The final effort came when our reconnaissance team reported contact with the POWs and their guards by radio near midnight at a pre-arranged crossing site.
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Crossing Over
(on the cant stop lovin you cd single)
I reach across to the other side
To make contact with you
Golden slumber, you fill my dreams
When [and? ] I make contact with you, oh
Dont ask me why Im crossing over
Oh, crossing over
Sammy: eddie:
I never got to ? whats it all about?
Really know you is there a way... out...
The way I want to now outta here
So many things i... Im like the rest;
I didnt tell you seeking an answer
I wanna tell you now
Tell me why, oh lord but why, why, why, why?
Youre crossing over why? why?
(I gotta bring you back... to see your face)
Oh, crossing over
(I wanna hear you call my name, [to] feel your touch)
Reaching out, reaching out
(hear your voice again)
(to hear your voice again)
Crossing over
(to feel your touch)
Reaching out
(to feel you)
Crossing over
(to feel)
Crossing over
(to feel)
Reaching out, reaching out
Crossing over
song performed by by Van Halen
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Then I became aware of the site as the traffic for it became higher. The most recent contact was this girl Lily. She wanted me to shoot her for the site and she actually showed up. There a lot of people who contact me to do a shoot for a website then you never hear from them.
quote by Richard Kern
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It's always better to speak the language of the team. Not only for the direct contact with everyone - sometimes it also helps you to understand the mentality of the people in the team a bit better.
quote by Alain Prost
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The team is very enthusiastic - everyone is trying hard to do their best, and everyone is putting a lot of effort in to moving forward and getting the right results and it's a very good, close-knit team.
quote by David Leslie
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And it is very moving because one has to see the site not as just another site of development but it is a very special site. It is a site that souls and hearts of all Americans.
quote by Daniel Libeskind
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Radio #1
If you need some fun
Some good stereo gum
Radio #1
Brand new ears at once
Eject musical trash
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
We love
Melancholy snipers
Well become
Flower gun users
We request
Funeral of sadness
We play
The shade destroyers
If you need some fun
Some good stereo gum
Radio #1
Brand new ears at once
Eject musical trash
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
song performed by by Air
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Raised On Radio
Stagger lee, can you do the locomotion
Lucille I hear you knocking but you cant come in
Rockin robin, c.c rider,
A rama lama ding dong
Let the good times roll
My sweet sixteen
Im maybelline
The great pretender
Returned to sender
I wonder why fools fall in love
Yeah, louie, louie, loves drive-in movies.
Johnny angel rocks around the clock
Mister d.j. make a dedication
Cause Im all shook up over peggy sue
Im mister blue,
The hits keep rockin station to station
In the midnight hour in the sea of love
My turtle dove.
When I found my thrill, on blue berry hill,
We wrote love letters in the sand.
Be bop a lu la,
She loved me tender.
Jungle lion sleeps tonight
Radio, radio
Were all raised on radio, radio
I love my radio
Radio, radio,
Radio, radio
song performed by by Journey
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That makes me think of the 2002 World Cup Final above all else. Nobody thought at the time that our team would get through to the Final against Brazil. We should remember that this summer.
quote by Angela Merkel
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Crossing The Border
Hey, take it and run, child
Ill ask you no questions
We traded our fortunes
Crossing the border
I hope you got lucky
You needed a change
I--i made it without you
Crossing the border
We were like a couple of wetbacks running
Standin on the banks of some dangerous river
Lookin into a brave new country
Risky business
Crossing the border
Ahhh, you--you doubled my chances
I--i sure do want your freedom
I--Ill never forget you
Crossing the border
Back when we were out there
Crossing the border
Layin it on the line
Crossing the border
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Late Nite Radio
(DanoffDanoff)
There's lonely hearts in Arkansas, there's truckers in Des Moines
all there to keep me company in the early morn.
A world unknown to daytime is forever going on
the airways of the nation between midnight and the dawn.
Late nite radio, take it everywhere I go. My best friend when I'm lonely is my late nite radio.
Well I turn the dial, a little bit past one-o-one point two
in time to catch the news and see who's shooting who.
