Oh, Mister.

YOU MAKE ME A GHOST : a post-Reichenbach Sherlock fanmix

told with an alternating point of view :  indicated on the tracks by “SH” or “JW”

( it is a Sherlock/John mix ; even songs from one pov may be directed towards the other )

music includes Florence + the Machine, Emiliana Torrini, Armor for Sleep, and more

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JW : Emiliana Torrini, “Bleeder”

You’re a man as humble as a hope

lay with me

closer to my body

When things go wrong

you find out you’re a bleeder

Mm, when things go wrong

you find you’re a believer

 

SH : Florence + the Machine, “All This and Heaven Too”

And the heart is hard to translate

it has a language of its own

it talks and turns and courts sighs and present proclamations

in the grand days of great men and the smallest of gestures

and short shallow gasps

But with all my education I can’t seem to command it

and the words are all skipping and coming back all damaged

and I will put them back in poetry if I only knew how

I can’t seem to understand it

 

SH : Armor for Sleep, “Awkward Last Words”

We’re out of time and I can’t breathe

I told you not to believe in me

cos all I do is push you far away from me

all I do is push you far away from me

 

JW : Silversun Pickups, “The Royal We”

You said you believe but believing won’t fly

right before you hit your prime

that’s when we fell in love, but not for the first time

And when it’s all over and you open your eyes

and it still won’t turn on inside

and you’ll be lying by a note on the floor side

 

JW : Emiliana Torrini, “Beggar’s Prayer”

But the shockwaves on my bones will linger

like the ghost of you here in my bed

When I was lost you thought me a beautiful find

sometimes I think of you sleeping, so sleep for a while

I find myself asking who’d do this to love

and the white shouldered mountains, they pointed above

Lord, you just dropped me here by the side of this road

out here it’s too cold and I don’t want to walk it alone

 

SH : The Hush Sound, “Not Your Concern”

I am not your concern, the world will still turn

when I’m not around

Rely on my and you’ll fall … back’s up to the wall

Someone let me out

 

JW : Florence + the Machine, “No Light, No Light”

You are the hole in my head

You are the space in my bed

You are the silence in between what I thought

and what I said

You are the night-time fear

You are the morning when it’s clear

When it’s over you’ll start

You’re my head

You’re my heart

No light, no light in your bright blue eyes

I never knew daylight could be so violent

A revelation in the light of day:

You can’t choose what stays and what fades away

And I’d do anything to make you stay

no light, no light

no light

tell me what you want me to say

 

SH : Shiny Toy Guns, “Sky Fell Over Me”

I can’t help but say

that I love you — I love you

I’m not around, but

please don’t think the world

has taken the best

of you or me

I know the love that’s in your eyes

was there when the sky fell over me

 

SH : Ingrid Michaelson, “Ghost”

Do you remember when the walls fell?

Do you remember the sound that the door made when you closed it on me?

Do you know that I went down to the ground

landed on both my broken heart and knees?

I didn’t even cry

because pieces of me had already died

I’m a ghost, haunting these halls

climbing up walls that I never knew were there

and I’m lost

broken down the middle of my heart, heart

I’m broken down the middle of my heart, heart, heart

You know you make me a ghost

You make me a ghost

 

SH : Armor for Sleep, “The Way Out Is Broken”

On my way out of the dreams I’ve made

I’m on my way, I’m seeing I was always destined to be

predictable and alone

predictable and alone for the long run

You should be thankful that I’m getting on a train

that’s heading straight out of your life again

Maybe I’m the champion of being alone

 

JW : A Fine Frenzy, “Last of Days”

The world carries on without you

but nothing remains the same

I’ll be lost without you

until the last of days

 

SH : Emiliana Torrini, “At Least It Was”

I thought I saw you on the train

I hid behind some men

I had never seen you look so good

I’m glad you’re doing well

[…] Ungraceful as I am in loving

and leaving I’m the same

It’s way too late to say I’m sorry

but I’ll say it anyway

And when the day falls

I guess it was love

and when the day forwards

at least it was

 

JW : OS, “New Life”

I got your message in the mail

it said I’m glad you’re doing well

out there in your new life

It’s not a new life

it’s the same old one

but different