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lapietra · 11-13-2003, 07:13 PM

There is a middle-aged woman dragging her feet.
She carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat.
While the Mexican children kick rocks into the street
and they laugh in a language I don't understand.
But I love them.
Why do I love them?
So the neighborhood is dimming as I smoke on the porch
and watch the people as they pass enclosed inside their cars.
And on their faces just anger or disappointment.
I start wishing there was something I could offer them.
A consolation, what could I offer them?
When they are sad in their suburbs robots water the lawn
and everything they touch gets dusted spotless.
So they start to believe that they haven't touched anything at all.
While the cars in the driveway only multiply.
They are lost in their houses.
I have heard them sing in the shower
and making speeches to their sister on the telephone.
Saying, You come home.
Darling, you come here.
Don't stay so far away from me.
This weather has me wanting love more tangible.
Something I can hold because it's getting cold.
So lets hold up our fists to the flame in the sky
to block out the light that is reaching for our eyes
because it would blind us. It will blind us.
Now I have locked my actions in the grooves of routine.
So I may never be free of this apathy.
But I wait for a letter that is coming to me.
She sends me pictures of the ocean in an envelope.
So there still is hope.
Yes, I can be healed.
There is someone looking for what I concealed in my secret drawer,
in my pockets deep,
you will find the reasons that I can't sleep and you will still want me.
But will you still want me?
Well, I say come for the week.
You can sleep in my bed.
And then pass through my life like a dream through my head.
It will be easy. I will make it easy.
But all I have for the moment is a song to pass the time.
A melody to keep me from worrying.
Oh, some simple progression to keep my fingers busy.
And some words that are sure to come back to me and they will be laughing.
My mediocrity. My mediocrity.

Bright Eyes - Song to Pass the Time

Titanlcaxx · 12-14-2003, 07:30 PM

those school girl days of telling tales and biting nails are gone.

lapietra · 01-27-2004, 05:00 AM

I steal to feed, I fight to breathe, through hunger not greed
I find these days it's the only way I can survive
WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ?
IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ?
Ooh, in this dusty city with all the gods on the hill
Will not one of them help us ?
The temple which they built is an empty shell
The people who I see, scurrying on the streets, oblivious to our needs
I wonder sometimes how so many could be so blind ?
WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ?
IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ?
WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ?
IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ?
Today I stole the sun from the sky, the color from the heart of a rose
Today I took food from the hand of a starving child
WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ?
IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ?
WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ?
IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ?
(I guess that makes me a bad man)

inspiral carpets

Hyakujo's Fox · 01-30-2004, 08:17 AM

What a beautiful collision
Things that go bump in the night
With such beautiful precision
Fate could create you and I

Do you know what it means
To abandon your dreams?
To leave with the storms rolling by
How the clouds on this day
Come to take you away
Til you're gone gone far away from me

Beautiful beautiful night
What a beautifully dangerous ride
What a beautiful day we could hardly complain about
What's going on in the sky

What a beautiful collision
Things that go bump in the night
With such beautiful precision
Fate could create you and I

Do you know what it means
To abandon your dreams?
To leave with the storms rolling by
How the clouds on this day
Come to take you away
Til you're gone gone far away from me

Beautiful beautiful night
What a beautifully dangerous ride
What a beautiful day we could hardly complain about
What's going on in the sky

Move with the strangers
That pass through your days
If someone by chance
Should call out your name
When you're lost in the places you don't care to stay
A blinding romance to blow you away

- Bic Runga

lapietra · 02-19-2004, 08:20 PM

I'll sing myself to sleep
A song from the darkest hour
Secrets I can't keep
Inside of the day
Swing from high to deep
Extremes of sweet and sour
Hope that God exists
I hope I pray

Drawn by the undertow
My life is out of control
I believe this wave will bear my weight
So let it flow

Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy

Now I'm relieved to hear
That you've been to some far out places
It's hard to carry on
When you feel all alone
Now I've swung back down again
It's worse than it was before
If I hadn't seen such riches
I could live with being poor
Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy

Those who feel the breath of sadness
Sit down next to me
Those who find they're touched by madness
Sit down next to me
Those who find themselves ridiculous
Sit down next to me
Love, in fear, in hate, in tears

Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy

- James

daverbee · 02-20-2004, 03:27 PM

I'm your wicked Uncle Ernie
I'm glad you can't see or hear me
As I fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about!

