Types: Filk, Erika, Largo
Editor's Note: for the "Circuity" omake

Push It Back
A filk of "Paint It Black" by The Rolling Stones

I feel the wind blow and I want to push it back
It's coming o'er the wall, I want it sent right back
My buddy tells me that, oh it just can't be done
But I made a promise to her, this war will be won

The blades are turning and in time they'll push right back
The chill of winter, forced back down its icy track
Boreas threatens with his breath of frosty white
If he dares come here then it's me he'll have to fight

I lost my love today but I will have her back
I feel that wind blow, how I yearn to push it back
Against nature's dominance I'm gonna slash and hack
With my will and windmills, launch a countering attack

My resolve set, I know just what I'm going to do
Heaven is naught but hell if I am without you
If I put all my heart into this single goal
Maybe then I'll find a way to heal my tortured soul

I feel the wind blow and I want to push it back
It's coming o'er the wall, I want it sent right back
My buddy tells me that, oh it just can't be done
But I made a promise to her, this war will be won

Oh, oh, oh…

I swear I'm gonna push it, push it back
Back so far, back it goes
I'm gonna rend the wind, rip it out of the sky
I wanna be the one, to push, push it, push it back
Yeah!

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Paint It Black
The Rolling Stones

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they''re all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens ev'ry day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door, I must have it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the settin' sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

Hmm, hmm, hmm,...

I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah!

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