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Stories of Old

February 2004


The Mountain's Secret
My Profile

Name: Marie
aka: CityKat
aka: Bubbles
Age: 18 - eek! I'm old...
Birthday: December 13
Zodiac: Sagittarius
Location: The box that is campus.
Loves: RH;MIT, music, friends, the outdoors, all of my hometowns, critters, WAGGGS


Fellow Tin Soldiers
Blog Links

Chicken Soup For The Souless -What goes on in Jesse's brain, nobody knows...
In ThE Tub WiTh SquIsHy -Christina's log, so just keep swimming!.
Lean On Me -Regan's digital and cryonable shoulder.
Manitoulin Wannabe -The heart of the island's where her heart lies.
One Ring... -Ali's blog. Her straight forward is kinda crooked.
Random Thoughts -It’s Jeff! And the voices!.
Searching in the Darkness -Lex's blog, we'll force him to see dawn one of these days.
Somewhere Over the Rainbow -It’s Kuriosity!
Super Spidey -A cookie and a kiss.
The World of Cr0magnus -Tech Reincarnated
Undead and Confused -My favourite Cool Kid!


Moutains and Valleys
Fun Links

Chris's Site -Games, Pics, Jokes... He's got it. And BESS can't get him.
F-Concept! Oi!Oi!Oi! -Leader's only!... okay, and Josh and Bubble!
havesomehats -All I'm saying is; elephants, checkered people, and top hats.
Sinfest -Funny as Hell. Thanks to Lex for getting me hooked.
Too Far North (Awesome)!! -The best band there ever was! (Okay, that might be stetching it, but hey we love you guys!) It consists of a lack of independant brain power and a collective love for music!
Blog Shares -Who's winning today?


Sick, Tired, Bored, Not Quite Happy

Lemons! Yum! 
 
I can't breath through my nose. it's a miracle I can play. Of course I was far too quiet and WAY out of tune today... Eek . Am increadably bored... Hey random lyrics! Yay!... Here's One by Randy Travis... Ya ya ya.. It's country I know! So su! Haha... Random hyperness! Damn mood swings... 
 
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Three Wooden Crosses 
 
A farmer and a teacher, 
A hooker and a preacher. 
Riding on a midnight bus, 
Bound for Mexico. 
One was headed for vacation, 
One for higher destination, 
And two of them were searching for lost souls. 
 
That driver never ever saw the stop sign, 
And eighteen wheelers can't stop on a dime. 
 
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway, 
Why there's not four of them, 
Heaven only knows. 
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind, 
It's what you leave behind you when you go. 
 
That farmer left a harvest, 
A home and eighty acres. 
The faith and love of growing things, 
In his young son's heart. 
And that teacher left her wisdom, 
In the minds of lots of children, 
Did her best to give them all a better start. 
 
And that preacher whispered, 
"Can't you see the promised land?" 
As he laid his blood stained bible in that hooker's hands 
 
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway, 
Why there's not four of them, 
Heaven only knows. 
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind, 
It's what you leave behind you when you go. 
 
That's the story that our preacher told last Sunday, 
As he held that blood stained bible up, 
For all of us to see. 
He said "Bless the farmer, and the teacher, 
and the preacher - who gave this bible to my momma, 
Who read it to me." 
 
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway, 
Why there's not four of them, 
Now I guess we know. 
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind, 
It's what you leave behind you when you go. 
 
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway.


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Yeah For Music ALL MUSIC Country Included.. *shakes fist as Lex*

I AM THE AMAZING PANTED MAN!

aww...

touching lyrics my friend...they're not your sort of thing, so now i know you're really sick. i am too, but i can play. stupid muse though. i really want her back. i hate when you're used to being able to write, and then one day you can't...it really sucks. well, please...excuse the dot dot dots ...they're...rather...amusing...must...stop...using...dots... WHEE!!