Analogman

I love you, 'cause you tell me things I want to know.

And it's true that it really only goes to show,

That I know,

That I, I, I, I should never, never, never be blue.

Now you're mine, my happiness still makes me cry.

And in time, you'll understand the reason why,

If I cry,

It's not because I'm sad, but you're the only love that I've ever had.

I can't believe it's happened to me

I can't conceive of any more misery.

Ask me why, I'll say I love you,

And I'm always thinking of you.

I love you, 'cause you tell me things I want to know.

And it's true that it really only goes to show,

That I know,

That I, I, I, I should never, never, never be blue.

Ask me why, I'll say I love you,

And I'm always thinking of you.

I can't believe it's happened to me.

I can't conceive of any more misery.

Ask me why, I'll say I love you,

And I'm always thinking of you.

In the attics of my life

Full of cloudy dreams unreal

Full of tastes no tongue can know

And lights no eye can see

When there was no ear to hear

You sang to me

I have spent my life

Seeking all that's still unsung

Bent my ear to hear the tune

And closed my eyes to see

When there were no strings to play

You played to me

In the book of love's own dream

Where all the print is blood

Where all the pages are my days

And all my lights grow old

When I had no wings to fly

You flew to me

You

flew

to me

In the secret space of dreams

Where I dreaming lay amazed

When the secrets all are told

And the petals all unfold

When there was no dream of mine

You dreamed of me

Cannery Row - is awesome. You should check it out. It is also fun to look up info on Ed Ricketts - who was a real guy and a friend of Steinbeck's.

I ain't that dam old.

I have read all of his books many times - the one you mentioned is one of my favs also.

I read that when I was like 12, bubba.

The movie is great too.

Cannery Row

by John Steinbeck

I Got Somebody in Staunton

by William Henry Lewis

A book about James Wright

Rose lived on the south side of town

Until her landlord showed up with two hundred dollar bills

A notice of eviction on the other hand

Now she don't live there no more,

and everyone thinks he drowned,

I pulled into Mecklenburg on them trains

Into a station that got flooded when they opened up the dam

And broke their connections to the railway lines

So they could blast into the quarry,

and for every load of granite,

we got a ton of worry

One night at the diner over eggs,

Over easy she showed me the length of her legs,

But that gold plated cross on her neck, it was real

and you don't get that kind of money from pushing meal

I should've told him that you were the one for me,

But I lied, But I lied,

To most any drifter whose looking for work is too weird

I met Percy and I married her in July

But if only to be closer to you, Caroline

Percy and I moved down the street

Until we lost two pretty girls

one was seven and one was three

Alderman and Caroline owned the house right up the hill

where we laid those babies down

so they could still see our house

Suspicion got the best of old Alderman Haint

He owned an auto parts store off the interstate

But the lord took him home in July

And then Rose spilled the beans on the day that he died

I should've told him that you were the one for me

But I lied, But I lied

Tied up to concrete at the bottom of the quarry

with a tattoo on his heart that spelled out "Caroline"

He was silent but his rosary

drifted into the custody

of a sheriff that was just deputized

And I was down at the banquet hall

when two guys came up, pretty angry and drunk

And I'm still here at the banquet hall

at the banquet hall

where the gun went off, in the Carolina Rain

in the Carolina Rain, in the Carolina Rain

oh, Caroline

Met myself a comin' county welfare line.

I was feelin' strung out, Hung out on the line.

Saw myself a goin', down to war in June.

All I want, All I want is to write myself a tune.

Wrote A Song For Ev'ryone,

Wrote a song for truth.

Wrote A Song For Ev'ryone

When I couldn't even talk to you.

Got myself arrested, Wound me up in jail.

Richmond 'bout to blow up, Communication failed.

If you see the answer, now's the time to say.

All I want, All I want is to get you down to pray.

Wrote A Song For Ev'ryone,

Wrote a song for truth.

Wrote A Song For Ev'ryone

When I couldn't even talk to you.

Saw the people standin' thousand years in chains.

Somebody said it's diff'rent now, look, it's just the same.

Pharoahs spin the message, round and round the truth.

They could have saved a million people, How can I tell you?

i love this book!

 

the tales of "sam's classic" are terrific. tough to read the "evil dead" bits while eating lunch, tho.

I want to read his other one too. I did not know that him and Sam Rami grew up together.

