What are you listening to now? Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
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- KVRAF
- 4584 posts since 21 Sep, 2005
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- KVRAF
- 4584 posts since 21 Sep, 2005
To love is to bury.
One never loves enough.
R.D. Laing was right.
I want to feel no anger.
No hate.
Only understanding.
When it is my time.
I want to know that I only loved.
Never hated.
One never loves enough.
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- KVRAF
- 4584 posts since 21 Sep, 2005
Then one night, I'm terrified.
This is what music can mean.
If you aren't playing about with the magical, the mystical, the spiritual, then leave it alone.
If it doesn't bring deep tears to your eyes..
Words spoken, better left unsaid.
This is what music can mean.
If you aren't playing about with the magical, the mystical, the spiritual, then leave it alone.
If it doesn't bring deep tears to your eyes..
Words spoken, better left unsaid.
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- KVRAF
- 4584 posts since 21 Sep, 2005
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- KVRAF
- 4584 posts since 21 Sep, 2005
Who you gonna talk to?
Ah hoo. Who'da you talk to?
Ah hoo. Who'da you talk to?
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- KVRAF
- 4584 posts since 21 Sep, 2005
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- KVRAF
- 4584 posts since 21 Sep, 2005
It's like blixa bargeld never happened.
Einsturzende neubaten.
eh?
Come sails your ships round me
And burn your bridges down..
Loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down
You are a little mystery to me
If that don't give you a world pass for being an arsehole for the rest of your life,
I don't know what will.
Einsturzende neubaten.
eh?
Come sails your ships round me
And burn your bridges down..
Loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down
You are a little mystery to me
If that don't give you a world pass for being an arsehole for the rest of your life,
I don't know what will.
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- KVRAF
- 4584 posts since 21 Sep, 2005
f**k me. That is John Cale in the corner there.
Dying on the vine.
Dying on the vine.
- KVRAF
- 8078 posts since 9 Jan, 2003 from Saint Louis MO
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- D.H. MOD
- 17920 posts since 21 Jun, 2008
Ivo Pogorelich - Chopin Recital
No longer a moderator.
- addled muppet weed
- 111304 posts since 26 Jan, 2003 from through the looking glass
porcupine tree - on the sunday of life.