I can't sleep.

[Mutley]

Will someone sing me a lullaby? :D

[MissHoneychurch]

1. Here ya go

Good night my angel time to close you eyes
And save these questions for another day
I think I know what you've been asking me
I think you know what I've been trying to say

I promised I would never leave you
And you should always know
Where ever you may go
No matter where you are
I never will be far away

Good night my angel now it's time to sleep
And still so many things I want to say
Remember all the songs you sang for me
When we went sailing on an emerald bay

And like a boat out on the ocean
I'm rocking you to sleep
The water's dark and deep
Inside this ancient heart
You'll always be a part of me

(Musical Bridge)
Do do do do...

Goodnight my angel now it's time to dream
And dream how wondeful your life will be
Someday your child will cry and if you sing this lullaby
Then in your heart there will always be a part of me

Someday we'll all be gone
But lullabies go on and on
They never die that's how you and I will be

[Mutley]

2. *Gasp* This is the one I was thinking of, too.

:hug:

:yourock: MissHoneychurch!

[MissHoneychurch]

3. I love that song

:hug:

[Mutley]

5. Me too.

:D

[Random_Australian]

4. Oh danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling......

and they say if you don't give Tony the money by next week THEY WILL FUCKING KILL YOU AND THEN CAUSE YOUR LEFT NOSTRIL TO SPONTANEOUSLY COMBUST AND YOU'D BE GOING, LIKE "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHH" BUT YOU CAN'T BECAUSE YOU ARE DEAD AND THEN YOUR HOUSE WILL BLOW UP AND GO COMPLETELY BOOM MOTHERFUCKER BOOM!

-------------------------
Section of nice poem to make it up to you:

It lies beyond the farming belt,
Wide wastes of scrub and plain,
A blazing desert in the drought,
A lake-land after rain;
To the sky-line sweeps the waving grass,
Or whirls the scorching sand –
A phantom land, a mystic land!
The Never-Never Land.

(From "The Never-Never Country" by Henry Lawson)

[Mutley]

8. LOL!

Funny guy, you are.

Nice poem, too. :thumbsup:

[Random_Australian]

A great poem by a great poet. Here is it in full to read in the morning or

something.

btw it does not refer to socialist communism!

The Never-Never Country



Henry Lawson


1901




By homestead, hut, and shearing-shed,
By railroad, coach, and track –
By lonely graves of our brave dead,
Up-Country and Out-Back:
To where 'neath glorious clustered stars
The dreamy plains expand –
My home lies wide a thousand miles
In the Never-Never Land.

It lies beyond the farming belt,
Wide wastes of scrub and plain,
A blazing desert in the drought,
A lake-land after rain;
To the sky-line sweeps the waving grass,
Or whirls the scorching sand –
A phantom land, a mystic land!
The Never-Never Land.

Where lone Mount Desolation lies,
Mounts Dreadful and Despair –
'Tis lost beneath the rainless skies
In hopeless deserts there;
It spreads nor'-west by No-Man's Land –
Where clouds are seldom seen –
To where the cattle-stations lie
Three hundred miles between.

The drovers of the Great Stock Routes
The strange Gulf country know –
Where, travelling from the southern droughts,
The big lean bullocks go;
And camped by night where plains lie wide,
Like some old ocean's bed,
The watchmen in the starlight ride
Round fifteen hundred head.

And west of named and numbered days
The shearers walk and ride –
Jack Cornstalk and the Ne'er-do-well,
And the grey-beard side by side;
They veil their eyes from moon and stars,
And slumber on the sand –
Sad memories sleep as years go round
In Never-Never Land.

By lonely huts north-west of Bourke,
Through years of flood and drought,
The best of English black-sheep work
Their own salvation out:
Wild fresh-faced boys grown gaunt and brown –
Stiff-lipped and haggard-eyed –
They live the Dead Past grimly down!
Where boundary-riders ride.

The College Wreck who sunk beneath,
Then rose above his shame,
Tramps West in mateship with the man
Who cannot write his name.
'Tis there where on the barren track
No last half-crust's begrudged –
Where saint and sinner, side by side,
Judge not, and are not judged.

Oh rebels to society!
The Outcasts of the West –
Oh hopeless eyes that smile for me,
And broken hearts that jest!
The pluck to face a thousand miles –
The grit to see it through!
The communism perfected! –
And – I am proud of you!

The Arab to true desert sand,
The Finn to fields of snow;
The Flax-stick turns to Maoriland,
Where the seasons come and go;
And this old fact comes home to me –
And will not let me rest –
However barren it may be,
Your own land is the best!

And, lest at ease I should forget
True mateship after all,
My water-bag and billy yet
Are hanging on the wall;
And if my fate should show the sign,
I'd tramp to sunsets grand
With gaunt and stern-eyed mates of mine
In the Never-Never Land.

