Beyond The Morning
Beyond The Morning
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Beyond
the Morning (formerly known as Salvation)
Disclaimer: Not mine, all JK?s.
Rating: R
Author?s notes: Snape/Hermione. Eventually.
This has not yet been proofread, so forgive me for any and all errors. Any
offers to beta would be very much welcomed.
The title is taken from the passages below,
written by Paolo Hewitt. It can be found on the jacket of the Oasis record
(What?s the Story) Morning Glory? Copyright 1995 by Creatiocordcords Limited
and distributed by Sony Music.
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Coming down off the nova somewhnearnear the
boiled egg that is the Royal Albert Hall, we watch Paul?s sun crossed with
John?s star and hold ice cream hands. Someone slipped on a cassette as the one
you wanted left with someone else but somehow it was cool because as the music
filled the shadows, you heard a sound that was a million miles from fakery and
a step away from you heart.
Just like it always did, this sound puts
the swagger back into your step, the rush into your blood but somehow, and I
don?t know how, they had become deeper, wider, soulful, better at their craft,
inspired by so many things like a world that is tilting who knows where and the
applause they always knew was theirs but waited so impatiently to receive.
Words cut you from all angles backed up by a monumental sound that rises high,
high and high to crash against your shore and then changes majestically to
soothe the wounds inside.
As you are dragged inside on this abandon,
you hear a council estate singing its heart out, you hear the clink of loose
change that is never enough to buy what you need, boredom and poverty, hours
spent with a burnt out guitar, dirty pubs and cracked up pavements, violence
and love, all rolled into one and now this.
At the end you flip over and start again
because now you are not isolated. They have gone to work so that you can go
home. High above the day turns pink and you feel your feet lift above the
ground as new roads open up in front of you. In this town the jury is always
rigged but the people know. They always know the truth. Believe. Belief.
Beyond. Their Morning Glory.
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