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watched this last night
It is pretty good - opera style
I liked the 1989 version

 

RAOUL

No more talk
of darkness,
Forget these
wide-eyed fears.
I'm here,
nothing can harm you -
my words will
warm and calm you.
Let me be
your freedom,
let daylight
dry -your tears.
I'm here,
with you, beside you,
to guard you
and to guide you . . .
CHRISTINE

Say you love me
every
waking moment,
turn my head
with talk of summertime . . .
Say you need me
with you,
now and always . . .
promise me that all
you say is true -
that's all I ask
of you . . .
RAOUL

Let me be
your shelter,
let me
be your light.
You're safe:
No-one will find you
your fears are
far behind you . . .
CHRISTINE

All I want
is freedom,
a world with
no more night . . .
and you
always beside me
to hold me
and to hide me . . .
RAOUL

Then say you'll share with
me one
love, one lifetime . . .
Iet me lead you
from your solitude . . .
Say you need me
with you
here, beside you . . .
anywhere you go,
let me go too -
Christine,
that's all I ask
of you . . .
CHRISTINE

Say you'll share with
me one
love, one lifetime . . .
say the word
and I will follow you . . .
BOTH

Share each day with
me, each
night, each morning . . .
CHRISTINE

Say you love me . . .
RAOUL

You know I do . . .
BOTH
Love me -
that's all I ask
of you . . .
(They kiss)
Anywhere you go
let me go too . . .
Love me -
that's all I ask
of you . .
(CHRISTINE starts from her reverie)

CHRISTINE

I must go -
they'll wonder where I am . . .
wait for me, Raoul!
RAOUL

Christine, I love you!
CHRISTINE;

Order your fine horses!
Be with them at the door!
RAOUL

And soon you'll be beside me!
CHRISTINE

You'll guard me, and you'll guide me . . .
(They hurry off. The PHANTOM emerges from behind the statue)

[Edited 2 times. Most recently by on May 22, 2005 at 10:00am.]

Christine:

In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me
And speaks my name
And do I dream again?
For now I find
The phantom of the opera is there,
Inside my mind

Phantom:
Sing once again with me
Our strange duet
My power over you
Grows stronger yet
And though you turn from me
to glance behind
The phantom of the opera is there
Inside your mind

Christine:
Those who have seen your face
Draw back in fear
I am the mask you wear

Phantom:

It's me they hear

Both:
My/Your spirit and my/your voice
In one combined
The phantom of the opera is there
inside my/your mind

Is that the phantom of the opera?
Beware the phantom of the opera

Phantom:
In all your fantasies you always knew
That man and mystery

Christine:

Were both in you

Both:
And in this labrinth
Where night is blind
The Phantom of the opera is here/there

Christine:

Inside my mind

Phantom:

Sing, my Angel of Music!

CHRISTINE

He's there,
the Phantom of the Opera . .

CHRISTINE
Raoul, I've been there -
to his world of
unending night . . .
To a world where
the daylight dissolves
into darkness . . .
darkness . . .
Raoul, I've seen him!
Can I ever
forget that sight?
Can I ever
escape from that face?
So distorted,
deformed, it
was hardly a face,
in that darkness . . .
darkness . . .
(trancelike, then becoming more and more ecstatic)
But his voice
filled my spirit
with a strange, sweet sound . . .
In that night
there was music
in my mind . . .
And through music
my soul began
to soar!
And I heard
as I'd never
heard before . . .
RAOUL
What you heard
was a dream
and nothing more . . .
CHRISTINE
Yet in his eyes
all the sadness
of the world . . .
Those pleading eyes,
that both threaten
and adore . . .
RAOUL (comforting)
Christine . . .
Christine . . .
PHANTOM(unseen, a ghostly echo of RAOUL's words)
Christine . . .
CHRISTINE
What was that?
(A moment, as their eyes meet. The mood changes

BEYOND THE LAKE THE NEXT MORNING

(Finally they arrive in the PHANTOM'S lair. Downstage
the candles in the lake lift up revealing giant
candelabrums outlining the space. The boat turns into a
bed. There is a huge pipe organ. The PHANTOM sits at
the organ and takes over the accompaniment)