[Mutley]

15. That is beautiful Thanks R_A.

:hug:

Here's one I like. For copyright reasons I can't post the whole thing, but I've included the link.

A Poet's Death is His Life IV
Khalil Gibran

The dark wings of night enfolded the city upon which Nature had spread a pure white garment of snow; and men deserted the streets for their houses in search of warmth, while the north wind probed in contemplation of laying waste the gardens. There in the suburb stood an old hut heavily laden with snow and on the verge of falling. In a dark recess of that hovel was a poor bed in which a dying youth was lying, staring at the dim light of his oil lamp, made to flicker by the entering winds. He a man in the spring of life who foresaw fully that the peaceful hour of freeing himself from the clutches of life was fast nearing. He was awaiting Death's visit gratefully, and upon his pale face appeared the dawn of hope; and on his lops a sorrowful smile; and in his eyes forgiveness.

He was poet perishing from hunger in the city of living rich. He was placed in the earthly world to enliven the heart of man with his beautiful and profound sayings. He as noble soul, sent by the Goddess of Understanding to soothe and make gentle the human spirit. But alas! He gladly bade the cold earth farewell without receiving a smile from its strange occupants.

He was breathing his last and had no one at his bedside save the oil lamp, his only companion, and some parchments upon which he had inscribed his heart's feeling. As he salvaged the remnants of his withering strength he lifted his hands heavenward; he moved his eyes hopelessly, as if wanting to penetrate the ceiling in order to see the stars from behind the veil clouds.

http://www.poemhunter.com/p/m/poem.asp?poet=38549&poem=475527

[Random_Australian]

18. You know, you have excellent taste in poems. We should trade them

more often.

[Mutley]

20. I'd like that.

:)

[Random_Australian]

25. Have a great sleep. Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright.

:)

[billyskank]

6. Hush, little baby, don't say a word.

Hush, little baby, don't say a word.
Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird

And if that mockingbird won't sing,
Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring

And if that diamond ring turns brass,
Papa's gonna buy you a looking glass

And if that looking glass gets broke,
Papa's gonna buy you a billy goat

And if that billy goat won't pull,
Papa's gonna buy you a cart and bull

And if that cart and bull fall down,
You'll still be the sweetest little baby in town

:hug:

[Mutley]

9. Aww, billy. Thanks.

:hug:

That's a classic. ;)

[billyskank]

16. You used to be getting up in an hour or so

Now you are um...approaching me from the other end... :blush:

:evilgrin: :rofl:

[Mutley]

17. Ha! Indeed I am.

Though I'll be living amongst the early morning crew again when my summer classes start. :D

[billyskank]

19. At least you're getting some time off now

It's nice to see you, whichever end of the day you're at. :loveya:

[Mutley]

21. It's nice to see you, too.

You must get lonely here in the mornings when most of us are asleep. :loveya:

[billyskank]

23. I just don't look here very much at this time

The mornings used to rock when Heidi was regularly here at that time. SeattleGirl and KitchenWitch used to be on at that time too, insomniacs both.

[Starbucks Anarchist]

7. I'm on a Highway to Hell... Highway to Hell!

That work? :D

[Mutley]

10. Ha! I'm not so sure that's what I had in mind.

:D

[Starbucks Anarchist]

11. That should be a song to wake up to, actually.

[Mutley]

12. I'd be dragged instantly from a deep peaceful sleep by that one.

:P

[Oeditpus Rex]

13. Now somewhere in the black mountain hills of Dakota

There lived a young boy named Rocky Raccoon
And one day his woman ran off with another guy
Hit young Rocky in the eye
Rocky didn't like that
He said "I'm gonna get that boy"
So one day he walked into town
Booked himself a room in the local saloon

Rocky Raccoon
checked into his room
Only to find Gideon's bible
Rocky had come
equipped with a gun
To shoot off the legs of his rival
His rival it seems
had broken his dreams
By stealing the girl of his fancy
Her name was Magil
and she called herself Lil
But everyone knew her as Nancy
Now she and her man
who called himself Dan
Were in the next room at the hoedown
Rocky burst in
and grinning a grin
He said Danny boy this is a showdown
But Daniel was hot
he drew first and shot
And Rocky collapsed in the corner, ah

D'da d'da d'da da da da
D'da d'da d'da da da da
D'da d'da d'da da d'da d'da d'da d'da
Do do do do do do

D'do d'do d'do do do do
D'do d'do d'do do do do
D'do d'do d'do do do d'do d'do d'do d'do
Do do do do do do

Now the doctor came in
stinking of gin
And proceeded to lie on the table
He said Rocky you met your match
And Rocky said, "Doc, it's only a scratch
And I'll be better I'll be better, doc, as soon as I am able"

