#in between days

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔲𝔯𝔢 - ℑ𝔫 𝔅𝔢𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔇𝔞𝔶𝔰

[retrotunes]

THE CURE | In Between Days

[cosmonautroger]

The Cure, In Between Days

[a-night-like--this]

“In Between Days” video shoot, 1985

[mustelidsinlove]

In Between Days by orphan_account

Wherein book 7 is completely ignored because wars don’t tend to happen so quickly; Percy Weasley runs a safehouse [because that’s as close to administrative work as you can get in a war], and everyone gets a chance to play minor character bingo. Get your cards and markers ready!

“We really are sorry,” Fred says as Percy walks through the sitting room. “But you’re our brother.” It makes Percy pause. “And you’re mine. And I’m older.” “You outrank us,” Fred says. “Got it.” // “How does that work?” George asks. “Magic,” Percy deadpans. // “Haven’t been sleeping,” he answers blandly. “You, on the other hand, are the picture of health, despite having walked into—and this is just a broad guess—several walls and a lamp post.” // “Yes.” Molly breathes deep and puts her hands on her hips. “You’ll leave in two days; we have to send word ahead, of course.” Her tone is crisp and unassailable. She puts her hands on Percy’s shoulders before walking around him and poking Draco in the chest. “Sit up straight,” she barks. Draco remains slouched, but Molly is out of the room and doesn’t see it. “Well,” Arthur says into the silence, “that went rather smoothly.” “You know she’s crying in the other room, right?” Draco asks. He raises his eyebrows when Arthur and Percy both glare at him. “Just making sure.”

Art: Head of an Apostle, Melozzo da Forlì, c. 1480

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[picspammer]

Yesterday I got so old I felt like I could die

[sarcopod]

[madc0w]

Reimagining The Cure: But it's Shoegaze

[nightisthenotion]

The Cure - In Between Days (1985)

[my-chaos-radio]

Release: July 15, 1985

Lyrics:

Yesterday I got so old

I felt like I could die

Yesterday I got so old

It made me want to cry

Go on, go on, just walk away

Go on, go on, your choice is made

Go on, go on, and disappear

Go on, go on away from here

And I know I was wrong

When I said it was true

That it couldn't be me and be her

In between without you

Without you

Yesterday I got so scared

I shivered like a child

Yesterday away from you

It froze me deep inside

Come back, come back

Don't walk away

Come back, come back

Come back today

Come back, come back

What can't you see?

Come back, come back

Come back to me

And I know I was wrong

When I said it was true

That it couldn't be me and be her

In between without you

Without you

Without you

Without you

Songwriter: Robert James Smith

Without you, without you

Without you, without you

SongFacts:

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The Cure

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔲𝔯𝔢 - ℑ𝔫 𝔅𝔢𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔇𝔞𝔶𝔰 (𝔗𝔬𝔭 𝔒𝔣 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔓𝔬𝔭𝔰, յգՑՏ)

[1800ruvibing]

me when i went to the beach that makes you old

[cosmonautroger]

The Cure, In Between Days, 1985

[a-night-like--this]

Photo by Steve Rapport, 1985

(found on Instagram)

[mustelidsinlove]

In Between Days by orphan_account

Wherein book 7 is completely ignored because wars don't tend to happen so quickly; Percy Weasley runs a safehouse [because that's as close to administrative work as you can get in a war], and everyone gets a chance to play minor character bingo. Get your cards and markers ready!

“We really are sorry,” Fred says as Percy walks through the sitting room. “But you’re our brother.” It makes Percy pause. “And you’re mine. And I’m older.” “You outrank us,” Fred says. “Got it.” // “How does that work?” George asks. “Magic,” Percy deadpans. // “Haven’t been sleeping,” he answers blandly. “You, on the other hand, are the picture of health, despite having walked into—and this is just a broad guess—several walls and a lamp post.” // “Yes.” Molly breathes deep and puts her hands on her hips. “You’ll leave in two days; we have to send word ahead, of course.” Her tone is crisp and unassailable. She puts her hands on Percy’s shoulders before walking around him and poking Draco in the chest. “Sit up straight,” she barks. Draco remains slouched, but Molly is out of the room and doesn’t see it. “Well,” Arthur says into the silence, “that went rather smoothly.” “You know she’s crying in the other room, right?” Draco asks. He raises his eyebrows when Arthur and Percy both glare at him. “Just making sure.”

Art: Head of an Apostle, Melozzo da Forlì, c. 1480

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[976-e-v-i-l]

go on, go on, just walk away. go on, go on, your choice is made.