Under African Skies's posts from September 2007

Stay * by Shakespear's Sister * if this world is wearing thin and you're thinking of escape i'll go anywhere with you just wrap me up in chains but if you try…

Look a-yonder comin' Comin' down that railroad track Hey, look a-yonder comin' Comin' down that railroad track It's the Orange Blossom Special Bringin' my baby…

Words by Don Black and Music by John Barry Oscar-winning title song from the 1966 film, Born Free Born free, as free as the wind blows As free as the grass…

James Blunt - 1973 Lyrics Simona You're getting older The journey's been Etched on your skin Simona I guess i know this We seemed so strong We've been there and…

Written by Christine McVie. If you wake up and don't want to smile, If it takes just a little while, Open your eyes and look at the day, You'll see things in a…

Hi everyone I need help please. My daughter [photoblog.com] took these Photos on Saturday and needs to submit three for a competition. Please vote for the best…

A painter paints pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence. ~Leopold Stokowski Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation Darkness…

Prince - Purple Rain I never meant to cause you any sorrow I never meant to cause you any pain I only wanted one time to see you laughing I only want to see you…

“A house is made of walls and beams; a home is built with love and dreams.” “Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or…

A child arrived just the other day He came to the world in the usual way But there were planes to catch, and bills to pay He learned to walk while I was away…

“One may sometimes tell a lie, but the grimace that accompanies it tells the truth.” Friedrich Nietzsche

Oh, Im bein followed by a moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow Leapin and hoppin on a moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow And if I ever lose my hands, lose my…

I'm gonna be the mane event Like no king was before I'm brushing up on looking down I'm working on my ROAR ( Thus far, a rather uninspiring thing ) Oh, I just…

Who doesn't know what I'm talking about Who's never left home who's never struck out To find a dream and a life of their own A place in the clouds a foundation…

Every Grain of Sand Bob Dylan In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There…
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