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  • #16
    Two for Tuesday - Vonda Shepard

    Walk Away Renee

    And when I see the sign that points one way
    The lot we used to pass by every day
    Just walk away Renee
    You won't see me follow you back home
    The empty sidewalks on my block are not the same
    You're not to blame

    From deep inside the tears I'm forced to cry
    From deep inside the pain I chose to hide
    Just walk away Renee
    You won't see me follow you back home
    Now as the rain beats down upon my weary eyes
    For me it cries

    Your name and mine inside a heart upon a wall
    Still find a way to haunt me though they're so small
    Just walk away Renee
    You won't see me follow you back home
    Now as the rain beats down upon my weary eyes
    For me it cries
    Just walk away Renee
    You won't see me follow you back home
    The empty sidewalks on my block are not the same
    You're not to blame


    The End of the World

    Why does the sun go on shining?
    Why does the sea rush to shore?
    Don't they know it's the end of the world
    'Cause you don't love me anymore?

    Why do the birds go on singing?
    Why do the stars glow above?
    Don't they know it's the end of the world
    It ended when I lost your love.

    I wake up in the morning and I wonder
    Why ev'rything's the same as it was.
    I can't understand, no I can't understand
    How life goes on the way it does

    Why does my heart go on beating?
    Why do these eyes of mine cry?
    Don't they know know it's the end of the world?
    It ended when you said goodbye
    Don't they know know it's the end of the world?
    It ended when you said goodbye...
    "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
      Two For Tuesday; West, Bruce, and Laing (Mountain)

      Man. Clear Skies knows the routine.

      devilmunchkin, if I had known from the beginning the thread would be perpetual, I'd have kept a good count.
      At 500 posts per thread, I'd guesstimate what, about a dozen threads? So 6000 posts? Maybe more. And many times, multiple songs per post.
      So we'll say this is the 13th installment, and I'll keep track from there.
      BTW, I only start the threads. It's you and the other contributors that have kept the thing alive.

      Juggernaut, I've been known to just mumble or write "uh-huh" if I don't feel like answering something.
      Actually, I don't know why I included in first thread title, but it's remained.



      Theme For An Imaginary Western

      When the wagons leave the city
      for the forest, and further on
      Painted wagons of the morning
      dusty roads where they have gone
      Sometimes travelling through the darkness
      met the summer coming home
      Fallen faces by the wayside
      Looked as if they might have known
      O the sun was in their eyes
      and the desert that dries
      In the country towns
      where the laughter sounds

      O the dancing and the singing
      O the music when they played
      O the fires that they started
      O the girls with no regret
      Sometimes they found it
      Sometimes they kept it
      Often lost it on the way
      Fought each other to possess it
      Sometimes died in sight of day

      ------------------------------------------------------------

      Never Tell Your Mother She's Out Of Tune


      When I hear that big black whistle they blow
      I feel inside it's time for me to be going
      Fortunately baby I'd already gone before
      When they say I'm worth ten pieces of coal
      and you shouting hey what about when you are an old man
      Fortunately baby I'd already locked the door

      They say there are men who are blue like me in the stars
      Beards for the weird and bars for bizarre guitarmen
      Fortunately baby I'd already joined the force

      Good time train well it does not need any track
      It wins the race to the place where I'm gonna pack up
      Fortunately baby I'd already grabbed the sky

      All the days that the road has spent on me
      Judges shout you must slave to be a freeman
      Fortunately baby I am never coming back

      Good time train, good time train ...
      Last edited by SlowwHand; October 8, 2002, 14:31.
      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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      • #18
        Beatles


        Good Day Sunshine

        Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine,
        I need to laugh, and when the sun is out
        I've got something I can blab about I feel good
        In a special way, I'm in love and it's a sunny day.

        Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine,
        We take a walk, the sun is shining down
        Burns my feet as they touch the ground.

        Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine,
        And then we lie beneath a shady tree
        I love her and she's loving me
        She feels good, she knows she's looking fine
        I'm so proud to know that she is mine.

        Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine,
        Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine, Good Day Sunshine.

        -----------------------------------------------
        michelle


        Michelle ma belle
        These are words that go together well
        My Michelle
        Michelle ma belle
        Sont les mots qui vont trés bien ensemble, trés bien ensemble

        I love you, I love you, I love you
        That's all I want to say
        Until I find away
        I will say the only words I know that you understand

        Michelle ma belle
        Sont les mots qui vont trés bien ensemble, trés bien ensemble

        I need you, I need you, I need you
        I need to make you see
        Oh what you mean to me
        Until I do, I'm hoping you will know what I mean
        I love you

        I want you, I want you, I want you
        I think you know by now
        I'll get to you somehow
        Until I do I'm telling you so you'll understand

        Michelle ma belle
        Sont les mots qui vont trés bien ensemble, trés bien ensemble

        And I will say the only words
        I know you'll understand
        My Michelle
        "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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        • #19
          Mudvayne, Cradle.

          Breathe...
          Push...
          ...I lost you, you were my god thought what do I do now
          you were never there for me never there to carry me,
          26 years looking back that time is gone it was you I believed in look what you've done to me realize what you've done to

          Me

          I can't see going on in this darkness I'm blind beneath my cradle the bough has broke, I exorcise my loss your lie the punishment

          It takes time to try to mend the wounds of all the suffering,
          What do I do now all I'm asking from you please send me a sign to guide me through the times that lie in front of me I'll get by myself

          Everybody leaves me, everybody's gone.
          Watch my father leave me, there's nobody left.
          Feels like I've never been loved.
          Everybody leaves me, never gave a sh!t about me.
          Everybody's gone, I'll rot in my head alone.

          Here I stand now and I'm alone,
          With no one to comfort me.
          One set of footprints in the sand.
          No one to take my hand, I'll .
          I'll walk through as long as I need.
          I'll drift through my life though I'm alone.
          Outgrown the cradle that once housed me
          And I've found that all I need is Me.

          Found I've never needed you to push through
          All the sh!t that stacks up inside of my life.
          Endless plight that circulates through my body.
          I'll keep stumbling, beating, pummeling
          Teething on the rind and renounce my being.

          I can't see going on.

          I can't see
          I'm so tired, of trying to mend the wounds of all my suffering.
          What do I do now?
          All I'm asking from you please,
          Send me a sign
          To guide me through the times that lie in front of me.
          I'll get by myself
          I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
          [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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          • #20
            Re: Two For Tuesday; West, Bruce, and Laing (Mountain)

            Man. Clear Skies knows the routine.
            Heh Sure do.


            Coldplay - Yellow

            Look at the stars,
            Look how they shine for you,
            And everything you do,
            Yeah they were all yellow,

            I came along
            I wrote a song for you
            And all the things you do
            And it was called yellow

            So then I took my turn
            Oh all the things I've done
            And it was all yellow

            Your skin
            Oh yeah your skin and bones
            Turn into something beautiful
            D'you know you know I love you so
            You know I love you so

            I swam across
            I jumped across for you
            Oh what a thing to do
            Cause you were all yellow

            I drew a line
            I drew a line for you
            Oh all the things you do
            And it was all yellow

            Your skin
            Oh yeah your skin and bones
            Turn into something beautiful
            D'you know for you i bleed myself dry
            For you i bleed myself dry

            Its true look how they shine for you
            look how they shine for you
            look how they shine for you


            David Gray - Please Forgive Me

            Please forgive me
            if I act a little strange
            for I know not what I do.
            Feels like lightning
            running through my veins
            every time I look at you.
            Every time I look at you.

            Help me out here
            all my words are falling short
            and there's so much I want to say.
            Wanna tell you just how good it feels
            when you look at me that way, ahhhh
            When you look at me that way.

            Throw a stone
            and watch the ripples flow
            Moving out across the bay
            Like a stone I fall into your eyes
            deep into that mystery, ahhh
            Deep into some mystery.

