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  • Learning To Fly
    Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers

    Well it started out
    Down a dirty road.
    Started out
    All alone.

    And the sun went down
    As I crossed the hill.
    And the town lit up,
    And the world got still.

    I'm learnin' to fly,
    But I ain't got wings.
    Comin' down
    Is the hardest thing.

    Well the good ol' days
    May not return.
    And the rocks might melt,
    And the sea may burn.

    I'm learnin' to fly,
    But I ain't got wings.
    Comin' down
    Is the hardest thing.

    Well some say life
    Will beat you down,
    And break your heart,
    Steal your crown.

    So it started out
    For God-knows-where.
    I guess I'll know
    When I get there.

    I'm learning to fly
    Around the clouds.
    What goes up
    Must come down.

    I'm learnin to fly
    But I ain't got wings.
    Comin' down
    Is the hardest thing.

    I'm learnin' to fly
    Around the clouds.
    But what goes up
    Must come down.

    I'm learnin' to fly.
    I'm learnin' to fly.
    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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    • i know that i've posted this already, but these are the right lyrics, not something i've cobbled together.

      Not Falling, mudvayne.

      Always, known in, all my time,
      A little left of center now
      Reflect as I realize,
      That all I need is to find the middle pillar path to sit like the sun by a
      Star in the sky and just be.
      Sinners, casting stones at me

      I…I stand, not crawling, not falling down
      I…I bleed the demons that drag me down
      I…I stand, (for nothing),not crawling, (the center),not falling down
      (of calms within the eye)
      I…I’ll bleed, (for no one),the demons, (but myself),that pull me down
      (for me and no one else)

      Goodbye, sunshine, I’ve put it out again, sad
      I’m over, personalities, conflicting,
      I don’t need you, or anyone, but me,
      I’ll just be, living my own life,
      I feel my glowing center grow, infecting I feel alive,
      Shovel dirt over lime,
      Plant it in myself to sit like a seed under covers of earth and just be
      Sinners, pointing fingers at me

      I…I stand, (for nothing),not crawling, (by myself),not falling down
      I…I bleed, (for no one), the demons, (but myself), that drag me down
      I…I stand, (for nothing),not crawling, (the center),not falling down
      (of calms within the eye)
      I…I’ll bleed, (for no one),the demons, (but myself),that pull me down
      (for me and no one else)

      Come play kill.
      Refuse my body, refuse my shadow
      Stone cold will
      Refuse to lead this, refuse to follow
      Bitter pills
      Refuse to feed this, refuse to swallow, I’m fueled godless

      Come play, come play
      Kill
      Just be, just be

      I…I stand, (for nothing),not crawling, (by myself),not falling down
      I…I bleed, (for no one), the demons, (but myself), that drag me down
      I…I stand, (for nothing),not crawling, (the center),not falling down
      (of calms within the eye)
      I…I’ll bleed, (for no one),the demons, (but myself),that drag 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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      • FALLING OUT OF LOVE (John Denver)

        This is what it's like falling out of love
        This is the way you lose your very best friend
        This is how it feels when it's all over
        This is just the way a true love ends

        First of all, there's no one you can talk to
        When there is, they just don't seem to hear
        Words don't seem to matter much, anyway
        They can't describe the pain, they can't explain the fear
        Then the nights grow cold and hard to live through
        Still, you hate to see the morning come
        Somehow tomorrow doesn't matter much anymore
        The future holds no promise, your life's already done

        This is what it's like falling out of love
        This is the way you lose your very best friend
        This is how it feels when it's all over
        This is just the way a true love ends

        Then you find your heart no longer flutters
        And you no longer look through a lover's eyes
        What's to see when the world falls down around you?
        You simply can't believe it, but it comes as no surprise

        This is what it's like falling out of love
        This is the way you lose your very best friend
        This is how it feels when it's all over
        This is just the way a true love ends

        What's this sense of failure? It's such an incredible loss
        It's all the things you'll never do
        and all the dreams that will never come true

