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  • #16
    Tanita Tikaram - Twist in my Sobriety

    All God's children need travelling shoes
    Drive your problems from here
    All good people read good books
    Now your conscience is clear
    I hear you talk girl
    Now your conscience is clear

    In the morning I wipe my brow
    Wipe the miles away
    I like to think I can be so willed
    And never do what you say
    I'll never hear you
    And never do what you say

    Look my eyes are just holograms
    Look your love has drawn red from my hands
    From my hands you know you'll never be
    More than twist in my sobriety
    More than twist in my sobriety
    More than twist in my sobriety

    We just poked a little pie
    For the fun people had at night
    Late at night don't need hostility
    The timid smile and pause to free

    I don't care about their different thoughts
    Different thoughts are good for me
    Up in arms and chaste and whole
    All God's children took their toll

    Look my eyes are just holograms
    Look your love has drawn red from my hands
    From my hands you know you'll never be
    More than twist in my sobriety
    More than twist in my sobriety
    More than twist in my sobriety

    Cup of tea, take time to think, yea
    Time to risk a life, a life, a life
    Sweet and handsome
    Soft and porky
    You pig out 'til you've seen the light
    Pig out 'til you've seen the light

    Half the people read the papers
    Read them good and well
    Pretty people, nervous people
    People have got to sell
    News you have to sell

    Look my eyes are just holograms
    Look your love has drawn red from my hands
    From my hands you know you'll never be
    More than twist in my sobriety
    More than twist in my sobriety
    More than twist in my sobriety
    "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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    • #17
      And of course the obligatory Joni Mitchell song to inaugurate the new thread...

      OK, so sue me

      Joni Mitchell - This Flight Tonight

      Look out the left, the captain said
      The lights down there that's where we'll land
      I saw a falling star burn up
      Above the Las Vegas sands
      It wasn't the one that you gave to me
      That night down south between the trailers
      Not the early one
      That you can wish upon
      Not the northern one
      That guides in the sailors

      Oh starbright starbright
      You've got the lovin' that I like all right
      Turn this crazy bird around
      I shouldn't have got on this flight tonight

      You got the touch so gentle and sweet
      But you've got that look so critical
      Now I can't talk to you baby
      I get so weak
      Sometimes I think love is just mythical
      Up there's a heaven
      Down there's a town
      Blackness everywhere and little lights shine
      Oh blackness blackness dragging me down
      Come on light the candle in this poor heart of mine

      Oh starbright starbright
      You've got the lovin' that I like all right
      Turn this crazy bird around
      I shouldn't hove got on this flight tonight

      I'm drinking sweet champagne
      Got the headphones up high
      Can't numb you out
      Can't drum you out of my mind
      They're playing Goodbye baby, Baby Goodbye
      Ooh ooh love is blind
      Up go the flaps down go the wheels
      I hope you got your heat turned on baby
      I hope they finally fixed your automobile
      I hope it's better when we meet again baby

      Starbright starbright
      You got the lovin' that I like all right
      Turn this crazy bird around
      I shouldn't have got on this flight tonight
      "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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      • #18
        Ôñýðåò

        ÔáîéäéÜñá Øõ÷Þ

        Ëïíäßíï, ¢ìóôåñíôáì Þ Âåñïëßíï,
        Ý÷åéò îå÷Üóåé ðïõ áêñéâþò èÝëåéò íá ðáò.
        ¼óá êé áí Ý÷ù äáíåéêÜ ðéá äå óïõ äßíù,
        íá êáíåßò âüëôåò ìå ôï ìáôæéê ìðáò.

        ÔáîéäéÜñá øõ÷Þ,
        êé áí èÝëù äßðëá óïõ åßíáé äýóêïëï íá ìÝíù,
        Êáéñüò íá äù ôç äéêéÜ ìïõ æùÞ,
        ó' áõôü ôï ôáîßäé äå èá óå ðåñéìÝíù.

        èá øùíéóôþ êáé êÜðïéï âñÜäõ,
        ï,ôé Ý÷ù ìÝóá ìïõ ãéá óÝíá èá ôï óâÞóù,
        Åßíáé ìïíüäñïìïò ï äñüìïò ðïõ '÷åéò ðÜñåé,
        êáé äå óå âëÝðù íá ãõñßæåéò ðßóù.

        ÔáîéäéÜñá øõ÷Þ,
        êé áí èÝëù äßðëá óïõ åßíáé äýóêïëï íá ìÝíù,
        Êáéñüò íá äù ôç äéêéÜ ìïõ æùÞ,
        ó' áõôü ôï ôáîßäé äå èá óå ðåñéìÝíù.

