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Ah, don't you know, I've been on my own
But I'm coming home.
And I'd like you to be there,
I feel a little cold in the air,
And you're not anywhere.
You're just another face, I used to know.
But there is still a chance to hold on to our love,
Cause I gave you everything, everything I had.

It's been a long, been a long long time
Since I held anybody, since I loved anyone.
 
Ah, don't you know, I've been on my own
But I'm coming home.
And I'd like you to be there,
I feel a little cold in the air,
And you're not anywhere.
You're just another face, I used to know.
But there is still a chance to hold on to our love,
Cause I gave you everything, everything I had.

It's been a long, been a long long time
Since I held anybody, since I loved anyone.

Abacab....not that's an album I've not heard in a long time...a long time

I feel a listen coming on soon :heart:
 
Birdie in the hand for life's rich demand
The insurgency began and you missed it
I looked for it and I found it
Miles Standish proud, congratulate me
A philanderer's tie, a murderer's shoe
Life's rich demand creates supply in the hand
Of the powers, the only vote that matters
 
Daddy's just like Coltrane
Baby's just like Miles
The lady is just like heaven
When she smiles
The lady wants to know
She wants to know the reason
Got to know the reason why
This man has got to go
This man is always leaving
How he hates to say goodbye
But what she doesn't know
Is there really is no reason
Really is no reason why
 
Kidnapped!
I was kidnapped.
I dreamed I was kidnapped.
By a guy with a moustache
And a chick with an eyepatch
Who thought they could trade me back
For some quick cash.
But when they relayed the bargain
My family said,
"we'll pay half that"
the haggling went on for days,
The days went on for weeks
And weeks for years.
Riding in the trunk was never fun
But soon I plum ran out of tears.
They camped us in the woods
We cooked canned goods
They never threatened me with pain.
They treated cops politely
Driving nightly
Always using coded names.
So if slowly I could trust them
Dare I say it even love them
Who's to blame.
I learned my alphabet
And letterset while setting up
My latest ransom note.
They got me correspondence classes,
Got me glasses,
Gave me dropcloths in the cold.
My fondest memories
Are from my hostage crises
I know it's strange.
Although we got so close
You know they never even
Told me their real names.
 
pictures steal our memories
turn our minds to salt
history is written to say it wasn't our fault, wasn't our fault
send us all your love and kisses
come and join the dream that never ends
god will grant us all our wishes
martinis and bikinis for our friends
 
Well, I get so mad when I draw my pay and all my money's spent,

I called up the White House and told the Pres-E-Dent:

"If you don't cut out this income tax, you ain't no friend of mine."

He said, "I'll speak to Billy's mule. He's on the other line."
 
Well, I get so mad when I draw my pay and all my money's spent,

I called up the White House and told the Pres-E-Dent:

"If you don't cut out this income tax, you ain't no friend of mine."

He said, "I'll speak to Billy's mule. He's on the other line."

Very apt for these times we're in.

The death of expertise, especially respect for science and knowledge generally, is one of the hallmarks of our current era. It's rooted in a strong current of anti-intellectualism that's part of our country's culture, but these days it's being stoked for political gain.

One form it takes is lack of respect for and even resentment of education. I think this is mostly a white, Southern phenomenon that arose in South Carolina and spread first to the rest of the South and more recently to the so-called red parts of the country. (See this 2012 Alternet story that describes "how deeply undemocratic the Southern aristocracy was...how these elites have always feared and opposed universal literacy, public schools and libraries, and a free press" and how it was first the case in South Carolina.)

This fear of learning is key in evangelical Christianity, where the only thing that needs to be known is the Bible and particular pastors' interpretations of it. Schools aren't meant to teach critical thinking; God forbid (literally).

 
Very apt for these times we're in.

The death of expertise, especially respect for science and knowledge generally, is one of the hallmarks of our current era. It's rooted in a strong current of anti-intellectualism that's part of our country's culture, but these days it's being stoked for political gain.

One form it takes is lack of respect for and even resentment of education. I think this is mostly a white, Southern phenomenon that arose in South Carolina and spread first to the rest of the South and more recently to the so-called red parts of the country. (See this 2012 Alternet story that describes "how deeply undemocratic the Southern aristocracy was...how these elites have always feared and opposed universal literacy, public schools and libraries, and a free press" and how it was first the case in South Carolina.)

This fear of learning is key in evangelical Christianity, where the only thing that needs to be known is the Bible and particular pastors' interpretations of it. Schools aren't meant to teach critical thinking; God forbid (literally).

I should have figured you would catch my drift, Axo. :judge:
 
Have you ever seen an idealist
With gray hairs on his head?
Or successful men that keep in touch
With unsuccessful friends?
You only think you do
I could have sworn I saw it, too
But as it turns out
It was just a clever ad for cigarettes
 
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