Saturday, May 26, 2007
I'm sailing away. Set an open course for the virgin sea.
I've got to be free. Free to face the life that's ahead of me.
On board I'm the Captain. So climb aboard.
We'll search for tomorrow on every shore.
And I'll try, oh Lord, I'll try to carry on.
I've got to be free. Free to face the life that's ahead of me.
On board I'm the Captain. So climb aboard.
We'll search for tomorrow on every shore.
And I'll try, oh Lord, I'll try to carry on.
4 Comments:
I saw Styx at the Utah State Fair in 2002. Rock and roll. They didn't play "Domo Origato" and I was crushed. But just to see the crowd that was at the concert was a show enough.
The moral of the story is beware of aliens in angels clothing... And I listened to the best of Styx today.
P.S. That last comment was not Michelle. It is all a grand illusion. She yoinked my email address and uses it as her own personal "starship to the skies." Ferrin, the modern man.
I've pretended that I was my mom on the phone a couple of times -- because they thought I was Teresa and they just started talking. I didn't think that it was possible to do that with your spouse. Ladies and Gentle(wo)men, I present to you the marvels of modern technology
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