            I got half a mind
            to scream out loud
            I got half a mind to die
            So I will never have to
            lose you girl
            So I won't ever have to say goodbye
            I won't ever have to lie.
            Won't ever have to say goodbye.

            woooah I,
            woooah I,
            woooah I

            Please forgive me
            if I act a little strange
            for I know not what I do.
            Feels like lightning
            running through my veins
            every time I look at you.
            "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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            • #21
              At the risk of looking like spamming...I just listened to this song for the first time in ages, and felt I had to post it.

              Del Amitri - Nothing Ever Happens

              Post office clerks put up signs saying position closed
              And secretaries turn off typewriters and put on their coats
              Janitors padlock the gates
              For security guards to patrol
              And bachelors phone up their friends for a drink
              While the married ones turn on a chat show

              And they'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow

              Gentlemen time please, you know we can't serve anymore
              Now the traffic lights change to stop, when there's nothing to go
              And by five o'clock everything's dead
              And every third car is a cab
              And ignorant people sleep in their beds
              Like the doped white mice in the college lab

              Nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
              The needle returns to the start of the song
              And we all sing along like before

              And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow

              Telephone exchanges click while there's nobody there
              The Martians could land in the carpark and no one would care
              Close-circuit cameras in department stores shoot the same video every day
              And the stars of these films neither die nor get killed
              Just survive constant action replay

              Nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
              The needle returns to the start of the song
              And we all sing along like before

              And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow

              Bill hoardings advertise products that nobody needs
              While angry from Manchester writes to complain about
              All the repeats on T.V.
              And computer terminals report some gains
              On the values of copper and tin
              While American businessmen snap up Van Goghs
              For the price of a hospital wing

              Nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
              The needle returns to the start of the song
              And we all sing along like before
              Nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
              They'll burn down the synagogues at six o'clock
              And we'll all go along like before

              And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
              "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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              • #22
                don henley
                end of the innocence


                Remember when the days were long
                And rolled beneath a deep blue sky
                Didn't have a care in the world
                With mommy and daddy standin' by
                But "happily ever after" fails
                And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales
                The lawyers dwell on small details
                Since daddy had to fly

                But I know a place where we can go
                That's still untouched by men
                We'll sit and watch the clouds roll by
                And the tall grass wave in the wind
                You can lay your head back on the ground
                And let your hair fall all around me
                Offer up your best defense
                But this is the end
                This is the end of the innocence

                O' beautiful, for spacious skies
                But now those skies are threatening
                They're beating plowshares into swords
                For this tired old man that we elected king
                Armchair warriors often fail
                And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales
                The lawyers clean up all details
                Since daddy had to lie

                But I know a place where we can go
                And wash away this sin
                We'll sit and watch the clouds roll by
                And the tall grass wave in the wind
                Just lay your head back on the ground
                And let your hair spill all around me
                Offer up your best defense
                But this is the end
                This is the end of the innocence

                Who knows how long this will last
                Now we've come so far, so fast
                But, somewhere back there in the dust
                That same small town in each of us
                I need to remember this
                So baby give me just one kiss
                And let me take a long last look
                Before we say goodbye

                Just lay your head back on the ground
                And let your hair fall all around me
                Offer up your best defense
                But this is the end
                This is the end of the innocence
                "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                • #23
                  Mudvayne, Not Falling.

                  Always, Known it all my time
                  A little left of center now
                  Reflect, As I realize that all I
                  Need is to find
                  A little bit of wrath to sit like the sun like a star in the sky investigate
                  Sinner, Cast the stars in me

                  I, I stand Not crawling, Not falling down
                  I, I'll beat The demons, That drag me down
                  I, I stand (for nothing), Not crawling (decending), Not falling down (your nothing in the end)
                  I, I bleed (for no one), The demons (by myself), That pull me down (for me and no one else)

