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Post a lyric that suits your mood Sept.06 I'm not alone, I wish I was
'Cause then I'd know I was down because I couldn't find a friend around To love me like they do right now They do right now I'm dizzy from the shopping mall I searched for joy but I bought it all It doesn't help the hunger pains And a thirst I'd have to drown first to ever satiate Something's missing And I don't know how to fix it Something's missing And I don't know what it is No I don't know what it is At all When Autumn comes, it doesn't ask It just walks in where it left you last You never know when it starts Until there's fog inside the glass around your summer heart Something's missing And I don't know how to fix it Something's missing And I don't know what it is, no I don't know what it is At all I can't be sure that this state of mind Is not of my own design I wish there was an over-the-counter test for loneliness For loneliness like this Something's missing And I don't know how to fix it Something's missing And I don't know what it is No I don't know what it is Something's different And I don't know what it is No I don't know what it is Friends - check Money - check Well-slept - check Opposite sex - check Guitar - check Microphone - check Messages waiting on me when I come home - check How come everything I think I need Always comes with batteries? What do you think it means? How come everything I think I need... In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Still August here 
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PANDURITO said: Still August here
yeah i know...i'm early... 
But I wanted a new thread...and I've been doing it by month lately.  In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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The waiting drove me mad...you're finally here and I'm a mess
I take your riches back...can't let you roam inside my head I don't want to take what you can give... I would rather starve than eat your bread... I would rather run but I can't walk... Guess I'll lie alone just like before... I'll take the firmist path...oh, and I must refuse your test A-push me and I will resist...this behavior's not unique I don't want to hear from those who know... They can buy, but can't put on my clothes... I don't want to limp for them to walk... Never would have known of me before... I don't want to be held in your debt... I'll pay it off in blood, let I be wed... I'm already cut up and half dead... I'll end up alone like I began... Everything has changed, absolutely nothing's changed Take my hand, not my picture, spilled my tincture I don't want to take what you can give... I would rather starve than eat your breast... All the things that others want for me... Can't buy what I want because it's free... (2 x) Can't be what you want because I'm... I ain't s'posed to be this far Oh, to live and die, let it be done I figure I'll be damned, all alone like I began... It's your move now... I thought you were a friend, but I guess I, I guess I hate you... | |
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Bright light almost blinding,
Black night still there shining, I can't stop, keep on climbing, Looking for what I knew. Had a friend, she once told me, "You got love, you ain't lonely," Now she's gone and left me only Looking for what I knew. Mmm, I'm telling you now, The greatest thing you ever can do now, Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now, It's very easy just. Met a man on the roadside crying, Without a friend, there's no denying, You're incomplete, they'll be no finding Looking for what you knew. So anytime somebody needs you, Don't let them down, altho' it grieves you, Some day you'll need someone like they do, Looking for what you knew. Mmm, I'm telling you now, The greatest thing you ever can do now, Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now, It's very easy just...ooh, yeah.  [Edited 8/28/06 4:48am] | |
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Gambler, gambler
I'm a gambler, and I will take you by surprise Gambler, I'll aim this straight between your eyes Gambler, yeah I know all the words to say 'Cause I'm a gambler, I only play the game my way, yeah Don't want to say this but I think that I should I'm better off forgotten if you think that I'd be good One day you see me the next day I'm gone Don't fight me baby I don't want to hold on I'm a gambler, a gambler You're not happy with the way I act You better turn around boy, don't look back You're getting angry, you know I can see You're just jealous 'cause you can't be me You can't stop me now 'Cause I'm right and I'm making advances Let me show you how Tonight, I'll be taking my chances On you, on you, on you, on you, that's right baby I'm a gambler, gambler You understand what I'm talking about? I'm a gambler, a gambler Gambler, 'cause I'm a gambler You can't stop me now I'm on the road baby I know how You can't stop me now Oh no You can't stop me now 'Cause I'm a gambler, yeah I'm a gambler That's right baby | |
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'Hey baby let's get away let's go some place, huh'' Well I don't care He's the kind of guy that you give your everything And trust your heart, share all of your love, till death do you part I want to be what he wants when he wants it, and whenever he needs it And when he's lonesome and feelin' love starved I'll be there to feed it I'm givin' him a little bit for each day He turns me right on when I hear him say (Hey baby let's get away, let's go somewhere far (Baby can we') Well I don't care (Hey baby let's get away, let's go somewhere far (Baby can we') Well I don't care I wanna be what he wants when he wants it And whenever he needs it When it comes to bein' feelin' loved starved I'll be there to feed it Lovin him a little bit more each day It turns me right on when I hear him say (Hey baby let's get away, let's go somewhere far) (Baby can we') Well, I don't care (Hey baby let's get away, let's go somewhere far) (Baby can we') Well, I don't care (Day dreamin' and I'm thinkin' of you) (Day dreamin' and I'm thinkin' of you) hoooo (Day dreamin' and I'm thinkin' of you) (Day dreamin' and I'm thinkin' of you) | |
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Mother mother how's the family?
