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Infatuation II – song of the week ...

Infatuation II I’m glad I got to meet you. Having had so much to say. I’m glad I got to meet you. It’s a shame we could not play. I’m glad I got to meet you, As our paths stray. I hope the winds that greet you Don’t leave your clouds grey. I hope the minstrels song, Brings you back one day. I was happy to have pleased you. You really brightened up my day. I’m glad I got to meet you. Having had so much to say. I’m glad I got to meet you. It’s a shame we couldn’t play. I’m glad I got to meet you, As our paths...
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Firewater – song of the week 10

  Firewater By the Cocalala, on a moonlit night. Dancing by the shoreline. Your arms enshroud me tight. Every sense is heightened, into ecstasy. Soft warm waves flow with us. Caressing our naked feet. Behold Firewater, Behold Firewater, Behold Firewater, it runs through me. Immerse me in your kingdom. Heal me with your eyes. Speak not of future promise, may our frontier be blue skies. All the flood gates open, dreams surging forth. Soft warm waves race through us, igniting passion’s stream. CD: Flight Lyrics:  C. O’Neil, 1998 Music:  Nacio Herb Brown...
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Flight – song of the week 9

  Flight A young woman was controlled by a dream she could fly. So at night she would lie, soaring off to places she couldn’t find names to. Mother I’ve twisted my back into wings, and I am convinced my soul can do anything. She spent days alone and in pain. Twisting her arms into wins again. Running and taking small flights at the sun. Looking for buildings tall enough to take flight from. Mother I’ve twisted my back into wings, and I am convinced my soul can do anything. Everyone tried to tie her down. With their own heavy weather. But she felt...
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Livin’ Right – song of the w...

  Livin’ Right When I come home and you’re not there, It’s ok, cause I don’t care. I do what I do, I do what I like. Cause I’m livin’ right. When I’m alone and get real sad. I think about you babe, what we had. If you were here, what do I see? I see misery. They say time will mend and time will heal. Heartache you have, pain that you fee. Time has come now, it’s done it’s deed. And you’re not something that I need. Now I do what I do and I do what I like. Do what I like most every night. Things are good when...
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Wings In Flight – song of the week...

  Wings In Flight I sit here listening to the morning song. It vibrates to my deepest soul. A language so clear, Too pure to be wrong. Eyes closed, ears open, heart memorizing every single note. Only doing what they know, wings in flight to and fro. Only doing what they know. wings in flight to and fro.   Slate light of dawn begins to come clear. My eyes open, the picture now whole. They call, they answer, and all of them hear. Hopes rising, ears open, heart memorizing every single note. Only doing what they know, wings in flight to and fro. Only doing what they...
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Feed The Goose – song of the week ...

  Feed The Goose The world is full of layoffs, payoffs down sizes’ compromises, all been said and done. You’re sick of being tapped out, maxed out. bossed round and let down by everybody else. So what’s your excuse? Feed the goose. You gotta feed the goose. You wanna see the juice. You gotta feed the goose. Feed the goose. You gotta feed the goose. You wanna see the juice. You gotta feed the goose. Your life is full of work load, debt load bank fees, late fees never seems to end. Feel like you’re gonna’ implode, explode break down, melt...