The End
AN: A friend of mine printed a fic off by Cel called "Two Beds and a Coffee Machine"; which is a Fruits Basket fic to the song of the same title by Savage Garden. The fic is about Tohru leaving the main Sohma house after living there for a year or so after graduation and constantly being abused by Akito. She takes Kisa with her as she too is being abused. Tohru doesn't know where to go and Kisa is still asleep, so it is about Tohru running and finally buying plane tickets to America to escape the brutal Akito. Both the song and the fic are really good, so they inspired me to write this song along the same idea as the originals.
The time is now,
to leave.
Don't look in the mirror,
it will hurt too bad.
Pack your things,
get the little one sleeping.
Put it all in the car,
and drive away.
How can love turn so foul?
How can there be so much pain?
How can life turn so awful?
How can you stand it at all?
The past is hardly a memory,
little more than a dream.
Happiness was turned to pain,
goodness to evil.
Try to look back at the world smiling,
but there is only darkness there now.
Yesterday was bright and lovely,
yet there is no sun to make tomorrow.
How can love turn so foul?
How can there be so much pain?
How can life turn so awful?
How can you stand it at all?
Drive away from the pain and evil,
drive away from the horror.
Take only what you need,
and leave, before he wakes up.
Go to the bank,
get the little there is.
Drive away,
keep on going.
How can love turn so foul?
How can there be so much pain?
How can life turn so awful?
How can you stand it at all?
Try to find a place to stay,
if only for a night.
Try to find a way to live,
away from it all.
But there is food to buy,
and boarding too.
The money will not last,
and you'll have to go back.
How can love turn so foul?
How can there be so much pain?
How can life turn so awful?
How can you stand it at all?
You can't go back,
you can't be found.
You must run away
from the pain and the horror.
But you cannot last alone,
there is no hope.
There is no way for you to last,
and going back you cannot live.
How can love turn so foul?
How can there be so much pain?
How can life turn so awful?
How can you stand it at all?
What hope have you to live,
despair is all there is.
There must be a way,
to escape and to live.
But wait if only you can find it,
the way to escape.
There is hope in the dark,
there is life yet.
How can love turn so foul?
How can there be so much pain?
How can life turn so awful?
How did I not take hope before?