Why is it that no matter how long or short the line, you always feel better when there is someone behind you?
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Contented
Friday, October 15, 2010
SING!!
La, la la la la . . .
Sing, sing a song,
Sing out loud, sing out strong,
Sing of the good things, not bad,
Sing of the happy, not sad . . .
Sing, sing a song,
Make it simple, to last your whole life long,
Don't worry that it's not good enough,
For anyone else to hear,
Just sing, sing a song . . .
La, la la la la . . .
Sing, sing a song,
Sing out loud, sing out strong,
Sing of good things, not bad,
Sing of happy, not sad . . .
Sing, sing a song,
Make it simple, to last your whole life long,
Don't worry that it's not good enough,
For anyone else to hear,
Just, sing, sing a song . . .
La, la la la la . . .
Words and Music by Joe Raposo , 1972
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Melancholy
Talking to myself and feeling old
Walking around some kind of lonely clown
Sometimes I'd like to quit
Nothing ever seems to fit
Hangin' around, nothing to do but frown
Rainy days and mondays always get me down
What I've got they used to call the blues
Nothing is really wrong
Feeling like I don't belong
Walking around some kind of lonely clown
Rainy days and mondays always get me down
(if i knew why i felt this way, would that make me feel better?)
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