Good times for a change
See, the luck I've had can make a good man turn bad
so please, please, please please let me get what I want this time...
Haven't had a dream in a long time.
See, the life I've had can make a good man bad
so, for once in my life, let me get what I want,
Lord knows, it would be the first time.
Lord knows, it would be the first time...
Showing posts with label emotion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label emotion. Show all posts
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
"Kathleen"
It's plain to see the sun won't shine today
But I ain't in the mood for sunshine anyway
Maybe I'll go insane
I got to stop the pain
Or maybe I'll go down to see Kathleen.
A swallow comes and tells me of her dreams
She says she'd like to know just what they mean.
I feel like I could die
as I watch her flying by
Ride the north wind down to see Kathleen.
Stars hang high above, the oceans roar
the moon is come to lead me to her door
There's crystal across the sand
And waves, they take my hand.
Soon I'm gonna see my sweet Kathleen.
Soon I'm gonna see my sweet Kathleen.
But I ain't in the mood for sunshine anyway
Maybe I'll go insane
I got to stop the pain
Or maybe I'll go down to see Kathleen.
A swallow comes and tells me of her dreams
She says she'd like to know just what they mean.
I feel like I could die
as I watch her flying by
Ride the north wind down to see Kathleen.
Stars hang high above, the oceans roar
the moon is come to lead me to her door
There's crystal across the sand
And waves, they take my hand.
Soon I'm gonna see my sweet Kathleen.
Soon I'm gonna see my sweet Kathleen.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
from The Book of Lost Things
David was certain that he had been dreaming, although he could not quite recall the substance of the dream. Of one thing he was sure: the dream had not been a pleasant one, but all that remained was a lingering feeling of unease and a tingling on the palm of his right hand, as though it had been stroked with poison ivy. There was the same sensation on the side of his face, and he could not shake off the feeling that something unpleasant had touched him while he was lost to the world. -The Book of Lost Things, John Connolly
The Book of Lost Things is very enjoyable:s dark, exciting, full of fantasy. John Connolly writes in a style that is easily absorbed, engrossing; it reads quick and is entertaining throughout. David, the main character, is a young boy surrounded by adult things: the depressing reality of war (World War I), and the mourning supreme the loss of his mother to a Cancer. When he accidentally discovers an alternate world, he starts an adventure which is terrifying and forces him to grow up much faster than a boy should.
In this world his courage and strength, and in the end, his morals, are repeatedly tested. His travels take him all over, meeting various characters; some friends, some foes, including a few from famous fairy tales, but many are new faces. He is seeking the king, and his infamous Book of Lost Things, which is said to hold magical powers, as well as the way back to David's true home-- however, he must avoid The Crooked Man, the trickster, a creepy character with unspeakable evil powers. The book is a success with an ending that is abrupt, somewhat emotional, and unpredictable.
The Book of Lost Things has its own internet presence; it's clever and fun- check it out here!
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