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Wed Apr-12-06 01:07 PM
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there were days and there were days between Summer flies and August dies the world grows dark and mean Comes the shimmer of the moon on black infested trees the singing man is at his song the holy on their knees the reckless are out wrecking the timid plead their pleas No one knows much more of this than anyone can see anyone can see
There were days and there were days and there were days besides when phantom ships with phantom sails set to sea on phantom tides Comes the lighting of the sun on bright unfocused eyes the blue of yet another day a springtime wet with sighs a hopeful candle lingers in the land of lullabies where headless horsemen vanish with wild and lonely cries lonely cries
There were days and there were days and there were days I know when all we ever wanted was to learn and love and grow Once we grew into our shoes we told them where to go walked halfway around the world on promise of the glow stood upon a mountain top walked barefoot in the snow gave the best we had to give how much we'll never know we'll never know
There were days and there were days and there were days between polished like a golden bowl the finest ever seen Hearts of Summer held in trust still tender, young and green left on shelves collecting dust not knowing what they mean valentines of flesh and blood as soft as velveteen hoping love would not forsake the days that lie between lie between
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Wed Apr-12-06 01:27 PM
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There was a light blue as a welder's torch It used to shine over the fields And all the wise men strong men were drawn for miles Followed a star to Bethlehem Steel
Our mother's father worked here in World War Two On the main floor operating the drill And in his open palms little splinters remind him of The booming days days of Bethlehem Steel
But the steeples on the hills they point To a better life beyond this one And that promise penetrates the clouds And mighty walls of brick red cinnamon
Take a walk past Lazarus Moving n' Storage Behind the Goodman's Furniture Store See the smoke stacks rise on up to heaven's step While on earth we're burnin' this miracle iron ore
But the steeples on the hills they point To a better life beyond this one And that promise penetrates the clouds Even when they block the fiery sun The sun
There was a light blue as a welder's torch It used to shine over the fields And all of the wise men strong men were drawn for miles Followed a star to Bethlehem Steel
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Wed Apr-12-06 02:02 PM
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Boy, the way Glenn Miller played Songs that made the Hit Parade Guys like us, we had it made Those were the days
Didn't need no welfare state Everybody pulled his weight Gee, our old La Salle ran great Those were the days
And you knew where you were then Girls were girls, and men were men Mister, we could use a man like Herbert Hoover again
People seemed to be content Fifty dollars paid the rent Freaks were in a circus tent Those were the days
Take a little Sunday spin Go to watch the Dodgers win Have yourself a dandy day that cost you under a fin
Hair was short and skirts were long Kate Smith really sold a song I just don't know what went wrong Those were the days
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