Dance with You
Sometimes it's a song. These are the lyrics to Dance with You by Live.
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Sittin' on the beach
The island king of love
Deep in Fijian Seas
Deep in some blissful dream
Where the goddess finally sleeps
In the lap of her lover
Subdued in all her rage
And I'm aglow with the taste of the demons driven out
And happily replaced with the presence of real love
The only one who saves
I wanna dance with you
I see a world where people live and die with grace
The karmic ocean dried up and leaves no trace
I wanna dance with you
I see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
And lead us back to a world we would not face
The stillness in your eyes
Convinces me that I
I don't know a thing
And I been around the world and I've tasted all the wines
A half a billion times came sickened to your shores
You show me what this life is for
I wanna dance with you
I see a world where people live and die with grace
The karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I wanna dance with you
I see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
And lead us back to a world we would not face
In this altered state
Full of so much pain and rage
You know we got to find a way to let it go
Sittin' on the beach
The island king of love
Deep in Fijian Seas
Deep in the heart of it all where the goddess finally sleeps
After eons of war and lifetimes
She smilin' and free, nothin' left
But a cracking voice and a song, oh lord
I wanna dance with you
I see a world where people live and die with grace
The karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I wanna dance with you
I see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
And lead us back to a world we would not face
Post Scripts...
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Sittin' on the beach
The island king of love
Deep in Fijian Seas
Deep in some blissful dream
Where the goddess finally sleeps
In the lap of her lover
Subdued in all her rage
And I'm aglow with the taste of the demons driven out
And happily replaced with the presence of real love
The only one who saves
I wanna dance with you
I see a world where people live and die with grace
The karmic ocean dried up and leaves no trace
I wanna dance with you
I see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
And lead us back to a world we would not face
The stillness in your eyes
Convinces me that I
I don't know a thing
And I been around the world and I've tasted all the wines
A half a billion times came sickened to your shores
You show me what this life is for
I wanna dance with you
I see a world where people live and die with grace
The karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I wanna dance with you
I see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
And lead us back to a world we would not face
In this altered state
Full of so much pain and rage
You know we got to find a way to let it go
Sittin' on the beach
The island king of love
Deep in Fijian Seas
Deep in the heart of it all where the goddess finally sleeps
After eons of war and lifetimes
She smilin' and free, nothin' left
But a cracking voice and a song, oh lord
I wanna dance with you
I see a world where people live and die with grace
The karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I wanna dance with you
I see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
And lead us back to a world we would not face
Post Scripts...
posted by J.B.P. at 10:25 PM
10 Comments:
Just when I think I have all this feminine emotion roped in, just when I decide to have a stone facade and to not feel ever again...I find this...and it makes me cry,
Don't think me harsh when I say I'm glad. If individuals (I choose my words wisely) like you stopped feeling, I do believe all the problems of the world would cease to be solvable.
but, ah, yes, if individuals were to stop feeling thus and then were to eat some chili for their supper, we should then not think the cesation of feeling too harsh a consequence, as the stone facade of....BAH!
i know just how you feel...just when i think i have all the chili i've eaten bottled up in my rectum, i read jeff's blog and i shit all over myself.
Props to Marty...you're one witty fellow. As for CJ, you could use a bit on your delivery and logic; if I sat down to a bowl of your award winning chili, I would want all the feelings possible to appriciate every bite. Then again, you're both dicks, so maybe I'm reaching a bit further than necessary.
Cheers!
haha, marty shits himself.
jeff thought about me so much one time that he pooed his monk robe.
When one contemplates the Buddha, there is no longer any self to poo nor monk robes to receive. Yes, not even chili remains...
Shouldn't you guys be working?
Crying makes my face hurt-not to mention it makes me feel like I'm showing weakness. I seem to do it anyway though...happy, sad, cloudy day...the only other song lyrics that have made me cry (so far) are Deperado and In My Life by the Eagles and the Beatles, respectively...with The Gambler by Kenny Rogers to make me feel strong again-stated so simply. "You got to know when to hold them, know when to fold them, know when to walk away, know when to run..."
ps I love chili
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