death tribble Posted May 6, 2016 Report Share Posted May 6, 2016 How long will I love you ?As long as stars are above youAnd longer, if I can.How long will I need you ?As long as the seasons need toFollow their plan.How long will I be with you ?As long as the sea is bound toWash upon the sand.How long will I want you ?As long as you want me toAnd longer by far.How long will I hold you ?As long as your father told you,As long as you can.How long will I give to you ?As long as I live through youHowever long you say.How long will I love you ?As long as stars are above youAnd longer, if I may.We're all traveling through time togetherEvery day of our lives.All we can do is do our bestTo relish this remarkable ride. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted May 6, 2016 Report Share Posted May 6, 2016 Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans,Way back up in the woods among the evergreensThere stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. GoodeWho never ever learned to read or write so well,But he could play a guitar just like a ringing a bell.Go GoGo, Johnny, go, goGo, Johnny, go, goGo, Johnny, go, goGo, Johnny, go, goJohnny B. GoodeHe used to carry his guitar in a gunny sackOr sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade,Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made.The people passing by, they would stop and say,"Oh, my, but that little country boy could play !"Go GoGo, Johnny, go, goGo, Johnny, go, goGo, Johnny, go, goGo, Johnny, go, goJohnny B. GoodeHis mother told him, "Someday you will be a man,And you will be the leader of a big old band.Many people coming from miles aroundTo hear you play your music when the sun go down.Maybe someday your name will be in lightsSaying 'Johnny B. Goode tonight'."Go GoGo, Johnny, go, goGo, Johnny, go, goGo, Johnny, go, goGo, Johnny, go, goJohnny B. Goode Cancer 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted May 6, 2016 Report Share Posted May 6, 2016 I choose my friends only far too wellAnd I'm up on the pavement, they're all down in the cellarWith their government grants and my I.Q.They brought me down to size, Academia Blues Louise is a girl, I know her wellShe's up on the pavement, yes, she's a weather girlAnd I'm staying up here, so I may be undoneShe's inappropriate, but then she's much more fun and When she smiles my wayMy eyes go out in vainShe's got perfect skin Shame on you, you've got no sense of grace, shame on meAh, just in case, I might come to a conclusionOther than that which is absolutely necessaryAnd that's perfect skin Louise is the girl with the perfect skin She says turn on the light, otherwise it can't be seenShe's got cheekbones like geometry and eyes like sinAnd she's sexually enlightened by cosmopolitan and When she smiles my way My eyes go out in vainFor her perfect skin Yeah, that's perfect skin She takes me down to the basement to look at her slidesOf her family life, pretty weird at timesAt the age of ten she looked like Greta GarboAnd I loved her then, but how was she to know that When she smiles my wayMy eyes go out in vainShe's got perfect skin Up eight flights of stairs to her basement flatPretty confused huh, being shipped around like thatSeems we climbed so high, now we're down so lowStrikes me the moral of this song must be there never has been one Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted May 6, 2016 Report Share Posted May 6, 2016 Tick tockTick tockTick tock I'm not disconnectedI'm not unawareI'm in one place at one timeI'm neither here nor there I'm hooked to the mainstream, tuned into the worldPlugged into my surroundings, it's not out on a limbI'm thinking in a straight line, I'm thinking that these thoughts are mineMy heart is beating oh so fast, I feel the hours crashing Now my mind keeps time like clockworkAnd I think in sync like clockwork Tick tockTick tockTick tock She's done away with emotionShe sees things clearly nowShe says she sees it all from her roomAnd it looks so small from her room It's all right(It's all right)It's all right(It's all right)I'm on your side for a whileShe thinks time is a concept by which we measure our ageShe wants to say it again, but she don't have time Because the mind keeps time like clockworkAnd she think in sync like clockwork Tick tockTick tockTick tock Count the hoursCount the months and minutesYou're born in tearsAnd you die in pain and that's your limit You're lookin' for some [incomprehensible] reasons but there's noneThere, why don't you admit itWe'll make the most of what we've got, that's the ticketMy, my, my, my I stayed in that room a long, long timeAnd watched the seasons gliding pastAnd hey what's the matter ?We've got time, lots of time It's all right(It's all right)It's all right(It's all right)I'm on your side for a whileWe'll wind up, we'll slow downWe'll speed up, move around and we'll maybe overwind Because my mind keeps time like clockworkAnd I think in sync like clockwork When my mind keeps time like clockworkAnd we think in sync like clockwork Tick tockTick tockTick tock Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted May 6, 2016 Report Share Posted May 6, 2016 Is it getting betterOr