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  1. Fuck you. I copyright that phrase. What part of it btw? Now you have me wondering. I actually dont care that much. Just give me credit.
  2. Originally posted by wtshnnfb01Your lucky you dont know me in real life. Usually by know I either have garbbed some kind of bludgeon weapon, or pulled a knife. Its nice to know I'm not the only asshole on here.

    Originally posted by wtshnnfb01Fuck you. I copyright that phrase. What part of it btw? Now you have me wondering. I actually dont care that much. Just give me credit.


    Calm down Aaron. It's just some light-hearted banter. No need to get overtly aggressive.

    BTT

    I hope Drew chooses 'If You Wear That Velvet Dress'
  3. Originally posted by wtshnnfb01Fuck you. I copyright that phrase. What part of it btw? Now you have me wondering. I actually dont care that much. Just give me credit.


    Hm, fuck me? Why would I?

    To answer your question: The whole thing. That flowery language and grammatical arrangement make it another masterpiece in the history of american literature.

    And it shows your brainpower...
  4. I realize this. Mostely I'm just messin around.
  5. Originally posted by djrlewis[..]
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    Calm down Aaron. It's just some light-hearted banter. No need to get overtly aggressive.

    BTT

    I hope Drew chooses 'If You Wear That Velvet Dress'


    Oh thank God...Dan I thought you'd never show up!!
    Aren't you gonna "rejuvenate" this round table as well...it really could use a hand!!
  6. No need for agressive discussions here, Yeah and wtshnnfb01..Joking and sarcastic posts are allright, I think, but don't take it all too serious or just quit.
  7. serious shit in here lighten up fellas
  8. No more Pop! I'd like to choose A Sort of Homecoming.
  9. Originally posted by drewhigginsNo more Pop! I'd like to choose A Sort of Homecoming.


    Here we go then...

    A Sort Of Homecoming:


    And you know it's time to go
    Through the sleet and driving snow
    Across the fields of mourning
    Light in the distance

    And you hunger for the time
    Time to heal, desire, time
    And your earth moves beneath
    Your own dream landscape

    Oh, oh, oh
    On borderland we run

    I'll be there
    I'll be there
    Tonight
    A high road
    A high road out from here

    The city walls are all come down
    The dust, a smoke screen all around
    See faces ploughed like fields that once
    Gave no resistance

    And we live by the side of the road
    On the side of a hill
    As the valley explode
    Dislocated, suffocated
    The land grows weary of its own

    Oh some away, oh come away, oh come
    Oh come away, you say
    Oh come away, oh come away, oh come
    Oh come away, you say

    Oh, oh, oh
    On borderland we run
    And still we run
    We run and don't look back
    I'll be there
    I'll be there
    Tonight
    Tonight

    I'll be there tonight... I believe
    I'll be there... somehow
    I'll, I'll be there... tonight
    Tonight

    Oh come away, and say you say, oh come
    Oh come away, you say

    The wind will crack in winter time
    This bomb-blast lightning waltz
    No spoken words, just a scream

    Tonight we'll build a bridge
    Across the sea and land
    See the sky, the burning rain
    She will die and live again
    Tonight

    And your heart beats so slow
    Through the rain and fallen snow
    Across the fields of mourning
    Lights in the distance

    Oh don't sorrow, no don't weep
    For tonight, at last
    I am coming home
    I am coming home

    Waiting for your reviews! Post before Tuesday, anyone can post!
  10. Great, I'll post mine too this week
  11. bump?

    I really haven't been able to get my thoughts together on this one! Any ideas Lady G, yeah, Drew, Casper...anyone?!


  12. Heres my take on it,

    A Sort Of Homecoming:


    And you know it's time to go
    Through the sleet and driving snow
    Across the fields of mourning
    Light in the distance


    The first verse describes someone trying to find there way home. Its hard because its snowing (which I think is a metaphor) but they can tell were there going by seeing the lights ahead.

    And you hunger for the time
    Time to heal, desire, time
    And your earth moves beneath
    Your own dream landscape

    The person left there home on bad terms and hopes to make it up somehow. They start daydreaming about what will hapen.

    Oh, oh, oh
    On borderland we run

    I have no idea what this is supposed to mean.

    I'll be there
    I'll be there
    Tonight
    A high road
    A high road out from here

    There meeting up with an old friend who even though they are estranged and haven't seen each other in years will be there.

    The city walls are all come down
    The dust, a smoke screen all around
    See faces ploughed like fields that once
    Gave no resistance

    Long story short, the person made the mistake of tryin to fix the past the same time a war broke out. The city is under bombardment.

    And we live by the side of the road
    On the side of a hill
    As the valley explode
    Dislocated, suffocated
    The land grows weary of its own

    This verse seems to describe the refugees leaving the city as it is bombarded.

    Oh some away, oh come away, oh come
    Oh come away, you say
    Oh come away, oh come away, oh come
    Oh come away, you say

    Once again I dont know what this is about.

    Oh, oh, oh
    On borderland we run
    And still we run
    We run and don't look back
    I'll be there
    I'll be there
    Tonight
    Tonight

    The person heading home and there friend decide to get the hell out of dodge.

    I'll be there tonight... I believe
    I'll be there... somehow
    I'll, I'll be there... tonight
    Tonight

    One of them gets fatally injured.

    Oh come away, and say you say, oh come
    Oh come away, you say

    ?

    The wind will crack in winter time
    This bomb-blast lightning waltz
    No spoken words, just a scream

    As the bombardment continues the injured one succumbs to her injurys.

    Tonight we'll build a bridge
    Across the sea and land
    See the sky, the burning rain
    She will die and live again
    Tonight

    She has died but, she lives on in heaven as well as the memorys of those who knew her.

    And your heart beats so slow
    Through the rain and fallen snow
    Across the fields of mourning
    Lights in the distance

    Her friend continues without her, through the blizzard till he finds another city, or maybe a refugee camp.

    Oh don't sorrow, no don't weep
    For tonight, at last
    I am coming home
    I am coming home

    He decides to live on as she is in the kingdom of heaven and they got to reconcile before she died.

    Feel free to disect it more than this. Just my 2 cents.
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