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Speaking in Tongues
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Speaking in Tongues |
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soul drifter Senior Member
since 2004-09-08
Posts 711Colorado |
The line "Brown eyes, hair cut as short as your skirt" doesn't rhyme with anything, but I don't care. It could well be my favorite line. --- Speaking in Tongues Headline on the sky: You sure know how to kill a guy Just to bring him back to life No real wonder why It comes to me by and by You'd be one hell of a wife To wake up to And what with all those funny things you do Tonight I'm undoing the laces of The heart of a girl who blessed me with traces of Rouge lips sinking all of my ships Guess you had your fun I've been known to trip Down the coastline of your hips Speaking in tongues Sighing in code that Every little eyelash I'm diving from I'm just falling, falling To the bottom of the rung The finer the face The sweeter it is to taste Your honey of happiness Well I could drink a case Man I couldn't care less If the whole world Died screaming by just a word from my girl What would it matter If it all turns to tatters Just so I could stay forever with her Brown eyes Hair cut as short as your skirt Guess I'll have my fun Silently as I slip Slowly traveling fingertips Speaking in tongues Kissing in rhyme for Every smile that I'm warming to I'm just falling falling Wishing I was the man who Could mean as much to you as you do to me But what do I know anyway I've still a million dreams I've yet to see Set free Free as can be Oh but it'd be nice if you're the one and only dream of mine to come true Coming undone, speaking in tongues For you my dear The righteous one, a new morning's sun who killed my fear Headline on the sky: You sure know how to fill a guy His heart drunk on the good life No real wonder why It comes to pass by and by That you're one hell of a knife And I gladly wander along your edge One hell of a wife To follow every night back into bed I could say a million things about how I found the one But in the end it's all just speaking in tongues "He turns his money into light to look for her" - U2, 'Lemon' |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Yeah, you're right, SL, we all wind up "speaking in tongues" when we fall for that one girl/woman who can instill within ourselves a bit of servitude. You spelled it out. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Rouge lips sinking all of my ships ------------------------- You come up with the coolest lines... Only you soul drifter. |
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Ari Squire Member Posts 488 In The Phallus Lane |
Yes, "tongues"...The French connection. Stimulating dialect. Loving Linny Jean is poetry. |
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Redstart Senior Member
since 2014-05-16
Posts 535 |
I'd bet my balls to a penny that you are in love. You have made it, win or lose. |
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