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bowl of oranges , bright eyes
The rain, it started tapping on the window near my bed. There was a loophole in my dreaming,
so I got out of it. And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open.
Just my nightstand and my dresser where those nightmares had just been.
So I dressed myself and left then, out into the gray streets.
But everything seemed different and completely new to me.
The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body.
And each person I encountered, I couldn’t wait to meet.
I came upon a doctor who appeared in quite poor health.
I said “{I am terribly sorry but} there is nothing I can do for you
{that} you can’t do for yourself.”
He said “Oh yes you can. Just hold my hand. I think that would help.”
So I sat with him a while and then I asked him how he felt.
He said, “I think I’m cured. No, in fact, I’m sure.
Thank you Stranger, for your therapeutic smile.”
So that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone.
And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow.
But when crying don’t help and you can’t compose yourself.
It is best to compose a poem, an honest verse of longing or simple song of hope.
That is why I’m singing…
Baby don’t worry cause now I got your back. And every time you feel like crying,
I’m gonna try and make you laugh. And if I can’t, if it just hurts too bad,
then we will wait for it to pass and I will keep you company
through those days so long and black.
And we’ll keep working on the problem we know we’ll never solve
Of Love’s uneven remainders, our lives are fractions of a whole.
But if the world could remain within a frame like a painting on a wall.
Then I think we would see the beauty.
Then we would stand staring in awe at our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges,
like a story told by the fault lines and the soil.I’ve seen stars disappear in a hurry
overdoses of satin and silk
Some others who can’t feed their children
’cause they don’t have the money for milkSaw my best friend die in a plane crash
my brother was killed on the stage
So don’t be upset if I’m angry
and seem in some kind of a rageThere is no complaints department
it’s only up to you
No complaints department
No complaints department bluesI’ve got friends who are armed with magnums
they don’t get their money from me
’cause it never is no kind of pleasure
to see somebody suffer you seeThere is no complaints department
it’s only up to you
No complaints department
No complaints department bluesThey took my old pal to the madhouse
in horror, in fear and in pain
With surgery done in a hurry
to do a transplant in his brainThere are some folks got nothing to live for
some folks got nothing to lose
So don’t ask me for pity
no complaints department bluesThere is no complaints department
It’s only up to you
No complaints department
No complaints department bluesAlex Harvey
@cath 55 wrote:
The ships that sail towards the west
The largest guard the treasure chest
The water never harms the mast
It’s the clouds that fool the sun to setliking that very much…..
What’s the song cath ?
@toybulldog wrote:
@cath 55 wrote:
The ships that sail towards the west
The largest guard the treasure chest
The water never harms the mast
It’s the clouds that fool the sun to setliking that very much…..
What’s the song cath ?
here ya go toy x http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JEf3Up8Ublw
oh yeah you already put up the title . . . . . ooops
blame it on my Dog Problems lol
@toybulldog wrote:
oh yeah you already put up the title . . . . . ooops
blame it on my Dog Problems lol
i’m lovin this group!!!!
This town, is coming like a ghost town
All the clubs have been closed down
This place, is coming like a ghost town
Bands won’t play no more
too much fighting on the dance floorDo you remember the good old days
Before the ghost town?
We danced and sang,
And the music played inna de boomtownThis town, is coming like a ghost town
Why must the youth fight against themselves?
Government leaving the youth on the shelf
This place, is coming like a ghost town
No job to be found in this country
Can’t go on no more
The people getting angryThis town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost townThe Specials ~ Ghost Town
Park Life
Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as… (parklife!)
And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight chrough what is known as… (parklife!)
Johns got brewers droop, he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons – they love a bit of it. (parklife!)
Whos that gut lord marching? you should cut down on your porklife, mate, get some exercise! (parklife!)Chorus:
All the people
So many people
And they all go hand in hand
Hand in hand through their parklifeKnow what I mean?
I get up when I want, except on wednesdays, when I get rudely wakened by the dustmen. (parklife!)
I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea, and I think about leaving the house. (parklife!)
I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows too.
It gives me a sense of enormous well-being. (parklife!)
And then Im happy for the rest of the day,
Safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it.Chorus
Parklife – parklife!
Parklife – parklife!
Its got nothing to do with your vorsprung durch technic, you now.
Parklife – parklife!
And its not about you joggers who go round and round and round…
Parklife – parklife!Repeat chorus twice
the great Dianna Ross
can’t cover up my feelings
In the name of love
Or play it safe
For a while that was easy
And if living for myself
Is what I’m guilty of
Go on and sentence me
I’ll still be freeIt’s my turn
To see what I can see
I hope you’ll understand
This time’s just for meBecause it’s my turn
With no apologies
I’ve given up the truth
To those I’ve tried to pleaseBut now it’s my turn
If I don’t have all the answers
At least I know I’ll take my share of chances
Ain’t no use in holding on
When nothing stays the sameSo I’ll let it rain
‘Cause the rain ain’t gonna hurt me
And I’ll let you go
‘Though I know it won’t be easyIt’s my turn
With no more room for lies
FOR YEARS I`VE SEEN MY LIFE
Through someone else’s eyesAnd now it’s my turn
To try and find my way
And if I should get lost
At least I’ll own todayIt’s my turn
Yes, it’s my turn
And there ain’t no use in holding of
When nothing stays the sameSo I’ll let it rain
‘Cause the rain ain’t gonna hurt me
And I’ll let you go
‘Though I know it won’t be easyIt’s my turn
To see what I can see
I hope you’ll understand
This time’s just for meBecause it’s my turn
To turn and say goodbye
I sure would like to know
That you’re still on my sideBecause it’s my turn
It’s my turnIt’s my turn
To start from number one
Trying to undo
Some damage that’s been doneBut now it’s my turn
To reach and touch the sky
No one’s gonna say
At least I didn’t tryIt’s my turn
Yes, it’s my turn
It’s my turn
It’s my turn
It’s my turnIn My Life
There are places I’ll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I’ve loved them allBut of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you moreThough I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
In my life I love you more
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