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[04 Feb 2007|12:43am] |
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My song of the week...
LOOK UP
Look up look up
The sky is falling
Colours changing
People laughing
In the face of danger
Look out look out
The bruise is swelling
Streets are bleeding
Angels calling
In a time of rescue
The rivers flooding
Boats are sinking
Lights are fading
an attempt to get through
To the ocean of you
All naked & blue
How do you do
Watch out watch out
The fools are fighting
There’s love that’s dying
An earth that’s crying
For the life it once knew
Trace the day
Across all space
To find a smile
Upon your face
I could never replace
The hue of these days
It’s just a phase
That we can’t sleep
We can only weep
For all we can’t keep
We live in dream
Hear this hear this
The record’s playing
There’s lovers swaying
A town that’s praying
For a laugh to see them through
The rocket’s lifting
The air is thinning
Shapes are shifting
Oh god but what a view
One for your time
Two for your words
Three for a picture of a
four dimentional world
five to live with each other
six to sing the same song
seven not to eat them
eight to feel that you belong
nine to let go of fear
ten to hold your vision dear
Look up look up
The sky is falling
Colours changing
People laughing
In the face of danger
The bruise is swelling
Streets are bleeding
Angels calling
In a time of rescue
The rivers flooding
Boats are sinking
Lights are fading
An attempt to get through
The fools are fighting
There’s love that’s dying
An earth that’s crying
For the life it once knew
For the life it once knew
For the life it once knew
For the life it once knew
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Comments:  Sing Me A Song.
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[28 Jul 2006|12:17am] |
we're standing in line, but secretly
we're crashing down into the desert brilliantly
our burning eyes can bearly pass off the light
we go so quietly, so blinding
flashes of lightning striking down..
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Comments: Sing Me A Song.
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| One of life's many mysteries... |
[12 May 2006|07:59pm] |
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hung up - madonna |
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Why does it take 20minutes to wash your dirty laundry.... but 4billion hours to dry your newly cleaned laundry?
GARGH!
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Comments: Sing Me A Song.
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[06 May 2006|09:40pm] |
And I hate disintegration
Watching us wither
Black winged roses that safely changed their color
Oh these little earthquakes
Here we go again
Oh these little earthquakes
Doesn’t take much to rip us into pieces
Give me life, give me pain
Give me myself again
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Comments: Sing Me A Song.
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[10 Feb 2006|01:07am] |
Coz who’s got all the solutions?
180 revolutions
Where I turn it depends
Where I fall in the end
am i the only one who can't get this out of my head?
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| Memories... |
[03 Feb 2006|12:27am] |
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Sarah Blasko - Sweet November |
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I thought about it tonight, I'm lucky to be alive
I never thought these city lights would ever shine so bright
Floating on the surface, threatened to be dragged down
I thought I was lost forever, it turns out I'm alright
Sweetest November, winter wasn't here forever
time to rest your weary head in the sun
Sweetest November, the world's renewed its colour
only just in time to welcome the summer
I thought about you tonight, I'm glad that you're alive
Even in these uncertain times, you'll make it through the night
You were floating on the surface, threatened to be dragged down
I thought you were gone forever, it turns out you've been found
Sweetest November, winter wasn't here forever
Time to rest your weary head in the sun
Sweetest November, the worlds renewed its splendour
Only just in time to welcome the summer
Captured in this light, beauty will survive
Purified by the fire you have made it to the sea
Sweetest November, Winter wasn't here forever
Time to rest your weary head in the sun
Sweetest November, the world's renewed its colour
only just in time to welcome the summer
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Comments: 1 Melodic Contribution Sing Me A Song.
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[25 Dec 2005|05:21am] |
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Merry Christmas everyone. I hope the jolly man came to visit and gave you all your heartfelt desires :D
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[04 Sep 2005|09:42pm] |
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Tears and Rain - James Blunt |
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*love*
How I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that become my skin;
See the liar that burns within my needing.
How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.
I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.
How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;
Hold memory close at hand,
Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
How I wish I would save my soul.
I'm so cold from fear.
I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
Far, far away; find comfort in pain.
