Bilbo the Rover Posted February 20, 2008 Author Share Posted February 20, 2008 Leaves are falling all around, Its time I was on my way. Thanks to you, Im much obliged For such a pleasant stay. But now its time for me to go, The autumn moon lights my way. For now I smell the rain, And with it pain, And its headed my way. Ah, sometimes I grow so tired, But I know Ive got one thing I got to do, Ramble on, And nows the time, the time is now To sing my song. Im goin round the world, I got to find my girl, on my way. Ive been this way ten years to the day, ramble on, Gotta find the queen of all my dreams. Got no time to for spreadin roots, The time has come to be gone. And tho our health we drank a thousand times, Its time to ramble on. Ramble on, And nows the time, the time is now To sing my song. Im goin round the world, I got to find my girl, on my way. Ive been this way ten years to the day, ramble on, Gotta find the queen of all my dreams. I aint tellin no lie. Mines a tale that cant be told, My freedom I hold dear; How years ago in days of old When magic filled the air, Twas in the darkest depths of mordor I met a girl so fair, But gollum, and the evil one crept up And slipped away with her. Her, her....yea. Aint nothing I can do, no. Ramble on, And nows the time, the time is now To sing my song. Im goin round the world, I got to find my girl, on my way. Ive been this way ten years to the day, ramble on, Gotta find the queen of all my dreams. Gonna ramble on, sing my song Gotta keep-a-searchin for my baby... Gonna work my way, round the world I cant stop this feelin in my heart Gotta keep searchin for my baby I cant find my bluebird! Id listen to my bluebird sing but I cant find my blue bird A-keep-a ramblin baby... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DaughterOfZeppelin Posted February 20, 2008 Share Posted February 20, 2008 Aww Bilbo!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jarlaxle 56 Posted February 20, 2008 Share Posted February 20, 2008 The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say. The Road goes ever on and on Out from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, Let others follow it who can! Let them a journey new begin, But I at last with weary feet Will turn towards the lighted inn, My evening-rest and sleep to meet. Still round the corner there may wait A new road or a secret gate, And though I oft have passed them by, A day will come at last when I Shall take the hidden paths that run West of the Moon, East of the Sun. -- J R R Tolkien Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ninelives Posted February 21, 2008 Share Posted February 21, 2008 In honor of a great Hobbit... the only way out is through ~ unknown Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hermit Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 "When someone as decent, kind, and thoughtful as Bilbo the Rover feels disaffected, the L-Z.com admin team should heed it as a wake-up call!" ~ Hermit Love ya, Brother Bilbo. I hope your suspension will be lifted post-haste and that we'll see you back here again real soon. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jarlaxle 56 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 Sorry! I don't want any adventures here, thank you. Not today. Good morning! ~ Bilbo Baggins Be not too eager to deal out death in the name of justice, fearing for your own safety. Even the wise cannot see all ends. ~ Gandalf the White The road must be trod, but it will be very hard. And neither strength nor wisdom will carry us far upon it. This quest may be attempted by the weak with as much hope as the strong. Yet such is oft the course of deeds that move the wheels of the world: small hands do them because they must, while the eyes of the great are elsewhere. ~ Elrond of Rivendell Arise, arise, Riders of Théoden! Fell deeds awake, fire and slaughter! spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered, a sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises! Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor! ~ King Theoden of Rohan To the sea, to the sea! The white gulls are crying; The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying. West, west away, the round sun is falling. Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling, the voices of my people that have gone before me? I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me; For our days are ending and our years failing. I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing. Long are the waves on the last shore falling. Sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling. In Eressea, in Elven home that no man can discover. Where the leaves fall not: land of my people for ever! ~ Legolas of Mirkwood All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken: The crownless again shall be king. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
