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The First One Hundred Days

"Farewell, Farewell"
Richard Thompson & Sandy Denny

farewell, farewell to you who'd hear
you lonely travelers all
the cold north winds will blow again
the winding road does call

and will you never return to see
your bruised and beaten sons?
oh, I would, I would, if welcome I were
for they loathe me, every one

and will you never cut the cloth
nor drink the light to be
and can you never swear a year
to anyone but he?

no, I will never cut the cloth
nor drink the light to be
but I'll swear a year to he who lies
asleep alongside of me

farewell, farewell to you who'd hear
you lonely travelers all
the cold north winds will blow again
the winding road does call

*

"She Just Wants To Be"
R.E.M.

it's not that she walked away,
her world got smaller
all the usual places, the same destinations,
only something's changed

it's not that she wasn't rewarded
with pomegranate afternoons
of Mingus, Chet Baker and chess
it's not stampeding fortune,
or prim affectations.
she's off on her own, but she knows

now is greater than the whole of the past
is greater, and now she knows

she just wants to be somewhere
she just wants to be

it's not that the transparency
of her earlier incarnations
now looked back on, weren't rich
and loaded with beautiful vulnerability
but now she knows

now is greater
and she knows that

she just wants to be somewhere
she just wants to be

it's not like if angels
could truly look down
stir up all the trappings
and light on the ground
remind us of what, when, why or who
that how's up to us, me and you

and now is greater than the whole of the past
is greater, and she knows that.
now she knows.

*

"Daylight Fading"
Counting Crows

waiting for the moon to come and light me up inside
I am waiting for the telephone to tell me I'm alive
well, I heard you let somebody get their fingers into you
it's getting cold in California; I guess I'll be leaving too

daylight fading, come and waste another year
all the anger and the eloquence are bleeding into fear
moonlight creeping around the corners of our lawn
when we see the early signs of daylight fading
we leave just before it's gone

she said, "everybody loves you," she said, "everybody cares"
but all the things I keep inside my head, they vanish in the air
if you tell me that you'll wait for me, I'll say I won't be here
I want to say goodbye to you, goodbye to all my friends
goodbye to everyone I know

daylight fading, come and waste another year
all the anger and the eloquence are bleeding into fear
moonlight creeping around the corners of our lawn
when we see the early signs of daylight fading
we leave just before it's gone

*

"Moments of Pleasure"
Kate Bush

some moments that I've had
some moments of pleasure

I think about us lying
lying on a beach somewhere
I think about us diving
diving off a rock into another moment

the case of George the White
oh, God, I can't stop laughing
this sense of humor of mine, it isn't funny at all
but we'll sit up all night talking about it
just being alive, it can really hurt
and these moments given are a gift from time

on a balcony in New York
it's just started to snow
he meets us at the lift like Douglas Fairbanks
waving his walking stick
but he isn't well at all
the buildings of New York
look just like mountains through the snow

just being alive, it can really hurt
and these moments given are a gift from time
just let us try to give these moments back
to the ones we love, to those who will survive

and I can hear my mother saying
"every old sock meets an old shoe"
ain't that a great saying?
"every old sock meets an old shoe"
here come the heels of time

hey there, Mama
hey there, Bubba, dancin' down the aisle of a plane
the sound of playing his guitar, refrain
hey there, Daddy, spinning in the chair at Abbey Road
hey there, Michael, do you really love me?
hey there, Bill, would you turn the lights off?

*

"Set The Twilight Reeling"
Lou Reed

take me for what I am: a star newly emerging
long simmering, explodes
inside, the self is reeling
in the pocket of the heart, in the rushing of the blood
in the muscle of my sex, in the mindful, mindless love
I accept the newfound man, and set the twilight reeling.

at five a.m., the moon and sun sit, sad before my window
light glances off the blue glasses we set
right before the window
and you, who accept in your soul and your head
what was misunderstood, what was thought of with dread
a new self is born, and the other self dead
accept the newfound man, and set the twilight reeling.

a soul singer stands on the stage,
the spotlight shows him sweating
he sinks to one knee, seems to cry.
the horns are unrelenting.
but as the drums beat he finds himself growing hard
in the microphone's face, he sees her face glowing large
and the swelling crescendo no longer retards.
he accepts the newfound man, and sets the twilight reeling.

as the twilight sunburst gleams
as this lonely old moon, it sets
as I lose all my regrets
I set the twilight reeling

I accept the newfound man, and set the twilight reeling.

*

"Troubled Times"
Fountains Of Wayne

when you think you found something worth holding on to
were you reaching for attention, hoping she would notice you?
collecting bottles and thrown-away cans
like she was returnable, one day would refill your hands--
how she loved you, all you imagined
fit so well into your plans

maybe one day soon it'll all come out,
how you dream about each other sometimes
with a memory of how you once gave up,
but you made it through the troubled times

pining away every hour in your moon
rolling with the motion, waiting 'til it's opportune
sitting there watching time fly past you
why do tomorrow what you could never do?
how she loved you, all you imagined
all the shit you put her through

maybe one day soon it'll all come out,
how you dream about each other sometimes
with a memory of how you once gave up,
but you made it through the troubled times

and it takes a lot of nerve just to ask how she's doing
start with a weak foundation, you will end in ruins
the way the days and hours pass, you never understand
falling like rain through your hands...

maybe one day soon it'll all come out,
how you dream about each other sometimes
with a memory of how you once gave up,
but you made it through the troubled times

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