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Things that you want

Peace of mind
To find is not easy
When the one you love you don't trust
When I picture the image of someone else beside her
I see a reflection of violence
And emotion of life that is used
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, ooohhh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, ooohhh
I see a reflection of violence
And emotion of life that is used.

You will see
That the mind cannot furnish
Things that you want were gone
What can I see
When the one thing that you had had passed
Is not pretty
You want to love so bad
But you bleed through every time.
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, ooohhh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, ooohhh
You want to love so bad
But you bleed every time.

You said, you said you loved me
Yeah, more than you do
And you go and take everything I ever did and give to you
And throw it all away yeah, yeah, yeah
Throw it all away yeah.
Why!? Why!? Why!? Why!?
Why!? Why!?
Why!?








Blue cheer ~ www.youtube.com/watch?v=OQcug_…
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As long as I g a z e

Dirty old river, must you keep rolling
Flowing into the night
People so busy, makes me feel dizzy
Taxi light shines so bright
But I don't need no friends
As long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset
I am in paradise

Every day I look at the world from my window
But chilly, chilly is the evening time
Waterloo sunset's fine

Terry meets Julie, Waterloo Station
Every Friday night
But I am so lazy, don't want to wander
I stay at home at night
But I don't feel afraid
As long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset
I am in paradise

Every day I look at the world from my window
But chilly, chilly is the evening time
Waterloo sunset's fine

Millions of people swarming like flies 'round Waterloo underground
But Terry and Julie cross over the river
Where they feel safe and sound
And they don't need no friends
As long as they gaze on Waterloo sunset
They are in paradise

Waterloo sunset's fine

Raymond Douglas Davies






First Aid Kit - www.youtube.com/watch?v=wUFste…

Kinks ~ www.youtube.com/watch?v=g-D9xc…

Bowie ~ www.youtube.com/watch?v=TyMGZ5…

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Ray ~ www.youtube.com/watch?v=4vRURp…
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l o v e' s t u r n e d p o i s o n d a r t

Here's to the corners yet to turn
Here's to the bridges yet to burn
Here's to the whole thing blown apart
It's open season on my heart
The days go by like flying bricks
Leave gaping holes too deep to fix
I'd just stay home if I were smart
It's open season on my heart

I can't blame anyone but me
This reckless fool I've come to be
My tired excuses just don't fit
It don't look good from where I sit
I've tried to change without much luck
I reached the point where I get stuck
I hit the streets and the fireworks start
It's open season on my heart

I can't be something that I'm not
I can't give what I haven't got
I don't know where or why or when
I only know the shape I'm in

So here's to the clown down in the mouth
Here's to the whole thing going south
My own true love's turned poison dart
It's open season on my heart

Here's turning heartaches into art
It's open season on my heart





~ www.youtube.com/watch?v=hOvagw…
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Just another way for the heart to break

Me and my best friend Lillian 
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon,
Sittin' on the front porch cooling in the shade
Singin' every song the radio played
Waitin' for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town 
Me and Lillian
Just across the line and a little southeast of Meridian.

She loved her brother I remember back when 
He was fixin' up a '49 Indian
He told her 'Little sister, gonna ride the wind
Up around the moon and back again"
He never got farther than Vietnam,
I was standin' there with her when the telegram come
For Lillian.
Now he's lyin' somewhere about a million miles from Meridian.
She said there's not much hope for a red dirt girl 
Somewhere out there is a great big world
That's where I'm bound
And the stars might fall on Alabama
But one of these days I'm gonna swing 
My hammer down
Away from this red dirt town
I'm gonna make a joyful sound

She grew up tall and she grew up thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard,
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned hard
Got in trouble with a boy from town
Figured that she might as well settle down
So she dug right in
Across a red dirt line just a little south east from Meridian

She tried hard to love him but it never did take
It was just another way for the heart to break
So she dug right in. 
But one thing they don't tell you about the blues
When you got em
You keep on falling cause there ain't no bottom
There ain't know end. 
At least not for Lillian

Nobody knows when she started her skid,
She was only 27 and she had five kids.
Could'a been the whiskey,
Could'a been the pills, 
Could'a been the dream she was trying to kill.
But there won't be a mention in the news of the world 
About the life and the death of a red dirt girl
Names Lillian
Who never got any farther across the line than Meridian.