do you feel the sameWill it make it easier on you nowYou got someone to blameYou say...One loveOne lifeWhen it's one needIn the nightOne loveWe get to share itLeaves you baby if youDon't care for itDid I disappoint youOr leave a bad taste in your mouthYou act like you never had loveAnd you want me to go withoutWell it's...Too lateTonightTo drag the past out into the lightWe're one, but we're not the sameWe get toCarry each otherCarry each otherOne...Have you come here for forgivenessHave you come to raise the deadHave you come here to play JesusTo the lepers in your headDid I ask too muchMore than a lotYou gave me nothingNow it's all I gotWe're oneBut we're not the sameWell weHurt each otherThen we do it againYou sayLove is a templeLove a higher lawLove is a templeLove the higher lawYou ask me to enterBut then you make me crawlAnd I can't be holding onTo what you gotWhen all you got is hurtOne loveOne bloodOne lifeYou got to do what you shouldOne lifeWith each otherSistersBrothersOne lifeBut we're not the sameWe get toCarry each otherCarry each otherOne...lifeOne Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cancer Posted May 6, 2016 Report Share Posted May 6, 2016 We starve, look at one another, short of breath Walking proudly in our winter coats Wearing smells from laboratories Facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy Listening for the new told lies With supreme visions of lonely tunes Somewhere, inside something there is a rush of Greatness, who knows what stands in front of Our lives, I fashion my future on films in space Silence tells me secretly Everything Everything Manchester, England, England Manchester, England, England Across the Atlantic Sea And I'm a genius, genius I believe in God And I believe that God believes in Claude That's me, that's me, that's me We starve, look at one another, short of breath Walking proudly in our winter coats Wearing smells from laboratories Facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy Listening for the new told lies With supreme visions of lonely tunes Singing our space songs on a spider web sitar Life is around you and in you Answer for Timothy Leary, dearie Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in death tribble 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clonus Posted May 6, 2016 Report Share Posted May 6, 2016 They're rioting in Africa They're starving in Spain There's hurricanes in Florida And Texas needs rain The whole world is festering with unhappy souls The French hate the Germans and the Germans hate the Poles Italians hate Yugoslavs, South Africans hate the Dutch And I don't like anybody very much But we can be thankful and tranquil and proud For man's been endowed with the mushroom shaped cloud So we know for certain that some lovely day Something will set the spark off…and we will all be blown away Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Enforcer84 Posted May 6, 2016 Report Share Posted May 6, 2016 Some people, they like to go out dancing And other people, they gotta work. then there's even some evil mothers they're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt that, women, never really faint And that villains always blink their eyes And that, y'know, children are the only ones who blush And that, life is, just to die And, everyone who ever had a heart, oh That wouldn't turn around and break it And anyone who ever played a part, whoa And wouldn't turn around and hate it Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted May 6, 2016 Author Report Share Posted May 6, 2016 Dancing bears, painted wings, Things I almost remember, And a song someone sings Once upon a December. Someone holds me safe and warm. Horses prance through a silver storm. Figures dancing gracefully Across my memory... Someone holds me safe and warm. Horses prance through a silver storm. Figures dancing gracefully Across my memory... Far away, long ago, Glowing dim as an ember, Things my heart used to know, Things it yearns to remember... And a song Someone sings Once upon a December Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Enforcer84 Posted May 6, 2016 Report Share Posted May 6, 2016 Someone Got themselves a letter In the mail the other day It's already worn and tattered And I guess It gives away All the things we keep inside All the things that really matter The face puts on its best disguise And all is well Until the heart Betrays She knows As she reads the letter That things were bound to stray Winds blow She pulls her coat tighter And the letter flies away With all the things she keeps inside All the things that really matter The face puts on its best disguise And all is well Until the heart betrays Lord bring on the night Wrap it all around me Let it hold me tight Soak up all that I bleed And I'll fly away Yeah I'll fly away Yeah I'll fly away Watch me Lord bring on the night Wrap it all around me Let it hold me tight Soak up all that I bleed I bleed (my life needs a few fierce guitar crescendos) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted May 6, 2016 Author Report Share Posted May 6, 2016 Oh the white folks hate the black folks, And the black folks hate the white folks. To