PHANTOM

I have brought you
to the seat of sweet
music's throne . . .
to this kingdom
where all must pay
homage to music . . .
music . . .
You have come here,
for one purpose,
and one alone . . .
Since the moment
I first heard you sing,
I have needed
you with me,
to serve me, to sing,
for my music . . .
my music . . .
(changing mood)
Night-time sharpens,
heightens each sensation . . .
Darkness stirs and
wakes imagination . . .
Silently the senses
abandon their defences . . .
Slowly, gently
night unfurls its splendour . . .
Grasp it, sense it -
tremulous and tender . . .
Turn your face away
from the garish light of day,
turn your thoughts away
from cold, unfeeling light -
and listen to
the music of the night . . .
Close your eyes
and surrender to your
darkest dreams!
Purge your thoughts
of the life
you knew before!
Close your eyes,
let your spirit
start to soar!
And you'll live
as you've never
lived before . . .
Softly, deftly,
music shall surround you . . .
Feel it, hear it,
closing in around you . . .
Open up your mind,
let your fantasies unwind,
in this darkness which
you know you cannot fight -
the darkness of
the music of the night . . .
Let your mind
start a journey through a
strange new world!
Leave all thoughts
of the world
you knew before!
Let your soul
Take you where you
long to be !
Only then
can you belong
to me . . .
Floating, falling,
sweet intoxication!
Touch me, trust me
savour each sensation!
Let the dream begin,
let your darker side give in
to the power of the music that I write -
the power of the music of the night . . .


(During all this, the PHANTOM has conditioned
CHRISTINE to the coldness of his touch and her fingers
are brave enough to stray to his mask and caress it, with
no hint of removing it. The PHANTOM leads her to a
large mirror from which he removes a dust cover and in
which we see the image of CHRISTINE, a perfect wax-
face impression, wearing a wedding gown. CHRISTINE
moves slowly towards it when suddenly the image thrusts
its hands through the mirror towards her She faints. The
PHANTOM catches her and carries her to the bed, where
he lays her down.)


PHANTOM

You alone can make my song take flight -
help me make the music of the night . .

DON JUAN (PHANTOM - behind the curtain)
Passarino - go away!
For the trap is set and waits for its prey . . .


(PASSARINO leaves. CHRISTINE (AMINTA) enters. She
takes off her cloak and sits down. Looks about her. No-
one. She starts on an apple. The PHANTOM, disguised as
DON JUAN pretending to
be PASSARINO, emerges. He now wears PASSARINO's
robe, the cowl of which hides his face. His first words
startle her)



DON JUAN (PHANTOM)
You have come here
in pursuit of
your deepest urge,
in pursuit of
that wish,
which till now
has been silent,
silent . . .
I have brought you,
that our passions
may fuse and merge -
in your mind
you've already
succumbed to me
dropped all defences
completely succumbed to me -
now you are here with me:
no second thoughts,
you've decided,
decided . . .
Past the point
of no return -
no backward glances:
the games we've played
till now are at
an end . . .
Past all thought
of "if" or "when" -
no use resisting:
abandon thought,
and let the dream
descend . . .
What raging fire
shall flood the soul?
What rich desire
unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction
lies before
us . . .?
Past the point
of no return,
the final threshold -
what warm,
unspoken secrets
will we learn?
Beyond the point
of no return . . .
AMINTA (CHRISTINE)

You have brought me
to that moment
where words run dry,
to that moment
where speech
disappears
into silence,
silence . . .
I have come here,
hardly knowing
the reason why . . .
In my mind,
I've already
imagined our
bodies entwining
defenceless and silent -
and now I am
here with you:
no second thoughts,
I've decided,
decided . . .
Past the point
of no return -
no going back now:
our passion-play
has now, at last,
begun . . .
Past all thought
of right or wrong -
one final question:
how long should we
two wait, before
we're one . . .?
When will the blood
begin to race
the sleeping bud
burst into bloom?
When will the flames,
at last, consume
us . . .?
BOTH
Past the point
of no return
the final threshold -
the bridge
is crossed, so stand
and watch it burn . . .
We've passed the point
of no return . . .

