The longest thread ever

[No_Nickname]

What's with the longer posts

[McCoy]

Originally Posted by No_Nickname

What's with the longer posts

You'll understand it if you reach a higher enlightment...

[No_Nickname]

What higher enlightenment?

[McCoy]

You'll know when you get there.

[kentek]

Ohmmmm, ohmmmm. It's all about Money, dude. It's Us and Them.

Marigolds are very much in love, but he doesn't mind
Picking up his sister, he makes his way into the seas or land
All the way she smiles
She goes up while he goes down, down
Sits on a stick in the river
Laughter in his sleep
Sister's throwing stones, hoping for a hit
He doesn't know so then
She goes up while he goes down, down
Another time, another day
A brother's way to leave
Another time, another day

She'll be selling plastic flowers on a Sunday afternoon

Picking up weeds, she hasn't got the time to care
All can see he's not there
She grows up for another man, and he's down
Another time, another day
A brother's way to leave
Another time, another day
Another time, another day
A brother's way to leave

[cyberia]

Ken, are you like trippin'?

[kentek]

Oh, wow, man. Look at all the purty colors...

[Commander Waffle]

Originally Posted by kentek

Oh, wow, man. Look at all the purty colors...

Just cuz Hendrix took LSD..doesn't mean you should too.. it will not make you play the guitar better...

[McCoy]

You shout in your sleep.
Perhaps the price is just too stepp.
Is your conscience at rest if once put to the test?
You awake with a start to just the beating of your heart.
Just one man beneath the sky,
Just two ears, just two eyes.
You set sail across the sea of longpast thoughts and memories.
Childhood's end,
Your fantasies merge with harsh realities.
And then as the sail is hoist,
You find your eyes are growing moist.
All the fears never voiced say you have to make your final choice.
Who are you and who am I to say we know the reason why?
Some are born;
Some men die beneath one infinite sky.
There'll be war, there'll be peace.
But everything one day will cease.
All the iron turned to rust;
All the proud men turned to dust.
And so all things, time will mend.
So this song will end.

[Tom Houlihan]

Originally Posted by McCoy

You'll know when you get there.

Is that like upstairs at the library?