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  • LONGRDLONGRD Posts: 6,036
    edited April 2009
    I wish you would...
    When you're walking downtown,
    do you wish i was there
    do you wish it was me
    with the windows clear and the mannequins eyes


    - Ryan Adams
    Post edited by LONGRD on
    PJ- 04/29/2003.06/24,25,27,28,30/2008.10/27,28,30,31/2009
    EV- 08/09,10/2008.06/08,09/2009
  • Drowned OutDrowned Out Posts: 6,040
    It would be wrong to ask you why
    Because I know what goes inside
    Is only half of what comes out
    Isn't that what it's about ?
    To remind us we're alive
    To remind us we're not blind
    In that big, black hole
    Comfortable
    Digging the grave, I got it made
    Let something in, or throw something out ?
    You left the door open wide
    I know you have a reason why
    That knot is better left untied
    I just went and undid mine
    It takes some time
    And the shadows so big
    It takes the sun out of the day
    And the feeling goes away
    If you close the door
    Comfortable
  • CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    'Yeah Brandy used to watch his eyes
    when he told his sailor stories
    She could see the ocean fall and rise
    She saw its rage and glory
    But he had always told the truth
    Lord he was an honest man
    And Brandy does her best to understand
    At night when the bars close down
    Brandy walks through a silent town
    And loves a man who's not around
    She still can hear him say
    she hears him say
    Brandy you're a fine girl
    What a good wife you would be
    But my life, my lover, my lady Is the sea'

    -looking glass
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
  • CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    Gimme that z, o-l-o-f-t
    Gimme a grip, make me love me
    Suckin' 'em down, I'm happy man
    Can feel it inside, makin' me smile

    ...realize that the sky's not made of gold
    don't disguise the nature of your soul

    Gimme that z, o-l-o-f-t
    No longer pissed and you don't bother me
    I'm makin' it through, I'm givin' my all
    When base are loaded, I'm whacking the ball

    ...don't suck the mind, don't drain the source
    the path of life's not so easy to course, buddy

    -Ween
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
  • CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    'I taught the weepin willow how to cry cry cry
    And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky'

    -johnny cash
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
  • CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    'Purple words on a grey backgroud
    To be a woman and to be turned down'

    -NY
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
  • CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    'Be on my side I'll be on your side
    There is no reason for you to hide
    It's so hard for me staying here all alone
    When you could be taking me for a ride'

    -NY
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
  • intodeepintodeep Posts: 7,215
    goldrush wrote:
    "I hate them worse than lepers and I'll kill them in their cars" - Neil Young

    sorry, I'm a bit pissed off right now...

    I love this song. Neil has a way with words.

    I feel this way today:

    It was then I knew I'd had enough,
    Burned my credit card for fuel
    Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand
    With a one-way ticket to the land of truth
    And my suitcase in my hand
    How I lost my friends I still don't understand.
    Charlotte 00
    Charlotte 03
    Asheville 04
    Atlanta 12
    Greenville 16, Columbia 16
  • electronblueelectronblue Posts: 3,411
    looking out my back door -creedence clearwater revival



    Just got home from illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
    Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch.
    Imagination sets in, pretty soon Im singin,

    Chorus:
    Doo, doo, doo, lookin out my back door.

    Theres a giant doing cartwheels, a statue wearin high heels.
    Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
    A dinosaur victrola listning to buck owens.

    Chorus

    Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
    Wont you take a ride on the flyin spoon?
    Doo, doo doo.
    Wondrous apparition provided by magician.

    Chorus

    Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
    Wont you take a ride on the flyin spoon?
    Doo, doo doo.
    Bother me tomorrow, today, Ill buy no sorrows.

    Chorus

    Forward troubles illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
    Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
    Bother me tomorrow, today, Ill buy no sorrows
    *********************************
    I need your healing..
    I need to feel what you're feeling..
    I need to ride the wave ~
    I need for you to save me, now..

    Sirens

    BB&T
    Ft. Lauderdale, Florida 04/08/2016


  • i just need to say that i love ccr and i love that song!
    i've been in my mind, it's such a fine line...
  • CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    'Jesus don't love me
    No one ever carried my load
    I'm too young to feel this old'

    -KOL
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
  • Three crooked hearts and swirls all around... I miss you all day
    If nothing is everything, I'll have it all
  • mfc2006mfc2006 PDX--->KCPosts: 31,860
    Beck--Walls

