Knowledge

"The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone." ~ George Eliot

The Word - LOVE

"The Word" by the Beatles (Rubber Soul)

Say the WORD - and you'll be free
Say the WORD - and be like me
Say the WORD - I'm thinking of
Have you heard? - the word is LOVE
It's so fine
It's sunshine
It's the WORD - LOVE

In the beginning I misunderstood
But now I've got it, the word is good

Spread the WORD - and you'll be free
Spread the WORD - and be like be
Spread the WORD - I'm thinking of
Have you heard? - the word is LOVE
It's so fine
It's sunshine
It's the WORD - LOVE

Everywhere I go I hear it said
In the good and bad books that I have read

Give the WORD - a chance to say
That the WORD - is just the way
It's the WORD - I'm thinking of
And the ONLY word is LOVE
It's so fine
It's sunshine
It's the WORD - LOVE

Now that I know what I feel must be right
I'm here to show everybody the light

Say the WORD - and you'll be free
Say the WORD - and be like me
Say the WORD - I'm thinking of
Have you heard? - the word is LOVE
It's so fine
It's sunshine
It's the WORD - LOVE

Sadness - Those Were the Days, My Friend

Those Were the Days - Mary Hopkin

Once upon a time there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours
And dreamed of all the great things we would do

Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way

La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la, la la la la la la la

Then the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If by chance I´d see you in the tavern
We'd smile at one another and we'd say

Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose

La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la, la la la la la la la

Just tonight I stood before the tavern
Nothing seemed the way it used to be
In the glass I saw a strange reflection
Was that lonely woman really me

Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days

La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la, la la la la la la la

La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la, la la la la la la la

Through the door there came familiar laughter
I saw your face and heard you call my name
Oh my friend we're older but no wiser
For in our hearts the dreams are still the same

Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days

La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la, la la la la la la la

You're the Top!

At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest - unexpressed,
I hate parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you how great you are.

You're the top, you're the Colosseum,
You're the top, you're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeare sonnet, you're Mickey Mouse!

You're the Nile, you're the Tower of Pisa,
You're the smile on the Mona Lisa,
I'm a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop,
But if baby I'm the bottom, you're the top.



Your words poetic are not pathetic.
On the other hand, babe, you shine,
And I can feel after every line
A thrill divine down my spine.
Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans
Might think that your song is bad,
But I got a notion I'll second the motion
And this is what I'm going to add

You're the top, you're Mahatma Gandhi,
You're the top, you're Napoleon Brandy,
You're the purple light Of a summer night in Spain,
You're the National Gallery, you're Garbo's salary,
You're cellophane!

You're sublime, you're turkey dinner,
You're the time, the time of a Derby winner
I'm a toy balloon that’s fated soon to pop
But if, baby, I'm the bottom, you're the top!

You're the top, you're an Arrow collar.
You're the top, you're a Coolidge dollar.
You're the nimble tread of the feet of Fred Astaire.
You're an O'Neill drama, you're Whistler's mama, you're Camembert!

You're a rose; you're Inferno's Dante,
You're the nose of the great Durante.
I'm just in the way, as the French would say 'de trop'
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top.

You're the top, you're a dance in Bali.
You're the top, you're a hot tamale.
You're an angel, you, simply too, too, too diveen,
You're a Boticcelli, you're Keats, you're Shelly, You're Ovaltine!

You're a boom, you're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon, over Mae West's shoulder,
I'm the nominee of the G.O.P. - or GOP!
But if, baby, I'm the bottom, you're the top!

You're the top, you're a Waldorf salad.
You're the top, you're a Berlin ballad.
You're the boats that glide on the sleepy Zuider Zee,
You're an old Dutch master, you're Lady Astor, you're Pepsodent!

You're romance, you're the steppes of Russia,
You're the pants on a Roxy usher.
I'm a lazy lout, that's just about to stop,
But if baby, I'm the bottom, you're the top.

I forgot how funny this is.