Now the stars still fall on Alabama
Tonight she finally laid 
That hammer down
Without a sound
In the red dirt ground





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like a ghost in my mind

Oh the bitter winds are coming in
And I'm already missing the summer
Stockholm's cold but I've been told
I was born to endure this kind of weather
When it's you I find like a ghost in my mind
I am defeated and I gladly wear the crown

I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your June
If you'll be my Gram and my Johnny too
No, I'm not asking much of you
Just sing little darling, sing with me

Now so much I know that things just don't grow
If you don't blessed them with your patience
And I've been there before I held up the door
For every stranger with a promise

But I'm holding back, that's the strength that I lack
Every morning keeps returning at my window
And it brings me to you and I won't just pass through
But I'm not asking for a storm

I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your June
If you'll be my Gram and my Johnny too
No, I'm not asking much of you
Just sing little darling, sing with me

And yes I might have lied to you
You wouldn't benefit from knowing of the truth
I was frightened but I held fast
I need you now at long last

I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your June
If you'll be my Gram and my Johnny too
No, I'm not asking much of you
Just sing little darling, sing with me

I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your June
If you'll be my Gram and my Johnny too
No, I'm not asking much of you
Just sing little darling, sing with me
Just sing little darling, sing with me




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Across these beds of darkness
Oh mama there's this Spanish dancer
Whose steps I follow when he comes near
The red dress of temptation
Over a long black slip of fear
Will I fall beneath the shadow of some broken cross
My arms emptied and all my treasures lost

Still like that Spanish dancer
I throw my roses down for him
Across these beds of darkness
He opens his arms and gathers them in

Oh mama the bridges were burning
Over a river black and cold
But I walked when love commanded me
Up to the edges of his soul
But I'm still frightened of that dark divide
Will I gain entrance or be denied

Still like that Spanish dancer
I throw my roses down for him
Across these beds of darkness
He opens his arms and gathers them in

Oh mama when you were a young girl
Did you ever love a man so much
As if he were some fantastic jewel
That you should never be worthy of
But all those illusions strip and fall
And he is just a man after all

Still like that Spanish dancer
I throw my roses down for him
Across these beds of darkness
He opens his arms and gathers them in

Just like that Spanish dancer... I
Just like that Spanish dancer..... I
Just like that Spanish dancer....... I

Throw my roses down for him  

 


www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Rn6hB…
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by evil quarrels

    When you, Lydia, start to praise

    Telephus’ rosy neck, Telephus’ waxen arms,

    alas, my burning passion starts

    to mount deep inside me, with troubling anger.

    

    Neither my feelings, nor my hue

    stay as they were before, and on my cheek a tear

    slides down, secretly, proving how

    I’m consumed inwardly with lingering fires.

    

    I burn, whether it’s madhouse

    quarrels that have, drunkenly, marked your gleaming

    shoulders, or whether the crazed boy

    has placed a love-bite, in memory, on your lips.

    

    If you’d just listen to me now,

    you’d not bother to hope for constancy from him

    who wounds that sweet mouth, savagely,

    that Venus has imbued with her own pure nectar.

    

    Three times happy are they, and more,

    held by unbroken pledge, one which no destruction

    of love, by evil quarrels,

    will ever dissolve, before life’s final day.


~ Horace:The Odes


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Who wants to live for EVER
There's no time for us
There's no place for us
What is this thing that builds our dreams, yet slips away from us
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever . . .?

There's no chance for us
It's all decided for us
This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever

Who dares to love forever
Oh oo woh, when love must die
But touch my tears with your lips
Touch my world with your fingertips
And we can have forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our today
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever
Forever is our today
Who waits forever anyway?





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Washer woman


The washerwoman is a member of the Salvation Army.
And over the tub of suds rubbing underwear clean
She sings that Jesus will wash her sins away
And the red wrongs she has done God and man
Shall be white as driven snow.
Rubbing underwear she sings of the Last Great Washday.

~ Carl Sandburg

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A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous ~ Ingrid Bergman . . . www.youtube.com/watch?v=wKjVMC…

Blue, songs are like tattoos
You know I've been to sea before
Crown and anchor me
Or let me sail away
Hey Blue, there is a song for you
Ink on a pin
Underneath the skin
An empty space to fill in
Well there're so many sinking now
You've got to keep thinking
You can make it thru these waves

Blue, here is a shell for you
Inside you'll hear a sigh
A foggy lullaby
There is your song from me

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Happy birthday Michael!  Birthday cake  icon 
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Happy Birthday!
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