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Sri D |
Welcome Christmas | ||
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Fah who for-aze!
Dah who dor-aze! Welcome Christmas, Come this way! Fah who for-aze! Dah who dor-aze! Welcome Christmas, Christmas Day. Welcome, Welcome Fah who rah-moose Welcome, Welcome Dah who dah-moose Christmas day is in our grasp So long as we have hands to clasp Fah who for-aze! Dah who dor-aze! Welcome Christmas Bring your cheer Fah who for-aze! Dah who dor-aze! Welcome all Who's Far and near Welcome Christmas, fah who rah-moose Welcome Christmas, dah who dah-moose Christmas day will always be Just so long as we have we Fah who for-aze Dah who dor-aze Welcome Christmas Bring your light Welcome Christmas Fah who rah-moose! Welcome Christmas Dah who dah-moose! Welcome Christmas While we stand Heart to heart And hand in hand Fah who for-aze Dah who dor-aze Welcome welcome Christmas Christmas Day |
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Sri D |
Re: Welcome Christmas | ||
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Close enough.
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Susashinumasti |
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Come my swete
Come my flour Come my culver Myn owne bour Come my moder Now with me for hevyn quene I make of thee My swete sone withal my love I come with thee to thine above Where thou art now let me be For all my love is layde on thee... Music By: Teresa Casella Lyrics: Anon, Middle English Sung by: Mediaeval Baebes (No typo, that's how they spell it). |
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Song lyrics | ||
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THE WOLF THAT LIVES IN LINDSEY
words and music by Joni Mitchell from Mingus Of the darkness in men's minds What can you say That wasn't marked by history Or the T.V. news today He gets away with murder The blizzards come and go The stab and glare and buckshot Of the heavy heavy snow It comes and goes It comes and goes His grandpa loved an empire His sister loved a thief And lindsey loved the ways of darkness Beyond belief Girls in chilly blouses The blizzards come and go The stab and glare and buckshot Of the heavy heavy snow It comes and goes It comes and goes The cops don't seem to care For derelicts or ladies of the night They're weeds for yanking out of sight If you're smart or rich or lucky Maybe you'll beat the laws of man But the inner laws of spirit And the outer laws of nature No man can No--no man can There lives a wolf in Lindsey That raids and runs Through the hills of Hollywood And the downtown slums He gets away with murder The blizzards come and go The stab and glare and buckshot Of the heavy heavy snow It comes and goes It comes and goes (This cover sounds a lot like JM's recording)
"I made this letter longer than usual because I lack the time to make it short."
- Blaise Pascal
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I always liked this tune...And So It Goes by Billy Joel...
In every heart there is a room A sanctuary safe and strong To heal the wounds from lovers past Until a new one comes along I spoke to you in cautious tones You answered me with no pretense And still I feel I said too much My silence is my self defense And every time Ive held a rose It seems I only felt the thorns And so it goes, and so it goes And so will you soon I suppose But if my silence made you leave Then that would be my worst mistake So I will share this room with you And you can have this heart to break And this is why my eyes are closed Its just as well for all Ive seen And so it goes, and so it goes And youre the only one who knows So I would choose to be with you Thats if the choice were mine to make But you can make decisions too And you can have this heart to break And so it goes, and so it goes And youre the only one who knows |
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Wow, thanks Susan.
I had forgotten all about And So It Goes... Here's the video for anyone interested. "...you can have this heart to break..." Susie |
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Oops, for some reason it was taking forever (like, more than 3 seconds) this morning to open your songs of the day, so I never went back to them.
I have always loved Billy Joel and saw him twice in concert a zillion years ago. Also enjoyed his collaboration with Twila Tharp in "Movin Out." Another of my old favorites is "I've Loved These Days..." Now we take our time, so nonchalant And spend our nights so bon vivant We dress our days in silken robes The money comes The money goes We know it's all a passing phase We light our lamps for atmosphere And hang our hopes on chandeliers We're going wrong, we're gaining weight We're sleeping long and far too late And so it's time to change our ways But I've loved these days Now as we indulge in things refined We hide our hearts from harder times A string of pearls, a foreign car Oh we can only go so far On caviar and cabernet We drown our doubts in dry champagne And soothe our souls with fine cocaine I don't know why I even care We'll get so high and get nowhere We'll have to change our jaded ways But I've loved these days So before we end and then begin We'll drink a toast to how it's been A few more hours to be complete A few more nights on satin sheets A few more times that I can say I've loved these days (Edited to add lyrics.)
