Posted on 03/14/2002 5:07:26 AM PST by HairOfTheDog
Eagles inhabit the heavenly heights, they know neither limit nor bound.
They're the guardian angels of darkness and light, they see all and hear every sound.
My spirit will never be broken or caught for the soul is a free-flying thing.
Like an eagle that needs neither comfort nor thought to rise up on glorious wings.
I had a vision of eagles and horses high on a ridge in a race with the wind.
My body is merely the shell of my soul, but the flesh must be given its due.
Like a pony that carries its master back home, like an old friend that's tried and been true.
My spirit will never be broken or caught for the soul is a free-flying thing.
Like an eagle that needs neither comfort nor thought to rise up on glorious wings.
I had a vision of eagles and horses high on a ridge in a race with the wind.
If I wanted flame wars, I could go back the religion threads...
sshhhhh...I'm tryin' to lull her into a false sense of security....
Yes you can go home now. ;^)
Who did that pretty one? you throw Pink Floyd and Eagles at me, but I think you have stumped the band...
Hello, friends! Isn't it Friday yet?
SpongeBob SnowPants...Honest, there was no vodka in the orange juice
Then there is:
All of my memories lay in the lights of the highway.
All of my nights in old motels and sleeping alone.
All of my days on the road with no one beside me.
All of my dreams of a place that I can call home.
Somewhere in the shade, near the sound of a sweet singing river.
Somewhere in the sun where the mountains make love to the sky.
Somewhere to build me a faith, a farm and a family.
Somewhere to grow older, and somewhere a reason to try.
'Cause I'm tired of big cities, and so tired of big city ways.
Scratching off sunsets, and walking around in the maze.
Some sweet taxi dancer trying to save me from being alone.
Ah, it's much worse than lonely, there is no place that I really belong, I want to be home.
I'm leaving this city life, and by night I'm flying away.
I'm leaving tomorrow and all of the old yesterdays.
I'm leaving the trash cans, the bright lights, and telephone lines.
I'm leaving my sorrows and all of my memories behind to see what I find.
Somewhere in the shade, near the sound of a sweet singing river.
Somewhere in the sun where the mountains make love to the sky.
Somewhere to build me a faith, a farm and a family.
Somewhere to grow older, and somewhere to lay down and die.
Corin, if you start making "SpongeBob" references I may have to kill you. That's almost as bad as the Left Behind thing!
I previously had Mindspring, which Earthlink bought out, Mindspring was generally better. My office computer is Earthlink dialup, it's fine also.
You don't like SpongeBob? My two-year-old loves him...(and sings along)
I knew there was a reason I liked you so much...
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