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| Posted By | Discussion Topic: Angel - (I wish I had written this) | ||||
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King Shit *board owner* | posted on 02-09-2002 @ 7:20 PM |    | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Feb. 01  | This is one of my favorite songs right now, I wish I had written this as a poem. Angel came down from heaven yesterday She stayed with me just long enough to rescue he And she told me a story yesterday, about the sweet love between the moon and the deep blue sea And then she spread her wings high over me She said she's gonna come back tomorrow And I said "fly on my sweet angel, fly on through the sky, fly on my sweet angel, tomorrow I'm gonna be by your side" Sure enough this morning came unto me Silver wings silhouetted against the child's sunrise And my angel she said unto "today is the day for you to rise, take my hand, you're gonna be my man, you're gonna rise" And she took high over yonder And I said "fly on my sweet angel, fly on through the sky, fly on my sweet angel, forever I will be by your side"  I believe in the Faith... that can save me. I believe in the hope and I pray... That someday it may raise me... above these badlands Over The Limit This message was edited by Froy on 2-9-02 @ 7:22 PM | ||||
| Ants in My Pants Billy Prettiest Butterfly in the garden All Blow job poems ©Fez 2002-2003. I'm obsessed with Alkey's penis. | posted on 02-10-2002 @ 1:14 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Apr. 01 | More Jimi, more gooder... Well, she's walking through the clouds, With a circus mind that's running wild, Butterflies and Zebras, And Moonbeams and fairy tales. That's all she ever thinks about. Riding with the wind. When I'm sad, she comes to me, With a thousand smiles she gives to me free. It's alright, she says it's alright, Take anything you want from me, Anything. Fly on little wing.  | ||||
| The Painter 1/2 a bottle of Jack Daniels... it's a cure-all | posted on 02-10-2002 @ 8:53 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Sep. 00 | This has always been my favorite: Castles Made Of Sand: Down the street you can hear her scream "you're a disgrace" As she slams the door in his drunken face And now he stands outside And all the neighbors start to gossip and drool He cries "Oh, girl you must be mad, What happened to the sweet love you and me had?" Against the door he leans and starts a scene, And his tears fall and burn the garden green And so castles made of sand fall in the sea, eventually A little indian brave before he was ten, Played wargames in the woods with his indian friends And he built up a dream that when he grew up He would be a fearless warrior indian chief Many moons past and more the dream grew strong until Tomorrow he would sing his first warsong and fight his first battle But something went wrong, surprise attack killed him in his sleep that night And so castles made of sand melts into the sea, eventually There was a young girl, whos heart was a frown 'Cause she was crippled for life, and she couldn't speak a sound And she wished and prayed she could stop living, So she decided to die She drew her wheelchair to the edge of the shore And to her legs she smiled "you won't hurt me no more" But then a sight she'd never seen made her jump and say "look a golden winged ship is passing my way" And it really didn't have to stop, it just kept on going... And so castles made of sand slips into the sea, eventually  | ||||
King Shit *board owner* | posted on 02-10-2002 @ 11:09 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Feb. 01 | quote: That's one of the few songs that has been covered well. I love the Derek & the Dominoes version, and the Stevie Ray Vaughn instrumental is absolutely amazing. I believe in the Faith... that can save me. I believe in the hope and I pray... That someday it may raise me... above these badlands Over The Limit | ||||
| GonzoStyle | posted on 02-10-2002 @ 12:48 PM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70 | Angel is a great song, and Little Wing is my most favorite. Here's another classic of his first album. His guitar skills were second to none but he never gets much credit for his lyrical skills, he was amazingly poetic. "The Wind Cries Mary" After all the jacks are in their boxes, and the clowns have all gone to bed, you can hear happiness staggering on down the street, footprints dress in red. And the wind whispers Mary. A broom is drearily sweeping up the broken pieces of yesterday's life. Somewhere a Queen is weeping, somewhere a King has no wife. And the wind it cries Mary. The traffic lights they turn blue tomorrow And shine their emptiness down on my bed, The tiny island sags downstream 'Cos the life that they lived is dead. And the wind screams Mary. Will the wind ever remember The names it has blown in the past, And with this crutch, its old age and its wisdom It whispers, "No, this will be the last." And The Wind Cries Mary.  I'm Deep Inside Your Children. They Will Betray You In MY Name. | ||||
| spe5150 | posted on 02-10-2002 @ 1:28 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | I know it's not Jimi's words, but if we're talking about Jimi songs we love, I've got to back to my favorite....I throw the Jimi impersonator outside Yankee Stadium $5 when he can get through the intro properly: Said the joker to the theif There's too much confusion I can't get no relief Business men they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth None will level on the wine Nobody of it is worth No reason to get exited The thief he kindly spoke There are many here among us Who feel that life is but a joke But you and I we've been through that And this is not our fate So let us talk falsely now The hour's getting late All along the watchtower The princess kept the view While all the women came And went bare feet servants too Outside in the cold distance A wild cat did growl Two riders were aproaching And the wind began to howl This message was edited by spe5150 on 2-10-02 @ 1:33 PM | ||||
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