No "talking"

[Guest sugarbay]

Originally posted by Justlooking@Dec 4 2005, 09:10 AM

Y o u ' r e..S o.. V a i n

Carly Simon

You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht

Your hat strategically dipped below one eye

Your scarf it was apricot

You had one eye in the mirror as you watched yourself gavotte

And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner

They'd be your partner, and....

You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you

You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you

Don't you? Don't you?

You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive

Well you said that we made such a pretty pair

and that you would never leave

But you gave away the things you loved and one of them was me

I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee and....

You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you

You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you

Don't you? Don't you?

Well I hear you went up to Saratoga and your horse naturally won

Then you flew your Lear jet up to Nova Scotia to see the total eclipse of the sun

Well, you're where you should be all of the time

And when you're not you're with

Some underworld spy or the wife of a close friend

Wife of a close friend, and....

You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you

You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you

Don't you? Don't you?

http://www.carlysimon.com/vain/vain.htm

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I KONW SOMEONE JUST LIKE THAT!

[Justlooking]

Originally posted by sugarbay+Dec 20 2005, 09:29 AM-->

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Y o u ' r e..S o.. V a i n

Carly Simon

You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht

Your hat strategically dipped below one eye

Your scarf it was apricot

You had one eye in the mirror as you watched yourself gavotte

And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner

They'd be your partner, and....

You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you

You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you

Don't you? Don't you?

You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive

Well you said that we made such a pretty pair

and that you would never leave

But you gave away the things you loved and one of them was me

I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee and....

You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you

You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you

Don't you? Don't you?

Well I hear you went up to Saratoga and your horse naturally won

Then you flew your Lear jet up to Nova Scotia to see the total eclipse of the sun

Well, you're where you should be all of the time

And when you're not you're with

Some underworld spy or the wife of a close friend

Wife of a close friend, and....

You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you

You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you

Don't you? Don't you?

http://www.carlysimon.com/vain/vain.htm

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I KONW SOMEONE JUST LIKE THAT!

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Yes we do!!!

[Outshined]

One More Minute

Well I heard that you're leavin'

Gonna leave me far behind

'Cause you found a brand new lover

You decided that I'm not your kind

So I pulled your name out of my Rolodex

And I tore all your pictures in two

And I burned down the malt shop where we used to go

Just because it reminds me of you

That's right you ain't gonna see me cryin'

I'm glad that you found somebody new

'Cause I'd rather spend eternity eating shards of broken glass

Than spend one more minute with you

I guess I might seem kinda bitter

You got me feeling down in the dumps

'Cause I'm stranded all alone in the gas station of love

And I have to use the self-service pumps

Oh, so honey, let me help you with that suitcase

You ain't gonna break my heart in two

'Cause I'd rather get a hundred thousand paper cuts on my face

Than spend one more minute with you

I'd rather rip out my intestines with a fork

Than watch you going out with other men

I'd rather slam my fingers in a door

Again and again and again and again and again

Oh, can't you see what I'm tryin' to say, Darlin...

I'd rather have my blood sucked out by leeches

Shove an icepick under a toenail or two

I'd rather clean all the bathrooms in Grand Central Station with my tongue

Than spend one more minute with you

Yes, I'd rather jump naked on a huge pile of thumbtacks

Or stick my nostrils together with crazy glue

I'd rather dive into a swimming pool filled with double-edged razor blades

Than spend one more minute with you

I'd rather rip my heart out of my ribcage with my bare hands

and then throw it on the floor and stomp on it 'till I die

Than spend one more minute with you

[Guest sugarbay]

And so it is

Just like you said it would be

Life goes easy on me

Most of the time

And so it is

The shorter story

No love, no glory

No hero in her sky.

I can't take my eyes off of you

I can't take my eyes off you

I can't take my eyes off of you

I can't take my eyes...

And so it is

Just like you said it should be

We'll both forget the breeze

Most of the time

And so it is

The colder water

The blower's daughter

The pupil in denial.

I can't take my eyes off of you

I can't take my eyes of you

I can't take my eyes off of you

I can't take my eyes...

Did I say that I loathe you?

Did I say that I want to

Leave it all behind?

I can't take my mind off of you

I can't take my mind off you

I can't take my mind off of you

I can't take my mind off you

I can't take my mind...

my mind...my mind...

'Til I find somebody new.

