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Song Lyric Group Story

This is a group story where you add to the story ONLY using song lyrics. You have to put your song lyrics artist/song in parenthesis. The story can be humorous or serious...wherever it goes. Have fun! Each person can post as much as you want!

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Comment by Robert P. Meyer Jr. on October 21, 2011 at 4:52pm

"He was born in the summer of his 27th year
Comin' home to a place he'd never been before
He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again
You might say he found a key for every door

When he first came to the mountains his life was far away
On the road and hangin' by a song
But the string's already broken and he doesn't really care
It keeps changin' fast and it don't last for long

But the Colorado rocky mountain high
I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky
The shadow from the starlight is softer than a lullabye
Rocky mountain high

He climbed cathedral mountains, he saw silver clouds below
He saw everything as far as you can see
And they say that he got crazy once and he tried to touch the sun
And he lost a friend but kept his memory

Now he walks in quiet solitude the forest and the streams
Seeking grace in every step he takes
His sight has turned inside himself to try and understand
The serenity of a clear blue mountain lake

And the Colorado rocky mountain high
I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky
You can talk to God and listen to the casual reply
Rocky mountain high

Now his life is full of wonder but his heart still knows some fear
Of a simple thing he cannot comprehend
Why they try to tear the mountains down to bring in a couple more
More people, more scars upon the land

And the Colorado rocky mountain high
I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky
I know he'd be a poorer man if he never saw an eagle fly
Rocky mountain high

It's Colorado rocky mountain high
I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky
Friends around the campfire and everybody's high
Rocky mountain high"   

(Rocky Mountain High - John Denver) 

Comment by wiffledust on October 21, 2011 at 4:21pm
O Senor Don Gato was a cat.
On a high red roof Don Gato sat.
He was there to read a letter,
Meow, meow, meow!
Where the reading light was better,
Meow, meow, meow!
‘Twas a love-note for Don Gato!

“I adore you,” wrote the lady cat,
Who was fluffy white, and nice and fat.
There was not a sweeter kitty,
Meow, meow, meow!
In the country or the city
Meow, meow, meow!
And she said she’d wed Don Gato!

O Senor Don Gato jumped with glee!
He fell off the roof and broke his knee,
Broke his ribs and all his whiskers,
Meow, meow, meow!
And his little solar plexus
Meow, meow, meow!
“Ay Caramba! ” cried Don Gato.

All the doctors they came on the run,
Just to see if something could be done.
And they held a consultation,
Meow, meow, meow!
About how to save their patient,
Meow, meow, meow!
How to save Senor Don Gato.

But in spite of everything they tried,
Poor Senor Don Gato up and died.
No, it wasn’t very merry,
Meow, meow, meow!
Going to the cemetery,
Meow, meow, meow!
For the ending of Don Gato.

But as the funeral passed the market square,
Such a smell of fish was in the air,
Though the burial was slated,
Meow, meow, meow!
He became reanimated,
Meow, meow, meow!
He came back to life, Don Gato! (i don't know! i remember this from elementary school!!!)

 

Comment by Robert P. Meyer Jr. on October 21, 2011 at 1:01pm
Sidebar;  Yay!
Comment by Robert P. Meyer Jr. on October 21, 2011 at 1:01pm

"The old cat on the roof.
He can stand a little push.
Cause he's got nine good lives to live.

But like my Mama said.
You only live till your dead.
So you got to give and give and give.

Theres a leaf in the wind.
That don't no where to end.
Chasing fears and tears and troubles along.
Theres a pebble in the pond.
Rolling on and on.
Making waves and tides and ripples and rain.

Seems like everyone is out, looking for the sun.
Singing rain and pain on he who hesitates.
But it'll shine when it shines.
You might think I'm wasting time.
But I'm just a good old boy that's learned to wait.

Wipperwil's in the Dawn.
Pretty soon he'll be gone.
But he's got one good song to sing.
Like my Daddy said.
It's in your heart not your head.
So you'e got to sing and sing and sing.

Theres a window in the wall.
Looking out on it all.
Chasing fears and tears and troubles along.
Theres a fire in the stove.
Keeping out the cold.
Warming wine and winters and babies and homes.

Seems like everyone is out looking for the sun.
Singing rain and pain on he who hesitates.
It'll shine when it shines.
You might think I'm waisting time.
but I'm just a good old boy thats learened to wait.
Yes i'm just a good old boy thats learned to wait"  

 (Ozark Mountain Daredevils)

Comment by wiffledust on October 21, 2011 at 11:06am
sidebar: i dont know, bob. no problems i know about. give it a little time and refresh your browser. probably a minor bug.
Comment by Robert P. Meyer Jr. on October 21, 2011 at 8:45am
Sidebar - I can't seem to post here just now.  What's up?
Comment by Maryrose Orlans on October 21, 2011 at 12:16am

Look over yonder what do you see
The sun is a-risin'  most definitely
A new day is comin'  people are changin'
Ain't it beautiful

Crystal blue persuasion

Better get ready  gonna see the light
Love, love is the answer and that's all right
So don't you give up now so easy to find
Just look to your soul and open your mind

Crystal blue persuasion, mm-hmm
It's a new vibration
Crystal blue persuasion,

Crystal blue persuasion


Maybe tomorrow  when He looks down
Every green field  and every town
All of his children  every nation
There'll be peace and good brotherhood
Crystal blue persuasion

(Tommy James And The Shondells)

Comment by Robert P. Meyer Jr. on October 20, 2011 at 9:20pm

"Do you always trust your first initial feeling
Special knowledge holds true, bears believing

I turned around and the water was closing all around like a glove
Like the love that had finally, finally found me
Then I knew in the crystalline knowledge of you
Drove me through the mountains
Through the crystal like and clear water fountain
Drove me like a magnet
To the sea

How the faces of love have changed turning the pages
And I have changed, oh, but you, you remain ageless

I turned around and the water was closing all around like a glove
Like the love that had finally, finally found me
Then I knew in the crystalline knowledge of you
Drove me through the mountains
Through the crystal like and clear water fountain
Drove me like a magnet
To the sea"     ( Crystal-Lindsey Buckingam and Stevie Nicks)

Comment by Maryrose Orlans on October 20, 2011 at 6:32pm

Time, flowing like a river
Time, beckoning me
Who knows when we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river
To the sea
Goodbye my love, Maybe for forever
Goodbye my love, The tide waits for me
Who knows when we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river (on and on)
To the sea, to the sea
Till it's gone forever
Gone forever
Gone forevermore
Goodbye my friends, Maybe forever
Goodbye my friends, The stars wait for me
Who knows where we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river (on and on)
To the sea, to the sea
Till it's gone forever
Gone forever
Gone forevermore

(Alan Parson's Project)

Comment by Robert P. Meyer Jr. on October 20, 2011 at 4:37pm
"Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say."        (Time - Pink Floyd) 

 

 

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