Just some idle thoughts regarding the interchangeability of the two concepts. By the way, before you even ask; that’s a DD3518 and – no – I don’t listen to Minnie Riperton.
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[XIII American Eulogy] Sing us a song of the century It sings like American Eulogy The dawn of my love and conspiracy Forgotten hope and the class of 13 Tell me a story into that goodnight Sing us a song for me [A. Mass Hysteria] Hysteria, mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Red alert is the colour of panic Elevated to the point of static Beating into the hearts of the fanatics And the neighborhood’s a loaded gun Idle thought lead to full-throttle screaming And the wellfare is asphyxiating Mass confusion is all the new age and it’s creating a feeding ground for the bottom feeders of hysteria Hysteria, mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! True sounds of manacial laughter And the deafmute is misleading the choir The punchline is a natural disaster And it’s sung by the unemployed Fight fire with a riot The class war is hanging on a wire because the martyr is a compulsive liar When he said “it’s just a bunch of niggers throwing gas into the ….” Hysteria, mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! There’s a disturbance on the oceanside They tapped into the reserve The static response is so unclear now Mayday this is not a test! As the neighborhood burns, America is falling, Vigilantes warning ya, calling christian and gloria [Bridge + Solo] [B. Modern World] I don’t wanna live in the modern world! I don’t wanna live in the modern world! I don’t wanna live in the modern world! I don’t wanna live in the modern …
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Rev. JM Gates / Death’s Black Train is Coming / Recorded: 1926 — “Recording the Twenties: The Evolution of the American Recording Industry, 1920-29″ by Allan Sutton (Mainspring Press – 2008): “Rev. Gates’ first release on Columbia ‘Death’s Black Train’ and ‘Need of Prayer’ issued in July 1926 sold so well that by the time Columbia decided to release its two remaining Gates sides in October, the initial pressing for that disc was increased to 34052 copies, ten times the initial order for Gates’ first disc. In Georgia, the Atlanta Phonograph Company announced that it was selling 1000 of “Death’s Black Train” per week and was finding it impossible to keep the record in stock. Sensing a lucrative and untapped market, talent scout Polk Brockman lost no time in signing Gates away from Columbia, passing him around to any label that could pay his fee.” “Death’s Black Train” surfaces not infrequently on both quality pressings from the major labels, and again on the inferior shellac of the smaller, shoe-string operations. DEATH’S BLACK TRAIN IS COMING There’s a little black train a-comin Set your business right There’s a little black train a-comin And it may be here tonight Go tell that ball room lady All dressed in the worldly pride That death’s dark train is coming Prepare to take a ride God sent to Hezikai A message from on high You better set your house in order For you must surely die He turned to the wall in weeping We see and hear his tears He got his business fixed all …
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Good song! Here are lyrics: Sing us a song of the century It sings like American Eulogy The dawn of my love and conspiracy Forgotten hope and the class of 13 Tell me a story into that goodnight Sing us a song for me [A. Mass Hysteria] Hysteria, mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Red alert is the colour of panic Elevated to the point of static Beating into the hearts of the fanatics And the neighborhood’s a loaded gun Idle thought lead to full-throttle screaming And the wellfare is asphyxiating Mass confusion is all the new rage and it’s creating a feeding ground for the bottom feeders of hysteria Hysteria, mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! True sounds of manacial laughter And the deafmute is misleading the choir The punchline is a natural disaster And it’s sung by the unemployed Fight fire with a riot The class war is hanging on a wire because the martyr is a compulsive liar When he said “it’s just a bunch of niggers throwing gas into the ….” Hysteria, mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! Mass hysteria! There’s a disturbance on the oceanside They tapped into the reserve The static response is so unclear now Mayday this is not a test! As the neighborhood burns, America is falling Vigilantes warning ya, calling christian and gloria [Bridge + Solo] [B. Modern World] I don’t wanna live in the modern world! I don’t wanna live in the modern world! I don’t wanna live in the modern world! I don’t wanna live in the …
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Enjoy Listening! By:Yuki Suzukie Romaji Lyrics: kawaita sakebigoe ga kikoeta kioku no naka no yami o hodoite itsumo saigo no kotae erande wa dareka o kizutsuketeta sou nani ga shinjitsu ka wakaranai mama ni kagayaki modosu tame kimi wa ikusen no toki o koete iku modoranai aka no KAKERA nigirishimete samayoi tsuzuketeku kimi o utsushi daseru sono hitomi o sagashidasu made utsuro na zetsunen sae umareta tsugunau dake no tsuyosa mo nakute itsumo arika ni mayoi sugata naki nanika ni obiete ita mada karamu kusari surachigire nai mama de akai te sagashiteta tsuzuku zankoku na toki o hai agaru kuzureteku yuki no kioku taguri yosete toketeshimai sou de dare mo kizutsu kenai sono tsuyosa o te ni ireru made kizutsuki kizutsuketeta itsuwari dake no sekai yurusareru no nara kimi no matsu tobira o kieku kioku o dakishimete owaru koto no nai tabi e to sagashiteta ao no kakera mune ni afurete iku kioku o dakishimete owaru koto no nai tabi e to nanatsu no tamashii to sono hitomi o sagashidasu made English Lyrics: A thirsty voice crying out is heard “Unfasten the darkness within the memory” Always the final answer’s choice Would hurt someone As you don’t know what the truth is To return to the brightness You pass through thousands of times The scarlet fragments that won’t return Grasping tightly, and continuing doubtfully Until you discover the eye that reflects you Born of hollow idle thoughts There is no strength just to atone Always lost somewhere Fearing something without form Again …
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Kinny – idle forest of chit chat – feat souldrop

