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  • Ask by The SMiths

    Shyness is nice, and
    Shyness can stop you
    From doing all the things in life
    You'd like to

    Shyness is nice, and
    Shyness can stop you
    From doing all the things in life
    You'd like to


    So, if there's something you'd like to try
    If there's something you'd like to try
    ASK ME - I WON'T SAY "NO" - HOW COULD I ?


    Coyness is nice, and
    Coyness can stop you
    From saying all the things in
    Life you'd like to


    So, if there's something you'd like to try
    If there's something you'd like to try
    ASK ME - I WON'T SAY "NO" - HOW COULD I ?


    Spending warm Summer days indoors
    Writing frightening verse
    To a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg


    ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME
    ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME


    Because if it's not Love
    Then it's the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb
    That will bring us together


    Nature is a language - can't you read ?
    Nature is a language - can't you read ?


    SO ... ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME
    ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME


    Because if it's not Love
    Then it's the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb
    That will bring us together


    If it's not Love
    Then it's the Bomb
    Then it's the Bomb
    That will bring us together


    SO ... ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME
    ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME
    Oh, la ...


    The Wrong Band by Tori Amos

    I think it's perfectly clear
    we're in the wrong band
    Ginger is always sincere
    just not to one man
    she called me up and she said
    you know that I'm drowning
    it's the dog trainer again
    he says that he thinks that she needs more hands

    I think it's perfectly clear
    we're in the wrong band
    Senator let's be sincere
    as much as we can
    he called her up and he said
    the new prosecutor soon will be wanting a word
    so she's got a soft spot for heels and spurs
    and there's something believin in her voice again
    said there's something believin
    instead of just leavin

    And she gets her cigars from the sweet fat man
    I think it's perfectly clear
    we're in the wrong band
    Heidi says she'll be sincere
    as much as she can
    I called her up and I said
    you know that I'm drowning
    put on your raincoat again
    cause even the sun's got a price on it
    and there's something believin in her voice again
    said there's something believin
    instead of just leavin

    She said it's time I open my eyes
    don't be afraid to open your eyes
    maybe she's right
    maybe she's right
    maybe she's right
    maybe she's right
    "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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    • ----------------john couger mellencamp



      Crumblin' Down


      Some people ain't no damn good
      You can't trust 'em, you can't love em
      No good deed goes unpunished
      And I don't mind being their whipping boy
      I've had that pleasure for years and years
      No, no I never was a sinner-tell me what else can I do
      Second best is what you get-till you learn to bend these rules
      Time respects no person-what you lift up must fall
      They're waiting outside-to claim my crumblin' walls

      Saw my picture in the paper
      Read the news around my face
      And now some people
      Don't want to treat me the same

      When the walls come tumblin' down
      When the walls come crumblin' crumblin'
      When the walls come tumblin' tumblin' down

      Some people say I'm obnoxious and lazy
      That I'm uneducated and my opinion means nothin'
      But I know I'm a real good dancer
      Don't need to look over my shoulder to see what I'm after
      Everybody's got their problems-ain't no new news here
      I'm the same old trouble you've been having for years
      Don't confuse the problem with the issue, girl,
      'Cause it's perfectly clear

      Just a human desire to have you come near
      Want to put my arms around you
      Feel your breath in my ear
      You can bend me You can break me
      But you better stand clear

      When the walls come tumblin' down
      When the walls come crumblin' crumblin'
      When the walls come tumblin' tumblin' down

      ------------------------------
      Cherry Bomb


      Well I lived on the outskirts of town
      In an eight room farmhouse, baby
      When my brothers and friends were around
      There was always somethin´ doin´
      Had me a couple of real nice girlfriends
      Stopped by to see me every once in a while
      When I think back about those days
      All I can do is sit and smile

