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Of Missing Persons
Jackson Browne


Your father was a rounder
He played that rock and roll
A leaper and a bounder
Down to his gypsy soul
The music was his angel
And sorrow was his star
And those of us who follow
Might hope to reach as far

They're walking slow in Houston
Speechless in D.C.
There's no way I could tell you
What he meant to me

Your mother's a survivor
She'll do what must be done
Her children will revive her
And help her see the sun
She almost knew that unison
But the singing stopped too soon
Now she shares the silence
With a man up in the moon

To speak of missing persons
Tonight there's only one
And we all carry with us what the man's begun

And you can sing this song
On July the Fourth
In the sunny south and the frozen north
It's a day of loss, it's your day of birth
Does it take a death to learn what a life is worth?

Your brothers are all older
And they'll take it in their stride
The world's a little colder
But manhood's on their side
Now you're the little girl-child
And you look so much like him
And he's right there inside you
Each time you want to sing

Sing of missing persons
Tonight there's only one
But he's where you can find him when it's said and done

And we will sing this song
On July the Fourth
From the sunny south and the frozen north
This will always be your day of birth
May you always see what your life is worth

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yNeCyzC ... NeCyzCVk7s

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"Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back"

harelip
mike patton

I am the harelip, give me one more kiss
We'll have a mardi gras on deserted streets
Fingers and forceps, rock me to muzak
The bubbles in the wine keep the nerves steady

I was awake all through the surgery
The people dancing, laughing all for me
you sewed me up but it will never heal
Will I forget then learn to smile someday?

Potbelly, sickbed, all scars and sweet bread
A lonely vacation, your own Disney parade
It's all that he has
Clamped up on walkmans
A midnight waiting room, hear the distant screams

I was awake all through the surgery
The people dancing, laughing all for me
you sewed me up but it will never heal
Will I forget then learn to smile someday?

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that's what happens when you don't read you loose your link to higher thinking

Rush - Jacob's Ladder

The clouds prepare for battle
In the dark and brooding silence
Bruised and sullen storm clouds
Have the light of day obscured
Looming low and ominous
In twilight premature
Thunderheads are rumbling
In a distant overture...

All at once the clouds are parted
Light streams down in bright unbroken beams...

Follow men's eyes as they look to the skies
The shifting shafts of shining weave the fabric of their dreams...

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Neil Peart is awesome. I love his books too. Great writer.

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"Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back"

the clown in me
fred rogers

A clown, a clown,
I think I'll be a clown.
I think I'll make the people laugh and laugh all over town.
A clown, that's what I'll be...a clown.

Sometimes I feel when I'm afraid,
That I will never make the grade.
So I pretend I'm someone else
and show the world my other self.
I'm not quite sure of me you see,
When I have to make a clown of me.

A clown, a clown,
I think I'll be a clown.
I think I'll make the people laugh and laugh all over town.
A clown, that's what I'll be...a clown.

Sometimes I feel all good inside
And haven't got a thing to hide.
My friends all tell me I'm the best;
They think I'm better than the rest.
It's times like this I act myself
And let the clown stay on the shelf.

Myself, Myself
I think I'll be myself.
I think I'll let the people see the comfortable inside of me.
Myself...I'll be myself
It's only when I feel let down
I might be scared into a clown
But he can be himself
When I can be...
Myself, Myself
I think I'll be myself.

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that's what happens when you don't read you loose your link to higher thinking

And they are playing JL on this tour. first time in 35 years.

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Blackberry Smoke – One Horse Town Lyrics

In the tiny town where I come from
You grew up doing what your daddy does
And you don't ask questions you do it just because
You don't climb too high or dream too much
With a whole lot of work and a little bit of luck
You can wind up right back where your daddy was

This little bitty town it ain't nothing new
We all stick around 'cause they all tell us too
Swallow your pride just to make your family proud
If I didn't think that it would shut the whole place down
I'd ride my pony right out of this one horse town

Yeah this one horse town
I'm an old married man at the age of twenty three
Got two little boys on the baseball team
And that might be their only ticket out
All they got is a worn out name
And a daddy that could've gone all the way
But I hung my saddle up and I settled down

This little bitty town, oh it ain't nothing new
We all stick around 'cause they all tell us too
Swallow your pride just to make your family proud
If I didn't think that it would shut the whole place down
I'd ride my pony right out of this one horse town
Yeah this one horse town
Oh yeah

This little bitty town, oh yeah it ain't nothing new
We all stick around 'cause they all tell us too
Swallow your pride just to keep your family proud
If I didn't think that it would shut the whole thing down
I'd saddle that one horse and ride it right out of this town

Songwriters: SPILLMAN, JEREMY N. / MEADOWS, TRAVIS / BRITAIN TURNER, CHARLES / GRAY, CHARLES WEBB / JACKSON, PAUL ALLEN / TURNER, RICHARD PEYTON

One Horse Town lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

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"Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back"

Pink Floyd – If Lyrics

If I were a swan, I'd be gone.
If I were a train, I'd be late.
And if I were a good man,
I'd talk with you
More often than I do.

