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A song - to all



Anand - Tue, 10 Jan 2006 23:07:53 +0530
I like to dedicate this song to all you folks out there feeling the winds of change lifting your spiritis high above yourselves:

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"Wind Beneath My Wings"
by Bette Midler

Ohhhh, oh, oh, oh, ohhh.
It must have been cold there in my shadow,
to never have sunlight on your face.
You were content to let me shine, that's your way.
You always walked a step behind.

So I was the one with all the glory,
while you were the one with all the strength.
A beautiful face without a name for so long.
A beautiful smile to hide the pain.

(chorus):
Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle (here one may meditate on one's bird of choice, from cookoo to turkey, through perhaps a B-52),
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I've got it all here in my heart.
I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it.
I would be nothing without you.

Did you ever know that you're my hero?
You're everything I wish I could be.
I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

Did I ever tell you you're my hero?
You're everything, everything I wish I could be.
Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Oh, the wind beneath my wings.
You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings.
Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.

Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,
so high I almost touch the sky.
Thank you, thank you,
thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.
tri-sandhyam - Wed, 11 Jan 2006 02:42:58 +0530
A house of cards
A supple heart
Is not a place to dwell

Now you have your cake
Don't hesitate
Come on just do it,
Come on just do it

Put it in your mouth
There is only now
Tomorrow has to wait

But know thereís no backing out
This is gonna be reality
You can never dream it down

I have No way
Of telling
The two apart

I don't need to make amends
In the general sense
But the devilís in the details

And salvation it may come free of charge
They say there is nothing as sacred
As the blood between brothers,
When it's pricked from their thumbs
And exchanged beneath the covers.

In truth, the fullest tears resound.
The world requires no audience.
no witnesses.

- adapted from Oberst