umbrella catalog
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UM BR EL LA Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs. You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes. Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me. Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky. As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber you did lie: Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air Your feet played games with mountain roots, as you lay thinking there. Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley belowWhere people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go. here in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned. Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason whyThe People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die. he smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, Our words still ring in the brush and the trees were singing seeds are sown Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands. crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again. All this day long I linger here and on in through the night My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: My loneliness healed my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again. Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs. You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes. Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me. Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky. As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber you did lie: Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air Your feet played games with mountain roots, as you lay thinking there. Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley belowWhere people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go. here in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned. Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason whyThe People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die. he smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, Our words still ring in the brush and the trees were singing seeds are sown Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands. crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again. All this day long I linger here and on in through the night My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: My loneliness healed my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again. Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs. You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes. Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me. Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky. As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber you did lie: Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air Your feet played games with mountain roots, as you lay thinking there. Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley belowWhere people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go. here in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned. Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason whyThe People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die. he smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, Our words still ring in the brush and the trees were singing seeds are sown Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands. crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again. All this day long I linger here and on in through the night My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: My loneliness healed my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again. Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs. You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes. Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me. Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky. As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber you did lie: Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air Your feet played games with mountain roots, as you lay thinking there. Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley belowWhere people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go. here in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned. Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason whyThe People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die. he smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, Our words still ring in the brush and the trees were singing seeds are sown Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands. crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again. All this day long I linger here and on in through the night My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: My loneliness healed my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again. Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs. You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes. Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me. Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky. As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber you did lie: Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air Your feet played games with mountain roots, as you lay thinking there. Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley belowWhere people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go. here in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned. Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason whyThe People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die. he smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, Our words still ring in the brush and the trees were singing seeds are sown Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands. crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again. All this day long I linger here and on in through the night My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: My loneliness healed my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again. Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs. You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes. Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me. Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky. As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber you did lie: Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air Your feet played games with mountain roots, as you lay thinking there. Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley belowWhere people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go. here in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned. Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason whyThe People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die. he smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, Our words still ring in the brush and the trees were singing seeds are sown Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands. crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again. All this day long I linger here and on in through the night My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: My loneliness healed my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again here in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned. Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason whyThe People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die. he smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, Our words still ring in the brush and the trees were singing seeds are sown Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands. crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again. All this day long I linger here and on in through the night My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: My loneliness healed my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again..
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UMBRELLA
Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs. You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes.Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me.Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky. As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber you did lie: Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air Your feet played games with mountain roots, as you lay thinking there.Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley belowWhere people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go.There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned. Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason whyThe People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die.The smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, Our words still ring in the brush and the trees were singing seeds are sown Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head…I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands.I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again.All this day long I linger here and on in through the night My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: My loneliness healed my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again.Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs. You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes.Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me.Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky. As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber you did lie: Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air Your feet played games with mountain roots, as you lay thinking there.Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley belowWhere people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go.There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned. Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason whyThe People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die.The smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, Our words still ring in the brush and the trees were singing seeds are sown Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head…I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands.I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again.All this day long I linger here and on in through the night My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: My loneliness healed my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again.Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs. You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes.Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me.Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky. As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber you did lie: Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air Your feet played games with mountain roots, as you lay thinking there.Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley belowWhere people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go.There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned. Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason whyThe People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die.The smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, Our words still ring in the brush and the trees were singing seeds are sown Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head…I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands.I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again.All this day long I linger here and on in through the night My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: My loneliness healed my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again.Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs. You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes.Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me.Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky. As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber you did lie: Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air Your feet played games with mountain roots, as you lay thinking there.Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley belowWhere people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go.There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned. Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason whyThe People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die.The smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, Our words still ring in the brush and the trees were singing seeds are sown Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head…I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands.I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again.All this day long I linger here and on in through the night My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: My loneliness healed my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again.Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs. You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes.Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me.Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky. As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber you did lie: Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air Your feet played games with mountain roots, as you lay thinking there.Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley belowWhere people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go.There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned. Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason whyThe People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die.The smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, Our words still ring in the brush and the trees were singing seeds are sown Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head…I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands.I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again.All this day long I linger here and on in through the night My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: My loneliness healed my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again.Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs. You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes.Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me.Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky. As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber you did lie: Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air Your feet played games with mountain roots, as you lay thinking there.Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley belowWhere people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go.There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned. Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason whyThe People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die.The smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, Our words still ring in the brush and the trees were singing seeds are sown Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head…I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands.I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again.All this day long I linger here and on in through the night My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: My loneliness healed my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds againThere in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned. Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason whyThe People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die.The smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, Our words still ring in the brush and the trees were singing seeds are sown Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head…I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands.I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again.All this day long I linger here and on in through the night My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: My loneliness healed my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again..
Jolene, jolene, jolene, joleneIm begging of you please Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolPlease don't take him juYour beauty is beyond cWith flaming locks of auWith ivory skin and eyesYour smile is like a breatYour voice is soft like sumAnd I cannot compete witHe talks about you in his sleep
DOWNTEMPLIGHT, MED, BOLD, ITALIC
Downtempo is a modern sans family with some unique features including the
ch ligature and other Spanish language characters. The italic weights display a
special style all their own.
Ale Paul is one of the orig, founders of the Sudtipos project, one of Argentina’s
first type foundry collective. He has walked away with awards from
numerous design competitions. He has received two Type Directors Club TDC2
awards, in 2008 for Burgues Script and in 09 for Adios Script.
His work has been featured in publica-tions around the globe, including Print, Step, Creative Review, Visual, Creative
Arts, Novum, and many others.
$59 USD
Jolene, jolene, jolene, joleneIm begging of you please Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolPlease don't take him juYour beauty is beyond cWith flaming locks of auWith ivory skin and eyesYour smile is like a breatYour voice is soft like sumAnd I cannot compete witHe talks about you in his sleep
The first thing I remember knowing,Was a lonesome whistle blowing,And a young un's dream of growing up to ride;On a freight train leaving town, Mama tried.Not knowing where I'm bound, Mama tried.No-one could change my mind but Mama tried. One and only rebel child, Mama tried.From a family, meek and mild: Mama tried.My Mama seemed to know what lay in store.Despite all my Sunday learning,Towards the bad, I kept on turning.'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore.
POLITICAITALIC, BOLD, REGULAR, LIGHT, THIN,
Describe the 21st century politician. Left or right? Fat or thin? War or peace? Straight or gay? Hard or soft? Male or female? Pro or con? Young or old? East or west? Now look at the Politica super-family and see which font they may be. The overused sans serif faces don’t cut it anymore. This day and age requires a sturdy, modern and straight-to-the-point sans to cover the issues. The Politica and Politica XT families also come in OpenType variations which extend the character set to include Cyrillic, Greek, Baltic, Turkish and Central European languages. You have no excuse: the globe is yours with Politica.
US $300
On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhereI met up with the gambler, we were both too tired to sleepSo we took turns a starin' out the window at the darkness'Til boredom overtook us and he began to speakHe said, "Son, I've made a life, out of readin' people's facesAnd knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyesSo if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of acesFor a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice"So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallowThen he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a lightAnd the night got deathly quiet and his face lost all expressionSaid, "If you're gonna play the game, boy, you gotta learn to play it right"You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'emKnow when to walk away and know when to runYou never count your money when you're sittin' at the tableThere'll be time enough for countin' when the dealing's done
PILL GOTHIC 300MG THIN, LIGHT, REG, SEMIBOLD
Pill Gothic is a geometrically constructed font designed totally for traditional text
settings, but also funky enough to have a cool edge. The family offers a complete set of tools for expert typesetting, with
OpenType features including small caps, old style numerals, small cap numerals, fractions and altered characters. These
features are also available to OS X native (Cocoa) as AAT (Apple Advanced Type)
$500
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