1. Standard memberlovebonovox
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    Long Nights ~ Eddie Vedder

    Have no fear
    For when I'm alone
    I'll be better off than I was before

    I've got this light
    I'll be around to grow
    Who I was before
    I cannot recall

    Long nights allow me to feel...
    I'm falling...I am falling
    The lights go out
    Let me feel
    I'm falling
    I am falling safely to the ground
    Ah...

    I'll take this soul that's inside me now
    Like a brand new friend
    I'll forever know

    I've got this light
    And the will to show
    I will always be better than before

    Long nights allow me to feel...
    I'm falling...I am falling
    The lights go out
    Let me feel
    I'm falling
    I am falling safely to the ground
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    14 Jan '09 01:01
    From the end of Johnny Flynn's 'The Ghost of O'Donahue':

    "In the last days of my life,
    I won't know whether to laugh or cry."

    Simple, but gave me plenty to think about. 🙂
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    18 Jan '09 04:36
    Originally posted by divegeester
    Nothing by the Zeps? Not even a Stairway, a Rain Song or even a Kashmir?
    Ah--I was in error. There is one classic LZ set of lyrics...


    "Hot Dog"

    Well I just got into town today
    To find my girl who's gone away
    She took the Greyhound at the General Store
    I searched myself I searched the town
    When I finally did sit down
    I find myself no wiser than before

    She said we couldn't do no wrong
    No other love could be so strong
    She locked up my heart in her bottom drawer
    Now she took my heart she took my keys
    From in my old blue dungarees
    And I'll never go to Texas anymore

    [Chorus:] Now my baby's gone I don't know what to do
    She took my love and walked right out the door
    And if I ever find that girl I know one thing for sure
    I'm gonna give her something like she never had before

    I took her love at seventeen
    A little late these days it seems
    But they said heaven is well worth waiting for
    I took her word I took it all
    Beneath the sign that said "U-haul"
    She left angels hangin round for more

    [Chorus]

    I thought I had it all sewn up
    Our love, a plot, a pick-up truck
    But folks said she was after something more
    I never did quite understand
    All that talk about rockin' bands
    But they just rolled my doll right out the door
    Oh yeah, they just rolled my doll right out the door!

    😀
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    26 Jan '09 08:53
    I was a miner
    I was a docker
    I was a railway man
    Between the wars
    I raised a family
    In times of austerity
    With sweat at the foundry
    Between the wars

    I paid the union and des times got harder
    I looked to the government to help the working man
    And they brought prosperity down at the armoury
    "We're arming for peace me boys"
    Between the wars

    I kept the faith and I kept voting
    Not for the iron fist but for the helping hand
    For theirs is a land with a wall around it
    And mine is a faith in my fellow man
    Theirs is a land of hope and glory
    Mine is the green field and the factory floor
    Theirs are the skies all dark with bombers
    And mine is the peace we knew
    Between the wars

    Call up the craftsmen
    Bring me the draughtsmen
    Build me a path from cradle to grave
    And I'll give my consent
    To any government
    That dares not deny a man a living wage

    Go find the young men never to fight again
    Bring up the banners from the days gone by
    Sweet moderation
    Heart of this nation
    Desert us not, we are
    Between the wars

    "between the wars" - billy bragg
    makes the hairs on my neck stand up.
  5. Standard memberlovebonovox
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    06 Feb '09 05:111 edit
    Its been a bad day, you've been looking back
    And all you can see is everything you wish you could take back
    All your mistakes, a world of regrets
    All of those moments you would rather forget
    I know it's hard to believe
    Let me refresh your memory

    Yesterday is history
    And history is miles away
    So leave it all behind you
    Let it always remind you of the day
    The day that love made history

    You know you can't stay right where you fell
    The hardest part is forgiving yourself
    But let's take a walk into today
    And don't let your past get in the way

    Yeah Yeah

    Would you believe that you are history
    In the making, in the making
    Every choice that you are making
    Every step that you are taking
    Every chain that you are breaking
    History is in the making
    Every word that you are saying
    Every prayer that you are praying
    Every chain that you are breaking
    History is in the making
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    11 Feb '09 19:491 edit
    Our conversation was short and sweet
    It nearly swept me off-a my feet.
    And I'm back in the rain, oh
    And you are on dry land.
    You made it there somehow
    You're a big girl now.

