BS: Your OWN best lines

16 Oct 01 - 01:58 AM (#573115)
Subject: Your OWN best lines
From: Bert

Come on you song writers! This one's for you.

I'll start with a line of mine.

"The mountains are carrying the clouds on their backs"

Your turn...

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16 Oct 01 - 02:11 AM (#573116)
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From: Ebbie

"And we sit here on your birthday with no one to surprise"

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16 Oct 01 - 02:24 AM (#573118)
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From: BlueJay

"I don't see anything wrong with the Internet,
Everybody ought to have one".

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16 Oct 01 - 02:29 AM (#573120)
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From: Mudlark

"I slide between cool sheets, and fall asleep in the brilliant embrace of the moon."

Ebbie...would love to hear the rest of THAT song!

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16 Oct 01 - 02:36 AM (#573121)
Subject: RE: BS: Your OWN best lines
From: Bert

We've got some great ones already, perhaps you're right Mudlark, we should post the whole song. You first!

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16 Oct 01 - 03:39 AM (#573138)
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From: Steve Parkes

"Trees everywhere, with blossom in their hair" Actually, that's Leslie Bricusse, but I wish I'd written it!

Of my own modest efforts, I like this: "The trolleybus rolls on its route, be they straightly roads or bendily, No noise and no pollut-i-on, environment'lly friendily."

Steve

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16 Oct 01 - 03:46 AM (#573140)
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From: Micca

"Folds back the blanket and clasps me to her
The way the River can embrace the lake"

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16 Oct 01 - 04:34 AM (#573158)
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From: KingBrilliant

"I met an old man, he told me something,
He told me nothing now could keep him sober.
His lover left him, his wife has gone away,
He's missing teeth and he's missing mother."

Kris

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16 Oct 01 - 05:42 AM (#573176)
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From: Morticia

couple of Gomez' lyrics:

"virtues are desirable, but they don't make very good pets"

and

"I see that you're beside yourself,
but that's okay 'cos no-one else
is waiting for the vacancy
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16 Oct 01 - 07:56 AM (#573242)
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From: Troll

"She touches the strings and the cares of a lifetime,
Fade away like the rays of the now-setting sun.
She cradles the Harp like a child to her shoulder,
And the soul of the Harp and the Harper are one."
The Song In The Wood
circa 1993

troll

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16 Oct 01 - 08:37 AM (#573272)
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From: Midchuck

She would stand on the line for the start of a meet,
And you'd know that's the look that they saw
In the eyes of the man waiting there in the street
Until some poor damn fool tried to draw...

From Gunfighter's Eyes

It's true, too!

Peter.

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16 Oct 01 - 08:52 AM (#573282)
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From: Scabby Douglas

When you are grown, you'll be a princess
When you are grown, you'll be a fine man
When you are grown, and wise as I wish you
I'll be as proud of you as anyone can

from "When"

Cheers

Steven

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16 Oct 01 - 09:44 AM (#573303)
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From: Jack the Sailor

I wanna see you naked

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16 Oct 01 - 09:57 AM (#573311)
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From: Kim C

I dreamed about a man last night
Upon a pale horse he did ride
And hell was close behind his heels
But I was sure it wasn't real

This morning when the daylight broke
I went outside to take a walk
And oh the sight that greeted me
Black flowers far as I could see

The Black Flower, 1999, inspired by Howard Bahr's novel of the same name

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16 Oct 01 - 10:42 AM (#573358)
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From: LR Mole

"Pirates sad in defeat,
Devoured by crocodiles and time."
from "Latter Days of Peter Pan"

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16 Oct 01 - 12:53 PM (#573450)
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From: Jerry Rasmussen

"Somewhere inside her, there's still that young girl, with a tortoise-shell comb in her hair."

The complete verse:

"She remembers the sweet smell of reshly-baked apples That came from the woodburning stove And the songs that her Mother would sing to herself And the laughter, when Father came home And somewhere inside her, there's still that young girl With a tortoise-shell comb in her hair And sometimes the memories come back with a song Just as surely as if she were there."

