VERY PERSONAL POST.
Below are the lyrics to a popular song called "Wildflower," done by a group called Skylark, which had this one big hit only. It was in the Top 10 the week we were married, and probably is the only song I will not be able to listen to should I survive Pam.
The words were written by a policeman, and beyond that I know little about it. The line that is particularly touching is, "Sleep's the only freedom that she knows." It is also one of the few popular tunes I have heard with a harp included.
WILDFLOWER
She's faced the hardest times you could imagine
And many times her eyes fought back the tears
And when her youthful world was about to fall in
Each time her slender shouldersbore the weight of all her fears
And a sorrow no one hears still rings in midnight silence in her ears
Let her cry, for she's a lady
Let her dream, for she's a child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower, growing wild
And if by chance I should hold her, let me hold her for a time
But if allowed just one possession, I would pick her from the garden, to be mine
Be careful how you touch her, for she'll awaken
And sleep's the only freedom that she knows
And when you walk into her eyes, you won't believe
The way she's always paying for a debt she never owes
And a silent wind still blows that only she can hear and so she goes.
Let her cry, for she's a lady
Let her dream, for she's a child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower, growing wild
Random thoughts from a largely-useless man. Old radio shows, old movies, the simple life.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
How to learn to use English
To master the usage of the English language, I would study the writings of Sir Winston Churchill for eloquence and Elder C. H. Cayce for plainness.
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