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.
and now i'm gonna go make myself a hot chocolate, and curl up with a good book. yay! for no work tomorrow. see people at PAs tomoz from 1pm.
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Comments: 5 Melodic Contribution s Sing Me A Song.
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[15 Jul 2005|10:39pm] |
You sit there on the couch
Sipping your scotch and ice
You turn the TV on
And tune me out again
So what would you say to me
If you could talk to me
You could ask anything
I wouldn't lie
But you're okay with this
Damaging awkwardness
So I'll just play it safe
And keep it inside
'Cause boys don't cry
I used to hold your hand
So tight there was no question
But now even when you're near
I've never felt so alone
So what would you say to me
If you could talk to me
You could ask anything
I wouldn't lie
But you're okay with this
Damaging awkwardness
So I'll just play it safe
And keep it inside
'Cause boys don't cry
If you just stand beside me
I'll keep you in my life
Tell me how much you love me
And I'll be just fine
Don't be afraid of me
So what would you say to me
If you could talk to me
You could ask anything
I wouldn't lie
But you're okay with this
Damaging awkwardness
So I'll just play it safe
And keep it inside
'Cause boys don't cry
-Plumb Boys Don't Cry
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| Mother Revolution |
[06 May 2005|10:28pm] |
Lucky me
I guess the kind of man that you would turn out to be
Now I wish that I'd been wrong and then
I could remember to breathe
And all along the watchtower
The night horses and the black mares
Ready themselves for the outcome
For the strange times upon us
But what you didn't count on
Was another mother of
A mother revolution
But what you didn't count on
Was another mother of
A mother revolution
You could've had
You could've had me
You could've had me
Right there beside you
You could've have me boy
You could've have me yeah
You could've have me
Right there beside you
A wife on loan in a cafe
In old El Paso
Next I go to
Seven Gates and my sister's Bass Bonanza
And all along her watchtower
The night horses and the black mares
Steady themselves for the outcome
For the strange days upon us
What you didn't count on
Was another mother of
A mother revolution
But what you didn't count on
Was another mother of
A mother revolution
You could've had
You could've had me
You could've had me
Right there beside you
You could've have me boy
You could've have me yeah
You could've have me
Right there beside you
What you didn’t count on
Was another mother of
A mother revolution
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Comments: 6 Melodic Contribution s Sing Me A Song.
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| Sleeps with Butterflies |
[23 Apr 2005|04:37pm] |
airplanes
take you away again
are you flying above where we live
then i look up, a glare in my eyes
are you having regrets about last night
i'm not, but i like rivers that
rush in
so then i dove in
is there trouble ahead for you, the acrobat
i won't push you, unless you have a net
you say the word you know i will find you
or if you need some time i don't mind
i don't hold on to the tail of your kite
i'm not like the girls that you've known
but i believe i'm worth coming home to
kiss away night
this girl only sleeps with butterflies
with butterflies
so go on and fly then, boy
balloons look good from on the ground
i fear with pins and needles around
we may fall then stumble upon a carousel
it could take us anywhere
you say the word you know i will find you
or if you need some time i don't mind
i don't hold on to the tail of your kite
i'm not like the girls that you've known
but i believe i'm worth coming home to
kiss her, waiting by this girl
this girl
you say the word you know i will find you
or if you need some time i don't mind
i don't hold onto the tail of your kite
i'm not like the girls that you've known
but i believe i'm worth coming home to
kiss away night
this girl only sleeps with butterflies
with butterflies
with butterflies
so go on and fly boy
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Comments: 1 Melodic Contribution Sing Me A Song.
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[07 Apr 2005|04:58pm] |
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we got tori tickets do daaaaah do daaaaah, we got tori tickets do da do da daaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy! :D
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[25 Mar 2005|10:07pm] |
What’s the matter mary jane, you had a hard day
As you place the don’t disturb sign on the door
You lost your place in line again, what a pity
You never seem to want to dance anymore
It’s a long way down
On this roller coaster
The last chance streetcar
Went off the track
And you’re on it
I hear you’re counting sheep again mary jane
What’s the point of trying’ to dream anymore
I hear you’re losing weight again mary jane
Do you ever wonder who you’re losing it for
Well it’s full speed baby
In the wrong direction
There’s a few more bruises
If that’s the way
You insist on heading
Please be honest mary jane
Are you happy
Please don’t censor your trears
You’re the sweet crusader
And you’re on your way
You’re the last great innocent
And that’s why I love you
So take this moment mary jane and be selfish
Worry not about the cars that go by
All that matters mary jane is your freedom
Keep warm my dear, keep dry
Tell me
Tell me
What’s the matter mary jane
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Comments: 3 Melodic Contribution s Sing Me A Song.
