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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Jan 16, 2007 12:40:24 GMT -6
Welcome to the weird and wacky whoosher fold Sister Trout. Hope you enjoy your time here.  |
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Post by Mini Mia on Jan 16, 2007 22:26:01 GMT -6
Sorry I didn't catch your first post, but I've been busy with two sick parents
Joxie,
No need to apologize, I know a bit of what you must be going through and my sympathies are certainly with you. I hope things get better for all of you soon.
Thanks. Things are up and down. But for the most part they seem to be slowly working up for the better.
You're very welcome.
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Post by Siren on Jan 17, 2007 9:22:20 GMT -6
Like a hammer and a nail, socks and shoes
We go hand in hand, like rhythm and blues
What good is a man who hasn't got a dream
'Bout as good as a car with no GASOLINE
You're the one I'm dreaming of
Got to have your love
Can't live without it
We were meant to be together
No DOUBT about it
from "No Doubt About It" by Neal McCoy
next: gasoline
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Post by Siren on Jan 17, 2007 19:53:47 GMT -6
Fumble out of bed, stumble to the kitchen
Pour myself a cup of ambition
And YAWN and STRETCH and try to come to life
from "Nine to Five" by Dolly Parton
next: stretch
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Post by fallenangel on Jan 17, 2007 21:14:50 GMT -6
Sky Full Of Clover ~ Beth Hart
Why do you carry a pocket of stone?
Body and mind are tired of the load
Still searching for shelter in your own restless thoughts
Believing in anything still you are lost
I will be there just look over your shoulder baby
Longing to share a sky full of clover
Come to the grass where the orchids run wild
See how they're laughing a land full of smile
People in clover are holding up their hands
Praising the holy one the wiser of man
I will be there just look over your shoulder baby
Longing to share a sky full of clover
I'm not trying to make no contradiction
I'm not trying to make you go my way
I'm not trying to tell ya what I think ya need to know
I'm still trying to figure out my own
Said I'm gonna be there
So now you say to me do I still have time to live out these
Precious dreams that swell up my mind?
Raise me then lay me down and humble my soul
Wash me in patience I'll be whiter than snow
I will be there just look over your shoulder baby
Longing to share there's a sky full a sky full a sky full of clover
next word: SHOULDER
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Post by dag614 on Jan 18, 2007 3:46:22 GMT -6
A lot of Gordon Lightfoot's songs really capture a wintry essence to me (but then, here I am firmly lodged in the deep south-so what do I know about winter?) At any rate, this song seems to be appropriate right now.
Cold On The Shoulder
All you need is time
All you need is time, time, time to make me bend
Give it a try, don't be rude
Put it to the test and I'll give it right back to you
It's cold on the shoulder
And you know that we get a little older every day
Kick it around, take it to town
Try to defy what you feel inside
You better be strong
Your love belongs to us
It's cold on the shoulder
And you know that we get a little older every day
All I need is trust
All I need is trust, trust, trust to make it show
I don't want to know everything you done
If you get a tip then tell it to the Eskimos
It's cold on the shoulder
And you know that we get a little older every day
It's cold on the shoulder
And you know that we get a little older every day
All we need is faith
All we need is faith, faith, faith to make it nice
Kick it around, don't be rude
If you're gonna make a mistake don't you make it twice
It's cold on the shoulder
And you know that we get a little older every day
Eskimo(s)
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Post by Siren on Jan 18, 2007 23:17:38 GMT -6
Well I woke up this morning, looked out the door
I can tell my milk COW, I can tell by the way she lows
If you see my milk cow, please drive her on home
Cause I ain't had no MILK and butter since that cow's been gone
from "Milk Cow Blues" by George Strait
next: milk
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Post by lolapunk on Jan 19, 2007 3:05:07 GMT -6
from Keep Your Hands To Yourself - Georgia Satellites
CRUEL baby baby baby why you want to treat me this way
you know I'm still your lover boy I still feel the same way
that's when she told me a story 'bout free MILK and a cow
and she said no huggin no kissin until I get a wedding vow
my honey my baby don't put my love upon no shelf
she said don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself
cruel
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Post by Phalon on Jan 20, 2007 8:44:34 GMT -6
Maeve - my ears are clear, thanks. Clear enough to hear Mighty Quinn echoing in my head; I've been unable to dislodge it since you posted a couple of days ago. And Gasoline - exactly what I was thinking during a morning fly-in, but you beat me to it and chose the word I would have. Get out of my head, Mule, there's barely room for one in here.
A variation of the word "youth", a made-up one, and I gotta love that.
Youthanasia ~ Megadeth
Who'd believe with the way things are here
We'd be going anywhere telling people
How to live?