The Who

brushogger · 04-24-2004, 04:08 AM

On a dinosaur victrola, listenin' to Buck Owens, doot, doot, doo, lookin' out my back door. (Creedence Clearwater Revival)

Willow Sylph · 04-29-2004, 01:53 AM

"... I can see clearly now. The rain has gone. I can see all obstacles in my way. Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind..."
- Jimmy Cliff

brushogger · 04-29-2004, 03:25 PM

Here comes the sun, and I say, "It's all right.."

-George Harrison

lapietra · 05-14-2004, 04:26 AM

Heaven on Earth
We need it now
I'm sick of all of this
Hanging around

Sick of sorrow
I'm sick of the pain
I'm sick of hearing
Again and again
That there's gonna be
Peace on Earth

Where I grew up
There weren't many trees
Where there was we'd tear them down
And use them on our enemies

They say that what you mock
Will surely overtake you
And you become a monster
So the monster will not break you

And it's already gone too far
You said that if you go in hard
You won't get hurt

Jesus can you take the time
To throw a drowning man a line
Peace on Earth

Tell the ones who hear no sound
Whose sons are living in the ground
Peace on Earth

No who's or why's
No one cries like a mother cries
For peace on Earth

She never got to say goodbye
To see the color in his eyes
Now he's in the dirt
Peace on Earth

They're reading names out
Over the radio
All the folks the rest of us
Won't get to know

Sean and Julia
Gareth, Anne, and Breeda
Their lives are bigger than
Any big idea

Jesus can you take the time
To throw a drowning man a line
Peace on Earth

To tell the ones who hear no sound
Whose sons are living in the ground
Peace on Earth

Jesus in the song you wrote
The words are sticking in my throat
Peace on Earth

Hear it every Christmas time
But hope and history won't rhyme
So what's it worth

This peace on Earth
Peace on Earth
Peace on Earth
Peace on Earth

u2 - peace on earth

nycwriters · 07-14-2004, 10:58 PM

Breathe by Dexter Freebish

I wake up everyday scared about tomorrow
I just don't know what to believe
And are we running out of all this time we borrowed
I'm drowning in reality

Breathe
We've gotta let it go
Turn around and just
Breathe
Tomorrow will come, can we
Breathe

The days I saw when I was young are unfamiliar
When were we taught to live this way
And as the years go by is our future clearer
Or will it all just fade away

Breathe
We've gotta let it go
Turn around and just
Breathe
Tomorrow will come, can we
Breathe

I'm just a stranger trying to make my way through life
But I'm confused
I'm sick of all the talking heads that lie to me
I want the truth

Am I breaking through the walls that stand between us?

Breathe
We've gotta let it go
Turn around and just
Breathe
Tomorrow will come
And still all I want is to
Breathe
We've gotta let it go
Turn around and just
Breathe
Tomorrow will come
Tomorrow will come

lapietra · 07-30-2004, 08:41 PM

I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all i've done.

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Anywhere from here

Light up, Light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
It makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbyes
I nearly do.

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

Slower, slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads

Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess.

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear.

snow patrol

slurpeedemon · 08-02-2004, 04:57 PM

I woke up this morning with a bad hangover
And my penis was missing again.
This happens all the time.
It's detachable.

This comes in handy a lot of the time.
I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble,
or I can rent it out, when I don't need it.
But now and then I go to a party, get drunk,
and the next morning I can't for the life of me
remember what I did with it.
First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn't find it.
So I called up the place where the party was,
they hadn't seen it either.
I asked them to check the medicine cabinet
'cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes
But not this time.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know.
I called a few people who were at the party,
but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate.
I really don't like being without my penis for too long.
It makes me feel like less of a man,
and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house,
and calling everyone I could think of,
I was starting to get very depressed,
so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast.
Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's Place,
where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street,
I saw my penis lying on a blanket
next to a broken toaster oven.
Some guy was selling it.
I had to buy it off him.
He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen.
I took it home, washed it off,
and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete.
People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached,
but I don't know.
Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass,
I like having a detachable penis.

