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Wow! Much to see and do...

now that the boob-tube's out of my face. Hey, I can produce my own show!

Song for Ron...

I saw a glint of gold on a wind-worn road
I saw a twisted back bent beneath a heavy load
Throw all your diamonds away, they won't mean a thing
When the angels lift our eyelids in the morning

Tonight might be the worst for the freezing birds
Waiting for the sun to come and warm the icy earth
They'll take their weary heads out from underneath their wings
When the angels lift our eyelids in the morning

The hunchbacks in their lonley towers
Toll the bells at the witches hours
Watch orange eyes ablaze
Vanish into the alleyways
The snowstorms in our TV sets
The black forests beneath our beds
They sit and wait where no one hears
To bang the drums down inside our ears

When the bottoms of the clouds all start turning red
There's a bird upon the branch swaying wildly in my head
Waiting for the sun and for another chance to sing
When the angels lift our eyelids in the morning