Rio, by Mike Nesmith

[the_gneech]

I'm hearing the light from the window
I'm seeing the sound of the sea
My feet have come loose from their moorings
I'm feeling quite wonderfully free
And I think I will travel to Rio
Using the music for flight
There's nothing I know of in Rio
But it's something to do with the night
It's only a whimsical notion
To fly down to Rio tonight
I probably won't fly down to Rio
But then again I just might

There's wings to the thought behind fancy
There's wings to the thought behind play
And dancing to rhythms of laughter
Makes laughter the rhythm of rain
So I think I will travel to Rio
Using the music for flight
There's nothing I know of in Rio
But it's something to do with the night
It's only a whimsical notion
To fly down to Rio tonight
And I probably won't fly down to Rio
But then again I just might

"This is the first call for Flight 77 to Rio de Janeiro
Now boarding at Gate 17, this is the first call"

I feel such a sense of well-being
The problems have come to be solved
And what I thought was proper for battle
I see now is proper for love
So I think I will travel to Rio
Using the music for flight
There's nothing that I know of in Rio
But it's something to do with the night
It's only a whimsical notion
To fly down to Rio tonight
And I probably won't fly down to Rio
But then again I just might

I think I will travel to Rio
Using the music for flight
There's nothing I know of in Rio
But it's something to do with the night
It's only a whimsical notion
To fly down to Rio tonight
And I probably won't fly down to Rio
But then again I just might

Reno? Why Reno?
Not Reno dummy
Rio, Rio de Janeiro

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The Flying Festton, by Shel Silverstein

[torakiyoshi.livejournal.com]

I'm going to ride, on the flying festoon.
I'll jump on his back, and I'll whistle a tune,
And we'll fly to the outermost tip of the moon,
The flying festoon and I!

I'm taking a sandwich, a ball and a prune,
And we're leaving this evening, precisely at noon!
'Cause I'm going to fly with the flying festoon
Just as soon as he learns how to fly!

The Best Is Yet To Come

[katsunewolf.livejournal.com]

Do you remember the time, When little things made you happy?
Do you remember the time, When simple things made you smile?
Life can be wonderful, If you let it be..
Life can be simple,
If you try...

Whatever happened to those days?
Whatever happened to those nights?

Do you remember the time, When little things made you sad?
Do you remember the time, When simple things made you cry?

Is it just me,

Or...

Is it just us?

Feeling lost in this world?
Why do we have to hurt each other?
Why do we have to shed tears?

Life can be beautiful....
If you try.
Life can be joyful..
If we try.

Tell me...
I'm not alone.
Tell me..
We are not alone in this world.

Fighting against the wind.

Do you remember the time...
When simple things made you happy?
Do you remember the time...
When little things made you laugh?

You know..
Life can be simple.
You know.
Life is simple.

Because..

The best thing in life is yet to come.

Because...

The best is yet to come.........