    Bird on the horizon, sittin' on a fence,
    Hes singin his song for me at his own expense.
    And I'm just like that bird, oh
    Singin' just for you.
    I hope that you can hear,
    Hear me singin through these tears.

    Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast
    Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.
    I can change, I swear, oh
    See what you can do.
    I can make it through,
    You can make it too.

    Love is so simple, to quote a phrase,
    You've known it all the time, I'm learnin it these days.
    Oh, I know where I can find you, oh
    In somebody's room.
    It's a price I have to pay
    You're a big girl all the way.

    A change in the weather is known to be extreme
    But what's the sense of changing horses in midstream?
    Im going out of my mind, oh
    With a pain that stops and starts
    Like a corkscrew to my heart
    Ever since we've been apart.
    :'(
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    11 Feb '09 19:52
    Nobody feels any pain
    Tonight as I stand inside the rain
    Ev'rybody knows
    That Baby's got new clothes
    But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
    Have fallen from her curls.
    She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
    She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
    And she aches just like a woman
    But she breaks just like a little girl.

    Queen Mary, she's my friend
    Yes, I believe I'll go see her again
    Nobody has to guess
    That Baby can't be blessed
    Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest
    With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.
    She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
    She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
    And she aches just like a woman
    But she breaks just like a little girl.

    It was raining from the first
    And I was dying there of thirst
    So I came in here
    And your long-time curse hurts
    But what's worse
    Is this pain in here
    I can't stay in here
    Ain't it clear that--

    I just can't fit
    Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
    When we meet again
    Introduced as friends
    Please don't let on that you knew me when
    I was hungry and it was your world.
    Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
    You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
    Then you ache just like a woman
    But you break just like a little girl.
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    11 Feb '09 19:53
    "There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,
    "There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
    Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
    None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."

    "No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
    "There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
    But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
    So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."

    All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
    While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.

    Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
    Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.
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    11 Feb '09 19:58
    Someone's got it in for me, they're planting stories in the press
    Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out but when they will I can only guess.
    They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy,
    She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me.
    I can't help it if I'm lucky.

    People see me all the time and they just can't remember how to act
    Their minds are filled with big ideas, images and distorted facts.
    Even you, yesterday you had to ask me where it was at,
    I couldn't believe after all these years, you didn't know me better than that
    Sweet lady.

    Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth,
    Blowing down the backroads headin' south.
    Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth,
    You're an idiot, babe.
    It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

    I ran into the fortune-teller, who said beware of lightning that might strike
    I haven't known peace and quiet for so long I can't remember what it's like.
    There's a lone soldier on the cross, smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door,
    You didn't know it, you didn't think it could be done, in the final end he won the wars
    After losin' every battle.

    I woke up on the roadside, daydreamin' 'bout the way things sometimes are
    Visions of your chestnut mare shoot through my head and are makin' me see stars.
    You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies.
    One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes,
    Blood on your saddle.

    Idiot wind, blowing through the flowers on your tomb,
    Blowing through the curtains in your room.
    Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth,
    You're an idiot, babe.
    It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

    It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart
    You tamed the lion in my cage but it just wasn't enough to change my heart.
    Now everything's a little upside down, as a matter of fact the wheels have stopped,
    What's good is bad, what's bad is good, you'll find out when you reach the top
    You're on the bottom.

    I noticed at the ceremony, your corrupt ways had finally made you blind
    I can't remember your face anymore, your mouth has changed, your eyes
    don't look into mine.
    The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone-faced while the building
    burned.
    I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime
    turned Slowly into autumn.

    Idiot wind, blowing like a circle around my skull,
    From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol.
    Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth,
    You're an idiot, babe.
    It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

    I can't feel you anymore, I can't even touch the books you've read
    Every time I crawl past your door, I been wishin' I was somebody else instead.
    Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy,
    I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory
    And all your ragin' glory.