        This is what it's like falling out of love
        This is the way you lose your very best friend
        This is how it feels when it's all over
        This is just the way a true love ends
        Oh, this is just the way a true love ends
        I don't believe a true love ever ends
        "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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        • "20 Cent GoodBye"
          by Goldfinger


          went out today
          to try and phone you
          i guess you didn't
          recognize my call
          the lady on your end
          said you got caller i.d.
          and i'm feeling sorry
          that you've been
          woken up so much
          and i'm feeling guilty
          just talk to me
          please talk to me

          i hardly know you
          is it too late to even try
          i want to know you
          another twenty cent goodbye

          i found a pay phone
          and it's busted
          another broken hearted fool
          but still i pick up the receiver
          my lips are touching
          someone's drool
          please make this worth it
          you're all i'm thinking of today
          i know you're worth it
          just talk to me
          please talk to me

          goodbye
          another twenty cent goodbye
          another twenty cents
          (Repeat)
          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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          • Wicked Garden by STP

            Can you feel like a child?
            Can you see what I want?
            I wanna run through your
            wicked garden
            Heard that's the place to find
            ya
            But I'm alive now
            So alive now
            I know the darkness blinds
            you

            Can you see without eyes?
            Can you speak without lies?
            I wanna drink from your naked
            fountain
            I can drown your sorrows
            I'm gonna burn
            Burn you to life now
            Out of the dark that blinds you

            Burn, burn, burn
            Burn your wicked garden
            down

            Can you feel pain inside?
            Can you love?
            Can you cry?
            I wanna run through your
            wicked garden
            Heard that's the to find
            you
            But I'm alive
            So alive now
            Out of the dark that blinds you

            Best i Ever had by Vertical Horizon


            So you sailed away
            into a grey sky morning
            Now I'm here to stay
            Love can be so boring

            Nothing's quite the same now
            I just say your name now

            Chorus:
            But it's not so bad
            You're only the best I ever had
            You don't want me back
            You're just the best I ever had

            So you stole my world
            Now I'm just a phony
            Remembering the girl
            leaves me down and lonely

            Send it in a letter
            Make yourself feel better

            Chorus:
            But it's not so bad
            You're only the best I ever had
            You don't need me back
            You're just the best I ever had

            And it may take some time to
            patch me up inside
            But I can't take it so I
            run away and hide
            And I may find in time that
            you were always right
            You're always right

            So you sailed away
            into a grey sky morning
            Now I'm here to stay
            love can be so boring

            What was it you wanted?
            Could it be I'm haunted?

            Chorus:
            But it's not so bad
            You're only the best I ever had
            I don't want you back
            You're just the best I ever had

            The best I ever had
            Best I ever...
            "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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            • Triple Shot Thursday; It's Halloween

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


              Season Of The Witch
              Performed by Donovan


              When I looked out my window
              Many sights to see
              And when I looded in my window
              So many different people to be
              That is strange, so strange
              You got to pick out every stitch (3)
              Must be the season of the witch (3)

              When I looked over my shoulder
              What do you think I see
              Summer cat looking over
              It shoulder at me
              Any strange, sure is strange
              You got to pick out every stitch (2)
              Beat me its eye to make it rich oh no
              Must be the season of the witch (3)

              You got to pick out every stitch
              The rabbit's running in the ditch
              Beat me its eye to make it rich oh no
              Must be the season of the witch (3)
              When I go

              When I looked out my window
              What do you think I see
              And when I looked in my window
              So many different people to be
              It's strange, sure is strange
              You got to pick out every stitch (2)
              The rabbit's running in the ditch oh no
              Must be the season of the witch (3)
              When I to, when I go
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              Monster Mash
              Bobby "Boris" Pickett & The Crypt-Kickers



              I was working in the lab, late one night.
              When my eyes beheld a eerie sight,
              When my monster from the slab began to rise
              And suddenly to my surprise.
              He did the Mash.....

              From my laboratory in the castle east,
              To the master bedroom, where the vampires feast.
              The ghouls all came from their humble abode,
              To get a jolt from my electrodes.
              They did the Mash......

              The Zombies were having fun, the party had just begun.
              The guests included Wolf Man, Dracula, and his Son.
              The scene was rocking, all were digging the sounds
              Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds.
              The coffin baggers, were about to arrive
              With their vocal group, The "Crypt Kicker Five."
              They played the Mash......

              Out from his coffin, Drac's voice did ring.
              Seems he was troubled by just one thing.
              He opened the lid and shook his fist, and said,
              "What ever happened to the Transylvania Twist?"
              It's now the Mash.....

