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Post by glenn on Dec 9, 2006 12:36:05 GMT -6
This is a traditional ballad. Karen Casey sings a version of it on the Solas Ten Year Reunion CD/DVD.
The Unquiet Grave
Cold blows the wind on my true-love,
Soft falls the gentle rain;
I never had but one true-love,
In greenwood she lies slain.
I'll do as much for my true-love,
As any young man may;
I'll sit and mourn all at her grave
For a twelvemonth and a day.
The twelvemonth and a day being up,
The dead began to speak:
Oh who sits weeping on my grave,
And will not let me sleep?
'Tis I, my love, sits on your grave,
And will not let you sleep;
For I crave one kiss of your clay-cold lips,
And that is all I seek.
You crave one kiss of my clay-cold lips;
But my breath smells earthly strong;
If you have one kiss of my clay-cold lips,
Your time will not be long.
'Tis down in yonder garden green,
Love, where we used to walk,
The finest flower that e'er was seen
Is withered to a stalk.
The stalk is withered dry, my love,
So will our hearts decay;
So make yourself content, my love,
Till God calls you away.
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Post by DavidMc on Dec 9, 2006 18:08:48 GMT -6
Angel Of My Heart - Laura NyroAngel of my heart, come back to me. angel in the dark, whoa, so I can see Cause I can't live no more without and angel of love so if your hear Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back. answer my prayer Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back. answer my prayer Angel, hear my song because the night's so long Come back to me, I don't know how, I don't know where I'll be dreaming and on my feet again cause I can't laugh no more without and angel so if you're there Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back. answer my prayer Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back. answer my prayer Answer my prayer, I can't laugh no more so if you're there Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back. answer my prayer Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back. answer Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back. answer my prayer Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back… www.lauranyro.com/
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Post by bichsa on Dec 11, 2006 8:25:31 GMT -6
My Mom is Amazing ---------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------- My Mom is Amazing By Zain Bhikha She wakes up early in the morning with a smile And she holds my head up high Don't you ever let anybody put you down Cos you are my little angel Then she makes something warm for me to drink Cos it's cold out there, she thinks Then she walks me to school, Yes I aint no fool I just think my Mom is amazing BRIDGE/CHORUS She makes me feel Like I can do anything and when she's with me there's no where else, I'd rather be… After School, she's waiting by the gate I'm so happy that I just can't wait To get home to tell her how my day went And eat the yummy food, only my Mom makes Then I wind her up cos I don't wanna bath And we run around the house with a laugh No matter what I say, she gets her way I think my Mom is amazing BRIDGE/CHORUS In the evening, she tucks me into bed And I wrap my arms around her head Then she tells me a tale of a girl far away Who one day became a princess I`m so happy, I don't want her to leave So she lies in bed with me As I close my eyes, how lucky am I To have a Mom that's so amazing BRIDGE/CHORUS Then I wake up in the morning, she's not there And I realize she never was And I'm still here in this lonely orphanage With so many just like me And as my dreams begin to fade I try hard to look forward to my day But there's a pain in my heart that's a craving How I wish I had a Mom that's amazing Would be amazing u can download the whole album here >>>> www.sunnitorrents.com/viewtop...ht=allah+knows |
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Post by glenn on Dec 12, 2006 10:54:48 GMT -6
Song for a Winter's Night
by Gordon Lightfoot
*pruned in deference to copyright*
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Post by glenn on Dec 15, 2006 14:42:55 GMT -6
Don Quixote
by Gordon Lightfoot
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Post by DavidMc on Dec 17, 2006 6:12:05 GMT -6
The Idiot Song - Monty Python
How sweet to be an Idiot,
As harmless as a cloud,
Too small to hide the sun,
Almost poking fun
At the warm but insecure, untidy crowd.
How sweet to be an idiot,
And dip my brain in joy,
Children laughing at my back,
With no fear of attack,
As much retaliation as a toy.
How sweet to be an idiot. How sweet.
I tiptoed down the street,
Smiled at everyone I meet,
But suddently a scream
Smashes through my dream.
Fee fie foe fum.
I smell the blood of an asylum.
(Blood of an asylum. But mother, I play so beautifully. Listen. Ha ha.)
Fie fye foe fum.
I smell the blood of the asylum.
Hey you. You're such a pennant.
You got as much brain as a dead ant,
As much imagination as a carvan sign,
But I still love you. Still love you.
Oooh, how sweet to be an idiot.
How sweet. How sweet. How sweet.