And now Rocky Raccoon
he fell back in his room
Only to find Gideon's bible
Gideon checked out
and he left it no doubt
To help with good Rocky's revival, ah
Oh yeah, yeah

D'do d'do d'do do do do
D'do d'do d'do do do do
D'do d'do d'do do do d'do d'do d'do d'do
Do do do do do do

D'do d'do d'do do do do, come on, Rocky boy
D'do d'do d'do do do do, come on, Rocky boy
D'do d'do d'do do do d'do d'do d'do d'do

The story of Rocky there

[Mutley]

14. So, he made it then?

Shouldn't You be asleep, too? ;)


Edit: Well, it certainly is Not easy to type code when your eyes are bleary.

[fujiyama]

29. THat's one of my favorite Beatles songs

I think it was by the Beatles right?

[Mutley]

30. Yeah. From the White album.

;)

[Mutley]

22. Well my lovelies...

I'm going to give this bed thing another shot. Thank you! :*

[billyskank]

24. Sweet dreams, babe

:*

[Neoma]

26. Okay.

http://www.devilducky.com/media/32510/

[Mutley]

31. Ha! Thanks Neoma.

:D

[wildhorses]

27. twinkle twinkle little star

Twinkle twinkle little star,
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky,
Star light,
Star bright,
The first star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight,

Twinkle twinkle little star,
How I wonder what you are,
I have so many wishes to make,
But most of all is what I state,
So just one girl
That Ive been dreaming of,
I wish that I could have all her love,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the dream I dream tonight,

Ooo baby

Twinkle twinkle little star,
How I wonder what you are,
I want a girl wholl be all mine,
And wants to say that Im her guy,
Someone sweet thats for sure,
I want to be the one shes looking for,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the boy I wish tonight,


Twinkle twinkle little star,
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky,
Star light,
Star bright,
The first star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight.

[Mutley]

32. That's too cute.

I've never heard that version. :D

Thanks.

[NMMNG]

28. Lullaby

on candystripe legs the spiderman comes
softly through the shadow of the evening sun
stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead
looking for the victim shivering in bed
searching out fear in the gathering gloom and
suddenly!
a movement in the corner of the room!
and there is nothing i can do
when i realise with fright
that the spiderman is having me for dinner tonight!

quietly he laughs and shaking his head
creeps closer now
closer to the foot of the bed
and softer than shadow and quicker than flies
his arms are all around me and his tongue in my eyes
"be still be calm be quiet now my precious boy
don't struggle like that or i will only love you more
for it's much too late to get away or turn on the light
the spiderman is having you for dinner tonight"

and i feel like i'm being eaten
by a thousand million shivering furry holes
and i know that in the morning i will wake up
in the shivering cold

and the spiderman is always hungry...




The Cure
(Probably not what you were looking for, I know ;-) )

[Mutley]

33. That'll give me a better dream than the bizarre thing I just woke from.

:D

[NMMNG]

38. Your dream must have been *very* bizarre then

Because those lyrics are very odd. The music and singing, however, are quite soothing as might be expected of a lullaby.

[Fox Mulder]

34. Only if you sing me one first.

:)

[Mutley]

35. Okay.

;)

An Eastern Ballad
Allen Ginsberg

I speak of love that comes to mind:
The moon is faithful, although blind;
She moves in thought she cannot speak.
Perfect care has made her bleak.

I never dreamed the sea so deep,
The earth so dark; so long my sleep,
I have become another child.
I wake to see the world go wild.

[Fox Mulder]

36. ...

Dangit. There's no smilie for sleeping.

[Deja Q]

37. I'm so happy doin' the neutron dance

I don't want to take it anymore
I'll just stay here locked behind the door
Just no time to stop and get away
'Cause I work so hard to make it everyday

Whoo oooh
Whoo oooh

There's no money falling from the sky
'Cause a man took my heart and robbed me blind
Someone stole my brand new Chevrolet
And the rent is due, I got no place to stay

Whoo oooh
Whoo oooh

(Chorus: )
And it's hard to say
Just how some things never change
And it's hard to find
Any strength to draw the line
I'm just burning doin' the neutron dance
I'm just burning doin' the neutron dance

Industry don't pay a price that's fair
All the common people breathing filthy air
Roof caved in on all the simple dreams
And to get ahead your heart starts pumping schemes

Chorus

Whoo oooh
Whoo oooh
I'm on fire
I'm on fire

Chorus

I know there's a pot of gold for me
All I got to do is just believe
I'm so happy doin' the neutron dance
And I'm just burning doin' the neutron dance
I'm so happy doin' the neutron dance
I'm just burning doin' the neutron dance