Every time I play all I can think of is the Eagles…
“All the knowledge in the world
is of no use to fools.”
Every time I play all I can think of is the Eagles…
“All the knowledge in the world
is of no use to fools.”
Now that our time has come to fight
Scotland must unite
We’ll make a stand on Stirling ground
To put a challenge to the crown
We are one, we have come
We’re here to break and end the occupation
We have our nation’s fate in hand
It’s time we make our final stand
My family comes from Alsace and yeah but sticking with the Scots…
“I don’t know my elbow from my as*”
We’ll begin with a spin, traveling in the world of my creation; what we’ll see will defy… explanation
If you want to view paradise, simply look around and view it; anything you want to, do it; want to change the world? There’s nothing to it
I forgot to put the song on here so went looking for a good version of it. This will do, but I have heard better. Beautiful song about two beautiful people. Neil Cassady passed from this life on the night a good friend of the Grateful Dead gave birth to a daughter. They named her Cassidy and this is her song.
I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream
I can tell by the mark he left, you were in his dream
Ah child of countless trees
Ah child of boundless seas
What you are, and what you’re meant to be
Speaks his name, though you were born to me
Born to me
Cassidy
Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac
I can tell by the way you smile, he is rolling back
Come wash the nighttime clean
Come grow the scorched ground green
Blow the horn, and tap the tambourine
Close the gap of the dark years in between
You and me
Cassidy
Quick beats in an icy heart
Catch colt draws a coffin cart
There he goes and now here she starts
Hear her cry
Flight of the seabirds
Scattered like lost words
Wheel to the storm and fly
Fare thee well now
Let your life proceed by it’s own design
Nothing to tell now
Let the words be yours, I’m done with mine
Fare thee well now
Let your life proceed by it’s own design
Nothing to tell now
Let the words be yours, I’m done with mine
Fare thee well now
Let your life proceed by it’s own design
Nothing to tell now
Let the words be yours, I’m done with mine
I’m done with mine
Flight of the seabirds
Scattered like lost words
Wheel to the storm and fly
'Cause God made me
That’s what they told me before
Who knows what they’ll say today?
Because God made me for his sins
Imagine my eyes when I first saw
We can do what we want
- The Sundays - God Made Me
oh, and this:
People will tell you where they’ve gone
They’ll tell you where to go
But 'til you get there yourself you never really know
Where some have found their paradise
Others just come to harm
Oh, Amelia it was just a false alarm
- Joni Mitchell - Amelia
Thank you India
Thank you terror
Thank you disillusionment
Thank you frailty
Thank you consequence
Thank you thank you silence
The moment I let go of it was the moment
I got more than I could handle
The moment I jumped off of it
Was the moment I touched down
From Dirty Little Girl by Elton John
“Here’s my own belief about all the dirty girls
That you have to clean the oyster to find the pearl”
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They’re quite aware of what they’re goin’ through
Mostly no one (is that good English?) will know this band or know the lyrics, but they are some of my favorite of all time. They come from a Christian Ska band, The OC Supertones:
I strike back like the Empire
And we’ll televise the revolution
What will save you
From divine retrobution
Do our part, try to make a contribution
Playin at 11 givin’ OC noise pollution
Think long and hard
About our world today…
What needs to be said,
And what I need to say
We’re a tower of Babel
Built on anti-philosophy,
Nietzche in the west
And krishna in the east
War rages on through generations
All of these Christians
Abandon their stations.
A whole world around us,
That we’ve ceased to reach.
An army of soldiers,
We’ve neglected to teach.
But it’s dim and not pitch black.
The truth will prevail.
If our God is for us how can we fail?
No sure hope has ever been rested,
But for our adversary’s worthy,
Prepare to be tested
Hoo, Hah
How will you stand
If you don’t understand?
Hoo, Hah
Fight like a man, scriptures in hand
And here we stand…naked, barehanded
Futily prepared for the blows to be landed
Presuppositions is all we can stand on
Can you twist their wrist
When they lay a hand on?
Learn how to fight from words on a paper.
Learn from the shoguns, Bahnsen and Schaeffer
Invincible army, Holy Spirit our general
Weapons are formed
From most precious of minerals
Kids in universities drowning in an ocean
Of apostate philosophy.
We need apologetic instruction,
Mental reconstruction.
Ignorance reduction,
To halt the mass abduction.
Evangelical mind has been scandalized.
Wisdom an truth has been vandalized,
By the unevangelized.
No truth in a world that is randomized.
Expose the lies no matter how they’re disguised.
Dangit, this is always such a hard thing to decide. lol
Genesis: Jesus He Knows Me
This line always makes me giggle.
I believe in the family
With my ever loving wife beside me
But she don’t know about my girlfriend
Or the man I met last night
The next two are Pink Floyd and I love these two songs.
On the Turning Away
No more turning away
From the weak and the weary
No more turning away from the coldness inside
Just a world that we all must share
It’s not enough just to stand and stare
Is it only a dream that there’ll be
No more turning away?
Lost For Words
So I open my door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
But they tell me to please go f** myself*
You know you just can’t win