Post by Jenna Jones on Nov 15, 2016 11:02:45 GMT -5
Walking into the maintenance area with her guitar in hand, she saw that everyone was gone for the night. A smile was over her face as she walked over to one of the tundra's that was inside the massive room and hopped into the bed of it. With the strap over her neck and shoulder, the Guitar laid flush across his flat toned stomach. Thinking for a bit, she was thinking of a song that fits the atmosphere. Tamara and herself had returned from Yankee stadium from rescuing a Lady named Julie and a girl who's name was Bailey. Though Tamara did all the talking, Jenna stayed on Guard duty so that nothing came up on them all around the perimeter. The red hair woman was known for playing and singing songs. She had worked at a Music store and read music sheets just for the run of it. Everyone loved her playing and singing, it brought they're spirits up when she did so. But tonight, she didn't have anyone listening to her. So choosing a song was a bit hard for her to do so since she always played on request by the band and song. Putting her hands to it, she began to strum the strings of her guitar to an old Metallica song. One that gotten her through high school when she was beaten by her one Ex-boyfriend. Her words came out strong as she didn't need to be quiet down here in the room. The song was No Leaf Clover. What she didn't know was that there was someone in the room snooping around.
"And it feels right this time
On this crash course with the big time
Pay no mind to the distant thunder
New day fills his head with wonder, boy....
Says it feels right this time
Turned it 'round and found the right line
Good day to be alive Sir
Good day to be alive, he said.....
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just the freight train coming your way
Don't it feel right like this
All the pieces fall to his wish
Sucker for that quick reward boy
Sucker for that quick reward they said.....
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just the freight train coming your way......
It's coming your way
It's coming your way......
Here comes
Yeah, Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way.... Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah"
When she was done with the song, she leaned against the cab of the truck and looked around smiling a bit. A great day to be alive. Eyes scanning around, she was thinking of what next to play. With her revolver on her hip and her knives in her back pockets, she began to get that feeling now that someone heard her. Shrugging her shoulders, she began to strum a soft melody on the guitar.
"And it feels right this time
On this crash course with the big time
Pay no mind to the distant thunder
New day fills his head with wonder, boy....
Says it feels right this time
Turned it 'round and found the right line
Good day to be alive Sir
Good day to be alive, he said.....
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just the freight train coming your way
Don't it feel right like this
All the pieces fall to his wish
Sucker for that quick reward boy
Sucker for that quick reward they said.....
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just the freight train coming your way......
It's coming your way
It's coming your way......
Here comes
Yeah, Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way.... Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah"
When she was done with the song, she leaned against the cab of the truck and looked around smiling a bit. A great day to be alive. Eyes scanning around, she was thinking of what next to play. With her revolver on her hip and her knives in her back pockets, she began to get that feeling now that someone heard her. Shrugging her shoulders, she began to strum a soft melody on the guitar.