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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 5:13 pm
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Song: Extreme Ways Artist: Moby
Extreme ways are back again Extreme places I didn't know I broke everything new again Everything that I'd owned I threw it out the window came along Extreme ways I know will part the colors of my sea It's a perfect colored sea Extreme ways that help me They help me out late at night Extreme places I had gone But never seen any light Dirty basements, dirty noise Dirty places coming home Extreme worlds alone Did you ever like it then? I would stand in line for this There's always room in life for this Oh babe, oh babe Then it fell apart, it fell apart Oh babe, oh babe Then it fell apart, it fell apart Extreme sounds have told me They held me down every night I didn't have much to say I didn't give up the light I closed my eyes and closed myself And closed my world and never opened up to anything That could get me at all I had to close down everything I had to close down my mind Too many things could cut me Too much can make me blind I've seen so much in so many places So many heartaches, so many faces So many dirty things You couldn't even believe I would stand in line for this There's always room in life for this Oh babe, oh babe Then it fell apart, it fell apart Oh babe, oh babe Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Hold me, oh babe
Oh babe, oh babe Then it fell apart, it fell apart Oh babe, oh babe Then it fell apart, it fell apart Oh babe, oh babe Then it fell apart, it fell apart Oh babe, oh babe Like it always does, (always does), always does (always does)
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 1:07 pm
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"Goodbye Forever"
Take your wings outside, you can't fly in here Besides, a purple sky is better soaring for you my angel You're angel, you little devil As for me I'll stay inside I'll be just fine and I'll watch from the window.
Cannot categorize the nature of this sickness a miracle that you're alive- Stuck to the roof of my mouth with a staple. Remember last april when we saw u.s. maple? Somehow the singer showed the fireside exactly how i feel.
And we say goodbye, and go underground Or up towards the sky, up in smoke, burnt down to size. At least we're still friends. At least we're still alive.
Take your wings outside, No use for them in here. Bad luck to open inside, work like umbrellas, like a broken mirror. It's getting clearer- The end is closer than ever before and you'll want nothing more Then your head hits the floor, and you're lost in the darkness.
And we say goodbye and go underground. Or up towards the sky, Up in smoke, burnt down to size. At least we're still friends. At least we're still alive.
And we say goodbye and go underground. Or up towards the sky, Up in smoke, burnt down to size. At least we're still friends. At least we're still alive.
These lyrics are simply genuine and i advise all to listen to this song ASAP
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 7:56 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 7:49 pm
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Take this Waltz - Leonard Cohen
Now in vienna theres ten pretty women Theres a shoulder where death comes to cry Theres a lobby with nine hundred windows Theres a tree where the doves go to die Theres a piece that was torn from the morning And it hangs in the gallery of frost Ay, ay, ay, ay Take this waltz, take this waltz Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws
Oh I want you, I want you, I want you On a chair with a dead magazine In the cave at the tip of the lily In some hallways where loves never been On a bed where the moon has been sweating In a cry filled with footsteps and sand Ay, ay, ay, ay Take this waltz, take this waltz Take its broken waist in your hand
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz With its very own breath of brandy and death Dragging its tail in the sea
Theres a concert hall in vienna Where your mouth had a thousand reviews Theres a bar where the boys have stopped talking Theyve been sentenced to death by the blues Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture With a garland of freshly cut tears? Ay, ay, ay, ay Take this waltz, take this waltz Take this waltz its been dying for years
Theres an attic where children are playing Where Ive got to lie down with you soon In a dream of hungarian lanterns In the mist of some sweet afternoon And Ill see what youve chained to your sorrow All your sheep and your lilies of snow Ay, ay, ay, ay Take this waltz, take this waltz With its Ill never forget you, you know!
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz ...
And Ill dance with you in vienna Ill be wearing a rivers disguise The hyacinth wild on my shoulder, My mouth on the dew of your thighs And Ill bury my soul in a scrapbook, With the photographs there, and the moss And Ill yield to the flood of your beauty My cheap violin and my cross And youll carry me down on your dancing To the pools that you lift on your wrist Oh my love, oh my love Take this waltz, take this waltz Its yours now. its all that there is.
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 3:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 7:42 pm
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Bad Sneakers- Steely Dan
Five names that I can hardly stand to hear Including yours and mine and one more chimp who isn't here I can see the ladies talkin', how the times are gettin' hard And That fearsome excavation on Magnolia Boulevard
Yes, I'm goin' insane, and I'm laughin' at the frozen rain Well, I'm so alone, honey, when they gonna send me home?
Bad Sneakers and the Pina Colada, my friend Stompin' on the avenue by Radio City With a transistor and a large sum of money to spend
You fellah, you tearin' up the street You wear that white tuxedo, how you gonna beat the heat? Do you take me for a fool? Do you think that I don't see? That ditch out in the valley, that they're diggin' just for me
Yes, I'm goin' insane, you know I'm laughin' at the frozen rain I feel like I'm so alone, honey, when they gonna send me home?
Bad Sneakers and the Pina Colada, my friend Stompin' on the avenue by Radio City With a transistor and a large sun of money to spend
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 7:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 7:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 11:55 am
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Cats in the Cradle- Harry Chapin
My child arrived just the other day He came to the world in the usual way But there were planes to catch and bills to pay He learned to walk while I was away And he was talkin' 'fore I knew it, and as he grew He'd say "I'm gonna be like you, dad You know I'm gonna be like you"
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin' home dad? I don't know when, but we'll get together then, son You know we'll have a good time then
My son turned ten just the other day He said, "Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on let's play Can you teach me to throw", I said "Not today I got a lot to do", he said, "That's ok" And he walked away but his smile never dimmed And said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah You know I'm gonna be like him"
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin' home ? I don't know when, but we'll get together then You know we'll have a good time then
Well, he came home from college just the other day So much like a man I just had to say "Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?" He shook his head and said with a smile "What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys See you later, can I have them please?"
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin' home ? I don't know when, but we'll get together then You know we'll have a good time then
I've long since retired, my son's moved away I called him up just the other day I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind" He said, "I'd love to, Dad, if I can find the time You see my new job's a hassle and kids have the flu But it's sure nice talking to you, Dad It's been sure nice talking to you"
And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me He'd grown up just like me My boy was just like me
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin' home? I don't know when, but we'll get together then, dad You know we'll have a good time then
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 6:17 am
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Lilium - "unknown"
Os iusti meditabitur sapientiam, Et lingua eius loquetur indicium.
Beatus vir qui suffert tentationem, Quoniqm c** probates fuerit accipient coronam vitae.
Kyrie, fons bonitatis. Kyrie, ignis divine, eleison.
O quam sancta, quam serena, Quam benigma, quam amoena esse Virgo creditur. O quam sancta, quam serena, Quam benigma, quam amoena, O castitatis lilium.
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Kyrie, fons bonitatis. Kyrie, ignis divine, eleison. O quam sancta, quam serena, Quam benigma, quam amoena, O castitatis lilium.
(Translation)
The mouth of the just shall meditate wisdom And his language shall be spoken in judgment Blessed is he who suffers temptation Since he, with approval, shall receive the crown of life Lord, fire divine, have mercy Oh how holy How serene How kind How pleasant Oh, lily of chastity! Lord, fire by divine, have mercy Oh how sacred Oh, How serene How bevolent How lovely Lily of chastity
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Posted: Fri Dec 25, 2009 4:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 1:30 pm
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