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Post by DavidMc on Dec 20, 2006 14:23:01 GMT -6
Song for lefty Glenn...
Papa Hobo - Paul Simon
Mm------
It's carbon and monoxide
The ole Detroit perfume
It hangs on the highways
In the morning
And it lays you down by noon
Oh Papa Hobo
You can see that I'm dressed like a schoolboy
But I feel like a clown
It's a natural reaction I learned
In this basketball town
Sweep up
I been sweeping up the tips I've made
I'm living on Gatorade
Planning my getaway
Detroit, Detroit
Got a hell of a hockey team
Got a left-handed way
Of making a man sign up on that
Automotive dream, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, Papa Papa Hobo
Could you slip me a ride?
Well, it's just after breakfast
I'm in the road
And the weatherman lied,
Oo-------, Ah-----, Oo-------
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Post by glenn on Dec 20, 2006 16:25:25 GMT -6
AMERICAN TUNE
by Paul Simon
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Post by vixen on Dec 24, 2006 10:36:36 GMT -6
DIAMOND RIO
I Believe
(Skip Ewing/Donny Kees)
Every now and then soft as breath upon my skin
I feel you come back again
And it's like you haven't been gone a moment from my side
Like the tears were never cried
Like the hands of time are holding you and me
And with all my heart I'm sure we're closer than we ever were
I don't have to hear or see, I've got all the proof I need
There are more than angels watching over me
I believe, I believe
Chorus
That when you die your life goes on
It doesn't end here when you're gone
Every soul is filled with light
It never ends and if I'm right
Our love can even reach across eternity
I believe, I believe
Forever, you're a part of me
Forever, in the heart of me
And I'll hold you even longer if I can
The people who don't see the most
Say that I believe in ghosts
And if that makes me crazy, then I am
'Cause I believe
There are more than angels watching over me
I believe, I believe
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Post by DavidMc on Dec 27, 2006 5:00:55 GMT -6
The Tower Of Song - Leonard Cohen
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on
Im just paying my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song
I said to hank williams: how lonely does it get?
Hank williams hasnt answered yet
But I hear him coughing all night long
A hundred floors above me
In the tower of song
I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the great beyond
They tied me to this table right here
In the tower of song
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
Im very sorry, baby, doesnt look like me at all
Im standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah they dont let a woman kill you
Not in the tower of song
Now you can say that Ive grown bitter but of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And theres a mighty judgement coming, but I may be wrong
You see, you hear these funny voices
In the tower of song
I see you standing on the other side
I dont know how the river got so wide
I loved you baby, way back when
And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed
But I feel so close to everything that we lost
Well never have to lose it again
Now I bid you farewell, I dont know when Ill be back
There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But youll be hearing from me baby, long after Im gone
Ill be speaking to you sweetly
From a window in the tower of song
Yeah my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on
Im just paying my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song
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Post by glenn on Dec 27, 2006 16:03:56 GMT -6
Higher Love
by Steve Winwood
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Post by glenn on Dec 28, 2006 12:18:25 GMT -6
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Post by anirbas on Dec 30, 2006 22:53:22 GMT -6
DANCE WITH ME Deborah Morgan Oh come and dance with me, my baby Let's dance, do it, go crazy The night is young and so are we Let's make love and dance the night away What I really wanna do Is just dance with you And feel your body tight Show ya how to do it right I can show you every move I know just what to do Each step we do is refine One dance and you'll be mine So baby when we hit the floor You'll be asking for more Let's make love and dance the night away Oh come and dance with me, my baby Let's dance,till we, go crazy The night is young and so are we Let's make love and dance the night away Oh put your hand in mine Promise I'll take my time We'll dance from head to toe I can dance fast or slow Baby look into my eyes Let the music hypnotize Let our bodies synchronize One dance and you'll be mine So baby when we hit the floor You'll be asking for more Let's make love and dance the night away Oh come and dance with me, my baby Let's dance, till we, go crazy The night is young and so are we Let's make love and dance the night away Oh when it comes to dancing I know how to move When it comes to passion I know just what to do I feel the music inside I feel like I am alive Pretend I was right Let's make love Oh come and dance with me, my baby Let's dance, till we, go crazy The night is young and so are we Let's make love and dance the night away Oh come and dance Let's dance The night Let's make love and dance the night away Oh come and dance with me, my baby Let's dance, till we, go crazy The night is young and so are we Let's make love and dance the night away Repeat chorus to fade ~*~ *ggglgggl...just had to break up and crack up the over the hill party going on up in here with all these classics abounding in rows like perfect ivory and ebony dominoes...nothin' like a little Deborah Morgan to get your feet shufflin' and your hips, a-rotating...so, out of your seats, boys! it's time to dance! let's do the bunny hop!!!!!! hehehehehehehehe...dodges flying union jack and leaf flags...na-na-na-boo-boo! missed me! i know ya got muscle...but, tell me... can ya'll remember how to do the hustle? i can...happy new year to two old dudes and the rest of the crew in here... ggglggglggglgggl... phht! pop! nirgone!*  |
