Thats my middle name....weird. That was sweet though. I wish I had admirers who thought that way about me. Like I was back in highschool....lol
Wow! shari, that is weird. It's been happening here a lot--the synchronicity
RASCAL FLATTS LYRICS
What Hurts The Most
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok
But that's not what gets me
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin' to do
It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doin' It
It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
Not seeing that loving you
That's what I was trying to do
Ooohhh....
So sad
darling boomerang posted a website consisting entirely of postcards containing secrets
the written word is so much more real than anything electronic
the box tops knew that when they penned this song
The Letter
The Box Tops
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane,
Ain't got time to take a fast train.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'Cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
I don't care how much money I gotta spend,
Got to get back to my baby again
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'Cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
Well, she wrote me a letter
Said she couldn't live without me no mo'.
Listen mister can't you see I got to get back
To my baby once a-mo'--anyway...
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane,
Ain't got time to take a fast train.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'Cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
Well, she wrote me a letter
Said she couldn't live without me no mo'.
Listen mister can't you see I got to get back
To my baby once a-mo'--anyway...
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane,
Ain't got time to take a fast train.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'Cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
Because my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
perhaps leonard cohen can give all of you some solace.
btw suzanne was interviewed recently by the CBC.
she lives in venice beach, california (i think), and still lives the life of a 'senior' hippie . she was shown sitting on the beach with some young friends; they wre singing, playing guitars ... a very peaceful scene.
i think she said, she had three (?) children by thre differant men, but still misses 'lenny' ! hbg
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Leonard Cohen - Suzanne
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half crazy
But that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.
And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind.
Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.
Yes, shari. Often, sad songs put us in a pensive mood, no?
Tell our listeners something of yourself, if you feel the need.
We love our contributors here on WA2K radio.
ah, dj. I love that song. Dear booman played it once when I sent him a goodbye message.
Well, hamburger. Dys and I love that one as well as you probably know by now.<smile>
I like this one, too, folks, and what a surprise to find that it was written by John Denver:
All my bags are packed
I'm ready to go
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin'
It's early morn
The taxi's waitin'
He's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome
I could die
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
¡®cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go
There's so many times I've let you down
So many times I've played around
I tell you now, they don't mean a thing
Ev'ry place I go, I'll think of you
Ev'ry song I sing, I'll sing for you
When I come back, I'll bring your wedding ring
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
¡®cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go
Now the time has come to leave you
One more time
Let me kiss you
Then close your eyes
I'll be on my way
Dream about the days to come
When I won't have to leave alone
About the times, I won't have to say
Oh, kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
¡®cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go
But, I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go
Words and music by john denver
I am married...sometimes. I had a relationship before my husband with a man who broke me into pieces. I cant feel anymore and the only outlet I have is music. So sometime I put it on when I havent cried in a while just to let it go. Other than that sad part of me I love A2K and I am beginning to think that you dont have to "hang out" to be friends. i love you guys. Thanks for letting me share and I will be subjecting you to my various musical moods. Dont be scared.
orchestral manouvres in the dark had this to say about departing
She's Leaving
OMD
Everyday
A new start
A cheap affair
A sordid truth
We'll never learn
To guide our hearts
We'll never find
What we deserve
She's leaving
She waited for so long
She'd pretend
That he cared
Invent some tale
Just to gain his heart
But no more dreams
She didn't dare
She washed her hands
Of this whole affair
She's leaving
She waited for so long
But as she left
She gave her heart
Abandoned hope
And turned for home
I thought I'd ask
But then again
The more we learn
The less we know
Well, thank you, shari, for sharing. <smile> It happens to a lot of folks, dear, and we can sympathize.
Yes, music is a way to melt and run on the floor, or stand up and clap your hands, or simply listen.
welcome shari, always good to have another music afficiando around
as for affairs of the heart, annie lennox and dave stewart had something to say about that
Don't Ask Me Why
Eurythmics
Miracle of miracles
Look what the night dragged in -
It's a pocket full of misery
And trouble on the wind
You spoiled the best years
Of your life
You took them all in vain
Now you think that you're forgiven
But you can't be born again
And you say
Why?
You say why?
You say why?
Don't ask me why -
I don't love you anymore
I don't think I ever did
And if you ever had
Any kind of love for me
You kept it all so well hid...
Promises sweet promises
You kept them from your mind
Like all the lost forgotten things
You never seemed to find
Like all the disappointments
You displayed upon your shelf
Now you've got no-one to turn to
You've got no-one but yourself
And you say
Why? ...