    You got warheads stacked in the kitchen
    You treat distraction like it's a religion
    With a rattlesnake step in your rhythm
    We do the best with the souls we've been given
    Because you know we're nothing special to them
    We're going some place they've already been
    Trying to make sense of what they call wisdom
    And this riff raff ain't laughing with them
    I LOVE MUSIC.
    www.cluthelee.com
    www.cluthe.com
  • Thorns2010Thorns2010 Posts: 2,189
    I saw it written and I saw it say
    Pink moon is on its way
    And none of you stand so tall
    Pink moon gonna get you all
    Its a pink moon
    Its a pink, pink, pink, pink, pink moon.
  • CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    Now I'm going back to Canada
    On a journey thru the past


    -NY
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
  • Thorns2010Thorns2010 Posts: 2,189
    "You Don't Care About Us"

    If it's a bad day, you try to suffocate.
    Another memory... scarred.
    If it's a bad case, then you accelerate,
    you're in the getaway... car.

    You don't care about us... oh oh.
    You don't care about us... oh oh.
    You don't care about us... oh oh
    You don't care about us.

    If it's a bad case, you're on the rampage.
    Another memory... scarred.
    You're at the wrong place, you're on the back page,
    you're in the getaway... car.

    You don't care about us... oh oh.
    You don't care about us... oh oh.
    You don't care about us... oh oh
    You don't care about us.

    It's your age, It's my rage.
    It's your age, It's my rage.

    You're too complicated, we should separate it.
    You're just confiscating, you're exasperating.
    This degeneration, mental masturbation.
    Think I'll leave it all behind, save this bleeding heart of mine.

    It's a matter of trust.
    It's a matter of trust.
    It's a matter of trust.
    It's a matter of trust.

    Because..

    You don't care about us...
    You don't care about us...
    You don't care about us...
    You don't care about us.

    It's your age, It's my rage.
    It's your age, It's my rage.
  • Every year is the same
    And I feel it again,
    I'm a loser - no chance to win.
    Leaves start falling,
    Come down is calling,
    Loneliness starts sinking in.

    But I'm one.
    I am one.
    And I can see
    That this is me,
    And I will be,
    You'll all see
    I'm the one.

    Where do you get
    Those blue blue jeans?
    Faded patched secret so tight.
    Where do you get
    That walk oh so lean?
    Your shoes and your shirts
    All just right.
    But I'm one etc.

    I got a Gibson
    Without a case
    But I can't get that even tanned look on my face.
    Ill fitting clothes
    I blend in the crowd,
    Fingers so clumsy
    Voice too loud.

    But I'm one.

    PT
    If nothing is everything, I'll have it all
  • mfc2006mfc2006 PDX--->KCPosts: 31,860
    give a man wings...
    give a man wings
    you can watch him fly
    you can save his soul
    you can break your heart
    on your own
    and you can rise above
    or you can stay below
    I LOVE MUSIC.
    www.cluthelee.com
    www.cluthe.com
  • CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    'Blinded by the light'

    -the hottest little Canadian leprachan my drunk eyes have ever seen ;)
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,301
    Time for some sunshine around here. It's the first weekend of Spring. :)

    "Around The Sun"

    I want the sun to shine on me
    I want the truth to set me free
    I wish the followers would lead
    with a voice so strong it could knock me to my knees

    Hold on world 'cause you don't know what's coming
    Hold on world 'cause I'm not jumping off
    Hold onto this boy a little longer
    Take another trip around the sun

    If I jumped into the ocean to believe
    If I climbed a mountain would I have to reach?
    Do I even dare to speak?--to dream?--believe?
    Give me a voice so strong
    I can question what I have seen

    Hold on world 'cause you don't know what's coming
    Hold on world 'cause I'm not jumping off
    Hold onto this boy a little longer
    Take another trip around the sun

    Around the sun
    Around the sun
    Around the sun
    Let my dreams set me free.
    Believe. believe.
    Now now now now now now
    &&&&&&&&&&&&&&
  • CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    'Laughed until we realized
    Our hearts were struck with fear'

    -ben harper
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
  • CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    'I surrender to the strawberry ice cream'

    - Counting Crows
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
  • Cinnamon GirlCinnamon Girl Posts: 1,854
    'Blinded by the light'

    -the hottest little Canadian leprachan my drunk eyes have ever seen ;)


    HAHAHA!!! :lol:
    05-10-06, 08-05-07, 06-14-08 , 08-12-08(EV), 06-11-09(EV), 06-12-09(EV), 08-21-09, 05-10-10, 09-11-11, 09-12-11, 07-16-13, 07-19-13, 10-12-13, 10-21-13, 10-22-13,
  • CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    'Blinded by the light'

    -the hottest little Canadian leprachan my drunk eyes have ever seen ;)


    HAHAHA!!! :lol:
    Your's too eh?! ;)
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
  • JordyWordyJordyWordy Posts: 2,257
    Hank Snow - Ballad Of Blaspehmous Bill:

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UQaupy_eUz4

    This song has a LOT going on lyrically....the first few verses have a lot of natural images & are fantastic. Good rhyming, fairly standard rhythm....but a horrible, comedy-ridden story of death nonetheless.
    I was gona take individual lines out, but its a standalone piece really i guess. enjoy.

