Boundry-crosser

[Nu Lang]

Hi...this topic was originally in Foreign Installation...but I decided to move it because honestly I began putting so many song lyrics into the thread it became more suited for Tone forum. But still the subject is the foreign installation.



I find music is something I always used to stalk the FI. For one, many lyrics 'fit' what I am feeling, and on another point, the power of the music...bass, drum...like a heart beat, melody, mood of warrior, voice..all fit nicely with gathering intent against it. Music to me is like 'power music'...helps on the path...always has since I was a teen.



Here is a song I was listening to last night, the lyrics are perfect for the fi..



http://www.rhapsody.com/poe/haunted/ter ... yrics.html





A terrible thought

by POE



A terrible thought has moved into my mind

Like an unwanted room-mate drunk on wine

It feeds on my happiness won't pay the rent

I must take proper measures to evict it



A terrible thought has moved into my mind

A giant rat that's nibbling on my pride

It's tearing away my patience and my wit

I must take proper measures set a trap for it



What a terrible thought



I don't care what you've done

I don't care who you've won

I know in the end you'll have your fun



But you can't have it hear

And I won't let you steer

You know I don't want you in my mind



I must stay calm you know and I must be clear

It's gonna take a hundred thoughts to make this one disappear

A train like that could travel a soul for years

A terrible thought could have a terribly long career



What minds have you shredded

I bet they regretted

Having ever thought you up

Just look at you shine

Commiting your crimes

You know I don't want you in my mind



'Cause you're breaking my stride

You poisonous vine

You're strangling me inside

You're breaking my stride

You poisonous vine

You're strangling me inside

You're breaking my stride



What a terrible thought...



Father :

What is your greatest worry because you seem to be worried all the time



Daughter:

Sometimes I can't hear myself think



Father:

YYou have to speak a little louder,

I can't understand a word you're saying



Daughter :

Sometimes I can't hear myself think