No "talking"

[Seraphim Moonshadow]

"Save Our Day"

Sometimes life feels so empty that you forget to breathe

Choking on your our emotions until you need

To suffer no longer, to lift your head up high,

To thank God for all His gifts before you say goodbye

To hopes and dreams and bygone things

But not matters of the soul, which with patience brings

The penitent to rest in the arms of love

Grant from our loving Father from above

Perhaps thankfulness can fill regret and with patience our burden bare,

For we can think of other things than what gives us not care

We have the choice to loose our love and let it float away

Or we can anchor it so our soul so that it will stay

Our words can be of kindness, of love and repute

Or we may let our scathing tongue rebuke

Others who might have offended us this day

Maybe we could take our enmity and with the sword of truth slay

All that is ill that festers in our once-warm souls

Where now pungent decay fosters and rolls

On its dreadful way-or maybe, just maybe, we can look to the light to help save our day.

[Seraphim Moonshadow]

(I didn't write this one)

A Parent's Prayer

Now I lay me down to sleep,

I pray my sanity to keep.

For if some peace I do not find,

I'm pretty sure I'll lose my mind.

I pray I find a little quiet,

Far from the daily family riot.

May I lie back and not have to think

About what they're stuffing down the sink,

Or who they're with, or where they're at

And what they're doing to the cat.

I pray for time all to myself

(did something just fall off a shelf?)

To cuddle in my nice, soft bed

(Oh no, another goldfish--dead!)

Some silent moments for goodness sake

(Did I just hear a window break?)

And that I need not cook or clean

(well heck, I've got the right to dream)

Yes now I lay me down to sleep,

I pray my wits about me keep,

But as I look around I know,

I must have lost them long ago!

[Seraphim Moonshadow]

"A Thousand Friends"

I could have a thousand friends

Through a thousand ages

And write their names in a book

Of white and yellow pages

On windy days of storm and rain

I could sit by the firelight

And study each and every name

But none of them could offer me

That same place in my heart

As a man's name written inside

That without, makes it fall apart

No memories could compare

To the ones I had with him

Nor could I fly without wings

And e'n the sun would dim

Time with dust and moth corrode

The pages of that friendly book

Even worse, anguish could take

Away that loving look

And take away the love I feel

Burn it with each spiteful glare

Or make each memory fallable

Until my heart would shred and tare

Each day I might, with patience try

To win that friend again

With hope and joy abudant in my arms

And cradle under the wing of the hen

I could write a thousand names

And pray that he cannot scorn

The love once had, thrown away

Until staleness turned forlorn

Because those names mean nothing

Compared to the joy I had in his

And as my desireing eyes turn dry

I pray happiness will be his

That he shall not look back

And strike the mirror thrice

Boldly sneering with hate

Pressured by the aged from the present to the future

And in folly forget that each one of us is precious

That each friendship need not end in hate

And we decide if we make a friendship work, not our other friends, our parents or our status

And to give up on that is a mockery of love, to give in to other's words

To look back with spite...

That hurts that once-was friend written in the heart...

More than the one who wrote it.

[Sugarbay]

Bohemian Rhapsody

Queen

Is this the real life?

Is this just fantasy?

Caught in a landslide

No escape from reality

Open your eyes

Look up to the skies and see

I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy

Because I'm easy come, easy go

A little high, little low

Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama, just killed a man

Put a gun against his head

Pulled my trigger, now he's dead

Mama, life had just begun

But now I've gone and thrown it all away

Mama, ooo

Didn't mean to make you cry

If I'm not back again this time tomorrow

Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come

Sends shivers down my spine

Body's aching all the time

Goodbye everybody - I've got to go

Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth

Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)

I don't want to die

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man

Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango

Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me

Gallileo, Gallileo,

Gallileo, Gallileo,

Gallileo Figaro - magnifico

But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me

He's just a poor boy from a poor family

Spare him his life from this monstrosity

Easy come easy go - will you let me go

Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go

Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go

Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go

Will not let you go - let me go (never)

Never let you go - let me go

Never let me go - ooo

No, no, no, no, no, no, no -

Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go

Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me

for me

for me

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye

So you think you can love me and leave me to die

Oh baby - can't do this to me baby

Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

Nothing really matters

Anyone can see

Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me

Anyway the wind blows...

You aand Setheus sure like Queen! B)

Mambo Italiano

Artist: Rosemary Clooney

A girl went back to Napoli

Because she missed the scenery

The native dances and the charming songs

But wait a minute, something's wrong

Hey, mambo! Mambo italiano!

Hey, mambo! Mambo italiano

Go, go, go you mixed up sicialiano

All you calabraise-a do the mambo like a crazy with a

Hey mambo, don't wanna tarantella

Hey mambo, no more a mozzarella

Hey mambo! Mambo italiano!

Try an enchilada with da fish a bac a lab and then a

Hey goombah, I love a how you dance a rhumbah

But take a some advice paisano

Learn how to mambo

If you gonna be a square

You ain't a gonna go nowhere

Hey mambo! mambo italiano!

Hey mambo! mambo italiano!

Go, go, Joe, shake like a Giovanno

Hello kess-a-deetch-a you getta happy in the feets a

When you mambo italiano

Shake-a Baby shake-a cause i love a when you take a me

Mama say "stop-a or I'm gonna go to papa"

And a hey ja drool you don't a have to go to school

Just make-a wid da beat bambino

It's a like a vino

Kid you good a lookin' but you don't a-know what's cookin' till you

Hey mambo, Mambo italiano

Hey mambo, Mambo italiano

Ho, ho, ho, you mixed up Siciliano

it's a so delish a ev'rybody come copisha

How to mambo italianoooooo!

