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Favorite "Time" Song in title or verse. Tell us your Favorite. Freeper Canteen 18 April 2014
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| The Canteen Crew
Posted on 04/17/2014 5:59:14 PM PDT by AZamericonnie
~Favorite "Time" Songs~
*Video*
Time To Say Goodbye Sarah Brightman Andrea Bocelli
[Sarah:] Quando sono sola sogno all'orizzonte e mancan le parole, si lo so che non c'è luce in una stanza quando manca il sole, se non ci sei tu con me, con me. Su le finestre mostra a tutti il mio cuore che hai accesso, chiudi dentro me la luce che hai incontrato per strada.
Time to say goodbye. Paesi che non ho mai veduto e vissuto con te, adesso si li vivrò. Con te partirò su navi per mari che, io lo so, no, no, non esistono più, it's time to say goodbye.
[Andrea:] Quando sei lontana sogno all'orizzonte e mancan le parole, e io si lo so che sei con me con me, tu mia luna tu sei qui con me, mio sole tu sei qui, con me, con me, con me, con me.
Time to say goodbye. Paesi che non ho mai veduto e vissuto con te, adesso sì li vivrò. Con te partirò su navi per mari che, io lo so, no, no, non esistono più,
[Both:] con te io li rivivrò. Con te partirò su navi per mari che, io lo so, no, no, non esistono più, con te io li rivivrò. Con te partirò.
Io con te
*Video*
Jamiroquai Time Won't Wait
Hey, time won't wait for you Keeps on ticking away Burning up every day (2x)
She was sleeping at the bus stop Ebbing away But a magic in her blue eyes Told me she had left her daze So I asked to share her wisdom And there was no doubt I told her I was sitting low down on the crest fall The future's trying catch me out
She said time won't wait for you So do all the things you wanted to Better hurry up to get in your stride Use your resolution which you've been supplied And love won't change you boy, it's true I can tell you 'till my face is blue Every second screams Listen to your dreams Ooh, 'cause you just can't stop the clock
On a brick that I was banging open my head Over my head But there's sweet wings on my feet now Where once they were made of lead Do you hear a message in the music I hear it too You know, you got your history in the making And slowing down won't get you through No no
Time won't wait for you So do all the things you wanted to Better hurry up Take it in your stride Use your resolution which you've been supplied And love won't change you boy, it's true I can tell you 'till my face is blue Every second screams Listen to your dreams 'Cause you just can't stop the clock
Time won't wait for you Keeps on ticking away Burning up everyday Time won't wait for you Keeps on ticking away Burning up everyday
Keeps on You know and it keeps on You know and it keeps on It keeps on ticking yeah
Keeps on You know and it keeps on You know and it keeps on Keeps on ticking baby
Time won't wait for you So do all the things you wanted to You better hurry up Hey take it in your stride Use your resolution which you've been supplied Love won't change you boy, it's true I can tell you 'till my face IS blue Every second screams Listen to your dreams Ooh, 'cause you just can't stop the clock
You know our times all Ticking away yeah It's all Ticking away yeah Time it keeps on Ticking away Won't stop ticking away Time won't wait for you Won't wait for you Oh won't wait for you. No That's time
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To: AZamericonnie
25 O’Clock - Dukes Of Stratosphear (aka XTC)
To: St_Thomas_Aquinas
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posted on
04/17/2014 7:13:44 PM PDT
by
Publius
("Who is John Galt?" by Billthedrill and Publius now available at Amazon.)
To: AZamericonnie
To: AZamericonnie
“The Last Time I Saw Her” by Gordon Lightfoot,
So hauntingly beautiful...
“The last time I held her hand, her touch was autumn, spring and summer, and winter too
The last time I let go of her, she walked a way into the night
I lost her in the misty streets, a thousand months, a thousand miles
When other lips will kiss her eyes
A million miles beyond the moon, that’s where she is
But that was so long ago that I can scarcely feel the way I felt before
And if time could heal the wounds, I would tear the threads away that I might bleed some more
The last time I saw her face, her eyes were bathed in starlight and she walked alone...”
