American literary scholar (1947-2012)
John Miles Foley (January 22, 1947 – May 3, 2012) was a scholar of comparative oral tradition, particularly medieval and Old English literature, Homer and Serbian epic.
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You're on your own, back on the street,
out in the cold you feel the heat.
One way ticket to nowhere at your feet.
Take what you need, a word to the wise:
only the weak need alibis.
Stakes are too high, zero again,
no second chances at the end.
Run, tell me where you're gonna run to?
Run, oh, oh, oh where you gonna run to?
Where you gonna run?
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I started working on an old song for Rosie.
My mind was only halfway there.
She came to my house and you know what she told me,
slow dancin' in my easy chair...?
I always knew one thing could lead to another,
it didn't mean a thing, but now that it's over...?
I took a chance. I thought you'd never discover...,
Oh why, I'll never know. Now you say you're letting me go.
I'll never do it again, that's the last time.
Don't shake your head. Say that you believe me?
I'll never do it again. Oh what a fool I am.
Don't walk away, let me tell you something...
When you lose someone so young,
how do you start again?
You can't run and hide from the world outside
and you lock yourself in, wonder where to begin:
it multiplies the pain.
When you lose someone so young,
how do you start again?
As time goes by and tears run dry
and hope appears in place of fears
it takes away the pain.
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Sitting in your easy chair
looking at the wall,
thinking of the things that might've been.
And as you wish your life away
with dreams of mystic gold,
imagine all the things you could've seen,
imagine all the things you could've seen.
Looking out the window
staring at the rain,
Wonder if the sun will ever shine?
And if you only realised
that life won't pass you by,
the only thing that's passing is your time.
The only thing that's passing is your time.
Oh no!
Oh no! No!
Days may come and days may go.
Funny how the children grow so fast.
Nothing can last.
Always try, and try we will.
Nothing ever standing still for long.
Is it all wrong?
Time: tell me where you've flown.
Wind, where have you blown?
Taking us along,
and changing as you go
everything we know,
like the rivers flow.
What have we to show?
Ready to spread your wings and fly away.
I never saw what was coming down.
(What goes around, comes around.)
My heart just shattered in pieces on the ground.
(What goes around, comes around.)
Twist an old cliché
till the words ring true.
What you do to someone,
it can happen to you.
Cause we're all links
in this human chain,
just the cause and effect
of so much passion and pain.
No hard feelings, no tears, no pain.
No hard feelings, no fears remain.
I could see you slowly drifting away
like a vision into the wall
but I've got no hard feelings,
I've got no feelings at all.
No hard feelings, no cold goodbyes.
No hard feelings, too old and wise.
"And what happened to forever?", they say,
"A lifetime seems so small."
But I've got no hard feelings,
I've got no feelings at all.
The right to sing, the right to play.
The right to do the things I feel in my own way.
And if you took it all and asked me to pretend,
you'd be breaking a heart that won't mend.
The right to win, the right to lose.
The right to fall in love with anyone I choose.
And when it's my mistake and everything goes wrong
I would write what I feel in a song.