Thursday, October 26th, 2023

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1:17p	slowdive -- alife Two lives are hard lives with you Two lives are hard lives with you Two lives are hard lives with you Hey, just look at us now Time made fools of us all We look, but we don't understand We try, but we don't look around Looking down Looking around Two lives are hard lives with you Two lives are hard lives with you Down where the river runs through The town, there's a memory of you Don't look, don't look at me now Time has got me somehow It's you and only you You and only you Two lives are hard lives with you Two lives are hard lives with you Two lives arе hard lives with you Two lives are hard livеs with you Down where the river runs through The town, there's a memory of you Don't look, don't look at me now Time has got me somehow Two hard lives are hard lives with you Two lives are hard lives with you https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MhQht-YK8rw Current Mood: awake Current Music: slowdive -- alife (1 Comment | Comment on this)
11:19p	ALGEBRA SUICIDE -- Little Dead Bodies How right you are, dear Paul That we hear of famous people's deaths While on vacation Perhaps it's so their funerals Are not too crowded With their loyal fans Being out of town and all Those celebrities Are pretty clever I've heard that someone's born Every 8 second So I presume that someone dies Every 8 seconds Just to keep things even It makes me feel shortchanged When I read the obituary page Someone's holding back Information It also prompts me to flip through the telephone directory On sleepless nights Saying over, and over And over again - "Yep. You're all going Every last one of you." Wow! Heaven must be a big place I don't know too many dead people But folks tell me I'm young When my grandfather died He was laid out in the Bubb Funeral home And I was secretly glad Mr. Bubb didn't change his name To something more romantic When he went into business I just wish it was less memorable My high school locker partner Ned Worked part-time for a mortician Imagine dressing dead people Straightening their ties And fluffing up their hair all so You can afford to take a girl out to the movies on Saturday night Well that's love That's adolescent desperation! I would have been honored to have Ned Take me to the movies And let him buy me popcorn Instead, I went out with a boy who died The hardest part was knowing that his body didn't just disappear on the bed The moment he left I think that's what keeps me off of suicide The idea that there's something left For someone else to clean up How rude and inconsiderate It's a pain to take out the weekly trash, l Et alone figure out what to do with Over a hundred pounds of flesh That's about to go bad Then even worse In India, where there's a religious cult which believes you shouldn't desecrate any of the elements of the dead They can't be buried Or burned They can't be cast out to sea So they're taken to the top of the tower of silence Where they become The vulture's problem How's that for passin' the buck? No, when I go, I want to go clean Convenient, leaving no mess As if I vaporized while taking a shower As if I moved to Antarctica leaving No forwarding address https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t_pBUgDyjeU Current Mood: working Current Music: ALGEBRA SUICIDE -- Little Dead Bodies (Comment on this)

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