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   XPost: alt.music.s-mclachlan, alt.religion.druid, alt.magick   
   XPost: alt.philosophy.taoism   
   From: burkesbabes@bigass-babes.com   
      
   On 9/13/2018 12:32 PM, David Dalton wrote:   
   > Once I thought I saw you   
   > in a crowded hazy bar,   
   > Dancing on the light   
   > from star to star.   
   > Far across the moonbeam   
   > I know that's who you are,   
   > I saw your brown eyes   
   > turning once to fire.   
   >   
   > You are like a hurricane   
   > There's calm in your eye.   
   > And I'm gettin' blown away   
   > To somewhere safer   
   > where the feeling stays.   
   > I want to love you but   
   > I'm getting blown away.   
   >   
   > etc.   
   >   
   > I relate this to my encounter with Sarah McLachlan in the   
   > Treehouse Lounge (basement of the St. Regis Hotel   
   > diagonally opposite from The Railway Club) in Vancouver   
   > the night of May 13, 1995.   
   >   
   > But I was also strongly moved by the song during a   
   > New Year’s Eve countdown, probably at the end   
   > of the year in which it came out, and I often play   
   > it on New Year’s Eve (or usually early on New   
   > Year’s Day morning).   
   >   
      
   Time for your next lobotomy, son?   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)