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Francis
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 09:16 am
Good Morning Baby.

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Between an overload of information
And a striving for a pure dedication I
Find myself looking for the exit si-i-ign
See your pretty face in the sunshine
In the morning after staying up all night I
Want to wake you just to hear you tell me
it's alri-i-ight
And all I want to be is too much sometimes
for me

Good morning baby I hope I'm gonna make it
through another day
Good morning baby I hope I'm gonna make it
through another day

See the stars and all the planets
Fly the great wide world and have it all
Yeah, better get a ticket
better get in li-i-ine
I'm praying now for beautiful weather
Take a car and drive forever but I'm
Only ever sitting at the traffic li-i-ight
And all the world to see is too much
sometimes for me

Good morning baby I hope I'm gonna make it
through another day
Good morning baby I hope we're gonna make it
through another day

(And when you rise)
And when you rise you'll find me here
(Open your eyes)
And see myself reflected there
(And for awhile)
A little room becomes an everywhere
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McTag
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 09:18 am
banshee, that's an interesting Irish (gaelic) word
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 09:21 am
Shocked Well, there's our Francis. Where are you? Great song, incidentally.

Our listeners are glad to see you back, Paris.
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 09:23 am
Hey, McTag. It seems that all the Irish know of that keening witch. <smile>
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Francis
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 09:42 am
Letty wrote:
Shocked Well, there's our Francis. Where are you?


Stuck in the Midwest! Very Happy
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 09:45 am
Marvelous place to be stuck, Francis. We dedicated you a song sometime back here. Glad that you let all of us know that you are all right, however.
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 09:54 am
For Francis, while he's stuck:



Jacques Brel is Alive and Well and Living in Paris


Artist: Lyrics
Song: CAROUSEL Lyrics

Carnivals and cotton candy
Carousels and calliopes
Fortune-tellers in glass cases
We will always remember these
Merry-go-rounds quickly turning
Quickly turning for you and me
And the whole world madly turning
Turning, turning 'till you can't see
We're on a carousel
A crazy carousel
And now we go around
Again we go around
And now we spin around
We're high above the ground
And down again around
And up again around
So high above the ground
We feel we've got to yell
We're on a carousel
A crazy carousel
We're on a ferris wheel
A crazy ferris wheel
A wheel within a wheel
And suddenly we feel
The stars begin to reel
And down again around
And up again around
And up again around
So high above the ground
We feel we've got to yell
We're on a carousel
A crazy carousel
Carnivals and cotton candy
Carousels and calliopes
Crazy clowns chasing brass rings
Soda pop and rock-candy trees
Merry-go-rounds quickly turning
Quickly turning for you and me
And the whole world madly turning
Turning, turning 'till you can't see
We're on a carousel
A crazy carousel
And now we go around
Again we go around
And now we spin around
We're high above the ground
And down again around
And up again around
So high above the ground
We feel we've got to yell
We're on a carousel
A crazy carousel
We're on a ferris wheel
A crazy ferris wheel
A wheel within a wheel
And suddenly we feel
The stars begin to reel
And down again around
And up again around
And up again around
So high above the ground
We feel we've got to yell
We're on a carousel
A crazy carousel
We're on a carousel
A crazy carousel
And now we go around
Again we go around
And now we spin around
We're high above the ground
And down again around
And up again around
So high above the ground
We feel we've got to yell
We're on a carousel
A crazy carousel
Carnivals and cotton candy
Carousels and calliopes
Kewpie-dolls with painted faces
Tricky shell games and missing peas
Merry-go-rounds quickly turning
Quickly turning for you and me
And the whole world madly turning
Turning, turning 'till you can't see
We're on a carousel
A crazy carousel
And now we go around
Again we go around
And now we spin around
We're high above the ground
And down again around
And up again around
So high above the ground
We feel we've got to yell
We're on a carousel
A crazy carousel
We're on a ferris wheel
A crazy ferris wheel
A wheel within a wheel
And suddenly we feel
The stars begin to reel
And down again around
And up again around
And up again around
So high above the ground
We feel we've got to yell
We're on a carousel
A crazy carousel
We're on a carousel
A crazy carousel
And now we go around
Again we go around
And now we spin around
We're high above the ground
And down again around
And up again around
So high above the ground
We feel we've got to yell
We're on a carousel
A crazy carousel
La, la, la, la - la, la, la, la
La, la, la - la, la, la, la, la - la!
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 10:01 am
For McTag, while he's stuck in his office:


The Banshee

John Todhunter (b. 1839)


GREEN, in the wizard arms
Of the foam-bearded Atlantic,
An isle of old enchantment,
A melancholy isle,
Enchanted and dreaming lies:
And there, by Shannon's flowing,
In the moonlight, spectre-thin,
The spectre Erin sits.

An aged desolation,
She sits by old Shannon's flowing,
A mother of many children,
Of children exil'd and dead,
In her home, with bent head, homeless,
Clasping her knees she sits,
Keening, keening!

And at her keene the fairy-grass
Trembles on dun and barrow;
Around the foot of her ancient crosses
The grave-grass shakes and the nettle swings;
In haunted glens the meadow-sweet
Flings to the night wind
Her mystic mournful perfume;
The sad spearmint by holy wells
Breathes melancholy balm.
Sometimes she lifts her head,
With blue eyes tearless,
And gazes athwart the reck of night
Upon things long past,
Upon things to come.

