Here's another fav.

This romeo is bleeding
But you can't see his blood
It's nothing but some feelings
That this old dog kicked up

It's been raining since you left me
Now I'm drowning in the flood
You see I've always been a fighter
But without you I give up

Now I can't sing a love song
Like the way it's meant to be
Well, I guess I'm not that good anymore
But baby, that's just me

Keila's was Rush (2112 - Tears)....I'm listening to it now...Great Choice Keila!!!!

every year is getting shorter...
never seem to find the time....
plans that either come to naught....
or half a page of scribbled lines....

hanging, clawing quiet desperation is the english way....
the time is come...
the song is over...
thought I'd something more to say....

home, home again....
i like to be here when I can....
and when I come home cold and tired....
it's good to warm my bones beside the fire...

and far away across the fields....
the tolling of the iron bell....
calls the faithful to their knees...
to hear the softly spoken magic spell.....

Time - Pink Floyd

As I did walk by Hampstead Fair
I came upon Mother Goose so I turned her loose
she was screaming.
And a foreign student said to me
was it really true there are elephants and lions too
in Piccadilly Circus?

Walked down by the bathing pond
to try and catch some sun.
Saw at least a hundred schoolgirls sobbing
into hankerchiefs as one.
I don't believe they knew
I was a schoolboy.

And a bearded lady said to me
if you start your raving and your misbehaving
you'll be sorry.
Then the chicken-fancier came to play
with his long red beard (and his sister's weird:
she drives a lorry).

Laughed down by the putting green
I popped `em in their holes.
Four and twenty labourers were labouring
digging up their gold.
I don't believe they knew
that I was Long John Silver.

Saw Johnny Scarecrow make his rounds
in his jet-black mac (which he won't give back)
stole it from a snow man.

guess

*Kim*

Something I wrote years ago
on a beach in Spain

I drowned today at the sea
In the waves that were marching in
With thoughts about being free
And the peace I felt within.

I drowned in my thoughts about
Memories that have passed away
Just like the rocks firm and stout
My memories are here to stay.

I drowned in dreams which
Somehow have even come true
The seagulls above with their high pitch
Gave me a sign what I must do.

I drowned in my love which is
Vast and immense as the sea
With so much love to give as this
Who will at last return it to me?

I drowned in my new tears
As fresh and salty as the sea
With thoughts, dreams, and love that no one hears
I know now why drowning must be.

I drowned with the round sun
Drying my continuing tears for me
Turning away, and the day is done
I'll never forget drowning at the sea.

Kimbabe, that is Jethro Tull from "Aqualung", the song is 'Mother Goose'...

Try to guess this.. Year was 1976 and I like this group even though they are older than I am

I looked out this morning and the sun was gone
Turned on some music to start my day
I lost myself in a familiar song
I closed my eyes and I slipped away


It's more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)
I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)
'till I see Marianne walk away
I see my Marianne walkin' away


So many people have come and gone
Their faces fade as the years go by
Yet I still recall as I wander on
as clear as the sun in the summer sky


It's more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)
I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)
'till I see Marianne walk away
I see my Marianne walkin' away


When I'm tired and thinking cold
I hide in my music, forget the day
and dream of a girl I used to know
I closed my eyes and she slipped away
She slipped awa y. She slipped away.

It's more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)
I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)
'till I see Marianne walk away
I see my Marianne walkin' away

Hush now don't you cry
Wipe away the teardrop from your eye
You're lying safe in bed
It was all a bad dream spinning in your head
Your mind tricked you to feel the pain
Of someone close to you leaving the game of life
So here it is another chance
Wide awake you face the day
Your dream is over or has it just begun

There's a place I like to hide
A doorway that I run through in the night
Relax child, you were there
But only didn't realize and you were scared
It's a place where you will learn
To face your fears retrace the years
And ride the whims of your mind
Commanding in another world
Suddenly you hear and see
This magic new dimension
I-will be watching over you
I-I'm gonna help you see it though
I-will protect you in the night
I-I'm smiling next to you in silent lucidity

Hug me if you open your mind for me
You won't rely on open eyes to see
The walls you build within come tumbling down
And a new world will begin
Living twice at once you learn
You're safe from pain in the dream domain
A soul set free to fly
A round trip journey in your head
Master of Illusion can you realize
Your dream's alive you can be the guide but
(I) will be watching over you
(I) I'm gonna help you see it though
(I) will protect you in the night
(I) I'm smiling next to you

Boston, yes on of my favorites from back then. Good choice Weaksid.

Very good Keila.

Take a look at my girlfriend...
She's the only one I got....
Not much of a girlfriend....
Never seem to get a lot....


Same era as weaksid's....

I'm sailing away, set an open course for the virgin sea
I've got to be free, free to face the life that's ahead of me
On board, I'm the captain, so climb aboard
We'll search for tomorrow on every shore
And I'll try, oh Lord, I'll try to carry on

I look to the sea, reflections in the waves spark my memory
Some happy, some sad
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had
We live happily forever, so the story goes
But somehow we missed out on that pot of gold
But we'll try best that we can to carry on

A gathering of angels appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope, and this is what they said
They said come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me

I thought that they were angels, but to my surprise
They climbed aboard their starship and headed for the skies
Singing come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me

I was a great decade.

That would be Styx.. I got several songs on my computer

Peff, that is SuperTramp....

Umm, never heard of suppertramp.. And it must of been the best time of music.. All the better music was created during that time.

That is the title song from "Breakfast in America" from 1979

Non so dove trovarti
Non so come cercati
Ma sento una voce che
Nel vento para di te
Quest' anima senza cuore
Aspetta te
Adagio

Le notti senza pelle
I sogni senza stelle
Immagini del tuo viso
Che passano all' improvviso
Mi fanno separe ancora
Che ti trovero
Adagio

Chiudo gli occhi e vedo te
Trovo il cammino che
Mi porta via
Dall' agonia
Sento battere in me
Questa musica che
Ho inventato per te

Se sai come trovarmi
Se sai dove cercarmi
Abbracciami con la mente
Il sole mi sembra spento
Accendi il tuo nome in cielo
Dimmi che ci sei
Quello che vorrei
Vivere in te

Il solo mi sembra spento
Abbracciami con la mente
Smarrita senza di te
Dimmi chi sei e ci credero
Musica sei
Adagio

If you believe in the power of magic....
I can change your mind...
But if you need to believe in someone....
Turn and look behind....

When we were living in a dream world....
Clouds got in the way....
We gave it up in a moment of madness...
Threw it all away....

Don't answer me....
Don't break the silence...
Don't let me win...

Don't answer me....
Stay on your island....
Don't let me in....

Alan Parsons Project, Peff

Wombat, what's up with the spanish?

I can't read it, but if my fiancee was here, she should be able to. She's planning on being a spanish teacher. This simester she has 3 spanish classes. Sorry, but too much of one lang will drive me nuto.

I believe it's Italian...not Spanish, Weaksid....Have no idea who or what, though...

Wine is fine, but Whiskey's quicker...
Suicide is slow with liquor...
Take a bottle, drown your sorrows...
Let it cart away tomorrow....

Evil thoughts and evil doings...
All along you hang in ruins...
Thought that you'de escape the reaper...
You can't escape the master keeper...

Alan Parsons Project, one of the best but faded away too fast.

Just the beginning but an easy one to figure out.

Winter is here again oh Lord,
Haven't been home in a year or more
I hope she holds on a little longer

Sent a letter on a long summer day
Made of silver, not of clay
I've been runnin' down this dusty road

ahhh...Journey...was wondering when someone would get to them...