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dafremen
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posted January 28, 2004 02:57 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for dafremen     Edit/Delete Message
These days
Can be hard on you
They can be hard on me
So hard on everyone concerned
And these days
Tasted of innocence
Tasted so heavenly
Soul sip turned lonely ever after
So cold and lonely after the taste had gone away
These days are, in a way
All that they ever were
All they could ever be
Everything contained within their promise lingers on
So who can blame the stars for being heavenly at a distance
Then in the light of day
To fade or blur away, faded gone away
Sort of like the way of things goes on forever
And this is the way of things
All the while I'm so afraid
That the price we pay has grown steep enough
Without the bottom falling out on us some day
That in many ways reminds me and my habits of observation
Of days like these, one of these days
About the only thing I fear these days
Is that the fake'll take the stage and I'll be gone
Wrapped up in the dragon when the changes come
For then things that could've come to pass
Will never be.

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Randall
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From: Columbus, GA USA
Registered: Nov 2000

posted January 29, 2004 01:09 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Randall     Edit/Delete Message

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"Never mentally imagine for another that which you would not want to experience for yourself, since the mental image you send out inevitably comes back to you." Rebecca Clark

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uriel203
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posted January 30, 2004 09:31 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for uriel203     Edit/Delete Message
Billy Joel
The River Of Dreams
Released: 1993


In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
From the mountains of faith
To a river so deep
I must be looking for something
Something sacred I lost
But the river is wide
And it's too hard to cross

And even though I know the river is wide
I walk down every evening and I stand on the shore
And try to cross to the opposite side
So I can finally find out what I've been looking for

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the valley of fear
To a river so deep
And I've been searching for something
Taken out of my soul
Something I would never lose
Something somebody stole

I don't know why I go walking at night
But now I'm tired and I don't want to walk anymore
I hope it doesn't take the rest of my life
Until I find what it is that I've been looking for

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the jungle of doubt
To a river so deep
I know I'm searching for something
Something so undefined
That it can only be seen
By the eyes of the blind
In the middle of the night

I'm not sure about a life after this
God knows I've never been a spiritual man
Baptized by the fire, I wade into the river
That runs to the promised land
In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the desert of truth
To the river so deep
We all end in the ocean
We all start in the streams
We're all carried along
By the river of dreams
In the middle of the night

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