Songs that Saved Our Lives; I Love You John Lennon

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Sunday, May 20, 2007

The Right to Remain Silent...

Woman, you can't turn this Universe around by staying awake tonight. and you can't feed the hungry of this world with the next bread you bake that's right. and you can't find a cure for hate by carrying a cross for spite. but when your hurt has run so deep, your cry for help is right. and you can... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, March 31, 2007

Bleeding... Everytime.

Bleeding.... Every time. I'm bleeding from the bottom of my broken heart. I would forget you; I don't know where to start. I'm bleeding form the bottom of my broken heart: Every time I see you again. Every time I hear you, my friend. Twenty years of anger and tears: grappling sign posts Wrestling... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, March 25, 2007

Everyone's Complaining About Life Up On God's Planet a song, written in... 1996 or 1997... observations of a single mother of 8 (or more) part one: Everyone's complaining about life up on God's planet... Everyone's got problems that want to blot out the big blue sky-ie-eye... Everybody's walking... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, March 24, 2007

BackStage Pass... a poem about GOLD and Groupies... and all THAT!!part1of6

This is the beginning of a song, which came from a poem...which was inspired by a reading... of a biography.... of the Beatles... recently read, and in the process of digestion. Welcome to the real world of Gold and Groupies... and all THAT!! (listen... do you want to know a secret....?)....promise... Sign in to see full entry.

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BackStage Pass... a poem about GOLD and Groupies... and all THAT!!part2of6

what memories could possibly be churning... with such consequence?? A mother once came looking for her teen-age daughter twins; One glance in a bedroom shows the dilemna they are in; Smoke had filled the room, and the lights were turned down dim Sleep had crept in on them as the hour turned late.... Sign in to see full entry.

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BackStage Pass... a poem about GOLD and Groupies... and all THAT!!part3of6

ok, so it was a circus, and a gangrape... so what?... ohn and ohn and ohn....... The mananger's a trainer with a ring of uncopied keys. With credits pouring in, he keeps them grinding on their knees. They thought that they were Ceasars, Sultans, Air born Kings.. These prisoners of alcohol and... Sign in to see full entry.

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BackStage Pass... a poem about GOLD and Groupies... and all THAT!!part4of6

onward goes the dance.... The 3rd World War is happening: the press does not show. They keep it under wraps so as for nobody will know. Managers will steer the crowds with cameras down the hall Lest any view the errant rooms where group with groupies fall. The fool upon the hill has eyes of vision:... Sign in to see full entry.

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BackStage Pass... a poem about GOLD and Groupies... and all THAT!!part5of6

part 5 of 6... the song goes on..and ohn..and ohn The victims are survivors and their eyes shall surely glow. The rapier mind is female: don't kid yourself 'bout what she don't know. And as the hour ticks on late, she is awake with watching eyes. They meet her in the hall with one looking sober and... Sign in to see full entry.

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BackStage Pass... a poem about GOLD and Groupies... and all THAT!!part6of 6

this is the final part of the song/poem. No.6 of 6... The years that follow on when all that madness is pushed away... Leave the dreamers wondering in sorrow mad with pain. The "on cue/on demand" was more than music on a stage: Interviews and Radio spots... the line-up for the after show rave. and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Life with the Aboriginies in northern Canada..3rd world

one might think that... running water and electricity for lights was renovation enough. This is a song about... those who have (and believe it makes them better or more special than others...) and those who don't have..(primarily because they have been brutalized by the ones who have, and have been... Sign in to see full entry.

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About this Blog

"I Love You John" is a sort of eulogy for John Lennon, and has become a Mantra over the past decade for me. Living as a single mom, raising the eight youngest of 12 children alone in the canadian bush... The Memory of John Lennon to sustain the will to live... and more: songs describing the life and times of a family of 12 or more. John and Yoko gave such an example of Love, and the lyrics of John Lennon's songs created a wall, that the antithesus of the very personage of John Lennon (none other than my 'ex') could not push us through.. although we have become very acquainted with the mortar between the cracks... at nose/eye view

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