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Post by mylungswereaching on May 9, 2022 14:28:55 GMT -5
What do you get for pretending the danger's not real Meek and obedient you follow the leader Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel
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Post by sol-survivor on May 9, 2022 16:09:57 GMT -5
And the night followed day And the story tellers say That the score brave souls inside For many a lonely day sailed across the milky seas Never looked back, never feared, never cried
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Post by mylungswereaching on May 9, 2022 18:27:37 GMT -5
What a surprise A look of terminal shock in your eyes Now things are really what they seem No, this is no bad dream
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Post by sol-survivor on May 9, 2022 19:57:30 GMT -5
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away? Don't you hear me calling you? Write your letters in the sand For the day I take your hand In the land that our grandchildren knew
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Post by mylungswereaching on May 9, 2022 20:14:45 GMT -5
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want He makes me down to lie Through pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by With bright knives he releaseth my soul
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Post by sol-survivor on May 9, 2022 22:15:24 GMT -5
In the year of '39 came a ship in from the blue The volunteers came home that day And they bring good news of a world so newly born Though their hearts so heavily weigh
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Post by mylungswereaching on May 9, 2022 22:49:30 GMT -5
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places He converteth me to lamb cutlets
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Post by sol-survivor on May 10, 2022 18:55:54 GMT -5
For the earth is old and grey, little darling wellaway But my love this cannot be For so many years have gone though I'm older but a year Your mother's eyes from your eyes cry to me
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Post by mylungswereaching on May 10, 2022 20:49:07 GMT -5
For lo, he hath great power and great hunger When cometh the day we lowly ones Through quiet reflection and great dedication Master the art of karate Lo, we shall rise up And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water
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Post by sol-survivor on May 10, 2022 22:50:17 GMT -5
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away? Don't you hear me calling you? Write your letters in the sand For the day I take your hand In the land that our grandchildren knew
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Post by mylungswereaching on May 11, 2022 19:02:03 GMT -5
So ya thought ya might like to go to the show To feel the warm thrill of confusion That space cadet glow
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Post by sol-survivor on May 12, 2022 7:27:00 GMT -5
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away? Don't you hear me calling you? All your letters in the sand cannot heal me like your hand
For my life Still ahead Pity me
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Post by mylungswereaching on May 12, 2022 8:34:38 GMT -5
Tell me is something eluding you sunshine? Is this not what you expected to see?
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Post by sol-survivor on May 12, 2022 17:43:01 GMT -5
Happy little day, Jimmy went away Met his little Jenny on a public holiday
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Post by mylungswereaching on May 12, 2022 18:52:53 GMT -5
If you want to find out what's behind these cold eyes You'll just have to claw your way through this disguise
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