              Now everything's cool, Drac's a part of the band,
              And my Monster Mash is the hit of the land.
              For the living, this mash was meant too.
              When you get to my door, tell them Boris sent you!
              Then you can Mash.......

              Refrain:

              The Monster Mash, It was a grave yard smash
              The Monster Mash, It caught on in a flash
              The Monster Mash, It was the Monster Mash.








              Have a fun and safe Halloween.


              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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              • some spooky tunes from Cradle of Filth

                A Dream of Wolves in the SNow

                "oh, listen to the....
                the children of the night
                what sweet music they make"

                may dreams be brought
                that i might reach
                the gentle strains
                of midnight speech
                and frozen stars
                that gild the forest floor

                through the swirling snow
                Volkh's children come
                to run with me
                to hunt as one
                to snatch the lambs of Christ
                from where they fall

                from where they fall

                Death Comes Ripping

                Turn the lights down low
                And bolt the door up
                Future is coming
                Future rising up

                Whoa Shotgun blast, a demon piece of lead
                With both eyes open
                I wait up for the kill
                Feel the evil
                Feel the heat as I blast you open

                Death comes ripping
                And it's going, death comes ripping
                You feel the heat as death comes ripping
                Rip your back out
                And death comes ripping out

                Flesh and the blood
                Too weak for the likes of you
                Turning it over
                A little too late to penetrate

                Death comes ripping
                And it's going, death comes ripping
                You feel the heat as death comes ripping
                Rip your back out
                Death comes ripping

                And it's going, death comes ripping
                You feel the heat as death comes ripping
                Rip your back out
                Death comes ripping
                And I know that death comes ripping out

                Her Ghost in the Fog

                "The Moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait
                soft winds whisper the bidding of trees
                as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
                and the Midnightmare trampling of dreams
                But oh, no tears please
                Fear and pain may accompany Death
                But it is desire that shepherds it's certainty
                as We shall see..."

                She was divinity's creature
                That kissed in cold mirrors
                A Queen of Snow
                Far beyond compare
                Lips attuned to symmetry
                Sought Her everywhere
                Dark liquored eyes
                An Arabian nightmare...

                She shone on watercolours
                Of my pondlife as pearl
                Until those who couldn't have Her
                Cut Her free of this World

                That fateful Eve when..
                The breeze stank of sunset and camphor
                Their lanterns chased phantoms and threw
                An inquisitive glance, like the shadows they cast
                On my love picking rue by the light of the moon

                Putting reason to flight
                Or to death as their way
                They crept through woods mesmerized
                By the taffeta Ley
                Of Her hips that held sway
                Over all they surveyed
                Save a mist on the rise
                (A deadly blessing to hide)
                Her ghost in the fog

                They raped and left...
                (Five men of God)
                ...Her ghost in the fog

                Dawn discovered Her there
                Beneath the Cedar's stare
                Silk dress torn, Her raven hair
                Flown to gown Her beauty bared
                Was starred with frost, I knew Her lost
                I wept 'til tears crept back to prayer

                She'd sworn Me vows in fragrant blood
                "Never to part
                Lest jealous Heaven stole our hearts"

                Then this I screamed:
                "Come back to Me
                I was born in love with thee
                So why should fate stand inbetween?"

                And as I drowned Her gentle curves
                With dreams unsaid and final words
                I espied a gleam trodden to earth
                The Church bell tower key...

                The village mourned her by the by
                For She'd been a witch
                their Men had longed to try
                And I broke under Christ seeking guilty signs
                My tortured soul on ice

                A Queen of snow
                Far beyond compare
                Lips attuned to symmetry
                Sought Her everywhere
                Trappistine eyes
                An Arabian nightmare...

                She was Ursuline possessed
                Of a milky white skin
                My porcelain Yin
                A graceful Angel of Sin

                And so for Her...
                The breeze stank of sunset and camphor
                My lantern chased Her phantom and blew
                Their Chapel ablaze and all locked in to a pain
                Best reserved for judgement that their bible construed...

