combing the late night for a jam tag
- judih
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combing the late night for a jam tag
if i put it out there
i mean really out
will you knock in a line with me?
show me a spark
come on, girl,
hit the high notes
bring on the bass
croon in the wild web wilderness
i think i hear a tune
i mean really out
will you knock in a line with me?
show me a spark
come on, girl,
hit the high notes
bring on the bass
croon in the wild web wilderness
i think i hear a tune
- stilltrucking
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no body here but us chickens I guess(suppose)
sister sister where art thou
judih is calling
sister sister where art thou
judih is calling
Last edited by stilltrucking on November 12th, 2009, 5:20 am, edited 1 time in total.
looking for a spark
a flint stone, a match
something to light my fire
a burning desire, a ember of hope
just an idea smoldering
in a damp bush pile of stones
looking for that gasoline
that extinct dinosaur of an engine
to stoke my flames
to send me higher
than my bonfire of vanities
looking for the love light
looking for the spirit of burning desire
looking far inside to the essential
the flame of my creativity
waiting for the winds to fan the fire
a flint stone, a match
something to light my fire
a burning desire, a ember of hope
just an idea smoldering
in a damp bush pile of stones
looking for that gasoline
that extinct dinosaur of an engine
to stoke my flames
to send me higher
than my bonfire of vanities
looking for the love light
looking for the spirit of burning desire
looking far inside to the essential
the flame of my creativity
waiting for the winds to fan the fire
Freedom's just another word...
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"go towards the light"
on my epitaph she wrote
feeling my way, third eyed
in this darkness
broken bodied, stepping on the bones
of our histories
mysteries unfolding
light as a feather, I free my self satisfied ego
generated generator of generations
sitting in the light of this new day
i see beyond the clouds, the silver lining beckons
somewhere out there, a rainbow arches its back
a pot of shining golden dreams and schemes
inspiration in a rainstorm of tragedy
you live, you die, you are, you are not
yining and yanging along the trail
a lantern of hope in the distance
respite from the climb, the seekers still seeking
a path without ruts is not my path
a climb on the easy road not the way
strive for the light, seek the light
for the view from the top is magnificent
I will carry your burden
I will lend you a hand
I will love what you create
I will be a creator
I will light the way with you shining at my side
on my epitaph she wrote
feeling my way, third eyed
in this darkness
broken bodied, stepping on the bones
of our histories
mysteries unfolding
light as a feather, I free my self satisfied ego
generated generator of generations
sitting in the light of this new day
i see beyond the clouds, the silver lining beckons
somewhere out there, a rainbow arches its back
a pot of shining golden dreams and schemes
inspiration in a rainstorm of tragedy
you live, you die, you are, you are not
yining and yanging along the trail
a lantern of hope in the distance
respite from the climb, the seekers still seeking
a path without ruts is not my path
a climb on the easy road not the way
strive for the light, seek the light
for the view from the top is magnificent
I will carry your burden
I will lend you a hand
I will love what you create
I will be a creator
I will light the way with you shining at my side
Freedom's just another word...
http://soozen.livejournal.com/
http://soozen.livejournal.com/
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