If I were to sleep, I could dream.
If I were afraid, I could hide.
If I go insane, please don't put
Your wires in my brain.

If I were the moon, I'd be cool.
If I were a rule, I would bend.
If I were a good man, I'd understand
The spaces between friends.

If I were alone, I would cry.
And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry.
And if I go insane,
Will you still let me join in with the game?

If I were a swan, I'd be gone.
If I were a train, I'd be late again.
If I were a good man,
I'd talk with you
More often than I do.

Songwriters: ROGER WATERS

If lyrics © T.R.O. INC.

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"Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back"

i love that one too, philo.

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that's what happens when you don't read you loose your link to higher thinking

Now here she comes walkin’
Lookin’ like uh zoo
Hello Moon Hello Moon
Hi Ella high Ella Guru
She know all the colors that nature do
High Ella high Ella Guru
High yella high red high blue she blew
High Ella high Ella Guru
She do what she mean
‘n she do what she do
Got sumptin’ fo’ me sumptin’ fo’ you
She sho’ sumptin’
She’s young too
Ella Guru Ella Guru
Ella Guru Ella Guru
Ha ha right right
Just dig it
That’s right “The Mascara Snake”
Fast ‘n bulbous
Tight also
Ella Guru Ella Guru
Ella Guru Ella Guru
Ella Guru

Thin Lizzy – Borderline Lyrics

Midnight in the big city
At the bar drinking all on my own
Just thinking about that girl and me
How something's going wrong

Mister, tell me, what's my saving grace?
The back room boys
Are all telling me
I'm a borderline case

Back on the borderline one more time

Seven beers and still sober
It's time to change to something stronger
I cannot take this scene no longer
She could have told me it's all over

Back in my home town
The old place is still the same
But time can cast a spell over something
You can't go back again

Back on the borderline one more time

Mister, fill me another
Till I go crazy and it turn my mind around
Just pass that bottle one more time
I'm slowly sinking down

Jeanie can I tell you?
The shame of my disgrace
It's just love or rejection
For this borderline case

Back on the borderline one more time

I'm on my hands and knees crawling
I'm begging you darling

Songwriters: LYNOTT, PHILIP PARRIS / ROBERTSON, BRIAN DAVID

Borderline lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0UsFR9bHOYE

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"Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back"

The kingdom is ransacked
the jewels all taken back
and the chopper descends
they're hidden in the back
with a message on a half-baked tape
with the spool going round
saying I'm back here in this place
and I could cry
and there's smoke you could click on

What are we gonna do now?
Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew?
'Cause they're working for the clampdown
They put up a poster saying we earn more than you!
When we're working for the clampdown
We will teach our twisted speech
To the young believers
We will train our blue-eyed men
To be young believers

The judge said five to ten, but I say double that again
I'm not working for the clampdown
No man born with a living soul
Can be working for the clampdown
Kick over the wall 'cause government's to fall
How can you refuse it?
Let fury have the hour, anger can be power
D'you know that you can use it?

The voices in your head are calling
Stop wasting your time, there's nothing coming
Only a fool would think someone could save you
The men at the factory are old and cunning
You don't owe nothing, so boy get running
It's the best years of your life they want to steal

You grow up and you calm down
You're working for the clampdown
You start wearing the blue and brown
You're working for the clampdown
So you got someone to boss around
It makes you feel big now
You drift until you brutalize
You made your first kill now

In these days of evil presidentes
Working for the clampdown
But lately one or two has fully paid their due
For working for the clampdown
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!
Working for the clampdown
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!
Working for the clampdown

Yeah I'm working hard in Harrisburg
Working hard in Petersburg
Working for the clampdown
Working for the clampdown
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong
Begging to be melted down
Gitalong, gitalong
(Work)
(Work)
(Work) And I've given away no secrets - ha!
(Work)
(Work)
(More work)
(More work)
(Work)
(Work)
(Work)
(Work)
Who's barmy now?

^^ Damn. Thanks for reminding me. Those last two, Clampdown and Borderline, those are a couple of my favorite songs. Borderline has always been my favorite from Johnny.

Stay Free

we met when we were in school
never took no shit from no one, we weren't fools
the teacher says we're dumb
we're only having fun
we piss on everyone
in the classroom

when we got thrown out
i left without much fuss
an' weekends we'd go dancing
down streatham on the bus

you always made me laugh
got me in bad fights
play me pool all night
smokin' menthol

I practiced daily in my room
you were down the crown planning your next move

go on a nicking spree
hit the wrong guy
each of you get three
years in brixton

i did my very best to write
how was butlins were the screws too tight?
when you lot get out
were gonna hit the town
we'll burn it fuckin' down
to a cinder

cos years have passed and things have changed
I move anyway i wanna go
and I'll never forget the feeling i got
when i heard that you'd got home
an' i'll never forget the smile on my face
'cos i knew where you would be
an' if you're in the crown tonight
have a drink on me

go easy...step lightly
stay free

~ Mick Jones 1978
From the album Give Em Enough Rope

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=53tLLfvaWdA

One of my favorites - it sounds so cheerful:

Oh! Mama, Mama look there!
Your children are playing in that street again
Don't you know what happened down there?
A youth of fourteen got shot down there
The Kokane guns of Jamdown Town
The killing clowns, the blood money men
Are shooting those Washington bullets again

As every cell in Chile will tell
The cries of the tortured men
Remember Allende, and the days before,
Before the army came
Please remember Victor Jara,
In the Santiago Stadium,
Es verdad - those Washington Bullets again

And in the Bay of Pigs in 1961,
Havana fought the playboy in the Cuban sun,
For Castro is a colour,
Is a redder than red,
Those Washington bullets want Castro dead
For Castro is the colour...
...That will earn you a spray of lead

For the very first time ever,
When they had a revolution in Nicaragua,
There was no interference from America
Human rights in America

Well the people fought the leader,
And up he flew...
With no Washington bullets what else could he do?

'N' if you can find a Afghan rebel
That the Moscow bullets missed
Ask him what he thinks of voting Communist...
...Ask the Dalai Lama in the hills of Tibet,
How many monks did the Chinese get?
In a war-torn swamp stop any mercenary,
'N' check the British bullets in his armoury
Que?
Sandinista!

Yer never gonna break
That Tennessee whore
She’ll nail you down
Right to the core
Ain’t no sense
In getting sore
Yer never gonna break
That Tennessee whore

Leave her to the pimps
And their shiny cars
Leave her to the kings
And the movie stars
And drunken cowboys
In Nashville bars

You just stay right were you are

You’ll never catch up
With the Tennessee ‘har
You just stay
in Arkansas
With yer low-brau beer
And yer wal-mart drawl
Don’t look for me
Stay in Arkansas

Yer never gonna break
That Tennessee whore
Not without a tank
Or a dinosaur
Your old lines
Ain’t good no more
Yer never gonna break
that Tennessee whore

Leave her to the pimps
And the big fine cars
And to the reverend few
And to movie stars
And to lonely cowboys
In lonesome bars

Just stay right where you are

You’ll never ride proud
O’er the Tennessee ‘har
You just stay
In Arkansas
With yer pious sneer
and yer over-alls
Don’t look for me
Stay in Arkansas

Yer never gonna break
that Tennessee whore
You know that now
And you knew before
Smoketime’s done
Get back in the store
Yer never gonna break
that Tennessee whore

Leave her to those pimps
And their Cadillac cars
Leave her to the kings
And to the shooting stars
And to drunken cowboys
In the mountains far

You just stay right where you are

Yer never gonna break
This Tennesse ‘har
You just stay
Right where you are
Don’t you come near
With yer old cat calls
Don’t look for me
Stay in Arkansas

Yer never gonna break
That Tennessee whore
Put the cigarette out
And walk through the door
Put yer best smile on
Try not to be a bore
But yer never gonna break
that Tennessee whore

Leave her to the Pope
And send her on to Mars
Leave her to God
And never wander far
Be a drunken cowboy
In yer hometown bar

And you just stay right where you are

This song is performed by King's X and appears on the album XV (2008).