hate all but the right folks Is an old established rule. But during National Brotherhood Week, National Brotherhood Week, Lena Horne and Sheriff Clarke are dancing cheek to cheek. It's fun to eulogize the people you despise, As long as you don't let 'em in your schools. Oh, the poor folks hate the rich folks, And the rich folks hate the poor folks. All of my folks hate all of your folks, It's American as apple pie. But during National Brotherhood Week, National Brotherhood Week, New Yorkers love the Puerto Ricans 'cause it's very chic. Step up and shake the hand of someone you can't stand. You can tolerate him if you try. Oh, the Protestants hate the Catholics, And the Catholics hate the Protestants, And the Hindus hate the Moslems, And everybody hates the Jews. But during National Brotherhood Week, National Brotherhood Week, It's national everyone-smile-at-one-another-hood week. Be nice to people who are inferior to you. It's only for a week, so have no fear. Be grateful that it doesn't last all year! Cygnia 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pariah Posted May 6, 2016 Author Report Share Posted May 6, 2016 Life hangs now before me, Some faint and hollow dream. Things I may remember, And some I haven't seen. Chivalry and valor, Have gone the way of pride. The tide is slowly turning, And there's nowhere left to hide. My thought turns to the common man, The lights gone from their eyes. Beneath their tattered robes, They hide the pieces of their lives. The time has changed from magic, To a world of human ways. An old magician wrings his hands, And begs for yesterday. Pull the knife out slowly Lord; Let me join your alibi. With Godliness on our side, Surely we can't tell a lie. Pull the knife out slowly Lord; Let me revel in your pain. The sacrifice of progress, Will destroy all that remains... The sounds that still remind me, Of the voices of the past; The wind that blows behind me, And the shattering of glass. The days are surely numbered, And the hours growing long. The echoes fade behind me, Like some old forgotten song. Pull the knife out slowly Lord; Let me join your alibi. With Godliness on our side, Surely we can't tell a lie. Pull the knife out slowly Lord; Let me revel in your pain. The sacrifice of progress, Will destroy all that remains... All that remains And all that is now And all that we were before Days gone by forgotten, In ageless books and plays. The values of the ancients, Elude us to this day. A final word of warning, From the ashes of the past. What is put up in a hurry, Can surely never last. Pull the knife out slowly Lord; Let me join your alibi. With Godliness on our side, Surely we can't tell a lie. Pull the knife out slowly Lord; Let me revel in your pain. The sacrifice of progress, Will destroy all that remains... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cygnia Posted May 6, 2016 Report Share Posted May 6, 2016 Hard rock hallelujahThe saints are crippledOn this sinners' nightLost are the lambsWith no guiding light The walls come down like thunderThe rocks about to rollIt's the ArockalypseNow bare your soul All we need is lightningWith power and mightStriking down the prophets of falseAs the moon is risingGive us the signNow let us rise up in awe Rock 'n' roll angels bring thy hard rock hallelujahDemons and angels all in one have arrivedRock 'n' roll angels bring thy hard rock hallelujahIn God's creation supernatural high The true believers thou shall be savedBrothers and sisters keep strong in the faithOn the day of reckoning it's who dares, winsYou will see the jokers soon'll be the new kings All we need is lightningWith power and mightStriking down the prophets of falseAs the moon is risingGive us the signNow let us rise up in awe Rock 'n' roll angels bring thy hard rock hallelujahDemons and angels all in one have arrivedRock 'n' roll angels bring thy hard rock hallelujahIn God's creation supernatural high Wings on my backI got horns on my headMy fangs are sharpAnd my eyes are red Not quite an angelOr the one that fellNow choose to join usOr go straight to Hell Hard Rock HallelujahRock 'n' roll angels bring thy hard rock hallelujahDemons and angels all in one have arrivedRock 'n' roll angels bring thy hard rock hallelujahIn God's creation supernatural high Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted May 7, 2016 Report Share Posted May 7, 2016 we're beginning to duplicate. I did Hard Rock Hallelujah a while back. Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheelNever ending or beginning on an ever-spinning reelLike a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloonLike a carousel that's turning running rings around the moonLike a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes on its faceAnd the world is like an apple whirling silently in spaceLike the circles that you find in the windmills of your mindLike a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its ownDown a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shoneLike a door that keeps revolving in a half-forgotten dreamLike the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a streamLike a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes on its faceAnd the world is like an apple whirling silently in spaceLike the circles that you find in the windmills of your mindKeys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your headWhy did summer go so quickly ?Was it something that you said ?Lovers walk along a shore and leave their footprints in the sandWas the sound of distant drumming Just the fingers of your hand ?Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragment of a songHalf-remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong ?When you knew that it was over were you suddenly awareThat the autumn leaves were turning to the colour of her hair !Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheelNever ending or beginning on an ever-spinning reelAs the images unwindLike the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted May 7, 2016 Report Share Posted May 7, 2016 No New Year's Day to celebrateNo chocolate covered candy hearts to give awayNo first of spring, no song to singIn fact here's just another ordinary day No April rainNo flowers bloomNo wedding Saturday within the month of JuneBut what it is, is something true Made up of these three words that I must say to you I just called to say I love youI just called to say how much I careI just called to say I love youAnd I mean it from the bottom of my heart No summer's highNo warm JulyNo harvest moon to light one tender August nightNo autumn breezeNo falling leavesNot even time for birds to fly to southern skies No Libra sunNo HalloweenNo giving thanks to all the Christmas joy you bringBut what it is, though old so newTo fill your heart like no three words could ever do I just called to say I love youI just called to say how much I care, I doI just called to say I love youAnd I mean it from the bottom of my heart I just called to say I love youI just called to say how much I care, I doI just called to say I love youAnd I mean it from the bottom of my heart, of my heart, of my heart Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted May 7, 2016 Report Share Posted May 7, 2016 Right, right, turn off the lightsWe're gonna lose our minds tonightWhat's the deal, yo ?I love when it's all too much5 a.m. turn the radio upWhere's the rock 'n roll ?Party crasher, panty snatcherCall me up if you're a gangstaDon't be fancy, just get dancyWhy so serious ?So raise your glass if you are wrongIn all the right ways, all my underdogsWe will never be, never be anything but loudAnd nitty, gritty, dirty, little freaksWon't you come on and come on andRaise your glass !Just come on and come on andRaise your glass !Slam, slam, oh hot damnWhat part of a party don't you understand ?Wish you'd just freak out(Freak out already)Can't stop, coming in hotI should be locked up right on the spotIt's so on right now(It's so on right now)Party crasher, panty snatcherCall me up if you're a gangstaDon't be fancy, just get dancyWhy so serious ?So raise your glass if you are wrongIn all the right ways, all my underdogsWe will never be, never be anything but loudAnd nitty, gritty, dirty, little freaksWon't you come on and come on andRaise your glass !Just come on and come on andRaise your glass !Won't you come on and come on andRaise your glass !Just come on and come on andRaise your glass !Oh damn ! My glass is emptyThat sucks !So if you're too school for cool(I mean)And you're treated like a fool(You're treated like a fool)You can choose to let it goWe can always, we can always party on our ownSo raise your (oh, damn)So raise your glass if you are wrongIn all the right ways, all my underdogsWe will never be, never be anything but loudAnd nitty, gritty, dirty, little freaks(So raise your glass if you are wrong)So raise your glass if you are wrongIn all the right ways, all my underdogsWe will never be, never be anything but loudAnd nitty, gritty, dirty, little freaksWon't you come on and come on andRaise your glass !Just come on and come on andRaise your glass !Won't you come on and come on andRaise your glass for me !Just come on and come on andRaise your glass for me !For me Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted May 7, 2016 Report Share Posted May 7, 2016 It took a lost weekend in a hotel in AmsterdamAnd double pneumonia in a single roomAnd the sickest joke was the price of the medicineAre you laughing at me now may I please laugh along with youThis morning I woke up from a deep unquiet sleepWith ashtray clothes and miss lonelyheart's penWith which I wrote for you a lovesong in tatooUpon my palm 'twas stolen from me when Jesus took my handYou see I, I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean itDrop me and I'll fall to pieces too easilyI was a king bee with a head full of attitudeWore my heart on my sleeve like a stainedMy aim was to taboo youCould we meet in the marketplaceDid I ever hey please did you wound my kneesYou see I, I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean itDrop me and I'll fall to piecesYes it's too easy and there's nobody else to blameWill I hang my head in a crying shameThere is nobody else to blame nobody else except my sweet selfAgain it took a lost weekend in a hotel in AmsterdamTwenty four gone years to conclude in tearsThat the