[Woton]'s diary

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Written about Thursday 2005-03-31
Written: (6987 days ago)

Proud to be an American
Ashamed of my Government.

369763  Link to this entry 
Written about Saturday 2004-10-02
Written: (7167 days ago)

The Days Of The Dancing
Whispered words
Secret old
Whispering words

I gave you my answer
On the stepping ground
I gave you my answer
In the days of the dancing

Whispered words
Eagle stare, not a care
Worlds apart, out of tune
With souls laid bare
Then the music stops

Chorus:
I gave you my answer
On the stepping ground
I gave you my answer
In the days of the dancing
In the days of the dancing

Sheltered hearts beat in time
Never more certain
Shattered dreams, flood of tears
The final curtain
Then the music starts
Here comes the night
Worlds apart, step in time
With hearts on fire
Whispered words, laughing eyes
So long my valentine
Dim the dance hall lights

(Chorus twice)

201479  Link to this entry 
Written about Wednesday 2004-04-21
Written: (7331 days ago)

Said Johnny To Molly
Said Johnny to Molly
"I am now going to leave you
And do not be grieved
At my going away
For the more we are parted
We'll always be true-hearted
And again I'll return
In the sweet month of May"

Said Molly to Johnny
"Oh I will mourn for you
And I will be grieved
At your going away
For you know very well that
Your absence does grieve me
I'm afraid you would die
In some strange country

I'll dress myself up
Like a neat little sea boy
Amidst awful dangers
I will stand your friend
And when that the lofty
High winds are a-blowing
My dear, I'll be with you
To plow the rough main"

"Your two little hands, love
Our ropes could not handle
Your two little feet, love
Our decks could not stand
Nor the cold nights of winter
You ne'er could endure them
So stay at home, darling
To the seas, do not go"

Her two little arms 'round
His neck she entwined them
And the clear crystal tears
From her eyes they did flow
And her lily-white hands
On the decks she kept ringing
Crying, "Oh my beloved
Will I ne'er see you more?"

Come all you pretty fair maids
That's inclined to marry
Oh never to place your
Affections on the one
For first they will court you
And then they'll deceive you
They will leave you as I'm left
To mourn when they're gone



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Written about Wednesday 2004-03-24
Written: (7359 days ago)

Ballad Of Accounting
By Karen Casey

In the morning we built the city
In the afternoon walked through its streets
Evening saw us leaving
We wandered through our days as if they would never end
All of us imagined we had endless time to spend
We hardly saw the crossroads and small attention gave
To the landmarks on the journey from the cradle to the grave
Cradle to the grave, cradle to the grave

Did you learn to dream in the morning?
Abandon dreams in the afternoon?
Wait without a hope in the evening?
Did you stand there in the traces and let them feed you lies?
Did you trail along behind them wearing blinkers on your eyes?
Did you kiss the foot that kicked you? Did you thank them for their scorn?
Did you ask for their forgiveness for the act of being born?
Act of being born, act of being born

Did you alter the face of the city?
Make any change in the world you found?
Or did you observe all the warning?
Did you read the trespass notice? Did you keep off the grass?
Did you shuffle off the pavement just to let your betters pass?
Did you learn to keep your mouth shut? Were you seen and never heard?
Did you learn to be obedient and jump to at a word?
Jump to at a word, jump to at a word

And did you ever demand any answer?
The who and the what and the reason why
And did you ever question the setup?
And did you stand aside and let them choose while you took second best?
Did you let them skin the cream off and then give to you the rest?
Did you settle for the shoddy? And did you think it right
To let them rob you right and left and never make a fight?
And never make a fight, never make a fight

What did you learn in the morning?
How much did you know in the afternoon?
Were you content in the evening?
And did they teach you how to question when you were at the school?
Did the factory help you grow? Were you the maker or the tool?
Did the place where you were living enrich your life and then?
Did you mix among the standing of all your fellow men?
All your fellow men, all your fellow men, all your fellow men

170838  Link to this entry 
Written about Wednesday 2004-03-17
Written: (7366 days ago)

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