pine

Yeah, I gave into the urge last week, and I've been fighting off filk ever since ("Tom Bombadil" to "Come As You Are" might be—arrgh, stop it!).

I actually rejected another failk today, but that was just because it was too apt, there were no words that needed changing:

Do the new things you know
Bring you happiness now?
I don't know;
But I hope so.

If I've been unkind,
I hope you don't mind.
I don't know;
But I hope so.

The melody we hear,
The melody we fear,
Is only August's Ogas song.

The original can be heard on Myspace. I suppose I could do the second verse, but I'm in Vegas right now, so it'll have to wait.