...and when it gets to raining

[Bacchus]

Sometimes when you walkin?
See you walkin? through;
I can see the question
Hidden in your frown..

Its like talking to yourself,
When it gets to raining
When the pain gets down
Deep down in your soul

Some say this is nothing
Nothing but the ending,
In the same old story book
Like the one your father reads

Let me tell you something,
Just in case you wondered;

You see these records here?
These battered pages torn?
I?ve left them there,
Scattered leaves

Not to please the porter,
Nor the old man down the hall,
Not because you asked;
If you ever tried,

Noh,
There really is no reason;

the chimes did ring,
the wolves did howl
and the wine was spilled,

Yeah,
I heard the callin?

 

[Salome]

this one both makes me laugh and go silent


very, very nice

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Salome
Shake it, shake it, shake it

 

[BabyGrace]

Its like talking to yourself,
When it gets to raining
When the pain gets down
Deep down in your soul

Bacchus is back

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but for the grace of love I'd will the meaning of heaven from above...

 

[Bonochick]

I like this...I can't really explain it... it's good...very good...

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"I don't know you,
But you don't know the half of it..."

[This message has been edited by Bonochick (edited 11-04-2001).]

 

[Bacchus]

Thank you all for your kind words, its been a while. This one, well, as you've prolly guessed, was written in under five minutes...

Noh, i can't really explain it either