I can see it's not the ending
Maybe it's my new beginning
'Cause I don't know what I was saying
I don't know

Who is looking in my mirror
Thought he knew things so much clearer
But I don't know what I was saying
I don't know

Please forgive me if I ever said to you
Anything pretending
That I knew what you should do
'Cause I don't know what I was saying
I don't know me anymore

Did I say you need forgiveness
Tell me that it's not my business
'Cause I don't know what I was saying
I don't know

Yeah I know it's not the ending
Feels just like a new beginning
'Cause I don't know what I was saying
I don't know

Please forgive me if I ever said to you
Anything pretending
That I knew what you should do
'Cause I don't know what I was saying
I don't know me anymore

Ahh...


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgOYrJmqhnY


Written by:
Doug Pinnick, Ty Tabor and Jerry Gaskill

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"Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back"

lonesome roads
dwight yoakam

Where did I go wrong?
You know I've never had a clue
I must have just been born no good
Bad's the best that I can do

Was it just my fate in life
To end up here this way
Lost and all alone
One more black lamb that's gone astray

Lonesome roads are the only kind I ever travel
Empty rooms are the only place I ever stay
I'm just a face out in the crowd that looks like trouble
Poor ol' worthless me is the only friend I ever made

Lonesome roads are the only kind I ever travel
Empty rooms are the only place I ever stay
I'm just a face out in the crowd that looks like trouble
Poor ol' worthless me is the only friend I ever made
Poor ol' worthless me is the only friend I ever made

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that's what happens when you don't read you loose your link to higher thinking

To my ex-wife:

Guns 'N' Roses - Sorry

You like to hurt me
You know that you do
You like to think in some way
That it's me and not you
But we know that isn't true


You like to have me
Jump and be good
But I don't want to do it
You don't know why I won't act
The way you think I should


You thought they'd make me
Behave and submit
What were you thinking?
'Cause I don't forget


You don't know why
I won't give in
To hell with the pressure
I'm not caving in


You know that I got
Under your skin
You sold your soul
But I won't let you win


You talk too much
You say I do
Difference is nobody
Cares about you


You've got all the answers
You know everything
Why nobody asked you
It's a mystery to me


I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You don't know who in the hell to
Or not to believe


I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You don't know who you can trust now
Or you should believe
You should believe


You don't know who you can trust now
Or you should believe


You close your eyes
All well and good
I'll kick your ass
Like I said that I would


You tell them stories
They'd rather believe
Use and confuse them
They're numb and naive


Truth is the truth hurts
Don't you agree?
It's harder to live with the truth about you
Than to live with the lies about me


Nobody owes you
Not one goddamn thing
You know where to put your
Just shut up and sing


I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You don't know who in the hell to
Or not to believe


I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You chose to hurt those that love you
And won't set them free
Won't set them free


You chose to hurt those that love you
And won't set them free


You don't need
Anyone else to be
Sorry for you
You've got no heart


You can't see
All that you've done for me
I know the reasons
You tear me apart



Songwriters
ROSE, W. AXL / CARROLL, BRIAN / MANTIA, BRYAN KEI / SCATURRO, PETER JOSEPH

Published by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, A SIDE MUSIC LLC

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zGmZSlbpXeU

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"Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back"

Thin Lizzy – The Sun Goes Down Lyrics

There is a demon among us whose soul belongs in hell
Sent here to redeem us, she knows it all to well
He comes and goes, he comes and goes
She knows it all too well
But when all is said and done
The sun goes down

She tries her best to leave him, but she is still captured by his spell
She knows now she must deceive him, he knows it all to well
She comes and goes, she comes and goes, he knows it all too well
But when all is said and done
The sun goes down

She comes and goes, she comes and goes,
he knows it all too well
But when all is said and done
The sun goes down

There is a demon within us
The sun goes down
She tries her best to deceive him
The sun goes down

Songwriters: LYNOTT, PHILIP PARRIS / WHARTON, DARREN

The Sun Goes Down lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X6d3WUXIlwE

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"Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back"

Thin Lizzy - Spirit Slips Away

When the spirit slips away
There's nothing you can do, there's nothing you can say
May the angels be watching over you
When your spirit slips away

When the darkness starts to fall
You're on your own and your back's against the wall
May the angels bring their flame to you
When the darkness it starts to fall

When the music that make you blue
Unfolds its secrets, the mysteries are told to you
May the angels sing rejoice to you
That fateful day when your spirit slips away

Songwriters
Phil Lynott

Published by
UNIVERSAL-POLYGRAM INTERNATIONAL PUBLISHING, INC.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bppqxCkKk5k

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"Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back"

