Varietas delectat

There is an uncanny beauty in constructing a post based on song lyrics. It's as if you had a perfect framework of music and wording that cries out for something more. Something more coherent, something more literary, something more... fun.

I know Massive Attack is an overused thing lately on the blog and on other social media platforms. I know you have read something similar (see the Roxanne post) not long ago. Still, Dissolved girl just asks to be transformed. Listen, read the lyrics, then read this. The original lyrics are in italics.

Shame, such a shame. I think I kind of lost myself again. Has it happened once, it will happen twice and so on. Shame, such a shame! It all came with a prompt warning notice yet I acted as if I was unprepared.
Day, yesterday, won't matter. Not a question of 'when' but 'why'.
Really should be leaving but I stay. I stay, I know that it will happen, but I stay. It's already happening and yet I stay.
Say, say my name. You seem to forget my name! I'm not asking for much, not asking for more. Just say my name. You know,
I need a little love to ease the pain. It's not much to demand. See,
I need a little love to ease the pain.
It's easy to remember when it came, remembering your words feels always easy and is never in vain...

'Cause it feels like I've been here before, same motions, the same kiss, the same words, it's like
I've been here before. It has happened yesterday, and it's clear that
You are not my savior, not the one I'm looking for, the yesterday I'm trying to let go.
But I still don't go, I can't go.

Feels like something
That I've done before, the motions and the smiles, the cherish and the care, all happened before.
I could fake it, I know it too well how to do so.
But I still want more, is it different then?

Fade, made to fade, the past does it all the way. I've seen that happen and you are no different here.
Passion's overrated anyway, you need it, you get it; still I want you, I beg you to
Say, say my name
I need a little love to ease the pain, I told you it's not much, just
I need a little love to ease the pain, your words sooth me and are never in vain.
It's easy to remember when it came, when you came, and said what you said.

'Cause it feels like I've been here before, same motions, the same kiss, the same words, it's like
I've been here before. It has happened yesterday, and it's clear that
You are not my savior, not the one I'm looking for, the yesterday I'm trying to let go.
But I still don't go, oh, I can't go.

I feel live something
That I've done before
I could fake it
But I still want more, oh.

It has happened before, I've been here before and yet I have to confess,

I want more,

Hell I do want more.