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Hey, OAK. I thought is was very clever of me to ferret out that picture. Ah, London, how many magic carpets are there that come with zippos. <smile>

The Zippos are a special option only to be had on original Persian Magic Carpets, which are flame proof but they must beware of hellfire & the flames of temptation. It wouldn't do to arrive at the end of the rainbow covered in ash

Well, magic is everywhere tonight:

Artist: Steppenwolf Lyrics
Song: Magic Carpet Ride Lyrics


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I like to dream yes, yes, right between my sound machine
On a cloud of sound I drift in the night
Any place it goes is right
Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here

Well, you don't know what we can find
Why don't you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
You don't know what we can see
Why don't you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away

Last night I held Aladdin's lamp
And so I wished that I could stay
Before the thing could answer me
Well, someone came and took the lamp away
I looked around, a lousy candle's all I found

Well, you don't know what we can find
Why don't you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
Well, you don't know what we can see
Why don't you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away,

Step with care so as not to trip and thus ladder your hose else you wont be able to water the tulips

now tis time to trip the light fantastic, retire and sleep the sleep of the good

Johnny Ace - Pledging My Love

Forever my darling our love will be true
Always and forever I'll love only you
just promise me darling your love in return
May this fire in my soul dear forever burn


My heart's at your command dear
To keep love and to hold
Making you happy is my desire dear
Keeping you is my goal


I'll forever love you
For the rest of my days
I'll never part from you
Or your loving ways
Just promise me darling your love in return
May this fire in my soul dear forever burn


My heart's at your command dear
To keep love and to hold
Making you happy is my desire dear
loving you is my goal


I'll forever love you
For the rest of my days
I'll never part from you
Or your loving ways
Just promise me darling your love in return
May this fire in my soul dear forever burn

Goodnight, John.

edgar, that song is very familiar, Texas. Thinking through it in my mind.

Hmmmm. Maybe this one?





Artist: Eagles Lyrics
Song: The Best of My Love Lyrics




Every night I'm lyin' in bed
Holdin' you close in my dreams
Thinkin' about all the things that we said
And comin' apart at the seams
We try to talk it over
But the words come out too rough
I know you were tryin'
To give me the best of your love

Beautiful faces and loud, empty places
Look at the way that we live
Wastin' our time on cheap talk and wine
Left us so little to give
That same old crowd
Was like a cold dark cloud
That we could never rise above
But here in my heart I give you the best of my love
Oh sweet darlin' you get the best of my love, oh
Sweet darlin', you get the best of my love

I'm goin' back in time
And it's a sweet dream
It was a quiet night
And I would be all right
If I could go on sleepin'
But every mornin'
I wake up and worry
What's gonna happen today
You see it your way
And I see it mine
But we both see it slippin' away

You know we always had each other baby
I guess that wasn't enough
Oh, but here in my heart
I give you the best of my love
Oh, sweet darlin'
You get the best of my love
Oh, sweet darlin'
You get the best of my love
Every night and day,
You get the best of my love
Oh, sweet darlin' you get the best of my love
Oh, sweet darlin' you get the best of my love..

So quiet here. My time of night, folks

Johnny Ace (born John Marshall Alexander, Jr. in Memphis, Tennessee June 29, 1929, died December 25, 1954) was a U.S. rhythm and blues singer.

Ace was one of the brightest stars in the R&B field. He signed to Duke Records in 1952 and the following year he had his first hit, "My Song." After that he had eight hits in a row, including "Cross My Heart," "Please Forgive Me," "The Clock," "Yes, Baby." and "Never Let Me Go."

He shot and killed himself while playing Russian roulette backstage at the City Auditorium in Houston, Texas on Christmas Night during a break in the show.

Paul Simon wrote a song called "The Late Great Johnny Ace" (on his Hearts and Bones album) that references Johnny Ace's death (and also John Lennon's).

His biggest song, the haunting "Pledging My Love", became a hit posthumously in 1955. His single sides were compiled and released as The Johnny Ace Memorial Album.

Well, my word, edgar. I had no idea. (that happens a lot lately) Thanks for that background.

Amazing, listeners, what we pay no heed to where music is concerned and later appreciate in so many ways. For example, this one:

THE harp that once through Tara's halls
The soul of music shed,
Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls
As if that soul were fled.
So sleeps the pride of former days,
So glory's thrill is o'er
And hearts that once beat high for praise
Now feel that pulse no more!

No more to chiefs and ladies bright
The harp of Tara swells;
The chord alone that breaks at night
Its tale of ruin tells.
Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes,
The only throb she gives
Is when some heart indignant breaks,
To show that still she lives.

Thomas Moore

And the background is here:

http://celticways.com/blog/2006/01/harp-that-once-through-taras-halls.html

Lovely, no?