"The Blower's Daughter" by Damien Rice

[Setheus]

when we were young our futures were so bright

the old neighborhood was so alive life

and every kid of the whole damn street

tryin to make it big and not be beat

now the neighborhood is cracked and torn

The kids are growin up with locks on the doors

How Can 1 little street swallow so many alive?

Chances blown

nothing's free

longin for..what used to be

stairways hot

hung to sea

fragile lives

shattered dreams

Jannie had a chance, well she really did

instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids

Mike stays at home cuz he's got no job

just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot

A chick commited suicide

Brandon O'Ded and died

What the hell is goin on?

Cruelest dreams reality

[Setheus]

I walked through a county courthouse square

On a park bench, an old man was sittin' there.

I said, "Your old court house is kinda run down,

He said, "Naw, it'll do for our little town".

I said, "Your old flag pole is leaned a little bit,

And that's a ragged old flag you got hangin' on it".

He said, "Have a seat", and I sat down,

"Is this the first time you've been to our little town"

I said, "I think it is"

He said "I don't like to brag, but we're kinda proud of

That Ragged Old Flag

"You see, we got a little hole in that flag there,

When Washington took it across the Delaware.

and It got powder burned the night Francis Scott Key sat watching it,

writing "Say Can You See"

It got a rip in New Orleans, with Packingham & Jackson

tugging at its seams.

and It almost fell at the Alamo

beside the Texas flag,

But she waved on though.

She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville,

And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill.

There was Robert E. Lee and Beauregard and Bragg,

And the south wind blew hard on

That Ragged Old Flag

"On Flanders Field in World War I,

She got a big hole from a Bertha Gun,

She turned blood red in World War II

She hung limp, and low, a time or two,

She was in Korea, Vietnam, She went where she was sent

by her Uncle Sam.

She waved from our ships upon the briny foam

and now they've about quit wavin' back here at home

in her own good land here She's been abused,

She's been burned, dishonored, denied an' refused,

And the government for which she stands

Has been scandalized throughout out the land.

And she's getting thread bare, and she's wearin' thin,

But she's in good shape, for the shape she's in.

Cause she's been through the fire before

and i believe she can take a whole lot more.

"So we raise her up every morning

And we bring her down slow every night,

We don't let her touch the ground,

And we fold her up right.

On second thought

I *do* like to brag

Cause I'm mighty proud of

That Ragged Old Flag"

[Setheus]

I know the pieces fit

'Cause I watched them fall away

Mildewed and smouldering

Fundamental differing

Pure intention juxtaposed

Will set two lovers' souls in motion

Disintegrating as it goes

Testing our communication

The light that feuled our fire then

Has a burned a hole between us so

We cannot see to reach an end

Crippling our communication

I know the pieces fit

'Cause I watched them tumble down

No fault, none to blame

It doesn't mean I don't desire to

Point the finger, blame the other

Watch the temple topple over

To bring the pieces back together

Rediscover communication

The poetry

That comes from the squaring off between

And the circling is worth it

Finding beauty in the dissonance

There was a time that the pieces fit

But I watched them fall away

Mildewed and smouldering

Strangled by our coveting

I've done the math enough to know

The dangers of our second guessing

Doomed to crumble unless we grow

And strengthen our communication

Cold silence has

A tendency to

Atrophy any

Sense of compassion

Between supposed brothers

Between supposed lovers

(sometimes says "lovers" the first

time and then "brothers" in concert)

I know the pieces fit

I know the pieces fit

I know the pieces fit

I know the pieces fit

I know the pieces fit

I know the pieces fit

I know the pieces fit

[Lindy]

Originally posted by Outshined@Dec 20 2005, 04:08 PM

I'd rather rip my heart out of my ribcage with my bare hands

and then throw it on the floor and stomp on it 'till I die

Than spend one more minute with you

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Outshined... you just made my day...... thank you from my aching ribcage..

Laughter IS the best medicine LOL

JustLooking.... thanks for the memories.... I danced in my chair singing the songs

SF...thanks for finding and posting that

Sugar.....I didn't know ANYONE knew who Damien Rice was ... :)

[Justlooking]

Ok since this is a family oriented site I know I can get away with posting this without being hit by tomatoes, eggs, and cabbage. LOL

click here for the music: http://pbskids.org/rogers/songlist/song1_ra.html

click on where it says Listen to music.

Won't you be my neighbor?

Mr. Fred Rogers

It's a beautiful day in this neighborhood,

A beautiful day for a neighbor.