Then I hunt around for old songs, they're so good to hear again.
To think of how it was, imagine how it might have been.
Late nite radio, take it everywhere I go. My best friend when I'm lonely is my late nite radio.
La la la, I sing along 'cause I never know the words.
La la la la la la la la la, I'd love to call a talk show but I haven't got the nerve.
La la la, oh oh oh, radio.
The Lord is still my shepherd but these preachers got to go.
This time of night my interest lies in UFO's.
So I turn the dial a little past fifty-six point three to find myself a lullaby to rock me off to sleep.
Late nite radio, take it everywhere I go. My best friend when I'm lonely is my late nite radio.
Late nite radio, take it everywhere I go. My best friend when I'm lonely is my late nite radio.
song performed by by John Denver
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Post Grand Final Day
For the winners many weeks of hip hip hooray
And the feeling of joy with their fans months does stay
But for one to win one must lose as some do say
And for the losers only sadness post Grand Final Day.
And since winning is what only does seem to count
Gallant in defeat to little does seem to amount
The joy in victory is always sweet
There is never any glory in defeat.
Those uninterested in sports say football is just a game
That who wins or who loses life goes on the same
But those who support football clubs never see it that way
They do get quite excited watching their team play.
To play in a Grand Final is many a boy's dream
And be a champion player in a Premiership Team
But on post Grand Final day only the winners celebrate
And for their victory their fans say 'twas well worth the wait.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Radio Romance
(john duarte/mark paul)
I see you baby
Every single day
Holding on to my best friend
But you dont see me
So I make the same request now
Every single night
Going out from me to you
On the dedication line
I wonder if youre listening
To the words that keep me wishing
That one day Ill be kissing you
Wo wo wo
Radio radio romance
Radio radio romance
Radio radio romance
Radio romance
My secret admiration
I wont reveal
I wouldnt want to hurt no one
By tellin how I feel
The dj knows my voice now
He even knows my choice now
He never says my name
He just says from the one
Who loves you baby
Radio radio romance
Radio radio romance
Radio radio romance
Radio romance
One night youll hear a song
And then youll know just who its from
(rap) I see you baby, every single day
Holding on to my best friend
But you dont see me
I wonder if youre listening
To the words that keep me wishing
That one day Ill be kissing you
Wo wo wo
Radio radio romance
Radio radio romance
Radio radio romance
Radio romance
song performed by by Tiffany
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Bleeding On The Radio
Bleeding on the radio
I see the feeling flashing and eye
Awake the frequency of your life
Put back what you take
Make up what you break
Or watch the tv burn the sky
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Dont you ever take it
No
Now im bleeding on the radio
I need a vision to run away
From htis world we live in today
Put back what you take
Make up what you break
Or watch the tv burn the sky
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Dont you ever take it
No
Now im bleeding on the radio
Pull the lever
Fight forever
Dynamite a hole in the sky
Humming on you
Comming on through
Over in the flash of an eye
Dont you ever close your eyes
Coz it gets you every time
Waking up to make a sign
On the Radio Yeah
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Dont you speak your mind
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radioooooo
The radio
Bleeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
song performed by by Zed
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Spring Came
Spring came and bitter presents were exchanged,
There was no outward sigh or crossing arranged;
Just the dozen other passengers of the bus weighed
On the mind of a member of a hospice who decayed.
The knife was awaiting him, approaching the island,
Which was his body and trumpet, the very island.
On the crossing he determined the years,
A dozen other passengers, who came with beers.
He was greeted by the regarding couples,
And so aboard the ferry of earth was a resident of archangels.
The only guilt suffered was with a smile,
There was no reason to distrust the other file.