    I took a contract to bury the body of blasphemous Bill MacKie,
    Whenever, wherever or whatsoever the manner of death he die
    Whether he die in the light o' day or under the peak-faced moon;
    In cabin or dance-hall, camp or dive, mucklucks or patent shoon;
    On velvet tundra or virgin peak, by glacier, drift or draw;
    In muskeg hollow or canyon gloom, by avalanche, fang or claw;
    By battle, murder or sudden wealth, by pestilence, hooch or lead
    I swore on the Book I would follow and look till I found my tombless dead.

    For Bill was a dainty kind of cuss, and his mind was mighty sot
    On a dinky patch with flowers and grass in a civilized bone-yard lot.
    And where he died or how he died, it didn't matter a damn
    So long as he had a grave with frills and a tombstone "epigram".
    So I promised him, and he paid the price in good cheechako coin
    (Which the same I blowed in that very night down in the Tenderloin).
    Then I painted a three-foot slab of pine: "Here lies poor Bill MacKie",
    And I hung it up on my cabin wall and I waited for Bill to die.

    Years passed away, and at last one day came a squaw with a story strange,
    Of a long-deserted line of traps 'way back of the Bighorn range;
    Of a little hut by the great divide, and a white man stiff and still,
    Lying there by his lonesome self, and I figured it must be Bill.
    So I thought of the contract I'd made with him, and I took down from the shelf
    The swell black box with the silver plate he'd picked out for hisself;
    And I packed it full of grub and "hooch", and I slung it on the sleigh;
    Then I harnessed up my team of dogs and was off at dawn of day.

    You know what it's like in the Yukon wild when it's sixty-nine below;
    When the ice-worms wriggle their purple heads through the crust of the pale blue snow;
    When the pine-trees crack like little guns in the silence of the wood,
    And the icicles hang down like tusks under the parka hood;
    When the stove-pipe smoke breaks sudden off, and the sky is weirdly lit,
    And the careless feel of a bit of steel burns like a red-hot spit;
    When the mercury is a frozen ball, and the frost-fiend stalks to kill
    Well, it was just like that that day when I set out to look for Bill.

    Oh, the awful hush that seemed to crush me down on every hand,
    As I blundered blind with a trail to find through that blank and bitter land;
    Half dazed, half crazed in the winter wild, with its grim heart-breaking woes,
    And the ruthless strife for a grip on life that only the sourdough knows!
    North by the compass, North I pressed; river and peak and plain
    Passed like a dream I slept to lose and I waked to dream again.

    River and plain and mighty peak--and who could stand unawed?
    As their summits blazed, he could stand undazed at the foot of the throne of God.
    North, aye, North, through a land accurst, shunned by the scouring brutes,
    And all I heard was my own harsh word and the whine of the malamutes,
    Till at last I came to a cabin squat, built in the side of a hill,
    And I burst in the door, and there on the floor, frozen to death, lay Bill.

    Ice, white ice, like a winding-sheet, sheathing each smoke-grimed wall;
    Ice on the stove-pipe, ice on the bed, ice gleaming over all;
    Sparkling ice on the dead man's chest, glittering ice in his hair,
    Ice on his fingers, ice in his heart, ice in his glassy stare;
    Hard as a log and trussed like a frog, with his arms and legs outspread.
    I gazed at the coffin I'd brought for him, and I gazed at the gruesome dead,
    And at last I spoke: "Bill liked his joke; but still, goldarn his eyes,
    A man had ought to consider his mates in the way he goes and dies."

    Have you ever stood in an Arctic hut in the shadow of the Pole,
    With a little coffin six by three and a grief you can't control?
    Have you ever sat by a frozen corpse that looks at you with a grin,
    And that seems to say: "You may try all day, but you'll never jam me in"?
    I'm not a man of the quitting kind, but I never felt so blue
    As I sat there gazing at that stiff and studying what I'd do.
    Then I rose and I kicked off the husky dogs that were nosing round about,
    And I lit a roaring fire in the stove, and I started to thaw Bill out.

    Well, I thawed and thawed for thirteen days, but it didn't seem no good;
    His arms and legs stuck out like pegs, as if they was made of wood.
    Till at last I said: "It ain't no use--he's froze too hard to thaw;
    He's obstinate, and he won't lie straight, so I guess I got to saw."
    So I sawed off poor Bill's arms and legs, and I laid him snug and straight
    In the little coffin he picked hisself, with the dinky silver plate;
    And I came nigh near to shedding a tear as I nailed him safely down;
    Then I stowed him away in my Yukon sleigh, and I started back to town.