King Missile

nycwriters · 09-03-2004, 10:36 PM

You're the song that's stuck in my head
I try to think of something else
It keeps coming back again
Says she wants to end it
I'll just keep pretending

And there you go
Turning up again

Its times like this i need a friend
Ill take a hit and hold u in
Cant live, cant breathe, im underneath
Its times like this i need
You here with me, with me

There's a stranger here in my bed
I try to think of something else
All i see is you instead
Says she wants to hang out
I'm just trying to break out

And there you go
Turning up again

Its times like this i need a friend
Ill take a hit and hold u in
Cant live, cant breathe, im underneath
Its times like this i need
You here with me, with me

And here i go
Turning up again

Its times like this i need a friend
Ill take a hint and hold u in
Cant live, cant breathe, im underneath
Its times like this i want you here
Its times like this i need you here with me, with me

trisherina · 09-04-2004, 04:29 AM

It seems as though I've lived my life
On the bad side of the moon
To stir your dregs and sittin' still
Without a rustic spoon
Come on people live with me
Where the light has never shone
And the harlots flock like hummingbirds
Speaking in a foreign tongue

I'm a light world away
From the people who make me stay
Sitting on the bad side of the moon

It's my life
It's my life
It's my life
My life

There ain't no need for watchdogs here
To justify our ways
We live our life in manacles
The main cause of our stay

Exiled here from other worlds
My sentence comes too soon
Why should I be made to pay
On the bad side of the moon

I'm a light world away
From the people who make me stay
Sitting on the bad side of the moon

It's my life
It's my life
It's my life
My life

- April Wine

02-20-2004, 03:27 PM	#261
daverbee Key Lime Pie rocks!!! Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Oh, yeah! Posts: 7,695	I'm your wicked Uncle Ernie I'm glad you can't see or hear me As I fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about! The Who Last edited by daverbee : 02-20-2004 at 03:30 PM.

04-24-2004, 04:08 AM	#262
brushogger Registered User Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: the ball of confusion Posts: 5	On a dinosaur victrola, listenin' to Buck Owens, doot, doot, doo, lookin' out my back door. (Creedence Clearwater Revival) __________________ I only know what the voices in my head tell me.

04-29-2004, 01:53 AM	#263
Willow Sylph monkey Join Date: Mar 2004 Posts: 2,608	"... I can see clearly now. The rain has gone. I can see all obstacles in my way. Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind..." - Jimmy Cliff __________________ Knight 1: We are now no longer the Knights who say "Ni". Knight 2: NI! Other Knights: Shh.... Knight 1: We are now the Knights who say.... "Ekki-Ekki-Ekki-Ekki-PTANG! Zoom-Boing! Z'nourrwringmm!"

04-29-2004, 03:25 PM	#264
brushogger Registered User Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: the ball of confusion Posts: 5	Here comes the sun, and I say, "It's all right.." -George Harrison __________________ I only know what the voices in my head tell me.

05-14-2004, 04:26 AM	#265
lapietra half baked Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: just ducky Posts: 12,078	Heaven on Earth We need it now I'm sick of all of this Hanging around Sick of sorrow I'm sick of the pain I'm sick of hearing Again and again That there's gonna be Peace on Earth Where I grew up There weren't many trees Where there was we'd tear them down And use them on our enemies They say that what you mock Will surely overtake you And you become a monster So the monster will not break you And it's already gone too far You said that if you go in hard You won't get hurt Jesus can you take the time To throw a drowning man a line Peace on Earth Tell the ones who hear no sound Whose sons are living in the ground Peace on Earth No who's or why's No one cries like a mother cries For peace on Earth She never got to say goodbye To see the color in his eyes Now he's in the dirt Peace on Earth They're reading names out Over the radio All the folks the rest of us Won't get to know Sean and Julia Gareth, Anne, and Breeda Their lives are bigger than Any big idea Jesus can you take the time To throw a drowning man a line Peace on Earth To tell the ones who hear no sound Whose sons are living in the ground Peace on Earth Jesus in the song you wrote The words are sticking in my throat Peace on Earth Hear it every Christmas time But hope and history won't rhyme So what's it worth This peace on Earth Peace on Earth Peace on Earth Peace on Earth u2 - peace on earth __________________ “As long as the world is turning and spinning, we're gonna be dizzy and we're gonna make mistakes.” ~ Mel Brooks