One night, over tea.
poem by Naveed Akram
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You And I (And Two Football Teams)
you and i
met not long ago
you and i
were a thing of love
we were idolized by all
then the day came
you cheated on me
with the football team
what happened?
to you and i?
i didnt expect you to do this
i let my guard fall
and now as the open woulds bleed through
my heart cant take any more
but as the days go on without you
the wounds do not close
do not heal
my heart weakens more and more
then i heard
you slept with the visiting football team
the same night
as you slept with our home team
i cant take this anymore
you betrayed me
and our home football team
you slept with the visiting team
this is the final blow to my heart
as i walk into your house
i load my nine
i walk into your room
and look you in the eye
despite the other 3 men there
i empty my entire clip
into your slim tan body
i save one bullet
to end my hearts pain
the other 3 men
long gone now
i am now with you
and you are
with only me
we ended up together
yet again
just you and i
poem by Ground Sniper
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I Have The Touch
The time I like is the rush hour, cos I like the rush
The pushing of the people, I like it all so much
Such a mass of motion, do not know where it goes
I move with the movement and ... I have the touch
Im waiting for ignition, Im looking for a spark
Any chance collision and I light up in the dark
There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair
Oh, do I dare ... I have the touch
Only, only
Wanting contact
Only, only
Im wanting contact
Only, only
Im wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake hands, shake hands.
Any social occasion, hello, how do you do
All those introductions, I never miss my cue
So before a question, so before a doubt
My hand moves out and ... I have the touch
Only, only
Wanting contact
Only, only
Im wanting contact
Only, only
Im wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake those hands
Pull my chin, stroke my hair, scratch my nose, hug my knees
Try drink, food, cigarette, the tension will not ease
I tap my fingers, fold my arms, breathe in deep, cross my legs
Shrug my shoulders, stretch my back, but nothing seems to please
I need contact
I need contact
Nothing seems to please
I need contact
Tac-tacatac, tac-tacatac
I need contact
Nothing seems to please
I need contact
Tac-tacatac, tac-tacatac
I need contact
Ah, tac-tacatac
I need contact
Nothing seems to please
I need contact
I need contact.
song performed by by Heather Nova
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Whalloped!
Whalloped!
With a zinging zap that pows!
A punch comes with a knockout...
That wows and stops to awe a crowd.
Who anticipated times like these,
Would sting to stun everyone...
With a dropping to concrete pleading,
To lift the knees...
That seem to be cemented,
Permanently.
Awakening from a sleep,
To find a world turned upside down...
In amazing discovery,
What had been taken for granted...
Is now nowhere to be found.
So dramatic the changes...
No one knows where to go.
No one knows what to believe,
Since all doors to beliefs...
Seem to have been closed.
Whalloped!
With a zinging zap that pows!
A punch comes with a knockout...
That wows and stops to awe a crowd.
And there is no one to call,
To validate a correct consciousness.
No one is there to even guess...
Where one should go,
To place safely their next footsteps.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Turn Your Radio On
Come and listen in to a radio station
Where the mighty hosts of heaven sing
Turn your radio on, turn your radio on
If you want to feel those good vibrations
Coming from the joy that His love can bring
Turn you radio on, turn your radio on.
Turn your radio on
And listen to the music in the air
Turn your radio on and glory share
Turn your lights down low
And listen to the Master's radio
Get in touch with God, and turn your radio on.
--- Instrumental ---
Everybody has a radio receiver
All you got to do is listen for the call
Turn your radio on, turn your radio on
If you listen in you will be a believer
Leanin' on the truths that'll never fall
Get in touch with God, turn the radio on.
Turn your radio on
And listen to the music in the air
Turn your radio on and glory share
Turn your lights down low
And listen to the Master's radio
Get in touch with God, turn your radio on.
Turn your radio on
And listen to the music in the air
Turn your radio on and glory share
Turn your lights down low
And listen to the Master's radio
Get in touch with God, turn your radio on.
Turn your lights down low
And listen to the Master's radio
Get in touch with God, turn your radio on...
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Man’s best friends as crossing guards
The ashy dust settled gracefully
On the blue flame
While the supersonic train walked slowly
As if a glamorous fashion show was taken place
At the behest of the anorexic supermodel
Who got tripped on the narrow one way.
Like a thin thread, the man-made centipede
Waned effortlessly
Before acquainting
The passengers who stood perplexed
Despite the ken of the speed
Of this incredible flying machine.
Not too far from the kiosk of the train station
Two dogs came running like crossing guards
To stop two shy lads playing hooky
From crossing the dangerous tracks.
poem by Hebert Logerie
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