(what a sad, but great sentiment, i've felt this a few times, from both perspectives)
I think we all have felt like this a time or two.
Artist: Howard Jones Lyrics
Song: No One Is to Blame Lyrics
You can look at the menu, but you just can't eat
You can feel the cushion, but you can't have a seat
You can dip your foot in the pool,
but you can't have a swim
You can feel the punishment, but you can't commit the sin
*And you want her, and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame
You can build a mansion, but you just can't live in it
You're the fastest runner but you're not allowed to win
Some break the rules, and let you cut the cost
The insecurity is the thing that won't get lost
Chorus
You can see the summit but you can't reach it
It's the last piece of the puzzle but you just can't make it fit
Doctor says you're cured but you still feel the pain
Aspirations in the clouds but your hopes go down the drain
Chorus
No one ever is to blame
No one ever is to blame
and, shari, dj knows whereof he speaks.
Great songs, Canada, both of them. What horrible words to hear, folks, "I don't love you any more..."
and following the theme, shari:
Nat Cole:
(Dorothy Fields, Jimmy McHugh)
Don't blame me
For falling in love with you.
I'm under your spell
But how can I help it?
Don't blame me.
Can't you see
When you do the things you do
If I can't conceal
The thrill that I'm feeling,
Don't blame me.
I can't help it
If that doggone moon above
Makes me need
Someone like you to love.
Blame your kiss
As sweet as a kiss can be,
And blame all your charms
That melt in my arms,
But don't blame me.
(Interlude)
Blame your kiss
As sweet as a kiss can be,
And blame all your charms
That melt in my arms,
But don't blame me.
even worse followed by "i don't think i ever did"
andy partridge of the band xtc, wrote a few very anti love songs after learning of his wifes infidelity
here are three
I'm The Man Who Murdered Love
XTC
Chorus:
I'm the man who murdered love
Yeah! What do you think to that?
I'm the man who murdered love
Yeah! What do you think to that?
He was begging on his bended knee
For me to put him from his misery
He hadn't worked at all this century
Said 'I do a job for all humanity'
(repeat chorus)
I put a bullet in his sugar head
He thanked me kindly then he lay down dead
Phony roses blossomed where he bled
Then all the cheering angels shook my hand and said...
(repeat chorus)
Oh! It's the middle of the song!
Oh! Yeah! Oh! Yeah!
I'm guilty! I'm guilty!
I'm guilty! Yeah!
And then I turned and said
There'll be no more pain from broken hearts
And no more lovers to be torn apart
Before you throw me in your dungeon dark
You oughta film me putting statues up in every park
(repeat chorus)
So dear public, I'm here to confess
That I'm the one who freed us from this mess
Love won't be calling at your address
'Cos what you never had you'll never miss, I guess
(repeat chorus)
If you never ever use it
You know you're gonna lose it
If you never ever kiss it
How're you ever gonna miss it?
I'm the man...
Dear Madam Barnum
XTC
I put on a fake smile
And start the evening show
The public is laughing
I guess by now they know
So climb from your high horse
And pull this freak show down
Dear Madam Barnum
I resign as clown
You said I was the master of all I surveyed
But now I'm sweeping up
The last in line in your circus parade
Children are clapping
As I fall to the floor
My heart torn and broken
And they just scream for more
If I'm not the sole fool
Who pulls his trousers down
Then dear Madam Barnum
I resign as clown
You tread the high wire
Between truth and lies
Your safety net just walked out
Much to your surprise
Strike up the band love
And let the show begin
For this is the last time
I'm painting on a grin
If I'm not the sole fool
Who pulls his trousers down
Then dear Madam Barnum
I resign as clown
Your Dictionary
XTC
H-A-T-E
Is that how you spell love in your dictionary
K-I-C-K
Pronounced as kind
F-*-*-K
Is that how you spell friend in your dictionary
Black on black
A guidebook for the blind
Well now that I can see my eyes won't weep
Now that I can hear your song sounds cheap
Now that I can talk all your corn I'll reap
I'm not so sure that Joey wed a Virgin Mary
There are no words for me inside your dictionary
S-L-A-P
Is that how you spell kiss in your dictionary
C-O-L-D
Pronounced as care
S-H-*-T
Is that how you spelt me in your dictionary
Four-eyed fool
You led 'round everywhere
Now that I can see it's the queens new clothes
Now that I can hear all your poison prose
Now that I can talk with my tongue unfroze
I'm not so sure of Santa or the buck-tooth fairy
There are no words for me inside your dictionary
Now your laughter has a hollow ring
But the hollow ring has no finger in
So let's close the book and let the day begin
And our marriage be undone
UhOh, folks. dj is on a grrrrr song kick. We love it, though, right?