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posted on
04/17/2014 7:14:30 PM PDT
by
republicanbred
(...and when I die I'll be republican dead.)
To: AZamericonnie
185
posted on
04/17/2014 7:14:46 PM PDT
by
Kartographer
("We mutually pledge to each other our lives, our fortunes and our sacred honor.")
To: AZamericonnie
186
posted on
04/17/2014 7:15:05 PM PDT
by
Lazamataz
(Early 2009 to 7/21/2013 - RIP my little girl Cathy. You were the best cat ever. You will be missed.)
To: AZamericonnie
187
posted on
04/17/2014 7:15:45 PM PDT
by
Publius
("Who is John Galt?" by Billthedrill and Publius now available at Amazon.)
To: AZamericonnie
Finger Poppin’ Time - Hank Ballard and the Midnighters
Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
It’s finger pop poppin’ time
Finger poppin’, poppin’ time
I feel so good and that’s a real good sign
188
posted on
04/17/2014 7:16:29 PM PDT
by
FXRP
To: AZamericonnie
189
posted on
04/17/2014 7:16:36 PM PDT
by
John S Mosby
(Sic Semper Tyrannis)
To: Zeneta
Yes that is one amazing song also. I call it one of the saddest songs. I tell my wife if we want to kill all the terrorist just play that song and Kansas Dust in the wind and the Arabs will be killing themselves with out hurting any one else..
190
posted on
04/17/2014 7:16:57 PM PDT
by
crazydad
(Obamamohamed is a traitor)
To: Kartographer
191
posted on
04/17/2014 7:17:23 PM PDT
by
Kartographer
("We mutually pledge to each other our lives, our fortunes and our sacred honor.")
To: TADSLOS
The production is outstanding. I just googled it, and saw that Alan Parsons was the producer. So that explains the flawless production. The song gives me chills. Of course, I didn’t fully appreciate it back in the day. Too mature a sound for a teenager.
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posted on
04/17/2014 7:18:04 PM PDT
by
St_Thomas_Aquinas
( Isaiah 22:22, Matthew 16:19, Revelation 3:7)
To: AZamericonnie
Time of the Season - Zombies, written by Rod Argent
It’s the time of the season
When love runs high
In this time, give it to me easy
And let me try with pleasured hands
To take you in the sun to promised lands
To show you every one
It’s the time of the season for loving
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04/17/2014 7:18:26 PM PDT
by
FXRP
To: Publius; fatima
Thanks, Publius, for all the help. ((HUGS))
Fatima is caring for 9 grand and great grand kidlets.
194
posted on
04/17/2014 7:19:06 PM PDT
by
Kathy in Alaska
((~RIP Brian...the Coast Guard lost a good one.~))
To: Kartographer
195
posted on
04/17/2014 7:19:13 PM PDT
by
Publius
("Who is John Galt?" by Billthedrill and Publius now available at Amazon.)
To: AZamericonnie
196
posted on
04/17/2014 7:19:22 PM PDT
by
mountn man
(The Pleasure You Get From Life Is Equal To The Attitude You Put Into It)
To: Kathy in Alaska
Fatima is that old?!
Holy moly.
(ducking)
197
posted on
04/17/2014 7:20:03 PM PDT
by
Publius
("Who is John Galt?" by Billthedrill and Publius now available at Amazon.)
To: Lazamataz
My top female voices are.
Kate Bush
Annie Lennox
Cindi Lauper
198
posted on
04/17/2014 7:20:27 PM PDT
by
Zeneta
(Thoughts in time and out of season.)
To: St_Thomas_Aquinas
Lots of great instrumentals fused together.
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posted on
04/17/2014 7:20:33 PM PDT
by
TADSLOS
(The Event Horizon has come and gone. Buckle up and hang on.)
To: FXRP
200
posted on
04/17/2014 7:21:20 PM PDT
by
Publius
("Who is John Galt?" by Billthedrill and Publius now available at Amazon.)
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