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16 Oct 01 - 01:07 PM (#573460)
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From: InOBU

I kinda always like the last one I wrote, though, I always was partial to the line in the song Yvette's song, about the forced assimilation of Canadian natives, (on returning to her grandmother's house...
There I remembered I was Innu again
Not a Montainaise* and not your Indian
* The "tribal name" for Innu in Qubecouis. To see my latest lines... check out the posts "Otway's Latest, a Quaker Song 4 Today" and "EVEN ANOTHER! Quaker Song (from Larry)"
Cheers Larry

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16 Oct 01 - 01:08 PM (#573462)
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From: mousethief

I am told that one of my better lines comes from my song Existential Sheep, "Here I sit in silence, I'm just waiting to be sheared." But perhaps it works better in context (blicky. I can't judge my own stuff; I'm too close to it. For a few brief seconds for each song, I think it's the greatest song I've ever written, then I despise it.

Alex

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16 Oct 01 - 01:19 PM (#573473)
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From: Ebbie

Thanks, Mudlark.

"It's been close on a year now that you're gone, I realize
Time flies, time crawls in its ebb and flow
And we sit here on your birthday with no one to surprise

We sing of you and think of you and share each other's pain
Hot tears and sweet laughter often flow
And though we've learned to accept it, the question still remains
: Tell me, boy, why did you have to go?

Chorus:

It's your laughing and loving in the living of your life
With joy that seemed to overflow
- This is what we're celebrating, this is what we'll always prize
But tell me, boy, why did you have to go?

Long years will trail each other as healing time goes by
Your friends will continue to live and grow
And someday we'll know the story, the answer to our cry
: Tell me, boy, why did you have to go?

Tell me, boy, Why??"

Ebbie

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16 Oct 01 - 01:24 PM (#573476)
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From: Amergin

Drunkenness is my only virtue
The pub is my second home
The taps and bottles are my subjects
The barstool is my throne

From The Drunkard King

Oh, their voices rang and the coyotes sang,
And the laughter began to roar.
Round the crackling might of the fire bright
Were the voices I shall hear no more.

From Silent Voices

Now he sits alone upon the barstool
Finding solace in a whiskey glass

From Solace

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16 Oct 01 - 01:33 PM (#573483)
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From: Little Hawk

Life's a magnificent calling
That goes way beyond buy and sell
Life's a magnificent calling
Far greater than heaven and hell
For life is the endless unfolding
Of all that the heart can perceive
Like the waves that keep constantly rolling ashore
Like the wind as it blows through the trees

And life is not hoarded or purchased
When all that exists has a soul
That goes on quite regardless of worship
No religion commands its control
No government grants it a license
No taxman can bring it to heel
So they raise revenue with their vices instead
And they stamp upon life with their seal

And they tread upon life in the valley
They fire at life with their guns
While eternity stands all around them
They spit upon life and they run
To the safety of death's hollow mountains
But no safety is there to be found
Only life standing proud in the silence so loud
That follows a fool's dying sounds

For life is the end and beginning
Of all that we think of as real
Of all that we value and honour
Of every excuse and ideal
If you ever should think you were falling
If you ever thought that could be true
Just remember it's life that provided and gave
A magnificent calling to you.

- LH

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16 Oct 01 - 01:52 PM (#573497)
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From: jeffp

If you'll just step into my arms
We'll waltz all around this hall
And no matter what the future brings
I'll be there each time you call

From Would You Like to Dance?

jeffp

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16 Oct 01 - 02:50 PM (#573545)
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From: CapriUni

Okay -- this isn't from a song (yet -- who knows? I may write a song around it). It's from a term paper I wrote for a world religions class in college. But it is still my best line ever:

"Laughter is the sound of the soul's wings beating"

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16 Oct 01 - 02:51 PM (#573546)
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From: Donuel

This ol violin of 200 years was in pieces and plays like new, I wish I could do that too.

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16 Oct 01 - 03:05 PM (#573552)
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From: Donuel

A scar like a star , shines from long ago.

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16 Oct 01 - 03:33 PM (#573566)
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From: kendall

On picking up a hiker...
She found a station that was playing that stuff
Some call Country, that was bad enough,
Then she started singing along
HAD A VOICE THAT WOULD SHATTER TUPPERWARE...

And, ..she had one of them damn Walkmen stuck in her ear
'Nuff to make you chew your own leg off...

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16 Oct 01 - 03:44 PM (#573583)
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From: Ebbie

"Laughter is to the soul what sex is to the body" *BG*

Not a song but it came up in a late night discussion.

Ebbie

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16 Oct 01 - 04:04 PM (#573597)
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From: Metchosin

Salal bush wind clipp'd and bent
By the western wind is rent
Into bonsai gardens of the rain and storm.
Sparkling silver sea and mist
Has constant, held and kissed
This wild topiary landscape's sculpted form.

