The most beautiful things

The most innocent things

And many of those dreams

Pass us by

Keep passing us by

You feel good

I said it's funny that you understood

I knew you would

When you were good

You were very, very good

I still look up

When you walk in the room

I've the same wide eyes

They tell the story

Try not to reach out

When you turn 'round

And you say hello

And we both pretend

There was an end

But there was no ending

So I close my eyes softly

Til I become that part of the wind

That we all long for sometime

And to those that I love

Like a ghost through a fog

Like a charmed hour

And a haunted song

And the angel of my dreams

I still look up

I try hard not to look up

That girl was me

Track a ghost through the fog

A charmed hour--a haunted song

Track a ghost through the fog, baby

Ooh, you try hard

But you'll never catch me--yeah

Are you sober again?

yes...........and listening to music.

When we touch, the honesty's too much,

And I have to close my eyes, aaaaand Crrrry.

I wanna hold you til I die, til we both break down and cry. I wanna hold you, til the fear in me.....subsides.

Thank you, thank you very much. Try the veal....

...pull on a finger then another finger then your cigar...

(clearing the tears from my eyes)

That was beautiful, Rug.

Veal is under age meat. That will get you in trouble.

8, are you sure it not my shark skin tux making your eyes water? See you tomorrow night, shows at 7 and 9...

good show fancy boy.

Apparently you in touch with your feminine sides tonight... ahem.

Weird. Rug sang it, but it was the same song that popped into my head...

I don't even know who sings it, but it was a cool song, back in the day.

^^

Dan Hill I believe. 1978.

Post tease. You came in here before you left for work just to post tease, didn't you?

Asshat.

By the way... I have the midwatch Friday night/Saturday morning.

I'll be able to BS from 3pm (8track local time) Friday until about 9pm. It'll be midnight until 6am on Saturday for me.

Any of you asshats want to BS, i'll try to be logged in. Subject to the workload that night, of course.

That just might work. If no cigar after work, I'll drop my but into my chair here in the basement jackatorium and exchange some ideas on how to make the world a better place.