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Done for the The Gratitude Challenge over at The Award tree group.
I am grateful 'for the music' that throughout my life has humbled me as a player ("There's always a better guitar slinger just around the corner" ) and soothed and comforted as a listener, especially so during these crazy times we are all living through at the moment. The great healer...
Spinning vinyl. :o)
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©Christine A. Owens 5.23.18
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I really appreciate your comments and faves. I'm not a hoarder of contacts, but enjoy real-life, honest people. You are much more likely to get my comments and faves in return if you fit the latter description. Just sayin. :oD
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Made a wrong turn, once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss "No way, it's all good", it didn't slow me down
Mistaken, always second guessing, underestimated
Look, I'm still around
Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me!
You're so mean, when you talk, about yourself you were wrong
Change the voices in your head, make them like you instead
So complicated, look how big, you'll make it
Filled with so much hatred, such a tired game
It's enough! I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same
Oh, pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me
The whole world's scared, so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool and limed and we try, try, try
But we try too hard and its a waste of my time
Done looking for the critics 'cause there everywhere
They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that, why do I do that?
Why do I do that?
Oh, pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me!
You're perfect, you're perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me
Picture of Luna taken in the Gothic Club at Raven Moon Isle
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You walk in the room and you're wearing a frown
You reach for the shelf and cradle it down
The Music Box Dancer, what does it prove
Only that you need to see a statue that moves
A tutu of satin, bordered with lace
Slender lines, agile legs, a wonderland face
Her beauty is balanced, an immovable pose
Eternally destined to remain on her toes
Music Box Dancer, she is only a toy
Project upon her your dreams of wanting life's joy
She's perched on her stand, and never will part
A final gaze upon her, now the music will start
You wind the doll up, it's nostalgic because
You've been here before, so give one final pause
To dream of the future, to reflect on the past
Music Box Dancer start your whirling at last
The room fills with music, such a cute song
Watching her go 'round and 'round, she's where she belongs
Bring joy to the watchers, spreading a glow
Whenever wound up, she'll put on a good show
Music Box Dancer, do you think or believe
She could step off her box if she wanted to leave
So easy it is, twirl around with such grace
Staying in her circle, she remains in one place
Such a brief moment, a small time to spend
The dancing will slow soon, the music will end
In real life we're plastic, nature's unfair
How can we breathe life, how can we share
The knowledge and insights hidden in tombs
We're all Music Box Dancers all alone in our rooms
We sit on our shelves where objects reside
We don't allow the music to get right inside
Music Box Dancer's now completely alone
No winder or no listener, because nobody's home
How long before someone will re-wind the spring?
The room will now be witness; and silence can't sing
Spent some of Saturday hanging out in Emeryville's Tiny Telephone studio, doing photo stuff with Lucy and the Long Haul. Super cool to see music being produced for real, with loving care.
I have an art expo "Music of Mountains" at the art café at the French sim Le Village de Charente
If you like a real paintings, real French place and surrounding, if you enjoy with music of nature and mounatins - this is for YOU!
Colors like tunes, floating and vibrating like music. You may hear a wind, water splash or scent of flowers. It awakes your memory and brings a light feelings.
al suo suonare, il mondo intorno si dissolveva, sbiadiva. perdeva consistenza.
sparivano i pensieri, le ombre.
le ho chiesto allora di svuotarmi, di risucchiarti e disperderti in forma di nota, fuori di me.
ha sorriso e mi ha detto no, questo non lo posso.
non lo poteva.
nemmeno io, del resto. neppure cantando. in alcun modo.
How I see that in the night I geting most creative ;) , head is full with ideas.
I was taking this shot in the evening in my garden of the neighbor girl Beata. And of course post processes in the night :), because the only free time I have...
Featuring: MOoH!
Great set with music related items!
There are 13 common items and 2 rares.
Chair and Piano have animations that allow you to sit and play the piano.
Get it at the mainstore of MOoH!, right here: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Chillium/188/79/4073
Jour de l’An à Québec, du 27 au 31 décembre 2016
Sur la Grande Allée piétonnière, du Parlement à l’hôtel Le Concorde: Terrasses chauffées, bars extérieurs, tyrolienne urbaine de 200 mètres (nouveauté de cette année), grande roue, glissage géante, projections lumineuses et bien plus encore, tous les jours de 11h à 23h.
تْعآلْ وخلْنيْ أنقْشَ حرْوفْ ( الشْوقَ ) بـْ ثيْآبْكَ
تعْآلْ أعْزفْ عْلىْ أوْتآرْ آلسْعآدهْ أعذبْ ألحآْنيْ .. !
A black and white version of an original Modern Fine Art Abstract Still Life Oil Painting On Canvas of a theme of Jazz in a Modern Art setting painted in a Geometric Style.
this is my little girl's violin..i tell her once in a while, if you want to achieve, then aim high and never give up. that way you'll always achieve..it seems to work (so far) :-)
Dress and hair are lucky board prizes! Headphones, eye appliers, bracelet, lashes and nails are free group gifts!
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