                  Goodbye, Sunshine
                  I put it out again
                  (Sun!)
                  I'm over, The sinelities
                  Convicting, I don't need you
                  Or anyone by me, I just need
                  To live in my own life
                  I feel like growing cynical
                  Infecting, I feel alive, a shovel
                  Turn on the line
                  Planted on myself to sit like the seed in the comforts of every just makes
                  Enough, What you think isn't me

                  I, I stand Not crawling, Not falling down
                  I, I'll beat The demons, That drag me down
                  I, I stand (for nothing), Not crawling (decending), Not falling down (your nothing in the end)
                  I, I bleed (for no one), The demons (by myself), That pull me down (for me and no one else)


                  Come play kill (refuse my to fall today refuse my shadow)
                  Stone cold will (refuse to need this refuse to follow)
                  Bitter pills (refuse to be this refuse to swallow i feel godless)
                  Come play, Come play (God!)

                  Test me...Test me...Test me...

                  I, I stand Not crawling, Not falling down
                  I, I'll beat The demons, That drag me down
                  I, I stand (for nothing), Not crawling (decending), Not falling down (your nothing in the end)
                  I, I bleed (for no one), The demons (by myself), That pull me down (for me and no one else)
                  I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
                  [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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                  • #24
                    WASTELAND OF THE FREE (Iris DeMent)
                    (c) 1996 Songs of Iris ASCAP

                    Living in the wasteland of the free...

                    We got preachers dealing in politics and diamond mines
                    and their speech is growing increasingly unkind
                    They say they are Christ's disciples
                    but they don't look like Jesus to me
                    and it feels like I am living in the wasteland of the free

                    We got politicians running races on corporate cash
                    Now don't tell me they don't turn around and kiss them peoples' ass
                    You may call me old-fashioned
                    but that don't fit my picture of a true democracy
                    and it feels like I am living in the wasteland of the free

                    We got CEO's making two hundred times the workers' pay
                    but they'll fight like hell against raising the minimum wage
                    and If you don't like it, mister, they'll ship your job
                    to some third-world country 'cross the sea
                    and it feels like I am living in the wasteland of the free

                    Living in the wasteland of the free
                    where the poor have now become the enemy
                    Let's blame our troubles on the weak ones
                    Sounds like some kind of Hitler remedy
                    Living in the wasteland of the free

                    We got little kids with guns fighting inner city wars
                    So what do we do, we put these little kids behind prison doors
                    and we call ourselves the advanced civilization
                    that sounds like crap to me
                    and it feels like I am living in the wasteland of the free

                    We got high-school kids running 'round in Calvin Klein and Guess
                    who cannot pass a sixth-grade reading test
                    but if you ask them, they can tell you
                    the name of every crotch on MTV
                    and it feels like I am living in the wasteland of the free

                    We kill for oil, then we throw a party when we win
                    Some guy refuses to fight, and we call that the sin
                    but he's standing up for what he believes in
                    and that seems pretty damned American to me
                    and it feels like I am living in the wasteland of the free

                    Living in the wasteland of the free
                    where the poor have now become the enemy
                    Let's blame our troubles on the weak ones
                    Sounds like some kind of Hitler remedy
                    Living in the wasteland of the free

                    While we sit gloating in our greatness
                    justice is sinking to the bottom of the sea
                    Living in the wasteland of the free
                    Living in the wasteland of the free
                    Living in the wasteland of the free


                    OUR TOWN (Iris DeMent)
                    (c) 1992 Songs of Iris/Forerunner Music, Inc. ASCAP

                    And you know the sun's settin' fast
                    and just like they say nothing good ever lasts
                    Well, go on now and kiss it goodbye but hold on to your lover
                    'cause your heart's bound to die
                    Go on now and say goodbye to our town, to our town
                    Can't you see the sun's settin' down on our town, on our town
                    goodnight

                    Up the street beside that red neon light
                    that's where I met my baby on one hot summer night
                    He was the tender and I ordered a beer
                    It's been forty years and I'm still sitting here