0r maybe

On a windswept grassy knoll
Above the ceaseless breakers roll
Where wind crook'd pine is stooped
By timeless sea,
Lies a cold, flat granite stone
Forgotten and alone
And carved words cut to the bone:
"Lost at sea".

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16 Oct 01 - 05:10 PM (#573653)
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From: GUEST

"Hotel Song," c.1965

The, bass, the bass sings--beat, beat The bass from the bar at the bottom of the building, Beat, beat--the rhythm, rhythm.

Outside the window, wires tap together; Trolley-wires tap on a tin, tin banjo: Jing jing-a-jing, jing-a-jing jing-a-jing-a

Horn trumpets and airbrake trombones Blow in the street, in the street below Every horn has a time to solo-- Off key, off time, they all blow.

Above the building, high, alive Winged piccolos scream and dive.

The radiator plays a mean sax.

CC

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16 Oct 01 - 05:26 PM (#573668)
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From: John Hardly

Tonight...I'll sing you to sleep for the first time knowing
We'll be sharing this space for a while.
I'll sing and play and you'll do the growing.
Hey, can you feel it when I smile?

And I'll hold you against my rosewood guitar
While I sing from my newly blessed soul
And you'll have the best seat in the house by far.
My heart, my life, this sound---so full.

So I'll sing the high notes (a nice way to start)
This guitar will fill in the low,
Between you, and me, and this guitar,
Tonight...I'll sing to you this lulla-hello

I just had a funny thought.
If some day you should learn to play the guitar like me,
And you press your ear against its top as you play…like all guitar players do…
Will you suddenly remember this time together?

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16 Oct 01 - 06:55 PM (#573729)
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From: Little Hawk

"I never met a boy scout yet who was fully prepared"

- LH

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16 Oct 01 - 07:47 PM (#573773)
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From: Mudlark

What a great collection of lines and songs!

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17 Oct 01 - 08:21 AM (#574094)
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From: mkebenn

On the hunt I was attracted
to most anything wearin' skirts.
And I smoked an' coked an' drank myself
to a full flame out alert.
"Big Flattop Guitar" 1977 Mike

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17 Oct 01 - 10:34 AM (#574161)
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From: BluesMojo

"Love comes with the wind and it ain't disciplined and you never intend it to go."

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17 Oct 01 - 10:52 AM (#574178)
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From: Donuel

It was something so strange that I
Really can never explain , it simply
Happened as I watched, and can't
Just expect you to blindly believe.
This globe of white light passed my
Way through the walls and my eyes

I was alone with my cat and could
Think of no explanation except that
Of one dimension never taught, be
It something all in one or just that my
Every thought had become surreal.
Day or night it is forever my surprise

I had read flatland and at its heart it
Touched upon a truth I was granted.
That what was clearly shown to me,
Globe, cloud or internal space, some
Of these were not alone , a second
Light sailed thru my home,what a sight

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17 Oct 01 - 10:55 AM (#574182)
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From: dorareever

mmm..I think I'm pretty good at songwriting,but I'm a little shy...and I write in english even if it isn't my native language...so please be kind with my lyrics :)

...falling and crashing,the lovely decay sprinkling spring in chill the sun with cold ray roses still lingering,still sweeping off breathe the white air,it's sure that you'll cough bombs of the Soviet,the blackened window pane you're gonna cheat someone for easing your pain ('tis from a song I wrote about Prague)

She sits on shiny pianos/her legs like priceless dreams/her eyes with cinder blackened/the moon glad with sweet beams/he tries to fight the boredom/the boys all curse the clown (a "before Hitler" Berlin kinda song...)

All the bug eyes that I have all for crying they were made and I never ever come back home I fear (I'm into spooky alien atomic folk songs.This one is bug eyed monster emigrant lament.)

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17 Oct 01 - 11:16 AM (#574196)
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From: Little Hawk

"I know I've seen the end of something fine that I cannot name. When men live just for money that's when life goes down the drain."

(refers to the passing of the open range, the buffalo, and the free roaming people of the old West, before the towns, railroads, and ranches came in...but it's the same old problem right now in 2001, only worse)

- LH

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17 Oct 01 - 11:20 AM (#574199)
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From: Little Hawk

"While your generals and your presidents make a football game of war
Go ask Crazy Horse and Sittng Bull, they know what you're fighting for
City of Fools, you think you run the whole world
City of Fools, you think you run the whole world
City of Fools, you think you run the whole world
You're a City of Fools."

