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Now i am trying to find the name or artist of song, it came out early 70's I have no idea who sung it or the title, but it was about a son who is getting into drugs (i think) and then there is talking in it ( and the police officer goes to the house) do any of youknow what the hell i am talking about, because my husband thinks i just totally lost my mind....
its driving me crazy.......ok everyone rack your brains!!1
http://www.seeqpod.com/
http://concerts.wolfgangsvault.com/
THIS IS A KEEPER
Lovin the link--thanks....loading it right now.
Good luck to you....isn't Friday the big day....triple therapy begins?? I know you will kick it, bro!!!!!!!!
Iz
thanks
...i know i wont be clear at 2 weeks..but iexpect i will have a 2 log drop...i did last round of tx...a 2 log drop at 2 weeks is good but not great....who knows tho....with me taking stem enhance for 2 years solid..maybe my liver is in way better shape this around ...WE SHALL SEE
Artist(Band):Don McLean
Every thread of creation is held in position
by still other strands of things living.
In an earthly tapestry hung from the skyline
of smouldering cities so gray and so vulgar,
as not to be satisfied with their own negativity
but needing to touch all the living as well.
Every breeze that blows kindly is one crystal breath
we exhale on the blue diamond heaven.
As gentle to touch as the hands of the healer.
As soft as farewells whispered over the coffin.
We're poisoned by venom with each breath we take,
from the brown sulphur chimney and the black highway snake.
Every dawn that breaks golden is held in suspension
like the yoke of the egg in albumen.
Where the birth and the death of unseen generations
are interdependent in vast orchestration
and painted in colors of tapestry thread.
When the dying are born and the living are dead.
Every pulse of your heartbeat is one liquid moment
that flows through the veins of your being.
Like a river of life flowing on since creation.
Approaching the sea with each new generation.
You're now just a stagnant and rancid disgrace
that is rapidly drowning the whole human race.
Every fish that swims silent, every bird that flies freely,
every doe that steps softly.
Every crisp leaf that falls, all the flowers that grow
on this colourful tapestry, somehow they know.
That if man is allowed to destroy all they need.
He will soon have to pay with his life, for his greed.
Somehow when I say it....it's just not as good (bad) as when you do it.
I think it's because research just sounds more scientific than enhance.
Enhance, on the other hand, sounds more interesting ; )
LOL!!