Oct 30, 2008
Oct 23, 2008
Oct 21, 2008
Oct 20, 2008
TRAVELING WILBURYS
My shoes are wearing out from
walking down this same highway
I don't see nothing new but I
feel a lot of change
And I get the strangest feeling, as I'm
Heading for the light
WHEN IN PARIS
Ridin' around in the breeze.
If you live the life you please.
Doing the best you can.
As long as you lend a hand.
You can sit around and wait
for the phone to ring.
Waiting for someone to tell you everything.
Sit around and wonder what tomorrow will bring.
Oct 16, 2008
Oct 15, 2008
Oct 13, 2008
Oct 12, 2008
Oct 10, 2008
Oct 9, 2008
THE HEART ASKS PLEASURE
The heart asks pleasure - first,
And then excuse from pain;
And then those little anodynes
That deaden suffering.
And then, to go to sleep;
And then, if it should be
The will of its Inquisitor,
The liberty to die.
And then excuse from pain;
And then those little anodynes
That deaden suffering.
And then, to go to sleep;
And then, if it should be
The will of its Inquisitor,
The liberty to die.
Oct 7, 2008
Oct 6, 2008
Oct 5, 2008
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