sur·viv·al
[ser-vahy-vuhl]
noun
1. the act or fact of surviving, especially under adverse or unusual circumstances.
2. a person that survives or endures, especially an ancient custom, observance, belief or the like.
3. an ongoing Sherlock, post-Reichenbach
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Imogen Heap - Hide and Seek
This can't be happening; the sweeping insensitivity of this still life.
(The Fall/Sherlock sits in the bath, consumed by self-loathing.)
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Foster the People - Houdini
Rise above, gonna start the war.
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Frightened Rabbit - The Loneliness and the Scream
Can you see the blood on my sleeve?
(Sherlock kills the assassins and cuts his hand.)
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Marina and the Diamonds - Living Dead
I haven't lived life, I haven't lived love, just a bird's eye view from the sky above.
When I pretend-tend-tend-tend that I have died, died, died, died, died, died.
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A Sadness Runs Through Him - The Hoosiers
People are puppets, held together with string. There's a beautiful sadness that runs through him. Don't look at me with those eyes; I tried to unheave the ties: turn back the time that drew him.
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No Light, No Light - Florence and the Machine
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.
(Mycroft and Sherlock, asleep.)
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Drought - Vienna Teng
And the taste of dried-up hopes in my mouth, and the landscape of merry and desperate drought. How much longer dear angels? Let winter-light come and spread your white sheets over my empty house.
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All Alone - Fun
I fell in love with a wind-up souvenir. How do you cry with inanimate eyes?
(The keyrings.)
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Carry On - Fun
May your past be the sound of your feet upon the ground. So I met up with some friends at the edge of the night, at a bar off 75. I am not the ghost you want of me.
(Sherlock in the bar in Spain.)
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Little Talks - Of Monsters and Men
Some days, I can't even dress myself. It's killing me to see you this way.
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Get Home - Bastille
How am I going to get myself back home?
(Christmas; the tea, the biscuits, and the lack of John.) (To be continued.)