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Post by someNOTHING! on Apr 25, 2019 5:36:24 GMT -5
Too many broken hearts have fallen in the river Too many lonely souls have drifted out to sea You lay your bets and then you pay the price The things we do for love, the things we do for love
Communication is the problem to the answer You've got her number and your hand is on the phone The weather's turned and all the lines are down The things we do for love, the things we do for love
Like walking in the rain and the snow When there's nowhere to go And you're feelin' like a part of you is dying And you're looking for the answer in her eyes You think you're gonna break up Then she says she wants to make up
Ooh you made me love you Ooh you've got a way Ooh you had me crawling up the wall
Like walking in the rain and the snow When there's nowhere to go And you're feelin' like a part of you is dying And you're looking for the answer in her eyes You think you're gonna break up Then she says she wants to make up
Ooh you made me love you Ooh you've got a way Ooh you had me crawling up the wall
A compromise would surely help the situation Agree to disagree but disagree to part When after all it's just a compromise of The things we do for love, the things we do for love
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Post by justlikeyou on Apr 26, 2019 15:34:43 GMT -5
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Post by laughter on Apr 26, 2019 15:43:00 GMT -5
If it ain't American .. then .. well, it ain't 'merican.
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Post by someNOTHING! on Apr 30, 2019 13:23:09 GMT -5
As usual, don thy headphones. Let Mr. Bowie sing about what "experiencing the dream" is kinda like. Please be advised that this song is not condoning becoming an astronaut and flying in an actual tin can above the earth. There is no pressure to specifically regard your life as being exactly like Major Tom's either.
Ground Control to Major Tom Ground Control to Major Tom Take your protein pills and put your helmet on Ground Control to Major Tom (ten, nine, eight, seven, six) Commencing countdown, engines on (five, four, three) Check ignition and may God's love be with you (two, one, liftoff)
This is Ground Control to Major Tom You've really made the grade And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare "This is Major Tom to Ground Control I'm stepping through the door And I'm floating in a most peculiar way And the stars look very different today For HERE AM I sitting in a tin can Far above the world Planet Earth is blue And there's nothing I can do
Though I've past one hundred thousand miles I'm feeling VERY STILL And I think my spaceship knows which way to go Tell my wife I love her very much she knows Ground Control to Major Tom Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you hear me, Major Tom? Can you
"HERE AM I floating 'round my tin can Far above the moon Planet Earth is blue And there's nothing I can do"
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Post by someNOTHING! on May 7, 2019 19:35:19 GMT -5
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Post by laughter on Jun 24, 2019 11:56:44 GMT -5
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Post by laughter on Jul 20, 2019 16:49:34 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2019 11:59:50 GMT -5
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Post by someNOTHING! on Nov 22, 2019 17:32:14 GMT -5
"The Man Who Sold The World"~ David Bowie
We passed upon the stair, We spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there, He said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone, A long-long time ago
Oh no, not me I never lost control You're face to face With the man who sold the world
I laughed and shook his hand, And made my way back home I searched for form and land, For years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazely stare At all the millions here We must have died alone, A long-long time ago
Who knows? Not me We never lost control You're face to face With the man who sold the world
Who knows? Not me We never lost control You're face to face With the man who sold the world
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Post by someNOTHING! on Nov 25, 2019 9:30:38 GMT -5
Pure form Real gone Like wild Good vibes
Everything is cool
There are these forms I like to watch There are these shapes which talk to me
I love forms, and forms love me The more you look, the more you see
Everything is cool
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Post by someNOTHING! on Nov 28, 2019 10:23:42 GMT -5
Toys in the Attic ~by Aerosmith
In the attic lights Voices scream Nothing's seen Real's a dream Leaving the things that are real behind Leaving the things that you love from mind All of the things that you learned from fears Nothing is left for the years Voices scream Nothing's seen Real's a dream Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Lights Voices scream Nothing's seen Real's a dream Leaving the things that are real behind Leaving the things that you love from mind All of the things that you learned from fears Nothing is left for the years Voices scream Nothing's seen Real's a dream Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic
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