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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 2:10 pm
by Shadowstalker
So your people have morphed into a Rock band Natasha?
Natasha Possessed by Kolya? Frightening thought. :shock: :wink: :lol:

Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 2:36 pm
by Natasha
Shadowstalker wrote:So your people have morphed into a Rock band Natasha?
huH? :)
Shadowstalker wrote:Natasha Possessed by Kolya? Frightening thought. :shock: :wink: :lol:
You're telling me!

Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 11:13 pm
by KonThaak
I sang tonight after dinner for the group here at Ron's place... After the meal, everyone was sitting around, making light conversation... Hannah and I had long since cleared the table (despite her repeated insistence that she had it, I repeatedly insisted on helping), and we'd all vacated to the living room...

When a lull in the conversation obviously had several of us thinking of vacating again to make ready for bed, I took a breath and started singing... I was afraid of looking at Ron or Hannah, for fear that I would lose it and start crying in front of everyone...

In a hall...on a wall...in a house, in Receda...
A poster's held up, by two nails, and a pin...
It's her daddy the actor, 'bout to die with his boots on,
He's the man standing up there, beside Errol Flynn...

He got third or fourth billing, at the end of each picture,
But that don't mean much, he would say, with a grin...
But he'd hold her hand tight as he pointed his name out,
Only four or five names down below Errol Flynn...

And fame it is fleeting, and stars they keep falling,
And staying right up there is the business of art...
And luck kisses some and she, passes by others...
Disappointment, and bourbon, are hard on the heart...

Oh you daddies, daughters, you sons and you mothers,
Remember life's over, before, it begins...
Love one another, and stand close together,
As close as her dad stood, beside Errol Flynn...

Well the beers, and the tears, and the years with old Errol,
They took their toll, and took him, from her side...
And he kissed her good-bye at the old union station...
It's the last time she saw him...the last time she cried...

Now she's sitting alone in that house in Receda,
Watching the late show, as the moonlight streams in...
And up on the scre~en, here comes her daddy...
It's a sad, funny feeling, now she's older than him...

Oh, you daddies...daughters...you sons, and you mothers...
Life seems to be over, before, it begins...
Love one another, and stand close together,
As close as her dad stood, beside Errol Flynn...

Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 11:42 pm
by Bert_the_Turtle
Damn you Josh! Reminding me of that.

Bad enough you had me crying there in front of everyone.

Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 12:26 am
by Ron Caliburn
Good thing I got a place with a sizable living room at least.

Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 10:23 am
by Hannah
It was a nice song.

Hannah

PS: Who's Errol Flynn?

Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 10:34 am
by KonThaak
Errol Flynn was a huge action movie star a few decades ago... He got top billing in almost every movie he was in. I haven't seen any of his movies, but I do think I'd like to...

Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 3:12 pm
by concrete_Angel
Hey, Shadow, it's not a rock band, it's emo!