(By now the audience and the POLICE have realised
that SIGNOR PIANGI is dead behind the curtain, and it is
the PHANTOM who sings in his place. CHRISTINE
knows it too. As final confirmation, the PHANTOM
sings):


PHANTOM

Say you'll share with
me one
love, one lifetime . . .
Lead me, save me
from my solitude . . .


(He takes from his finger a ring and holds it out to her.
Slowly she takes it and puts it on her finger.)


Say you want me
with you,
here beside you . . .
Anywhere you go
let me go too -
Christine
that's all I ask of . . .


(We never reach the word 'you', for CHRISTINE quite
calmly reveals the PHANTOM'S face to the audience. As
the FORCES OF LAW close in on the horrifying skull,
the PHANTOM sweeps his cloak around her and
vanishes).

[Edited by on May 22, 2005 at 10:20am.]

 

 

 

 

Have you ever been in love
You could touch the moonlight
When your heart's shooting stars
You're holding heaven in your arms
Have you ever been so in love
Have you ever walked on air
Ever felt like you were dreamin'
When you never thought it could
But it really feels that good
Have you ever been so in love
Have you ever been in love
You could touch the moonlight
When your heart's shooting star
You're holding heaven in your arms
Have you ever been in love, have you...
The time I spent
Waiting for something that was heaven-sent
When you find it don't let go,
I know
Have you ever said a prayer
And found that it was answered
All my hope has been restored
And I ain't looking anymore
Have you ever been so in love, have you...
Some place that you ain't leavin'
Somewhere you're gonna stay
When you finally found the meanin'
Have you ever felt this way
The time I spent
Waiting for something that was heaven-sent
When you find it, don't let go,
I know...
Coz have you ever been so in love, so in love
You could touch the moonlight
You can even reach the stars
Doesn't matter near or far



Have you ever been so in love
Have you ever been in love
Have you ever been in love
So in... love...

 

[Edited 2 times. Most recently by on May 23, 2005 at 05:26pm.]

:(

Why sad face?

to hopefully turn that frown upside down...
heres a flower from a former clown...

[Edited 3 times. Most recently by on May 24, 2005 at 10:01pm.]

 

 

 

AS IF ~ Neil Diamond

It was more than a matter of knowing
All the words that were finally said
It was more than the coming or going
All the things that remain in your head

It was more than a matter of wanting
And needing
The foolish things I gave

As if I ever cared to make you cry
Could've been right
You know that it was
And yet you knew I was sorry
I dared to make you cry
As if I would,
As if I could,
As if I tried

But the words that were finally spoken
Like the thoughts
That were made in my soul
And the hearts that were finally broken
An embrace that would never be hold
And the words that I never told you
Could I've told you
The foolish things I've said

As if I ever cared to make you cry
I could've been right
You know that I was
And yet you knew I was sorry
I dared to make you cry
As if I would,
As if I could,
As if I tried

As if I ever cared to make you cry
Could've been right
You know that I was
And yet you knew I was sorry
I dared to make you cry
Could've been strong,
But the words didn't rhyme
With the things
That would come between us

We booked a room at michaels for the concert, maybe we could meet up there? Is their food anygood??

wow-um- ok-
I don't know about the food.

Ohmygosh...do they have a hottub?!!!!!!!!!

[Edited by on May 26, 2005 at 04:21pm.]

 

I am sitting here at work -doing what I love to do. But I look out the window and I can just feel how this weekend is gonna drag on and on and on! 