And sometimes, when the moon
Brings tempest upon the deep,
And rous'd Atlantic thunders from his caverns in the west,
The wolfhound at her feet
Springs up with a mighty bay,
And chords of mystery sound from the wild harp at her side,
Strung from the heart of poets;
And she flies on the wings of tempest
Around her shuddering isle,
With gray hair streaming:
A meteor of evil omen,
The spectre of hope forlorn,
Keening, keening!

She keenes, and the strings of her wild harp shiver
On the gusts of night:
O'er the four waters she keenes?-over
Moyle she keenes,
O'er the sea of Milith, and the Strait of Strongbow,
And the Ocean of Columbus.

And the Fianna hear, and the ghost of her cloudy hovering heroes;
And the Swan, Fianoula, wails o'er the waters of Inisfail,
Chanting her song of destiny,
The rune of the weaving Fates.
And the nations hear in the void and quaking time of night,
Sad unto dawning, dirges,
Solemn dirges,
And snatches of bardic song;
Their souls quake in the void and quaking time of night,
And they dream of the weird of kings,
And tyrannies moulting, sick
In the dreadful wind of change.

Wail no more, lonely one, mother of exiles, wail no more,
Banshee of the world?-no more!
Thy sorrows are the world's, thou art no more alone;
Thy wrongs, the world's.
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 10:27 am
Jennifer visited a psychic of some local repute.
In a dark and hazy room, peering into a crystal ball,
the mystic delivered grave news:
"There's no easy way to say this, so I'll just be blunt -
prepare yourself to be a widow.
Your husband will die a violent and horrible death this year.
" Visibly shaken, Jennifer stared at the woman's lined face,
then at the single flickering candle, then down at her hands.
She took a few deep breaths to compose herself.
She simply had to know.
She met the fortune teller's gaze, steadied her voice,
and asked: "Will I be acquitted?"
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 10:36 am
Oh, my Gawd, Bob. I love those quickies you come up with.

What can we play for you today, Boston?
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 10:55 am
Does silence mean assent, Boston?

Ok, then. Here's the closest that I could get to a psychic:


Inkubus Sukkubus


Draw near, closer now
Into my painted wings
What man can resist
When the Siren sings
Let not your ears be deadened
By the ocean's roar
Just hear my sweet lament
And I'll ask no more

Give up your will to me!

You've travelled far, my love
And the sea's been cruel
Come rest with awhile
Why act like a fool
For I will guide your ship
To my welcome shore
So give your soul to me
When you hear the call

Upon this crimson rock
Your body lying still
And from your broken veins
I will drink my fill
Your love has given me
Meaning to my song
Within my empty heart
Is where your blood belongs
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RexRed
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 11:58 am
Wow Letty Smile
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Ticomaya
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 12:00 pm
WA2K has recently switched to an "All Goth" format ......



Laughing
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Ticomaya
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 12:01 pm
And by "recently" I mean 1 hour ago. :wink:
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 12:05 pm
Goth help us!
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 12:15 pm
I started singing this recently in my karaoke adventures and find it one of the most comfortable songs to sing.

For The Good Times Lyrics
Ray Price

Don't look so sad, I know it's over
But life goes on and this old world will keep on turning
Let's just be glad we had some time to spend together
There's no need to watch the bridges that we're burning

Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Hear the whisper of the rain drops flowing soft against the window
And make believe you love me one more time
For the good times

I'll get along, you'll find another
And I'll be here if you should find you ever need me
Don't say a word about tomorrow or forever
There'll be time enough for sadness when you leave me

Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Hear the whisper of the rain drops flowing soft against the window
And make believe you love me one more time
For the good times
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 12:24 pm
Sorry Letty, I was inattentive. I thought you realized I give you carte blanche in these matters. You can do no wrong in my eyes.
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 12:39 pm
Well, Letty slipped into one of her sudden impulse moods. It's a picadillo of mine. Doesn't usually happen until night time.<smile>

Thank Goth and Goethe it's gone. Razz
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Francis
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 12:47 pm
One can pardon a lover's caprice :wink:
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 26 Sep, 2005 12:55 pm
Ah, Francis, but of course. <smile>

Well, listeners, here is a song for all lovers everywhere:

Ace Of Base

Whenever you're near me
I give you everything I have
Someone to believe in
When things are good or when they're bad
You know how to please me
Like nobody can
Someone to believe in
Be my lover be my friend

When every race is run and the day is closing in
I feel the need to hold you, let the night begin
Come softly to me, show me why...

Whenever you're near me
I give you everything I have
Someone to believe in
When things are good or when they're bad
You know how to please me
Like nobody can
Someone to believe in
Be my lover be my friend

I cannot wait to feel the beating of your heart
The days are long and they're just keeping us apart
Come softly to me, show me why...

Whenever you're near me
I give you everything I have
Someone to believe in
When things are good or when they're bad
You know how to please me
Like nobody can
Someone to believe in
Be my lover be my friend

Whenever you're near me

Love is the reason
We can feel this way inside, oh oh
Turning the World around and making us wild
Love is the music beating in our hearts tonight, oh oh oh
Lighting the way to take us deeper inside

When ever you're
Whenever you're near me
I give you everything I have
Someone to believe in
When things are good or when they're bad
You know how to please me
Like nobody can
Someone to believe in
Be my lover be my friend
Whenever you're near me
Someone to believe in
Whenever you're near me
You know how to please me
Someone to believe in
Be my lover be my friend
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