Well, we've decided to combine your reporeter on the street with an old song that's neat:
Artist: Ray Stevens
Song: The Streak
Album: Collection
[" Collection " CD]
(Reporter):
Hello, everyone, this is your action news reporter with all the news
that is news across the nation, on the scene at the supermarket. There
seems to have been some disturbance here. Pardon me, sir, did you see
what happened?
(Witness):
Yeah, I did. I's standin' overe there by the tomaters, and here he
come, running through the pole beans, through the fruits and vegetables,
nekkid as a jay bird. And I hollered over t' Ethel, I said, "Don't
look, Ethel!" But it's too late, she'd already been incensed.
(Chorus)
Here he comes, look at that, look at that
There he goes, look at that, look at that
And he ain't wearin' no clothes
Oh, yes, they call him the Streak
Look at that, look at that
Fastest thing on two feet
Look at that, look at that
He's just as proud as he can be
Of his anatomy
He goin' give us a peek
Oh, yes, they call him the Streak
Look at that, look at that
He likes to show off his physique
Look at that, look at that
If there's an audience to be found
He'll be streakin' around
Invitin' public critique
(Reporter):
This is your action news reporter once again, and we're here at the gas
station. Pardon me, sir, did you see what happened?
(Witness):
Yeah, I did. I's just in here gettin my car checked, he just appeared
out of the traffic. Come streakin' around the grease rack there, didn't
have nothin' on but a smile. I looked in there, and Ethel was gettin'
her a cold drink. I hollered, "Don't look, Ethel!" But it was too
late. She'd already been mooned. Flashed her right there in front of
the shock absorbers.
(Chorus)
He ain't crude, look at that, look at that
He ain't lewd, look at that, look at that
He's just in the mood to run in the nude
Oh, yes, they call him the Streak
Look at that, look at that
He likes to turn the other cheek
Look at that, look at that
He's always makin' the news
Wearin' just his tennis shoes
Guess you could call him unique
(Reporter):
Once again, your action news reporter in the booth at the gym, covering
the disturbance at the basketball playoff. Pardon me, sir, did you see
what happened?
(Witness):
Yeah, I did. Half time, I's just goin' down thar to get Ethel a snow
cone. And here he come, right out of the cheap seats, dribbling, right
down the middle of the court. Didn't have on nothing but his PF's.
Made a hook shot and got out through the concessions stand. I hollered up
at Ethel, I said, "Don't look, Ethel!" But it was too late. She'd
already got a free shot. Grandstandin', right there in front of the
home team.
(Chorus) (Witness):
Oh, yes, they call him the Streak Here he comes again.
Look at that, look at that Who's that with him?
The fastest thing on two feet Ethel? Is that you, Ethel?
Look at that, look at that What do you think you're
He's just as proud as he can be doin'? You git your
Of his anatomy clothes on!
He's gonna give us a peek
Oh, yes, they call him the Streak Ethel! Where you goin'?
Look at that, look at that Ethel, you shameless
He likes to show off his physique hussy! Say it isn't so,
Look at that, look at that Ethel! Ethelllllll!!!
If there's an audience to be found
He'll be streakin' around
Invitin' public critique
On the opposing end of the spectrum:
Michael McDonald Sweet Freedom
No more runnin' down the wrong road
Dancin' to a diff'rent drum
Can't you see what's goin' on
Deep inside your heart
Always searchin' for the real thing
Livin' like it's far away
Just leave all the madness in yesterday
You're holdin' the key
When you believe it
Chorus:
Shine sweet freedom
Shine your light on me
You are the magic
You're right where I wanna be
Oh sweet freedom carry me along
We'll keep the spirit alive on and on
We'll be dancin' in the moonlight
Smilin' with the risin' sun
Livin' like we've never done
Goin' all the way
Reachin' out to meet the changes
Touchin' every shining star
The light of tomorrow is right where we are
There's no turnin' back
From what I'm feeling
Chorus:
Coz there'll be starlight all night
When we're close together
Share those feelings dancin' in your eyes
Tonight they're guiding us
Shinin' till the mornin' light
i'm like a dog with a bone, a musical bone mind you
love ray stevens stuff
Ethel, I said, "Don't look, Ethel!" But it's too late, she'd already been incensed
best lines, always made my father laugh that song
Gotta go all. Be back later!!
