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Mood Music Part Quatro

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posted on Nov, 15 2016 @ 05:53 PM
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I've become impossible



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posted on Nov, 16 2016 @ 01:23 AM
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a reply to: obnoxiouschick

Nice!






posted on Nov, 16 2016 @ 01:28 AM
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posted on Nov, 16 2016 @ 05:36 AM
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Oh wow, Leonard Cohen died last week! That's crazy, I never knew he was Canadian.

RIP Leonard Cohen.




posted on Nov, 16 2016 @ 07:17 AM
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Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dare
Disturb the sound of silence

“Fools” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said “The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence




Everybody's talking at me
I don't hear a word they're saying
Only the echoes of my mind

People stopping, staring
I can't see their faces
Only the shadows of their eyes

I'm going where the sun keeps shining
Through the pouring rain
Going where the weather suits my clothes

Banking off of the northeast winds
Sailing on a summer breeze
And skipping over the ocean like a stone

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posted on Nov, 16 2016 @ 10:49 AM
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I just want to live it up, can a mother#er breathe?



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you only get one spaghetti



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