- LH

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17 Oct 01 - 11:28 AM (#574201)
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From: Willie-O

There's something I like about a legion hall
Somewhere on a Friday night
They're drinkin Blue and Ex and even 50 there,
Or real bad coffee like chewin on dynamite
Something just right about a pockmarked guitar
That just won't get in tune
And the five-eleven highway takin you home
Underneath a summertime moon.

"511 Highway"

(from a simpler time, summer 2000)

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17 Oct 01 - 12:47 PM (#574237)
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From: Little Hawk

I was traveling with this girl one time
In another century
(It might even've been a Buick, I'm not sure)
We were suffering from the same disease
They call it "modern life"
So we headed for the hills to find a cure
Like maybe a Yaqui sorcerer or a mystid from Peru
Or a crystal ball from distant Mandalay
Now I can't recall her name, but I will not forget her eyes
They were lookin' at me from a million miles away

Cold is the road as autumn slips away
How many miles yet to go?
Yes 'n how many lives are buried in the clay
Down below?

She had come out of some mining town
In the hills of old Vermont
It's the kind of story that you sometimes hear
Her father died when she was nine and her mother took to drink
And descended into the hell of her own fear
So she ran away at 15, thumbed her way out west
In the company of salesmen, tramps, and thieves
She worked all the clubs in Omaha, and was known to be "the best"
If that's a concept in which you can still believe...

Cold is the road as autumn slips away
How many miles yet to go?
Yes 'n how many lives are buried in the clay
Down below?

[that's part of the story...]

- LH

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17 Oct 01 - 12:54 PM (#574242)
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From: Little Hawk

that's "mystic" from Peru, not mystid...

- LH

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17 Oct 01 - 03:48 PM (#574337)
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From: GUEST,mkebenn@work

The reservation was Cornplanter's home
for as long as the sun filled the sky.
But the Army Corps of Engineers
played God while the waters rise.
Kinzua 1969 Mike

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17 Oct 01 - 03:56 PM (#574341)
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From: Little Hawk

Ah, yes, Buffy used to sing about Kinzua Dam in "Now That The Buffalo's Gone"...

- LH

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17 Oct 01 - 05:36 PM (#574400)
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From: Little Hawk

"He flies a long-nosed Swallow, Kawasaki Hien
Tony Type 61
244th Squadron on the tailfin
20 millimeter guns
She's got stripes on the main wing
Stars around the gunports
Lightning down the fuselage side
24 kill marks underneath the cockpit
It's a wonder he's still alive!
That's Jiro Ariake in his silver Kawasaki
Over '45 Tokyo!"

(possibly the only song ever written about a Japanese fighter ace in WWII, based on the actual exploits of the legendary Akamatsu, who flew not a Kawasaki Hien, but a Mitsubishi Raiden fighter. The Hien was an army plane, the Raiden flew for the Navy. Hiens were sometimes decorated in a very fancy way, as in this song. The above is one of the 4 verses.)

- LH

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17 Oct 01 - 05:43 PM (#574404)
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From: GUEST,mkebenn@work

When the chill winds bring October
they lay down the frost at night.
And all of North America
is spellbound by their flight
Great Canada 1971 Mike

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17 Oct 01 - 05:55 PM (#574411)
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From: Little Hawk

Very nice!

- LH

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17 Oct 01 - 06:31 PM (#574435)
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From: GUEST,mkebenn@work

okay, if you like,LH
What is there in my whole life
more sacred to my soul
than the call of the wild geese
inviting me to go?
Fly, Great Canada,
high above the worl of men
Fly, Great Canada,
I'll be alone 'till you come back again.
Mike

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18 Oct 01 - 11:01 AM (#574869)
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From: GUEST,Claymore

DIADELPHOUS (1972)

I've left to go find myself, But if he returns before they get back, Please ask me to stay, Until we return...

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18 Oct 01 - 11:15 AM (#574872)
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From: Pseudolus

....written for my sister-in-law and her husband for their Wedding Day.....

It might just be that in God's plan, A woman falls in live with a man, It's no mistake I'm standing here today.....

Frank

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18 Oct 01 - 03:20 PM (#574955)
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From: GUEST,Dan Brown

Is your life a hopeless tangle of confusion, pain, and grief.

Does your purpose lack a reason, are you sure what you believe.

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18 Oct 01 - 05:11 PM (#575036)
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From: Little Hawk

I said "Well, this is it"
And she said "Is that what you want?"
I said "Want's a word I'm seldom heard to use." She replied "Then don't wait up for me"
And turned to walk away
I said "You go right ahead, I'll light the fuse..."

- LH

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