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I just wanted to note that my 500th post was the 100th reply and 400th view on a thread. (Funny how we sometimes notice these things...)

 

And, my 501st post is the 1st reply and 1st view on a thread, but that's not nearly as interesting.

 

Anyway, to make good use of this thread that I'm creating, I may as well implement an idea I had.

 

* plucks an idea out of the air around her head and plops it into the post *

 

Anyone up for a game whereby we recite lyrics from fairly popular (not necessarily current, just something most of us would recognize if we heard it) songs, and see who can figure out which song it comes from?

 

Of course, anyone can look it up on the 'net, but how many can recognize the words without looking?

 

Standing on the waters casting your bread

While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing.

Distant ships sailing into the mist,

You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing.

Freedom just around the corner for you

But with the truth so far off, what good will it do?http://www.bobdylan.com/songs/jokerman.html' target='_blank'>

Posted

Well, hrmm. try this one..

 

 

Into the distance, a ribbon of black

stretched to the point of no turning back

a flight of fancy on a wind swept field

standing alone my sense reeled

a fatal attraction holding me fast, how

can I escape this irresistible grasp?

can't keep my eyes from the circling sky

tongue-tied & twisted just an earthbound misfit, I

ice is forming on the tips of my wings

unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything

no navigator to guide my way home

unladened, empty and turned to stone

Posted

Does that mean I do one? MuaHahahahaha!

 

While prolly not so well known this is from a very well known band.

 

 

 

Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream,

It is not dying, it is not dying.

Lay down al thoughts, surrender to the void,

It is shining, it is shining.

Yet you may see the meaning of within

It is being, it is being.

Love is all and love is everyone

It is knowing, it is knowing.

And ignorance and hate mourn the dead

It is believing, it is believing.

But listen to the color of your dreams

It is not leaving, it is not leaving.

So play the game "Existence" to the end

Of the beginning, of the beginning

Posted

Beatles "Tomorrow Never Knows". For someone who loves the Beatles as I do, that's a gimme. :)

 

Linking to the words "shining" in yours, I present this verse in the chain of lyrics.

 

Downstairs the big old house is mine

Upstairs where the stars still laugh and they shine

Downstairs where the big old house is mine

Outside where the stars still laugh and

Stars still laugh and shine

And the stars still laugh and cry and shine

And the stars still laugh and cry and shine

And the stars still laugh and shine and shine

Posted

It looks like that one even includes the chorus, and still no one has gotten it...

 

I think Peredhil has probably beaten my record for longest time now. Any hints?

Posted

Stevie Nicks' Blue Lamp. Most commonly heard on the soundtrack to the original Heavy Metal movie.

 

Do you have a song for us, Mira, or should I go again... ;)

Posted

Oh, I got one.

 

The night sets softly

With the hush of falling leaves,

Casting shivering shadows

On the houses through the trees,

And the light from a street lamp

Paints a pattern on my wall,

Like the pieces of a puzzle

Or a child's uneven scrawl.

 

Up a narrow flight of stairs

In a narrow little room,

As I lie upon my bed

In the early evening gloom.

Impaled on my wall

My eyes can dimly see

The pattern of my life

And the puzzle that is me.

 

From the moment of my birth

To the instant of my death,

There are patterns I must follow

Just as I must breathe each breath.

Like a rat in a maze

The path before me lies,

And the pattern never alters

Until the rat dies.

 

And the pattern still remains

On the wall where darkness fell,

And it's fitting that it should,

For in darkness I must dwell.

Like the color of my skin,

Or the day that I grow old,

My life is made of patterns

That can scarcely be controlled.

Thats the whole song.

Posted

Peredhil, have you heard any of the songs off The Paul Simon Songbook that he recorded after their first album, Wednesday Morning 3 A.M., but before The Sounds of Silence? Those are, in my opinion, some of the best arrangements of his songs ever recorded. And by the way, good job Regel, I suppose it is your turn.

Posted

That's Scarborough Fair? Smacks himself.

I thought it was "Patterns", but yes, definitely has that Paul Simon air. Too many years since I've listened to it I guess.

 

Mira - no I haven't heard anything from the PS Songbook. You've given me something else to which to look forward. :)

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My apologize. The song is Patterns, which happens to be off of the "Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme" album, the same album on which Scarborough Fair/Canticle appears. I assumed that Regel's comments showed that he knew the correct answer, but was merely hinting at it in a round-about way.

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