Monday, July 16th, 2018

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9:03p	Shivaree - Goodnight Moon https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dNodcM16PPc Shivaree - Goodnight Moon [Unplugged Version] MTV Select 2005 HD 720p There's a nail in the door And there's glass on the lawn Tacks on the floor And the TV is on And I always sleep with my guns when you're gone There's a blade by the bed And a phone in my hand A dog on the floor And some cash on the nightstand When I'm all alone the dreaming stops And I just can't stand What should I do I'm just a little baby What if the lights go out And maybe and then the wind just starts to moan Outside the door he followed me home So goodnight moon I want the sun If it's not here soon I might be done No it won't be too soon 'til I say goodnight moon There's a shark in the pool And a witch in the tree A crazy old neighbor and he's been watching me And there's footsteps loud and strong coming down the hall Something's under the bed Now it's out in the hedge There's a big black crow sitting on my window ledge And I hear something scratching through the wall What should I do I'm just a little baby What if the lights go out And maybe and then the wind just starts to moan Outside the door he followed me home So goodnight moon I want the sun If it's not here soon I might be done No it won't be too soon 'til I say goodnight moon (Comment on this)
9:27p	shivaree goodnight moon https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gAHUq3rWt14 shivaree goodnight moon (Comment on this)
9:46p	SOPOR AETERNUS: "Children of the Corn" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whndX4SLNNM SOPOR AETERNUS: "Children of the Corn" (music video) There's not a shred of beauty here, Residing in the human flesh There's only sadness and confusion, And the stench of shit and death. In moments dull of self-pity, Of insufficiency and doubt, I catch myself black handed thief, Wishing that there'd be someone else. Sometimes ghosts are passing through, The mind both labyrinth and tomb, And yet its still unrivaled here, Because things aren't born, Only ideas Are sleeping safely Far beyond the horrors of decay. And they are sacred and immortal Because they never have to fade. Thumbing at times half-heartedly Through flipbooks of a lonely child, Old silent movies shake and flicker, In the dark theater between my thighs, Then countless are the handsome limbs, That wildly jump and hop Soulless bodies unspecified As they are numberless and cropped. When you close your tired eyes Does he then join you in this place? Will he cross over, share your dream Or does he vanish on the doorstep All to quickly disappear. Alas! Reality is such a crippled whore All mortal things are sick and rotten to the core, Only the mind, a frail but kingly jewel, Gives birth to beauty love and truth. So why not stay and forever make a home, In the darkness of the only place, You never can belong? In a land, sublime that some call fantasy Our only hope of love Or immortality. There's not a shred of beauty here, Residing in the human flesh There's only sadness and confusion, And the stench of shit and death. (Comment on this)

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