Hopeyness Open Thread

Everybody, listen to me,

And return me, my ship.

I’m your captain, I’m your captain,

Though I’m feeling mighty sick.

I’ve been lost now, days uncounted,

And it’s months since I’ve seen home.

Can you hear me, can you hear me,

Or am I all alone.

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    • Edger on January 27, 2010 at 4:50 pm
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    or are you really scheming,

    to take my ship away from me?

  1. looking at the special guest list for tonight…

    and trying to find a good vid… lol.

  2. just wait til tomorrow . . .

    Or maybe it’s “pie in the sky by’m’by when you die.”

    Anyway, wishing always works, right?

    I’m standin here freezin outside your golden garden.

  3. I am closer to believing

    Than I ever was before

    On the crest of this elation

    Must I crash upon the shore

    And with the driftwood of acquaintance

    Light the fire to love once more

    I am wind blown… I am times.

    To be closer to believing

    To be just a breath away

    On the death of inspiration

    I would buy back yesterday

    But there’s no crueller illusion

    There’s no sharper coin to pay

    As I reach out… it slips away.

    From the opium of custom

    To the ledges of extremes

    Don’t believe it till you’ve held it

    Life is seldom what it seems

    But lay your head upon the table

    And in the shuffling of dreams

    Remember who on earth you are.

  4. Everytime Obama says the word “accountable/accountability”–gulp

      or

    Everytime Obama says “responsible/responsibility—gulp

    ……..any other choices?

  5. What do I want to hear tonight?

    What do I really want to hear tonight?

    I resign.

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