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To: HG who wrote (8352)	10/17/2001 5:19:28 PM
From: Elmer Flugum	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 13020

"Got no deeds to do, No promises to keep. I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep. Let the morning time drop all its petals on me. Life, I love you, All is groovy."" Simon & Garfunkel

To: HG who wrote (8352)	10/20/2001 4:03:02 PM
From: Elmer Flugum	Respond to of 13020

Before The Deluge "Some of them were dreamers, some of them were fools, Who were making plans and thinking of the future, With the energy of the innocent, they were gathering the tools They would need to make their journey back to nature. While the sand slipped through the opening, And their hands reached for the golden ring, With their hearts they turned to each other's hearts for refuge, In the troubled years that came before the deluge. Some of them new pleasure, some of them knew pain, And for some of them it was only the moment that mattered. And on the brave and crazy wings of youth, They went flying around in the rain, And their feathers once so fine grew torn and tattered. In the end, they traded their tired wings, For the resignation that living brings, And exchanged love's bright and fragile glow for the glitter and the rouge, And in the moment they were swept before the deluge. Now let the music keep our spirits high Let the buildings keep our children dry Let creation reveal its secrets by and by By and by When the light that's lost within us reaches the sky. Some of them were angry at the way the earth was abused, By the men who learned how to forge her beauty into power, And they struggled to protect her from them only to be confused, By the magnitude of her fury in the final hour. And when the sand was gone and the time arrived, In the naked dawn, only a few survived, And in attempts to understand a thing so simple and so huge, Believed that they were meant to live after the deluge. Let the music keep our spirits high Let the buildings keep our children dry Let creation reveal it's secrets by and by By and by When the light that's lost within us reaches the sky" Jackson Browne