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04-07-2015, 04:11
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Genesis, Huey Lewis, Filofax, CD 5
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#1833
04-07-2015, 10:18
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 HUS is very much more 'baa baa baa', I'd agree with you on that  --------- 4 stone 7, an epilogue of youth (I was rounding up to 5  )
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#1834
04-07-2015, 12:21
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Hussein in power as the media war retreats
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The early bird catches the worm... does the worm think that that's the way we all go? last.fm NICKY WIRE'S BASSES Cardiacs, song-by-song
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#1836
05-07-2015, 04:07
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No X-Box and no computers
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#1837
05-07-2015, 09:26
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Sleep through the Queen's speech
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#1839
05-07-2015, 13:25
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Let us choose our own wars and make our own mistakes
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"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more," - Byron 'I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.' (from Sea Fever - John Masefield) "Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all" - Emily Dickinson
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#1840
05-07-2015, 15:39
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Scream until the war is over
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The early bird catches the worm... does the worm think that that's the way we all go? last.fm NICKY WIRE'S BASSES Cardiacs, song-by-song
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#1841
05-07-2015, 18:27
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Realise how lonely this is
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#1844
06-07-2015, 21:24
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Lay down all your guns
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"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more," - Byron 'I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.' (from Sea Fever - John Masefield) "Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all" - Emily Dickinson
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