Ten of Pentacles - Linder's Version: There's Something About It

There's Something About It

This is replaying all day and night in my head and there's a message for me in it, but I haven't deciphered which line is affecting me now. Any suggestions?



	here on the stage the time has come with the strains of "be my angel" of rock in two four time may keep alive that old swan song that we've been playing forever till the time may be right to say goodbye my voice is aching, i'm tongue tired and the sounds we are making are so uninspired goodnight song, played so wrong blame the crowd, they scream so loud, so long get some honesty take the best of me and then the rest let go in every situation with its tireless rage step outside your cage and let the real fool show i should have stayed round to break the ice i thought about it once or twice but nothing ever changes unless there's some pain and our... goodnight song, played so wrong blame the crowd, they scream so loud, so long goodnight song, played so wrong blame the crowd, they scream so loud, so long

Posted by lindikins @ 1:20 AM

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I'd tell you but then I'd have to kill you.

:)

Seriously - you know what it means already.

Heather, at 12:55 PM

well? :)

Heather, at 1:15 PM

KILL ME!!

Honestly, I'm so brain dead that I can't even think. Then again, I didn't sing Shout as an encore, so I can't really blame the crowd? Or maybe blame the idiots who want me to do what I no longer enjoy doing?

I have a tendency to latch onto things in life and not really knowing why! I just do it. There you go, a true Nike ad.

Back to bed...

lindikins, at 5:59 PM

safe as the ocean, shine like a motorcar...

Heather, at 1:57 PM

Here is the place where the total mind dump takes no form or shape. Call it Verbal cubism!

Monday, October 24, 2005

There's Something About It

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