[hermit22]

Woody Guthrie for my political side:
"This Land is your Land"

This land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York Island
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream water
This land was made for you and me

As I was walkin', that ribbon of highway
I saw above me, that endless skyway
I saw below me, that golden valley
I said this land was made for you and me

I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sand of her diamond desert
And all around me, a voice was sounding:
This land was made for you and me

Down in the city, in the shadow of the steeple
By the relief office, I saw my people
As they stood there hungry I stood there whistling:
This land was made for you and me

As I went walking, I saw a sign there
And on that sign it said "Private Property"
But on the other side it didn't say nothin'
That side was made for you and me !

Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking my freedom highway
Nobody living can make me turn back, cuz
This land was made for you and me

The sun came shining, and I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
As the fog was lifting, a voice was chanting:
This land was made for you and me

and Bright Eyes for my listened to the Cure too much growing up side:
"When the Curious Girl Realizes She is Under Glass"

Tomorrow when I wake up
I’m finding my brother
And I'm making him take me back down to the water
That lake where we sailed, and we laughed with our father
I will not desert him
I will not desert him

No matter how I may wish for a coffin so clean
Or these trees to undress all their leaves onto me
I put my face in the dirt and then finally I'll see
The sky that has been avoiding me.

Well I started this letter
I’m going to send it to Aruba
It'll be blessed by her eyes on the Gulf Coast of Florida
With her feet in the sand,
And one hand on her swimsuit,
She'll recite the prayer of my pen

Saying, "Time take us forward.
Relief from this longing.
They can land that plane on my heart;
I don’t care.
Just give me November,
The warmth of a whisper,
In the freezing darkness of my room."

But no matter what I would do in an attempt to replace
All these pills that I take, trying to balance my brain
See the curious girl with that look on her face
So surprised she stares out from her display case