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[14 Mar 2005|09:13pm] |
ALL THE THINGS THAT AREN'T GOOD ABOUT SCIENTOLOGY
hello, is anybody home?
the lights were on
try and switch to manual control
but it's been on auto pilot for so long
and i've been working on the theory that
someone's always worse off
and i've been thinking
i'm too young
and now what? for you..
what are you going to do?
can't consume slowly
too much to see
too much to read
on your bridge to OT
but someone, somewhere's
pushing a world around on four wheels
and tonight in your town
the stars are looking down
on you and me
and now what? for you..
what are you going to do?
the news comes twice a week
like a chinese whisper
not the same when it reaches me
safer to see than to be seen
safer given lines to drive
between, between, between
and it's such a small room
it's a danger
and the pictures on the wall
might mean nothing at all
but they're mine
will you notice? will you notice? will you notice?
will you notice?
what will you say?
what will you say?
any attempts to compensate
would not go unnoticed
and i've been thinking
i'm too young for all of this
too young...
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[09 Mar 2005|05:32pm] |
do you remember a guy that's been
in such an early song
i heard a rumour from ground control
oh no, don't say it's true
they got a message from the action man
"i'm happy hope you're happy too"
i've loved all i've needed love
sordid details following
the shrieking of nothing is killing
just pictures of jap girls in synthesis
and i ain't got no money and and i ain't got no hair
but i'm hoping to kick but the planet is glowing aglow aglow
ashes to ashes funk to funky
we know major tom's a junky
strung out on heaven's high
hitting an all time low
time and again i tell myself
i'll stay clean tonight
but the little green wheels are following me
oh no not again
i'm stuck with a valuable friend
i'm happy hope you're happy too
one flash of light
but no smoking pistol
i've never done good things
i've never done bad things
i never did anything out of the blue
want an axe to break the ice
want to come down right now
ashes to ashes funk to funky
we know major tom's a junky
strung out on heaven's high
hitting an all time low
my mama said to get things done
you better not mess with major tom
my mama said to get things done
you better not mess with major tom
my mama said to get things done
you better not mess with major tom
...the countdown begins... 28 hours...
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[18 Feb 2005|11:59pm] |
You have come here
in pursuit of your deepest urge,
in pursuit of that wish,
which till now has been silent,
silent . . .
I have brought you,
that our passions may fuse and merge -
in your mind you've already succumbed to me
dropped all defences
completely succumbed to me -
now you are here with me:
no second thoughts,
you've decided,
decided . . .
Past the point of no return -
no backward glances:
the games we've played till now are at an end . . .
Past all thought of "if" or "when" -
no use resisting:
abandon thought, and let the dream descend . . .
What raging fire shall flood the soul?
What rich desire unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction lies before us . . .?
Past the point of no return,
the final threshold -
what warm, unspoken secrets will we learn?
Beyond the point of no return . . .
AMINTA (CHRISTINE)
You have brought me to that moment where words run dry,
to that moment where speech disappears into silence,
silence . . .
I have come here, hardly knowing the reason why . . .
In my mind, I've already imagined our bodies entwining
defenceless and silent -
and now I am here with you:
no second thoughts,
I've decided,
decided . . .
Past the point of no return -
no going back now:
our passion-play has now, at last, begun . . .
Past all thought of right or wrong -
one final question:
how long should we two wait, before we're one . . .?
When will the blood begin to race
the sleeping bud burst into bloom?
When will the flames, at last, consume us . . .?
BOTH
Past the point of no return
the final threshold -
the bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn . . .
We've passed the point of no return . . .
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