                Putting reason to flight
                Or to flame unashamed
                I swept form cries
                Mesmerized
                By the taffeta Ley
                Or Her hips that held sway
                Over all those at bay
                Save a mist on the rise
                A final blessing to hide
                Her ghost in the fog

                And I embraced
                Where lovers rot...
                Her ghost in the fog

                Her ghost in the fog
                "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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                • Halloween
                  The Misfits

                  Bonfires burning bright
                  Pumpkin faces in the night
                  I remember Halloween

                  Dead cats hanging from poles
                  Little dead are out in droves
                  I remember Halloween

                  Brown leafed vertigo
                  Where skeletal life is known
                  I remember Halloween

                  This day anything goes
                  Burning bodies hanging from poles
                  I remember Halloween

                  Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween

                  Candy apples and razor blades
                  Little dead are soon in graves
                  I remember Halloween

                  This day anything goes
                  Burning bodies hanging from poles
                  I remember

                  Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween
                  Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween
                  "Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before. He is full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way. "
                  -Bokonon

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                  • Hate the Living, Love the Dead
                    The Misfits

                    Hate the living, love the dead
                    Smashing embryos, cut off heads
                    Find the brain for my bride-to-be
                    We'll bear our children, Adam and Eve

                    Put me together with the bodies of the dead
                    And I will wait for life and breathe again
                    Hate the living, love the dead

                    Scalpels, scissors, stitches, skin
                    Wake this eternal sleep she's in
                    And we'll breed for you, on your command
                    Hate the living, love the dead

                    Nerves steady, hands are sure
                    Bride reborn to view with horror
                    Blackened eyes, blood-stained hands
                    Hate the living, love the dead

                    Put me together with the bodies of the dead
                    And I will wait for life and breathe again
                    Hate the living, love the dead

                    Scalpels, scissors, stitches, skin
                    Wake this eternal sleep she's in
                    And we'll breed for you, on your command
                    Hate the living, love the dead

                    Put me together with the bodies of the dead
                    And I will wait for life and breathe again
                    Hate the living, love the dead

                    Scalpels, scissors, stitches, skin
                    Wake this eternal sleep she's in
                    And we'll breed for you, on your command
                    Hate the living, love the dead

                    Oh
                    "Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before. He is full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way. "
                    -Bokonon

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                    • 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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                      • Fire Lake
                        Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band


                        Who's gonna ride that chrome three wheeler
                        Who's gonna make that first mistake
                        Who wants to wear those gypsy leathers
                        All the way to Fire Lake

                        Who wants to break the news about Uncle Joe
                        You remember Uncle Joe
                        He was the one afraid to cut the cake
                        Who wants to tell poor Aunt Sarah
                        Joe's run off to Fire Lake
                        Joe's run off to Fire Lake

                        Who wants to brave those bronze beauties
                        Lying in the sun
                        With their long soft hair falling
                        Flying as they run
                        Oh they smile so shy
                        And they flirt so well
                        And they lay you down so fast
                        Till you look straight up and say
                        Oh Lord
                        Am I really here at last

                        Who wants to play those eights and aces
                        Who wants a raise
                        Who needs a stake
                        Who wants to take that long shot gamble
                        And head out to Fire Lake
                        Head out
                        Who wants to go to Fire Lake
                        And head out
                        Who wants to go to Fire Lake
                        Head out
                        Out to Fire Lake
                        Who's gonna do it
                        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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                        • Triple Shot Thursday - Runrig

                          From the album 'Mara'. And yes I know I'm a day late. I play badminton on Thursdays, so I miss it every week!

                          The Mighty Atlantic (Mara Theme)

                          The roll of the wind
                          As we sail across the water
                          The roll of the sea
                          As we're taken through the night
                          The dimming lamp of day
                          Leaves the crimson foam and spray
                          Across the face of the mighty Atlantic

                          In this cradle we found love
                          In our lifetimes we were broken
                          By the spirit we were turned
                          Here we touched the hope divine
                          And in the rapture and the charm
                          Came the tranquil and the calm
                          On the rage of the mighty Atlantic

                          Deepest grave, supreme deceiver
                          Brave new worlds and cursed emotion
                          Let your people go, bring me a saviour
                          White doves rise above the ocean

                          The brightness of the lights
                          As they stretch across the water
                          The excitement of the night
                          As we're carried through the seas
                          There's a welcome lies in store
                          The strongest arms I've ever known
                          In the homes of the mighty Atlantic

                          For the roll it is gentle
                          As the waves, they guide you over
                          Full new moon across the stern flag
                          Our different worlds in constant motion