      CHORUS:
      That´s when sport was a sport
      And groovin´ was groovin´
      And dancin´ meant everything
      We were young and we were improvin´
      Laughin´ laughin´ with our friends
      Holding hands meant somethin´ baby
      Outside the club "Cherry Bomb"
      Where our hearts were really thumpin´
      Say yeah yeah yeah
      Say yeah yeah yeah

      The winter days they last forever
      And the weekends went by so quick
      We ridin´ around this little country town
      We were goin´ nuts, girl, out in the stick
      One night me with my big mouth
      A couple guys had to put me in my place
      When I see those guys these days
      We just laugh and say
      Remember when

      CHORUS:
      That´s when sport was a sport
      And groovin´ was groovin´
      And dancin´ meant everything
      We were young and we were improvin´
      Laughin´ laughin´ with our friends
      Holding hands meant somethin´ baby
      Outside the club "Cherry Bomb"
      Where our hearts were really thumpin´
      Say yeah yeah yeah
      Say yeah yeah yeah

      Seventeen has turned thirty-five
      I´m surprised that we´re still livin´
      If we´ve done any wrong
      I hope that we´re forgiven
      Got a few kids on my own
      And some days I still don´t know
      What to do
      I hope that they´re not laughtin´ too
      Loud, when they hear me talkin´ like This to you

      CHORUS:
      That´s when sport was a sport
      And groovin´ was groovin´
      And dancin´ meant everything
      We were young and we were improvin´
      Laughin´ laughin´ with our friends
      Holding hands meant so much baby
      Outside the club "Cherry Bomb"
      Where our hearts were really thumpin´
      Say yeah yeah yeah
      Say yeah yeah yeah
      Last edited by boann; April 22, 2002, 09:41.
      "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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      • A SUMMER SONG
        Chad & Jeremy


        Trees swayin' in the summer breeze
        Showin' off their silver leaves
        As we walked by

        Soft kisses on a summer's day
        Laughing all our cares away
        Just you and I

        Sweet sleepy warmth of summer nights
        Gazing at the distant lights
        In the starry sky

        They say that all good things must end some day
        Autumn leaves must fall
        But don't you know that it hurts me so
        To say goodbye to you
        Wish you didn't have to go
        No no no no

        And when the rain
        Beats against my window pane
        I'll think of summer days again
        And dream of you

        They say that all good things must end some day
        Autumn leaves must fall
        But don't you know that it hurts me so
        To say goodbye to you
        Wish you didn't have to go
        No no no no

        And when the rain
        Beats against my window pane
        I'll think of summer days again
        And dream of you
        And dream of you
        Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
        "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
        He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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        • Linkin Park
          "In The End"


          (It starts with)
          One thing / I don’t know why
          It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
          Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme
          To explain in due time
          All I know
          time is a valuable thing
          Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
          Watch it count down to the end of the day
          The clock ticks life away
          It’s so unreal
          Didn’t look out below
          Watch the time go right out the window
          Trying to hold on / but didn’t even know
          Wasted it all just to
          Watch you go
          I kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart
          What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time

          when I tried
          so hard
          And got so far
          But in the end
          It doesn't even matter
          I had to fall
          To lose it all
          But in the end
          It doesn't even matter

          One thing / I don’t know why
          It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
          Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme
          To remind myself how
          I tried so hard
          In spite of the way you were mocking me
          Acting like I was part of your property
          Remembering all the times you fought with me
          I’m surprised it got so (far)
          Things aren’t the way they were before
          You wouldn’t even recognize me anymore
          Not that you knew me back then
          But it all comes back to me
          In the end
          You kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart
          What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time

          when I
          I tried so hard
          And got so far
          But in the end
          It doesn’t even matter
          I had to fall
          To lose it all
          But in the end
          It doesn’t even matter

          I've put my trust in you
          Pushed as far as I can go
          For all this
          There’s only one thing you should know
          I've put my trust in you
          Pushed as far as I can go
          For all this
          There’s only one thing you should know

