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Date Posted: 15:53:03 12/07/01 Fri
Author: Chris (AMP)
Author Host/IP: 205.188.199.152
Subject: Bittersweet Rain Song

The Rain Song

This is the springtime of my loving - the second season I am to know
You are the sunlight in my growing - so little warmth I've felt before.
It isn't hard to feel me glowing - I watched the fire that grew so low.
It is the summer of my smiles - flee from me Keepers of the Gloom.
Speak to me only with your eyes. It is to you I give this tune.
Ain't so hard to recognize - These things are clear to all from
time to time.
Talk Talk - I've felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought it would ever go. I cursed the gloom that set upon us...
But I know that I love you so
These are the seasons of emotion and like the winds they rise and fall
This is the wonder of devotion - I see the torch we all must hold.
This is the mystery of the quotient - Upon us all a little rain must fall.

-jimmy paige/ robert plant

Cause it's a bitter sweet symphony that's life...

-Richard

To Walk Without Eyes

Bewildered
With the possibility of never seeing again
Never being again
I cant stand
The world and its many changes
I cant change
The world and Im too blind
To stand
To think
Of the possibility
Of life
Without the feeling
Of egypt on my mind
I never got to say good bye
I tried
To be all that I could be
Within a given sentence
But even words tend too
Not make sense after awhile
Its just a smorgusboard
Of something smaller
Thats clinging to something even less important
That I cant exactly put my finger on
I guess its called life
The collective reasoning
That is used day to day
To express how we feel
I guess its called life
The things we tend to take for granted
We cannot see the true beauty
Or inspiration
In anything
Until its not there anymore
Then and only then can we truelly feel
Think
About the things that made that thing so special to begin with
With these forgotten words
The sickness
So obsurd
To the eyes
That dont need sight
To know
That there is something bigger
Someone brighter
That can hold our hand
Help us cross a busy interstate
Without the worry of abandonment
Only when that hand is never to be excessable again
Do we realize
How soft it was
Tender in our own
So never forget
Anything youve learned
About anyone
Especially if its beauty
Because beauty
Is all thats ment to be remembered anyway

-chris hudson december 7th 2001

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Re: Bittersweet Rain Song -- Chris, 17:07:08 12/11/01 Tue