                    But you know the sun's settin' fast
                    and just like they say nothing good ever lasts
                    Well, go on now and kiss it goodbye but hold on to your lover
                    'cause your heart's bound to die
                    Go on now and say goodbye to our town, to our town
                    Can't you see the sun's settin' down on our town, on our town
                    goodnight

                    It's here I had my baby's and I had my first kiss
                    I've walked down Main Street in the cold morning mist
                    Over there is where I bought my first car
                    it turned over once but then it never went far

                    And I can see the sun settin' fast
                    and just like they say nothing good ever lasts
                    Well, go on now and kiss it goodbye but hold on to your lover
                    'cause your heart's bound to die
                    Go on now and say goodbye to our town, to our town
                    Can't you see the sun's settin' down on our town, on our town
                    goodnight

                    I buried my Mama and I buried my Pa
                    They sleep up the street beside that pretty brick wall
                    I bring them flowers about every day
                    but I just gotta cry when I think what they'd say

                    If they could see how the sun's settin' fast
                    and just like they say nothing good ever lasts
                    Well, go on now and kiss it goodbye but hold on to your lover
                    'cause your heart's bound to die
                    Go on now and say goodbye to our town, to our town
                    Can't you see the sun's settin' down on our town, on our town
                    goodnight

                    Now I sit on the porch and watch the lightning-bugs fly
                    but I can't see too good, I got tears in my eyes
                    I'm leaving tomorrow but I don't wanna go
                    I love you my town, you'll always live in my soul

                    But I can see the sun's settin' fast
                    and just like they say nothing good ever lasts
                    Well, go on I gotta kiss you goodbye but I'll hold to my lover
                    'cause my heart's 'bout to die
                    Go on now and say goodbye to my town, to my town
                    I can see the sun has gone down on my town, on my town
                    Goodnight, goodnight


                    LET THE MYSTERY BE (Iris DeMent)
                    (c) 1992 Songs of Iris/Forerunner Music, Inc. ASCAP

                    Everybody's wonderin' what and where they they all came from
                    everybody's worryin' 'bout where they're gonna go
                    when the whole thing's done
                    but no one knows for certain
                    and so it's all the same to me
                    I think I'll just let the mystery be

                    Some say once you're gone you're gone forever
                    and some say you're gonna come back
                    Some say you rest in the arms of the Saviour
                    if in sinful ways you lack
                    Some say that they're comin' back in a garden
                    bunch of carrots and little sweet peas
                    I think I'll just let the mystery be

                    Everybody's wonderin' what and where they they all came from
                    everybody's worryin' 'bout where they're gonna go
                    when the whole thing's done
                    but no one knows for certain
                    and so it's all the same to me
                    I think I'll just let the mystery be

                    Some say they're goin' to a place called Glory
                    and I ain't saying it ain't a fact
                    but I've heard that I'm on the road to purgatory
                    and I don't like the sound of that
                    I believe in love and I live my life accordingly
                    but I choose to let the mystery be

                    Everybody is wondering what and where they they all came from
                    everybody is worryin' 'bout where they're gonna go
                    when the whole thing's done
                    but no one knows for certain
                    and so it's all the same to me
                    I think I'll just let the mystery be
                    I think I'll just let the mystery be

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                    • #25
                      Joni Mitchell - The Hissing Of Summer Lawns

                      He bought her a diamond for her throat
                      He put her in a ranch house on a hill
                      She could see the valley barbecues
                      From her window sill
                      See the blue pools in the squinting sun
                      Hear the hissing of summer lawns

                      He put up a barbed wire fence
                      To keep out the unknown
                      And on every metal thorn
                      Just a little blood of his own
                      She patrols that fence of his
                      To a latin drum
                      And the hissing of summer lawns
                      Darkness
                      Wonder makes it easy
                      Darkness
                      With a joyful mask
                      Darkness
                      Tube's gone darkness darkness darkness
                      No color no contrast

                      A diamond dog
                      Carrying a cup and a cane
                      Looking through a double glass
                      Looking at too much pride and too much shame
                      There's a black fly buzzing
                      There's a heat wave burning in her master's voice
                      The hissing of summer lawns