 

 

Bee Gees ~ Weekend

Hello , I'm down
Take me for this weekend
I'm yours to borrow , tomorrow good friend
And while I'm away
All my love I'll send
And thank you every Thursday for this weekend

Hello sunrise , I must see your eyes
Still I will shout
But they're bound to find me out

Hello , I'm down
Take me for this weekend
I'm yours to borrow , tomorrow good friend
And I'm your to borrow , tomorrow good friend

 

 

 

 

Monday Comes Around

Friday, Monday, comes around

She's a girl with the weight of the world on her big brown eyes
She's a girl who's been talking to herself to apologize
She'll never do it again she promised
But then she hasn't been all that honest
Can she trust herself to be herself
Or is she talking to herself again

Hey Friday what you gonna do now
When Monday comes around
Hey Friday what you gonna do now
When Monday comes around
When Monday comes around
Come around, when Monday comes around

Monday comes wondering where do you run to find a second start
Where do you go when you're broke and alone and Friday falls apart
Yeah, yeah
All these questions are leaving her shaking
Can you be two girls in one
Can your heart bend this much without breaking
You know that you know and you can never have it both ways

Hey Friday what you gonna do now
When Monday comes around
Hey Friday what you gonna do now
When Monday comes around
When Monday comes around
Come around, when Monday comes around
Come around, when Monday comes around
Come around, when Monday comes around

Don't take it easy
Don't take it easy
Who says somebody's giving and taking, giving and taking
Everybody's taking away
(Monday comes around...)
Friday, Monday, comes around...

 

 

 

 

Yes, you are... ~ Brad

if you listen closely, you can make it out
it's the sound of a choir
sing along with the music in the air
it's like being in love
you're lost but not heart-broken
and you're wondering if you'll still be around
it's like catching a falling star
when a girl is your own best friend
you are, yeah, you are...
so where on earth do you wanna go?
to new york city or southern mexico?
where the sky is bright and the leaves are green
where the air is clear and lost but not heart-broken
and you're wondering who's really around
it's like being your own best friend
it's like being your own best friend
you are, yeah, you are...
so let me know whenever the time comes
if you need any assistance
cuz you know i'll always lend a hand
and many can begin it again
cuz i'll tell you who knows
who knows how the story goes
now this life will come to an end
when the flowers are blooming
and all your friends are gone
there couldn't be a more fitting end
being in this movie where you're loss
and sometimes you're heart-broken
you're wondering if you even want to be around
but sometimes your own best friend
is a girl
you are, yes, you are...

[Edited 3 times. Most recently by on May 29, 2005 at 07:02am.]

 

Indy 500 ~3 Doors Down ~ Kryptonite

I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind
I left my body laying somewhere in the sands of time
I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon
I feel there is nothing I can do... Yeah
I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon
After all I knew it had to be something to do with you
I really don't mind what happens now and then
As long as you'll be my friend at the end

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might?
Kryptonite

You called me strong, you called me weak but still your secrets I will keep
You took for granted all the times I never let you down
You stumbled in and bumped your head, if not for me then you'd be dead
I picked you up and put you back on solid ground

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might?
Kryptonite

[Edited by on May 29, 2005 at 09:33am.]

Holy Crap!

look at all the people who have died at Indy!!!!!

http://www2.indystar.com/library/factfiles/sports/autoracing/500deaths.html

 

Heres some terrible luck:

Bystander killed outside the track

(Struck by wheel over fence)

1931- Wilbur Brink, Indianapolis.

[Edited by on May 29, 2005 at 09:37am.]

One of the best races that I can ever remember....only thing that sucked was the YELLOW at the end...

the guy that won ...would have ran outta gas....

if Danica would have ran top fuel at the end ...she coulda won with a yellow at the end....makes me think they just wanted a top 10 finish vs. a win.....oh well...she's 23...she's got a chance down the road...

record ticket sales yesterday...

the after-fireworks were even better, better than the neighbors anyways! ;)

whoa... did I miss a party er somethin?

there were more fireworx after the memorial day stuff on HI? where at?

Just yards from downtown St. Paul's roaring traffic and rumbling freight trains, spring-fed streams run along limestone rocks and native grasses peek through soil. A forgotten corner of the city, somehow untouched by 150 years of development? Not quite. For years this 27-acre parcel at the foot of Dayton's Bluff had been a dump, strewn with discarded couches, household appliances, and construction debris. Scrub brush, buckthorn, and Siberian elm grew in the soil, contaminated with petroleum and compacted from years as a railroad yard.