eternal light Posted February 25, 2008 Share Posted February 25, 2008 In those days, in their thirst for water, the people grumbled against Moses, saying, “Why did you ever make us leave Egypt? Was it just to have us die here of thirst with our children and our livestock?” So Moses cried out to the Lord, “What shall I do with this people? a little more and they will stone me!” The Lord answered Moses, “Go over there in front of the people, along with some of the elders of Israel, holding in your hand, as you go, the staff with which you struck the river. I will be standing there in front of you on the rock in Horeb. Strike the rock, and the water will flow from it for the people to drink.” This Moses did... Ex 17:3-7 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bilbo the Rover Posted April 22, 2008 Author Share Posted April 22, 2008 Shame to let a beautiful garden go so long without being tended to....."Nobody tries to steal your troubles, and no one can take your good deeds." - Yiddish folk saying Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bilbo the Rover Posted April 24, 2008 Author Share Posted April 24, 2008 "If you put a chain around the neck of a slave, the other end fastens itself around your own." - Ralph Waldo Emerson Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bilbo the Rover Posted April 24, 2008 Author Share Posted April 24, 2008 People who post on this thread should "practice what they preach". I feel bad i get the feeling many are not the spiritual beings they claim to be. Keep you're forked tounge behind your teeth, I did not come back to this thread to bandy words with a witless worm....... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Audacity Posted April 25, 2008 Share Posted April 25, 2008 Pseudo spiritualists with their heads in the clouds! Eat healthy, pray and live spiritually, be pure of thought and all forgiving. You still die. Might as well go out with a bang, rather than a wimper. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
stonefreelee Posted May 2, 2008 Share Posted May 2, 2008 Keep you're forked tounge behind your teeth, I did not come back to this thread to bandy words with a witless worm....... Hey, just happened to be surfin' the forum and stumbled upon this thread. Bilbo, your diction and phrasing sounds so much like Dr. Smith from "Lost in Space"...and I haven't read any of the thread yet! Classic! Bravo! Dr. Smith to Robot: "you bumbling bucket of bolts...you're nothing but a blithering bastion of.." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jarlaxle 56 Posted May 2, 2008 Share Posted May 2, 2008 I think it was a quote from Lord of The Rings...which I am incidentally re-reading (for about the tenth time) though I haven't read it in years. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bilbo the Rover Posted September 25, 2008 Author Share Posted September 25, 2008 “Our souls are like those orphans whose unwedded mothers die in bearing them: the secret of our paternity lies in their grave, and we must there to learn it.” -Herman Melville ( For John) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
eternal light Posted June 22, 2009 Share Posted June 22, 2009 And Melchizedek king of Salem brought forth bread and wine: and he was the priest of the most high God. Genesis 14:18 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Evster2012 Posted June 22, 2009 Share Posted June 22, 2009 I miss Bilbo. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
eternal light Posted June 22, 2009 Share Posted June 22, 2009 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SJ42j9u-CO4The disciples went and woke him, saying, "Master, Master, we're going to drown!" He got up and rebuked the wind and the raging waters; the storm subsided, and all was calm. Luke 8:24 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MOJO Posted June 22, 2009 Share Posted June 22, 2009 love Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
el mago Posted June 30, 2009 Share Posted June 30, 2009 the truly king of rock and pop!!! (also of the soul and blues) there's a place on his Hearth for heavy metal? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
slave to zep Posted July 1, 2009 Share Posted July 1, 2009 I miss Bilbo. yeah, whatever happened to him? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jarlaxle 56 Posted July 1, 2009 Share Posted July 1, 2009 They sat together in the park As the evening sky grew dark, She looked at him and he felt a spark tingle to his bones. 'Twas then he felt alone and wished that he'd gone straight And watched out for a simple twist of fate. They walked along by the old canal A little confused, I remember well And stopped into a strange hotel with a neon burnin' bright. He felt the heat of the night hit him like a freight train Moving with a simple twist of fate. A saxophone someplace far off played As she was walkin' by the arcade. As the light bust through a beat-up shade where he was wakin' up, She dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate And forgot about a simple twist of fate. He woke up, the room was bare He didn't see her anywhere. He told himself he didn't care, pushed the window open wide, Felt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate Brought on by a simple twist of fate. He hears the ticking of the clocks And walks along with a parrot that talks, Hunts her down by the waterfront docks where the sailers all come in. Maybe she'll pick him out again, how long must he wait Once more for a simple twist of fate. People tell me it's a sin To know and feel too much within. I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring. She was born in spring, but I was born too late Blame it on a simple twist of fate. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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