D/C: Once again, I don't own Joss's pals or the songs that are owned by
their respective artists.
"I'm ready to go on," Buffy said, stepping up to the announcer. She browsed through the catalog, looking sure about what she wanted.
"Okay, Buffy's singing... Creed's 'Never Die'?" he shook his head in disbelief.
"Hands on a window pane
Watching some children laugh and play
They're running in circles
With candy canes and French braids
Inspired to question
What makes us grown-ups anyway?
Let's search for the moment
When youth betrayed itself to age
So let the children play
Inside your heart always
And death you will defy
'Cause your youth will never die
Never die
In search for substance
We're clouded by struggle's haze
Remember the meaning
Of playing out in the rain
We swim in the fountain
Of youth's timeless maze
If you drink the water
Your youth will never fade
So let the children play
Inside your heart always
And yet you will defy
That your youth will never die
Never die
I won't let go of that youthful soul
Despite body and mind my youth will never die
So let the children play
Inside your heart always
And death you will defy
'Cause your youth will never die
So let the children play
Inside your heart always
And yet you will defy
That your youth will never die"
She finished her solo and stepped off the stage to applause, the loudest coming from a dark man in a corner. Buffy noticed him.
"Angel? Is that you?" she asked, shocked that he was there.
"News travels fast, and I heard about your little sister," he explained.
"Come and sit with us," Buffy invited.
"You all know Angel, right?" she asked, bringing him to their table.
"Long time, no see," Spike replied.
Angel cast an exaggerated grin his way and re-directed his attention to Buffy.
"So, what happened to Riley?" he enquired.
"Moved away. I think the whole mass slayage thing got to him. Last I heard he got married back home," she replied.
Anya decided she wanted to go next. This should be good.
"I'm ready to go on," Buffy said, stepping up to the announcer. She browsed through the catalog, looking sure about what she wanted.
"Okay, Buffy's singing... Creed's 'Never Die'?" he shook his head in disbelief.
"Hands on a window pane
Watching some children laugh and play
They're running in circles
With candy canes and French braids
Inspired to question
What makes us grown-ups anyway?
Let's search for the moment
When youth betrayed itself to age
So let the children play
Inside your heart always
And death you will defy
'Cause your youth will never die
Never die
In search for substance
We're clouded by struggle's haze
Remember the meaning
Of playing out in the rain
We swim in the fountain
Of youth's timeless maze
If you drink the water
Your youth will never fade
So let the children play
Inside your heart always
And yet you will defy
That your youth will never die
Never die
I won't let go of that youthful soul
Despite body and mind my youth will never die
So let the children play
Inside your heart always
And death you will defy
'Cause your youth will never die
So let the children play
Inside your heart always
And yet you will defy
That your youth will never die"
She finished her solo and stepped off the stage to applause, the loudest coming from a dark man in a corner. Buffy noticed him.
"Angel? Is that you?" she asked, shocked that he was there.
"News travels fast, and I heard about your little sister," he explained.
"Come and sit with us," Buffy invited.
"You all know Angel, right?" she asked, bringing him to their table.
"Long time, no see," Spike replied.
Angel cast an exaggerated grin his way and re-directed his attention to Buffy.
"So, what happened to Riley?" he enquired.
"Moved away. I think the whole mass slayage thing got to him. Last I heard he got married back home," she replied.
Anya decided she wanted to go next. This should be good.
