Bully
07 – Beauty of Speed Tori Amos
We climbed through the canopy
Only to find a crack in our gauge
The last thing a look you gave
And then we tumbled out of control
I tried to strike a deal with
The universe me and my
Deals with the universe
Smacked up side of the head
With the harsh of daylight
So simple last evening
The beauty of speed
Afraid we've been changing
In a way I wasn't loving
Feel those colours changing
The beauty of speed
I'm coming back for more
Out of a black and white world
Past a shooting star
The beauty of speed
See the colours changing
Even still I was built
To tolerate your temperature
It fluctuates so I must break
Through the bleak of winter
Through your latest barrier
Your latest barrier
Smacked up side of the head
With the harsh of daylight
So simple last evening
The beauty of speed
Afraid we've been changing
In a way I wasn't loving
Feel those colours changing
The beauty of speed
I'm coming' back for more
Out of my black and white world
Past a shooting star
The beauty of speed
See the colours changing
See the colours changing
See the colours changing
Baby changing I see
Afraid we've been changing
In a way I wasn't loving
Feel these colours changing
The beauty of speed
The fight was over with horribly fast, bright and sharp and finished. Jimmy's face hurt, blood bubbled behind his teeth with metallic heat, but instead of hitting back he just staggered and let himself turn away. He turned the other cheek, like he had never done before really with Gary.
"Just stay away from me, Gary," he growled, and stormed from the dorm room. The autumn air outside was brilliant, cold and sharp, and it hit him again almost as hard as Gary's fist against his cheek. The world was coloured in orange and silver – frost on the ground, grey in the sky, trees fluttering in the breeze and letting their crumpled leaves dance to the ground.
It was like things had opened up in his head. Jimmy stood in the air and breathed in and breathed out. They had fallen into madness, him and Gary, or maybe Gary had already been there and had pulled him in. His mind had been full of craziness, but the rush of the cold air and the bright sky had given him some kind of calm. And it was nice.