I'm just calling to say hello. How's the weather? how's my father? Am i lonely? heavens no. Mother mother are ya listening? just a phone call to ease your mind. Life is perfect, never better, distance making the heart grow fond. When you sent me off to see the world, Were you scared that i might get hurt? Would i try a little tobacco, Would i keep on hiking up my skirt? I'm hungry, I'm dirty, I'm losing my mind... Everything's fine! I'm freezing, I'm starving, I'm bleeding death... Everything's fine! Yeah, i'm working, making money, i'm just starting to build a name. I can feel it, around the corner, i could make it any day. Mother mother can you hear me, sure i'm sober, sure i'm sane. Life is perfect, never better, still your daughter, still the same. If i tell you what you want to hear, Will it help you to sleep well at night? Are you sure that i'm your perfect dear, Now just cuddle up and sleep tight. I'm hungry, I'm dirty, I'm losing my mind... Everything's fine! I'm freezing, I'm starving, I'm bleeding to death... Everything's fine! I miss you, I love you. | |
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[MF Doom] Two two One two, two two ("Uh-uh, uh-uh") One one ("Y'all ain't gon' cut my front but") ("'Less I get one of them, sport") ("Sport radio thangs with the earbuds") The super flow more stupider than Richard Pryor Combine with Bazooka Joe jokes, to spit fire Eat MC's like El Chupa Nibre Except for when I defeat and knock they beat off eBay Danger in the street, shootin at a DJ Doom countin chickens like the Colonel on D-Day "We 'bout to fry, so burn 'em all" he say Villain gettin paid off the same joint three ways ... You rang? "Can you spare some sugar?" By his right ear was a smear and a booger Pour my coffee, he replied "Of coursely" Still chewin the mask whispered "Eww get off me" His money chunk he couldn't spare a thin dime Once was in a rhyme crew - monkies into crime What happened? He coulda went platinum Then he discovered the secret plan they had to gat him ... It wasn't hard to find the file to pull They had they differences, all irreconcilable And that's a pile of bull - they're bad That's why they don't tell no tales, don't wear plaid His upper lip and dome stayed stiff I made him try to riff over a homemade gift A statue with overfoam chrome sprayed Kif With a handwritten signature from dude who played Biff The Simpsons, but "Back to the Future Part II" And leave it up to you, to choose who When he cruise through, he know how you foolsies do Get him catch him dreamin and you creep him like a Suzie Q He said "{Fuck you, bitch} you don't know me Watch I bring the truck through, switch like you owe me" If you in luck, I get richer off you, blow me Dumile got her like Inuyasha got Kagome Well, now what do we got here Miscommunication, can lead to hot beer Although he's not here, his agenda was clear Clearly a big spender, who wears a lot of gear Doom the Great, no low self-esteem Got to go get the wealth growin green gleam He make it seem mean as a pre-teen choir head Sire said, the first time he seen Firehead The squire, what about Barbera? Closer than it seems like in the car mirror Dancers turn gangsta, what be surely wilder His student was a cell buddy, name of Early Cuyler | |
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I'm bored
I'm the chairman of the bored, I'm a lengthy monologue I'm livin' like a dog I'm bored I bore myself to sleep at night I bore myself in broad daylight coz I'm bored Just another slimy bore I'm free to bore my well-bought friends And spend my cash until the end coz I'm bored I'm bored I'm the chairman of the board I'm sick I'm sick of all my kicks I'm sick of all the stiffs I'm sick of all the dips I'm bored I bore myself to sleep at night I bore myself in broad daylight coz I'm bored I'm bored Just another dirty bore All right doll-face Come on and bore me I'm sick I'm sick of all my kicks I'm sick of all the stiffs I'm sick of all the dips I'm sick I'm sick when I go to sleep at night I'm still sick in the broad daylight coz I'm bored I'm bored I'm the chairman of the. . . BORED! | |
