"Outside of a dog, a book is probably man’s best friend, and inside of a dog, it’s too dark to read." Groucho Marx
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Sing, sing a song
The hours grow shorter as the days go by
You never get to stop and open your eyes
One day you're waiting for the sky to fall
The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all
When you're lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
These fragile bodies of touch and taste
This fragrant skin -- this hair like lace
Spirits open to the thrust of grace
Never a breath you can afford to waste
When you're lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
When you're lovers in a dangerous time
Sometimes you're made to feel as if your love's a crime
--But nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight --
Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight
When you're lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
And we're lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time.
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The Barenaked Ladies
This cover contains some words I find myself referring to often
"Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight, Got to kick at the darkness til it bleeds daylight."
Keep kickin!
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5 comments:
kicking and screaming here. thanks
Also kicking and screaming here all one eyed and blind over here......
I used my forehead sometimes.
I knew that I could count on you to post some decent hind quarters, Logo. That'll do.
Alright Grunt, I will post under here, but they are coming off tonight.
:-p
I am only doing this for you and Crystal.
Hope you will both feel better about your hind ends.
You better wait 'till she can see it, Logo. I think Crystal takes the weekends off from blogland.
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