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Ha I love this vid! Does he really do all them actions when broadcasting his radio show...:P
Awwh Russell singing away...watch where his hands are going! dear... Lovely Russ....xxxxxxx
The dog was entertaining, but I'm not sure that anyone can forgive the white trousers/vest combination.
I thought the white trouses and vest combo was totally lush!
HELLO
look at them MOOOBZ when hes doin a singy bit!
haha
xxxx
Whats it all about?
I hear you say.
All the reason and passion,
Seem to have gone away.
Can we live by the rules of life alone.
Or must we forever scratch,
To find a place, we can feel at home.
To unlock the door and lift the latch.
Is there a place where we can enter in,
A place to laugh and cry and feel alive.
Where dreams of love and life can hatch.
Long, strong, comes the answer NO for some.
The misplaced few to displaced to come.
So a new world has to be found.
A place where dreams of love are crowned.
Misterious and elusive it is to find.
But dwells in the recesses of the mind
Where are you now?
You're here with me.
Sit a while, wait and see.
Is there a place you have to rush off?
Who am I, with intentions aloft?
There is no answer, when in human eyes,
We seek to find.
Our perception lies.
The confusing anomily ends up with Sighs.
Where right is wrong
And wrong is right.
The grey areas,
Stretch to black and white.
The answer is here,
no need to fight.
Let reason flood in,
Restore your sight.
All I have worked for,
I must leave behind.
To open my eyes,
We are all so blind.
Is there a hope,
In the battle for the mind?
Unreal, realization,
I must find.
To the place of trust, we must go.
To the root of understanding, we must show;
When it comes to our hearts we just don't know.
We need to submit, to let the true blood flow.
Bieng pulled from left to right,
By unknown means.
Holding us back with strings,
Is how it seems.
When we want to cut ties,
Let go and live in streams.
We must look to the world,
Beyond its present fom.
Where life and death,
Finds the curtain torn.
Where we can reach up and touch the light.
The world must fade, touch whats out of sight.
Let go of the pain and trouble,
You dont need to struggle,
do it with all your might,
You are made to climb the heights.
The window opened,
We can catch a glimps.
Where we can see,
Ourselves as accepted
And whole.
An affirmation of bieng,
Purpose and goal.
A sence of belonging,
A home for our soul.
We cannot earn, our own strength takes its toll.
Come, greet,touch,love and make your heart whole.
Yeah. . . .you get 13 year olds drooling over you. ^^............
Beep, bup beloola, he,s myee baby
Beebupbaloola I dont mean maybe
Beepbuballoola,he,ees my baby nowowow.
Wuvoo,Mr. B!