the bells, the bells, the bleating of the bells...Quote:
Originally Posted by kiz_paws
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the bells, the bells, the bleating of the bells...Quote:
Originally Posted by kiz_paws
A butterfly weeps
It's honey tears, wait that's bees
But still it did weep
But still it did weep
like George Harrison's guitar
and we hummed along
and we hummed along.
The baptists sent us away,
we were too merry.
:p
we were too merry
but then suddenly married
oh what have we done
I just wanna say that I'm craving an ice cream cone, double scoop. :p
Oh what we have done.
The riddles of wisdom books.
We made our own choice.
And we hummed along
That unforgettable song
Of forgotten times
We made our own choice
and lay naked on the sand
the sun had some fun
Of forgotten times...
the time you've been thinking of,
is with a woman.
The sun had some fun
Watching us, it burned of mirth
It's cheeks red as flame. (I just though "It's fire keeps us warm." was better... whatever)
And i just wanna say i'm currently so in love with Jon Foreman that the moment i saw jon's nick on this thread i took it as an omen to start listening (f0r the umpteenth time) to one of his wonderful songs. :p
is, with a woman,
anything right that ever
happens, except love?
It's cheeks red as flames.
Depends on which cheeks you mean.
A kiss stirs a blush.
Symphony's here, yay!!! And with Jon Foreman! Yippeee!
happens, except love
that has wings (they say), hiding
its cheeks red as flames...
erm...
a kiss stirs a blush,
a touch- a shiver, a look leaves
the soul quite unstirred...
The soul quite unstirred
I write these mediocre lines
What one is to do?
What one is to do
when all has failed in the game
maybe send flowers?
what one is to do?
when moments go by without
a sober warning...
edit:
hey kiz :D
may be send flowers?
a diamond rind could do it,
women are easy.
( please dont hate me! :D )
women are easy.
the years and deaths men suffered.
Don't we deserve love?!
Don't we deserve love
our hearts were meant to be joined
first get me a beer
[OOOO, there will be twubble over that one .... :nod:]
:wave: Symphony! Joining in the chaos? YAY!!
dont we deserve love?
in a world where pity sells
well in the market.
of course, why not, sir?
love is the only cash crop
patented to sell...
first get me a beer
and someone with it to drink,
Omar had it right.
Omar had it right
Who is this man, Ramo?
Oh it was verlan.
Omar had it right---
never leave home without fruit
to club wolfish dogs.
Oh it was verlan
or maybe it was the ghost
a voice that rippled
hahah!
"find a better place"
Paints are spilling all over.
Landlords don't get it.
Landlords don't get it
How natural it's to me
Having no money.
Landlords don't get it.
milk bottles on the doorsteps
like in the old days
[Good night, time to put my quill away (this has been total fun everyone!)] ;)
landlords dont get it,
its the developers' day--
they grab, smash, and win.
wow :D we managed it again! :lol:
i'm out of money,
cant say i was ever "in",
thought it comes with grey...
like in the old days
once again i am dancing,
thought it comes with grey...
night night kizzo :)
Having no money,
But the homeless have booze.
What I call artform.
(
what i call artform,
they call it wastage of things
i took for granted...
i took for granted
roses won't hurt my fingers
they didn't, thorns did.
Silence of snowflakes
serves only to emphasize
how alone I am.
Eyes that can't see stars-
behind soft words in marble;
the image I fear.
In its way death comes-
invisible as your dreams;
missing tomorrow.
Yes love is scary-
but it's more what comes after
that stops me trying.
that stops me trying
to repair my face from The
Time's ticking seconds
Time's ticking seconds
turn into hours and then days
when can I go home