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+ LIVE +
'Born Branded' Jesus called, he won't be coming to dinner tonight. Democracy cancelled out, some kind of fight. So tell me, how am I supposed to eat alone? When all of my butlers have gone, nannies have gone...yeah. On the morning of my birth, I must have wondered at the Earth I must have seen the trees, like Adam showed them to Eve. But now I'm American and white, all I know is anxiety and fright Now love is something I must search for to find. Jesus called, he won't be coming to dinner, love. Democracy cancelled out for the final time. I'm begging brothers, sisters, cut your leashes free. We were born branded. Second-handed down. Shepherds in the field of reality blame the sheep for lost possibilities. The sheep may be lost, but the shepherd, he is just as lost. A shepherd is a man afraid of losing all the things he made up to keep his feet planted high above the field. I'm talkin' 'bout, mother father, sister, brother, teacher, preacher, anyone who dares to tell you where to stand. I say the love is in your hands. Just look at the world, don't try to understand. | |
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Wide eyed.
Knee deep in surprise. Just below your thighs the temperature drops 5 degrees. Your stand-by flight has just arrived. Tongue-tied bleeding from your eyes. even Christ himself would cringe at the sight of your scars While you're counting sheep, I'll count my lucky stars. You were the last good thing I ever saw. I lost it all I lost it all Burned out on 2 hours of shut-eye. Eyes glazed at the thought of the next 8 hours. Headwind cold rain to wake me. You were the last good thing I ever saw. | |
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I Can See Clearly Now
I can see clearly now the rain has gone I can see all obstacles in my way Gone are the dark clouds that made me crash It's going to be a bright, bright sunshiny day I think I can ride now the pain has gone And all of the scabs and grazes have disappeared Here's the bow-ti I've been praying for It's gonna be a bright, bright sunshiny day Look all around there's nothing but blue skies Look straight ahead nothing but blue skies I think I can ride the fells now the rain has gone And all of the mud- puddles have disappeared I can ride again now the rain has gone It's gonna be a bright, bright Sunshiny day Jimmy Cliff | |
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She
She... She screams in silence A sullen riot penetrating through her mind We... Wait for a sign To smash the silence with the brick of self-control Are you locked up in a world Thats been planned out for you? Are you feeling like a social tool without a use? Scream at me until my ears bleed I'm taking heed just for you She... She's figured out All her doubts were someone else's point of view We... Walking up this time To smash the silence with the brick of self-control Are you locked up in a world Thats been planned out for you? Are you feeling like a social tool without a use? Scream at me until my ears bleed I'm taking heed just for you EHHHHH,AHHHHH!!! Are you locked up in a world Thats been planned out for you? Are you feeling like a social tool without a use? Scream at me until my ears bleed I'm taking heed just for you | |
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EDDIE IS SOOOOO F'in SEXY SINGING THIS!