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Sojourn of Arjuna | ||
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Sojourn
of Arjuna
So Arjuna and Krishna you know they're hanging out on the battlefield Arjuna is like tired of war, he's trying to get out of this battle so Krishna drops a little science on him, he says you know it's the way of spiritual growth a man must go forth from where he stands he cannot jump to the absolute, he must evolve toward it (can you hear that) Krishna says at any given moment in time we are what we are Arjuna we have to accept the consequences of being ourselves and only through this acceptance can we begin to evolve further we may select the battleground but we cannot avoid the battle so Krishna tells Arjuna it follows therefore that every action under certain circumstances and for certain people may actually be a stepping stone to spiritual growth Arjuna is to do the best he knows in order to pass beyond that best to better how can we prescribe our neighbors to be perfect when it is so hard to know our own heart the pacifist must respect Arjuna Arjuna must respect the pacifist. both are going toward the same goal if they are really sincere there's an underlying solidarity between them which can be expressed each one follows without compromise the path upon which he finds himself for we can only help others to do their duty by doing what we ourselves believe to be right it is the one supremely social act. so Krishna's reply to Arjuna occupies the rest of the story it deals not only with Arjuna's immediate personal problem but the whole nature of action the meaning of life and the aims for which man must struggle here on earth at the end of the conversation Arjuna has changed his mind he's ready to fight, he's ready to go ahead on it is the way of spiritual growth a man must go forward from where he stands he cannot jump to the absolute and the battle begins...
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If I could be you, if you could be me
For just one hour, if we could find a way To get inside each other's mind If you could see you through my eyes Instead your own ego I believe you'd be I believe you'd be surprised to see That you've been blind Walk a mile in my shoes just walk a mile in my shoes Before you abuse, criticize and accuse Then walk a mile in my shoes Now if we spend the day Throwin' stones at one another 'Cause I don't think, 'cause I don't think Or wear my hair the same way you do Well, I may be common people But I'm your brother And when you strike out You're tryin' to hurt me It's hurtin' you, Lord how mercy Walk a mile in my shoes just walk a mile in my shoes Before you abuse, criticize and accuse Then walk a mile in my shoes Now there are people on reservations And out in the ghetto And brother there, but for the grace of God Go you and I, If I only had wings of a little angel Don't you know, I'd fly To the top of a mountain And then I'd cry, cry, cry Walk a mile in my shoes just walk a mile in my shoes Before you abuse, criticize and accuse Then walk a mile in my shoes walk a mile in my shoes We do not need to be the same, or think the same But we can hold hands as fellow travelers in this life. |
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Awesome Sandy !
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"These lyrics remind me of a lady who lived near me. People thought she was strange and would taunt her whenever they saw her. Although I never joined in,
I never spoke up for her. Some years later she died and when they emptied her house they found all the memories of her dead daughter. Made me realise and
others that everyone has a history and experiences that make the way they are. To this day I wish I could have had the courage to speak up at the injustice.
Changed my life forever. Pearl Jam capture it perfectly. I will never forget her and will always defend anyone who needs help now." --Anonymous
Crazy Mary (Victoria Williams) Lyrics Artist(Band): Pearl Jam She lived on a curve in the road, in an old tar-paper shack On the south side of the town, on the wrong side of the tracks Sometimes on the way into town we'd say: "Mama, can we stop and give her a ride?" Sometimes we did but her hands flew from her side Wild eyed, crazy Mary Down a long dirt road, past the Parson's place The old blue car we used to race Little country store with a sign tacked to the side Said "No L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G allowed" Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around One night thunder cracked mercy backed outside her windowsill Dreamed I was flying high above the trees, over the hills Looked down into the house of Mary Bare bulb blown, newspaper-covered walls, and Mary rising up above it all Next morning on the way into town Saw some skid marks, and followed them around Over the curve,through the fields, into the house of Mary That WHAT you fear the most, could meet you halfway That WHAT you fear the most, could meet you halfway Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
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Made me realise and others that everyone has a history and experiences that make the way they are.
yeah I found that out too as I get older....everyone has a story....everyone deals with the same shit maybe different day....different year... I pretty much look at life like that....when something gets me down....I always remember that its worse for someone else....and that others are dealing with the same thing too....i am not alone....we are not alone... We do not need to be the same, or think the same But we can hold hands as fellow travelers in this life. |
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