[Verse]
I was burned in the heat of the moment
Though it couldn't have been the heat of the day
When I learned how my time had been wasted
(And a) tear fell as I turned away
Now I've got friends who will give me their shoulder
Event I should happen to fall
Time and his bride growing older
I've got friends who will give me fuck all
(On the) corner of Bleeker and nowhere
In the land of not quite day
A shiver runs down my backbone
Face in the mirror turns grey
So (I) looked round to hitch up the reindeer
Searching hard trying to brighten the day
I turned around to look for the snowman
To my surprise he'd melted away
As the moon and the stars call the order
Inside my tides dance the ebb and sway
The sun in my soul's sinking lower
While the hope in my hands turns to clay
I don't ask that my field's full of clover
I don't moan at opportunity's door
And if you ask my advice, take it slower
Then your story'd be your finest reward
Lost on the path to attainment
Search in the eyes of the wise
When I bled from the heart of the matter
I started bleeding without a disguise
Now everything's fine under heaven
Now and then you've got to take time to pause
When you're down on the ground, don't be messing around
Or you'll land in a boat without oars

I was burned in the heat of the moment,
Though it couldn't have been the heat of the day
When I learned how my time had been wasted,
(And a) tear fell as I turned away

Now I've got friends who will give me their shoulder,
Event I should happen to fall
Time and his bride growing older
I've got friends who will give me fuck all

(On the) corner of Bleeker and nowhere
In the land of not quite day
A shiver runs down my backbone
Face in the mirror turns grey

So (I) looked round to hitch up the reindeer
Searching hard trying to brighten the day
I turned around to look for the snowman
To my surprise he'd melted away.

As the moon and the stars call the order
Inside my tides dance the ebb and sway
The sun in my soul's sinking lower
While the hope in my hands turns to clay
I don't ask that my field's full of clover
I don't moan at opportunity's door
And if you ask my advice, take it slower
Then your story'd be your finest reward.

Lost on the path to attainment
Search in the eyes of the wise
When I bled from the heart of the matter
I started bleeding without a disguise

Now everything's fine under heaven
Now and then you've got to take time to pause
When you're down on the ground, don't be messin' around
Or you'll land in a boat without oars
Hey babe, Hey babe, Hey babe,
I lost my way.

Hey babe, Hey babe,
I don't know where I'm gonna find it.

Hey babe, Hey babe,
Do you wanna know,
Do you really, really, wanna help me, yeah?

Let me tell you now, babe
Let me tell you
That it feels so good that it must be right

Now my babe,
Let me tell you
That it feels so good that it must be right...

Calling Mister Oswald with the swastika tattoo
There is a vacancy waiting in the English voodoo
Carving V for vandal on the guilty boy's head
When he's had enough of that maybe you'll take him to bed
To teach him he's alive before he wishes he was dead

Turn up the TV, no one listening will suspect
Even your mother won't detect it, no your father won't know
They think that I've got no respect but everything means less than zero
Hey, ooh hey, hey, ooh hey

Oswald and his sister are doing it again
They've got the finest home movies that you have ever seen
They've got a thousand variations, every service with a smile
They're gonna take a little break, and they'll be back after a while
Well, I hear that South America is coming into style

Turn up the TV, no one listening will suspect
Even your mother won't detect it, no your father won't know
They think that I've got no respect but everything means less than zero
Hey, ooh hey, hey, ooh hey

A pistol was still smoking, a man lay on the floor
Mister Oswald said, he had an understanding with the law
He said, he heard about a couple living in the USA
He said, they traded in their baby for a Chevrolet
Let's talk about the future now we've put the past away

Turn up the TV, no one listening will suspect
Even your mother won't detect it, no your father won't know
They think that I've got no respect but everything means less than zero
Hey, ooh hey, hey, ooh hey

One time love, take care how you use it
Try to make it last all night, And if you take your pick
Be careful how you choose it, Sometimes its hard to feel it bite
Feel it bite.

A man I know, went down to Louisiana,
had himself a bad, bad fight
And when the sun peeked through
John Cameron with Suzanna,
He kissed the whiskers, left & right
Whiskers!

Now, now, now, fright subsides
Out at a hotel in the quarter, our friends check in to pass the night
Now love gets hot, but fire preceded water
Poor whiskers set the room alight.
Whiskers!

Down on Bourbon street, You know it's right
You can see my friend, they run around all through the night
Most everywhere, Until the closet's bare
Run for the razor, Doin' up my hair

New Orleans queens, Sure know how to schmooze it
Maybe for some that seems alright
When I step out, strut down with my sugar
She'd best not talk like Barry White!

One time love, take care how you use it
Try to make it last all night, And if you take your pick
Be careful how you choose it, Sometimes its hard to feel it bite
Feel it bite.