Typing Game!

Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff

Red tomorrow, red today
Dread, sorrow, can't turn away
(Can't turn back...)

Time, I'll always be a prisoner to my ambition
As petals fly, I'll dance your tune
But hold your breath, guess who's running the show?
And when this red runs black I'll ask you, was I everything you imagined?
When my time's finally up, the sun's falling down
I'll turn to stone again

Red tomorrow, red today
Dread, sorrow, can't turn away
(Can't turn back...)

Time, I'll always be a proisoner to my amition
As petals fly, I'll dance your tune
But hold your breath, guess who's running the shadow?
And when this red runs black I'll ask you, was I everything you imagined?
When my time's finally up, the sun's falling down
I'll turn to stone again

Every ugly lie to every person, every single time, every betrayal, every lying thought, every time you lied to yourself, deep in your mind, we were listening, we were recording, and it's all in these tapes, ten thousand boxes of them, in your own words, one lie after the next, over and over, until we're finished. So the amount of time varies. The amount of time you spend here all depends on how many lies you told. How many boxes of tape we have to go through together.

Every ugly lie to every person, every single time, every netrayal, every lting thought, every time you lied to yourself, deep ion your mind, we were listening, we were recording, and it's all in these tapes, ten thousand boxes of them, in your own words, one lie after the next, over and over, until we're finished. So the amount of time varies. The amount of time you spend here all depends on how many lies you told. How many boxes of tape we have to go through together.

Goofy: Gwarsh, I can't believe you fellers taking me to Potatoland, the potato-themed amusement park.
Donald: I can't believe it either.
Goofy: It's been lifelong dream to visit this place! (pants)
Mickey: Ah, gee, Goofy, are you sure this is the right way.
Goofy: Sure, I'm sure. Boy, when I was a youngin', we musta driven past that big potato sign (accidently arm-chokes Donald) at least, uh, two, seven, carry the twelve, Fourteen and a half times! The sign! It's the sign!
Mickey: "Welcome to Idaho."
Donald: "America's potato land?"
Goofy: Potatoland, Potatoland...
Mickey & Donald: Uh oh.

Goofy: Gwarsh, I can't believe you fellers taking me to Potatoland, the potato-themed amusement park.
Donald: I can't believe it either.
Goofy: It's been lifelong dream to visit this place! (pants)
Mickey: Ah, gee, Goofy, are you sure this is the right way.
Goofy: Sure, I'm sure. Bot, when I was a youngin', we musta driven past that big potato sign (accidentally arm-chokes Donald) at lest, uh, two, seven, carry the twelve, Fourteen and a half times! The sign! It's the sign!
Mickey: "Welcome to Idaho."
Donld: "American's potato land"?
Goofy: Pitatoland, Potatoland...
Mickey * Donald: Uh oh.

I didn't go to the moon, I went much further - for time is the longest distance between two places. Not long after that I was fired for writing a poem on the lid of a shoe-box. I left Saint Louis. I descended the steps of this fire escape for a last time and followed, from then on, in my father's footsteps, attempting to find in motion what was lost in space. I traveled around a great deal. The cities swept about me like dead leaves, leaves that were brightly coloured but torn away from the branches.

I didn't go to the moon, I went much further - for time is the longest distance between two places. Not long after that I was fired for writing a poem on the lid off a shoe-box. I left Saint Louis. I descended the steps of this fire escape for a last time and followers, from them on, in my father's footsteps, attempting t find in motion what was lost in space. I traveled around a great deal. The cities swept about me like dead leaves, leaves that were brightly coloured but torn away from the branches.

If one thing happens, then another thing is sure to happen shorty after. It is the way of life, darkness consumes light, silence deafens sound. You may not realise it, but it is sure to happen. And when it does you will be something else entirely.

If one thing happens, then another thing is sure to happen shortly after. It is the way of life, darkness consumes light, silence deafens sound. You may not realize it, but it is sure to happen. And when it does you will be something else entirely.

I know there is no way I could ever hurt
More than I do now

Even the sadness from that day, even the pain from that day,
I loved it all, together with you
The bitter scent of lemons remains embedded in my heart
Can't make my way home 'til the rain lets up
Even now you remain my light

I would have stopped, but i was pursued by something. It always came upon me unawares taking me altogether bu surprise. Perhaps it was a familiar bit of music perhaps it was only a piece of travspatemt glass . Perhaps I am walking along a street at night in some strange city, before I hvae found companions. I pass the lighted window of a shop where perfume is sold. The window is filled with [pieces of coloured glass, tiny transparent bottles in delicate colours, like bits of a shattered rainbow.

If you're not doing something with your life, then it doesn’t matter how long you live. If you're doing something with your life, then it doesn't matter how short your life may be. A life is not measured by years lived, but by its usefulness. If you are giving, loving, serving, helping, encouraging, and adding value to others, then you're living a life that counts!