        Ëïíäßíï, ¢ìóôåñíôáì êáé Âåñïëßíï,
        Ý÷åéò îå÷Üóåé ðïõ áêñéâþò èÝëåéò íá ðáò.
        ¼óá êé áí Ý÷ù äáíåéêÜ ðéá äå óïõ äßíù,
        íá êáíåßò âüëôåò ìå ôï ìáôæéê ìðáò.

        ÔáîéäéÜñá øõ÷Þ,
        êé áí èÝëù äßðëá óïõ åßíáé äýóêïëï íá ìÝíù,
        Êáéñüò íá äù ôç äéêéÜ ìïõ æùÞ,
        ó' áõôü ôï ôáîßäé äå èá óå ðåñéìÝíù.

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        • #19
          O Fortuna from Carmina Burana by Orff:

          (latin, with English translation to follow)

          O fortuna, velut tuna statu variabilis,
          semper crescis aut decrescis; vita detestabilis
          nunc obdurat et tunc curat ludo mentis aciem,
          egestatem, potestatem dissolvit ut glaciem.

          Sors immanis et inanis, rota tu volubilis,
          status malus, vana salus semper dissolubilis,
          odumbrata et velata michi quoque niteris;
          nunc per ludum dorsum nudum fero tui sceleris.

          Sors salutis et virtutis michi nunc contraria,
          est affectus et defectus semper in angaria.
          Hac in hora sine mora corde pulsum tangite;
          quod per sortem sternit fortem, mecum omnes pangite!




          O fortune, variable as the moon, you ever wax and wane;
          this detestable life now maltreats us, then grants us our wildest desires;
          it melts both poverty and power like ice.

          Monstrous, meaningless Fate upon your turning wheel,
          both sickness and seeming health you make ever changeable;
          shadowy and veiled in darkness you plot against me
          by trickery, so that my naked back is exposed to your lashes.

          The luck of health and strength is against me now;
          wether I gain or lose is always a tossup.
          Therefore, now without delay come play upon the strings;
          lament with me, all of you, for fortune strikes down the strong man!


          A wonderful secular outlook of life

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          • #20
            Hmmm, I don't know what that song is about paiktis, but it starts with something to do with London, Amsterdam and ?Verolino? Berlin I presume?
            Speaking of Erith:

            "It's not twinned with anywhere, but it does have a suicide pact with Dagenham" - Linda Smith

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            • #21
              Love Hurts
              Nazareth

              Love hurts, Love scars, Love wounds and mars
              Any heart not tough or strong enough
              To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain
              Love is like a cloud, it holds a lot of rain
              Love hurts, Ooo-oo Love hurts

              I'm young, I know, But even so
              I know a thing or two - I learned from you
              I really learned a lot, really learned a lot
              Love is like a flame It burns you when it's hot
              Love hurts, Ooo-oo Love hurts

              Some fools think of happiness, blissfulness, togetherness
              Some fools fool themselves, I guess
              They're not foolin' me
              I know it isn't true I know it isn't true
              Love is just a lie made to make you blue
              Love hurts, Ooo-oo Love hurts

              Solo

              I know it isn't true I know it isn't true
              Love is just a lie made to make you blue
              Love hurts, Ooo-oo Love hurts
              Ooo-oo, Love hurts Ooo-oo
              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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              • #22
                Cry Baby
                Janis Joplin


                Cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
                Honey, welcome back home.

                I know she told you,
                Honey I know she told you that she loved you
                Much more than I did,
                But all I know is that she left you,
                And you swear that you just don’t know why,
                But you know, honey I’ll always,
                I’ll always be around if you ever want me
                Come on and cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
                Oh honey, welcome back home.

                Don’t you know, honey,
                Ain’t nobody ever gonna love you
                The way I try to do ?
                Who’ll take all your pain,
                Honey, your heartache, too ?
                And if you need me, you know
                That I’ll always be around if you ever want me
                Come on and cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
                Oh daddy, like you always saying to do.

                And when you walk around the world, babe,
                You said you’d try to look for the end of the road,
                You might find out later that the road’ll end in Detroit,
                Honey, the road’ll even end in Kathmandu.
                You can go all around the world
                Trying to find something to do with your life, baby,
                When you only gotta do one thing well,
                You only gotta do one thing well to make it in this world, babe.
                You got a woman waiting for you there,
                All you ever gotta do is be a good man one time to one woman
                And that’ll be the end of the road, babe,
                I know you got more tears to share, babe,
                So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,
                And cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby.

