BY BOB DYLAN

BUCKETS OF RAIN

Buckets of rain
Buckets of tears
Got all them buckets comin' out of my ears.
Buckets of moonbeams in my hand,
I got all the love, honey baby,
You can stand.

I been meek
And hard like an oak
I seen pretty people disappear like smoke.
Friends will arrive, friends will disappear,
If you want me, honey baby,
I'll be here.

Like your smile
And your fingertips
Like the way that you move your lips.
I like the cool way you look at me,
Everything about you is bringing me
Misery.

Little red wagon
Little red bike
I ain't no monkey but I know what I like.
I like the way you love me strong and slow,
I'm takin' you with me, honey baby,
When I go.

Life is sad
Life is a bust
All ya can do is do what you must.
You do what you must do and ya do it well,
I'll do it for you, honey baby,
Can't you tell?

DESOLATION ROW

BY BOB DYLAN


They're selling postcards of the hanging
They're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
The circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner
They've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker
The other is in his pants
And the riot squad they're restless
They need somewhere to go
As Lady and I look out tonight
From Desolation Row

Cinderella, she seems so easy
"It takes one to know one," she smiles
And puts her hands in her back pockets
Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning
"You Belong to Me I Believe"
And someone says,"
You're in the wrong place, my friend
You better leave"
And the only sound that's left
After the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
On Desolation Row

Now the moon is almost hidden
The stars are beginning to hide
The fortunetelling lady
Has even taken all her things inside
All except for Cain and Abel
And the hunchback of Notre Dame
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing
He's getting ready for the show
He's going to the carnival tonight
On Desolation Row

Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window
For her I feel so afraid
On her twenty-second birthday
She already is an old maid

To her, death is quite romantic
She wears an iron vest
Her profession's her religion
Her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon
Noah's great rainbow
She spends her time peeking
Into Desolation Row

Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood
With his memories in a trunk
Passed this way an hour ago
With his friend, a jealous monk
He looked so immaculately frightful
As he bummed a cigarette
Then he went off sniffing drainpipes
And reciting the alphabet
Now you would not think to look at him
But he was famous long ago
For playing the electric violin
On Desolation Row

Dr. Filth, he keeps his world
Inside of a leather cup
But all his sexless patients
They're trying to blow it up
Now his nurse, some local loser
She's in charge of the cyanide hole
And she also keeps the cards that read
"Have Mercy on His Soul"
They all play on penny whistles
You can hear them blow
If you lean your head out far enough
From Desolation Row

Across the street they've nailed the curtains
They're getting ready for the feast
The Phantom of the Opera
A perfect image of a priest
They're spoonfeeding Casanova
To get him to feel more assured
Then they'll kill him with self-confidence
After poisoning him with words

And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls
"Get Outa Here If You Don't Know
Casanova is just being punished for going
To Desolation Row"

Now at midnight all the agents
And the superhuman crew
Come out and round up everyone
That knows more than they do
Then they bring them to the factory
Where the heart-attack machine
Is strapped across their shoulders
And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles
By insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping
To Desolation Row

Praise be to Nero's Neptune
The Titanic sails at dawn
And everybody's shouting
"Which Side Are You On?"
And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot
Fighting in the captain's tower
While calypso singers laugh at them
And fishermen hold flowers
Between the windows of the sea
Where lovely mermaids flow
And nobody has to think too much
About Desolation Row

Yes, I received your letter yesterday
(About the time the door knob broke)
When you asked how I was doing
Was that some kind of joke?
All these people that you mention
Yes, I know them, they're quite lame
I had to rearrange their faces
And give them all another name
Right now I can't read too good
Don't send me no more letters no
Not unless you mail them
From Desolation Row

DIGNITY


BY BOB DYLAN


Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel
Thin man lookin' at his last meal
Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield
For dignity

Wise man lookin' in a blade of grass
Young man lookin' in the shadows that pass
Poor man lookin' through painted glass
For dignity

Somebody got murdered on New Year's Eve
Somebody said dignity was the first to leave
I went into the city, went into the town
Went into the land of the midnight sun

Searchin' high, searchin' low
Searchin' everywhere I know
Askin' the cops wherever I go
Have you seen dignity?

Blind man breakin' out of a trance
Puts both his hands in the pockets of chance
Hopin' to find one circumstance
Of dignity

I went to the wedding of Mary-lou
She said I don't want nobody see me talkin' to you
Said she could get killed if she told me what she knew
About dignity

I went down where the vultures feed
I would've got deeper, but there wasn't any need
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men
Wasn't any difference to me

Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade
House on fire, debts unpaid
Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid
Have you seen dignity?

Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears
In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors
Lookin' into the lost forgotten years
For dignity

Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues
Said he'd give me information if his name wasn't used
He wanted money up front, said he was abused
By dignity

Footprints runnin' cross the silver sand
Steps goin' down into tattoo land
I met the sons of darkness and the sons of light
In the bordertowns of despair

Got no place to fade, got no coat
I'm on the rollin' river in a jerkin' boat
Tryin' to read a note somebody wrote
About dignity

Sick man lookin' for the doctor's cure
Lookin' at his hands for the lines that were
And into every masterpiece of literature
for dignity

Englishman stranded in the blackheart wind
Combin' his hair back, his future looks thin
Bites the bullet and he looks within
For dignity

Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed
Dignity never been photographed
I went into the red, went into the black
Into the valley of dry bone dreams

So many roads, so much at stake
So many dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lake
Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take
To find dignity

by Stevie "Guitar" Miller

Quicksilver Girl
She's a quicksilver girl
A lover of the world
She spreads her wings ~ And she's free
She's a quicksilver girl ~
A lover of the world
She's seen every branch on the tree
Ah, ah, quicksilver girl Ah, ah,
quicksilver girl
Ah, ah, quicksilver girl Ah, ah,
quicksilver girl
Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh ~
If you need a little lovin' ~
She'll turn on the heat ~
If you take a fall ~
She'll put you back on your feet ~
If you're all alone ~
She's someone to meet ~
If you need someone
She's a quicksilver girl ~
A lover of the world ~
She spreads her wings ~
And she's free


Quicksilver Girl

orange cat...

do you have any other pictures to post?

i am not a fan of housecats, only wild cats

like tigers and mountain lions

and to tell you the truth...
i see way too many wild {feral} cats
at the river

when i am trying to enjoy myself
and the scenery
when I ride my bike

and i see wayyy too many pictures
of cats on this site...

especially weird and scary ones....

this is a site for people ...

so, maybe you would be so kind
as to please please keep that in mind
for me, when you come online....

dear dear orange cat...

22,000 days
by the moody blues



Even tho' I know it's only
Me and my dreams
That drive me so let me go please
Let me go onto tomorrow
One day at a time
Now I know the only foe is time

22,000 days, 22,000 days it's not alot,
It's all you got 22,000 days
22,000 nights, 22,000 nights,
it's all you know
So start the show and this time
Feel the flow and get it right

Now the time when I first saw
you is over and gone
Then I knew my life with you would go on
Knowing you so much longer
I've change in mind change for you
You have changed to mine

22,000 days, 22,000 days it's not alot,
It's all you got 22,000 days
22,000 nights, 22,000 nights,
it's all you know
So start the show and this time
Feel the flow and get it right

Everybody knows, it always shows
Wasting time's an aggravation
Got no time for confrontation
You want to take a lot
By love by law or stealth
Time's the only real wealth you have got

Even tho' I know it's only me and my dreams
That drive me so let me go please
Let me go onto tomorrow
One day at a time
Now I know the only foe is time

22,000 days, 22,000 days it's not alot,
It's all you got 22,000 days
22,000 nights, 22,000 nights, it's all you know
So start the show 22,000 days

22,000 days, 22,000 days it's not alot,
It's all you got 22,000 days
22,000 nights, 22,000 nights, it's all you know
So start the show 22,000 ways

Candle of Life

by The Moody Blues


Something you can't hide
Says you're lonely
Hidden deep inside
Of you only
It's there for you to see
Take a look and be
Burn slowly the candle of life

Something there outside
Says we're only
In the hands of time
Falling slowly
It's there for us to know
With love that we can go
Burn slowly the candle of life


So love everybody
And make them your friend
So love everybody
And make them your friend

Something you can't hide
Says you're lonely
Hidden deep inside
Of you only
It's there for you to see
Take a look and be
Burn slowly the candle of life


Something there outside
Says we're only
In the hands of time
Falling slowly
It's there for us to know
With love that we can go
Burn slowly the candle of life

Oh, thank you so much Orange cat...

big hugs for you ...
i love that little white puppy so much

much better than cats....

the moody blues
days of future past

Dawn is a feeling
A beautiful ceiling
The smell of grass
Just makes you pass
Into a dream

Youre here today
No future fears
This day will last
A thousand years
If you want it to

You look around you
Things they astound you
So breathe in deep
Youre not asleep
Open your mind

Youre here today
No future fears
This day will last
A thousand years
If you want it to

Do you understand
That all over this land
Theres a feeling
In minds far and near
Things are becoming clear
With a meaning

