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|Both Sides Now
|Bows and flows of angel hair, and ice-cream castles
in the air,
And feather canyons everywhere; I've looked at
clouds that way.
But now they only block the sun, they rain and snow
one every one,
So many things I would have done, but clouds got in
I've looked at clouds from both sides now, from up
And still somehow it's cloud illusions I recall;
I really don't know clouds at all.
Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels, the dizzy
dancing way you feel
As every fairy tale comes real; I've looked at love
But now it's just another show, you leave them
laughing when you go,
And if you care don't let them know, don't give
I've looked at love from both sides now, from give
And still somehow it's love's illusions I recall;
I really don't know love at all. [Am] [G] [D]
Tears and fears and feeling proud, to say "I love you"
right out loud;
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds; I've looked
at life that way.
But now old friends are acting strange, they shake
their heads, they say I've changed.
Well somethings lost but something's gained in living
I've looked at life from both sides now, from win and
And still somehow it's life's illusions I recall;
I really don't know life at all.
|A simple brief
thought on Scottish
Were the outdated
union not of some very
high value to England and
the English, why would
they fight so to try to
There are only so many
slices to a pie, for one to
have more, another must
Lastly - to those Scottish
"Loyalists" - to whom are
Scots royalty died in the
1700's so it can be no
Scots crown - And
certainly not it appears to
those who came before,
that bled for Scotland
and her freedom !
|In the words
of Burns, as he
wrote from the heart.
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to victorie.
Now's the day, and now's the hour;
See the front o' battle lour;
See approach proud Edward's power,
Chains and slaverie.
Wha would be a traitor-knave?
Wha can fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a Slave?
Let him turn and flie:
Wha for Scotland's king and law,
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Free-man stand, or free-man fa',
Let him follow me.
By Oppression's woes and pains!
By your Sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!
Lay the proud Usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty's in every blow!
Let us Do - or Die!!!
Choose your destiny.