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scott
Joined: 14 Jan 2008 Posts: 94 Location: Greenville, SC, USA
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 6:55 am Post subject: Wildflowers (Bugs and Flowers) Lyrics |
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I don't think i've seen the lyrics on here so I took a shot at it.
Out in the forest, out past the stone wall.
Built by old farmers, or older guys.
I saw a railway with tracks all rusted.
Wildflowers blooming up through the ties.
I set out walking, just cross-tie walking.
Out on the cross ties, where I could step.
Sometimes I missed one, sometimes there was none,
sometimes the flowers had eaten it.
The sun was burning. The flies were churning.
The trees were turning inside the sky.
The tracks were rotten. Some trash forgotten.
Sometimes a bottle with ash inside.
I've been a walker, a sidewalk talker
out on the sidewalks where I could step.
someday my body will look real shoddy.
Wherever flowers had eaten it
Voracious flowers, voracious hours.
Voracious people, voracious slime. (?)
Words like voracious just sound like nonsense
after you say them about five times.
These flowers bloomin,' they are not human.
These flies and insects are really weird.
Their backs are shiny, their souls are tiny,
and by the zillions they've disappeared.
So if there's life after, it's packed with insects
It's filled with flowers, no room for us.
When they kick the bucket, they just say "chuck it."
They come and go like infinite dust.
The human races, beautiful faces.
Changing places, reform and bust. (?)
When we kick the bucket, let's just say "chuck it."
We'll come and go like infinite dust.
Hopefully this is mostly correct, I mainly listened to the daytrotter session for it. |
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Will Oldham Site Admin
Joined: 14 Dec 2005 Posts: 1782 Location: Kent, England
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 1:21 am Post subject: |
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Cool cheers Scott no I don't remember seeing this on here before either _________________
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emma.mike
Joined: 14 Mar 2011 Posts: 1
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 9:09 am Post subject: I have not seen that either |
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Quote: | The human races, beautiful faces.
Changing places, reform and bust. (?)
When we kick the bucket, let's just say "chuck it."
We'll come and go like infinite dust. |
This para is full of life..,it makes me smile..forces me to think about life...
a way forward...It will be wrong if I underestimate the energy within words.
It will be awesome If I interpret the para flowers London ambiance..can be fun. My two loves flowers & poetry. |
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Ponchos Sweater
Joined: 16 Mar 2011 Posts: 11
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 1:59 pm Post subject: |
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I always listen to 'To Be Objectified' or 'Whistle past the Graveyard' after I listen to this one. |
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umajeff21
Joined: 12 Sep 2011 Posts: 2
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 8:54 am Post subject: |
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This is probably one of the best piece of writing from the desk of Jeffery Lewis. Amazing inspirations. I play this on every second weekend. Love the way; he composes words connections and thoughts. Long live. _________________ Cool articles on how to aspect of caravans parks | cheap caravan parks |
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dazmann
Joined: 19 Sep 2012 Posts: 86
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 2:31 pm Post subject: |
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The perfume of your body dulls my sense.
I want nor wine nor weed; your breath alone
Suffices. In this moment rare and tense
I worship at your breast. The flower is blown,
The saffron petals tempt my amorous mouth,
The yellow heart is radiant now with dew
Soft-scented, redolent of my loved South;
O flower of love! I give myself to you.
Uncovered on your couch of figured green,
Here let us linger indivisible.
The portals of your sanctuary unseen
Receive my offering, yielding unto me.
Oh, with our love the night is warm and deep!
The air is sweet, my flower, and sweet the flute
Whose music lulls our burning brain to sleep,
While we lie loving, passionate and mute.
By Claude McKay
I love this poetry
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dazmann
Joined: 19 Sep 2012 Posts: 86
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 2:32 pm Post subject: |
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A heart touching poetry Man !! Great !! |
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dazmann
Joined: 19 Sep 2012 Posts: 86
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 3:29 pm Post subject: |
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This week's Love Q is focused on the ladies. Just a simple general question that have to do with your own preferences when it comes to men. Given a choice, would you rather date a man with brains or brawn? Don't be greedy and tell me you want both, ok? Just for fun, pick one and tell me why one is better than the other for you. And maybe, we can all have a laugh over it.
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dazmann
Joined: 19 Sep 2012 Posts: 86
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 4:52 pm Post subject: |
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This lie's become a part of me
For months, I've played this game
Acting like it doesn't hurt
Each time I hear his name
Ignoring what's inside of me
Pretending I've moved on
As if the feelings I once had
For him are somehow gone
Spending each and every day
With happiness and laughs
Forgetting all our memories
Avoiding photographs
But last night when I saw him
For the first time since he left
My heart stopped for a moment...
I couldn't catch my breath
When suddenly it hit me
As the tears started to flow
That even after all this time...
I just can't let him go
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dazmann
Joined: 19 Sep 2012 Posts: 86
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 4:16 pm Post subject: |
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I can see my lucky starts, when I gaze into your eyes.
Twilight’s shadows hold us tenderly.
It’s so easy to imagine, you here by my side
as I turn out the lights and fall to sleep.
I can see me being with you, for the rest of my life.
Two hearts, one love |
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jack fe
Joined: 08 Apr 2006 Posts: 865
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 2:08 pm Post subject: |
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This is really good spam. _________________ myspace.com/frozymusic |
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jefflewis
Joined: 21 Nov 2005 Posts: 1487
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 11:19 pm Post subject: |
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What if there was a spam bot that could write poetry??
I think it's coming soon... the last few emails I got from "Russian women" were quite touching... |
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goathead23
Joined: 08 Mar 2013 Posts: 1
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 5:54 am Post subject: Not sure if the lyrics are correct |
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Out in the forest, out past the stone wall.
Built by old farmers, or older guys.
I saw a railway with tracks all rusted.
Wildflowers blooming up through the ties.
I set out walking, just cross-tie walking.
Out on the cross ties, where I could step.
Sometimes I missed one, sometimes there was none,
sometimes the flowers had eaten it.
The sun was burning. The flies were churning.
The trees were turning inside the sky.
The tracks were rotten. Some trash forgotten.
Sometimes a bottle with ash inside.
I've been a walker, a sidewalk talker
out on the sidewalks where I could step.
someday my body will look real shoddy.
Wherever flowers had eaten it
Voracious flowers, voracious hours.
Voracious people, voracious slime.
Words like voracious just sound like nonsense
after you say them about five times.
These flowers bloomin,' they are not human.
These flies and insects are really weird.
Their backs are shiny, their souls are tiny,
and by the zillions they've disappeared.
So if there's life after, it's packed with insects
It's filled with flowers, no room for us.
When they kick the bucket, they just say "chuck it."
They come and go like infinite dust.
The human race is, beautiful faces.
Changing places, we form and bust.
When we kick the bucket, let's just say "chuck it."
We'll come and go like infinite dust. |
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