Song Lyrics and Titles make a story...

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Song Lyrics and Titles make a story...

You and I... on earth together...

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Latest Activity: Oct 30, 2016

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Comment by Katerina Nikoltsou (MomKat) on October 30, 2016 at 8:45pm

Back in 2011, we had this group that enjoyed singing, too :-)

Comment by The Sticker Dude on November 14, 2011 at 7:45pm

Excerpt of a letter by Arthur Rimbaud to Paul Demeny May 15, 1871 on "The Poet as a Visionary" English translation by The Sticker Dude

Le Poète se fait voyant par un long, immense et raisonné dérèglement de tous les sens. Toutes les formes d’amour, de souffrance, de folie ; il cherche lui-même, il épuise en lui tous les poisons, pour n’en garder que les quintessences. Ineffable torture où il a besoin de toute la foi, de toute la force surhumaine, où il devient entre tous le grand malade, le grand criminel, le grand maudit, — et le suprême Savant ! — Car il arrive à l’inconnu ! Puisqu’il a cultivé son âme, déjà riche, plus qu’aucun ! Il arrive à l’inconnu, et quand, affolé, il finirait par perdre l’intelligence de ses visions, il les a vues ! Qu’il crève dans son bondissement par les choses inouïes et innombrables : viendront d’autres horribles travailleurs ; ils commenceront par les horizons où l’autre s’est affaissé !

The poet renders himself a visionary by an immense process of personal disorganization of all his senses. All forms of love, of suffering, of madness; he searches himself, he neutralizes the poisons in himself, but preserves their pure essence. His faith requires incredible pain and superhuman endurance, at once he becomes the great invalid, the great criminal, the damned soul, - and the one who Knows it all! For he attains the unknown! without a problem, since he has cultivated his already rich soul. He may reach the unknown, panic stricken, and may wind up losing his mind. But the visions he has seen will always remain. Let him expire bursting through these countless unutterable things: other dreadful workers will come; they will begin at the horizons where he has collapsed.

Comment by Carla Cryptic on November 11, 2011 at 10:34pm

Once upon a time, felt so fine

Threw the bums a dime

in your prime,

Didn't you?

 

People'd call, sayin' 'Beware, Doll',

you thought they were all

Kiddin' you....

 

Comment by Kerri Pullo on November 11, 2011 at 8:26pm

I have always wanted to be able to paint the visual I have from these lyrics from Bob Dylan's Visions of Johanna....maybe someday!

 

"When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, “Jeeze
I can’t find my knees”
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel"

Comment by Imelda Wubben on April 12, 2011 at 11:37am
whooohooo  listen to the music
Comment by Carla Cryptic on April 1, 2011 at 2:00am

(Well done, Joel!)

 

suzanne takes you down to her place by the river

you can watch the boats go by

you can spend the night forever

Comment by The Sticker Dude on March 31, 2011 at 7:01pm

Tsunami hit the reactor, blew its cooler off the charts

Breeders boiled like fried tempura

Covered all Asia with nuclear dust

My God, we don't know how to douse it!

Maybe the Chines can figure how to market it!

It was sad when the nuke melted down

Chorus:

It was sad, it was sad, it was sad when the nuke melted down

Husbands, lovers and wives, little children lost their lives

It was sad when the nuke melted down

 

to the tune of "The Great Ship Went Down"

Comment by Austin Wills James on March 28, 2011 at 7:41am
"I know I was born, and I know that I'll die, but the inbetween is mine. I am mine."
Comment by Carla Cryptic on March 11, 2011 at 2:13am

I think it's funny that you care how many people participate - even if there were only two it would be worth it.  But, hey, it was your idea in the first place so, if you are tired of it, no need to keep it going.  

 

You did it YOUR way.  ;)

Comment by My Life As A Collage on March 10, 2011 at 3:43pm

it seems we are winding down in the group - best to go out while you're on top.

a final thought from Miss Peggy Lee:

 

"is that all there is?

is that all there is?

if that's all there is my friends, then let's keep dancing-

let's break out the booze and have a ball

if that's all there is..."

 

RIP Song Lyrics group.

 

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