That's tattooed on my rib-cage, cos im hard and that obviously (hurt a bit)
but i got it years before the film came out when i was a student. Have you heard it before that ^?
Poetry
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That's tattooed on my rib-cage, cos im hard and that obviously (hurt a bit)
but i got it years before the film came out when i was a student. Have you heard it before that ^?
No I hadn't K+R, really good. How about this one, though he didn't know it Yeats wrote it from me to my wife,
A Toast
Wine comes in at the mouth
Love comes in at the eye.
That's all we know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift my glass to my mouth,
I look at you and I sigh.
A Toast
Wine comes in at the mouth
Love comes in at the eye.
That's all we know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift my glass to my mouth,
I look at you and I sigh.
[video=youtube_share;rtvC8a3BRlQ]http://youtu.be/rtvC8a3BRlQ[/video][video=youtube_share;3j8mr-gcgoI]http://youtu.be/3j8mr-gcgoI[/video]
As much as id love to lie and pretend i get the message in that i cant
but thats poetry for you, its personal.for example....
"My time will come, yours too.
I'll gladly go before you.
I hope you live forever,
or maybe we can go together.
It would be perfect baby.
And I carry this, it's heavy.
And I miss you already.."
^^Are lyrics from a cheesy Gnarls Barkley Song called "No time soon" but those words mean a lot to me.
swimaway
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swimaway
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There was a Norse Jack fan called Viking
Who's posts were bizzare but quite striking
Some thought him quite crazy
Like Travis Pickle by Scorsese
But many found his weirdness to their liking
Who's posts were bizzare but quite striking
Some thought him quite crazy
Like Travis Pickle by Scorsese
But many found his weirdness to their liking
I go to sleep, before
the devil wakes
and I wake up, before
the angels take
all my worldly desires
all my yardsticks of fear
all my secrets untold
all my motives unclear
hangin' down in the fire
burnin' them higher
won't take them away from here
and long after we're gone
the light will stay on
watched the city ... city of crows
watched them fly, watched
'em all flyin' low
out above the flood plain
just above the dirt road
they were hungry as winter,
hungry as us
not afraid to be flyin', not
afraid to be lost
and long after we're gone
the light will stay on
and if you bury me, add
three feet to it
one for your sorrow, two
for your sweat
three for the strange
things we never forget
and long after we're gone
the light will stay on
and long after we're safe
the lights will not fade
[video=youtube;LJpjcYqGjhw]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LJpjcYqGjhw[/video]
the devil wakes
and I wake up, before
the angels take
all my worldly desires
all my yardsticks of fear
all my secrets untold
all my motives unclear
hangin' down in the fire
burnin' them higher
won't take them away from here
and long after we're gone
the light will stay on
watched the city ... city of crows
watched them fly, watched
'em all flyin' low
out above the flood plain
just above the dirt road
they were hungry as winter,
hungry as us
not afraid to be flyin', not
afraid to be lost
and long after we're gone
the light will stay on
and if you bury me, add
three feet to it
one for your sorrow, two
for your sweat
three for the strange
things we never forget
and long after we're gone
the light will stay on
and long after we're safe
the lights will not fade
[video=youtube;LJpjcYqGjhw]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LJpjcYqGjhw[/video]
There's a few of us pickles in Heavens Sandwich.
A whistling girl
Among his flock of sheep
Lay breathing backward rest assured
Of Elijah and gods birds
It will fall to us
It will fall to us
Inside the home the folk pine grow
Where hearts are fire sparks are thrown
Is all that glitters
This terrible weakness
It falls to us
It falls to us
From his holy hill
By his perfect will
Through the open eyes
Soul tonight
His yolk is easy and his burden light
Kiss the sun lest he be angry
And you perish in the way
The rivers of the sky are dry
A roll up like a scroll
Down below
We tend to the forgetting
Forgetting what we know
The sun slips from your shoulder
As you enter in the wood
Without thought of thorns
Without thought of thorns
[video=youtube;wcHgNkWX-pY]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wcHgNkWX-pY[/video]
Old man told me
hmm
what I didn't know
What his son did
hmm
Can't do that
you got to look for where it's worst
Jesus Christ is our Lord
and you got to strike there
Jesus Christ is our Friend
Oh la
wooptedo
that means
South Africa
Thats allright mama
if thats allright with you
Lets go back to where it all started
hmm
don't think I can do that
hmm
what I didn't know
What his son did
hmm
Can't do that
you got to look for where it's worst
Jesus Christ is our Lord
and you got to strike there
Jesus Christ is our Friend
Oh la
wooptedo
that means
South Africa
Thats allright mama
if thats allright with you
Lets go back to where it all started
hmm
don't think I can do that
[video=youtube;SRHJiqfwnac]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRHJiqfwnac&list=PLF0FF96A04829EF7F[/video]