Bruce Hornsby - Resting Place
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZWeSopYkY5g

The hail falls hard
and the wind whips my face
And I'm a long, long way
from any sheltered space
And the storm clouds are flying high,
mud all over my face
But I'm a long, long way
from my resting place

Well, I'm on a long sojourn,
I'm sitting here shedding my skin
I don't know about inside
but I'm ugly on the outside
They're all messin' with me
for the shape I'm in

I'm looking for a clean slate
I just need to find a new way,
a way to relate
Hey, let's go looking for squirrels,
let's find something to do
I think she's shooting it right at you,
I look down, I said right at you

And the hail falls hard
and the wind whips my face
And I'm a long, long way
from anywhere that's safe
The storm clouds are flying high,
mud all over my face
But I'm a long, long way
from my resting place


Photo taken at Auld Lang Syne, Isles of Scotland, Second Life
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Mark Knopfler - Postcards From Paraguay
www.youtube.com/watch?v=D2UISeUv4d0

One thing was leading to the next
I bit off more than I could chew
I had the power to sign the cheques
It wasn't difficult to do

I couldn't stay and face the music
So many reasons why
I won't be sending postcards
from Paraguay, from Paraguay, from Paraguay

I robbed a bank full of dinero,
A great big mountain of dough
So it was goodbye companero
and cheerio

I couldn't stay and face the music
So many reasons why
I won't be sending postcards
from Paraguay, from Paraguay, from Paraguay

I never meant to be a cheater
But there was blood on the wall
I had to steal from peter
to pay what I owed to paul

I couldn't stay and face the music
So many reasons why
I won't be sending postcards
from Paraguay, from Paraguay, from Paraguay


Photo taken at Tulum Reserve, Second Life
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David Crosby - Too Young to Die
www.youtube.com/watch?v=DBegJVgfFhk


I recall my so called misspent youth
It seems more worthwhile
every single day
Cruisin' Van Nuys and acting so uncouth
All the joys of runnin' away

There was no speed limit
on the Nevada state line
The air was red wine
on those top down nights
Just you and me
My old rollarskate
And the common sense
to know our rights

Sweet old racin' car of mine
Roarin' down that broken line
I never been so much alive
Too fast for comfort
Too low to fly
Too young to die

You say a man can't love a material thing
with aluminum skin
and a cast iron soul
But they never heard your engine sing
Ah there's peace in losing control

"Sticky fingers" turned up real loud
Ah, we were flirtin' with catastrophe
We were doing everything that's not allowed
Life didn't come with a warranty
for you and me

Sweet old racin' car of mine
Roarin' down that broken line
I never been so much alive
Too fast for comfort
Too low to fly
Too young to die

There is peace in losing control

When I die I don't wanna go to heaven
I just wanna drive my beautiful machine
Up north on some Sonoma country road
With Jimmy Dean and Steve McQueen
All the boys be singin', singin'

Sweet old racin' car of mine
Roarin' down that broken line
I never been so much alive
Too fast for comfort
Too low to fly
Too young to die


Photo taken at Mother Road, Second life
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Dedicated to my old 197 Ford Mustang Convertible

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Come Talk to Me - Bon Iver, Peter Gabriel

Bon Iver Version
www.youtube.com/watch?v=G3MXkfJswUE

Live Version
www.youtube.com/watch?v=JRLjpXLEp1A


The wretched desert
takes its form,
the jackal proud and tight
In search of you
I feel my way,
through the slowest heaving night

Whatever fear invents,
I swear it make no sense
I reach out
through the border fence
Come down, come talk to me

In the swirling, curling storm of desire
unuttered words hold fast
With reptile tongue, the lightning lashes
towers built to last
Darkness creeps in like a thief
and offers no relief
Why are you shaking like a leaf?
Come on, come talk to me

Ah please talk to me
Won't you please talk to me
We can unlock this misery
Come on, come talk to me
I did not come to steal
This all is so unreal
Can't you show me how you feel now
Come on, come talk to me
Come talk to me, come talk to me

The earthly power
sucks shadowed milk
from sleepy tears undone
From nippled skin
as smooth as silk
the bugles blown as one
You lie there with your eyes half closed
like there's no-one there at all
There's a tension pulling on your face
Come on, come talk to me

Won't you please talk to me
If you'd just talk to me
Unblock this misery
If you'd only talk to me
Don't you ever change your mind
Now your future's so defined
And you act so deaf so blind
Come on, come talk to me
Come talk to me, come talk to me


Photo taken at Elvion, Dreamland Level, Second Life
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Paul Simon - Rene And Georgette Magritte With Their Dog After The War

www.youtube.com/watch?v=nQ7sL9rdl58

Rene and Georgette Magritte
With their dog after the war
Returned to their hotelsuite
And they unlocked the door

Easily losing their evening clothes
They dance by the light of the moon
To The Penguins
The Moonglows
The Orioles
and The Five Satins
The deep forbidden music
They'd been longing for
Rene and Georgette Magritte
With their dog after the war

Rene and Georgette Magritte
With their dog after the war
Were strolling down Christopher Street
When they stopped in a men's store

With all of the mannequins
Dressed in the style
That brought tears to their
Immigrant eyes
Just like The Penguins
The Moonglows
The Orioles
and The Five Satins
The easy stream of laughter
Flowing through the air
Rene and Georgette Magritte
With their dog apres la guerre

Side by side
They fell asleep
Decades gliding by like Indians
Time is cheap
When they wake up they will find
All their personal belongings
Have intertwined
Rene and Georgette Magritte
With their dog after the war

Were dining with the power elite
And they looked in their bedroom drawer
And what do you think
They have hidden away
In the cabinet cold of their hearts?
The Penguins
The Moonglows
The Orioles
and The Five Satins
For now and ever after
As it was before
Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog
After the war


Photo Taken at Time Portal: Victorian London, Second Life
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Artists note:
While the figures in this image are not dressed as Rene and Georgette Magritte are in the photograph Paul Simon used for his inspiration for this song, they are dressed as the figures from Magritte's paintings entitled The Great War.

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