The Antidote, you gave me my signature toast… Here’s to the Eve Of the Day which will never come, And here’s to Retreat To ease the pain.
Category: Music
The A to Z of my musical tastes
Temptation is a bitch, and this ain’t about you or yours. I don’t think there is more needed in this subheading to ensure we know ALL know how clear my fucking feelings are.
The bitter end is that I didn’t get to go to the show.
Finisterra – A light at the end of the world. Part of me wants to note that the only light at the end of the tunnel is another train. Or another life in this case. Or not.
The Evils of Rock and Roll
My Channel For The Pain – I wonder why I live all alone… No words from Paradise Lost hit so close to home that it feels as if it were written for me.
Oh Women, there is a nexus point, between now and then. A place where you could point out the attractiveness of the other sex, well before dealing with this PC bullshit.
I live in hell. There is no rain. It sure would be nice, to gather a Handful of Rain. There are more facets to this statement, but it’s dry as F here.
And I need all the love that I can’t get to. I just want MORE, I repeated to the RevCD, I just want MORE. More…
Mystify My Love, My Love. Damn, that’s redundant. But it’s an important lesson. How I love the lyrics from Paradise Lost.
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