Now that youre knowing
Pleasure starts flowing
Its true life flies
Faster than eyes
Could ever see

Youre here today
No future fears
This day will last
A thousand years
If you want it to

days of future passed
by the moody blues
another morning

Balloons flying
Children sighing
What a day to go kite flying
Breezy school
Away from school
Cowboys fighting out a duel

Time seems to stand quite still
In a childs world it always will

Fishes biting
So exciting
Lunchtime sounds so inviting
At the bill
He gets a thrill
Sitting, watching bobby quill

Time seems to stand quite still
In a childs world it always will

Yesterdays dreams
Are tomorrows sighs
Watch children playing
They seem so wise

Mary green
Todays a queen
One thousand dollies are her dream
In cotton frocks
And golden locks
Her palace is an orange box

Time seems to stand quite still
In a childs world it always will

peak hour

I see it all through my window it seems
Never failing like millions of bees
All that is wrong
No time will be won
All they need to do-o-o-o
What can be done?

Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour

Minds are subject to what should be done
Problem solved, time cannot be won
One hour a day
One hour at night
Sees crowds of people
All meant for flight

Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour

It makes me want to run out and tell them
They've got time
Take a step back out
And look in at their debt
And their time

Minds are subject to what should be done
Problem solved, time cannot be won
One hour a day
One hour at night
Sees crowds of people
All meant for flight

Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour

the dream

When the white eagle of the north
is flying overhead
and
The browns, reds and golds
of autumn are lieing
in the gutter, dead.

Remember then,
that summer birds
with wings of fire flaying

Came to witness
springs new hope,
born of leaves decaying.

As new life
will come from death,
love will come
at leisure.

Love of love,
love of life
and giving
without measure

Gives in return
a wonderous yearn
of a promise
almost seen.

Live hand-in-hand
and together
we will stand
on the threshhold
of a dream

Time To Get Away
John Lodge
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Evening has come to pass
The time of day doesn't last
Evening has earned its place today
I'm tired of working away

Working, living it brings
Only way to have those things
Toiling has bought too many tears
Turn round all those past years

Evening time to get away
Evening time to get away
Evening time to get away
Till next day

Live all you people
You can see where you're at
It doesn't really hurt you
So that can depend

Evening time to get away

Live all you people
You can see where you're at
It doesn't really hurt you
So that can depend

Evening time to get away
Evening time to get away


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Evening:
The Sunset
Mike Pinder
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When the sun goes down
And the clouds all frown
Night has begun for the sunset

See it with your eyes
Earth re-energized
By the sun's rays every day
Take a look out there
Planets everywhere

When the sun goes down
And the clouds all frown
Night has begun for the sunset

Shadows on the ground
Never make a sound
Fading away in the sunset
Night has now become
Day for everyone

I can see it all
From this great height
I can feel the sun
Slipping out of sight
And the world still goes on
Through the night


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Evening:
Twilight Time
Ray Thomas
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Twilight Time, to dream awhile
In veils of deepening gloom
As fantasy strides over colourful skies
The fog disappearing from view

In twilight time, dream with me awhile

A nightingale plays a dark mellow phrase
Of notes that are rich and so true
An aerial display by the firefly brigade
Dancing to tunes no one knew

In twilight time, dream with me awhile
In twilight time, dream with me awhile

Building castles in the air
Whistling to the wind
As nature bows down her head
See what tomorrow brings

Twilight time, dream with me awhile

Bats take to wing, like puppets on string
Prancing in cool evening air
In a sightless glide, no reason to hide
Away from the sun's blinding stare

In twilight time, dream with me awhile
In twilight time, dream with me awhile


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The Night:
Nights in White Satin
Justin Hayward
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Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send

Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore

'Cause I love you
Yes I love you
Oh how I love you

Gazing at people
Some hand in hand
Just what I'm going through
They can understand

Some try to tell me
Thoughts they cannot defend
Just what you want to be
You will be in the end

And I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you

Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send

Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore

'Cause I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you

'Cause I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you

Late Lament
Graeme Edge
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Breathe deep the gathering gloom
Watch lights fade from every room
Bedsitter people look back and lament
Another day's useless energy spent

Impassioned lovers wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love and has none
New mother picks up and suckles her son
Senior citizens wish they were young

Cold hearted orb that rules the night
Removes the colours from our sight
Red is grey and yellow, white
But we decide which is right
And which is an illusion


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((((((((((((Vanessa)))))))))))))))))

Hello

Howdy Miss V.

ALWAYS GOOD TO SEE YA




Wild Bill