11-13-2003, 07:13 PM	#256
lapietra half baked Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: just ducky Posts: 12,078	There is a middle-aged woman dragging her feet. She carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat. While the Mexican children kick rocks into the street and they laugh in a language I don't understand. But I love them. Why do I love them? So the neighborhood is dimming as I smoke on the porch and watch the people as they pass enclosed inside their cars. And on their faces just anger or disappointment. I start wishing there was something I could offer them. A consolation, what could I offer them? When they are sad in their suburbs robots water the lawn and everything they touch gets dusted spotless. So they start to believe that they haven't touched anything at all. While the cars in the driveway only multiply. They are lost in their houses. I have heard them sing in the shower and making speeches to their sister on the telephone. Saying, You come home. Darling, you come here. Don't stay so far away from me. This weather has me wanting love more tangible. Something I can hold because it's getting cold. So lets hold up our fists to the flame in the sky to block out the light that is reaching for our eyes because it would blind us. It will blind us. Now I have locked my actions in the grooves of routine. So I may never be free of this apathy. But I wait for a letter that is coming to me. She sends me pictures of the ocean in an envelope. So there still is hope. Yes, I can be healed. There is someone looking for what I concealed in my secret drawer, in my pockets deep, you will find the reasons that I can't sleep and you will still want me. But will you still want me? Well, I say come for the week. You can sleep in my bed. And then pass through my life like a dream through my head. It will be easy. I will make it easy. But all I have for the moment is a song to pass the time. A melody to keep me from worrying. Oh, some simple progression to keep my fingers busy. And some words that are sure to come back to me and they will be laughing. My mediocrity. My mediocrity. Bright Eyes - Song to Pass the Time

12-14-2003, 07:30 PM	#257
Titanlcaxx monkey Join Date: Dec 2003 Posts: 24	those school girl days of telling tales and biting nails are gone.

01-27-2004, 05:00 AM	#258
lapietra half baked Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: just ducky Posts: 12,078	I steal to feed, I fight to breathe, through hunger not greed I find these days it's the only way I can survive WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ? IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ? Ooh, in this dusty city with all the gods on the hill Will not one of them help us ? The temple which they built is an empty shell The people who I see, scurrying on the streets, oblivious to our needs I wonder sometimes how so many could be so blind ? WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ? IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ? WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ? IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ? Today I stole the sun from the sky, the color from the heart of a rose Today I took food from the hand of a starving child WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ? IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ? WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE ? IS THIS THE END, WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE ? (I guess that makes me a bad man) inspiral carpets

01-30-2004, 08:17 AM	#259
Hyakujo's Fox left hanging Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: between the click of the light and the start of the dream Posts: 10,071	What a beautiful collision Things that go bump in the night With such beautiful precision Fate could create you and I Do you know what it means To abandon your dreams? To leave with the storms rolling by How the clouds on this day Come to take you away Til you're gone gone far away from me Beautiful beautiful night What a beautifully dangerous ride What a beautiful day we could hardly complain about What's going on in the sky What a beautiful collision Things that go bump in the night With such beautiful precision Fate could create you and I Do you know what it means To abandon your dreams? To leave with the storms rolling by How the clouds on this day Come to take you away Til you're gone gone far away from me Beautiful beautiful night What a beautifully dangerous ride What a beautiful day we could hardly complain about What's going on in the sky Move with the strangers That pass through your days If someone by chance Should call out your name When you're lost in the places you don't care to stay A blinding romance to blow you away - Bic Runga

02-19-2004, 08:20 PM	#260
lapietra half baked Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: just ducky Posts: 12,078	I'll sing myself to sleep A song from the darkest hour Secrets I can't keep Inside of the day Swing from high to deep Extremes of sweet and sour Hope that God exists I hope I pray Drawn by the undertow My life is out of control I believe this wave will bear my weight So let it flow Oh sit down Sit down next to me Sit down, down, down, down, down In sympathy Now I'm relieved to hear That you've been to some far out places It's hard to carry on When you feel all alone Now I've swung back down again It's worse than it was before If I hadn't seen such riches I could live with being poor Oh sit down Sit down next to me Sit down, down, down, down, down In sympathy Those who feel the breath of sadness Sit down next to me Those who find they're touched by madness Sit down next to me Those who find themselves ridiculous Sit down next to me Love, in fear, in hate, in tears Oh sit down Sit down next to me Sit down, down, down, down, down In sympathy - James