                And if you ever feel a little lonely, dear,
                I want you to come on, come on to your mama now,
                And if you ever want a little love of a woman
                Come on and baby baby baby babe babe baby now
                Cry baby yeah.
                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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                • #23
                  Ronnie Milsap was a big star before I was born, which makes you wonder how I ever heard this song.

                  Ronnie Milsap - Smokey Mountain Rain

                  I found my way from LA back to Knoxville
                  I found out those bright lights aint where I belong
                  From a phone booth in the rain I called to tell her
                  I've had a change of dreams I'm comin' home
                  But tears filled my eyes when I found out she was gone

                  Smokey Mountain rain keeps on fallin'
                  I keep on callin' her name
                  Smokey Mountain rain I'll keep on searchin'
                  I can't go on hurtin' this way
                  She's somewhere in the Smokey Mountain rain

                  I waved a diesel down outside of Cathey
                  He said that he was goin' as far a Catlenburgh
                  I climbed up in the cab all wet and cold and lonely
                  I wiped my eyes and told him about her
                  I've got to find her!
                  Can you make these big wheels burn?

                  Smokey Mountain rain keeps on fallin'
                  I keep on callin' her name
                  Smokey Mountain rain I'll keep on searchin'
                  I can't go on hurtin' this way
                  She's somewhere in the Smokey Mountain rain

                  I can't blame her for lettin' go
                  My woman needs someone warm to hold
                  I feel the rain runnin' down my face
                  I'll find her no matter what it takes!

                  Smokey Mountain rain keeps on fallin'
                  I keep on callin' her name
                  Smokey Mountain rain I'll keep on searchin'
                  I can't go on hurtin' this way
                  She's somewhere in the Smokey Mountain rain
                  Everything changes, but nothing is truly lost.

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                  • #24
                    Originally posted by Provost Harrison
                    Hmmm, I don't know what that song is about paiktis, but it starts with something to do with London, Amsterdam and ?Verolino? Berlin I presume?
                    Yes PH very good

                    It is a song by Trypes =holes, called Taxidiara Psychi =travelling soul or travel - wishing soul, travel - oriented soul - I can't exactly translate the first word. They're a rock band, their lyrics are poetry dark and esoteric. Sometimes too heavy to digest, speaking about real feelings in a very raw and at the same time very full-complex way.

                    This song of theirs is very simple though.

                    And yes the first line is: London, Amsterdam or Berlin


                    after being to a small independent company they switched to virgin where I found this site. They have also played at the Marquee (sp?) club in London amongst other places. (after a request by the Greek students there).






                    Not one of my favorite bands though.
                    Last edited by Bereta_Eder; June 6, 2002, 00:38.

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                    • #25
                      They're Blind
                      Kelly Willis

                      The demands made upon you
                      Are hard to live up to
                      It's futile to try and deny

                      And the things you hold dearly
                      Are scoffed at and yearly
                      Judged once and then tossed aside

                      'Cause they're blind
                      Yeah, they hold you too close
                      To the light
                      And I see what they only might
                      If they'd learn, but they're letting you burn
                      'Cause they're blind

                      To the brown-eyed beholder
                      See the chip on your shoulder
                      The fools that don't want to believe
                      That you're so hard to talk to
                      And so easy to read through

                      'Cause they're blind
                      Yeah, they hold you too close
                      To the light
                      And I see what they only might
                      If they'd learn, but they're letting you burn
                      'Cause they're blind

                      They only like what they can see
                      And what they don't they just don't agree
                      If you'll run to me
                      Run, run

                      Only like a day with him
                      Just one day with him
                      Then you'll run back
                      Then you'll run back blind

                      An old man said to me
                      "Go and take it easy now"
                      You'll run to me
                      Run, run

                      Only like a day with him
                      Just one day with him
                      Then you'll run back
                      Then you'll run back blind

                      Yeah, they hold you too close
                      To the light
                      And I see what they only might
                      If they'd learn, but they're letting you burn
                      'Cause they're blind

                      Letting you burn
                      'Cause they're blind
                      'Cause they're blind
                      You're a man- you can be replaced.