[Title] – Maybe I’m not an Adult [Author] – taruto-P [NND] – www.nicovideo.jp [Music Library] – www.mediafire.com taruto-P went on a digging expedition to come up with this one… Since the original was made for Miku in January 2008 by de-P. I’m still wondering about the title myself… And after browsing pixiv for Yuki pictures just for no good reason, man, I can actually understand Yuki wondering about something like that, I don’t blame her… “What I don’t understand is how I get men maybe 30, 40, or even 50 years older asking me out… It’s like, grandpa!… I don’t wanna hear that bedtime story ;__;” Yeah. Pixiv is a little prick to our underaged idol. No uh, idle thoughts aside, I think this is pretty well made in fact. The pleasant background tune is a given since the original also excelled on that particular point, but switching Miku over to Yuki can throw you a little. Fortunately you weren’t around the time the original came out to even notice the difference, so what the heck. It’s another cheerful tune, although with less emphasis on “LET’S MAKE A KAWAII YUKI VIDEO” part. Which is still awesome. Thanks for listening ^^! — I DON’T OWN ANYTHING IN THIS VIDEO NEITHER DO I CALL IT MY OWN. — » Delicious SF-A2 miki account =w= www.youtube.com » Delicious Kaai Yuki account :0 www.youtube.com » Exhilarating fun at the Vocaloid Otaku community 8D: www.vocaloidotaku.net

Sydney Valette – Dimanche (Idle Thoughts Remix) extrait de “Dimanche” (deBonton / 2011) www.itunes.com ——————- www.sydneyvalette.com www.deBonton.fr
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Full Album version. LYRICS: THE NIGHT IS DRAWING ON BUT ALL THE STRAIN NOT TOLD ON HIM AND HE WON`T FALL INTO THE SLEEP OF THE JUST TO BE A TUMBLER OR A LONESOME INTRUDER HE IS AS GOOD AS GOLD AND SEARCHING FOR TRUST (BE), TO BE THE HARLEQUIN WHO SHINES IN DEAD GOLD TO KILL THOSE IDLE THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS STRONGHOLD (SEE), SEE THE EVENING STAR IN THIS SUNSET GLOW SAILING THE SPLENDOUR SHIPS STRAIGHT ON THE PORT BOW (PRE-CHORUS) STRIKE THE SANDS OF EVER THE LINGERING SOUND OF DREAMS IN HARSH REALITY TURN OVER A NEW LEAF ARDENTLY DESIRED AND FOREVER (CHORUS) (SHINE), IT FIRED HIS IMAGINATION SO FAR AND HE GAVE RISE TO HOPE (SHINE), THIS TRUE RING OF CONVICTION WILL LEAVE A SCAR (TO) THE DANCER ON A ROPE (SHINE), SO WHERE`S THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN MAN AND MACHINE ? AND WHO WILL DRAW THE LINE ? (SHINE), THE GAME IS WORTH THE CANDLE, ALWAYS BEEN MAY ALL THE WAYS THEN SHINE SOMETIMES HE`S WORLDS APART AND ELSEWHERE LIES HIS DREAM AND HE WON`T NEVER SHIFT THE BLAME ON YOU SOMETIMES A PARTING KISS SPEAKS LOUDER THAN ACTION WHEN LIFE TURNS SUDDENLY LIKE A BOLT FROM THE BLUE (HE), HE`S NOT THE SILVER SLAVE SUPPOSED TO BE HE`S ON THE RISE TO FAME OUT OF THIS TRAGEDY (FREE), SO NOW THE ODDS ARE EVEN, LITERALLY TRUE THERE IS NO LIMIT TO IT ALL, THERE IS NO TABOO (PRE-CHORUS) (CHORUS) DON`T CLIP THOSE WINGS OF A FLYING WHEN WEARING YOUR HEART ON YOUR SLEEVE BUT STILL THERE IS LIFE AMONG DYING THE FAR CRY OFF AND MAKE-BELIEVE IN THIS PALATIAL HALLWAY SHOULD ALL BE NULL AND VOID ? BETWEEN …

Hall Bday party 7/10/10. Good times and a open bar.