'Ats nice!

UNH!

Again, quite amazing how much you and Seth have in common. He was always quoting some old lyrics to songs I had never heard. Italian too. How veddy intedesting. Are you like, neighbors or something? Relatives? Personalities? B)

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hey, I never knew you were a 'tallica fan!

here's another good metallica song, though quite depressing when yuo relise what James was talking about:

"Mama, seh has taught me well

Told me when I was young

'Son, your lifes an open book,

don't close it 'till its done

The brightest flaem burns quickest!'

yeah thats what I heard her say

A sons' heart owed to mother,

But i must find my way.

Let my heart go!

Mama let your son grow!

Mama let my heart go

Please let thsi heart be still....

Reble my new last name,

Wild blood in my viens

Apron strings around my neck

A mark that still remains

Left home at an early age,

Of what i heard whas wrong?

I never asked forgiveness

But what is said is done

Let my heart go!

Mama let your son grow!

Mama let my heart go,

Please let this heart be still....

yeah

Never i asked of you,

But never I gave.

But you gave me yoru emptyness

That I'll take to my grave

Never i asked of you,

And never I gave,

But you gave me you emptyness,

That I'll take to my grave,

So let this heart be still,, ohh

Mama now I'm comign home,

But I'm not all you wished of me

A mothers love her son,

Spoken Heavily?

Yeah I took yoru love for granted,

And all those things yuo said to me,

I need your arms to welcome me,

This cold stones all i see.

Let my heart GO!

let your son grow.

Mama let my heart go,

Or let thsi heart be still,

yeah

LET MY HEART GO!

OH LET MY HEART GO

YA NEVER LET MY HEART GO1

SO LET THSI HEART BE STILL!

OOOHHH OOHH YEAH

Never I asked of you,

But never i gave,

But you gave me your emptyness

That I'll take to my grave.

Never i asked of you,

Never i gave.

You gave me your emptyness,

that I'll take to my grave

So let, this, heart,. be still"

-"Mama Said", Load Album

Another good Metallica song: Seek and Destroy. B)

[Aristotle]

WHERE WERE YOU (When the World Stopped Turning)

by Alan Jackson

Where were you when the world stopped turnin'

that September day?

Out in the yard with your wife and children;

Or working on some stage in L.A.?

Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke

Rising against that blue sky?

Did you shout out in anger in fear for your neighbor

Or did you just sit down and cry?

Did you weep for the children

that lost their dear loved ones?

Did you pray for the ones who don't know?

Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble

and sob for the ones left below?

Did you burst out in pride for the red white and blue

And the heroes who died just doin' what they do?

Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer?

And look at yourself for what really matters?

(Chorus)

I'm just a singer of simple songs;

I'm not a real political man

I watch CNN, but I'm not sure I can tell you the difference

in Iraq and Iran

But I know Jesus and I talk to God

And I remember this from when I was young

Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us

And the greatest is Love.

Where were you when the world stopped turning

That September day?

Teaching a class full of innocent children;

Driving down some cold interstate?

Did you feel guilty 'cause you're a survivor

in a crowded room did you feel alone?

Did you call up your mother and tell her you love her?

Did you dust off that bible at home?

Did you open your eyes hope it never happened;

And close your eyes and not go to sleep?

Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages;

Or speak to some stranger on the street?

Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow;

Go out and buy you a gun?

Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watchin'

And turn on "I Love Lucy" reruns?

Did you go to a church and hold hands with some strangers?

Stand in line and give your own blood?

Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family

Thank God you had somebody to love?

(Chorus)

I'm just a singer of simple songs;

I'm not a real political man

I watch CNN, but I'm not sure I can tell you the difference

in Iraq and Iran

But I know Jesus and I talk to God

And I remember this from when I was young

Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us

And the greatest is Love.

I'm just a singer of simple songs;

I'm not a real political man

I watch CNN, but I'm not sure I can tell you the difference

in Iraq and Iran

But I know Jesus and I talk to God

And I remember this from when I was young

Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us

And the greatest is Love.

And the greatest is Love.

And the greatest is Love.

Where were you when the world stopped turnin'

that September day?

[Guest Monica]

Who's that girl

Madonna

Who's that girl, who's that girl

When you see her, say a prayer and kiss your heart goodbye

She's trouble, in a word get closer to the fire

Run faster, her laughter burns you up inside

You're spinning round and round

You can't get up, you try but you can't

[Chorus:]

Quien es esa nina, who's that girl

Senorita, mas fina, who's that girl

Quien es esa nina, who's that girl

Senorita, mas fina, who's that girl

You try to avoid her, fate is in your hands

She's smiling, an invitation to the dance

Her heart is on the street, tu corazon es suyo

Now you're falling at her feet

You try to get away but you can't

[chorus]

[intermediate:]

Light up my life, so blind I can't see

Light up my life, no one can help me now

Run faster, her laughter burns you up inside

He's spinning round and round

You can't get up, you try but you can't

[chorus]

[intermediate]

Who's that girl

Now, who's that girl

Now, who's that girl

Now, who's that girl

[chorus]