          I tried so hard
          And got so far
          But in the end
          It doesn’t even matter
          I had to fall
          To lose it all
          But in the end
          It doesn’t even matter
          Last edited by Sprayber; April 23, 2002, 04:23.
          Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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          • Alicia Keys
            Fallin'


            I keep on fallin' in
            And out of love with you
            Sometimes I love you
            Sometimes you make me blue
            Sometimes I feel good
            At times I feel used
            Loving you darling
            Makes me so confused

            I keep on fallin' in and out of love with you
            I never loved someone the way that I love you

            Oh oh oh I never felt this way
            How do you give me so much pleasure
            And cause me so much pain
            Cuz when I think
            I've taken more than would a fool
            I start fallin'
            Back in love with you

            I keep on fallin' in and out of love with you
            I never loved someone the way that I love you

            I, I, I, I'm fallin'
            I, I, I, I'm fallin'
            Fallin', fallin', fallin'
            Fallin'

            I keep on fallin' in and out of love with you
            I never loved someone the way that I love you

            I'm fallin' in and out of love with you
            I never loved someone the way that I love you

            I'm fallin' in and out of love with you
            I never loved someone the way that I love you
            Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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            • Dan Fogelberg
              Home Free (1973)
              Anyway I Love You


              Here's Another Little Song For You.
              I Hope You'll Listen To It Well.
              Means No Different Than The Others Do
              And It Won't Change You I Can Tell.

              Anyway, I Love You
              Everyday I Get More Sure
              Anyway, I Love You
              More And More And More And More
              And More.

              I Have So Much I Can Offer You
              More To Please You With Than Most.
              But Trying To Tie You Down Is Harder
              Than
              Trying To Hold On To A Ghost.

              Chorus

              So If You Ever Feel The Need For Me
              Let It Carry You Along
              Don't Be Shy And Try To Hold It Down
              Cause What You Feel Just Can't Be Wrong.
              "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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              • Uninspired by 8stops7
                Took a drive up the coast for the first time
                Where the cities are few and far between
                Found redemption, the street signs bearing my name
                And direction, the last thing on my mind

                Cuz I fell once again for believing
                And in faith, I began to drive
                I left my home to search for a feeling
                That I'd lost that must have died. I must have died

                I've been feeling uninspired
                Battered and...broken tired C
                uz there's many things I've never learned
                or even decided...What I'm ready to serve

                Falling asleep, the back of my car
                Who'd have believed I could get this far
                Now all of my friends have lost the defense
                Doesn't make much sense...I don't need sense


                --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
                The Becoming by NIN
                i beat my machine
                it's a part of me
                it's inside of me
                i'm stuck in this dream
                it's changing me
                i am becoming

                the me that you know he had some second thoughts
                he's covered with scabs he is broken and sore
                the me that you know he doesn't come around much
                that part of me isn't here anymore

                all pain disappears
                it's the nature of
                of my circuitry
                drowns out all i hear
                there's no escape from this
                my new consciousness

                the me that you know he used to have feelings
                but the blood has stopped pumping and he is left to decay
                the me that you know is now made up of wires
                and even when i'm right with you i'm so far away

                i can try to get away but i've strapped myself in
                i can try to scratch away the sound in my ears
                i can see it killing away all of my bad parts
                i don't want to listen but it's all too clear

                hiding backwards inside of me
                i feel so unafraid
                annie, hold a little tighter
                i might just slip away

                it won't give up it wants me dead
                and goddamn this noise inside my head
                it won't give up it wants me dead
                and goddamn this noise inside my head
                it won't give up it wants me dead
                and goddamn this noise inside my head
                it won't give up it wants me dead
                and goddamn this noise inside my head
                it won't give up it wants me dead
                and goddamn this noise inside my head
                it won't give up it wants me dead
                and goddamn this noise inside my head
                it won't give up it wants me dead
                and goddamn this noise inside my head
                it won't give up it wants me dead
                and goddamn this noise inside my head