sickest joke was the price of the medicineAre you laughing at me nowMay I please laugh alongI was a king bee with a head full of attitudeAnd ashtray heart on my sleeve wounded kneesAnd my one love song was a tatoo upon my palmYou wrote upon me when you took my handYou see I I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean itDrop me and I'll fall to pieces too easily Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted May 7, 2016 Report Share Posted May 7, 2016 Boul ma sene, boul ma guiss madi re nga fokni maneKhamouma li neka thi sama souf ak thi guinawBeugouma kouma khol oaldine yaw li neka si yawmo ne si man, li ne si mane moye dilene diapale Roughneck and rudeness,We should be using, on the ones who practice wicked charmsFor the sword and the stoneBad to the boneBattle is not overEven when it's won And when a child is born into this worldIt has no conceptOf the tone the skin is living inIt's not a second7 seconds awayJust as long as I stayI'll be waitingIt's not a second7 seconds awayJust as long as I stayI'll be waiting I'll be waiting I'll be waiting J'assume les raisons qui nous poussent de changer tout,J'aimerais qu'on oublie leur couleur pour qu'ils esperentBeaucoup de sentiments de race qui font qu'ils desesperentJe veux les portes grandements ouvertes,Des amis pour parler de leur peine, de leur joiePour qu'ils leur filent des infos qui ne divisent pasChanger 7 seconds awayJust as long as I stayI'll be waitingIt's not a second7 seconds awayJust as long as I stayI'll be waiting I'll be waiting I'll be waiting And when a child is born into this worldIt has no conceptOf the tone the skin is living in And there's a million voicesAnd there's a million voicesTo tell you what she should be thinkingSo you better sober up for just a second 7 seconds awayJust as long as I stayI'll be waitingIt's not a second7 seconds awayJust as long as I stayI'll be waitingIt's not a second7 seconds awayJust as long as I stayI'll be waiting Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted May 7, 2016 Report Share Posted May 7, 2016 Better stop dreaming of the quiet life'Cos it's the one we'll never knowAnd quit running for that runaway bus'Cos those rosey days are fewAnd...stop apologising for the things you've never done'Cos time is short and life is cruelBut it's up to us to changeThis town called MaliceRows and rows of disused milk floatsStand dying in the dairy yardAnd a hundred lonely housewivesClutch empty milk bottles to their heartsHanging out their old love letters on the line to dryIt's enough to make you stop believingWhen tears come fast and furiousIn a town called MaliceStruggle after struggle, year after yearThe atmosphere's a fine blend of iceI'm almost stone cold deadIn a town called MaliceA whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beefGets dashed against the co-opTo either cut down on beer or the kids' new gearIt's a big decision in a town called MaliceThe ghost of a steam train echoes down my trackIt's at the moment bound for nowhereJust going 'round and 'roundPlayground kids and creaking swingsLost laughter in the breezeI could go on for hours and I probably willBut I'd sooner put some joy backIn this town called Malice Cygnia 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted May 7, 2016 Report Share Posted May 7, 2016 (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah, ooh yay, yay, yay, yeah)(Oh, oh oh oh oh ooh-ah-ah, only the lonely, only the lonely)Only the lonely (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah)Know the way I feel tonight (Ooh yay, yay, yay, yeah)Only the lonely (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah)Know this feeling ain't right (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah)There goes my baby, there goes my heartThey're gone forever, so far apartBut only the lonely know wh-why-why I cry, only the lonely(Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah, ooh yay, yay, yay, yeah)(Oh, oh oh oh oh ooh-ah-ah, only the lonely, only the lonely)Only the lonely (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah)Know the heartaches I've been through (Ooh yay, yay, yay, yeahOnly the lonely (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah)Know I cry and cry for you (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah)Maybe tomorrow a new romanceNo-o-o more sorrow, but that's the chanceYou've got to take, if your lonely heart breaksOnly the lonely (Dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted May 7, 2016 Report Share Posted May 7, 2016 Don't come around here no moreDon't come around here no moreWhatever you're looking forHey ! Don't come around here no moreI've given up. I've given upI've given up on waiting any longerI've given up, on this love getting strongerI don't feel you anymoreYou darken my doorWhatever you're looking forHey, don't come around here no moreI've given up. I've given upI've given up, you tangle my emotionsI've given up, honey please admit it's overDon't come around here no moreDon't come around here no moreWhatever you're looking forHey, don't come around here no moreStop walking down my streetWho did you expect to meet ?Whatever you're looking forHey, don't