 Friends         | i am....i am not  PaulRoger: who knows which is which and who is who???? just I am She as You are She as You are Me and We are all together  johnwilmot: I was by the seaside when i added you...and now i am by the seaside....you post that picture of you...well this is for you hope at least you will read this Do you want to go to the seaside? I'm not trying to say that everybody wants to go I fell in love at the seaside I handled my charm with time and slight of hand Do you want to go to the seaside? I'm not trying to say that everybody wants to go I fell in love at the seaside She handled her charm with time and slight of hand, and oh But I'm just trying to love you In any kind of way But I find it hard to love you girl When you're far away Away Do you want to go to the seaside? I'm not trying to say that everybody wants to go But I fell in love on the seaside On the seaside In the seaside johnwilmot: I never felt magic crazy as this I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea I never held emotion in the palm of my hand Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree But now you're here Brighten my northern sky I've been a long time that I'm waiting Been a long time that i'm blown i've been a long time that I've wandered Through the people I have known Oh, if you would and you could Straighten my new mind's eye Would you love me for my money Would you love me for my head Would you love me through the winter Would you love me 'til I'm dead Oh, if you would and you could Come blow your horn on high I never felt magic crazy as this I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea I never held emotion in the palm of my hand Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree But now you're here Brighten my northern sky johnwilmot: Time has told me You're a rare find A troubled cure For a troubled mind And time has told me Not to ask for more For someday our ocean Will find its shore So I'll leave the ways that are making me be What I really don't want to be Leave the ways that are making me love What I really don't want to love Time has told me You came with the dawn A soul with no footprint A rose with no thorn Your tears they tell me There's really no way Of ending your troubles With things you can say And time will tell you To stay by my side To keep on trying 'Til there's no more to hide So leave the ways that are making you be What you really don't want to be Leave the ways that are making you love What you really don't want to love johnwilmot: Saturday sun came early one morning In a sky so clear and blue Saturday sun came without warning So no-one knew what to do. Saturday sun brought people and faces That didn't seem much in their day But when I remember those people and places They were really too good in their way. In their way In their way Saturday sun won't come and see me today. Think about stories with reason and rhyme Circling through your brain. And think about people in their season and time Returning again and again And again And again And Saturday's sun has turned to Sunday's rain. So Sunday sat in the Saturday sun And wept for a day gone by. johnwilmot: In the evening i say i will enjoy the next morning's sunrise,and yet i remain in bed: in the day i promise to ramble by moonlight:and I,neverthless,remain at home.I know not why I rise,nor why I go to sleep. The leaven which animated my existence is gone:the charm which cheered me in the gloom of night,and aroused me from my morning slumbers,is for ever fled. johnwilmot: All, all, is altered! No sentiment, no pulsation of my heart, is the same. My sensations are such as would occur to some departed prince whose spirit should return to visit the superb palace which he had built in happy times, adorned with costly magnificence, and left to a beloved son, but whose glory he should find departed, and its halls deserted and in ruins.
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