Anothing iTunes Meme
Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.
Come Back, Baby
I've counted what I have; it's not enough
North light comes uninvited
Hear my voice where you are
Franklin D, listen to me
Whistles the wind
Sister, walk through these fields of delight
In Yarmouth town there lived a man
I rode my bicycle past your window last night
It's the perfect time of year
To heck with 1990 through 1999
She is trapped inside a month of gray
There'll be angels making music in the air
Not long ago in a one-horse town
I got my mind set on you
To Canaan's land I'm on my way
You say you want diamonds, a ring of gold
Giant steps are what you take
For whom the gun tolls
Then I cry and no one can hear
Bite the thorn that pierce the skin
There were a few instrumentals, so I skipped past them, but this is a faithful representation of everything that had lyrics.
Come Back, Baby
I've counted what I have; it's not enough
North light comes uninvited
Hear my voice where you are
Franklin D, listen to me
Whistles the wind
Sister, walk through these fields of delight
In Yarmouth town there lived a man
I rode my bicycle past your window last night
It's the perfect time of year
To heck with 1990 through 1999
She is trapped inside a month of gray
There'll be angels making music in the air
Not long ago in a one-horse town
I got my mind set on you
To Canaan's land I'm on my way
You say you want diamonds, a ring of gold
Giant steps are what you take
For whom the gun tolls
Then I cry and no one can hear
Bite the thorn that pierce the skin
There were a few instrumentals, so I skipped past them, but this is a faithful representation of everything that had lyrics.