Sarah McLachlan is not only the most gifted musical goddess ever to entrance listeners with her heavenly ballads. (can you tell I'm a little bit of a Sarah fan? ;-) Many of her songs, intricately layered in themselves, perfectly echo Mulder and Scully's relationship. Some even refer to a specific moment of the show. Sarah's songs speak of unspoken love, angst, enigma, and fear. They say the words Mulder and Scully feel...but fear to reveal.
Possession
"Possession" is a stream of Mulder and Scully's thoughts and wishes about themselves and each other.
Mulder: Listen as the wind blows from across the great divide
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Mulder: Through this world I've stumbled so many times betrayed
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Mulder: Into this night I wander, it's morning that I dread
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Fumbling Towards Ecstasy
Imagine "Fumbling Towards Ecstasy" playing during the hallway scene of "The X-Files: Fight the Future". Mulder and Scully gazing into each others' eyes, arms wound about each other, caressing faces, hair. They lean towards each other, dipping their heads in anticipation. They have shed their barricades and are emotionally naked. Wordlessly, they confess their love.
All the fear has left me now
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Companion to our demons
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Peace in the struggle to find peace
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Building A Mystery
Mulder the man is described here. Lonely, imposing solitude on himself, obsessed, eccentric, yet gentle.
You come out of night
You live in a church
You're so beautiful
'Cause you're working
You woke up screaming aloud
You're so beautiful
'Cause you're working
(repeat)
Yeah you're working
(repeat)
You're building a mystery
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I Love You
Mulder and Scully are in love. They breathe, exist solely for each other. Love.....unspoken, yet felt in the core of the soul, the bearer unable to express it.
I have a smile stretched from ear to ear
We meet at the lights
It's just you and me on this island of hope
Oh and every time I'm close to you
And I forgot to tell you I love you
Oh and every time I'm close to you
And I forgot to tell you I love you
Voices trapped in yearning, memories trapped in time
The night is my companion and solitude my guide
Would I spend forever here and not be satisfied
Mulder is haunted by old memories and his endless search for the truth. For many years, he has lived alone in emotional darkness. He is often frustrated and angry about his lack of answers and need for fulfillment.
Scully:
And I would be the one to hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away
And after I'd wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes dear
Scully is Mulder's anchor to reality and sanity. She loves him like no other and has grown to share Mulder's pain.
Trying to find an honest word, to find the truth enslaved
Mulder has been led on wild goose chases, tricked, and used in his search for the truth.
Scully:Oh you speak to me in riddles and you speak to me in rhyme
Sometimes Mulder's wild theories and lack of rationalism confound Scully. She wants to help him, but at the same time needs a clear goal and direction.
Mulder: My body aches to breathe your breath, your words keep me alive
Mulder is undeniably attracted to Scully, his lifeline. Her common sense and caring have saved his life countless times.
Another day of knowing of the path I fear to tread
Mulder longs for Scully, but is afraid to tell her.
Oh into the sea of waking dreams I follow without pride
Nothing stands between us here and I won't be denied
He continues on his forays into the paranormal, consumed by his quest for the truth and passion for Scully.
I'm not frightened anymore
It's my hear that pounds beneath my flesh
It's my mouth that pushes out this breath
And if I shed a tear I won't cage it
I won't fear love
And if I feel a rage I won't deny it
I won't fear love
They will dance and we will play
With chairs candles and clothes
Making darkness in the day
It will be easy to look in or out
Upstream or down without at thought
Comfort on the way to comfort
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That's when the energy comes
And dark sides light
And the vampires roam
You strut your rasta wear
And your suicide poem
And a cross from the faith
That died before Jesus came
You're building a mystery
Where you sleep with voodoo dolls
And you won't give up the search
For the ghosts in the halls
You wear sandals in the snow
And a smile that won't wash away
Can you look out the window
Without your shadow getting in the way
With an edge and a charm
And so careful when I'm in your arms
Building a mystery
Holding on and holding it in
Yeah you're working
Building a mystery
And choosing so carefully
A prayer from your secret god
You feed off our fears
And hold back your tears
Oh you give us a tantrum
And a know it all grin
Just when we need one
When the evenings thin
A beautiful f***** up man
You're setting up your razor wire shrine
Building a mystery
Holding on and holding it in
Yeah you're working
Building a mystery
And choosing so carefully
Building a mystery
Holding on and holding it in
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to see you walking down the road
I stare for a while
the world around disappears
a breath between us could be miles
Let me surround you
my sea to your shore
Let me be the calm you seek
there's too much I can't say
and you just walk away
And the night's too long
and cold here without you
I grieve in my condition
for I cannot find the words to say I need you so
there's too much I can't say
and you just walk away
And the night's too long
and cold here without you
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