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lyrics that hit home...

Still wondering what I'll be when I grow up.
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Stayed in bed all morning just to pass the time
There's something wrong here, there can be no denying
One of us is changing
Or maybe we just stopped trying

And it's too late, baby, now it's too late
Though we really did try to make it
Something inside has died
And I can't hide and I just can't fake it

It used to be so easy living here with you
You were light and breezy and I knew just what to do
Now you look so unhappy and I feel like a fool

And it's too late, baby, now it's too late
Though we really did try to make it
Something inside has died
And I can't hide and I just can't fake it

There'll be good times again for me and you
But we just can't stay together, don't you feel it, too
Still I'm glad for what we had and how I once loved you

But it's too late, baby, now it's too late
Though we really did try to make it
Something inside has died and I can't hide
And I just can't fake it
Still wondering what I'll be when I grow up.
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Still wondering what I'll be when I grow up.
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Don't remember if I posted this one or not but the song "The Last Song" by Sir Elton John really brings a tear to my eye! From the story that is told through the lyrics, I really feel a connection with the young man who is dying of AIDS and trying to reconcile his relationship with his father. While I myself do not have anything like AIDS, my relationship with my father has always been a very strained one. There was a period of time where he and I did no even speak to each other. We had started mending things somewhat over the past couple of years, but now that I have come out and since the divorce process started between my now ex wife and all, we really aren't speaking to each other again.

I love my father and in a lot of ways respect him, but he and I have never really seen eye to eye. I hope someday he will be able to accept the fact that I am gay and we will be able to mend our relationship again before it really is "The Last Song" between us.
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As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto

And his mama cries
Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto

People, don't you understand
The child needs a helping hand
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
Are we too blind to see,
Do we simply turn our heads

And look the other way
Well the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto

And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam the streets at night
And he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto

Then one night in desperation
A young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
Tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto

As her young man dies,
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
Still wondering what I'll be when I grow up.
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Well how do you do young Willy Mc Bride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun
I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done

I see by your gravestone your were only nineteen
When you joined the great falling in nineteen fifteen
Well I hope you died well and I hope you died clean
Or young Willy Mc Bride was it slow and obscene

[Chorus]
Did they beat the drum slowly ,did they sound the fifes lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest.

[2]
Did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some faithfull heart is your memory enshrined
And though you died back in nineteen fifteen
In some faith full heart are you forever nineteen

Or are you a stranger without even a name
Enshrined forever behind a glass frame
In an old photograph torn battered and stained
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame.

[Repeat Chorus]

[3]
Well the sun now it shines on the green fields of France
There's a warm summer breeze it makes the red poppies dance
And look how the sun shines from under the cloudes
There's no gas no barbed wire , there's no gun firing now.

But here in this graveyard it's still no mans land
The countless white crosses stand mute in the sand
To man's blind indefference to his fellow man
To a whole generation that were butchered and dammed

[Repeat Chorus]

Well Will Mc Bride I cant help wonder why
Do those that lie here know why did they die
And did they believe when they ansered the call
Did they really believe that this war would end war

Well the sorrow the suffering the glory the pain
The killing the dying was all done in vain
For young Willy Mc Bride it all happened again
And again,and again,and again,and again
Still wondering what I'll be when I grow up.
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Lady by Regina Spektor


Lady sing the blues so well, as if she mean it.
As if it's hell down here in this smoke filled world here the jokes are cold they don't laugh at jokes, they laugh at tragedies.

Cornerstreet societies, but they believe her they never leave her while she sings she makes them feel things

She says I can sing this song so blue blue that you will cry in spite of you little wet tears on your baby's shoulder.

And I have walked these streets so long there ain't nothing right, there ain't nothing wrong, but the little wet tears on my baby's shoulder.

Lady lights a cigarette puffs away no regret,
Takes a look around no regret no regret.
Stretches out like branches of a poplar tree she says I'm free.
Sings so soft as if she'll break
Says I can sing this song so blue that you will cry in spite of you little wet tears on your baby's shoulder.
And I have walked these streets so long there ain't nothing right nothing wrong
But the little wet tears on my baby's shoulder.

But on this stage I've learned to fly, learned to sing and learned to cry.
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder.

And now it's time to say goodbye, some might laugh but I will surely cry
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder.

Lady lights a cigarette, puffs away
Then winter comes
And she forgets.
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Lest We Forget

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