    I been double-crossed now for the very last time and now I'm finally free,
    I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me.
    You'll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above,
    And I'll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love,
    And it makes me feel so sorry.

    Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,
    Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
    Idiot wind, blowing through the dust upon our shelves,
    We're idiots, babe.
    It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
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    11 Feb '09 19:59
    Seems like only yesterday
    I left my mind behind
    Down in the Gypsy Cafe
    With a friend of a friend of mine
    She sat with a baby heavy on her knee
    Yet spoke of life most free from slavery
    With eyes that showed no trace of misery
    A phrase in connection first with she I heard
    That love is just a four-letter word

    Outside a rambling store-front window
    Cats meowed to the break of day
    Me, I kept my mouth shut, too
    To you I had no words to say
    My experience was limited and underfed
    You were talking while I hid
    To the one who was the father of your kid
    You probably didn't think I did, but I heard
    You say that love is just a four-letter word

    I said goodbye unnoticed
    Pushed towards things in my own games
    Drifting in and out of lifetimes
    Unmentionable by name
    Searching for my double, looking for
    Complete evaporation to the core
    Though I tried and failed at finding any door
    I must have thought that there was nothing more
    Absurd than that love is just a four-letter word

    Though I never knew just what you meant
    When you were speaking to your man
    I can only think in terms of me
    And now I understand
    After waking enough times to think I see
    The Holy Kiss that's supposed to last eternity
    Blow up in smoke, its destiny
    Falls on strangers, travels free
    Yes, I know now, traps are only set by me
    And I do not really need to be
    Assured that love is just a four-letter word
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    11 Feb '09 20:01
    My love she speaks like silence,
    Without ideals or violence,
    She doesn't have to say she's faithful,
    Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.
    People carry roses,
    Make promises by the hours,
    My love she laughs like the flowers,
    Valentines can't buy her.

    In the dime stores and bus stations,
    People talk of situations,
    Read books, repeat quotations,
    Draw conclusions on the wall.
    Some speak of the future,
    My love she speaks softly,
    She knows there's no success like failure
    And that failure's no success at all.

    The cloak and dagger dangles,
    Madams light the candles.
    In ceremonies of the horsemen,
    Even the pawn must hold a grudge.
    Statues made of match sticks,
    Crumble into one another,
    My love winks, she does not bother,
    She knows too much to argue or to judge.

    The bridge at midnight trembles,
    The country doctor rambles,
    Bankers' nieces seek perfection,
    Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.
    The wind howls like a hammer,
    The night blows cold and rainy,
    My love she's like some raven
    At my window with a broken wing.
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    11 Feb '09 20:02
    Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
    I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
    Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
    In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

    Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
    Vanished from my hand,
    Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
    My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
    I have no one to meet
    And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

    Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
    I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
    Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
    In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

    Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
    My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
    My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
    To be wanderin'.
    I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
    Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
    I promise to go under it.

    Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
    I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
    Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
    In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

    Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,
    It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
    And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.
    And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
    To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,
    I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
    Seein' that he's chasing.

    Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
    I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
    Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
    In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

    Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
    Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
    The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
    Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
    Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
    Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
    With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
    Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

    Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
    I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
    Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
    In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
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    11 Feb '09 20:03
    You got a lotta nerve
    To say you are my friend
    When I was down
    You just stood there grinning

    You got a lotta nerve
    To say you got a helping hand to lend
    You just want to be on
    The side that's winning

    You say I let you down
    You know it's not like that
    If you're so hurt
    Why then don't you show it

    You say you lost your faith
    But that's not where it's at
    You had no faith to lose
    And you know it

    I know the reason
    That you talk behind my back
    I used to be among the crowd
    You're in with

    Do you take me for such a fool
    To think I'd make contact
    With the one who tries to hide
    What he don't know to begin with

    You see me on the street
    You always act surprised
    You say, "How are you?" "Good luck"
    But you don't mean it

    When you know as well as me
    You'd rather see me paralyzed
    Why don't you just come out once
    And scream it

    No, I do not feel that good
    When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
    If I was a master thief
    Perhaps I'd rob them