Who'd believe we'd spend more
Shippin' drugs and guns
Than to educate our sons? Sorry but
That's what they did
I can't help but think,
Someone's forsaken you and me
Luck deserted me and the truth
Beat out my brains
Men rise on stepping stones of their
Selves to higher things
I've stepped over lots of bodies on my way
Thanks for the information don't need no
More anything
We are the damned of all the world
With sadness in our hearts
The wounded of the wars
We've been hung out to dry
You didn't want us anyway
And now we're making up our minds
You tell us how to run our lives
We run for youthanasia
Educate
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Post by lolapunk on Jan 24, 2007 4:10:03 GMT -6
The version of this song playing in my mind's juke is Johnny Cash, it's marvelous...
Hurt - Trent Reznor
I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my EMPIRE of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
the feelings DISAPPEAR
you are someone else
I am still right here
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
disappear
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Post by fallenangel on Jan 24, 2007 9:32:52 GMT -6
So Unsexy by Alanis Morissette
i can feel so unsexy for someone so beautiful
so unloved for someone so fine
i can feel so boring for someone so interesting
so ignorant for someone of sound mind
oh these little protections how they fail to serve me
one forgotten phone call and i'm deflated
oh these little defenses how they fail to comfort me
your hand pulling away and i'm devastated
when will you stop leaving baby?
when will i stop deserting baby?
when will i start staying with myself?
oh these little projections how they keep springing from me
i jump my ship as i take it personally
oh these little rejections how they disappear quickly
the moment i decide not to abandon me
next word : SHIP
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Post by lolapunk on Jan 25, 2007 2:36:02 GMT -6
from 'Mystery' by the Indigo Girls
Oh the pirate gets the SHIP and the girl tonight
Breaks a bottle to CHRISTEN her
Basking in the exploits of her thief
Shes a very good listener
christen
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Post by Phalon on Jan 25, 2007 6:31:30 GMT -6
Sister Christian
Oh the time has come
And you know
That you're the only one to say....
Motoring
What's your price for flight
In finding mister right
You'll be alright tonight....
Oh wait...that was christen, not Christian.
Nevermind.
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Post by lolapunk on Jan 25, 2007 10:04:02 GMT -6
I can't talk to you.
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Post by Siren on Jan 26, 2007 20:44:46 GMT -6
Bubba can scoot, Bubba can slide
Bubba can 2-step, Bubba can GLIDE
I never though he had the NERVE
He never said a word
Well everybody in the place stand back and give me some room
'cause if Bubba can dance, I can too
from: "If Bubba Can Dance" by Shenandoah
next: nerve
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Post by dag614 on Jan 28, 2007 8:31:52 GMT -6
Oh boy, oh boy! A chance to use a lyric from my brand new favorite sorta redheaded, alt-country, whose music I just discovered Friday singer: Jenny Lewis. I'm pretty excited about her, I've ordered all the Rilo Kiley cds and the Watson Twins' EP, too. Am I sadly out-of-date? Have these folks been popular forever and I've just missed them? I hate when things like jobs, families, bills, cars and stuff like that intrude on my real life.
Melt your heart
Nothing is ever as good as it was.
And what's good for your soul will be bad on your nerve (s) if you reverse it.
It's bound to melt your heart,
One way or another.
It's bound to melt your heart,
For good or for bad.
It's like a valentine from your mother,
It's bound to melt your heart.
And we've lost the people we could've loved, and you,
What you know you have, or what you think you want, it's never perfect.
It's bound to melt your heart,
One way or another.
It's bound to melt your heart,
For good or for bad.
It's like a valentine from your mother,
It's bound to melt your heart.
Are we killing time?
Are we killing each other?
When you're kissing someone who's too much like you,
It's like kissing on the mirror.
When you're sleeping with someone who doesn't get you,
You're going to hate yourself in the morning.
It's bound to melt your heart,
One way or another.
It's bound to melt your heart,
For good or for bad.
It's like a valentine from your mother,
It's bound to melt your heart.
