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    • TMC on February 21, 2010 at 19:19

    Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear

    And I cant help but ask myself how much I’ll let the fear take the wheel and steer

    It’s driven me before, it seems to have a vague

    Haunting mass appeal

    Lately I’m beginning to find that I should be the one behind the wheel

    Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there

    With open arms and open eyes yeah

    Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there, I’ll be there

    So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive

    Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive, oh oh

    It’s driven me before, it seems to be the way

    That everyone else get around

    Lately, I’m beginning to find that when I drive myself, my light is found

    Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there

    With open arms and open eyes yeah

    Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there, I’ll be there

    Would you choose water over wine

    Hold the wheel and drive

    Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there

    With open arms and open eyes yeah

    Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there, I’ll be there

  1. read OPOL’s piece. heh.

    There might have been things I missed, but don’t be unkind

    It don’t mean I’m blind

    Perhaps there’s a thing or two I think of lying in bed

    I shouldn’t have said

    But, there it is

    You see, it’s all clear

    You were meant to be here from the beginning

    Maybe I might have changed and not been so cruel

    Not been such a fool

    Whatever was done is done – I just can’t recall

    It doesn’t matter at all

    You see, it’s all clear

    You were meant to be here from the beginning

  2. especially possessive ones. I was reading an article last night (I forget which paper/circa 1870) where a government

    representative was lecturing some of the last remaining

    N. Calif indigenous peoples (aka Indians, savages etc) that

    they needed to understand the concept of land ownership for their own benefit. Their response was one of incredulity. They responded that it’s impossible to own land. It is a gift of a higher power. Man can’t own such a thing.

    The anthropologists weren’t much better than the government representatives. Yet man painted gorgeous landscape scenes and wrote sensitive poetry, but couldn’t see the soul in his fellow man.  

    • Xanthe on February 22, 2010 at 02:01

    As It Is In Heaven.  It’s sort of a Swedish Glee – chew on that for a bit.

    See if if you can – it is on Netflix instant if you have Netflix.  Four stars and yes it is typical Swedish with the voiceover at the start and the obligatory Christ figure.  Oh those Swedes.    

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