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Planet Caravan - Black Sabbath
We sail through endless skies stars shine like eyes the black night sighs The moon in silver trees falls down in tears light of the night The earth, a purple blaze of sapphire haze in orbit always While down below the trees bathed in cool breeze silver starlight breaks down the night And so we pass on by the crimson eye of great god Mars as we travel the universe |
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09-15-2014, 03:05 AM
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09-16-2014, 01:05 AM
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Encroaching on your decrees
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No need to apologise.
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09-16-2014, 02:36 PM
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The Un-Tuckian
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09-16-2014, 03:58 PM
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I can hear my ears
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tool- H
What's coming through is alive. What's holding up is a mirror. But what's singing songs is a snake Looking to turn this piss to wine. They're both totally void of hate, But killing me just the same. The snake behind me hisses What my damage could have been. My blood before me begs me Open up my heart again. And I feel this coming over like a storm again. Considerately. Venomous voice, tempts me, Drains me, bleeds me, Leaves me cracked and empty. Drags me down like some sweet gravity. The snake behind me hisses What my damage could have been. My blood before me begs me Open up my heart again. And I feel this coming over like a storm again. I am too connected to you to Slip away, to fade away. Days away I still feel you Touching me, changing me, And considerately killing me. Without the skin, Beneath the storm, Under these tears The walls came down. And the snake is drowned and As I look in his eyes, My fear begins to fade Recalling all of those times. I could have cried then. I should have cried then. And as the walls come down and As I look in your eyes My fear begins to fade Recalling all of the times I have died and will die. It's all right. I don't mind. I am too connected to you to Slip away, to fade away. Days away I still feel you Touching me, changing me, And considerately killing me. I know. it's in my sig line, and you're sick of me linking TOOL lyrics. suck it. it's a great song
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09-16-2014, 04:03 PM
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09-25-2014, 03:44 PM
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Lyrics With Meaning
♪ ♫ It's five o'clock somewhere ♪ ♫
 
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09-25-2014, 04:15 PM
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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, that's better.
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11-16-2014, 03:21 PM
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01-18-2015, 12:30 AM
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Ignite - Bleeding
----------------- Bleeding Bleeding To my country The mounting costs Our freedom's lost The death of liberty We live in a Kingdom of reigns The dogs of war rule the day The hypocrites roam in gangs The truth is lost because It's wars first casualty Speak the truth If you've got something to say To lead the boys off to war Is to throw them away Depleted rounds kill RU-238 These troubled times Bringing on our darkest days Is this the death of liberty? Is this the price that life has come to mean? All our friends, now enemies The misery of Bleeding Bleeding To my country The mounting costs My freedom's lost The death of liberty Tell the truth If you've got something to say No blood for oil, killing fields Halliburton money Wounded troops left to rot No help from the VA These troubled times Bringing on our darkest days Is this the death of liberty? Is this the price that life has come to mean? All our friends, now enemies The misery of Bleeding Bleeding To my country The mounting costs My freedom's lost The death of liberty Speak the truth or Throw it away Is this the death of liberty Is this the price that life has come to mean All our friends, now enemies The misery of Bleeding Bleeding To my country The mounting costs Our freedom's lost The death of liberty |
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05-10-2015, 03:36 PM
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Got on (yet another) a Haggard kick, and this one seems to fit really well, especially after last week's encounter:
"I Think I'll Just Stay Here And Drink" Could be holding you tonight Could quit doing wrong, start doin' right You don't care about what I think I think I'll just stay here and drink Hey, puttin' you down, don't square no deal Least you know the way I feel Take all the money in the bank I think I'll just stay here and drink Listen close and you can hear That loud jukebox playin' in my ear Ain't no woman gonna change the way I think I think I'll just stay here and drink Hurtin' me now, don't mean a thing Since lovin' you, don't feel no pain My mind ain't nothin' but a total blank I think I'll just stay here and drink, yeah Man, I love me some Hag. Almost makes me wish I liked country music...