MELT
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Post by Siren on Jan 29, 2007 23:23:20 GMT -6
You change just like the WEATHER
But the weather, you know, will always change
If you stay it'll get BETTER
Wherever you go, it's bound to rain
from "Just Like The Weather" by Suzy Bogguss
next: better
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Post by lolapunk on Jan 30, 2007 1:41:41 GMT -6
from 'I Don't Like Mondays' - Boomtown Rats
The silicon CHIP inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody’s gonna go to SCHOOL today
She’s gonna make them stay at home
And daddy doesn’t understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown?
chip
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Post by fallenangel on Feb 1, 2007 9:11:33 GMT -6
Dont Leave Home by Dido
like a ghost don't need a key
your best friend I've come to be
please don't think of getting up for me
you don't even need to speak
when I've been here for just one day
you'll already miss me when I go away
so close the blinds and shut the door
you won't need other friends anymore
oh don't leave home, oh don't leave home
and if you're cold, I'll keep you warm
if you're low, just hold on
cos I will be your safety
oh don't leave home
and I arrived when you were weak
I'll make you weaker, like a child
now all your love you give to me
when your heart is all I need
oh don't leave home, oh don't leave home
and if you're cold, I'll keep you warm
if you're low, just hold on
cos I will be your safety
oh don't leave home
oh how quiet, quiet the world can be
when it's just you and little me
everything is clear, everything is new
so you won't be leaving will you
and if you're cold, I'll keep you warm
and if you're low, just hold on
cos I will be your safety
oh don't leave home
next word: HOME
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Post by lolapunk on Feb 1, 2007 10:56:04 GMT -6
from 'Home' by Bonnie Raitt
And HOME
Sings me of sweet things
My life there has it's own wings
To fly over the MOUNTAINS
Though I'm standing still
mountains
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Post by Siren on Feb 2, 2007 0:39:46 GMT -6
There are HILLS and MOUNTAINS between us
Always something to get over
If I had a way, surely you'd be closer
I need you closer
*sigh*
from "Get Here" by Oneda Adams
Damn, what a great song!
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Post by dag614 on Feb 2, 2007 21:14:45 GMT -6
Chimes of Freedom
Bob Dylan
Far between sundowns finish an midnights broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
An for each an every underdog soldier in the night
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
majestic
Sister Trout
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Post by Siren on Feb 7, 2007 21:06:56 GMT -6
Seems we're stuck, Sis. I hope "majesty" is close enough:
Shout to the Lord, all the earth let us sing
Power and MAJESTY, praise to the King
Mountains bow down and the seas will ROAR
At the sound of Your name
I sing for joy at the work of Your hands
Forever I'll love you, forever I'll stand
Nothing compares to the promise I have in you
from "Shout To The Lord" by Darlene Zschech
next: roar
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Post by fallenangel on Feb 9, 2007 9:18:15 GMT -6
an oldie : Juke Box Hero by Foreigner
Standing in the rain with his head hung low
Couldn't get a ticket, it was a sold-out show
Heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene
Put his ear to the wall, then like a distant scream
He heard one guitar, just blew him away
He saw stars in his eyes, and the very next day
Bought a beat up six-string, in a second-hand store
Didn't know how to play it, but he knew for sure
That one guitar felt good in his hands, didn't take long to understand
next word: SCREAM
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Post by Siren on Feb 13, 2007 23:57:59 GMT -6
Your beauty is beyond compare
With flaming locks of auburn hair
With ivory skin, and eyes of emerald green
from "Jolene" by Dolly Parton
next: locks
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Post by fallenangel on Feb 18, 2007 8:55:20 GMT -6
Hotel California ~Eagles
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
'Relax' said the nightman, We are programed to receive.
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave
next word: KNIVES
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Post by Siren on Feb 19, 2007 1:21:29 GMT -6
You drive three miles from all this prosperity
Down across the river and you see a GHETTO there
And we've got children walking around with guns
And they've got KNIVES and drugs and pain to spare
from "Love's The Only House" by Martina McBride
next: ghetto
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Feb 20, 2007 23:11:35 GMT -6
Every Ghetto, Every City - Lauren Hill
Every ghetto, every city and suburban place I’ve been
Make me recall my days in the new jerusalem
jerusalem
Not much of a hip hop fan.....but I absolutely adore her cover of "Killing Me Softly"
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Post by marjancin on Feb 21, 2007 12:03:22 GMT -6
One Way System - "Jerusalem"
when we get back to jerusalem
everybody's gonna praise our name
Next word:
Praise
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Post by fallenangel on Feb 21, 2007 20:07:33 GMT -6
Hold On ~ Sarah Mclachlan
Hold on
Hold on to yourself
for this is gonna hurt like hell.
Hold on
Hold on to yourself.
You know that only time can tell
what is it in me that refuses to believe
this isn't easier than the real thing.
My love
you know that you're my best friend.
You know that I'd do anything for you
and my love
let nothing come between us
my love for you is strong and true.
Am I in heaven here or
am I...
At the crossroads I am standing.
So now you're sleeping peaceful
I lie awake and pray
that you'll be strong tomorrow
and will see another day
and we will praise it
and love the light that brings a smile
across your face.
next word : LIGHT
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