What are you listening to?
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In this one of many possible worlds,
All for the best or some bizarre test?
It is what it is and whatever,
Time is still the infinite jest
The arrow flies when you dream,
The hours tick away,
The cells tick away
The Watchmaker keeps to his schemes,
The hours tick away, they tick away
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
So hard to earn so easily burned
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
So hard to earn so easily burned
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
In the rise and the set of the sun,
'Til the stars go spinning,
Spinning 'round the night
Oh, it is what it is, and forever
Each moment a memory in flight
The arrow flies while you breathe,
The hours tick away,
The cells tick away,
The Watchmaker has time up his sleeve,
The hours tick away, they tick away
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
So hard to earn so easily burned
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
(It's a measure of a life)
The treasure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
The way you live, the gifts that you give
In the fullness of time,
It's the only return that you expect
The future disappears into memory
With only a moment between.
Forever dwells in that moment,
Hope is what remains to be seen.
Forever dwells in that moment,
Hope is what remains to be seen.
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
(It's a measure of a life)
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
(It's a measure of a life)
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
(It's a measure of a life)
(It's a measure of a life)
(It's a measure of a life)
(It's a measure of a life)
Rush: The Garden
All for the best or some bizarre test?
It is what it is and whatever,
Time is still the infinite jest
The arrow flies when you dream,
The hours tick away,
The cells tick away
The Watchmaker keeps to his schemes,
The hours tick away, they tick away
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
So hard to earn so easily burned
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
So hard to earn so easily burned
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
In the rise and the set of the sun,
'Til the stars go spinning,
Spinning 'round the night
Oh, it is what it is, and forever
Each moment a memory in flight
The arrow flies while you breathe,
The hours tick away,
The cells tick away,
The Watchmaker has time up his sleeve,
The hours tick away, they tick away
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
So hard to earn so easily burned
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
(It's a measure of a life)
The treasure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
The way you live, the gifts that you give
In the fullness of time,
It's the only return that you expect
The future disappears into memory
With only a moment between.
Forever dwells in that moment,
Hope is what remains to be seen.
Forever dwells in that moment,
Hope is what remains to be seen.
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
(It's a measure of a life)
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
(It's a measure of a life)
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
(It's a measure of a life)
(It's a measure of a life)
(It's a measure of a life)
(It's a measure of a life)
Rush: The Garden
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"Men and women range themselves into three classes or orders of intelligence; you can tell the lowest class by their habit of always talking about persons; the next by the fact that their habit is always to converse about things; the highest by their preference for the discussion of ideas." - Charles Stewart
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"I believe there are more instances of the abridgment of the freedom of the people by gradual and silent encroachments of those in power than by violent and sudden usurpations." - James Madison
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Totally hooked on Lana Del Rey's 2 albums. Didn't think I cared for her at all the first time i saw her. Now been listening to nothing but Born to Die and Paradise non stop for the last couple of days.
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Metamorphosis of R.E.M - A Tribute {15 Albums - 15 Songs - 15 Minutes - 30 Years}
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Good Dog...
Marx, Lennon
Good Dog...
Nada Surf - Let Go.
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Stuck in the '90s, and have been enjoying some Silverchair
Good old fashioned sensitive new age rock Daniel Johns was a young and talented musician back in the day.
Do you feel the same
Open Fire - Ana's Song
Emotion Sickness
Good old fashioned sensitive new age rock Daniel Johns was a young and talented musician back in the day.
Do you feel the same
Open Fire - Ana's Song
Emotion Sickness
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Oh! It's been sooo long since I've listened to Silverchair!StevieG wrote:Stuck in the '90s, and have been enjoying some Silverchair
Good old fashioned sensitive new age rock Daniel Johns was a young and talented musician back in the day.
Do you feel the same
Open Fire - Ana's Song
Emotion Sickness
Israel's Son
'Tis dream to think that Reason can
Govern the reasoning creature, man.
- Herman Melville
I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all!
"All creation is a huge, ornate, imaginary, and unintended fiction; if it could be deciphered it would yield a single shocking word."
-John Crowley
Govern the reasoning creature, man.
- Herman Melville
I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all!
"All creation is a huge, ornate, imaginary, and unintended fiction; if it could be deciphered it would yield a single shocking word."
-John Crowley