                          The roll of the wind
                          As we sail across the waters
                          The roll of the sea
                          As we're taken through the night
                          I'm coming home it's late
                          And you know I just can't wait
                          For the shores of the mighty Atlantic


                          The Wedding

                          The air was swaying round the first guitar I remember
                          We crossed the river by the Ostrum wall 'neath the stars
                          To where the wedding filled the hall
                          My father sang a song
                          Crossing the river, caught in the rain
                          Crossing the rhythm, caught in the rain

                          Chased Cathy round the trestles at the edge of the eightsome
                          We watched the lovers round the lodge at the edge of the sea
                          White lights and wooden boards
                          We watched the village take the floor
                          Crossing the river, caught in the rain
                          Crossing the rhythm, caught in the rain

                          There is so much I could say to you, but
                          Tonight I'm sticking to the past like glue
                          When life gets tough, when times get hard
                          You have to know exactly who you are
                          Arm in arm, hand in hand
                          You take this woman, you take this man
                          Spirit dancing evermore
                          Endless circles round the floor

                          Last night I drove my children down by the river
                          Past the windows of the hall and the dusts of our years
                          Then the radio came on
                          They said "someone's playing our song"
                          Crossing the river, caught in the rain
                          Crossing the rhythm, caught in the rain


                          The Dancing Floor

                          Beside the braes of dawn
                          One clear new morning
                          Down where the lilies stood in bloom
                          I knew that I was just a stranger in this world
                          A wind just passing through
                          So we dared to stay
                          In these golden ways
                          We never never knew what to do
                          And the world kept coming screaming
                          All it's news at me
                          Well, now I've got news for you

                          So let me take you down to the dancing floor
                          You can walk out on the crowd
                          Let us waltz away what's left of the living years
                          In celebration of the loved

                          No nothing's all that it seems
                          In the strands and the waves
                          Our steps renewed our lips confess
                          We were stranded at the alter of unknown delights
                          Down on the road to happiness
                          And as the sunlight fills
                          The highland hills
                          It's all become so clear somehow
                          That the days we spend
                          Were not made to end
                          We stand forever in thier glow

                          So let me take you down to the dancing floor
                          You can walk out on the crowd
                          Let us waltz away what's left of the living years
                          In celebration of the loved
                          It's all glitz and sparkle down on the dancing floor
                          We can turn our lives around
                          Just leave behind that wretch that you have been
                          With the fool that I'd become

                          Now the hours are few
                          And the days can be so cruel (so cruel)
                          Yes, the night are getting long (the nights are getting long)
                          And that joy that you would always bring
                          It'll always keep me strong

                          So let me take you down to the dancing floor
                          You can walk out on the crowd
                          Let us waltz away what's left of the living years
                          In celebration of the loved
                          It's all glitz and sparkle tonight on the dancing floor
                          We can turn our lives around
                          Just leave behind that wretch that you have been
                          With the fool that I'd become
                          Last edited by Clear Skies; November 1, 2002, 13:15.
                          "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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                          • Bonnie Raitt

                            One Part Be My Lover


                            When he looks in her eyes
                            He sees only the truth
                            Telling him he's been living a lie
                            Over and over like a line in a song
                            About all the love he let pass him by.

                            To her he might be the man of her dreams
                            To find where she's been hiding inside
                            Broken or battered, it really don't matter
                            Her heart's like a wave and he's the tide.

                            They're not forever, they're just for today
                            One part be my lover, one part go away.

                            He's like a boxer who had to retire
                            after winning but killing a man
                            He's got all of the moves and none of the courage
                            Afraid to throw a punch that might land

                            Not too much later she can't meet his glance
                            You see her start pulling away
                            Over and over like fire and ice
                            One is color, one is grey.

                            They're not forever, they're just for today
                            One part be my lover, one part go away.

                            So if you know how
                            Why don't you say 'em a prayer
                            They're gonna need all the help they can get
                            They remember too much about what went wrong
                            It might be they should learn to forget.

                            Forget themselves in each other
                            And leave what belongs in the past
                            Carry their hearts like a newborn child
                            Cause it's only the moment that lasts.

                            They're not forever, they're just for today
                            One part be my lover, one part go away.

