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Mon Nov-20-06 12:00 AM
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Believed that they were meant to live after the deluge |
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hXI9kAVOYaI BEFORE THE DELUGE
Some of them were dreamers And some of them were fools Who were making plans and thinking of the future With the energy of the innocent They were gathering the tools They would need to make their journey back to nature While the sand slipped through the opening And their hands reached for the golden ring With their hearts they turned to each other's heart for refuge In the troubled years that came before the deluge
Some of them knew pleasure And some of them knew pain And for some of them it was only the moment that mattered And on the brave and crazy wings of youth They went flying around in the rain And their feathers, once so fine, grew torn and tattered And in the end they traded their tired wings For the resignation that living brings And exchanged love's bright and fragile glow For the glitter and the rouge And in a moment they were swept before the deluge
Now let the music keep our spirits high And let the buildings keep our children dry Let creation reveal its secrets by and by By and by-- When the light that's lost within us reaches the sky
Some of them were angry At the way the earth was abused By the men who learned how to forge her beauty into power And they struggled to protect her from them Only to be confused By the magnitude of the fury in the final hour And when the sand was gone and the time arrived In the naked dawn only a few survived And in attempts to understand a thing so simple and so huge Believed that they were meant to live after the deluge
Now let the music keep our spirits high And let the buildings keep our children dry Let creation reveal its secrets by and by By and by-- When the light that's lost within us reaches the skyJackson Browne Believed that they were meant to live after the deluge
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Mon Nov-20-06 12:13 AM
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Mon Nov-20-06 12:33 AM
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2. Beautiful, extremely beautiful, but let me ask a dumb question |
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Mon Nov-20-06 01:06 AM
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3. And in attempts to understand a thing so simple and so huge |
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with their hearts they turned to each other's heart for refuge
Some of them were angry At the way the earth was abused By the men who learned how to forge her beauty into power
In the naked dawn only a few survived Believed that they were meant to live after the deluge
Tonight it is about the hearts of the people here at DU, the war criminals, and the strenght to survive
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Mon Nov-20-06 02:28 PM
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4. Ahhh.... Thanks. I love Jackson Browne. He is the most underrated songwriter I know. |
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Mon Nov-20-06 03:53 PM
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OqHWLDnjRrsOut here nothin' changes, not in a hurry anyway You feel the endlessness with the comin' of the light o' day We're talkin' about a chosen place You wouldn't sell it in a marketplace, well Well just a minute now
Standing on solid rock Standing on sacred ground Living o-on borrowed ti-i-i-ime And the winds of change are blowin' down the line Right down the line
Round about the dawn o' time, When dreamin' all began A croud o' people came Well they were looking for their promised land Were running from the heart of darkness Searching for the heart o' light Well it was their paradise
But they were standin' on - solid rock Standing o-on sacred grou-ound Living o-on borrowed ti-i-i-ime And the winds of change were blowing cold that night Oh
They were standin' on the shore one day, Saw the white sails in the sun Wasn't long before they felt the sting, white man, white law, white gun Don't tell me that it's justified, 'cause somewhere, someone lied Yeah well someone lied, someone lied, genocide Well someone lied, oh, ahh
And now you're standing on - solid rock Standing o-on a sacred grou-ound Living o-on borrowed ti-i-i-ime And the winds of change are blowin' down the li-ine
Solid rock, Standing on sacred ground Living o-on borrowed ti-i-i-ime And the winds of change are blowing down the line Solid rock, Standing o-on sacred grou-ound Living o-on borrowed ti-i-i-ime And the winds of change are blowing down the line Oh-oh-oh no, NO-O
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