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Re: orycon 18 filking

From: Michael Phoenix <phoenix at filoli.com>
Date: Thu, 14 Nov 96 15:14:14 -0800

On Wed, 13 Nov 96, judy at mail.unikomp.com (Judy Craft) wrote:
> decide how many Northwest Cons I can fit into my budget, if the filking
> is this good.

In my experience, generally even better. Hope you can make some more NW cons.

> I hope that many of you Northwest filkers come to LoneStar!

replyTell us about LoneStar?

Anyway, as per some requests I got at the con, I'm posting the lyrics to another of my songs now. Same distribution rules (as much as you want, with my name and not for profit) as always (NOTE: this applies to anything I write, at this point; duplicate away).

Take care,

Mickey.

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		Credo

I believe in dragons
And I believe in snow
I believe there's magic
No matter where you go

And I believe in riddles
I believe in dreams
And I believe there's magic
No matter how it seems

	And I know there is a future
	And I know there is a hope
	And I walk the road from wish to is
	With my soul in a knotted rope

I believe in always
And I believe in old
I believe in a lover's warmth
when the winter nights grow cold

And I believe in stillness
I belive in song
And I believe in a lover's warmth
When the bitter nights grow long

	And I know there is a shelter
	And I know there is a storm
	And I walk the road from wish to is
	With a wind to keep me warm

I believe in lonely
And I believe in lost
I believe tomorrow
Is worth the day it costs

And I believe in sorrow
I believe in pain
And I believe tomorrow
Brings yesterday again

	And I know there is a promise
	And I know there is a price
	And I walk the road from wish to is
	With my bowl for alms and rice.

I believe in fathers
And I believe in tears
I believe in the crying sons
Who echo down the years

And I believe in mothers
I believe in death
And I believe the crying sons
With the wind upon their breath

	And I know there is a palace
	And I know there is a stone
	And I walk the road from wish to is
	'Till the winds shall offer home

(c) 1996 Michael Phoenix (mickey at cs.stanford.edu) Permission granted to replicate freely with attribution for non-profit use.

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Received on 11/14/96

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