                10 miles high by NIN
                i'm getting closer
                i'm getting closer
                i'm getting closer
                i'm getting closer
                all the time

                i'm getting closer
                i'm getting closer
                all the time

                i'm getting closer
                i'm getting closer
                all the time

                i'm getting closer
                i'm getting closer
                i'm getting closer
                i'm getting closer
                i'm getting closer

                i'd tried to get so high

                i made it ten miles high

                i'm gonna get so high

                [my nightmare's everywhere but inside]
                [a living indication]
                [of every situation]
                [but it seems]
                [i got neglected complication]
                [hindered] my salvation
                but i try and i try and i try

                i'm gonna get so high
                you'll never get inside
                i swore i'd never turn into you
                i'm closer
                all the time

                i made it ten miles high
                can't tell my truth from my lies
                i swore to god i would never turn into you
                i'm getting closer
                all the time
                no

                tear it all down
                tear it all down
                tear it all down
                tear it all down
                tear it all down
                tear it all down
                tear it all down
                tear it all down
                tear it all down
                tear it all down
                tear it all
                "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                • Ballad of The Alamo
                  written by Dimitri Tiompkin & P.F. Webster

                  In the southern part of Texas, in the town of San Antone,
                  there's a fortress all in ruin that the weeds have overgrown.
                  You may look in vain for crosses and you'll never see a one,
                  but sometime between the setting and the rising of the sun
                  you can hear a ghostly bugle as the men go marching by;
                  you can hear them as they answer to that roll call in the sky:
                  Colonel Travis, Davy Crockett and a hundred eighty more;
                  Captain Dickenson, Jim Bowie, present and accounted for.

                  Back in 1836, Houston said to Travis,
                  "Get some volunteers and go - fortify the Alamo."
                  Well, the men came from Texas and from old Tennessee,
                  and they joined up with Travis just to fight for the right to be free.

                  Indian scouts with squirrel guns, men with muzzle loaders
                  stood together heel and toe to defend the Alamo.
                  "You may never see your loved ones," Travis told them that day,
                  "those that want to can leave now, those who'll fight to the death, let 'em stay."

                  In the sand he drew a line with his army saber,
                  and out of a hundred eighty five, not a soldier crossed the line.
                  With his banners a-dancin' in the dawn's golden light,
                  Santa Anna came prancin' on a horse that was black as the night.

                  He sent an officer to tell Travis to surrender.
                  Travis answered with a shell and a rousin' rebel yell.
                  Santa Anna turned scarlet; "Play Degüello," he roared,
                  "I will show them no quarter, everyone will be put to the sword."

                  One hundred and eighty five holdin' back five thousand,
                  five days, six days, eight days, ten; Travis held and held again,
                  then he sent for replacements for his wounded and lame,
                  but the troops that were comin' - never came.

                  Twice he charged, then blew recall, and on the fatal third time,
                  Santa Anna breached the wall and he killed them one and all.
                  Now the bugles are silent and there's rust on each sword,
                  and the small band of soldiers lie asleep in the arms of The Lord.

                  In the southern part of Texas, in the town of San Antone,
                  like a statue on his Pinto rides a cowboy all alone,
                  and he sees the cattle grazin' where a century before
                  Santa Anna's guns were blazin' and the cannons used to roar,
                  and his eyes turn sort of misty, and his heart begins to glow,
                  and he takes his hat off slowly to the men of Alamo...
                  to the thirteen days of glory at the seige of Alamo.
                  You're a man- you can be replaced.

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                  • That Kind of Love
                    Alison Krauss

                    Who would sell their soul for love?
                    Or waste one tear on compromise?
                    Should be easy now
                    To know a heart ache in disguise.

                    But the heart rules the mind,
                    And the going gets rough.
                    Pride takes the fall
                    When you find that kind of love.

                    I can't help feeling like a fool
                    Since I lost that place inside
                    Where my heart knew it's way
                    And my soul was ever-wise.

                    Once innocense was lost,
                    There was not faith enough.
                    Still my heart held on
                    When it found that kind of love.