Unsealed, on a porch a letter sat Then you said I wanna leave it again Once I saw him on a beach of weathered sand And on the sand, I wanna leave it again, yeah... On a weekend, on a visit on her way, yeah... And they called and I said, and I want what I said... And then I call out again And the reason, oughta' leave her calm, I know I said, I know what I wear, not a boxer or the bag Ah yeah...can you see them? Out on the porch, yeah, but they don't wave I see them, round the front way, yeah... And I know and I know I don't want to stay Make me cry... I see, ooh...I don't know there's something else I wanna drum it all away And I said, I don't, I don't know where there's a boxer or the bag Ah yeah...can you see them? Out on the porch, yeah, but they don't wave I see them, round the front way, yeah... And I know, and I know, I don't wanna stay, oh... I don't wanna stay... (3x) I don't, don't wanna...yeah...ooh...oh... | |
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Hideaway - The Delays
No I don’t think it’s a good thing Without a second thought you put your hand on my shoulder Without a second look you took me miles away What happened after that, I couldn’t see and I lost you? And I stumbled around until I found you again Cos’ you are my only hideaway, you make the world seem bigger You are my only hideaway, you do Without a second thought you found the words to explain me Without a second look you tried to open my mind Well I know that you are waiting and your patience is failing But I know that I’ll get there in a matter of time Cos’ you are my only hideaway, you make the world seem bigger Oh you are my only hideaway, you do And so tonight we’ll set the motion right And so tonight, we’ve time to make it alright   | |
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"When It All Falls Apart"
I'm having the day from hell, It wasn't all going so well (before you came) And you told me you needed space, With a kiss on the side my face (not again) And not to mention (the tears I shed) But I should have kicked your (ass instead) I need intervention Attention to stop temptation to scream Cause baby Everything is F'ed up straight from the heart Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart Gotta pick myself up where do I start Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart No Don't know where I parked my car Don't know who my real friends are (anymore) I put my faith in you What a stupid thing to do (when it rains it pours) And not to mention (I drank too much) I'm feeling hung over (and out of touch) I need intervention Attention to stop temptation to scream Cause baby Everything is F'ed up straight from the heart Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart Gotta pick myself up where do I start Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart No Can it be easier? Can I just change my life? Cause it just seems to go bad everytime Will I be mending? another one ending once again Everything is F'ed up straight from the heart Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart Gotta pick myself up where do I start Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart No [x2] Falls apart Gotta pick myself up 'cause things are messed up | |
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I'm a good guy for a gal
So won't you look my palm over I've got time for a chat So won't you tell me my future I'm gonna break down at fifty And I'm not quite a stallion I'm a good guy for a gal And I'm mentally slipping Oh yeah, oh yeah What's that ya' see? Oh boy, find out what's up with me Oh yeah, oh yeah What's that ya' see? Tell me more of what's gonna be If you're friends with P. Well, then you're friends with me If you're down with P. Well, then you're down with me Friends of P. Friends of P. Friends of P. Friends... Somebody's fame and fortune is gonna come to me early I get two loves in my life, and I'm dying at 90 | |
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Before all of this ever went down
In another place, another town, You were just a face in the crowd Out in t he street walking around A face in the crowd Out of a dream, out of the sky Into my heart, into my life And you were just a face in the crowd Out in the street, thinking out loud A face in the crowd In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Sweeny79 said: Before all of this ever went down
In another place, another town, You were just a face in the crowd Out in t he street walking around A face in the crowd Out of a dream, out of the sky Into my heart, into my life And you were just a face in the crowd Out in the street, thinking out loud A face in the crowd Trying to make me feel better? | |
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I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue To turn and run when all I needed was the truth But that's how it's got to be It's coming down to nothing more than apathy I'd rather run the other way than stay and see The smoke and who's still standing when it clears Everyone knows I'm in Over my head Over my head With eight seconds left in overtime She's on your mind She's on your mind Let's rearrange I wish you were a stranger I could disengage Just say that we agree and then never change Soften a bit until we all just get along But that's disregard Find another friend and you discard As you lose the argument in a cable car Hanging above as the canyon comes between Everyone knows I'm in Over my head Over my head With eight seconds left in overtime She's on your mind She's on your mind Everyone knows I'm in Over my head Over my head With eight seconds left in overtime She's on your mind She's on your mind And suddenly I become a part of your past I'm becoming the part that don't last I'm losing you and its effortless Without a sound we lose sight of the ground In the throw around Never thought that you wanted to bring it down I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves And everyone knows I'm in Over my head Over my head With eight seconds left in overtime She's on your mind She's on your mind Everyone knows She's on your mind Everyone knows I'm in over my head I'm in over my head I'm in over... Everyone knows I'm in Over my head Over my head With eight seconds left in overtime She's on your mind She's on your mind | |
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kidelrich said: Sweeny79 said: Before all of this ever went down
In another place, another town, You were just a face in the crowd Out in t he street walking around A face in the crowd Out of a dream, out of the sky Into my heart, into my life And you were just a face in the crowd Out in the street, thinking out loud A face in the crowd Trying to make me feel better? Ummm.... no that one was for me... But I do hope yu feel better In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Sweeny79 said: Before all of this ever went down
