Music for another member.

[charlou]

i think it would fit in with TA's sentaments on this site st the moment

...I don't get it.

We're out of the loop ... *looks over shoulder for the clique commandant ... *

[Bella Fortuna]

I am perplexeded.

[Thinking Aloud]

i think it would fit in with TA's sentaments on this site st the moment

Um...

OK.

I think.

[Beelzebub2]

For Rationalia's First Lady:

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tywcRka8 ... re=related[/youtube]

[JacksSmirkingRevenge]

A'ite, I'm dyin' to dedicate this to somebody, but I can't figure out who. Help me out. Who does this fit?:



Except me, of course...

I suppose I should lie in this particular bed......I haven't read a motherfuckin' book in years.

[Xamonas Chegwé]

For CJ.

[CJ]

For CJ.

How original

[Animavore]

Even more original



..for guess who.

[Bella Fortuna]

No video I could find for this lovely song, which is a shame - you'd never know it was the Monkees. It's a beautiful and tender song.

Carlisle Wheeling

In a long and involved conversation with myself,
I saw precious things come into view,
When I poured through the files taken off my mental shelf,
I dusted off some memories of you.
Then I thought about the time when our affair was green,
How the phoenix of our love first flapped its silken wings,
All the urgency and passion of each new day as it happened,
And how it all mellowed as it grew.
I remembered the times that our laughter would explode
And how you would turn to hide your smile,
Then the hours of silence while the perfumed candle glowed,
And both our thoughts meandered on for miles.
I remembered the time I said I really had to go,
I remembered the tears that filled your eyes,
Then I touched your hand and told you that it really was a lie,
And though you never knew it, dear, I cried.
It's amazing how time can so softly change your ways
And make you look at things that can't be seen,
How the years that roll by can start you listening,
Not just to what they say, but what they mean.
So forgive me, my dear, if I seem preoccupied,
If the razor edge of youth-filled love is gone,
But, we're both a little older, our relationship has grown,
Not just in how it's shaped, but how it's shown.
So forgive me, my dear, if I seem preoccupied,
If the razor edge of youth-filled love is gone,
But, we're both a little older, our relationship has grown,
Not just in how it's shaped, but how it's shown.

[Deep Sea Isopod]

Still Scandinavian though, innit? I cant think of a song for Norwegia

OK, I got one!... How could I forget this?

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HAG11eworFU&feature=fvw[/youtube]

[Feck]

For all the Ratz without jobs Sell your bodies !

[Bella Fortuna]

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hzG0BJm5 ... re=related[/youtube]

[Thinking Aloud]

I wrote this song two hours before we met.
I didn't know your name or what you looked like yet.
Oh I could have stayed at home and gone to bed.
I could have gone to see a film instead.
You might have changed your mind and seen your friends.
Life could have been very different but then,
something changed.

Do you believe that there's someone up above?
Does he have a timetable directing acts of love?
Why did I write this song on that one day?
Why did you touch my hand and softly say.
Stop asking questions that don't matter anyway.
Just give us a kiss to celebrate here today.
Something changed.

When we woke up that morning we had no way of knowing,
that in a matter of hours we'd change the way we were going.
Where would I be now if we'd never met?
Would I be singing this song to someone else instead?
I dunno but like you said
something changed.

[JacksSmirkingRevenge]

For CJ.

How original

Alternatively:-

[Rum]

No video I could find for this lovely song, which is a shame - you'd never know it was the Monkees. It's a beautiful and tender song.

Carlisle Wheeling

In a long and involved conversation with myself,
I saw precious things come into view,
When I poured through the files taken off my mental shelf,
I dusted off some memories of you.
Then I thought about the time when our affair was green,
How the phoenix of our love first flapped its silken wings,
All the urgency and passion of each new day as it happened,
And how it all mellowed as it grew.
I remembered the times that our laughter would explode
And how you would turn to hide your smile,
Then the hours of silence while the perfumed candle glowed,
And both our thoughts meandered on for miles.
I remembered the time I said I really had to go,
I remembered the tears that filled your eyes,
Then I touched your hand and told you that it really was a lie,
And though you never knew it, dear, I cried.
It's amazing how time can so softly change your ways
And make you look at things that can't be seen,
How the years that roll by can start you listening,
Not just to what they say, but what they mean.
So forgive me, my dear, if I seem preoccupied,
If the razor edge of youth-filled love is gone,
But, we're both a little older, our relationship has grown,
Not just in how it's shaped, but how it's shown.
So forgive me, my dear, if I seem preoccupied,
If the razor edge of youth-filled love is gone,
But, we're both a little older, our relationship has grown,
Not just in how it's shaped, but how it's shown.

Thank you Bella! The Monkees were under-rated in some ways. I can't put a tune to this, though I have probably heard it. My turn next!