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01-25-2010, 11:03 PM
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A soul for a compass and a heart for a pair of wings. Preferred Pronoun?:
All I ask of living is to have no chains on me. Relationship Status:
All I own are the strides I spend to the finish line. 
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The pain's gotta go someplace, So come on down to my house. Don't you know that Love's the only house big enough For all the pain in the world? Love's the only house big enough.
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Two or three things I know for sure, And one is that I would rather go naked Than wear the coat the world has made for me. |
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01-25-2010, 11:48 PM
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Can we move to Italy
I will take a boat and meet you there Can we move to Italy I will put fresh flowers in my hair Can we move to Italy I have been traveling With my face pressed against The windscreen of my dusty car Trying to be where you are Can we move to Italy I will take a house and make it home Can we move to Italy We can dance in Venice Kiss in Rome Can we move to Italy Meet me by the church up high on the hill Please say you will Way above the shore below Down in portafino I've got my ticket And my purple rosary I know my mission I'm set for Italy Italy Watch the sun come up The sun go down Italy Punch the air Kiss the ground Italy Dance in Venice Kiss in Rome Italy Take a little house Make it home |
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01-26-2010, 04:28 PM
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A soul for a compass and a heart for a pair of wings. Preferred Pronoun?:
All I ask of living is to have no chains on me. Relationship Status:
All I own are the strides I spend to the finish line.
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I'm a town in Carolina,
I'm a detour on a ride for a phone call and a soda, I'm a blur from the driver's side. I'm the last gas for an hour if you're going twenty-five I am Texaco and tobacco, I am dust you leave behind I am peaches in September, and corn from a roadside stall I'm the language of the natives, I'm a cadence and a drawl I'm the pines behind the graveyard, and the cool beneath their shade, where the boys have left their beer cans I am weeds between the graves. My porches sag and lean with old black men and children Their sleep is filled with dreams, I never can fulfill them I am a town. I am a church beside the highway where the ditches never drain I'm a Baptist like my daddy, and Jesus knows my name I am memory and stillness, I am lonely in old age; I am not your destination I am clinging to my ways I am a town. I'm a town in Carolina, I am billboards in the fields I'm an old truck up on cinder blocks, missing all my wheels I am Pabst Blue Ribbon, American, and "Southern Serves the South" I am tucked behind the Jaycees sign, on the rural route I am a town I am a town I am a town Southbound.
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Two or three things I know for sure, And one is that I would rather go naked Than wear the coat the world has made for me. |
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01-26-2010, 10:31 PM
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So you got up and you ran
And you run to get up, through Chinatowns To slip right down Soho's a town in every downtown Drinking friends who've drunk in bars Whose drunken friends in drinking bars Waiting for the lightning man to strike Icing on your cake Well, if I knew you were comin' I'd cut you a piece |
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01-26-2010, 10:50 PM
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In my life the piano sings
Brings me words that are not the strength of strings Fiery rain and Ruby's cooling sun Now I see that my world has only begun Notes that roll on winds with swirling wings Brings me words that are not the strength of strings (When I'm feeling high, or I'm feeling low, or there is no change Somehow days keep melting into the night And there's always high on the cosmic range I am always high, I am always low, there is always change Hear the strings are bending in harmony Not so far from breaking on the cosmic range) |
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01-26-2010, 10:59 PM
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When I woke up today
and you weren't there to play then I wanted to be with you when you showed me your eyes whispered love at the skies then I wanted to stay with you inside me I feel alone and unreal and the way you kiss will always be a very special thing to me when I lay still at night seeing stars high and light then I wanted to be with you when the rooftops shone dark all alone saw a spark spark of love just to stay with you inside me I feel, alone and unreal and the way you kiss will always be a very special thing to me if I mention your name turn around on a chain then the sky opens up for you when we grew very tall when I saw you so small then I wanted to stay with you inside me I feel, alone and unreal and the way you kiss will always be a very special thing to me inside me I feel, alone and unreal and the way you kiss will always be a very special thing to me |
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01-27-2010, 01:59 AM
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She's some kind of wonderful. 
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This shirt is old and faded
All the color's washed away I've had it now for more damn years Than I can count anyway I wear it beneath my jacket With the collar turned up high So old I should replace it But I'm not about to try
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"I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days."
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01-27-2010, 02:20 AM
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A soul for a compass and a heart for a pair of wings. Preferred Pronoun?:
All I ask of living is to have no chains on me. Relationship Status:
All I own are the strides I spend to the finish line.
Join Date: Nov 2009
Location: Somewhere in between here and gone.
Posts: 662
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Working hard to get my fill,
Everybody wants a thrill; Paying anything to roll the dice, Just one more time. Some will win, some will lose, Some were born to sing the blues. Oh, the movie never ends, It goes on and on and on and on.
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