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Damien Rice (Rootless Tree)
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Music I grew up with....
Time Passages -- Al Stewart It was late in December The sky turned to snow All round the day was going down slow Night like a river beginning to flow I felt the beat of my mind Go drifting into time passages Years go falling in the fading light Time passages Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight Well, I'm not the kind to live in the past The years run too short and the days too fast The things you lean on Are the things that don't last Well, it's just now And then my line gets cast into these Time passages There's something back here that you left behind Oh, time passages Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight Hear the echoes and feel yourself starting to turn Don't know why you should feel That there's something to learn It's just a game that you play [Instrumental Interlude] Well, the picture is changing Now you're part of a crowd They're laughing at something And the music's loud A gal comes towards you You once used to know You reach out your hand But you're all alone In these time passages I know you're in there You're just out of sight Oh, time passages Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
remember this?
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On The Border (featuring Peter White) -- Al Stewart The fishing boats go out across the evening water Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border The wind whips up the waves so loud The ghost moon sails among the clouds Turns the rifles into silver on the border On my wall the colours of the maps are running From Africa the winds they talk of changes coming The torches flare up in the night The hand that sets the farms alight Has spread the word to those who're waiting on the border In the village where I grew up Nothing seems the same Still you never see the change from day to day And no-one notices the customs slip away Late last night the rain was knocking at my window I moved across the darkened room and in the lampglow I thought I saw down in the street The spirit of the century Telling us that we're all standing on the border In the islands where I grew up Nothing seems the same It's just the patterns that remain An empty shell But there's a strangeness in the air you feel too well The fishing boats go out across the evening water Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border The wind whips up the waves so loud The ghost moon sails among the clouds Turns the rifles into silver on the borderOn the border On the border On the border ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
Melody Gardot ::: Goodnite
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a little bit of this and that ...
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Don't know why your post didn't post right, but here's your video again, Cinderella! Nice choice! Love the harp!
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a few by Sheryl Crow
*my little breaks are never long enough!!!* |
Goo Goo Dolls - Iris
And I'd give up forever to touch you, Cause I know that you feel me somehow. You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be, And I don't want to go home right now. And all I can taste is this moment, And all I can breathe is your life, And sooner or later it's over, I just don't want to miss you tonight. And I don't want the world to see me, Cause I don't think that they'd understand. When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am. And you cant fight the tears that ain't coming, Or the moment of the truth in your lies. When everything feels like the movies, Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive. And I don't want the world to see me, 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand. When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am. And I don't want the world to see me, Cause I don't think that they'd understand. When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am. And I don't want the world to see me, Cause I dont think that they'd understand. When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am. I just want you to know who I am. I just want you to know who I am. I just want you to know who I am. :stillheart: :bunchflowers: :love1: |
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i love this song!!!!
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for my girls...
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santana genes...
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Gracias mi amorcito...
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