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                      • #26
                        Werewolves of London - Warren Zevon

                        I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
                        Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
                        He was looking for a place called Lee Ho Fook's
                        Going to get himself a big dish of beef chow mein
                        Werewolves of London

                        If you hear him howling around your kitchen door
                        Better not let him in
                        Little old lady got mutilated late last night
                        Werewolves of London again
                        Werewolves of London

                        He's the hairy-handed gent who ran amuck in Kent
                        Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair
                        Better stay away from him
                        He'll rip your lungs out, Jim
                        I'd like to meet his tailor
                        Werewolves of London

                        Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen
                        Doing the
                        I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen
                        Doing the
                        I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
                        His hair was perfect
                        Werewolves of London
                        Draw blood

                        Creep - Radiohead

                        When you were here before
                        Couldn't look you in the eye
                        You're just like an angel
                        Your skin makes me cry
                        You float like a feather
                        In a beautiful world
                        And I wish I was special
                        You're so ****in' special

                        But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
                        What the hell am I doing here?
                        I don't belong here.

                        I don't care if it hurts
                        I want to have control
                        I want a perfect body
                        I want a perfect soul
                        I want you to notice
                        When I'm not around
                        You're so ****in' special
                        I wish I was special

                        But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
                        What the hell am I doing here?
                        I don't belong here.

                        She's running out again,
                        She's running out
                        She's run run run running out...

                        Whatever makes you happy
                        Whatever you want
                        You're so ****in' special
                        I wish I was special...

                        But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,
                        What the hell am I doing here?
                        I don't belong here.
                        I don't belong here.

                        Dreadlock Holiday - 10cc

                        I was walkin' down the street
                        Concentratin' on truckin' right
                        I heard a dark voice beside of me
                        And I looked round in a state of fright
                        I saw four faces one mad
                        A brother from the gutter
                        They looked me up and down a bit
                        And turned to each other

                        I say
                        I don't like cricket oh no
                        I love it
                        I don't like cricket oh no
                        I love it
                        Don't you walk thru my words
                        You got to show some respect
                        Don't you walk thru my words
                        `Cause you ain't heard me out yet

                        Well he looked down at my silver chain
                        He said I'll give you one dollar
                        I said you've got to be jokin' man
                        It was a present from me Mother
                        He said I like it I want it
                        I'll take it off your hands
                        And you'll be sorry you crossed me
                        You'd better understand that you're alone
                        A long way from home

                        And I say
                        I don't like reggae no no
                        I love it
                        I don't like reggae oh no
                        I love it
                        Don't you cramp me style
                        Don't you queer on me pitch
                        Don't you walk thru my words
                        `Cause you ain't heard me out yet

                        I hurried back to the swimming pool
                        Sinkin' pina coladas
                        I heard a dark voice beside me say
                        Would you like something harder
                        She said I've got it you want it
                        My harvest is the best
                        And if you try it you'll like it
                        And wallow in a Dreadlock Holiday

                        And I say
                        Don't like Jamaica oh no
                        I love her
                        Don't like Jamaica oh no
                        I love her oh yea
                        Don't you walk thru her words
                        You got to show some respect
                        Don't you walk thru her words
                        `Cause you ain't heard her out yet

                        I don't like cricket
                        I love it (Dreadlock Holiday)
                        I don't like reggae
                        I love it (Dreadlock Holiday)
                        Don't like Jamaica
                        I love her (Dreadlock Holiday)
                        Whether you like it or not, history is on our side.
                        We will bury you.

                        - N.S. Khrushchev

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                        • #27
                          The song that I sang for my audition for the last school musical...

                          Awww...sentimental value

                          Runrig - News From Heaven

                          By the mountainside, by the ocean blue
                          Where the struggle broke my heart in two
                          River of millions flow downstream
                          A golden highway to the sea of dreams

                          But now you're here
                          I feel no fear
                          I can't believe
                          The news from heaven
                          You close your eyes
                          On a world inside
                          A spark of life
                          On a wire from heaven

                          Morning comes, turn on the light
                          Deceive the day, delay the night
                          Ideologies come, ideologies go
                          A waste of words, and endless flow

                          But now you're here
                          I feel no fear
                          I can't believe
                          The news from heaven
                          You close your eyes
                          On a world inside
                          A spark of life
                          On a wire from heaven
                          Wire from heaven

                          In the state of a miracle
                          State of a miracle
                          I watch this miracle unfold
                          In the state of a miracle
                          State of a miracle
                          Far north of a soul

                          Great people come, take the stage
                          Famous moments vanish without trace
                          Trees grow tall, fields grow wheat
                          Woman grows older, man grows weak

                          But now you're here
                          I feel no fear
                          I can't believe
                          The news from heaven
                          You close your eyes
                          On a world inside
                          A spark of life
                          On a wire from heaven
                          Wire from heaven
                          "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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                          • #28
                            Aside: Eddie Vedder is, of course, the guy from Pearl Jam. Weird Al's acknowledgements for the Running With Scissors album end with "And special thanks to Eddie Vedder . . . who's actually a pretty cool guy".

