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Living on a lighted stage...
- Thread starter codydang
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Cast in this unlikely role, ill equipped to act, with insufficient tact - one must put up barriers, to keep one's self intact!!!!
Scheming demons dressed in kingly guise. Beating down the multitude and scoffing at the wise.
Peart was making a prediction here about his future Canadian government I think.
Peart was making a prediction here about his future Canadian government I think.
There's a story I heard way back in the day that Lou Reed was prepping for a European tour and he was running out of money and still needed to figure out a lighting scheme. He was out with Bowie one night and brought up his problem. Bowie said simple -- just a few powerful searchlights in front of the stage.
Apparently Reed was very happy with the solution and after the tour he sought Bowie out and told him how well that had worked and asked where he got the idea. Bowie told him Joseph Goebbels -- Nuremberg Rallies.
Apparently Reed was very happy with the solution and after the tour he sought Bowie out and told him how well that had worked and asked where he got the idea. Bowie told him Joseph Goebbels -- Nuremberg Rallies.
To seek the sacred river Alph, to walk the caves of ice...
To break my fast on honeydew, and drink the milk of Paradise...
To break my fast on honeydew, and drink the milk of Paradise...
"I did it all for the nookie, come on, the nookie, come on, so you can"...
oh. no, I get this game now.
AND THE MEEK SHALL INHEEEERRRRRRIT THEEEE EAAAAARTH!!!
oh. no, I get this game now.
AND THE MEEK SHALL INHEEEERRRRRRIT THEEEE EAAAAARTH!!!
I think that's:
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On a side note:
The land of the Overworld is saved again!
"What you own is your own kingdom
What you do is your own glory
What you love is your own power
What you live is your own story"
What you do is your own glory
What you love is your own power
What you live is your own story"
Clockwork angels spread their arms and sing; Synchronized and graceful, they move like living things.
Goddesses of light, of sea and sky and land, Clockwork angels, the people raise their hands
As if to fly...
Too soon?
Goddesses of light, of sea and sky and land, Clockwork angels, the people raise their hands
As if to fly...
Too soon?
You can tell me that I got no class
Look around, you'll see who's laughin' last
Don't give me speeches 'cause they're oh so droll
Leave me alone, and let me rock and roll
Look around, you'll see who's laughin' last
Don't give me speeches 'cause they're oh so droll
Leave me alone, and let me rock and roll
Well, I see you standin' there
With your finger in the air
Everything we do, you wanna leave it up to you
Who do you think you are?
You think you are a star?
Tryin' to run the town
Always tryin' to put us down
Well, you think that you're right
You think you're out of sight
Tell me something, mister
Why'd you have to make us so uptight?
With your finger in the air
Everything we do, you wanna leave it up to you
Who do you think you are?
You think you are a star?
Tryin' to run the town
Always tryin' to put us down
Well, you think that you're right
You think you're out of sight
Tell me something, mister
Why'd you have to make us so uptight?