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Post by glenn on Jan 2, 2007 11:18:17 GMT -6
This Love Will Carry Me
by Dougie MacLean
From the album The Dougie MacLean Collection, © 1995
*pruned in deference to copyright*
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Post by DavidMc on Jan 8, 2007 13:18:25 GMT -6
Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me
John/Taupin
I can't light no more of your darkness
All my pictures seem to fade to black and white
I'm growing tired and time stands still before me
Frozen here on the ladder of my life
Too late to save myself from falling
I took a chance and changed your way of life
But you misread my meaning when I met you
Closed the door and left me blinded by the light
Don't let the sun go down on me
Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see
I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free
But losing everything is like the sun going down on me
I can't find, oh the right romantic line
But see me once and see the way I feel
Don't discard me just because you think I mean you harm
But these cuts I have they need love to help them heal
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Post by glenn on Jan 9, 2007 11:22:44 GMT -6
Very interesting lyrics these: the song runs on for most of one side of the album, if I recall correctly. Yeah, on vinyl. The last bit, and the music that goes with it, is Vangelis at his best.
THE FRIENDS OF MR. CAIRO
by Jon and Vangelis
*pruned in deference to copyright*
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Post by anirbas on Jan 27, 2007 16:05:15 GMT -6
Love You Out Loud lyrics by Rascal Flatts
*dedicated to the one that brings out the free in me*
I have always been a little shy
I've always been the quiet type till now
And I never let my feelings show
I never let anybody know
Just how much I was so deep in love
But now that you're in my arms
[Chorus]
I'm gonna stand on a rooftop, climb up a mountaintop
Baby, scream and shout
I wanna sing it on the radio, show it on a video
Baby, leave no doubt
I want the whole world to know just what I'm all about
I love to love you out loud
You keep bringing out the free in me
What you do to my heart just makes me melt
And I don't think I can resist
But I've never been one to kiss and tell
A love this true can't be subdued
So I'm gonna let out a yell
[Repeat Chorus]
[Bridge]
Baby, I want the whole world to see
Just how good your love looks on me
[Repeat Chorus]
Baby, I love to love you out loud
Yeah, I love to love you out loud
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Post by glenn on Jan 29, 2007 11:05:27 GMT -6
In Liverpool
by Suzanne Vega
*pruned in deference to copyright*
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Post by DavidMc on Jan 29, 2007 11:52:48 GMT -6
That's really interesting Glenn ... I was thinking of this song today???
I've been listening to 'The Bangles Greatest Hits' and one song on the album is 'Going down to Liverpool'
UMMMM ...
David
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Post by glenn on Jan 29, 2007 12:02:44 GMT -6
How cool is that, huh?
I was thinking about the song "Luka" and then decided to post that one instead. Must be some telepathy at work, perhaps?
Hope you are well, David.
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Post by DavidMc on Feb 5, 2007 9:40:09 GMT -6
I Feel Free (Cream)
By jack bruce and pete brown
Feel when I dance with you,
We move like the sea.
You, youre all I want to know.
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
I can walk down the street, theres no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes dont see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
I can walk down the street, theres no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes dont see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.
Dance floor is like the sea,
Ceiling is the sky.
Youre the sun and as you shine on me,
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
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Post by glenn on Feb 8, 2007 11:12:27 GMT -6
House Where Nobody Lives
(Tom Waits and Kathleen Brennan)
*pruned in deference to copyright*
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Post by DavidMc on Feb 13, 2007 16:51:46 GMT -6
"Cinnamon Girl"
Neil Young.
I wanna live
with a cinnamon girl
I could be happy
the rest of my life
With a cinnamon girl.
A dreamer of pictures
I run in the night
You see us together,
chasing the moonlight,
My cinnamon girl.
Ten silver saxes,
a bass with a bow
The drummer relaxes
and waits between shows
For his cinnamon girl.
A dreamer of pictures
I run in the night
You see us together,
chasing the moonlight,
My cinnamon girl.
