Title: Goodbye Source:
youtube URL Source:[None] Published:Jan 14, 2010 Author:Air Supply Post Date:2010-01-14 18:54:12 by James Deffenbach Keywords:None Views:993 Comments:34
Air Supply - Goodbye classic 70's rock ballads
I can see the pain living in your eyes And I know how hard you try You deserve to have so much more I can feel your heart and I sympathize And I'll never criticize All you've ever meant to my life
I don't want to let you down I don't want to lead you on i don't want to hold you back From where you might belong
You would never ask me why My heart is so disguised I just can't live a lie anymore I would rather hurt myself Than to ever make you cry There's nothing left to say but goodbye
You deserve the chance at the kind of love I'm not sure i'm worthy of Losing you is painful to me
I don't want to let you down I don't want to lead you on i don't want to hold you back From where you might belong
You would never ask me why My heart is so disguised I just can't live a lie anymore I would rather hurt myself Than to ever make you cry There's nothing left to say but goodbye
You would never ask me why My heart is so disguised I just can't live a lie anymore I would rather hurt myself Than to ever make you cry There's nothing left to try Though it's gonna hurt us both There's no other way than to say goodbye
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While they may not have been appropriate for family viewing, they were so hot, they absolutely smoked.
I don't think their actions have anything to do with appropriateness or lack thereof. There was a wonderful tribute to the Ice Road Truckers on there with the Falling Inside The Black song. They deny access to it now. Fortunately I had it saved.
The FBI kidnapped me as a young lad of 18 when I was on a truck carring food to the Wounded Knee Trading post occupation back inthe early 1970s from Eugene. I had helped gather it as part of the then Eugene Coalition Liberation Support Movement and wanted some adventure beyond gathering canned and other goods going from door to door. I didn't have my then picture-less paper driver's license from Oregon and other ID, and looked two years younger then 18 so they assumed I was lying.
They figured out I was indeed 18 and released me stranded in the middle of the U.S. and I had to phone home to Mom for a Greyhound ticket.
I agree, the FBI are sadistic and capible of any torture. And if anyone doubts having to phone home to be rescued from being stranded at 18 is torture, I would doubt they were human and had been 18 once.
Well, there was poetic license taken. But it sounds like you figured out that sometimes the truth is still the truth, but some of it must always be altered in minor ways to protect the innocent. ;-)
I am questioning that your denial of truth is the same of my own spirit of truth. Mike, don't compromise me. I have always enjoyed your spirited debate. You are refreshing. You bring ideas to a forum that are welcomed. But in all cases and as a recommendation, don't compromise values.
Heh, the only part that was not quite right was I got home on my own. I was a long haired youth in a time hitching was common. ;-)
You really think I would call my mom? She was still pissed about my activities which included helping to illegally occupy the storefront next to Vision Works printing to make room for food to go to South Dakota.
I had come from a nothing happens ever Clinton, Connecticut and was really enjoying the activist community in Eugene, Oregon.
I had done some anti war demonstations in Connecticut, but it was a whole different world out here.
I saw cops clubbing people with axe handles at demonstrations at the University of Oregon and met some memorable people. That sure was the life back then. Ah, to be 18 oncew more.
What women I could of had back then with what I know now.