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GonzoStyle
posted on 02-25-2001 @ 3:26 AM      
Hanger-On
Registered: Jan. 70
CREAM:
SUNSHINE OF YOUR LOVE

IT'S GETTING NEAR DARK
WHEN LIGHTS CLOSE THERE TIRED EYES
I'LL SOON BE WITH YOU MY LOVE
GIVE YOU MY DOSE OF PRIDE

I'LL BE WITH YOU DARLING SOON
I'LL BE WITH YOU WHEN THE STARS START FALLING

I'VE BEEN WAITING SO LONG
TO BE WHERE I'M GOING
IN THE SUNSHINE OF YOUR LOVE

I'M WITH YOU MY LOVE
THE LIGHT SHINNING THROUGH ON YOU
YES I'M WITH YOU MY LOVE

I'LL STAY WITH YOU DARLING NOW
I'LL STAY WITH YOU WILL MY SEAS ARE DRIED UP

I'VE BEEN WAITING SO LONG
TO BE WHERE I'M GOING
IN THE SUNSHINE OF YOUR LOVE

solo

I'M WITH YOU MY LOVE
THE LIGHT'S SHINNING THROUGH ON YOU
YES I'M WITH YOU MY LOVE
IT'S THE MORNING JUST WE TWO

I'LL STAY WITH YOU DARLING NOW
I'LL STAY WITH YOU UNTIL MY SEAS ARE DRIED UP

I'VE BEEN WAITING SO LONG
I'VE BEEN WAITING SO LONG
I'VE BEEN WAITING SO LONG
TO BE WHERE I'M GOING
IN THE SUNSHINE OF YOUR LOVE




Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful
comes death on a strange hour unannounced,
unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly
guest you've brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
& gives us wings where we had shoulders
smooth as raven's claws
--Jim Morrison (An American Prayer)
GonzoStyle
posted on 02-25-2001 @ 3:29 AM      
Hanger-On
Registered: Jan. 70
i dunno you ever just get in one of those moods? I been listening to clapton all day and i just put on diosraeli gears and i just felt like putting up my two favs off the album. The previous one and this one.

Hey be thankful i was listening to floyd before.

Tales Of Brave Ulysses
by Eric Clapton and Martin Sharp

You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever,
But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun.

And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids,
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses:
How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing,
For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white laced lips.

And you see a girl's brown body dancing through the turquoise,
And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea.
And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body,
Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind.

The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell,
And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands
With tales of brave Ulysses; how his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing.

The tiny purple fishes run lauging through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.




Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful
comes death on a strange hour unannounced,
unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly
guest you've brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
& gives us wings where we had shoulders
smooth as raven's claws
--Jim Morrison (An American Prayer)



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