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King Shit *board owner* | posted on 04-18-2001 @ 12:37 PM |    | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Feb. 01  | In the mornin' when you rise Do you think of me, and how you left me cryin'? Are you thinkin' of telephones, and managers, And where you got to be at noon? You are living a reality I left years ago It quite nearly killed me. In the long run it will make you cry. Make you crazy and old before your time. And the difference between me and you. I won't argue right or wrong, But I have time to cry, my baby You don't have to cry, I said cry my baby, you don't have to cry I said cry my baby, you don't have to cry In the mornin' when you rise Do you think of me, and how you left me cryin'? Are you thinkin' of telephones, and managers, And where you got to be at noon? You are living a reality I left years ago It quite nearly killed me. In the long run it will make you cry. Make you crazy and old before your time. And the difference between me and you. I won't argue right or wrong, But I have time to cry, my baby You don't have to cry, I said cry my baby, you don't have to cry I said cry my baby, you don't have to cry Helplessly Hoping Helplessly hoping Her harlequin hovers nearby Awaiting a word Gasping at glimpses Of gentle true spirit He runs, wishing he could fly Only to trip at the sound of good-bye Wordlessly watching He waits by the window And wonders At the empty place inside Heartlessly helping himself to her bad dreams He worries Did he hear a good-bye? Or even hello? They are one person They are two alone They are three together They are for each other Stand by the stairway You'll see something Certain to tell you confusion has its cost Love isn't lying It's loose in a lady who lingers Saying she is lost And choking on hello They are one person They are two alone They are three together They are for each other  ~Matt/Froy from Jersey Official Protector of Gay Marco & SwampJunk...if he ever decides to post. This message was edited by Froy on 4-18-01 @ 12:41 PM | ||||
| Rommel | posted on 04-18-2001 @ 12:51 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | Froy, excellent . you've helped me decide what I'll be listening to on my way to slacking for the next two days. 4 Way Street ! ...been awhile here is one off of the infinite Deja Vu Country Girl Winding paths through tables and glass First fall was new Now watch the summer pass So close to you. Too late to keep the change, Too late to pay, No time to stay the same Too young to leave. No pass out sign on the door set me thinking Are waitresses paying the price of their winking? While stars sit in bars and decide what their drinking, They drop by to die 'cause it's faster than sinking. Too late to keep the change, Too late to pay, No time to stay the same Too late to keep the change, Too late to pay, No time to stay the same Too young to leave. Find out that now was the answer To answers that you gave later She did the things that we both did before, now, But who forgave her. If I could stand to see her crying I would tell her not to care. When she learns of all your lyin' Will she join you there? Country girl I think you're pretty, Got to make you understand, Have no lovers in the city, Let me be your country man. Got to make you understand.  <<< | ||||
| spitfire421 | posted on 04-18-2001 @ 1:22 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | never really got into them, but I do like this song It's getting to the point Where I'm no fun anymore I am sorry Sometimes it hurts so badly I must cry out loud I am lonely I am yours, you are mine You are what you are And you make it hard- Remember what we've said and done and felt about each other Oh babe, have mercy Don't let the past remind us of what we are not now I am not dreaming. I am yours, you are mine You are what you are And you make it hard- Tearing yourself away from me now You are free and I am crying This does not mean I don't love you I do, that's forever, yes and for always I am yours, you are mine You are what you are And you make it hard- Something inside is telling me that I've got your secret. Are you still listening? Fear is the lock, and laughter the key to your heart And I love you. I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are And you make it hard- And you make it hard- Friday evening, Sunday in the afternoon What have you got to lose? Tuesday mornin', please be gone I'm tired of you. What have you got to lose? Can I tell it like it is? Help me I'm sufferin' Listen to me baby-Help me I'm dyin' It's my heart that's a sufferin', it's a dyin' That's what I have to lose I've got an answer I'm going to fly away What have I got to lose? Will you come see me Thursdays and Saturdays? What have you got to lose? Chestnut brown canary Ruby throated sparrow Sing a song don't be long Thrill me to the marrow Voices of the angels ring around the moonlight Asking me, said she so free How can you catch the sparrow? Lacy, lilting Change my life, make it right Be my lady. Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo  no-one ever tends to me. Sitting alone covered in breeze. Some things are so my mind can breathe. The waiting is hard, fuckin' takes so long. Draped in sun, hands in sand. Earth acid cleanses me. It cleanses me clean, but the world it never comes(Kyuss, Space Cadet) This message was edited by spitfire421 on 4-18-01 @ 1:23 PM | ||||
and i am apologizing now for the spelling errors, its 34 am and im drunk, so no time for spell check! Gotcha, SLASH i'll mmmm momo all i want! and you cant stop me! | posted on 04-18-2001 @ 2:12 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | You were really gone A new day, a new way, I knew I should see it along Go your way, I'll go mine and Carry on The sky is clearing and the night Has gone out The sun, he come, the world is all full of light Rejoice, rejoice, we have no choice but To carry on The fortunes of fables are able To sing the song Now witness the quickness with which We get along To sing the blues you've got to live the tunes and Carry on Carry on Love is coming Love is coming to us all Where are you going now my love? Where will you be tomorrow? Will you bring me happiness? Will you bring me sorrow? Oh, the questions of a thousand dreams What you do and what you see Lover can you talk to me? Girl when I was on my own Chasing you down What was it made you run? Trying your best just to get around. The questions of a thousand dreams What you do and what you see Lover can you talk to me?  | ||||
| Mi1o Yambag | posted on 04-18-2001 @ 4:24 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 |  Woodstock Well, I came upon a child of God He was walking along the road And I asked him, ÒTell where are you going?Ó This he told me Said, ÒIÕm going down to Yasgur's Farm, Gonna join in a rock and roll band. Got to get back to the land and set my soul free.Ó We are stardust, we are golden, We are billion year old carbon, And we got to get ourselves back to the garden. ÒWell, then can I walk beside you? I have come to lose the smog, And I feel like I'm a cog in something turning. And maybe it's the time of year, Yes and maybe it's the time of man. And I don't know who I am, But life is for learning.Ó We are stardust, we are golden, We are billion year old carbon. And we got to get ourselves back to the garden. We are stardust, we are golden, We are billion year old carbon. And we got to get ourselves back to the garden. By the time we got to Woodstock, We were half a million strong And everywhere was a song and a celebration. And I dreamed I saw the bomber death planes Riding shotgun in the sky, Turning into butterflies Above our nation. We are stardust, we are golden, We caught in the devilÕs bargain, And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.  A friend with weed is a friend indeed. A friend without it is a friend in need. "Prohibition...goes beyond the bounds of reason in that it attempts to control a man's appetite by legislation and makes a crime out of things that are not crimes. A prohibition law strikes a blow at the very principles upon which our government was founded." --Abraham Lincoln "Make the most of hemp seed, sow it everywhere." --George Washington | ||||
| Suzie I was supposed to have a status, but some FNMoron forgot what it was supposed to be. | posted on 04-19-2001 @ 8:56 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Aug. 00 | Milo, good call! Their version of Woodstock is one of my all time faves. I would save this one for tomorrow, but it's too depressing, can't ruin the joyous celebration. Still, its a beautiful song. 4+20 4+20 years ago I come into this life The song of a woman And a man who lived in strife He was tired of being poor And he wasn't into selling door to door And he worked like the devil to be more A different kind of poverty now upsets my soul Night after sleepless night I walk the floor and I want to know Why am I so alone? Where is my woman can I bring her home? Have I driven her away? Is she gone? Morning comes to sunrise And I'm driven to my bed I see that it is empty And there's devils in my head I embrace the many colored beast I grow weary of the torment Can there be no peace? And I find myself just wishing that my life would simply cease. | ||||
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