                    Though beauty is rare enough, still, we trust
                    Somehow we'll find it there.
                    With no gaurentee, it seemed to me,
                    At least it should be fair.

                    But if it's only tears and pain,
                    Isn't it still worth the cost?
                    Like some sweet saving grace,
                    Or a river we must cross.

                    If we don't understand
                    What this life is made of
                    We learn the truth
                    When we find that kind of love.

                    'Cause, when innocense is lost,
                    There is not faith enough.
                    We learn the truth
                    When we find that kind love.
                    You're a man- you can be replaced.

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                    • Kisses In The Moonlight
                      George Benson


                      Oh, what a night
                      Now don’t you feel like flyin’
                      Everything’s right
                      You can’t blame me for tryin’

                      Love, look up there
                      The stars are all aligned
                      Now don’t you think it’s time, ho, ho, ho

                      Closer to me
                      I want to feel your breathing permanently
                      ‘Cause darling, I’m not leaving here
                      Till I get what I’ve been waiting for
                      Some twenty-five or more
                      That’s all I need, oh

                      Kisses in the moonlight, sugar
                      That would make this night complete
                      There have got to be
                      Oh, kisses in the moonlight, sugar
                      Fly away with me

                      Most of our days
                      We get so busy runnin’
                      Lost in a maze
                      We’ve got no time for fun and dreams

                      Every now and then
                      A dream is real
                      And this is how it feels, yeah, yeah

                      For once in your life
                      Forget about tomorrow
                      Tonight is the night
                      Our worries seems so far away

                      You’ll hold me in your arms
                      So tenderly
                      I only want a taste
                      Of your sweet, sweet, ooh

                      Oh, kisses in the moonlight, sugar
                      That would make this night complete
                      There have got to be
                      Oh, kisses in the moonlight, sugar
                      Fly away with me
                      Oh, fly away with me

                      Don’t let this night end right now
                      ‘Cause in your arms is where I need to be
                      Oh, oh, oh
                      Yeah, yeah
                      Kisses in the moonlight
                      And you know
                      Oh, oh, oh
                      Ooh

                      Oh, kisses in the moonlight, hey
                      That would make this night complete
                      There have got to be
                      Oh, kisses in the moonlight, sugar
                      Fly away with me

                      Oh, kisses in the moonlight, ho, baby, ho
                      That would make this night complete
                      There have got to be
                      Oh, kisses in the moonlight, sugar
                      Fly away with me

                      Oh, kisses in the moonlight
                      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                      • Don McLean - Vincent

                        Starry, starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
                        Look out on a summer’s day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul
                        Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and daffodils,
                        Catch the breeze and the winter chills
                        In colours on the snowy linen land
                        Now, I understand what you tried to say to me,

                        How you suffered for your sanity,
                        How you tried to set them free
                        They would not listen, they did not know how
                        Perhaps, they’ll listen now

                        Starry, starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze
                        Swirling clouds in violent haze, reflecting Vincent’s eyes that shine of blue,
                        Colours changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
                        Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand
                        Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
                        How you suffered for your sanity,
                        How you tried to set them free
                        They would not listen, they did not know how
                        Perhaps, they’ll listen now

                        For they could not love you but still your love was true
                        And when no hope was left in sight
                        On that starry, starry night,
                        You took your life as lovers often do
                        But, I could have told you, Vincent,
                        This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

                        Starry, starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
                        Frameless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can’t forget
                        Like the strangers that you’ve met
                        The ragged men in ragged clothes,
                        The silver thorn, the bloody rose
                        Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
                        Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,

                        How you suffered for your sanity
                        How you tried to set them free
                        They would not listen
                        They’re not listening still
                        Perhaps, they never will


                        Don McLean - Castles in the Air

                        And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you
                        That I'm tired of Castles in the Air
                        I've got a dream I want the world to share in
                        Castle walls just lead me to despair

