Monday Quip

I once raised the question of what the proper plural would be for "Stradivarius." Would it be " Stradivarii"? The person I was talking to said that, since nobody could afford to own more than one, the question was moot. - David Downing

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Pretty soon, I'm going to get my JS code that counts down to a specific date. I'm going to set it up for the Bayside gig in Des Moines, IA, on Wed, April 22.
Until then...

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Some days
I get crazed
I don't know why it's all relevant
I'll take deep breaths
And keep control, go on.

I've tried brave
And you've tried to save
I'm proud to keep it bottled up
I think I past my prime and lost my mind and I'm torn.

No telling what tomorrow holds.
Who let, who let this feeling die, when all I did was try?
Who let, you let this feeling die,
I can't get you out of my head, my head.
You're the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive.

Some say
It's all fate
but I say we control our lives
And if my destiny should out best me then that's fine.
I make believe thrill and apathy co-exist in me fairly equally
The truth is doubts are all I've got to call mine.

No telling what tomorrow holds.
No telling what voice takes control.
Who let, who let this feeling die, when all I did was try?
Who let, you let this feeling die,
I can't get you out of my head, my head.
And you're the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive.

Is there anybody out there (out there)
Is anybody calling (anybody calling)
What if what i say is really wrong
Is there anybody out there (out there)
Is anybody calling (anybody calling)
What if what you say is really wrong.
I'm not in control, I think I'm out of control

Who let, who let this feeling die, when all I did was try?
Who let, you let this feeling die,
I can't get you out of my head, my head.
And you're the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive.