Kind of a prophetic moment here . . .

45 lyrics

Bells are chiming for victory
There's a page back in history
45
They came back to the world that they fought for
Didn't turn out just like they thought
45

Here is a song to sing to do the measuring
What did you lose?
What did you gain?
What did you win?

Nine years later a child is born
There's a record, so you put it on
45
Nine years more, if we're lucky now
Nine-year-old puts his money down
45
Every scratch, every click, every heartbeat
Every breath that I held for you
45
There's a stack of shellac and vinyl
Which is yours now and which is mine?
45

Here is a song to sing to do the measuring
What did you lose?
What did you gain?
What did you win?

Bass and treble heal every hurt
There's a rebel in a nylon shirt
But the words are a mystery, I've heard
'Til you turn it down to 33 and 1/3
'Cos it helps with the elocution
Corporations turn revolutions
45

So don't you weep and shed
Just change your name instead
What do you lose when it all goes to your head?

I heard something peculiar said:
"Perhaps he's got a shot and now he's dead"
45
Bells are chiming and tears are falling
It creeps up on you without a warning
45
Every scratch, every click, every heartbeat
Every breath that I bless
I'd be lost, I confess
45

Since we let them get away with what they obviously did to us on 9/11 we have drifted way too far from the shore.

Now we can see who profited from the house arrest project and who didn’t. Very valuable information. I know at the height of the big scare, those private planes seemed to be flying over my house with even more frequency. Those lucky ones clearly didn’t have to deal with the nonsense that was being pushed on tv.

During the summer, there those planes flew over my house every 10 minutes like it’s a highway up there. Now no one down on the ground can even enjoy a bit of quiet in their backyard.

For so few to benefit from so much lawlessness - the freedom to plunder and prey - the innocent had to face imprisonment, death and the loss of their life’s work. Such a lack of Justice is not sustainable.

P!NK - Our Song

Listening to the wonderful new album Trustfall has reminded me of some hurtful attitudes I expressed in the past. This beautiful artist has been the bigger person about it and has returned my insufferableness with kindness and generosity. I am very sorry and extremely grateful for what she is doing to help set us on a better course. Thank you so much and RESPECT.

I really didn’t grasp the situation of a “celebrity” before but hopefully we can gain more understanding now despite the barriers that have been deliberately erected to keep us at odds with each other.

I admire P!NK enormously. I’m not going to pretend to fully know what is going on spiritually but there is clearly something happening which is deep and mysterious. I anguish when I see hurt feelings but I am just basically a Napoleon obsessed light worker who waits for and fulfills my orders from the spirit realm. I never feel I am doing enough for others. I am continually shocked at how this project has played out.

I sense I’m a channel or a sort of radio for God’s energy. I think God is a lot more passionate than we have been led to believe and that the idea here is for us to save ourselves so we will be strengthened enough to ward off the predators. I do feel that God is very angry about what is going on with this exploitative crowd and that he really does want us to do the right thing about it (the enforcement of JUSTICE) and that help is available should we take on our missions.

My idea of winning the war is keeping or regaining our souls and serving God. I do hear a brighter day is coming and I would absolutely love to see it.

Anything generous that comes in my direction from the heart is very precious to me.

Our Song Lyrics

Where to start
When only love breaks your heart?
Watching this fall apart
As we dance in the dark

Eyes wide shut
Where did we lose our touch?
I needed you so damn much
Why is everything hard?

When you're winning the war, but you lose so much more
Is it worth it? I don't understand
Used to die for each other, that song made us lovers
All over and over again

Now, we don't even know the words to it anymore
And you don't look at me that way like you did before
Now it's just another song on the dance floor
And we don't even know the words to it anymore, ooh

Took for granted
Both of us empty-handed
But if I had one more chance
I would do it again, mm

When you winning the war, but you lose so much more
Is it worth it? I don't understand
Float away in the covers, that song made us lovers
All over and over again

Now, we don't even know the words to it anymore
Oh, you don't look at me that way like you did before, oh-oh
Oh, now it's just another song on the dance floor
And we don't even know the words to it anymore

Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-da-da, oh
Na-na-na-na-na-na, da-da-da-da, no

And now it's just another song on the dance floor
And we don't even know the words to it anymore

Na-na-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, hmm
Na-da-da-da-da-di, da-da-da-di

Elvis Costello explains the contents of his new collection “The Songs Of Bacharach And Costello”

This looks like another rabbit hole to me. Let’s do it. I have no difficulty spotting a grenade.

Just like Napoleon, he amazing at dissimulation.