Goodnight, my friends. and let this poem say it for me.





A Dream
by William Blake


Once a dream did weave a shade
O'er my angel-guarded bed,
That an emmet lost its way
Where on grass methought I lay.

Troubled, wildered, and forlorn,
Dark, benighted, travel-worn,
Over many a tangle spray,
All heart-broke, I heard her say:

"Oh my children! do they cry,
Do they hear their father sigh?
Now they look abroad to see,
Now return and weep for me."

Pitying, I dropped a tear:
But I saw a glow-worm near,
Who replied, "What wailing wight
Calls the watchman of the night?

"I am set to light the ground,
While the beetle goes his round:
Follow now the beetle's hum;
Little wanderer, hie thee home!"

From the mystic of all mystics,
And from Letty with love.

Jesse, come home, there's a hole in the bed
Where we slept, now it's growing cold
Jesse, your face and the place where we lay
By the hearth, all apart, it hangs on my heart
And I'm leaving the light on the stairs
No, I'm not scared -- I wait for you
Hey Jesse, it's lonely, come home

Jesse, the stairs and the hall, recalling
Your step, and I remember too
All the pictures are shaded and fading in gray
And I still set a place at the table at noon
And I'm leaving the light on the stairs
No, I'm not scared -- I wait for you
Hey Jesse, it's lonely, come home

Jesse, the spread on the bed, it's like
When you left, I kept it for you
All the blues and the greens have been recently cleaned
And are seemingly new -- Hey Jess, me and you
Will swallow the light on the stairs
I'll fix up my hair, we'll sleep unaware
Hey Jesse, it's lonely, come home


pened by Janis Ian and sung by Roberta Flack (and others)

Oh

I missed that wish.


Thanks so much.

Good morning, WA2K listeners and contributors.

dys, that song was plaintive, and I vaguely recall it. Thanks, cowboy.

And good morning to you, Miss India. Hope your natal day was fun and that you or Francis was successful in locating the lyrics to Song of India.

Isn't this a lovely place to be beside? <smile>

Not yet, Miss Letty.

Well, there's our Francis. Good afternoon, Paris. I suppose we all pursue the horizon without success. <smile>

Stephen Crane - I saw a man pursuing the horizon

I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said,
"You can never -"

"You lie," he cried,
And ran on.

Are we that relentless man?

Top of the mourning to ya Francis.
Your friend in Velveeta, the DYS.

Hmmm, folks. Velveeta and pork soup? That sounds tasty.

Just read an article about pork soup as a way to feed the homeless in France, but as usual, there is always a backlash. I did not know that muslims were forbidden to eat pork.

Thinking of this song today:

You
Carmen Mcrae

Said I, many times, love is illusion,
A feeling result of confusion.
With knowing smile, and blazing sigh,
A cynical so-and-so wasI.

I felt so sure, so positive,
So utterly, unchangingly certain.
But I never was aware of love and you,

And suddenly I realized
There was love and you,
And I, and I.

In this world,
Of ordinary people,
Extraordinary people,
I'm glad there is you.

In this world of overrated treasures,
And underrated pleasures,
I'm glad there is you.

I live to love,
I love to live with you,
Right here beside me.
This road so new,
I'll muddle through,
With you to guide me.

In this world,
Where many, many play at love,
And hardly any stay at love,
I'm glad there is you,
More than ever, I'm glad,
So glad, there's you.

I'm going to put out more bird seed for our little feathered friends.

My word, Manchester. Where have you been? Good to see you back, however and cryptic as ever. Bird seed?

Yes, here too, we feed the birds...

Well, listeners, I resisted the urge to play The Bird Lady, but here is an interesting song:

Jets To Brazil
Cat Heaven

In the dream that awakened me,
you had come and taken me
to a sea of stars.
The cat stood in the flowers two ears above.

And the ground that was under me
was holding me so wonderfully
on a bed of leaves
and you were here with me and we were free.

Everything we saw
was beautiful and strong,
and I knew we belonged.

Then the birds came and carried us
to the sky and married us on a bed of stars,
where I was always yours
and you were mine.

And in the long back eternity,
I love you so perfectly
in the words of clouds,
like a bird sings to his flowers and I was heard.

Everything I saw
was everything I'd want,
and this world had just begun to live.
Don't wake me up,
I can't wake up from this.

Everyone was forgiven;
made hopeful;
made living;
made winning,
tonight.

So, Captain, please consider me.
Let the boats deliver me.
When I close my eyes,
drive, captain, drive.
It's time.

For everything to be perfect,
for everything to stop hurting,
tonight.

Don't wake me up.

Hope all birds everywhere will beware of the cat. <smile>