07-14-2004, 10:58 PM	#266
nycwriters Stuck in T.O. Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: Floundering Posts: 4,134	Breathe by Dexter Freebish I wake up everyday scared about tomorrow I just don't know what to believe And are we running out of all this time we borrowed I'm drowning in reality Breathe We've gotta let it go Turn around and just Breathe Tomorrow will come, can we Breathe The days I saw when I was young are unfamiliar When were we taught to live this way And as the years go by is our future clearer Or will it all just fade away Breathe We've gotta let it go Turn around and just Breathe Tomorrow will come, can we Breathe I'm just a stranger trying to make my way through life But I'm confused I'm sick of all the talking heads that lie to me I want the truth Am I breaking through the walls that stand between us? Breathe We've gotta let it go Turn around and just Breathe Tomorrow will come And still all I want is to Breathe We've gotta let it go Turn around and just Breathe Tomorrow will come Tomorrow will come

07-30-2004, 08:41 PM	#267
lapietra half baked Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: just ducky Posts: 12,078	this song reminds me of Schroeder. I'll sing it one last time for you Then we really have to go You've been the only thing that's right In all i've done. And I can barely look at you But every single time I do I know we'll make it anywhere Anywhere from here Light up, Light up As if you have a choice Even if you cannot hear my voice I'll be right beside you dear Louder, louder And we'll run for our lives I can hardly speak I understand Why you can't raise your voice to say To think I might not see those eyes It makes it so hard not to cry And as we say our long goodbyes I nearly do. Light up, light up As if you have a choice Even if you cannot hear my voice I'll be right beside you dear Louder, louder And we'll run for our lives I can hardly speak I understand Why you can't raise your voice to say Slower, slower We don't have time for that All I want is to find an easier way To get out of our little heads Have heart my dear We're bound to be afraid Even if it's just for a few days Making up for all this mess. Light up, light up As if you have a choice Even if you cannot hear my voice I'll be right beside you dear. snow patrol

08-02-2004, 04:57 PM	#268
slurpeedemon who's there, please? Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: third cubicle on the left Posts: 232	I woke up this morning with a bad hangover And my penis was missing again. This happens all the time. It's detachable. This comes in handy a lot of the time. I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble, or I can rent it out, when I don't need it. But now and then I go to a party, get drunk, and the next morning I can't for the life of me remember what I did with it. First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn't find it. So I called up the place where the party was, they hadn't seen it either. I asked them to check the medicine cabinet 'cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes But not this time. So I told them if it pops up to let me know. I called a few people who were at the party, but they were no help either. I was starting to get desperate. I really don't like being without my penis for too long. It makes me feel like less of a man, and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak. After a few hours of searching the house, and calling everyone I could think of, I was starting to get very depressed, so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast. Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's Place, where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street, I saw my penis lying on a blanket next to a broken toaster oven. Some guy was selling it. I had to buy it off him. He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen. I took it home, washed it off, and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete. People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached, but I don't know. Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass, I like having a detachable penis. King Missile

09-03-2004, 10:36 PM	#269
nycwriters Stuck in T.O. Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: Floundering Posts: 4,134	You're the song that's stuck in my head I try to think of something else It keeps coming back again Says she wants to end it I'll just keep pretending And there you go Turning up again Its times like this i need a friend Ill take a hit and hold u in Cant live, cant breathe, im underneath Its times like this i need You here with me, with me There's a stranger here in my bed I try to think of something else All i see is you instead Says she wants to hang out I'm just trying to break out And there you go Turning up again Its times like this i need a friend Ill take a hit and hold u in Cant live, cant breathe, im underneath Its times like this i need You here with me, with me And here i go Turning up again Its times like this i need a friend Ill take a hint and hold u in Cant live, cant breathe, im underneath Its times like this i want you here Its times like this i need you here with me, with me

09-04-2004, 04:29 AM	#270
trisherina meretricious dilettante Join Date: Jan 2003 Posts: 11,068	It seems as though I've lived my life On the bad side of the moon To stir your dregs and sittin' still Without a rustic spoon Come on people live with me Where the light has never shone And the harlots flock like hummingbirds Speaking in a foreign tongue I'm a light world away From the people who make me stay Sitting on the bad side of the moon It's my life It's my life It's my life My life There ain't no need for watchdogs here To justify our ways We live our life in manacles The main cause of our stay Exiled here from other worlds My sentence comes too soon Why should I be made to pay On the bad side of the moon I'm a light world away From the people who make me stay Sitting on the bad side of the moon It's my life It's my life It's my life My life - April Wine __________________ Because how we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. -- Annie Dillard Last edited by trisherina : 09-04-2004 at 04:34 AM.

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