for the record, mr. partridge can write uplifting songs too
We're All Light
XTC
Don't you know
'bout a zillion years ago
Some star sneezed, now they're paging you in reception
Don't you know
Jack and Jill-ion years ago
Some dinosaur dropped the pail when it saw our reflection
Don't you know
We're all light
Yeah, I read that someplace
Don't you know
We're all light
Yeah, I read that someplace
So you won't mind if I kiss you now
Before indecision can bite
Don't you know in this new Dark Age
We're all light
Don't you know
At your fingertips arrayed
there's a universe of atoms that thinks you're real something
Don't you know
Just a couple of lips away
There's an revolutionary bean-feast whose insides are jumpin
Don't you know
We're all light
Yeah, I read that someplace
Don't you know
We're all light
Yeah, it's a bumper sticker someplace
So you won't mind if I kiss you now
We may hear the angels recite
Don't you know in this new Dark Age
We're all light
And I won't take from you what you can't take from me
And I'll leave nothing here that you can't use upon your trip
And I won't take from you what you can't take from me
And I'll leave nothing here but love and milk a' plenty for your tea
Don't you know
Upon the pillion of time's bike
We roar onto the stage and too soon we're dead center
Don't you know
Buffalo Bill-ions raised his sight
He's picking up the whole herd as soon as we enter
So you won't mind if I kiss you now
And maybe come on in for the night
Don't you know in this new Dark Age
We're all light
We're all light
And I won't take from you
what you can't take from me
And I won't take from you
(you know where you itch, is a little tiny switch, and if you let
me in, I can show you just the pin, that you put in the slot and the
element gets hot, and the stuff just pours out)
And I won't take from you
what you can't take from me
(all we're light)
(kiss me now, kiss me now)
And I won't take from you
what you can't take from me
And I won't take from you
what you can't take from me
River Of Orchids
XTC
Hey!
I heard the dandelions roar in Piccadilly Circus
I heard the dandelions roar in Piccadilly Circus
Take a packet of seeds
Take yourself out to play
I want to see River of Orchids where we had a motorway
Push your car from the road
Push your car from the road
Just like a mad dog you're chasing your tail in a circle
Just like a mad dog you're chasing your tail in a circle
It's all in your back yard
You've the whole world at your feet
I said the grass is always greener when it bursts up through concrete
Push your car from the road
Push your car from the road
River of Orchids winding our way
Want to walk into London on my hands one day
River of Orchids the road overgrows
Want to walk into London smelling like a Peckham beggar rose
Just like a mad dog you're chasing your tail in a circle
Just like a mad dog you're chasing your tail in a circle
It's all in your back yard
You've the whole world at your feet
I said the grass is always greener when it bursts up through concrete
I had a dream where the car is reduced to a fossil
I had a dream where the car is reduced to a fossil
Take a packet of seeds
Get yourself out to play
I want to see River of Orchids where we had a motorway
Push your car... | It's all in your back yard...
Push your car... | Take a packet of seeds...
River of Orchids winding my way
Want to walk into London on my hands one day
River of Orchids the road overgrows
Want to walk into London smelling like a Peckham rose
River of Orchids... | I heard the Dandelions...
River of Orchids... | Just like a mad dog...
River of Orchids... | I had a dream...
River of Orchids... | I heard the Dandelions...
Summer's Cauldron
XTC
Drowning here in Summer's Cauldron
Under mats of flower lava
Please don't pull me out this is how I would want to go
Breathing in the boiling butter
Fruit of sweating golden Inca
Please don't heed my shout I'm relax in the undertow
When Miss Moon lays down
And Sir Sun stands up
Me I'm found floating round and round
Like a bug in brandy
In this big bronze cup
Drowning here in Summer's Cauldron
Trees are dancing drunk with nectar
Grass is waving underwater
Please don't pull me out this is how I would want to go
Insect bomber Buddhist droning
Copper chord of August's organ
Please don't heed my shout I'm relax in the undertow
When Miss Moon lays down
in her hilltop bed
And Sir Sun stands up
raise his regal head
Me I'm found floating round and round
Like a bug in brandy
In this big bronze cup
Drowning here in Summer's Cauldron