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07-23-2015, 12:14 PM
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I hear this a lot on the store muzac channel, I always liked this song.
"Insensitive" by Jann Arden How do you cool your lips, after a summer's kiss? How do you rid the sweat, after the body bliss? How do you turn your eyes, from the romantic glare? How do you block the sound of a voice You'd know anywhere? Oh, I really should've known By the time you drove me home By the vagueness in your eyes, your casual goodbyes By the chill in your embrace The expression on your face that told me Maybe you might have some advice to give On how to be insensitive Insensitive Insensitive How do you numb your skin, after the warmest touch? How do you slow your blood, after the body rush? How do you free your soul, after you've found a friend? How do you teach your heart it's a crime to fall in love again? Oh, you probably won't remember me It's probably ancient history I'm one of the chosen few Who went ahead and fell for you I'm out of vogue, I'm out of touch I fell too fast, I feel too much I thought that you might have some advice to give On how to be insensitive Oh, I really should've known By the time you drove me home By the vagueness in your eyes, your casual goodbyes By the chill in your embrace The expression on your face that told me Maybe you might have some advice to give On how to be insensitive |
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07-26-2015, 05:46 PM
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"Smoke A Little Smoke"
by Eric Church Turn the quiet up, turn the noise down Let this ol' world just spin around I wanna feel it swing, wanna feel it sway And put some feel good in my soul Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke Want a little more right, and a little less left Little more right now, a little less what's next Act like tomorrow's ten years away And just kick back and let the feelin' flow Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke I set my sails for a new direction But the wind got in my way I changed my course But my definition of change Just ain't the same I'm gonna sit right here Stay away from there I'm gonna make pretend I just don't care And I could get up Go get her back Or maybe I'll just let her go Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke Kick back, gives the blues a spin Break out the wine, forget again Dig down deep, find my stash Light it up, take me back Kick back, gives the blues a spin Break out the wine, forget again Dig down deep, find my stash Light it up, memory crash Oh no, I don’t know Baby, it might take, all night Then I’ll maybe break out that old rock and roll Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke
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11-24-2015, 12:06 PM
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"She Used To Be Mine"
--Sara Bareilles It's not simple to say That most days I don't recognize me That these shoes and this apron That place and it's patrons Have taken more than I gave them It's not easy to know I'm not anything like I used to be Although it's true I was never attention's sweet center I still remember that girl She's imperfect but she tries She is good but she lies She is hard on herself She is broken and won't ask for help She is messy but she's kind She is lonely most of the time She is all of this mixed up And baked in a beautiful pie She is gone but she used to be mine It's not what I asked for Sometimes life just slips in through a back door And carves out a person And makes you believe it's all true And now I've got you And you're not what I asked for If I'm honest I know I would give it all back For a chance to start over And rewrite an ending or two For the girl that I knew Who'll be reckless just enough Who'll get hurt but Who learns how to toughen up when she's bruised And gets used by a man who can't love And then she'll get stuck and be scared Of the life that's inside her Growing stronger each day 'Til it finally reminds her To fight just a little To bring back the fire in her eyes That's been gone but it used to be mine Used to be mine She is messy but she's kind She is lonely most of the time She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie She is gone but she used to be mine |
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11-26-2015, 05:40 AM
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Larger than life and twice as ugly.
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GHOST - Cirice
I feel your presence amongst us You cannot hide in the darkness Can you hear the rumble? Can you hear the rumble that’s calling? I know your soul is not tainted Even though you’ve been told so Can you hear the rumble? Can you hear the rumble that’s calling? I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you A candle casting a faint glow You and I see eye to eye Can you hear the thunder? Can you hear the thunder that’s breaking? Now there is nothing between us From now our merge is eternal Can’t you see that you’re lost? Can’t you see that you’re lost without me? I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you Can’t you see that you’re lost without me? I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you
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