                        Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky
                        A dream come true, I'll live there 'til I die
                        I'm asking you, to say my last goodbye
                        The love we knew, ain't worth another try

                        Save me from all the trouble and the pain
                        I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again
                        Tell her the reasons why I can't remain
                        Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain

                        Oh, but how can words express the feel of sunlight
                        In the morning in the hills away from city strife
                        I need a country woman for my wife
                        I'm city born but I love the country life
                        For I can not be part of her Cocktail-Generation Partner's Waltz,
                        Devoid of all romance
                        The music plays and everyone must dance
                        I'm bowing out, I need a second chance

                        Save me from all the trouble and the pain
                        I know I'm weak but I can't face that girl again
                        Tell her the reasons why I can't remain
                        Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain

                        And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you
                        That I'm tired of Castles in the Air
                        I've got a dream I want the world to share in
                        Castle walls just lead me to despair
                        "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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                        • Bleed by COld

                          i'm feeling crossed, take it inside
                          burn up the pain, my thoughts are strange
                          just like the things i used to know
                          just like the tree that fell, i heard it
                          if art is still inside i feel it

                          i wanna bleed show the whoile world all that i have inside
                          (i wanna show you all the pain...)
                          i wanna scream let the blood flow that keeps me alive
                          (i wanna make you feel the same...)

                          take all these strings, they call my veins
                          wrap them around, every ****ing thing
                          presence of people not for me
                          well i must remain in tune forever
                          my love is music life I will marry melody

                          i wanna bleed show the world all that i have inside
                          (i wanna show you all the pain...)
                          i wanna scream let the blood flow that keeps me alive
                          (i wanna make you feel the same...)
                          I said
                          i wanna bleed
                          i wanna feel
                          (show you all the pain...)
                          i wanna scream
                          i wanna feel
                          (make you feel the same...)

                          won't you let me take you for a ride
                          you can stop the world, try to change my mind
                          won't you let me show you how it feels
                          you can stop the world, but you won't change me
                          i need music
                          i need music
                          to set me free
                          to let me bleed
                          "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                          • Utopia
                            by Alanis Morissette

                            we'd gather around all in a room fasten our belts engage in dialogue
                            we'd all slow down rest without guilt not lie without fear disagree sans judgement

                            we would stay and respond and expand and include and allow and forgive and
                            enjoy and evolve and discern and inquire and accept and admit and divulge and
                            open and reach out and speak up

                            This is utopia this is my utopia
                            This is my ideal my end in sight
                            Utopia this is my utopia
                            This is my nirvana
                            My ultimate

                            we'd open our arms we'd all jump in we'd all coast down into safety nets

                            we would share and listen and support and welcome be propelled by passion not
                            invest in outcomes we would breathe and be charmed and amused by difference
                            be gentle and make room for every emotion

                            we'd provide forums we'd all speak out we'd all be heard we'd all feel seen

                            we'd rise post-obstacle more defined more grateful we would heal be humbled
                            and be unstoppable we'd hold close and let go and know when to do which we'd
                            release and disarm and stand up and feel safe

                            this is utopia this is my utopia
                            this is my ideal my end in sight
                            utopia this is my utopia
                            this is my nirvana
                            my ultimate
                            "The issue is there are still many people out there that use religion as a crutch for bigotry and hate. Like Ben."
                            Ben Kenobi: "That means I'm doing something right. "

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                            • Pearl Jam - Last Kiss
                              (originally by Wayne Cochran in '62)


                              Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?
                              The Lord took her away from me.
                              She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good,
                              So I can see my baby when I leave this world.

                              We were out on a date in my daddy's car,
                              We hadn't driven very far.
                              There in the road straight ahead,
                              A car was stalled, the engine was dead.
                              I couldn't stop, so I swerved to the right,
                              I'll never forget the sound that night.
                              The screaming tires, the busting glass,
                              The painful scream that I heard last.

