You'll be there with me when the timer ONGs As we await the newpix You'll forget the sun in his Outside sky As we Wait for frames of Time. So we Blitz the Thread, free of heresy And seeing every newpix; And the thread it grows fifty thousand posts While we Wait for frames of Time. Will you wait with me, will you read my posts For each upcoming newpix We're the Hatted Ones, we're the Timewaiters We must Wait for frames of Time! I never made promises lightly And there have been some that I've broken But I swear, in the days still left I will wait for frames of Time I will wait for frames of Time. Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo. Now the end has come to those carefree days Of waiting for the newpix See the OTTers run, as the sun goes down Upon the frames of Time I never made promises lightly And there have been some that I've broken But I swear in the days still left I will wait in the Thread of Time I will wait in the Thread of Time! You'll remember us, when the hour strikes And it's the time for newpix Don't forget the ONG, or the OTT As we pass through frames of time As we pass through frames of Time.
Posted on 2013-08-01 16:32 by taixzo.
The words come out and I can't be saved Tides that I tried to race against Have brought me down upon my knees Oh I beg, I beg and plead, singing Can't come out of things unsaid Post a pic all color-ed and a New song that can't be named A molpy's waiting to be tamed, singing You are You are Confusion never stops Closing walls and ticking clocks Gonna come back and read me home I could not stop that you now know, singing Pour out upon my seas Cursed missed opportunities Am I a part of the thread? Or am I trapped in "Outsidese"? Singing You are, you are, you are You are, you are, you are And nothing else compares Oh nothing else compares And nothing else compares You are You are Time, time where I wanted to go Time, time where I wanted to go Time, time where I wanted to go Time, time where I wanted to go
Posted on 2013-08-01 16:34 by airdrik.
I once had a thread, or should I say, it once had me... It showed me some posts; Aren't they all good, like WOWtree wood? They asked me to stay and they told me to post anywhere, So I looked around and I created my own things to share. I joked and I hugged, talking 'bout Time, and it was so fine. With frames that were new: things to be read, 'til coma in bed. I loved all the filks, the stories, the pictures, and graphs. The humor, the science, the fine arts, and even the math! And then I awoke, I was alone -- the comic had flown, But still I'll remember: Wasn't it good, like WOWtree wood?
Posted on 2013-08-01 17:29 by StratPlayer.