Lyrics. I’ve never compared myself. And I couldn’t care anymore. I’ve never had it to hold, so I’ve got nothing to lose. Young love left you broken hearted. “We could have never had us, because I never had you”. So let your eyes tell the tale. What I was meant to say. I thought of you for too long. Now a frozen smile.. won’t even bring you back. Your kiss is no longer safe to me anymore. Your lips have turned into something I don’t know anymore. They are the gates to a vicious tongue. Your razor wrists won’t make this change or go away. I’d never trust those bloodshot eyes.. This love was living with its eyes sewn shut. At times I’d love to bludgeon you and dance with your corpse. Yesterday’s memories left me weak. I’m chasing shadows, wasting time, waiting for vegas to call my name. Idle thoughts spill constantly, from open mouths, with their eyes sewn shut. I hope this haunts you like it does me, b-sides and broken smiles won’t dance with me. Idle thoughts spill constantly, from open mouths, with their eyes sewn shut. Band: I Killed The Prom Queen Country: Australia Genre: Metalcore Website: www.myspace.com – www.facebook.com
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I’ve never compared myself. And I couldn’t care anymore. I’ve never had it to hold, so I’ve got nothing to lose. Young love left you broken hearted. “We could have never had us, because I never had you”. So let your eyes tell the tale. What I was meant to say. I thought of you for too long. Now a frozen smile.. won’t even bring you back. Your kiss is no longer safe to me anymore. Your lips have turned into something I don’t know anymore. They are the gates to a vicious tongue. Your razor wrists won’t make this change or go away. I’d never trust those bloodshot eyes.. This love was living with its eyes sewn shut. At times I’d love to bludgeon you and dance with your corpse. Yesterday’s memories left me weak. I’m chasing shadows, wasting time, waiting for vegas to call my name. Idle thoughts spill constantly, from open mouths, with their eyes sewn shut. I hope this haunts you like it does me, b-sides and broken smiles won’t dance with me. Idle thoughts spill constantly, from open mouths, with their eyes sewn shut.

www.audible.co.uk www.btowstore.com Fry and Laurie Read Daudet and Jerome: Letters from My Windmill & Idle Thoughts of an Idle Fellow By: A. Daudet, JK Jerome Narrator: Stephen Fry, Hugh Laurie Daudet’s atmospheric Letters from a Windmill, combined with Jerome K. Jerome’s wonderfully idle ramblings. He was indeed the original founder of The Idler and famous for his classic novel Three Men and a Boat.

We speak learnedly of the Law of Gravitation, but ignore that equally wonderful manifestation, THE LAW OF ATTRACTION IN THE THOUGHT WORLD.

We are familiar with that wonderful manifestation of Law which draws and holds together the atoms of which matter is composed – we recognize the power of the law that attracts bodies to the earth, that holds the circling worlds in their places, but we close our eyes to the mighty law that draws to us the things we desire or fear, that makes or mars our lives.

When we come to see that Thought is a force – a manifestation of energy – having a magnet-like power of attraction, we will begin to understand the why and wherefore of many things that have heretofore seemed dark to us. There is no study that will so well repay the student for his time and trouble as the study of the workings of this mighty law of the world of Thought – the Law of Attraction.

When we think we send out vibrations of a fine ethereal substance, which are as real as the vibrations manifesting light, heat, electricity, magnetism. That these vibrations are not evident to our five senses is no proof that they do not exist. A powerful magnet will send out vibrations and exert a force sufficient to attract to itself a piece of steel weighing a hundred pounds, but we can neither see, taste, smell, hear nor feel the mighty force.

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These thought vibrations, likewise, cannot be seen, tasted, smelled, heard nor felt in the ordinary way; although it is true there are on record cases of persons peculiarly sensitive to psychic impressions who have perceived powerful thought-waves, and very many of us can testify that we have distinctly felt the thought vibrations of others, both whilst in the presence of the sender and at a distance. Telepathy and its kindred phenomena are not idle dreams.

Light and heat are manifested by vibrations of a far lower intensity than those of Thought, but the difference is solely in the rate of vibration. The annals of science throw an interesting light upon this question. Prof. Elisha Gray, an eminent scientist, says in his little book, “The Miracles of Nature”:

“There is much food for speculation in the thought that there exist sound-waves that no human  ear can hear, and color-waves of light that no eye can see. The long, dark, soundless space between 40,000 and 400,000,000,000,000 vibrations per second, and the infinity of range beyond 700,000,000,000,000 vibrations per second, where light ceases, in the universe of motion, makes it possible to indulge in speculation.”

M. M. Williams, in his work entitled “Short Chapters in Science,” says:

“There is no gradation between the most rapid undulations or tremblings that produce our sensation of sound, and the slowest of those which give rise to our sensations of gentlest warmth.

There is a huge gap between them, wide enough to include another world of motion, all lying between our world of sound and our world of heat and light; and there is no good reason whatever for supposing that matter is incapable of such intermediate activity, or that such activity may not give rise to intermediate sensations, provided there are organs for taking up and sensifying their movements.”

I cite the above authorities merely to give you food for thought, not to attempt to demonstrate to you the fact that thought vibrations exist.

The last-named fact has been fully established to the satisfaction of numerous investigators of the subject, and a little reflection will show you that it coincides with your own experiences.

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