                      He gave her his darkness to regret
                      And good reason to quit him
                      He gave her a roomful of Chippendale
                      That nobody sits in
                      Still she stays with a love of some kind
                      It's the lady's choice
                      The hissing of summer lawns

                      Joni Mitchell - Shadows and Light

                      Every picture has its shadows
                      And it has some source of light
                      Blindness, blindness and sight
                      The perils of benefactors
                      The blessings of parasites
                      Blindness, blindness and sight
                      Threatened by all things
                      Devil of cruelty
                      Drawn to all things
                      Devil of delight
                      Mythical devil of the ever-present laws
                      Governing blindness, blindness and sight

                      Suntans in reservation dining rooms
                      Pale miners in their lantern rays
                      Night night and day
                      Hostage smile on presidents
                      Freedom scribbled in the subway
                      It's like night, night and day
                      Threatened by all things
                      God of cruelty
                      Drawn to all things
                      God of delight
                      Mythical god of the everlasting laws
                      Governing day, day and night

                      Critics of all expression
                      Judges in black and white
                      Saying it's wrong saying it's right
                      Compelled by prescribed standards
                      Or some ideals we fight
                      For wrong wrong and right
                      Threatened by all things
                      Man of cruelty-mark of Cain
                      Drawn to all things
                      Man of delight-born again, born again
                      Man of the laws the ever-broken laws
                      Governing wrong, wrong and right
                      Wrong and right
                      "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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                      • #26
                        Hold On! I’m Comin’
                        Sam & Dave

                        Don't you ever feel sad,
                        Lean on me when times are bad.
                        When the day comes and you're down,
                        In a river of trouble and about to drown

                        Just hold on, I'm comin',
                        Hold on, I'm comin'.

                        I’m goin' my way, your lover.
                        If you get cold I’ll be your cover.
                        Don't have to worry `cause I’m here,
                        No need to suffer baby, I’m here.

                        'cause hold on, I’m comin',
                        hold on, I’m comin'.
                        hold on, I’m comin',
                        hold on, I’m comin'.

                        reach out to me for satisfaction,
                        call my name now for quick reaction.

                        Don't you ever feel sad,
                        lean on me when times are bad.
                        when the day comes and you're down,
                        in a river of trouble and about to drown,

                        just hold on, I’m comin',
                        hold on, I’m comin'.

                        just hold on, I’m comin',
                        hold on, I’m comin'.

                        just hold on, I’m comin',
                        hold on, I’m comin'.
                        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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                        • #27
                          Nine Inch Nails, La Mer.

                          and when the day arrives
                          i'll become the sky
                          and i'll become the sea

                          and the sea will come to kiss me
                          for i am going
                          home

                          nothing can stop me now


                          Nine Inch Nails, Underneath It All.

                          all i do
                          i can still feel you

                          numb all through
                          i can still feel you
                          hear your call
                          underneath it all
                          kill my brain
                          yet you still remain
                          crucified
                          after all i've died
                          after all i've tried
                          you are still inside

                          all i do
                          i can still feel you

                          you remain
                          i am stained
                          I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
                          [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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                          • #28
                            Norah Jones - Come Away With Me

                            Come away with me in the night
                            Come away with me
                            And I will write you a song

                            Come away with me on a bus
                            Come away where they can't tempt us
                            With their lies

                            I want to walk with you
                            On a cloudy day
                            In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high
                            So won't you try to come

                            Come away with me and we'll kiss
                            On a mountaintop
                            Come away with me
                            And I'll never stop loving you

                            And I want to wake up with the rain
                            Falling on a tin roof
                            While I'm safe there in your arms
                            So all I ask is for you
                            To come away with me in the night
                            Come away with me
                            "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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                            • #29
                              clear: that david gray song is beautiful

                              Superbeast by Rob ZOmbie

                              Shriek the lips
                              across ragged tongue
                              convulsing together. sing
                              violently, move the jaw, cry
                              aloud. Bound up the dead
                              triumphantly

