A/N: Hey guys! Sorry I haven't posted in a while, but I've been powering through my freshman year of college and completing NaNoWriMo, so things have gotten pretty crazy. However, it's Christmas break now and I've got a multi-chapter in the works that's already several chapters long. Hopefully I can work on that and actually get a concrete plot so I can start posting. But in the meantime, here's a quick little play on lyrics I wrote a while back. Enjoy! -GretchenMaurice (PS I own nothing.)
"Loathing" Medley
G(a)linda in italics, Elphaba in bold
("Loathing" – Original tune)
What is this feeling, so sudden and new?
I felt the moment I laid eyes on you
My pulse is rushing…
My head is reeling…
My face is flushing
What is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame, does it have a name?
Yes!
Loathing
Unadulterated loathing
For your face
Your voice
Your clothing
Let's just say—I loathe it all!
Every little trait, however small
Makes my very flesh begin to crawl
With simple utter loathing
There's a strange exhilaration
In such total detestation
It's so pure, so strong!
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And I will be loathing, loathing you
My whole life long!
("Loving" – A little slower than the original, with more emotion and a particular focus on harmonies)
What is this feeling, so sudden and new?
I feel it now as I lay eyes on you
My pulse is rushing…
My head is reeling…
My face is flushing
What is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame, does it have a name?
Yes!
Loving
Unadulterated loving
For your wit
Your laugh
Your hugging
Let's just say—I love it all!
Every little trait, however small
Sends me down a dangerous free fall
With simple utter loving
There's a strange exhilaration
Such total infatuation
It's so pure, so strong!
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And I will be loving, loving you
My whole life long!
("Mourning" – Far slower and softer)
What is this feeling, so crushing and new?
I feel this moment alone without you
My pulse is rushing…
My head is reeling…
My face is flushing
What is this feeling?
I'll never be the same, does it have a name?
Yes.
Mourning
Unadulterated mourning
For your face
Your voice
Even your scorning
Let's just say—I miss it all
Every little trait, however small
Do you see my world begin to fall?
With simple utter mourning
There's no kind of explanation
In such total devastation
It's so pure, so strong
Though I do regret what's in the past
Still I thought that you and I could last
But I will be mourning, mourning you
My whole life long