                            Weird Al Yankovic - My Baby's In Love With Eddie Vedder

                            Well, my baby, my baby, she don't want me no more
                            Ever since she saw his poster in that record store
                            She says the way he grinds his molars is really sexy
                            She thinks he's so darn dysfunctional and Generation-X-ey
                            She likes his brooding angst and his wild-eyed stare
                            Yeah, he's her very favorite slacker multi-millionaire

                            Well, my baby's in love with Eddie Vedder,
                            She's got a thing for that Eddie Vedder,
                            Tell me what can he do that I can't do better
                            Yeah, my baby's in love with Eddie Vedder

                            Now, every time I see him, well he looks so grim
                            I guess it really must suck to be a rock star like him
                            What a pain in the butt to have so much success
                            Spendin' all his time mopin' and avoidin' the press
                            But my girl can't get enough of his sullen demeanor
                            Like he's some big tortured genius and I'm some kinda wiener

                            Well, my baby's in love with Eddie Vedder,
                            Head over heels for that Eddie Vedder
                            I can't believe it, now she's knittin' him a sweater
                            'Cause my baby's in love with Eddie Vedder

                            I knew we were headed for disaster
                            When she caught me hangin' out at the Ticketmaster
                            Now she's got an unrequited adoration
                            For the frustrated, agitated, designated, alienated spokesman for the disaffected grunge generation

                            Well, I don't wear Doc Martens and I don't wear flannel
                            And I don't boycott the music video channel
                            And I just can't compete with all that money and fame
                            But I know two can play at this kind of game
                            Yeah, well let's just see how jealous she'll get
                            When I start stalkin' Alanis Morrisette

                            Well, my baby's in love with Eddie Vedder,
                            Why'd she have to fall for that Eddie Vedder?
                            If she wants to leave me I guess I'd better let her
                            'Cause my baby's in love with Eddie Vedder
                            Everything changes, but nothing is truly lost.

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                            • #29
                              Denied-by: Unwritten Law

                              I'm trying...denying
                              why won't you ever talk to me?
                              I know it...can't show it,
                              I guess it's kind of hard to see.
                              I'm learning...confirming
                              the lies a thousand times before.
                              I know it...can't blow it
                              not long before you shut the door.

                              Chorus:
                              I'm trying, denying
                              I guess it's never supposed to be
                              it's coming down now
                              it's comingg down because of me

                              when I look into your eyes
                              you know you've got me hypnotized
                              all I want is to hold on
                              I know all these problems just begin
                              it seems as if they'll never end

                              Chorus

                              All I want is to hold on to you
                              want to lay baack and close my eyes
                              dream of things I could not find
                              just lay back and close my eyes

                              I'm trying, denying
                              I guess it's never supposed to be (background:just lay back and close my eyes)
                              it's coming down now (bg:just lay back and close my eyes)
                              its coming down because of me

                              (this song one of my friends told me to listen. She said that I should pay attention to it cause I was talking to her about this one girl I wanted to ask out but didn't get enough balls to. This song kinda put things into perspective for me after.)
                              Despot-(1a) : a ruler with absolute power and authority (1b) : a person exercising power tyrannically
                              Beyond Alpha Centauri-Witness the glory of Sheng-ji Yang
                              *****Citizen of the Hive****
                              "...but what sane person would move from Hawaii to Indiana?" -Dis

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                              • #30
                                Digital Love-by Daft Punk

                                Last night I had a dream about you
                                In this dream I'm dancing right beside you
                                And it looked like everyone was having fun
                                The kind of feeling I've waited so long

                                Don't stop come a little closer
                                As we jam the rhythm gets stronger
                                There's nothing wrong with just a little little fun
                                We were dancing all night long

                                The time is right to put my arms around you
                                You're feeling right
                                You wrap your arms around too
                                But suddenly I feel the shining sun
                                Before I knew it this dream was all gone

                                Ooh I don't know what to do
                                About this dream and you
                                I wish this dream comes true

                                Ooh I don't know what to do
                                About this dream and you
                                We'll make this dream come true

                                Why don't you play the game ?
                                Why don't you play the game ?

                                (Another song I listen to at least once a week. This helps to remind me of how I used to be and helps give me inspiration and solace)
                                Despot-(1a) : a ruler with absolute power and authority (1b) : a person exercising power tyrannically
                                Beyond Alpha Centauri-Witness the glory of Sheng-ji Yang
                                *****Citizen of the Hive****
                                "...but what sane person would move from Hawaii to Indiana?" -Dis

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