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02-07-2015, 20:25
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Disco dancing with the rapists
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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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#1817
02-07-2015, 20:36
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Stay on your knees and kiss my feet.
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#1818
02-07-2015, 20:40
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This is my last descent
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#1819
02-07-2015, 20:46
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Tied to fragments born and grown.
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#1820
02-07-2015, 23:41
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No interpretation for the heart in me
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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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#1821
03-07-2015, 03:06
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Europe had a language problem
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#1822
03-07-2015, 03:08
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Multi-national aim of one world culture turning one dollar into another and another
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#1823
03-07-2015, 03:26
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Resources – divorces with unknown forces
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#1824
03-07-2015, 05:11
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Science fiction for the masses, with no reality
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#1825
03-07-2015, 07:33
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You stole the sun from, you stole the sun from ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-ahohh-ahhhahahhhhhh
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#1826
03-07-2015, 09:12
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Hello, it's us again
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#1827
03-07-2015, 10:05
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Na na na na na na na na na winter lovers winters trees
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#1828
03-07-2015, 16:21
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So, what am I doing, girl?
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Phoenix Festival 1996. Toronto Warehouse 1999. *some time passes* Toronto Danforth 2015. Royal Albert Hall x2 2016. Manchester, Llandudno, Cardiff 2018. Manchester x2, Birmingham 2019. (I am on the wrong continent, clearly.) Coming up! Silver Spring, Philly, NYC, Toronto 2022
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#1829
03-07-2015, 16:38
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Love's sweet exile
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#1830
03-07-2015, 18:58
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Escape's not worth the capture
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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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