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I talked to a guy a few days ago who named his son McCartney.
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Desiderata
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. |
And from the mind of the man who wrote about the 60's teenage experience better than just about anyone else, Brian Wilson:
There's a world where I can go And tell my secrets to In my room In my room In this world I lock out All my worries and my fears In my room In my room Do my dreaming and my scheming lie awake and pray Do my crying and my sighing laugh at yesterday Now it's dark and I'm alone But I won't be afraid In my room In my room |
Brian Wilson's father was abusive. In his room was the place he went to get away from him. I feel it was more than just drugs that played with Brian's head. I'm sure his father had a lot to do his his fragile mind. So sad.
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"All lies and jests, still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest" -- Simon and Garfunkle "He not busy being born is busy dying" -- Bob Dylan |
I've been cursed by dreams crawling out of my head
So black and pure and gleeming - laughing from the devil that's within Then there's you Who can rationalize her feelings any time It's something I find appealing Like your lips as they form the word - "No." I wrote that...good tune as well |
she takes just like a woman
she wakes just like a woman she aches just like a woman but she breaks just like a little girl.....Dylan The leader of the band is tired And his eyes are growing old But his blood runs through my instrument And his song is in my soul My life has been a poor attempt To imitate the man I'm just a living legacy To the leader of the band....Dan Foegelberg Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby edgy and dull and cut a six inch valley through the middle of my soul At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet and a freight train running through the middle of my head - only you can cool my desire oooh I'm on fire...... Springstein |
PHONY’S
Don’t claim that your brave, when your full of fear Don’t act like a worrywart, if you really don’t care Don’t pretend to enjoy a crowded atmosphere And go in the corner and play solitaire Don’t put on a laugh, when inside your cryin’ Don’t make a statement, you might later be denying Don’t say it’s your best, when you’re not trying Don’t purr like a cat and roar like a lion You’ve gotta be yourself, don’t be a phony Don’t be led around, like a small pony If you’re yourself, you’ll be honest and true Than people will respect you in whatever you do Don’t go twisting the truth with self-made lies Don’t start making excuses and crazy alibis Don’t put on a mask and wear a disguise Don’t walk in the shoes that aren’t your size Don’t be a sore loser, if you don’t always win Before you can finish, you have to begin You must be confident before you jump in Don’t go overboard, if you can’t swim There are things you can do, things that you can’t Don’t get the feeling, that your superman Just be who you are, that’s no great a task And they’ll be nothing impossible people will ask Tom Hannon 1969 |
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I Hope You Dance is my son and my song. When he went into the Navy I gave him the CD and we danced to it at his wedding last March. I love the song.
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My musician friends said my writing was a cross between Bob Dylan and John Lennon. Unfortunately, I didn't go anywhere with my song writing but did manage to have a collection of short stories published. I am working on a novel soon and I hope to have that published. |
My house
Is a very, very very nice house Crosby, Stills and etc. |
Allan Clarke's finest lyrics -
Saturday night I was downtown Working for the FBI Sitting in a nest of bad men Whisky bottles piling high Bootlegging boozer on the west side Full of people who are doing wrong Just about to call up the DA man When I heard this woman singing a song A pair of 45's made me open my eyes My temperature started to rise She was a long cool woman in a black dress Just a 5'9, beautiful tall With just one look I was a bad mess 'Cos that long cool woman had it all I saw her headin' to the table With a tall walking big black cat Well Charlie said I hope that you're able boy 'COS I'm telling you she knows where it's at When suddenly we heard the sirens And everybody started to run Jumpin out of doors under tables When I heard somebody shooting a gun Well the DA was pumping my left hand And then she was a-holding my right Well I told her don't get scared 'Cos you're gonna be spared Well I've gotta be forgiven If I wanna spend my living With a long cool woman in a black dress Just a 5'9 beautiful tall Well, with just one look I was a bad mess 'Cos that long cool woman had it all |
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