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A Love Affair Of Peace
another's right
another time
another's life
so many men
so many minds
stepping back
towards a course
withou delay
without doubt
with good intentions
justly and mildly
like loves like
revealed undoubted
in the wilderness
of your door
a middle course
another's right
another time
another's life
so many men
so many minds
stepping back
towards a course
withou delay
without doubt
with good intentions
justly and mildly
like loves like
revealed undoubted
in the wilderness
of your door
a middle course
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
- Mr. Potatoe Head
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The Canned Fish Market
Electric whirling sound of fish mobile's circle of madness.
The gutter's knife flashing slime of guttural words.
Times conveyor belt of automatic fish scalers.
Schools of troops droppimg down into grinders.
Bones, heads and all, political warriors pawns.
Searching for plasam TV's...
Spinning thru the galaxy of...
The Canned Fish Market
Electric whirling sound of fish mobile's circle of madness.
The gutter's knife flashing slime of guttural words.
Times conveyor belt of automatic fish scalers.
Schools of troops droppimg down into grinders.
Bones, heads and all, political warriors pawns.
Searching for plasam TV's...
Spinning thru the galaxy of...
The Canned Fish Market
Scrambled eggs
line after line
twisted and tied
Potatoe head just a guy like me
I bet she'd look good in a spandex thong
what crystal ball?
That's not what you want to hear
she's scrubbing the floor
tired of playing the concubine
somebody's gluing dollar bills
it's a warm fall day
the birds are playing
line after line
twisted and tied
Potatoe head just a guy like me
I bet she'd look good in a spandex thong
what crystal ball?
That's not what you want to hear
she's scrubbing the floor
tired of playing the concubine
somebody's gluing dollar bills
it's a warm fall day
the birds are playing
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
SO MUCH
I?ll sail across the oceans wide
And walk beneath the sky
I?ll stand upon a mountain top
And look God in the eye
To ask him why
Our time must fly
When so much life remains
I met you on a sunny day
The sky was clear and blue
And though it seems like yesterday
I still don?t have a clue
It?s down to you
To face the truth
When so much love remains
And I watch the sun set in the sky
Beneath the clouds and rain
The fading light shines on my face
Against the window pane
This metaphor about the past
Will never come again
As shadows gather on the hills
The twilight is my friend
So I set out for the Mountain
This ideal goal of mine
I didn?t have much idea
Of the slopes I?d have to climb
My destiny
Is in my hands
When so much time remains
I?ll sail across the oceans wide
And walk beneath the sky
I?ll stand upon a mountain top
And look God in the eye
To ask him why
Our time must fly
When so much life remains
I met you on a sunny day
The sky was clear and blue
And though it seems like yesterday
I still don?t have a clue
It?s down to you
To face the truth
When so much love remains
And I watch the sun set in the sky
Beneath the clouds and rain
The fading light shines on my face
Against the window pane
This metaphor about the past
Will never come again
As shadows gather on the hills
The twilight is my friend
So I set out for the Mountain
This ideal goal of mine
I didn?t have much idea
Of the slopes I?d have to climb
My destiny
Is in my hands
When so much time remains
Ach, if Dougie was here he'd tell you himself....
Not that I am any expert but I think it is actually, very good!Fridge wrote:SO MUCH
I?ll sail across the oceans wide
And walk beneath the sky
I?ll stand upon a mountain top
And look God in the eye
To ask him why
Our time must fly
When so much life remains
I met you on a sunny day
The sky was clear and blue
And though it seems like yesterday
I still don?t have a clue
It?s down to you
To face the truth
When so much love remains
And I watch the sun set in the sky
Beneath the clouds and rain
The fading light shines on my face
Against the window pane
This metaphor about the past
Will never come again
As shadows gather on the hills
The twilight is my friend
So I set out for the Mountain
This ideal goal of mine
I didn?t have much idea
Of the slopes I?d have to climb
My destiny
Is in my hands
When so much time remains
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
Part 1...Inferno
"Thank You Honey"
Kick me in the balls. Morning paper. Boonsfarm for breakfast. Yesterdays beer for lunch. Stumbling candle pins. Dancing with Jim Beam in the moon light. I fucked that old tire. Puked passed out. Monkey's riding ferris wheels, singing yankee-doodle-dandy. Stole my moms pills.
Lost my socks. Oven, refrigerator, micro-wave, pantry. I pissed myself.