Two years ago, after years of community activism, that began to change. Bulldozers and backhoes, along with hundreds of volunteers, began transforming the terrain into a nature reserve. They removed 50 tons of garbage, 100 tons of old railroad ties, and 7,500 tons of petroleum-soaked soil. Moreover, workers moved 20,000 tons of soil around on the site and hauled in another 25,000 tons to cover contaminated areas.

The resulting Bruce Vento Nature Sanctuary now provides a continuous natural area along the river from Indian Mounds Regional Park to Swede Hollow Park. Named for the late East Side congressman who helped secure early funding for the land acquisition, the project owes much of its success to neighbors who realized back in 1997 that the site could be something more than a dump.

Construction of a new 11/2-mile bicycle and pedestrian trail, scheduled to begin later this year, will link the existing Bruce Vento Regional Trail (currently terminating at Payne Avenue and East Seventh Street) to the Bruce Vento Nature Sanctuary, Indian Mounds Regional Park, and the Lowertown neighborhood in downtown St. Paul.

"Support for this project has been great. It's come from local residents, private companies, city of St. Paul, Minnesota DNR, and federal agencies," says Dennis Thompson, a member of the Lower Phalen Creek Project steering committee. The project is an umbrella organization for 25 public and private partners involved in the park's creation.

The project received $810,000 through the DNR Metro Greenways program to purchase a conservation easement for much of the area. It also received DNR grants to restore native plants. In addition, the Environmental Protection Agency and the National Park Service granted a combined $1.6 million for environmental cleanup and land acquisition.

In all, $5.7 million of the park's $6.2-million cost has been raised from government and private sources. The Lower Phalen Creek Project is working with the city and other partners to raise the remaining $600,000 for more ecological restoration, a park entrance, and interpretive signs.

The sanctuary abounds with natural, historical, and cultural significance. One of its most important cultural features is Carver's Cave, named after British explorer Jonathan Carver, who wrote about meeting several American Indian tribes there in 1766. The cave has been sealed since 1977.

The North Star Brewery used another cave on the site for storage. The brewery, built in the 1850s near Dayton's Bluff by Jacob Schmidt, moved after a fire destroyed the building around 1900.

will link the existing Bruce Vento Regional Trail (currently terminating at Payne Avenue and East Seventh Street

Hmm.. gotta get that map out and have a look. Doesn't Phalen Creek go through Swede Hollow? Odd, all this stuff is on my end of town, you'd think I'd know it a bit better. I know there's the whole Phalen corridor project, and wondered if that was tied into this deal somehow.... Think I'll do a little exploring on my drive home tonight.

heehee! Gordy just found an old judas priest T-shirt from high school! I'm gonna wear it to the concert :)

yeah, my phone sucks up here so it's worthless for me to try to call anyone on it, it cuts out about every other word. getting excited now :) I have to drive all the way back up here today though, have to let the dog out or we will have a mess when we get home :(

[Edited by on Jun 1, 2005 at 06:48am.]

Tagalongs?? yummy ...

 

 

You got that right.  MMMMMMMMM  MMMMMMMMMMM!

I know I have a box around here someplace that you can munch on ;) 

[Edited by on Jun 1, 2005 at 12:59pm.]

she said Box

I thought you sold your box to those guys at Ferns the night of AW's PDG.

She said munch

[Edited by on Jun 1, 2005 at 01:03pm.]

...geez...she sold it?? I was told it was priceless.

She had to sell it.  They were drunk and begging her for it all night.  She was saving it for someone else but they talked her out of it.  I was sad that she let it go so easy to perfect strangers when there were plenty of us around that that could have easily enjoyed it much more than they did.  They were done eating the entire box before they even left the bar.

box samich Joe

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[Edited by on Jun 1, 2005 at 03:32pm.]

Here ya go me2.  Take two of these and call me tomorrow morning.

 

tease me! please me! 

[Edited by on Jun 2, 2005 at 12:59pm.]

gimmie gimmie!!