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To: HG who wrote (1353)	11/19/2001 5:46:25 PM
From: HG	Respond to of 3937

Autumn Leaves mack.users4.50megs.com The falling leaves drift by the window. The autumn leaves, of red and gold. I see your lips, the summer kisses. The sun-burned hands, I used to hold. Since you went away the days grow long. And soon I'll hear old winter's song. But I miss you most of all, my darling, When autumn leaves start to fall. - Sammy Kaye

To: HG who wrote (1353)	11/19/2001 5:46:27 PM
From: Original Mad Dog	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 3937

The Wanderer By Bono, performed by Johnny Cash on the U2 album Zooropa I went out walking Through streets paved with gold Lifted some stones Saw the skin and bones Of a city without a soul I went out walking Under an atomic sky Where the ground won't turn And the rain it burns Like the tears when I said goodbye Yeah I went with nothing Nothing but the thought of you I went wandering I went drifting Through the capitals of tin Where men can't walk Or freely talk And sons turn their fathers in I stopped outside a church house Where the citizens like to sit They say they want the kingdom But they don't want God in it I went out riding Down that old eight lane I passed by a thousand signs Looking for my own name I went with nothing But the thought you'd be there too Looking for you I went out there In search of experience To taste and to touch And to feel as much As a man can Before he repents I went out searching Looking for one good man A spirit who would not bend or break Who would sit at his father's right hand I went out walking With a bible and a gun The word of God lay heavy on my heart I was sure I was the one Now Jesus, don't you wait up Jesus, I'll be home soon Yeah I went out for the papers Told her I'd be back by noon Yeah I left with nothing But the thought you'd be there too Looking for you Yeah I left with nothing Nothing but the thought of you I went wandering