DD4Bills

You look at me, you've got nothing left to say I moan and pout at you until I get my way I won't dance, you won't sing I just wanna love you but you wanna wear my ring Well there's nothing I can do I only wanna be with you You can call me your fool I only wanna be with you

I have died everyday waiting for you Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more

When the daylight is falling down into the night And the sharks try to cut a big piece out of life It feels alright to go out to catch an outrageous thrill But it's more like spinning wheels of fortune Which never stand still Big city, big city nights You keep me burning Big city, big city nights

Well, I was only a kid, cruising around in a trance Prisoner of fate, victim of circumstance I was lined up for glory, but the tickets sold out in advance The way the big wheel spins

I turn my face to the sun Close my eyes Let my defenses down All those wounds That I can't get unwound I let my past go too fast No time to pause If I could slow it all down Like some captain Whose ship runs aground I can wait until the tide comes around

Lightning crashes, a new mother cries Her placenta falls to the floor The angel opens her eyes, the confusion sets in Before the doctor can even close the door

I don't specifically recall their "Parament Waves" album, but voted for it anyway 😜 If you ask me again next week, I'd probably give a different answer...but that's the way it is with Rush fans.

Beth, I hear you calling But I can't come home right now Me and the boys are playing And we just can't find the sound Just a few more hours And I'll be right home to you I think I hear them calling

Lady, when you're with me I'm smiling Give me all your love Your hands build me up when I'm sinking Just touch me and my troubles all fade Lady, from the moment I saw you Standing all alone You gave all the love that I needed So shy, like a child who has grown

The question really is, do you prefer your vomit with or without chunks.

Every day we're standing In a time capsule Racing down a river from the past Every day we're standing In a wind tunnel Facing down the future coming fast It's just the age It's just a stage We disengage We turn the page

Mama's got a squeeze box She wears on her chest And when daddy comes home He never gets no rest 'Cause she's playing all night And the music's all right Mama's got a squeeze box Daddy never sleeps at night

Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy Workin' on mysteries without any clues Workin' on our night moves Trying' to make some front page drive-in news Practicing our night moves in the summertime, oh In the sweet summertime

It was better that I thought it would be. There have been a flood of Harlan Coben adaptations on Netflix recently, mostly made on the cheap (you often see the same actors, locations, etc. in different series), but so far they stand up pretty good thanks to solid source material.

Looks like what Geddy Lee played for a while in the late 80 early 90s, although I think he played a Steinberger.

Girl, don't go away mad Girl, just go away Girl, don't go away mad Now, girl, just go away Here we go

And when I go away I know my heart can stay with my love It's understood It's in the hands of my love And my love does it good Whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa My love does it good

Well, going to a game in Buffalo would be road trip for me, so that's what I'm hoping to do. Barring that, probably the Indy game, depending on the date...easy drive from Chicago.

People who do this wrong...

On the edge of sleep, I was drifting for half the night Anxious and restless, pressed down by the darkness Bound up and wound up so tight (So tight) So many decisions, a million revisions Caught between darkness and light Wilderness of mirrors, world of polished steel Gears and iron chains turn the grinding wheel I run between the shadows Some are phantoms, some are real

A shelter from the storm Pacify my troubles with Her body, soft and warm Naked in our unity A smile for every tear Gentle hands that promise me Comfort through the years Yet I know I must be gone Before the light of dawn Panacea, passion pure I can't resist your gentle lure My heart will lie beside you And my wandering body grieves

Winter is here again, oh lord Haven't been home in a year or more I hope she holds on a little longer Sent a letter on a long summer day Made of silver, not of clay Ooh, I've been runnin' down this dusty road Ooh, the wheel in the sky keeps on turnin' I don't know where I'll be tomorrow Wheel in the sky keeps on turnin'

The measure of a life Is a measure of love and respect So hard to earn, so easily burned In the fullness of time A garden to nurture and protect

In restless dreams, I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone 'Neath the halo of a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence