This is the thread that never ends. It just goes on and on my friends. Some OTTers started writing here not knowing what it was, And they'll keep on contributing forever just because . . . (Repeat verse ad infinitum)
Posted on 2013-10-15 14:24.
On the first part of the journey They were looking all out to sea There was speculation about what it was made of and There was sand and sand and so The first thing they built was a single tower And the sky with no clouds Then another tower and the castle grew But the air was free of sound They built in the desert a castle unnamed It felt good to be watching it grow In the desert we just speculate again Cause there ain't no one who is sure that they know La, la, la, la, la, la; la la la la la . . . After two days in the desert sun The sea was known to be big After three days in the desert fun They wondered ‘bout a river bed And the story it told of a river so small Made them wonder if it was dead You see they built in the desert a castle unnamed It felt good to be watching it grow In the desert we just speculate again Cause there ain't no one who is sure that they know La, la, la, la, la, la; la la la la la . . . After many days they let the castle free Cause the desert was drowning by sea There were trebuchets and flags and things There was sand and buckets and dongs Then the stillness came and the fading began And it seemed time to say goodbye They departed and it seemed the end, but then A new picture with sand and sky. Now they walk through the desert on a quest with no name It feels good to be watching them go In the desert we just start waiting again Cause there ain't no one who is sure what we know La, la, la, la, la, la; la la la la la . . .
Posted on 2013-04-30 15:59.
Across the evening sky all the birds are leaving But how can they know it's time for them to go? Beneath the moving stars, we will still be dreaming We have all thought of Time For who knows where the time goes? Who knows where the time goes? Sad deserted shore, it ends and some are leaving Ah, but none are sure it's time for them to go But some will still be here, they have no thought of leaving We do not count the time For who knows where the time goes? Who knows where the time goes? And we are not alone while this thread is near us We know it will be so; who knows when it's time to go So come the flooding sea and molpies that might spring again We have no fear of Time For who knows how this thread grows? And who knows where the time goes?
Posted on 2013-07-27 05:28.
Comaty somaty Snared by the OTT All of us trapped in here For many ONGs. Deep contemplation of OTC-osophy Spawns awesome poems and Comics and songs.
Posted on 2013-05-19 14:44.