A/N: This takes place during Martin The Warrior, from just before reaching Noonvale, and up until just before Marshank. Martin's POV.
Disclaimer: The Beatles wrote the song, Tommy Quickly performed it July 1963, according to my Beatles Illustrated Lyrics. Brian Jacques owns the characters.
Oh, I forgot a disclaimer on ' A Sea of Troubles' and possibly 'Better Best Forgotten'. Standard. Oh, those two fics happen pretty much at the same time, but I wrote 'Troubles' first, and I wrote 'Forgotten' just after, so I was in the same state of mind. They're not really connected. I'm just hopeless. (This is what comes of uploading at 10pm on a Thursday night.)
Is there anything I've forgotten? R/R!
Mariel Gullwhacker
.Tip Of My Tongue
When I want to speak to you
It sometimes takes a week or two
To think of things I want to say to you
But words just stay on the tip of my tongue
I can never say anything. Why not? It's not because I don't want to say anything. I do. If I could just say it once, without stammering and blushing, I would. But I can't, and I don't know why.
I take weeks to formulate a sentence of what could be construed as intelligent conversation. Then I can't even say it. Wonderful.
When the skies are not so blue
There's nothing left for me to do
Just think of something new to say to you
But words just stay on the tip of my tongue
You were right, it's beautiful in Noonvale. Peaceful and serene, it's amazing how good life is there. So different from what we're trying to destroy.
There's hardly ever a cloudy day now. Why, I wonder? Or maybe it's just me.
I can't think of anything to say to you. My mind is blank. But I only want to say one thing to you, anyway.
People say I'm lonely
Only know that's not true
You know I'm waiting for a chance
To prove my love to you
I wonder what would happen if you died. I think I would go mad. It's too painful a thought to contemplate, and it's not going to happen. I won't let it happen.
I heard one of your friends say that I was a lonely warrior. How could I be lonely when I have you, Grumm, Pallum, and everyone else? It's literally impossible.
I just want you to know that –
Soon enough my time will come
And after all is said and done
I'll marry you and we will live as one
With no more words on the tip of my tongue no more
There, I've said it. I'm not ashamed, far from it! I'm going to tell the world –
I love you.
No words on the tip of my tongue…