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Compromise |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada 
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Those high school sweetheart days we lived, Testing out the so called sins We'd sing in sunsets spilling gold I remember songs we wrote. Sittin on the graveyard fence your searchin body so intense my guitar strung against the world, and you right there my steady girl. mothered me just like a boy I smothered you like a toy. The world was ours at seventeen me for you and you for me. In the heat we'd sing a toast to King and Taylor's lyric rotes, the words of life we recognized would mask the truth with compromise One on one a sculpture carved together we were modern art. A model for the world to see we'd sing of change with words of peace. We were clean and music deep just like moonlight on the sea. We lived fairy tales of hope brand new home the future wrote. We made plans for endless tasks working on our dreams to last. Those growing years we spent together we thought they'd go on forever. But the nature of the boy singing songs telling stories opened doors beyond the stage here tommorrow gone today. When the praises came to rest I tried to fight them with my best but the change from boy to man can blanket many early plans. The years upon your welcome breast have stayed with me at heart no less. But I booked to other spoils some freedom from our midnight oil. Now I sing the tavern shift a folksey rover with a gift. But there's a lost and unheard verse that can't explain our love and work So I play us but there's no you, just beer drenched bars and late reviews. But when it comes down to the truth there was no gamble in our youth. Swept away by rushing tides we filled the needs we craved inside. But changes flow from buried streams an surface in the thoughts we breed. But it's never final past the end Cause in the chorus I hear a friend. The world was ours at seventeen me for you and you for me. In the heat we'd sing a toast to King and Taylor's lyric rotes, the words of life we recognized would mask the truth with compromise |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Man this was a trip, into the realms of music and down memory lane. Good poem, solid form. Kethry a good commitee can decimate communication. |
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marcel Senior Member
since 2003-03-02
Posts 660az, usa |
hold on to those memories, my man....sometimes they are what keep us going, or keeps us hoping.........wonderful write.... |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
oh my this was good!! enjoyed...RDB |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
seventeen...the age of wonder, faith, and miracles seems like another lifetime now |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
this was exceptional writing...going back to discover so so many great lines...to many to copy and paste... thank you for writing and sharing |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
the ol' happy together, you for me and me for you oh how happy we could be so happy together, so how is the weather? My spirit will rise |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I just watched a PBS special on King and Taylor...together for the moment..and it brought tears of memories of times past that were so good that you didn't even know it at the time.. I love this E...for many reasons..one being it sings to me  for thatM..and I am saving it to read over and over |
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