Pa sent me money now
I'm gonna make it somehow
I need another chance
You see your baby loves to dance
Yeah...yeah...yeah.
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Post by DavidMc on Feb 15, 2007 7:45:47 GMT -6
Your Bright Baby Blues.
Jackson Browne
I'm sitting down by the highway
Down by that highway side
Everybody's going somewhere
Riding just as fast as they can ride
I guess they've got a lot to do
Before they can rest assured
Their lives are justified
Pray to God for me baby
He can let me slide
'Cause I've been up and down this highway
Far as my eyes can see
No matter how fast I run
I can never seem to get away from me
No matter where I am
I can't help feeling I'm just a day away
From where I want to be
Now I'm running home baby
Like a river to the sea
Baby if you can see me
Out across this wilderness
There's just one thing
I was hoping you might guess
Baby you can free me
All in the power of your sweet tenderness
I can see it in your eyes
You've got those bright baby blues
You don't see what you've got to gain
But you don't like to lose
You watch yourself from the sidelines
Like your life is a game you don't mind playing
To keep yourself amused
I don't mean to be cruel baby
But you're looking confused
Baby if you can hear me
Turn down your radio
There's just one thing
I want you to know
When you've been near me
I've felt the love stirring in my soul
It's so hard to come by
That feeling of peace
This friend of mine said
"Close your eyes, and try a few of these"
I thought I flying like a bird
So far above my sorrow
But when I looked down
I was standing on my knees
Now I need someone to help me
Someone to help me please
Baby if you need me
Like I know I need you
There's just one thing
I'll ask you to do
Take my hand and lead me
To the hole in your garden wall
And pull me through
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Post by soulfir3 on Feb 19, 2007 23:32:21 GMT -6
Metallica Lyrics
Loverman Lyrics
(Cave)
[Originally recorded by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds]
There's a devil waiting outside your door
(How much longer?)
There's a devil waiting outside your door
It is bucking and braying and pawing at the floor
And he's howling with pain and crawling up the walls
There's a devil waiting outside your door
He's weak with evil and broken by the world
He's shouting your name and he's asking for more
There's a devil waiting outside your door
Loverman! Since the world began
Forever, Amen Till end of time Take off that
dress I'm coming down I'm your loverman
Cause I am what I am what I am what I am
L is for LOVE, baby
O is for ONLY you that I do
V is for loving VIRTUALLY EVERYTHING that you are
E is for loving almost EVERYTHING that you do
R is for RAPE me
M is for MURDER me
A is for ANSWERING all of my prayers
N is for KNOWING your loverman's going to
be the answer to all of yours
Loverman! Till the bitter end
While empires burn down Forever and ever
and ever and ever Amen I'm your loverman
So help me, baby So help me
Cause I am what I am what I am what I am
I'll be your loverman!
There's a devil crawling along your floor
There's a devil crawling along your floor
With a trembling heart, he's coming through your door
With his straining sex in his jumping paw
There's a devil crawling along your floor
And he's old and he's stupid and
he's hungry and he's sore
And he's blind and he's lame
and he's dirty and he's poor
ive him more
There's a devil crawling along your floor
Loverman! Here I stand Forever, Amen
Cause I am what I am what I am what I am
Forgive me, baby My hands are tied
And I got no choice No, I got no choice at all
I'll say it again
L is for LOVE, baby
O is for O yes I do
V is for VIRTUE, so I ain't gonna hurt you
E is for EVEN if you want me to
R is for RENDER unto me, baby
M is for that which is MINE
A is for ANY old how, darling
And N is for ANY old time
I'll be your loverman! I got a masterplan
To take off your dress And be your man
Seize the throne Seize the mantle
Seize the crown Cause I am what I am
What I am what I am I'm your loverman!
There's a devil lying by your side
You might think he's asleep
but look at his eyes
He wants you, baby, to be his bride
There's a devil lying by your side
Loverman! Loverman!