Would you be mine?

Could you be mine?...

It's a neighborly day in this beauty wood,

A neighborly day for a beauty.

Would you be mine?

Could you be mine?...

I've always wanted to have a neighbor just like you.

I've always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you.

So, let's make the most of this beautiful day.

Since we're together we might as well say:

Would you be mine?

Could you be mine?

Won't you be my neighbor?

Won't you please,

Won't you please?

Please won't you be my neighbor?

[Guest sugarbay]

Pray don't find fault with the man who limps

or stumbles along the road

unless you have worn the shoes he wears

or struggled beneath his load.

There may be tacks in his shoes that hurt

though hidden from view

or the burden he bears, placed on your back,

might cause you to stumble, too.

Don't sneer at the man who's down today

unless you have felt the blow

that caused his fall or felt the shame

that only the fallen know.

You may be strong, but still the blow's that were his,

if dealt to you in the selfsame time

might cause you to stagger too.

[Outshined]

Hero

When the house fell asleep there was always a light

and it fell from the page to the eyes of an American boy

in a storybook land I could dream what I read

when it went to my head I'd see

I wanna be a hero

Hero

it's a nice-boy notion that the real world's gonna destroy

you know

it's a Marvel comicbook Saturday matinee fairytale, boy

Growing older you'll find that illusions are bought

and the idol you thought you'd be was just another zero

I wanna be a hero

Heroes died when the squealers bought 'em off

died when the dealers got 'em off

welcome to the "in it for the money as an idol" show

when they ain't as big as life

when they ditch their second wife

where's the boy to go?

gotta be a hero

Hero

it's a nice-boy notion that the real world's gonna destroy

you know

it's a Marvel comicbook Saturday matinee fairytale, boy

When the house fell asleep

from a book I was led to a light that I never knew

I wanna be your hero

and He spoke to my heart from the moment I prayed

Here's a pattern I made for you.

I wanna be your hero

[Guest sugarbay]

I'll BE

Edwin McCain

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful

Stop me and steal my breath

Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky

Never revealing their depth

Tell me that we belong together

Dress it up with the trappings of love

I'll be captivated

I'll hang from your lips

Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above

Chorus:

I'll be your crying shoulder

I'll be love suicide

I'll be better when I'm older

I'll be the greatest fan of your life

Rain falls angry on the tin roof

As we lie awake in my bed

You're my survival, you're my living proof

My love is alive not dead

Tell me that we belong together

Dress it up with the trappings of love

I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips

Instead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from above

Repeat Chorus

I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead

Tuned in, turned on, Remembered the things that you said

Repeat Chorus

B)

[LionHeart]

A little learning is a dangerous thing.

Drink deep, or taste not the pierian spring.

There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,

And drinking largely sobers us up again.

[Lindy]

Hold onto dreams

For if dreams die

Life is like a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.

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"When peoples care for you and cry for you, they can straighten out your soul"

both by Langston Hughes

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'That I a Better Person May Be'

Light that lies deep inside of me

Come forth in all thy majesty

Show me thy gaze

Teach me thy ways

That I a better person may be

Darkness that lies deep inside of me

Come forth in all thy mystery

Show me thy gaze

Teach me thy ways

That I a better person may be

Love that lies deep inside of me

Come forth in all thy unity

Let me be thy gaze

Let me teach thy ways

That I a better person may be

copyright © Fred Burks 2005

[Outshined]

Just for Christmas:

(Hey, kids, gather 'round! Heywood's gotta little song for ya here!)

Oh, I just got a message from 'ol Saint Nick way up in Christmasland

And he says the toys for good girls and boys are being made as planned

There's a truck for little Billy and a dolly for Molly, dear,

But you ain't gettin' diddly squat 'cause you really messed up this year!

(No, you ain't gettin' diddly squat 'cause you really messed up this year!)

Oh, the winter fields are white with snow and the lights are shining bright

And the wee little heads tucked up in bed dream of sugar plums this night

You may dream of big red apples and candy canes so near,

But you ain't gettin' diddly squat 'cause you really messed up this year!

(No, you ain't gettin' diddly squat 'cause you really messed up this year!)

(Fa-la-la-la-you're in trouble! Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la!)

When your mother asked you to wash the dishes,

Why, you said, "No no no!"

And you did not pick up your socks

So it's "que sera", horse-face!

HO-HO-HOOOOOOOOOO!