Tomorrow

Things won't be the same

Tomorrow

Life would be a different game

But right now I am with you, and

Together we can make it through

Ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba-ba

Forever

Our love might last

Forever

Will it come too fast

But right now I am with you, and

Together we can make it through

Ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba-ba

We live in a world

Of carnivals and clowns

And buildings to the sky

That make us want to fly

But right now I am with you, and

Together we can make it through

Ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba-ba

We live in a world

Of carnivals and clowns

And buildings to the sky

That make us want to fly

But right now I am with you, and

Together we can make it through

But right now I am with you, and

Together we can make it through

Wow!

If Chins Could Kill : Confessions of a B Movie Actor

by Bruce Campbell

Night: Night Life, Night Language, Sleep, and Dreams

by A. Alvarez

Wintertime winds blow cold the season

Fallen in love, I'm hopin' to be

Wind is so cold, is that the reason?

Keeping you warm, your hands touching me

Come with me dance, my dear

Winter's so cold this year

You are so warm

My wintertime love to be

Winter time winds blue and freezin'

Comin' from northern storms in the sea

Love has been lost, is that the reason?

Trying desperately to be free

Come with me dance, my dear

Winter's so cold this year

And you are so warm

My wintertime love to be

La, la, la, la

Come with me dance, my dear

Winter's so cold this year

You are so warm

My wintertime love to be

It's sure been a cold, cold winter

And a lotta love is all burned out

It sure been a hard, hard winter

My feet been draggin' 'cross the ground

And I hope it's gonna be a long, hot summer

And a lotta love will be burnin' bright

And I wish I been out in California

When the lights on all the Christmas trees went out

But I been burnin' my bell, book and candle

And the restoration plays have all gone 'round

It sure been a cold, cold winter

My feet been draggin' 'cross the ground

And the fields has all been brown and fallow

And the springtime take a long way around

Yeah, and I wish I been out in Stone Canyon

When the lights on all the Christmas trees went out

But I been burnin' my bell, book and candle

And the restoration plays have all gone 'round

Sometimes I think about you, baby

Sometimes I cry about you

Sometimes I wanna wrap my coat around you

Sometimes I wanna keep you warm

Sometimes I wanna wrap my coat around you

Sometimes I wanna but I can't afford you

 

And yes, I am pretentious enough to be reading this for fun.

I have a very old edition of that.

I shake and I shudder and I shiver

In my bath while it

so's we don't have to dig around or start new ones - just till the end of the season

It's knowing that your door is always open

And your path is free to walk

That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag

Rolled up and stashed behind your couch

And it's knowing I'm not shackled

By forgotten words and bonds

And the ink stains that have dried upon some line

That keeps you in the backroads

By the rivers of my mem'ry

That keeps you ever gentle on my mind

It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy

Planted on their columns now that binds me

Or something that somebody said

Because they thought we fit together walking

It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing

Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find

That you are moving on the backroads

By the rivers of my mem'ry

And for hours you're just gentle on my mind

Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines

And the junkyards and the highways come between us

And some other woman crying to her mother

'Cause she turned and I was gone

I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face

And the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind

But not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the backroads

By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind

I dip my cup of soup back from the gurglin'

Cracklin' caldron in some train yard

My beard a roughning coal pile and

A dirty hat pulled low across my face

Through cupped hands 'round a tin can

I pretend I hold you to my breast and find

That you're waving from the backroads

By the rivers of my mem'ry

Ever smilin' ever gentle on my mind

When you greet a stranger look at his shoes

Keep your money in your shoes put your trouble behind

When you greet a stranger look at her hands

Keep your money in your hands put your travel behind

Who are you going to call for, what do you have to say?

Keep your hat on your head home is a long way away

At the end of the day, I'll forget your name

I'd like it here if I could leave and see you from a long way away

When you greet a stranger, look at his shoes

Keep you memories in your shoes, put your travel behind

Who are you going to call for, what do you have to say?

Keep your hat on your head. Home is a long way away.

At the end of the day, when there are no friends

When there are no lovers, who are you going to call for?

What do you have to change?

A familiar face a foreign place I'll forget your name

I'd like it here if I could leave and see you from a long way away.

Who are you going to call for, what do you have to say?

Keep your hat on your head. Home is a long way away.

6 bucks used when I was in NY - aparently, it was written with the band's blessing

I scream at you for sharing

Now that's a good one.