Colt 45 lunch. Singing the blues. Lucy in the sky, doing diamonds. Wandering the streets. Jesus Christ, why me. Breaking bones. Turning yellow. Puking blood. Gutters, dumps and garbage trucks.
Why me.
"Thank You Honey"
Kick me in the balls. Morning paper. Boonsfarm for breakfast. Yesterdays beer for lunch. Stumbling candle pins. Dancing with Jim Beam in the moon light. I fucked that old tire. Puked passed out. Monkey's riding ferris wheels, singing yankee-doodle-dandy. Stole my moms pills.
Lost my socks. Oven, refrigerator, micro-wave, pantry. I pissed myself.
Colt 45 lunch. Singing the blues. Lucy in the sky, doing diamonds. Wandering the streets. Jesus Christ, why me. Breaking bones. Turning yellow. Puking blood. Gutters, dumps and garbage trucks.
Why me.
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
Part 2. Purgatorio
"Thank You Honey"
Push ups, squats, jumping jacks, run, run, run.
Sweat'
why am I here?
Staring... that poor bastard puking!
Staring... ringing scar around her neck.
I like her' I know a tuff life too.
Shower'
Eggs, flap jacks and bug juice.
Communications, fuel, heat, oxygen.
Headache' why am I here?
Fruit, sandwich and bug juice.
Staring... to shy to talk.
I like her'. I know a tuff life too.
Pulaski, mcleod, shovel, rake.
Hot, sweaty, smoke.
Why, am I here?
Staring... that poor bastard's puking again.
I like her... staring, feeling, knowing a tuff life too.
Shower'
Salad, steak, potatoes and bug juice.
I never talk to her....
I liked her!
"Thank You Honey"
Push ups, squats, jumping jacks, run, run, run.
Sweat'
why am I here?
Staring... that poor bastard puking!
Staring... ringing scar around her neck.
I like her' I know a tuff life too.
Shower'
Eggs, flap jacks and bug juice.
Communications, fuel, heat, oxygen.
Headache' why am I here?
Fruit, sandwich and bug juice.
Staring... to shy to talk.
I like her'. I know a tuff life too.
Pulaski, mcleod, shovel, rake.
Hot, sweaty, smoke.
Why, am I here?
Staring... that poor bastard's puking again.
I like her... staring, feeling, knowing a tuff life too.
Shower'
Salad, steak, potatoes and bug juice.
I never talk to her....
I liked her!
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
Part 3. Paradiso
"Thank You Honey"
Waking with a hug and smiling eyes
We hiked into the waning mist towards a perfectly luminous day
Wandering among the forests warm colors
Upon the truth of a rippling stream
As the day wore long and the
Whip o wills song echo unto the stars
Remembering the harmony of our minds
Joyous laughter of perfect love
Contented with a smile
Enmeshed with a hug
"Thank You Honey"
Waking with a hug and smiling eyes
We hiked into the waning mist towards a perfectly luminous day
Wandering among the forests warm colors
Upon the truth of a rippling stream
As the day wore long and the
Whip o wills song echo unto the stars
Remembering the harmony of our minds
Joyous laughter of perfect love
Contented with a smile
Enmeshed with a hug
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
Nice three parter there Me...There could be several meanings to it, depending on your perspective...
Heres another
My Love Grows
Softly as a thought
Escapes this world
Becoming real
Its wings unfurled
My love grows.
Gently as a cloud
Kisses the sky
Becoming one
Entwined on high
My love grows.
Insistent as the pulse
That echoes in my veins
Growing louder
Breaking these chains
My love grows.
Violent as a storm
That breaks upon the shore
Forcing its path
Never unsure
My love grows.
Painful as a knife
That cuts my soul
Laying me bare
As the years unfold
My love grows.
Surely as a thought
Reflects my mind
Showing me you
Making me blind
My love grows?
Heres another
My Love Grows
Softly as a thought
Escapes this world
Becoming real
Its wings unfurled
My love grows.
Gently as a cloud
Kisses the sky
Becoming one
Entwined on high
My love grows.
Insistent as the pulse
That echoes in my veins
Growing louder
Breaking these chains
My love grows.
Violent as a storm
That breaks upon the shore
Forcing its path
Never unsure
My love grows.
Painful as a knife
That cuts my soul
Laying me bare
As the years unfold
My love grows.
Surely as a thought
Reflects my mind
Showing me you
Making me blind
My love grows?
Ach, if Dougie was here he'd tell you himself....