Song of the Day, 12/29/03

[Bob Schroeck]

The wind blows hard against this mountainside
Across the sea into my soul
It reaches into where I cannot hide
Setting my feet upon the road
My heart is old, it holds my memories
My body burns a gemlike flame
Somewhere between the soul and soft machine
Is where I find myself again
Kyrie eleison, down the road that I must travel
Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night
Kyrie eleison, where I'm going will you follow
Kyrie eleison, on a highway in the light
When I was young I thought of growing old
Of what my life would mean to me
Would I have followed down my chosen road
Or only wished what I could be
Kyrie eleison, down the road that I must travel
Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night
Kyrie eleison, where I'm going will you follow
Kyrie eleison, on a highway in the light
-- Mr. Mister, Kyrie
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.

[classicdrogn]

I remember that song... Of course, being a younker when it came out, and not having been raised in a particularly devout environment, I aalways wondered exactly why he'd be carrying a raisin (and only one?) like that, but it was amusingly random, so I counted it a song I liked.

- CD
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"Anko, what you do in your free time is your own choice. Use it wisely. And if you do not use it wisely, make sure you thoroughly enjoy whatever unwise thing you are doing." - HymnOfRagnorok as Orochimaru at SpaceBattles
woot Med. Eng., verb, 1st & 3rd pers. prsnt. sg. know, knows

[Bob Schroeck]

-- Bob
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And all the girlies say I'm pretty dry for a wet guy...