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This is zero hour and there's no way back
Can you feel that power in its arms you're wrapped
All through the night-time
Till the sun comes in?
Now Heaven's Open
Fly right in!

 

Mike Oldfield

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In 1942 I was the star in one of the filthiest dramas of all time. I was a seaman, and went to the Imperial Café on Scollay Square in Boston to drink; I drank sixty glasses of beer and retired to the toilet, where I wrapped myself around the toilet bowl and went to sleep. During the night at least a hundred seamen and assorted civilians came in and cast their sentient debouchements on me till I was unrecognizably caked. What difference does it make after all? — anonymity in the world of men is better than fame in heaven, for what's heaven? what's earth? All in the mind.

 

Jack Kerouac

 

Roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair.
Well the night's busting open, these two lanes will take us anywhere.
We've got one last chance to make it real, to trade in these wings on some wheels.
Climb in back, heaven's waiting down on the tracks.

 

Bruce Springsteen

 

Feel the Earth move!
Now I'm wrapped
In a sweet love's arms,
Reaching out for you...

 

Mike Oldfield

 

I've been wrapped around her finger
Since the first time we went out.
Every day and every night she's all I think about.
I need that girl beside me
When the lights go out.
I think it's time to put a ring on the finger
I'm wrapped around.

 

Brad Paisley

 

But O Sarina come with me to my bed of woes, let me love you gently in the night, long time, we got all night, till dawn, till Juliet's rising sun and Romeo's vial sink, till I have slaked my thirst of Samsara at your portal rosy petal lips and left saviour juice in your rosy flesh garden to melt and dry and ululate another baby for the void, come sweet Sarina in my naughty arms, be dirty in my clean milk, and I'll detest the defecate I leave in your milky empowered cyst-and-vulva chamber, your cloacan clara file-hool through which slowly drool the hall-gyzm, to castles in your hassel flesh and I'll protect you trembling thighs against my heart and kiss your lips and cheeks and Lair and love you everywhere and that'll be that...

 

Jack Kerouac