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Post by DavidMc on Mar 3, 2007 10:33:53 GMT -6
Life on Mars - David Bowie
It's a God awful small affairTo the girl with the
mousey hair,But her mummy is yelling, "No!"And her
daddy has told her to go,But her friend is no where to be
seen.Now she walks through her sunken dreamTo the
seats with the clearest viewAnd she's hooked to the
silver screen,But the film is sadd'ning boreFor
she's lived it ten times or more.She could spit in
the eyes of foolsAs they ask her to focus onSailorsFighting in the dance hall.Oh man!Look at those cavemen go.It's the freakiest
show.Take a look at the lawmanBeating up the wrong
guy.Oh man!Wonder if he'll ever knowHe's in the best selling show.Is there life on
Mars?It's on America's tortured browThat Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow.Now the workers
have struck for fame'Cause Lennon's on sale
again.See the mice in their million hordesFrom Ibeza
to the Norfolk Broads.Rule Britannia is out of boundsTo my mother, my dog, and clowns,But the film is a
sadd'ning bore'Cause I wrote it ten times or
more.It's about to be writ againAs I ask you to
focus onSailorsFighting in the dance hall.Oh man!Look at those cavemen go.It's the
freakiest show.Take a look at the lawmanBeating up
the wrong guy.Oh man!Wonder if he'll ever
knowHe's in the best selling show.Is there life
on Mars?
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Post by anirbas on Mar 3, 2007 10:41:50 GMT -6
hahahaha...oh my stars...this is great...hate to sound like the village idiot, but i've never heard this one of Bowie's...roflmao...now wondering... is there life on Mars?  ?? thanks to you and Bowie... you know, i adored alot of the music he did for the movie he also starred in, titled Labyrinth with Jennifer Connally way back in the old days of the eighties...LOL... and i adored just finding this song, too...you shared with us, way back in December... ~*~ Angel Of My Heart - Laura Nyro Angel of my heart, come back to me. angel in the dark, whoa, so I can see Cause I can't live no more without and angel of love so if your hear Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back. answer my prayer Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back. answer my prayer Angel, hear my song because the night's so long Come back to me, I don't know how, I don't know where I'll be dreaming and on my feet again cause I can't laugh no more without and angel so if you're there Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back. answer my prayer Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back. answer my prayer Answer my prayer, I can't laugh no more so if you're there Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back. answer my prayer Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back. answer Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back. answer my prayer Come back to me, come back. come back to me, come back… www.lauranyro.com/ |
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Post by soulfir3 on Mar 3, 2007 23:44:06 GMT -6
Brandon Rhyder
Album: Conviction
Song: Mr. Soldier
Mr. Soldier, I have a prayer for you
You’re the one I sent it to, late last night
I saw your picture, in my dreams
You were broke down, but full of life
I don’t know who you are
I don’t even know your name
But just the same
Mr. Soldier, I have a prayer for you
Mr. Solider, I have a prayer for you
I sent it to God, late last night
He put it in your pocket, and in your heart
May He get you, to morning’s light
You may not know how much we care
Cause we’re not there to ease your pain
But just the same
Mr. Solider, I have a prayer for you
I pray for your strength
I pray for your safety
I pray for your mama
I pray for your daddy
I pray for your sisters
I pray for your brothers
I pray for your wife
Your husband, your sons and your daughters
You may not come home to accolades
You may not come home to parades
But just the same
Mr. Soldier, I have a prayer for you
Mr. Soldier, I have a prayer for you
You’re the one I sent it to, late last night
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Post by soulfir3 on Mar 3, 2007 23:45:08 GMT -6
How To Save A Life
The Fray
Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
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Post by DavidMc on Mar 17, 2007 4:53:02 GMT -6
mary c. brown and
the hollywood sign
by Dory Previn
you know
the hollywood sign
that stands
in the hollywood hills
i don't think
the christ of the andes
ever blessed
so many ills
the hollywood sign
seems to smile
like it's
constantly saying cheese
i doubt if
the statue of liberty
ever welcomed
more refugees
give me your poor
your tired your pimps
you carhops
your cowboys
your midgets
your chimps
give me your freaks
give me your flunkies
your starlets
your whores
give me your junkies
mary cecilia brown
rode to town
on a malibu bus
she climbed to the top
of the hollywood sign
and with the
smallest possible fuss
she jumped off the letter "h"
'cause she did not
become a star
she died in less
than a minute and a half
she looked a bit like
hedy lamarr
sometimes
i have this dream
when the time comes
for me to go
i will hang myself
from the hollywood sign
from the second
or third letter "o"
when mary cecilia jumped
she finally made
the grade
her name was in
the obituary column
of both the
daily trades
i hope
the hollywood sign
cries for the town
it touches
the lady of lourdes
in her grotto
saw fewer cripples
and crutches
give me your poor
your maladjusted
your sick and your beat
your sad
and your busted
give me your has-beens
give me your twisted
your loners
your losers
give me your black-listed
you know
the hollywood sign
witness
to our confusion
a symbol of dreams
turns out to be
a sign of disillusion.
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