Icy wind of night be gone this is not your domain[views:2808][posts:10]________________________________________________ [Aug 16,2008 12:21am - IllinoisEnemaBradness ""] Icy wind of night be gone this is not your domain In the sky a bird was heard to cry. Misty morning whisperings and gentle stirring sounds Belied the deathly silence that lay all around. Hear the lark and harken to the barking of the dog fox Gone to ground. See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water. And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees Laughing as it passes through the endless summer Making for the sea. In the lazy water meadow I lay me down. All around me golden sun flakes settle on the ground. Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room. Hear the lark harken to the barking of the dark fox Gone to ground. See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water. And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees. In the lazy water meadow I lay me down. All around me golden sun flakes covering the ground. Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room. Hear the lark harken to the barking of the dark fox Gone to ground. See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water. And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees, Laughing as it passes through the endless summer making for the sea. |
| ________________________________________________ [Aug 16,2008 12:23am - IllinoisEnemaBradness ""] When the fat old sun in the sky is falling Summer evenin' birds are calling Summer Sunday and a year The sound of music in my ears Distant bells, new mown grass Smells so sweet By the river holding hands Roll me up and lay me down And if you sit don't make a sound Pick your feet up off the ground And if you hear as the warm night falls The silver sound from a time so strange Sing to me, sing to me When that fat old sun in the sky is falling Summer evenin' birds are calling Children's laughter in my ears The last sunlight disappears And if you sit don't make a sound Pick your feet up off the ground And if you hear as the warm night falls The silver sound from a time so strange Sing to me, sing to me When that fat old sun in the sky is falling |
| ________________________________________________ [Aug 16,2008 12:24am - IllinoisEnemaBradness ""] I was standing by the Nile When I saw the lady smile. I would take her out for a while, For a while. Oh, my tears wept like a child. How her golden hair was blowing wild. Then she spread her wings to fly, For to fly. Soaring high above the breezes, Going always where she pleases. She will make it to the islands in the sun. I will follow in her shadow As I watch her from my window. One day I will catch her eye. She is calling from the deep, Summoning my soul to endless sleep. She is bound to drag me down, Drag me down. |
| ________________________________________________ [Aug 16,2008 12:24am - IllinoisEnemaBradness ""] The path you tread is narrow And the drop is shear and very high The ravens all are watching From a vantage point nearby Apprehension creeping Like a tube-train up your spine Will the tightrope reach the end Will the final couplet rhyme And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me A butterfly with broken wings Is falling by your side The ravens all are closing in And there's nowhere you can hide Your manager and agent Are both busy on the phone Selling coloured photographs To magazines back home And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me The lines converging where you stand They must have moved the picture plane The leaves are heavy around your feet You hear the thunder of the train And suddenly it strikes you That they're moving into range Doctor Strange is always changing size And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me |
| ________________________________________________ [Aug 16,2008 12:26am - IllinoisEnemaBradness ""] Following the path as it leads toward The darkness in the north Weary stranger's faces show their sympathy They've seen that hope before And if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit For you the night is beckoning And now you can't delay You hear the night birds calling you But you can't catch the words they say And you must you realize be on your way Mystery swelling, creatures crawling Hear the roar ger louder in your ears You know the folly was your own But the force behind can't conquer all you fears And if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit For you the night is beckoning and you know And now you can't delay You hear the night birds calling you But you can't catch the words they say And you must you realize be on your way Throw your thoughts back many years To the time when love was life with every morning Perhaps a day will come when the match for me the curlers past warning And if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit For you the night is beckoning And now you can't delay You hear the night birds calling you But you can't catch the words they say And you must you realize be on your way |
| ________________________________________________ [Aug 16,2008 12:26am - IllinoisEnemaBradness ""] Aye an' a bit of Mackeral settler rack and ruin ran it doon by the haim, 'ma place well I slapped me and I slapped it doon in the side and I cried, cried, cried. The fear a fallen down taken never back the raize and then Craig Marion, get out wi' ye Claymore out mi pocket a' ran doon, doon the middin stain picking the fiery horde that was fallen around ma feet. Never he cried, never shall it ye get me alive ye rotten hound of the burnie crew. Well I snatched fer the blade O my Claymore cut and thrust and I fell doon before him round his feet. Aye! A roar he cried frae the bottom of his heart that I would nay fall but as dead, dead as 'a can be by his feet; de ya ken? ...and the wind cried Mary. [In English] Thank you. |
| ______________________________________ [Aug 16,2008 3:00am - the_reverend ""] hippies |
| _______________________________________________ [Aug 16,2008 9:09am - IllinoisEnemaBradness ""] those are pretty obscure Floyd songs....closet hippy, are we Mr. Peepeeless? |
| ______________________________ [Aug 17,2008 2:19am - sean ""] I don't get it |
| ______________________________________ [Aug 17,2008 2:33am - the_reverend ""] my parents were hippies... my excuse. |
| _______________________________________________ [Aug 19,2008 7:09pm - IllinoisEnemaBradness ""] sean said:I don't get it Pink Floyd lyrics. That's all |