"I stopped believing, you start to move
(She was like wine turned to water then turned back to wine)
I stopped my leaving and the better man bloomed
(And you can pour us out and we won't mind)

I was dead then alive,
She was like wine turned to water then turned back to wine;
You can pour us out, we won't mind,
As scratch around the mouth of the glass, "Our lives our not our own."

Even the wind lay still,
Our essence was fire and cold and movement, movement...
Oh, if they ask you for the sign of the Father in you,
Tell them it's movement, movement, movement of... hope."
~Paper hanger, Mewithoutyou

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I love their stuff.


so yeah, anyway, i drew this girl at like... 2 am one night, and i really liked how it came out. so i scanned it in and colored it.

all day.

it took me all day. with a couple of breaks.

anyway... i really dont know what it means, interpret it if you want- it would be interesting hearing what you guys have to say. XD

i feel that the lyrics somewhat match it... with the dying and alive birds and water and whatnot. weee

textures from and

i love love how it came out.

ok time for bed. XD