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

                            Not the Only One


                            I was in a daze, movin' in the wrong direction
                            Feelin' that I'd always be the lonely one
                            Then I saw your face, on the edge of my horizon
                            Whisperin' that I wasn't the only one
                            The lonely one

                            Once chance intervention, see what it can signify
                            The slightest misapprehension, baby
                            And we'd have passed each other by
                            When I heard your sweet voice callin'
                            Saw your light come shinin' through
                            I couldn't stop my heart from turning
                            Churnin' out my love for you, my love to you

                            I was in a daze, movin' in the wrong direction
                            Feelin' that I'd always be the lonely one
                            Then I saw you face, on the edge of my horizon
                            Whisperin' that I wasn't the only one
                            The lonely one

                            True love or perfection
                            It seems like it's overdue
                            Then just when you least expect it
                            It comes sneakin' up on you
                            When I thought that I was dreaming
                            Felt your body close to mine
                            Now love takes on a different meaning
                            Together till the end of time

                            I was in a daze, movin' in the wrong direction
                            Feelin' that I'd always be the lonely one
                            Then I saw you face, on the edge of my horizon
                            Whisperin' that I wasn't the only one
                            The lonely one

                            I was in a daze, movin' in the wrong direction
                            Feelin' that I'd always be the lonely one
                            When I saw your face through the web of my confusion
                            Whisperin' that I wasn't the only one
                            The lonely one
                            "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                            • Ack...sorry for posting this again, but it's my favourite song, two of my friends' fave songs (one of whom has a birthday today) and three of the people in my head's favourite songs!

                              Texas - In Demand

                              When we were together I was blown away
                              Just like paper from a fan
                              But you would act like I was just a kid
                              Like we were never gonna last

                              But now I've got someone who cares for me
                              Wrote my name in silver sands
                              I think you know you've lost the love of your life
                              You said I was the best you've ever had

                              Because I'm in demand
                              You're thinking of the way you should've held my hand
                              And all the times you'd say you didn't understand
                              You never had our love written in your plans
                              But now I'm in demand

                              Don’t ever think you saw the best of me
                              There's a side you'll never know
                              'Cos love and loving are two different things
                              Set your sights far too low

                              But now I've got someone who cares for me
                              He wrote my name in silver sands
                              I think you know you've lost the love of your life
                              You said I was the best you've ever had

                              Because I'm in demand
                              You're thinking of the way you should've held my hand
                              And all the times you'd say you didn't understand
                              You never had our love written in your plans
                              But now I'm in demand

                              It's only when I fall asleep
                              I see that winning smile
                              When my dreams just move along
                              You've lost the race by miles

                              Because I'm in demand
                              You're thinking of the way you should've held my hand
                              And all the times you'd say you didn't understand
                              You never had our love written in your plans
                              But now I'm in demand
                              You know I'm in demand
                              Always in demand
                              Never had our love written in your plans
                              You know I'm in demand
                              "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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                              • Garden Party
                                Rick Nelson
                                (inspired by Rick's experience at a Madison Square Garden concert)




                                I went to a garden party to reminisce with my old friends
                                A chance to share old memories and play our songs again
                                When I got to the garden party, they all knew my name
                                No one recognized me, I didn't look the same

                                CHORUS
                                But it's all right now, I learned my lesson well.
                                You see, ya can't please everyone, so ya got to please yourself

                                People came from miles around, everyone was there
                                Yoko brought her walrus, there was magic in the air
                                'n' over in the corner, much to my surprise
                                Mr. Hughes hid in Dylan's shoes wearing his disguise

                                CHORUS

                                lott-in-dah-dah-dah, lot-in-dah-dah-dah

                                Played them all the old songs, thought that's why they came
                                No one heard the music, we didn't look the same
                                I said hello to "Mary Lou", she belongs to me
                                When I sang a song about a honky-tonk, it was time to leave

                                CHORUS

                                lot-dah-dah-dah (lot-dah-dah-dah)
                                lot-in-dah-dah-dah

                                Someone opened up a closet door and out stepped Johnny B. Goode
                                Playing guitar like a-ringin' a bell and lookin' like he should
                                If you gotta play at garden parties, I wish you a lotta luck
                                But if memories were all I sang, I rather drive a truck

                                CHORUS

                                lot-dah-dah-dah (lot-dah-dah-dah)
                                lot-in-dah-dah-dah

                                'n' it's all right now, learned my lesson well
                                You see, ya can't please everyone, so you got to please yourself
                                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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