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Assorted lyric favorites
Assorted lyric favorites Rows and floes of angel hair And ice<b> cream </font></b>castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on everyone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's cloud illusions I recall I really don't know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel As every fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way But now it's just another show You leave 'em laughing when you go And if you care, don't let them know Don't give yourself away I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow It's love's illusions I recall I really don't know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud say "I love you" right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I've looked at life that way But now friends are acting strange They shake their heads, they say I've changed Well something's lost, but something's gained In living every day I've looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all Joni Mitchell, Both Sides Now . My little lady, sleep, And I will wish for you A love have. A true heart, A true mind, And strong arms carry you away. Shirley Ann Grau, Fever Flower . 'Tis all for thee The flower grows The roses thorns are all for me, For thee, the rose. Voltaire á Saint-Lambert . Though all ruin fell the world, and were dissolved and backward hurled unmade into the the abyss, yet were its making good, for this— the dawn, the dusk, the earth, the sea— that Audrey, for a day, loved me. Still round the corner there may wait A new road or a secret gate. And though I oft have passed them by A day will come at last when I Shall take the hidden roads that run West of the moon, east of the sun, And I will not go alone. With apologies for my good friend John. . I had an inheritance from my father It was the moon and the sun And though I roam all over the world The spending of it's never done. For Whom the Bell Tolls |
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