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To: SusieQ1065 who wrote (409)	5/28/2001 7:14:17 AM
From: 2MAR$	Respond to of 470

Et tu Ebudae ? Bodhi Girl ? ~~ (we won't catch them fishys , we'll kiss 'em all !) cheap-cds.com * I have no idea what the song verse is all I know is one of my most favorite scenes in Northern Exposure ended with the town's existentialist Radio DJ assembling this incredible "light sculpture" at the center of town ... And before flipping the switch that lit up evryone's eyes who had gathered there with wonder in the dead of winter he read from Dylan Thomas' .... and when he flipped the switch , Enya's Ebudae played and the wildest collection of lights lit up...and everyone smiled like it was the first day of creation...they all knew the message there. ~Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night ~ Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. ( Dylan could have probably gone a little "lighter" on the alcohol, and maybe a little more with the touch of the mushrooms... ) * Northern Exposure sure had some really rare moments...people can be magic when they are close together, free, and don't always feel they have to be raging against the " dying of the light '....just see it in each other's eyes lights that shine once , shine forever. ~*~

To: SusieQ1065 who wrote (409)	5/28/2001 8:01:41 AM
From: 2MAR$	Respond to of 470

Speaking of light ..... (as in light on your feet ) this is a nice collection of more women musicians of the Celtic world ... cdnow.com really like Ta Se Na La - Eithne Ni Uallachain

To: SusieQ1065 who wrote (409)	6/4/2001 9:10:40 PM
From: keithcray	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 470

Suzie, have you heard this new song? It's getting some airplay, I've only heard it a couple of times, but it's really special. cheap-cds.com Now that she's back in the atmosphere With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey She acts like summer and walks like rain Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey Since the return from her stay on the moon She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey Tell me did you sail across the sun Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded And that heaven is overrated Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star One without a permanent scar And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there Now that she's back from that soul vacation Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo Reminds me that there's time to grow, hey, hey Now that she's back in the atmosphere I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day And head back to the Milky Way And tell me, did Venus blow your mind Was it everything you wanted to find And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day And head back toward the Milky Way Drops of Jupiter -Train