    And now I know you're dissatisfied
    With your position and your place
    Don't you understand
    It's not my problem

    I wish that for just one time
    You could stand inside my shoes
    And just for that one moment
    I could be you

    Yes, I wish that for just one time
    You could stand inside my shoes
    You'd know what a drag it is
    To see you
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    11 Feb '09 20:04
    Oh, the ragman draws circles
    Up and down the block.
    I'd ask him what the matter was
    But I know that he don't talk.
    And the ladies treat me kindly
    And furnish me with tape,
    But deep inside my heart
    I know I can't escape.
    Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
    To be stuck inside of Mobile
    With the Memphis blues again.

    Well, Shakespeare, he's in the alley
    With his pointed shoes and his bells,
    Speaking to some French girl,
    Who says she knows me well.
    And I would send a message
    To find out if she's talked,
    But the post office has been stolen
    And the mailbox is locked.
    Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
    To be stuck inside of Mobile
    With the Memphis blues again.

    Mona tried to tell me
    To stay away from the train line.
    She said that all the railroad men
    Just drink up your blood like wine.
    An' I said, "Oh, I didn't know that,
    But then again, there's only one I've met
    An' he just smoked my eyelids
    An' punched my cigarette."
    Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
    To be stuck inside of Mobile
    With the Memphis blues again.

    Grandpa died last week
    And now he's buried in the rocks,
    But everybody still talks about
    How badly they were shocked.
    But me, I expected it to happen,
    I knew he'd lost control
    When he built a fire on Main Street
    And shot it full of holes.
    Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
    To be stuck inside of Mobile
    With the Memphis blues again.

    Now the senator came down here
    Showing ev'ryone his gun,
    Handing out free tickets
    To the wedding of his son.
    An' me, I nearly got busted
    An' wouldn't it be my luck
    To get caught without a ticket
    And be discovered beneath a truck.
    Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
    To be stuck inside of Mobile
    With the Memphis blues again.

    Now the preacher looked so baffled
    When I asked him why he dressed
    With twenty pounds of headlines
    Stapled to his chest.
    But he cursed me when I proved it to him,
    Then I whispered, "Not even you can hide.
    You see, you're just like me,
    I hope you're satisfied."
    Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
    To be stuck inside of Mobile
    With the Memphis blues again.

    Now the rainman gave me two cures,
    Then he said, "Jump right in."
    The one was Texas medicine,
    The other was just railroad gin.
    An' like a fool I mixed them
    An' it strangled up my mind,
    An' now people just get uglier
    An' I have no sense of time.
    Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
    To be stuck inside of Mobile
    With the Memphis blues again.

    When Ruthie says come see her
    In her honky-tonk lagoon,
    Where I can watch her waltz for free
    'Neath her Panamanian moon.
    An' I say, "Aw come on now,
    You must know about my debutante."
    An' she says, "Your debutante just knows what you need
    But I know what you want."
    Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
    To be stuck inside of Mobile
    With the Memphis blues again.

    Now the bricks lay on Grand Street
    Where the neon madmen climb.
    They all fall there so perfectly,
    It all seems so well timed.
    An' here I sit so patiently
    Waiting to find out what price
    You have to pay to get out of
    Going through all these things twice.
    Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
    To be stuck inside of Mobile
    With the Memphis blues again.
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    Bruised Angel

    Hurtling lovers in these deep dark hours
    Hasty rain on thirsty flowers
    Desperate wishes for some stolen nights
    No one knows what is wrong or right
    We brandish our bruises like immaculate fools
    Why do we cherish the things that we lose?

    Add up your sorrows and fly them like some flags
    Feel the wind as it blows them ragged
    It's more than water in a bruised angel's eyes
    Dashed on the rocks of a lover's lies
    We brandish our bruises like immaculate fools
    Why do we cherish these things that are blue?

    These fragile secrets, oh they'll burn us if untold
    Which one to wager and which one to fold
    Add up your sorrows and dry them in your eye
    Memorize those flowers before they curl up and die
    We brandish our bruises like immaculate fools
    Why don't we cherish the things that are true?
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