Oh, you know that Santa's watching you and he keeps a great big list

But, when I tell him the things you've done, he REALLY will be....mad!

When you sit upon his knee, he'll knock ya on your ear

'Cause you ain't gettin' diddly squat 'cause you really messed up this year!

No, you ain't gettin' diddly squaaaaaaaaaaaaa...........T!

'Cause you really messed up

Oh, you really messed up

Oh, you really messed up this year!!

[LionHeart]

She said "we're much too different, we're from two separate worlds"

And he admitted "she was partly right"

In his hearts defense he told her what they had in common,

and it was strong enough to bond them for life.

He said "look behind your own soul, and the person that you'll see just might remind you of me"

"I laugh, I love, I hope, I try, I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry.

And I know you do the same things too.

So we're really not that different, me and you."

Now she could hardly argue with his pure and simple logic,

but logic never could convince a heart.

She had always dreamed of loving someone more exotic,

and he just didn't seem to fit the part.

So she searched for greener pastures but never could forget

What he whispered when she left,

"I laugh, I love, I hope, I try, I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry;

And I know you do the same things too.

So we're really not that different, me and you."

Was it time? was it truth? Maybe both led her back to his door.

And as her tears fell at his feet, she didn't say "I love you" What she said meant even more;

"I laugh, I love, I hope, I try, I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry.

And I know you do the same things too.

So we're really not that different, me and you."

[Lindy]

HOLY COW LionHeart.... one of my most favorite songs in the world! Not That Different.... :)

Here's another favorite:

HE AINT HEAVY, HE'S MY BROTHER -

The road is long, with many a winding turn

That leads us to who knows where

Who knows where

But I'm strong, strong enough to carry him

He ain't heavy, he's my brother

So on we go, his welfare is my concern

No burden is he to bear

We'll get there

For I know, he would not encumber me

He ain't heavy, he's my brother

If I'm laden at all, I'm laden with sadness

That everyone's heart isn't filled with the gladness

Of love, for one another

It's a long, long road, from which there is no return

While we're on the way to there

Why not share

And the load doesn't weigh me down at all

He ain't heavy, he's my brother

He's my brother

He ain't heavy, he's my brother

Scott/Russell

The phrase, "He ain't heavy, he's my brother" has been around a lot longer than most of you would think. It was used as the motto for Father Edward Joseph Flanagan's Boys Town out in Omaha, NE as far back as 1941, however, even the good father didn't originate the phrase. He saw a magazine that featured a sketch of a small boy carrying a larger boy. The caption on the picture . . . "He ain't heavy, Mister, he's my brother". Father Flanagan contacted the magazine, bought the rights to the phrase and used it for Boys Town.

[Outshined]

Stones In The River

Four years old at his front door

watches while his daddy drives away

he knows that something's wrong

when he sees the tears on momma's face

and his whole life will change

teenage boy just down the road

suffering from choices in his life

he's turning to the lord

changing, getting stronger with time

but never knew it was so hard

like stones in the river

we are tossed and turned

when the current moves so strong

but stones in living waters over time

are shaped until the edges are gone

polished and smooth, that's what we will be

if we put ourselves in god's hands

each day of our lives is a gift from the giver

to smooth all the edges

like stones in the river

it's been three weeks since the last card of sympathy arrived

her love of thirty years is gone

she wonders how she will survive on her own

standing on the curb one winter night

they watch their house burn to the ground

family pictures, every keepsake

even her wedding gown

are they always gone?

like stones in the river

we are tossed and turned

when the current moves so strong

but stones in living waters over time

are shaped until the edges are gone

polished and smooth, that's what we will be

if we put ourselves in god's hands

each day of our lives is a gift from the giver

to smooth all the edges

like stones in the river

the trials of our lives can work for our good

if we let the savior's love surround us

he'll find us

like stones in the river

we are tossed and turned

when the current moves so strong

but stones in living waters over time

are shaped until the edges are gone

polished and smooth, that's what we will be

if we put ourselves in god's hands

each day of our lives is a gift from the giver

to smooth all the edges

like stones in the river

to smooth all the edges

like stones in the river

[Guest funkyfool416]

Its sorta hard to talk on here when all that you are able to do is type. typing and talking are different in case you didnt notice.