In another place, another town, You were just a face in the crowd Out in t he street walking around A face in the crowd Out of a dream, out of the sky Into my heart, into my life And you were just a face in the crowd Out in the street, thinking out loud A face in the crowd Fitting.. | |
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Shanti1 said: Sweeny79 said: Before all of this ever went down
In another place, another town, You were just a face in the crowd Out in t he street walking around A face in the crowd Out of a dream, out of the sky Into my heart, into my life And you were just a face in the crowd Out in the street, thinking out loud A face in the crowd Fitting.. I like it...it's a great song... In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away I keep your photograph and I know it serves me well I wanna hold you high and steal your pain 'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome And I don't feel like I am strong enough 'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome And I don't feel right when you're gone away You've gone away, you don't feel me here, anymore The worst is over now and we can breathe again I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight I wanna hold you high and steal your pain [x2] 'Cause I'm broken when I'm open And I don't feel like I am strong enough 'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome And I don't feel right when you're gone away 'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome And I don't feel right when you're gone away You've gone away You don't feel me here anymore | |
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So there was this boy and this girl, and they'd never met. They'd never spoken to each other or even seen each other. But one day the girl wrote a letter to the boy.
The boy was lying in bed one morning when the letter arrived. He heard the postman, and he hoped it might be one of the songs he'd sent off somewhere coming back with some good news. All that turned up though was a letter from his friend from school, who'd gone off to art-college in Dundee. But the letter had another letter inside it, in another envelope, and that was the letter from the girl. And they began to write to each other a lot, the boy and the girl. And for a long time one of them would get a letter everyday. They wrote about everything; about themselves and about the world. And they wrote their own world. And they lit the whole thing up. And after a while they began to meet up in the world where other people live. Quite nervously, and only about once a year. And they would walk around just watching things; laughing at stuff that happened. They didn't talk too much, they'd already said most of what they had to say in letters, and they were shy. And at the end of those rare days the would both go back to their own cities, and write about how good their day had been, and say some of the things they hadn't said at the time. And light the whole thing up. And then life began to happen to them; their separate lives in their separate cities. But although they wrote a little less often they wrote still just as long, about their lives, and how the world was coming into their world. And they kept going till they realized they'd been writing for seven years. And because they had once written themselves a beach, on which to dream themselves together, they decided that to celebrate they'd have another one of their rare days, and for it they would go to a beach. And in his last letter before they went the boy wrote, "It'll be good, and if you want you can take my bony hand along the shore." And so they went, and they could talk a little bit more by then. They could talk okay. And they spent some money in the arcade at one beach, and at another beach they built a town out of sand and shells. And the girl drew out a puzzle on the wet sand; a puzzle she'd been trying to solve in a dream the night before. And they walked out and stood on the edge of the sea there for a while, and when they turned around to walk back to the road the boy said, "Do you want to take my hand?" and the girl said, "Take it where?". And although he afterwards thought he should have said, "Everywhere", he only just mumbled. "My hand's very cold." the girl said as he took it. And as they walked up the beach the boy said, "We only have to do this until we reach the dry sand, then we can stop." And for a bit they walked in silence. And although in more than a thousand letters they had talked of the stars, and of rivers, and of love- and woven a hundred dreams, all they could think of to talk about was a tree in a garden on the other side of the road; how tall it was, and how out of place it looked. And when they came to the dry sand they didn't let go of each other's hand, they just walked on up the beach, still talking about the tree. And they stepped over the fence and onto the pavement, falling quiet again. And as they walked along the pavement they came to a pole, and walked one on either side. And they let go their hands... |
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"Don't You Worry 'Bout A Thing"
Everybody's got a thing But some don't know how to handle it Always reachin' out in vain Accepting the things not worth having but Don't you worry 'bout a thing Don't you worry 'bout a thing, mama Cause I'll be standing on the side When you check it out They say your style of life's a drag And that you must go other places But just don't you feel too bad When you get fooled by smiling faces but Don't you worry 'bout a thing Don't you worry 'bout a thing, mama Cause I'll be standing on the side When you check it out...Yeah When you get it off...your trip Don't you worry 'bout a thing...Yeah Don't you worry 'bout a thing...Yeah Don't you worry 'bout a thing Don't you worry 'bout a thing, mama Cause I'll be standing on the side When you check it out... When you get it off...your trip Everybody needs a change A chance to check out the new But you're the only one to see The changes you take yourself through Don't you worry 'bout a thing Don't you worry 'bout a thing, pretty mama Cause I'll be standing in the wings When you check it out Don't you worry 'bout a thing No More Haters on the Internet. | |
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CarrieMpls said: So there was this boy and this girl, and they'd never met. They'd never spoken to each other or even seen each other. But one day the girl wrote a letter to the boy.