                              Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?
                              The Lord took her away from me.
                              She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good,
                              So I can see my baby when I leave this world.

                              When I woke up, the rain was falling down,
                              There were people standing all around.
                              Something warm flowing through my eyes,
                              But somehow I found my baby that night.
                              I lifted her head, she looked at me and said;
                              "Hold me darling just a little while."
                              I held her close I kissed her - our last kiss,
                              I found the love that I knew I had missed.
                              Well now she's gone even though I hold her tight,
                              I lost my love, my life that night.

                              Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?
                              The Lord took her away from me.
                              She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good,
                              So I can see my baby when I leave this world.
                              Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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                              • Triple Shot Thursday; Gary Lewis and The Playboys

                                Save Your Heart For Me




                                Walk along the lake with someone new
                                Have yourself a summer fling or two
                                But remember I'm in love with you and
                                Save your heart for me

                                When the summer moon is on the rise
                                And you're dancin' under starlit skies
                                Please don't let stars get in your eyes, just
                                Save your heart for me

                                When you're all alone, far away from home
                                Someone's gonna flirt with you-ou
                                I won't think it's wrong if you play along
                                Just don't fall for someone new

                                When the autumn winds begin to blow
                                And the summertime is long ago
                                You'll be in my arms again I know, so
                                Save your heart for me
                                Darlin', save your heart for me



                                Please remember I'm in love with you so
                                Save your heart for me
                                Darlin', save your heart for me
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                                She's Just My Style


                                Ev'ry time I see her she don't even look my way
                                Maybe she will notice me but then what would I say?
                                I would say what's on my mind
                                But the words are hard to find
                                But I'm gonna try to tell her anyway

                                (Don'tcha know that she's) just my style?
                                (Ev'rything about her) drives me wild
                                (Don'tcha know that she's) just my style?
                                (Ev'rything about her) drives me wild
                                (Don'tcha know that she's) fine so fine?

                                Other guys who meet her may not think she's much to see
                                I can't begin to tell you what she always does to me
                                Maybe it's the clothes she wears
                                Or the way she combs her hair
                                Oh that makes me want to tell her that I care

                                (Don'tcha know that she's) just my style?
                                (Ev'rything about her) drives me wild
                                (Don'tcha know that she's) just my style?
                                Ev'rything about her) drives me wild
                                (Don'tcha know that she's) fine so fine?



                                Maybe it's the clothes she wears
                                Or the way she combs her hair
                                Oh that makes me want to tell her that I care

                                (Don'tcha know that she's) just my style?
                                (Ev'rything about her) drives me wild
                                (Don'tcha know that she's) just my style?
                                Ev'rything about her) drives me wild
                                (Don'tcha know that she's) fine so fine?

                                (Don'tcha know that she's) just my style?
                                (Ev'rything about her) drives me wild
                                (Don'tcha know that she's) just my style?
                                Ev'rything about her) drives me wild
                                FADE
                                (Don'tcha know that she's) fine so fine?
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                                THE LOSER (WITH A BROKEN HEART)


                                Have I got the right to call myself a man
                                Or will I go livin' up to my name again?
                                When I get the chance to love I let it pass
                                It's not the first I lost & it won't be the last

                                CHORUS:
                                'Cause I'm a (loser) with a broken heart
                                (Loser) tearin' me apart
                                (Loser) & The Loser is my name

                                When I use my heart just like a stepping stone
                                & when it's torn apart I feel so all alone
                                Feelin' sorry for myself is all I do
                                Things don't ever turn out like I want 'em to

                                (chorus)

                                I'm not asking much from love
                                Not expecting much from love
                                If just once I could win
                                I could fall in love again

                                In the end I know that I will always choose
                                I have only one direction I can choose:
                                Stay & let me treat her like the fool I am
                                Have I got the right to call myself a man?

                                'Cause I'm a (loser) with a broken heart
                                (Loser) tearin' me apart (loser)
                                ...& fade








                                Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                                "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                                He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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