Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry. If I can't have rye whiskey I will live until I die. If the ocean was whiskey and I was a duck. I would swim to the bottom and never come up.
I have had trouble with the work like you don't need the money one. I got where I enjoyed being at work to much and couldn't enjoy weekends or time off because I was happier at work. I can remember a supervisor even saying once, "Go home and be with your family." Trouble was I did and then didn't want to go back to work. Extremism has gotten me into trouble so many times.
I like the one with dance like nobody is watching. I have had some of my favorite times dancing like a fool. I was dancing and having fun. I am not really a dancer but I love to dance.
For me God and love is the same thing so it doesn't really matter. A rose by any other name would be just as sweet. Man is man and woman is woman. It just makes it all simpler for me.
I had to break out of many boxes to find a self-preservation that let me escape from a world of silence and self-imposed exile. I had to forgive myself for what I eventually found was ignorance on my part more than anything else. I had to learn share my feelings with others so I could feel like I belonged rather than felt like a spectator in a world that I could not cope with. I had to feel myself from many things that I had learned in my youth because some of them just didn't pertain to me all the time. I had to start over from scratch and put many thoughts into a fire purification and if it did have any value to just see it for the ignorance that it really was.
My favorite of hers. One day I actually started trying to understand some of the new country lyrics. Some songs just connect you to them when they seem to express what you have trouble putting into words.
Faith Hill's song kind of says it for me. I thought it was over baby We said our goodbyes But I can't go a day without your face Goin' through my mind
In fact, not a single minute Passes without you in it Your voice, your touch, memories of your love Are with me all the time
Let me let go, baby Let me let go If this is for the best, Why are you still in my heart Are you still in my soul, let me let go
I talked to you the other day Looks like you made your escape You put us behind, no matter how I try I can't do the same
Let me let go, baby Let me let go It just isn't right, I've been 2000 miles Down a dead-end road
Let me let go, darlin', won't you I just gotta know, yeah If this is for the best, Why are you still in my heart Are you still in my soul, let me let go
The lights of this strange city are shinin' But they don't hold no fascination for me I try to find the bright side baby But everywhere I look, everywhere I turn, You're all I see
Let me let go, darlin', won't you I just gotta know, yeah If this is for the best, Why are you still in my heart Are you still in my soul, let me let go Let me let go, let me let go
I like the episode of Star Trek where the old ship captain was kept alive by the female alien cloud. Every day the old captain would go into the cloud and get entergized. Kirk was trying to reason with the female alien cloud. The female alien cloud said that the man must continue. Spock realized the alien cloud was in love with the old ship captain because what the female alien cloud was doing was illogical. Hey, it could happen. Dr. McCoy agreed with Spock which got a raised eyebrow from Spock to Dr. McCoy. The old ship captain did not think that the female alien cloud was in love with him but just the Companion. Kirk tried to tell the female alien cloud that keeping the old ship captain on the planet would eventually cause him not to continue. Meanwhile, the female who beamed down to the planet to study the female alien and who was close to dying agreed that the female alien cloud was indeed in love with the old ship captain. So the female alien cloud and the female who beamed down to the planet got together and the old ship captain thought the woman was better for him than the female alien cloud especially they merged. The moral of the story is, hmmm, I am not really sure but I think it is revelant to the thread.
RE: babyface
Babyface Nelson did pretty good with the name for a while. You are youthful and that will be a good thing as you age.