Everybody wants to have their say Forever waiting for some car crash I need a little time out I need a little time out From me And you.
You seem to have the weight of the world Upon your bony shoulders well hold on You need a little time out You need a little time out From you And me. Got a momentary bend Gimme dreams up-stream Lower Dantian screaming. You catch the moon so carefully Breath out, breath in This tiger claw gets patient Pull back n release.
I pretend the plaster is the skin on my palms and the cracks are representative of what is going on. I stayed drunk and fell awake and i was cycling on a plane and far away i heard you say you liked me.
The stones became the moss and once all inhibitions lost, the hipsters made a mission to the farm. We drove by tractor there, the yellow straw replaced our hair, we laced the dairy river with the cream of sweet vermouth. I fed the ducks some krill then we were sucked against our will into the welcome doors of the casino. We drank green margaritas, danced with sweet senoritas, and we all went home as winners of a kind. I was driving down sun set strip Phillip Island, not Los Angeles Got me some hot chips and a cool drink, took a sandy seat on the shore.
Avant Gardener I sleep in late another day oh what a wonder oh what a waste. I wanna grow tomatoes on the front steps. Sunflowers, bean sprouts, sweet corn and radishes. I get adrenalin straight to the heart, I feel like Uma Thurman post-overdosin' kick start. I take a hit from an asthma puffer. I do it wrong. I was never good at smoking bongs. Are You Looking After Yourself? You should start some sort of trust fund just incase you fail. My friends play in bands, they are better than everything on radio.
Did you see that special on TV the other eve? Are you eating? You sound so thin. Should get married, have some babies, watch the evening news.
Boxing Day Blues I know that I let you down. My house has an open door. You need a lock and a key. I love all of your ideas. You love the idea of me. Canned Tomatoes Whole I know that I let you down. Heading down the Highway Hume somewhere at the end of June. Taxidermied kangaroos are littered on the shoulders. A possum Jackson Pollock is painted on the tar. We drive to a house in Preston, we see police arresting a man with his hand in a bag.
This place seems depressing. Wakes up at a quarter past nine, fare evades his way down the 96 tram line. Feeling sick at the sight of his computer he dodges his way through the Swanston commuters. Rips off his tie, hands it to a homeless man, sleeping in the corner of a Metro bus stand. He waits for an elevator, 1 to 9, a lady walks in and waits by his side.
Her heels are high and her bag is snakeskin. Hair pulled so tight you can see her skeleton. Vickers perfume on her breath, a tortoise-shell necklace between her breasts. Wait until the letter's red until my bills get paid. Aw tell me, tell me, tell me, when's it gonna change? Every morning I feel more useless than before. When Pop Music was it's best. If I could come back yrs from today They will likely still be playing Brasil 66 music along with most of the no.
After that Pop music became and still is just noise. Exceptions: Enya and Adel. Very pretty no wonder Herb Alpert was drawn to it Often overlooked is the amazing lyric here. Alan and Marilyn were the best ever in my opinion. I can't tell you how many times I've played this album. This is priceless, beautiful, timeless music Stopping at drive in to get hamburger, fries , and milkshakes. Coming back around am and sleeping in next day. I was nineteen and did not have a care in the world.
I thought the world was a beautiful place and would only get better. A classic indeed. But its those first "haunting" 19 seconds of strings that grabbed my attention when the song first came out in So many great artists have covered this song. But none have captured that evocative introduction. Add to the list of immensely talented singers that somehow stayed under the radar despite their incredible gifts. You should feel pity for those out there who don't know who Lani Hall is.
It would be like never tasting really good wine or seeing a perfect sunset. Janice Hansen is singing. I really wish she had recorded many more songs.
I would do anything in this whole wide world to bring my mom back which her son my brother had shown her this song right before he passed away in and as someone leaves a our life someone has a playlist for them so every time I played this song which was three times she Princess year by year God told me. This song is so well written it matches her voice patterns superbly. That is why it is still so well appreciated.
I don't know who did write and arrange it but they hit the target perfectly. This is such an amazing video--it always makes me consider, that we here on Earth are only a tiny speck, in this huge universe. Yep, it's me again on the fantail of the Everett F. Larson DD somewhere in the Tonkin Gulf off the coast of Vietnam on that battery powered turntable i purchased in Hong Kong while on leave.
Damn i wish you were there to see what i mean about a song like this with the violins and her voice out in the ocean up under a star filled sky.
You just can't get this on a cruise because the folks on those never get to experience the ocean and that is so sad. Along came Lani Hall to perform this song. And the rest is history. One of my favorite songs, Lani Hall-alpert Herb Alpert's wife ; one of the smartest moves Herb ever made!!!
This womans voice is timeless and is one of the major reasons Brasil 66 was a soight after sound with the group. Sergio was not the only headliner. Lani was. Check out the Singers Unlimited version.
Even better, stunning arrangement. What an excellent video! It's beautiful--and so is the song! I heard this song on the radio and noticed the intro was sampled by a rap group. Why did you leave, why did you go leaving me lonely? Come back to me. You were my one, you were my one When all has been said, all has been done You were my one, you were my one Now I am left reaching above me Time goes by and still I am stuck on you, you Yeah time goes by and still I am stuck on you, you Time goes by and still I am stuck on you, you Yeah time goes by and still I am stuck on you, stuck on you As time goes by, as time goes by Time goes by and still I am stuck on you, you Time goes by and still I am stuck on you, you.
Where did we all go wrong? Love, love, love La la la love, love, love La la la love, love, love La la la love, love, love Where did we all, Where did we all go wrong? All around the world We are one We are one All around the world We are one. So where did we all go wrong? Where did we all, Where did we all go wrong? Leepson: After the battle, the firing stopped and there was dead silence. But instantly, they saw the flag was still there and realized that we won. What better way to show that than to put an exclamation point.
The third verse is probably the most historically problematic verse. Key was a slave-owner with anti-abolitionist views, and in this verse he mentions slaves and their role in the battle — on both the American and British side.
Leepson: You have to read the first three lines of this stanza together. Clague: Hirelings were the professional British troops.
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