In case I don't see you, "Good afternoon, good evening and good night!"
2006-01-07 06:23:55 ET


They say that these are not the best of times
But they're the only times I've ever known
And I believe there is a time for meditation
In cathedrals of our own
Now I have seen that sad surrender in my lover's eyes
And I can only stand apart and sympathize
For we are always what our situations hand us
It's either sadness or euphoria

And so we'll argue and we'll compromise
And realize that nothing's ever changed
For all our mutual experience
Our separate conclusions are the same
Now we are forced to recognize our inhumanity
Our reason co-exists with our insanity
So we choose between reality and madness
It's either sadness or euphoria

How thoughtlessly we dissipate our energies
Perhaps we don't fulfill each other's fantasies
And as we stand upon the ledges of our lives
With our respective similarities
It's either sadness or euphoria

- Billy Joel



I can hear the soft breathing
Of the girl that I love,
As she lies here beside me
Asleep with the night,
And her hair, in a fine mist
Floats on my pillow,
Reflecting the glow
Of the winter moonlight.

She is soft, she is warm,
But my heart remains heavy,
And I watch as her breasts
Gently rise, gently fall,
For I know with the first light of dawn
I'll be leaving,
And tonight will be
All I have left to recall.

Oh, what have I done,
Why have I done it,
I've committed a crime,
I've broken the law.
For twenty-five dollars
And pieces of silver,
I held up and robbed
A hard liquor store.

My life seems unreal,
My crime an illusion,
A scene badly written
In which I must play.
Yet I know as I gaze
At my young love beside me,
The morning is just a few hours away.

- Paul Simon



All my bags are packed
Iím ready to go
Iím standiní here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakiní
Itís early morn
The taxiís waitiní
Heís blowiní his horn
Already Iím so lonesome
I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that youíll wait for me
Hold me like youíll never let me go
Because Iím leaviní on a jet plane
Donít know when Iíll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

Thereís so many times Iíve let you down
So many times Iíve played around
I tell you now, they donít mean a thing
Evíry place I go, Iíll think of you
Evíry song I sing, Iíll sing for you
When I come back, Iíll bring your wedding ring

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that youíll wait for me
Hold me like youíll never let me go
Because Iím leaviní on a jet plane
Donít know when Iíll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

Now the time has come to leave you
One more time
Let me kiss you
Then close your eyes
Iíll be on my way
Dream about the days to come
When I wonít have to leave alone
About the times, I wonít have to say

Oh, kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that youíll wait for me
Hold me like youíll never let me go
Because Iím leaviní on a jet plane
Donít know when Iíll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

But, Iím leaviní on a jet plane
Donít know when Iíll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

- John Denver


2006-01-08 15:42:37 ET

**Rebel that she is, she breaks the self-inflicted ďno contactĒ rule to send him a secret message in reply to his "Jet Plane" post; crosses her fingers and hopes he still knows her well enough to read the subtext.**

ďFurther On Up the RoadĒ ~ Bruce Springsteen

ďWhere the road is dark and the seed is sowed
Where the gun is cocked and the bullet's cold
Where the miles are marked in the blood and gold
I'll meet you further on up the road

Got on my dead man's suit and my smilin' skull ring
My lucky graveyard boots and song to sing
I got a song to sing, keep me out of the cold
And I'll meet you further on up the road.

Further on up the road
Further on up the road
Where the way dark and the night is cold
One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know
And I'll meet you further on up the road.

Now I been out in the desert, just doin' my time
Searchin' through the dust, lookin' for a sign
If there's a light up ahead well brother I don't know
But I got this fever burnin' in my soul
So let's take the good times as they go
And I'll meet you further on up the road

Further on up the road
Further on up the road
Further on up the road
Further on up the road

One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know
And I'll meet you further on up the road
One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know
And I'll meet you further on up the road.Ē

2006-01-09 14:11:47 ET

**She doesn't take it back. But she wonders why she bothered at all.**

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