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To: AugustWest who wrote (22391)	8/9/2000 3:25:15 PM
From: SIer formerly known as Joe B.	Respond to of 49843

Long distance runner, what you standin' there for? Get up, get out, get out of the door Your playin' cold music on the barroom floor Drowned in your laughter and dead to the core. There's a dragon with matches that's loose on the town Takes a whole pail of water just to cool him down. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Almost ablaze still you don't feel the heat It takes all you got just to stay on the beat. You say it's a livin', we all gotta eat But you're here alone, there's no one to compete. If Mercy's a bus'ness, I wish it for you More than just ashes when your dreams come true. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Long distance runner, what you holdin' out for? Caught in slow motion in a dash for the door. The flame from your stage has now spread to the floor You gave all you had. Why you wanna give more? The more that you give, the more it will take To the thin line beyond which you really can't fake. Fire! Fire on the mountain!

To: AugustWest who wrote (22391)	8/9/2000 3:34:46 PM
From: SIer formerly known as Joe B.	Respond to of 49843

There are times when you can beckon, There are times when you must fall. You can take a lot of reckoning But you can't take it all. There are times when I can help you out, And times that you must fall. There are times when you must live in doubt, And I can't help at all. Three blue stars rise on the hill. Say no more, now just be still. All these trials will soon be passed Look for something built to last. A wind held by the column, Yes, a cloud held by the breeze. You can walk on coals of fire, But sometimes you must freeze. There are times when you won't let me, And I do the same to you. If you can't or won't forget it, I guess we could be through. One blue star sets on the hill. Call it back; you never will. One more star sinks in the past, Show me something built to last. Built to last 'till time itself Falls tumbling from the wall. Built to last 'till sunshine fails, And darkness moves on all. Built to last while years roll past Like cloudscapes in the sky Show me something built to last Or something built to try. There are times when you get hit up on, Try hard but you cannot give. Other times, you'd gladly part With what you need to live. Don't waste your breath to save your face, When you have done your best And even more than's asked of you, Fate will decide the rest. All the stars, are gone but one. Morning breaks, here comes the Sun. 'Cross the sky, now sinking fast, Show me something built to last. Three blue stars rise on the hill. Say no more, now just be still. All these trials will soon be passed Look for something built to last. One blue star sets on the hill. Call it back, you never will. One more star sinks in the past Show me something built to last All the stars are gone but one Morning breaks, here comes the Sun. 'Cross the sky, now sinking fast, Show me something built to last.

To: AugustWest who wrote (22391)	8/9/2000 3:47:50 PM
From: SIer formerly known as Joe B.	Respond to of 49843

Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the chilly winds don't blow. Goin' where the chilly winds don't blow. Goin' where those chilly winds don't blow. I don't want to be treated this away.