come around here no more Cygnia and Cancer 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cygnia Posted May 7, 2016 Report Share Posted May 7, 2016 The restless wind has seen all things in every kind of lightRising with the full moon to go howling through the nightThe sleepless wind has heard all things between the sea and skyIn the canyons of the city you can hear the buildings cry Oh, the wind can carry all the voices of the seaOh, the wind can carry all the echoes home to meOh, the wind can carry all the voices of the seaOh, the wind can carry all the echoes home to me Run with wind and weather to the music of the seaAll four winds together can't bring the world to meChase the wind around the world, I want to look at lifeIn the available light Play of light, a photograph, the way I used to beSome half forgotten stranger doesn't mean that much to meTrick of light, moving picture, moments caught in flightMake the shadows darker or the colors shine too bright Oh, the light can carry all the visions of the seaOh, the light can carry all the images to me Run to light from shadow, sun gives me no restPromise offered in the east, broken in the westChase the sun around the world, I want to look at lifeIn the available light Oh, the wind can carry all the voices of the seaOh, the wind can carry all the echoes home to me All four winds together can't bring the world to meShadows hide the play of light, so much I want to seeChase the light around the world, I want to look at lifeIn the available light I'll go with the wind, oh, the wind can carryI'll stand in the light, oh, the wind can carryI'll go with the wind, oh, the wind can carryI'll stand in the light, oh, the wind can carryI'll go with the wind, oh, the wind can carryI'll stand in the light Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted May 7, 2016 Report Share Posted May 7, 2016 Isn't it rich ?Are we a pair ?Me here at last on the ground,You in mid-air.Send in the clowns.Isn't it bliss ?Don't you approve ?One who keeps tearing around,One who can't move.Where are the clowns ?Send in the clowns.Just when I'd stopped opening doors,Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours,Making my entrance again with my usual flair,Sure of my lines,No one is there.Don't you love farce ?My fault I fear.I thought that you'd want what I want.Sorry, my dear.But where are the clowns ?Quick, send in the clowns.Don't bother, they're here.Isn't it rich ?Isn't it queer,Losing my timing this lateIn my career ?And where are the clowns ?There ought to be clowns.Well, maybe next year Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
death tribble Posted May 7, 2016 Report Share Posted May 7, 2016 Oh what a circus ! Oh what a show !Argentina has gone to townOver the death of an actress called Eva PeronWe've all gone crazyMourning all day and mourning all nightFalling over ourselves to get all, of the misery rightOh what an exit ! That's how to go !When they're ringing your curtain downDemand to be buried like Eva PeronIt's quite a sunsetAnd good for the country in a roundabout wayWe've made the front pages of all, the world's papers todayBut who is this Santa Evita ?Why all this howling hysterical sorrow ?What kind of goddess has lived among us ?How will we ever get by without her ?She had her moments--she had some styleThe best show in town was the crowdOutside the Casa Rosada crying, "Eva Peron"But that's all gone nowAs soon as the smoke from the funeral clearsWe're all gonna see and howl, she did nothing for years !Salve regina mater misericordiaeVita dulcedo et spes nostraSalve salve reginaAd te clamamus exules filii EvaAd te suspiramus gementes et flentesO clemens o piaYou let down your people EvitaYou were supposed to have been immortalThat's all they wantedNot much to ask forBut in the end you could not deliverSalve regina mater misericordiaeVita dulcedo et spes nostraSalve salve regina PeronAd te clamamus exules filii EvaAd te suspiramus gementes et flentesO clemens o pia Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greywind Posted May 7, 2016 Report Share Posted May 7, 2016 Time, time, timeSee what's become of me Time, time, timeSee what's become of meWhile I looked aroundFor my possibilities I was so hard to please Look aroundLeaves are brownAnd the skyIs a hazy shade of winter Hear the salvation army bandDown by the riversideIt's bound to be a better rideThan what you've got planned Carry a cup in your hand Look aroundLeaves are brownAnd the skyIs a hazy shade of winter Hang on to your hopes my friendThat's an easy thing to sayBut if your hopes should pass awaySimply pretend That you can build them again Look aroundGrass is highFields are ripeIt's the springtime of my life Seasons change with the sceneryWeaving time in a tapestryWon't you stop and remember me? Look aroundLeaves are brownAnd the skyIs a hazy shade of winter Look aroundLeaves are brownThere's a patch of snowOn the ground Look aroundLeaves are brownThere's a patch of snowOn the ground Look aroundLeaves are brownThere's a patch of snowOn the ground Cancer and Cygnia 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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