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And all in all, it's been fine.
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.] 50 playsCat Power - The Greatest (The Greatest, 2006)
Once I wanted to be the greatest
No wind of waterfall could stall me
And then came the rush of the flood
Stars of night turned deep to dust
Melt me down
Into big black armour
Leave no trace of grace
Just in your honour
Lower me down
To culprit south
Make ‘em wash a space in town
For the lead
And the dregs of my bed
I’ve been sleepin’
Lower me down
Pin me in
Secure the grounds
For the later parade
Once I wanted to be the greatest
Two fists of solid rock
With brains that could explain
Any feeling
Lower me down
Pin me in
Secure the grounds
For the lead
And the dregs of my bed
I’ve been sleepin’
For the later parade
Once I wanted to be the greatest
No wind of waterfall could stall me
And then came the rush of the flood
Stars of night turned deep to dust -
I am the son
and the heir
of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and the heir
of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
how can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
just like everybody else does
There’s a club if you’d like to go
you could meet somebody who really loves you
so you go, and you stand on your own
and you leave on your own
and you go home, and you cry
and you want to die
When you say it’s gonna happen “now”
well, when exactly do you mean?
see I’ve already waited too long
and all my hope is gone
You shut your mouth
how can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
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"Today we reflect on the brief but luminous life of John Keats – struck down by tuberculosis one hundred and ninety-one years ago at the age of 25. Little known and lowly regarded in his lifetime, the dying poet – resigned to eternal obscurity – had insisted his grave in the Protestant Cemetery in Rome be left anonymous and that his epitaph read only: “Here lies One Whose Name was writ in Water.” Some three decades after his death, however, the world would begin to recognise that John Keats had in truth been one of the greatest English poets to have ever lived. In the three years of his poetic career, he published only fifty-four poems, in three slim volumes and a few magazines. But with his prodigiously rare gift and mystically sensual awareness of nature, love and life, he greatly advanced the poetic form – and, in his six legendary Odes – perfected it."
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.] 1,803 playsI love this track.
Just so simple and beautiful
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ahahhah… this has cheered me up immensely.
People who go to the gym are just idiots.
That’s a fact.
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Cold Specks - Lay Me Down
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Ghostpoet- Survive It
love this song. Jools Holland has introduced me to soo many good bands and musicians.
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Waveforms by Django Django
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I am a grammar Nazi.
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Django Django - Firewater
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David Torn- At the Mall
I love this movie so much.
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