                              The ragged they come and
                              the ragged they kill!
                              you pray so hard on bloody knees
                              the ragged they come and
                              the ragged they kill!
                              down in the cool air I can see

                              hey, yeah! - I'm the one that you wanted
                              hey, yeah! - I'm your superbeast
                              hey, yeah! - I'm the one that you wanted
                              hey, yeah! - I'm your superbeast

                              Stir the limbs across the wrist
                              full possession of memory
                              bury me as a dog
                              icy hands surrounding me

                              The ragged they come and
                              the ragged they kill!
                              you pray so hard on bloody knees
                              the ragged they come and
                              the ragged they kill!
                              down in the cool air I can see

                              hey, yeah! - I'm the one that you wanted
                              hey, yeah! - I'm your superbeast
                              hey, yeah! - I'm the one that you wanted
                              hey, yeah! - I'm your superbeast

                              shriek the lips
                              across ragged tongue
                              convulsing together. sing
                              violently, move the jaw, cry
                              aloud. bound up the dead
                              triumphantly

                              The ragged they come and
                              the ragged they kill!
                              you pray so hard on bloody knees
                              the ragged they come and
                              the ragged they kill!
                              down in the cool air I can see

                              hey, yeah! - I'm the one that you wanted
                              hey, yeah! - I'm your superbeast
                              hey, yeah! - I'm the one that you wanted
                              hey, yeah! - I'm your superbeast

                              Confusion by ALice in Chains

                              There's no time to give at all
                              I cause yo grief and blow my hatred
                              Further in your mind
                              You ureach, I run, you fall
                              On skinned knees you crawl

                              [CHORUS]
                              I want to set you free, recognize my disease
                              Love, sex, pain, confusion, suffering
                              You're there crying, I feel not a thing
                              Drilling my way deeper in your head
                              Sinking, draining, drowning, bleeding, dead

                              So you sit and think of love
                              I wait, hate all the more, I fall
                              On skinned knees I crawl


                              Now there's time to give it all
                              I put my fears behind again
                              On skinned knees we'll crawl

                              Private EYes by Hall and Oates

                              see you, you see me
                              watch you blowin' the lines
                              when you're making a scene
                              Oh girl, you've got to know
                              what my head overlooks
                              the senses will show to my heart
                              when it's watching for lies
                              you can't escape my
                              Private Eyes
                              they're watching you
                              they see your every move
                              Private Eyes
                              they're watching you
                              Private Eyes
                              they're watching you
                              watching you
                              watching you
                              watching you
                              You play with words
                              you play with love
                              you can twist it around baby
                              that ain't enough
                              cause girl I'm gonna know
                              if you're letting me
                              in or letting me go
                              don't lie when you're hurting inside
                              'cause you can't escape my
                              Private Eyes
                              they're watching you
                              they see your every move
                              Private Eyes
                              they're watching you
                              Private Eyes
                              they're watching you
                              watching you
                              watching you
                              watching you
                              Why you try to put up
                              a front for me
                              I'm a spy
                              but on your side you see
                              Slip on, into any disguise
                              I'll still know you
                              look into my Private Eyes
                              "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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                              • #30
                                Bad Religion - Better Off Dead

                                I'm sorry about the sun
                                How could I know that you would burn?
                                And I'm sorry about the moon
                                How could I know that you'd disapprove?
                                I'll never make the same mistake
                                The next time I create the universe I'll make sure we communicate at length

                                But until then, better off dead
                                A smile on the lips and a hole in the head
                                Better off dead, better than this
                                Take it away cause there's nothing to miss

                                I'm sorry about the world
                                How could I know you'd take it so bad?
                                And I'll never make the same mistake
                                The next time I create the universe I'll make sure you participate

                                But until then, better off dead
                                Better off dead
                                Why don't you try pushing daisies instead?
                                And I'll never make the same mistake
                                The next time I create the universe I'll make sure we communicate
                                Just in case

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