    So I buried him as the contract was in a narrow grave and deep,
    And there he's waiting the Great Clean-up, when the Judgment sluice-heads sweep;
    And I smoke my pipe and I meditate in the light of the Midnight Sun,
    And sometimes I wonder if they was, the awful things I done.
    And as I sit and the parson talks, expounding of the Law,
    I often think of poor old Bill--and how hard he was to saw.
  • CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    'It makes no difference who I meet
    It's just a face in the crowd on a dead end street

    And the sun don't shine anymore
    And the rain falls down on my door

    These old love letters
    Well I just can't keep
    'Cause like the Gambler says
    Read'em and weep
    And the dawn don't rescue me no more'

    -The Band
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
  • Thorns2010Thorns2010 Posts: 2,189
    I can be your liar
    I can be your bearer of bad news
    Sick and uninspired by the diamonds in your fire
    Burning like a flame inside of you
    Is this just desire or the truth

    So shame on me for the ruse
    Shame on me for the blues
    Another one returned that I'll never use

    I won't go getting tired of you
    I won't go getting tired of you
    I'm not getting tired
    I won't go getting tired of you
    I won't go getting tired of you
    I'm not getting tired

    Hanging on this wire
    Waiting for the day I'll have to choose
    Cursed by love so dire
    One more boy for hire
    One more boy to lend a hand to you
    Is this just desire or the truth

    So shame on me for the ruse
    Shame on me for the blues
    Another one returned that I'll never use

    I won't go getting tired of you
    I won't go getting tired of you
    I'm not getting tired
    I won't go getting tired of you
    I won't go getting tired of you
    I'm not getting tired of you

    I can be your liar
    I can be your bearer of bad news
    Sick and uninspired by the diamonds in your fire
    Burning like a flame inside of you
    Is this just desire or the truth

    So shame on me for the rues
    Shame on me for the blues
    Another one returned that I'll never use

    I won't go getting tired of you
    I won't go getting tired of you
    I'm not getting tired
    I won't go getting tired of you
    I won't go getting tired of you
    I'm not getting tired of you
  • JordyWordyJordyWordy Posts: 2,257
    Bell X1 - White Water Song

    I'll finish this jigsaw
    I'll find the pieces behind the couch
    I dream we were slowdancing
    I dream I knew your name
    Between sleep and waking we're drinking flavoured vodka in bed
    And when I wake I'm all the King's horses and all King's men

    I make wild laughing rivers
    from streams
    Above white water noise
    no-one can hear my screams

    I threw my eyes to heaven
    and I asked for a sign
    They said I can get back my yesterday
    if I cross the date line
    But I'm sick of all this hope
    Sometimes the stars are not enough
    I'm sick of all this hope
    Sometimes the stars are too much

    I make wild laughing rivers
    from streams
    Above white water noise
    no-one can hear my screams

    Quite please
  • CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    Like a long lonely stream
    I keep runnin' towardas a dream
    Movin' on, movin' on
    Like a branch on a tree
    I keep reachin' to be free
    Movin' on, movin' on.

    'Cause there's a place in the sun
    Where there's hope for ev'ryone
    Where my poor restless heart's gotta run.
    There's a place in the sun
    And before my life is done
    Got to find me a place in the sun.

    Like an old dusty road
    I get weary from the load.
    Movin' on, movin' on
    Like this tired troubled earth
    I've been rollin' since my birth
    Movin' on, movin' on

    'Cause there's a place in the sun
    Where there's hope for ev'ryone
    Where my poor restless heart's gotta run.
    There's a place in the sun
    And before my life is done
    Got to find me a place in the sun.

    -Stevie Wonder
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
  • mfc2006mfc2006 PDX--->KCPosts: 31,860
    waiting for midnight
    to take me to the next day
    waiting for your midnight
    to rush you away
    and time well spent is wasted
    on the shadows of the day
    waiting for midnight again

    sleep, it don't come easy
    to those that have restless minds
    sleep don't come easy
    to those kinds
    midnight feels like dinnertime
    when sleep is hard to find
    waiting for midnight this time

    and god only knows where i'd be
    if i could just get some sleep
    who knows what i'd become
    in the dawn
    but midnight won't come

    god knows where i'd be
    god knows what i'd become
    if i wasn't chasing midnight
    for the dawn


    -Midnight by me. these lyrics have been on my mind a lot lately for some reason.
    I LOVE MUSIC.
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