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Would you walk to the edge of the ocean
Just to fill my jar with sand
Just in case I get the notion
To let it run through my hands
Would you catch a couple thousand fireflies
Put em in a lamp to light my world
All dressed up in a tux and bow tie
Hand delivered to a lonely girl
Just to fill my jar with sand
Just in case I get the notion
To let it run through my hands
Would you catch a couple thousand fireflies
Put em in a lamp to light my world
All dressed up in a tux and bow tie
Hand delivered to a lonely girl
I'm going to have to think about it for a minute, I have a few favs. This is great always.
Work.... PSH, amateur. You need a drink and procrastinating lessons
Maybe this one would work too for me http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=nIjVuRTm-dc
Right now, I'm going to have to go with Nether Lands by Dan Fogelberg.
High on this mountain
The clouds down below
I`m feeling so strong and alive
From this rocky perch
I`ll continue to search
For the wind
And the snow
And the sky
I want a lover
I want some friends
And I want to live in the sun
And I want to do all the things that I
never have done.
Sunny bright mornings
And pale moonlit nights
Keep me from feeling alone
Now, I`m learning to fly
And this freedom is like
Nothing that I`ve ever known
I`ve seen the bottom
And I`ve been on top
But mostly I`ve lived in between
And where do you go
When you get to the end of
your dream?
Off in the nether lands
I heard a sound
Like the beating of heavenly wings
And deep in my brain
I can hear a refrain
Of my soul as she rises and sings
Anthems to glory and
Anthems to love and
Hymns filled with early delight
Like the songs that the darkness
Composes to worship the light.
Once in a vision
I came on some woods
And stood at a fork in the road
My choices were clear
Yet I froze with the fear
Of not knowing which way to go
One road was simple
Acceptance of life
The other road offered sweet peace
When I made my decision
My vision became my release.
Now tomorrow? Might be an entirely different story!
High on this mountain
The clouds down below
I`m feeling so strong and alive
From this rocky perch
I`ll continue to search
For the wind
And the snow
And the sky
I want a lover
I want some friends
And I want to live in the sun
And I want to do all the things that I
never have done.
Sunny bright mornings
And pale moonlit nights
Keep me from feeling alone
Now, I`m learning to fly
And this freedom is like
Nothing that I`ve ever known
I`ve seen the bottom
And I`ve been on top
But mostly I`ve lived in between
And where do you go
When you get to the end of
your dream?
Off in the nether lands
I heard a sound
Like the beating of heavenly wings
And deep in my brain
I can hear a refrain
Of my soul as she rises and sings
Anthems to glory and
Anthems to love and
Hymns filled with early delight
Like the songs that the darkness
Composes to worship the light.
Once in a vision
I came on some woods
And stood at a fork in the road
My choices were clear
Yet I froze with the fear
Of not knowing which way to go
One road was simple
Acceptance of life
The other road offered sweet peace
When I made my decision
My vision became my release.
Now tomorrow? Might be an entirely different story!
Hello??? Anyone home?
Here, but contemplating the question.
So, I cooked a coil to the wick. Tried to clean it and the coil broke off as I was moving the wick lol. That's what I get for not cleaning it in almost a week.
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I can't find lyrics to one of my songs, and I'm both lazy and can't remember them all....
good topic.
good topic.
and/or
Good Ole Boy Like Me - Don Williams
When I was a kid Uncle Remus would put me to bed,
With a picture of Stonewall Jackson above my head.
Then Daddy came in to kiss his little man,
With gin on his breath and a bible in his hand,
And he talked about honor and things I should know.
Then he'd stagger a little as he went out the door.
[Chorus]
I can still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees
And Those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me,
Hank and Tennessee.
I guess we're all gonna be what we're gonna be,
So what do you do with good ol' boys like me?
Nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does,
But you ain't afraid if you're washed in the blood like I was.
The smell of cape jasmine through the window screen,
John R. and The Wolfman kept me company
By the light of the radio by my bed,
With Thomas Wolfe whispering in my head.
[Chorus]
When I was in school I ran with a kid down the street,
And I watched him burn himself up on bourbon and speed,
But I was smarter than most, and I could choose.
Learned to talk like the man on the six o'clock news.
When I was eighteen, lord, I hit the road
But it really doesn't matter how far I go.
[Chorus]
Yeah, what do you do with good ol' boys like me?
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