hundred thoughts to make this one disappear
A train like that could travel a soul for years
A terrible thought could have a terribly long career

What minds have you shredded
I bet they regretted
Having ever thought you up
Just look at you shine
Commiting your crimes
You know I don't want you in my mind
'Cause you're breaking my stride

You poisonous vine
You're strangling me inside
You're breaking my stride
You poisonous vine
You're strangling me inside
You're breaking my stride

What a terrible thought...

This is a great song, although it makes for better lyrics than melody. (It's not Edgar Allen, btw... it's Anne Danielewski, a.k.a. Poe.) Makes me think of when I've got Desmond nibbling away at my confidence... although right now, the terrible thought would be my suspicion that maybe, this hoarseness is more than just laryngitis. It's come and gone for so many months now (remember previous times when I'd complain about not being able to talk or sing?)... I'm afraid.

I know nodules aren't necessarily the end of a singing career. Not everyone winds up like Julie Andrews. But they'd put me out of commission for a while. And that, I couldn't stand. The thought that it could be something the regular doctors missed... I shudder to think.

You know I don't want you in my mind... you poisonous vine, you're strangling me inside.

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