[Justlooking]

Originally posted by Lindy@Dec 27 2005, 12:03 AM

HOLY COW LionHeart.... one of my most favorite songs in the world! Not That Different.... :)

Here's another favorite:

HE AINT HEAVY, HE'S MY BROTHER -

The road is long, with many a winding turn

That leads us to who knows where

Who knows where

But I'm strong, strong enough to carry him

He ain't heavy, he's my brother

So on we go, his welfare is my concern

No burden is he to bear

We'll get there

For I know, he would not encumber me

He ain't heavy, he's my brother

If I'm laden at all, I'm laden with sadness

That everyone's heart isn't filled with the gladness

Of love, for one another

It's a long, long road, from which there is no return

While we're on the way to there

Why not share

And the load doesn't weigh me down at all

He ain't heavy, he's my brother

He's my brother

He ain't heavy, he's my brother

Scott/Russell

The phrase, "He ain't heavy, he's my brother" has been around a lot longer than most of you would think. It was used as the motto for Father Edward Joseph Flanagan's Boys Town out in Omaha, NE as far back as 1941, however, even the good father didn't originate the phrase. He saw a magazine that featured a sketch of a small boy carrying a larger boy. The caption on the picture . . . "He ain't heavy, Mister, he's my brother". Father Flanagan contacted the magazine, bought the rights to the phrase and used it for Boys Town.

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I love this song too... it always chokes me up

[Laureltree]

This poem is by Jewel:

There is a pretty girl

on the

Face

of the magazine

And

all I see

is my dirty

hands

turning the page

Little breasts attached to

skinny ribs and hungry bellies

determined legs

persuasive swing

careful hands

she stands

a greater threat to herself

than the cigarette

she consumes

This poem hits home with so many of our teens....Wanting and yearning to be so....deathly thin...

[Lindy]

STAND STILL

When I was just a little boy,

I wandered through the woods

Searchin' for my daddy through the pines.

I guess I took a wrong turn

Somewhere along the way

But the Bible said

"Seek and ye shall find"

Daylight turned to darkness

Adventure turned to fear

And, when I found my way back home

His words I still can hear...

Chorus:

Stand Still!

When you're in the dark.

Listen to your heart

And pray for Gods will

Stand Still

Adrift in the wind...

Your voice within

Will be your best friend

Stand Still... and pray

Stand Still

Now that I'm a grown man

On my own and on my way

I've got my own decisions to be made

And when I'm at the crossroads

Unforsure and unforeseen,

I bow my head

And with these words I pray.

Stand Still!

When you're in the dark.

Listen to your heart

And pray for Gods will

Stand Still

Adrift in the wind...

Your voice within

Will be your best friend

Stand Still... and pray

Stand Still

(Billy Ray Cyrus)

A man of character ... a man with style...a man who sings with heart.

Yes, I'm a Billy Ray Cyrus fan!!! Always have been!

[CharlieDesRosiers]

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,

To the last syllable of recorded time;

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,

And then is heard no more: it is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.

Macbeth (act V, scene V)

William Shakespeare

[Outshined]

Nothing is colder than the winds of change

where the chill numbs the dreamer till a shadow remains

among the ruins lies your tortured soul

was it lost there

or did your will surrender control?

Shivering with doubts that were left unattended

so you toss away the cloak that you should have mended

don't you know by now why the chosen are few?

it's harder to believe than not to

harder to believe than not to

It was a confidence that got you by

when you know you believed it, but you didn't know why

no one imagines it will come to this

but it gets so hard when people don't want to listen

Shivering with doubts that you left unattended

so you toss away the cloak that you should have mended

don't you know by now why the chosen are few?

it's harder to believe than not to

Some stay paralyzed until they succomb

others do what they feel, but their senses are numb

some get trampled by the pious throng

still they limp along

Are you sturdy enough to move to the front?

is it nods of approval or the truth that you want?

and if they call it a crutch, then you walk with pride

your accusers have always been afraid to go outside

They shiver with doubts that were left unattended

then they toss away the cloak that they should have mended

you know by now why the chosen are few

it's harder to believe than not to...

I believe

[Guest sugarbay]

if leaving was easy I'd have done it before

when heartache first knocked on that old hurtin' door

but knowing and doing are two different things

like standing in winter

and praying for spring

if love was perfection, baby, we had it all

but when you climb a mountain

there are two sides to fall

i'm coming closer and closer to gone

but i don't want to leave and find i was wrong

where does the heart cross the leaving line

have we become strangers one too many times

can i live knowing you used to be mine

where does the heart cross the leaving line