I’m The Darkest Place lyrics

In the darkest place
I know that is where you'll find me
Even though you didn't have to remind me
I shut out the lights

Your eyes adjust
They'll never be the same
You know I love you so
Let's start again

Since you put me down
It seems I've been very gloomy
You may laugh, but pretty girls look right through me
They don't sense the faintest glimmering
That is the torch I bear
There's light enough for me to find my way

But I only have to tell myself that by now
You could be with someone else
Is there light beneath your door and
Laughter from within?
Do your friends come around
Saying, "Try to find another lover"?
He won't love you like I do

In the darkest place
I'm lost, I have abandoned every hope
Maybe you'll understand, I must shut out the light

Your eyes adjust
They'll never be the same
You know I love you so
Let's start again

Do your friends come around
Saying, "Try to find another lover"?
He won't love you like I do

In the darkest place
That is where you'll find me
In the darkest place
That is where you'll find me

P!NK - When I Get There.

Please enjoy this very moving piece from P!NK’s new album Trustfall.

What a great album! Next level! 💕💕💕

"When I Get There" lyrics

I think of you when I think about forever
I hear a joke and I know you would have told it better
I think of you out of the blue
When I'm watching a movie that you'd hate
And you'd say it
You were never one to hesitate

You were always first in line
So why would it be different for heaven
But I got a couple questions

Is there a bar up there
Where you've got a favorite chair
Where you sit with friends
And talk about the weather?
Is there a place you go
To watch the sunset and oh
Is there a song you just can't wait to share?
Yeah I know you'll tell me when I get there

Do you think of me? Do you wish that I would slow down?
Are there some things that you've seen that feel like home now?
Are you up there climbing trees, singing brand new melodies?
I hope you are, I know you are

Is there a bar up there
Where you've got a favorite chair
Where you sit with friends
And talk about the weather?
Is there a place you go
To watch the sunset and oh
Is there a song you just can't wait to share?
Yeah I know you'll tell me when I get there
Yeah you'll tell me when I get there

Will you save me a place with all those pearls of wisdom?
Yeah I'll make some mistakes and you'll watch me as I live them
Til I'm through, 'til I'm with you

Is there a bar up there
Where you've got a favorite chair
Where you sit with friends
And talk about, talk about the weather?
Is there a place you go
To watch the sunset and oh
Is there a song you just can't wait to share?
Yeah I know you'll tell me when I get there yeah
I think of you when I think about forever

Let’s admire some of the standout performances from EC’s current tour.

Obviously anything can happen the way it’s going.

Such interesting numbers going on here . . .

The numbers do talk, my friends. 1 and 2. The Sun and Moon can do a great deal if they are working together. 4 can really shake things up and we sure do need that right now.

1 - Sun

2 - Moon

3 - Jupiter

4 - Uranus

5 - Mercury

6 - Venus

7 - Neptune

8 - Saturn

9 - Pluto - Mars

The Dictator is hiding behind the English government and he couldn’t stand up 1 second against US UNITED.

Thank you to everyone fighting and dreaming to see this horrific war criminal in handcuffs. These fascists keep making moves that will finally get the public to feel their chains despite all that tv brainwashing. It’s just a matter of time.

No one knows better than I, the talent level this Dictator sends out to his targets.

A. It isn’t much - just mind controlled addict fools.

B. He can’t get new mooks because his delusional slaves are born not made.

Let’s take another look at this AMAZING MOMENT!

EC brings the surprises . . . Patrick Wilson blew everyone away.

A sneakily imprisoned and separated pair maneuvered into multiple lose lose scenarios do not have that many options unfortunately.

After The Fall lyrics

In an anonymous rendezvous
Where the forbidden lovers repair
They're burning down another damn candle
They're melting the tables and chairs

Beneath them applause from the balcony
Whenever they accomplished making love
Other times they thought they heard laughter
Coming from the balcony above

(chorus):
She lies to his right and she carelessly recites
All of her brand new appetites
She seems brittle and small, it don't sound like her at all
Since she came back to him after the fall

She said "You never visit the countryside
So I've made you a country to order"
She put up a little tent in the bedroom
Crickets played on a tape-recorder
The ceiling was festooned with phosphorous stars
She noticed his skin turning cold
Burning all his clothes on the bonfire
"Relax" she whispered and tightened the blindfold

(chorus)

You've changed but not for the better babe
I'd tell you why but what's the use
'Cos it's the same kind of pity
A drunkard gives as his excuse
You were sharp and ideal as a bobby pin
Now your eyes are deserted and quiet
We both look like those poor shattered mannequins
Thrown through the window in the riot

She lies in his arms and without any qualms
Revels in shallow delights
She seems brittle and small, it don't sound like her at all
Since she came back to him after the fall