The boy was lying in bed one morning when the letter arrived. He heard the postman, and he hoped it might be one of the songs he'd sent off somewhere coming back with some good news. All that turned up though was a letter from his friend from school, who'd gone off to art-college in Dundee. But the letter had another letter inside it, in another envelope, and that was the letter from the girl. And they began to write to each other a lot, the boy and the girl. And for a long time one of them would get a letter everyday. They wrote about everything; about themselves and about the world. And they wrote their own world. And they lit the whole thing up. And after a while they began to meet up in the world where other people live. Quite nervously, and only about once a year. And they would walk around just watching things; laughing at stuff that happened. They didn't talk too much, they'd already said most of what they had to say in letters, and they were shy. And at the end of those rare days the would both go back to their own cities, and write about how good their day had been, and say some of the things they hadn't said at the time. And light the whole thing up. And then life began to happen to them; their separate lives in their separate cities. But although they wrote a little less often they wrote still just as long, about their lives, and how the world was coming into their world. And they kept going till they realized they'd been writing for seven years. And because they had once written themselves a beach, on which to dream themselves together, they decided that to celebrate they'd have another one of their rare days, and for it they would go to a beach. And in his last letter before they went the boy wrote, "It'll be good, and if you want you can take my bony hand along the shore." And so they went, and they could talk a little bit more by then. They could talk okay. And they spent some money in the arcade at one beach, and at another beach they built a town out of sand and shells. And the girl drew out a puzzle on the wet sand; a puzzle she'd been trying to solve in a dream the night before. And they walked out and stood on the edge of the sea there for a while, and when they turned around to walk back to the road the boy said, "Do you want to take my hand?" and the girl said, "Take it where?". And although he afterwards thought he should have said, "Everywhere", he only just mumbled. "My hand's very cold." the girl said as he took it. And as they walked up the beach the boy said, "We only have to do this until we reach the dry sand, then we can stop." And for a bit they walked in silence. And although in more than a thousand letters they had talked of the stars, and of rivers, and of love- and woven a hundred dreams, all they could think of to talk about was a tree in a garden on the other side of the road; how tall it was, and how out of place it looked. And when they came to the dry sand they didn't let go of each other's hand, they just walked on up the beach, still talking about the tree. And they stepped over the fence and onto the pavement, falling quiet again. And as they walked along the pavement they came to a pole, and walked one on either side. And they let go their hands... That's fantastic! Who is that by? I know i've heard it before but I can't place it right now. In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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luv4all7 said: Bright light almost blinding,
Black night still there shining, I can't stop, keep on climbing, Looking for what I knew. Had a friend, she once told me, "You got love, you ain't lonely," Now she's gone and left me only Looking for what I knew. Mmm, I'm telling you now, The greatest thing you ever can do now, Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now, It's very easy just. Met a man on the roadside crying, Without a friend, there's no denying, You're incomplete, they'll be no finding Looking for what you knew. So anytime somebody needs you, Don't let them down, altho' it grieves you, Some day you'll need someone like they do, Looking for what you knew. Mmm, I'm telling you now, The greatest thing you ever can do now, Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now, It's very easy just...ooh, yeah.
[Edited 8/28/06 4:48am]   "I saw a woman with major Hammer pants on the subway a few weeks ago and totally thought of you." - sextonseven | |
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