Minstrel boy, forever young

[antiaristo]

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[Rigorous Intuition]

<!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :rollin --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/roll.gif ALT=":rollin"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.landyvision.com/Slideshow/image/341.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--> <p></p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://p216.ezboard.com/brigorousintuition.showUserPublicProfile?gid=rigorousintuition>Rigorous Intuition</A> at: 9/23/05 8:11 am<br></i>

[seemslikeadream]

<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://darkwing.uoregon.edu/~murat69/dylann~1.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:teal;font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:xx-small;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>I'll remember you<br>When I've forgotten all the rest,<br>You to me were true,<br>You to me were the best.<br>When there is no more,<br>You cut to the core<br>Quicker than anyone I knew.<br>When I'm all alone<br>In the great unknown,<br>I'll remember you.<br><br>I'll remember you<br>At the end of the trail,<br>I had so much left to do,<br>I had so little time to fail.<br>There's some people that<br>You don't forget,<br>Even though you've only seen'm<br>One time or two.<br>When the roses fade<br>And I'm in the shade,<br>I'll remember you.<br><br>Didn't I, didn't I try to love you?<br>Didn't I, didn't I try to care?<br>Didn't I sleep, didn't I weep beside you<br>With the rain blowing in your hair?<br><br>I'll remember you<br>When the wind blows through the piney wood.<br>It was you who came right through,<br>It was you who understood.<br>Though I'd never say<br>That I done it the way<br>That you'd have liked me to.<br>In the end,<br>My dear sweet friend,<br>I'll remember you.</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> <p></p><i></i>

[Rigorous Intuition]

While riding on a train goin' west,<br>I fell asleep for to take my rest.<br>I dreamed a dream that made me sad,<br>Concerning myself and the first few friends I had.<br><br>With half-damp eyes I stared to the room<br>Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon,<br>Where we together weathered many a storm,<br>Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn.<br><br>By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung,<br>Our words were told, our songs were sung,<br>Where we longed for nothin' and were quite satisfied<br>Talkin' and a-jokin' about the world outside.<br><br>With haunted hearts through the heat and cold,<br>We never thought we could ever get old.<br>We thought we could sit forever in fun<br>But our chances really was a million to one.<br><br>As easy it was to tell black from white,<br>It was all that easy to tell wrong from right.<br>And our choices were few and the thought never hit<br>That the one road we traveled would ever shatter and split.<br><br>How many a year has passed and gone,<br>And many a gamble has been lost and won,<br>And many a road taken by many a friend,<br>And each one I've never seen again.<br><br>I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,<br>That we could sit simply in that room again.<br>Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat,<br>I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like that.<br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://aubry.free.fr/bdylgins.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--> <p></p><i></i>