Year 101 (CI) was a common year starting on Friday (link will display the full calendar) of the Julian calendar. At the time, it was known as the Year of the Consulship of Traianus and Paetus (or, less frequently, year 854 Ab urbe condita). The denomination 101 for this year has been used since the early medieval period, when the Anno Domini calendar era became the prevalent method in Europe for naming years.
Navajo or Navaho may refer to:
Clara Nezbah Sherman (February 18, 1914 – July 31, 2010) was a Navajo artist particularly known for her Navajo rugs. Born Nezbah Gould, her mother was of the Hashtłʼishnii clan, and her father was of the Naashashí Dineʼé. She was the last surviving member of ten siblings including an adopted sister. Sherman and her siblings learned to weave as children from her family, who specialized in the craft. In 2006, she was awarded the Governor's Award for Excellence in the Arts by the governor of New Mexico in association with the National Endowment for the Arts. She is one of the artists whose work is available at the historic Toadlena Trading Post on New Mexico Arts' Fiber Arts Trail.
On the streets they're after me,
won't let me go, won't let me be.
This opression is screwing my head,
if I ain't careful I'll end up dead.
I'm living my life ..
.. I'm living my life on the edge of a knife.
Loving her was the mistake I made,
defending her honour with a steel blade.
Three on to one just isn't fair ..
but now they're in intensive care.
So now I'm running all over the world,
all because of a stupid girl.
But I've gotta carry on, I've gotta be brave,
Memories come flooding back
The bitter pain of disappointment
Of once of having love but now I only feel loss
I'M LIVING ON A KNIFEDGE
AT THE END OF THE LINE
I'M TAKING ALL THE HARD SELL
I'M LOOKING FOR A LIFE LINE
Hey now now
Oh oh oh
When you ain't got no-one in this world
It makes you feel useless
It gives you nothing to live for nothing to die oh no no
For I'm burning up burning up burning up
I'm such a long way from home
I've got it all to give and no-one
To give it to
That's why I'm looking for you
For someone to whom I can prove
That I'm not through no no no no
I'm alive and I need love too
I'M LIVING ON A KNIFEDGE
AT THE END OF THE LINE
I'M TAKING ALL THE HARD SELL
I'M LOOKING FOR A LIFE LINE
ON A KNIFEDGE
I'M LOOKING FOR YOU NOW.
I*M LOOKING FOR YOU
Now now now
And the doors of love seem closed
No matter how hard I try to kick 'em down
It seems to all add up in my mind
Just going round and around and around
I'm fired up fired up fired up
'Cause there's nothing I can do to change it
I've just gotta sit back and wait for my chance to come
That's why I'm looking for you
For someone to whom I can prove
That I'm not through no no no no
I'm alive and that's the truth
I'M LIVING ON A KNIFEDGE
AT THE END OF THE LINE
I'M TAKING ALL THE HARD SELL
I'M LOOKING FOR A LIFE LINE
ON A KNIFEDGE
I'M LOOKING FOR YOU NOW
Memories come flooding back
The bitter pain of disappointment
Of once of having love but now
I only feel loss
There's a pointlessness about it all
I've gotta force that to the back of my mind
Ah the important thing now
Is just I've gotta survive
I'M LIVING ON A KNIGEDGE
I*M ON THE EDGE OF THE LINE
I'M TAKING ALL THE HARD SELL
I'M LOOKING FOR A LIFE LINE I'M LIVING ON A KNIFE EDGE
I'M LIVING AT THE END OF A LINE
I'M TAKING TAKING ALL THE HARD SELL
JUST LOOKING FOR THE LIFE LINE
I'M LIVING ON A KNIFE EDGE
I'M LOOKING FOR YOU NOW
Memories come flooding back
The bitter pain of disappointment
Of once of having love but now I only feel loss
I'M LIVING ON A KNIFEDGE
AT THE END OF THE LINE
I'M TAKING ALL THE HARD SELL
I'M LOOKING FOR A LIFE LINE
Hey now now
Oh oh oh
When you ain't got no-one in this world
It makes you feel useless
It gives you nothing to live for nothing to die oh no no
For I'm burning up burning up burning up
I'm such a long way from home
I've got it all to give and no-one
To give it to
That's why I'm looking for you
For someone to whom I can prove
That I'm not through no no no no
I'm alive and I need love too
I'M LIVING ON A KNIFEDGE
AT THE END OF THE LINE
I'M TAKING ALL THE HARD SELL
I'M LOOKING FOR A LIFE LINE
ON A KNIFEDGE
I'M LOOKING FOR YOU NOW.
I*M LOOKING FOR YOU
Now now now
And the doors of love seem closed
No matter how hard I try to kick 'em down
It seems to all add up in my mind
Just going round and around and around
I'm fired up fired up fired up
'Cause there's nothing I can do to change it
I've just gotta sit back and wait for my chance to come
That's why I'm looking for you
For someone to whom I can prove
That I'm not through no no no no
I'm alive and that's the truth
I'M LIVING ON A KNIFEDGE
AT THE END OF THE LINE
I'M TAKING ALL THE HARD SELL
I'M LOOKING FOR A LIFE LINE
ON A KNIFEDGE
I'M LOOKING FOR YOU NOW
Memories come flooding back
The bitter pain of disappointment
Of once of having love but now
I only feel loss
There's a pointlessness about it all
I've gotta force that to the back of my mind
Ah the important thing now
Is just I've gotta survive
I'M LIVING ON A KNIGEDGE
I*M ON THE EDGE OF THE LINE
I'M TAKING ALL THE HARD SELL
I'M LOOKING FOR A LIFE LINE I'M LIVING ON A KNIFE EDGE
I'M LIVING AT THE END OF A LINE
I'M TAKING TAKING ALL THE HARD SELL
JUST LOOKING FOR THE LIFE LINE
I'M LIVING ON A KNIFE EDGE
Think I’ll call her number
Just one time.
And if she calls back, I don’t care.
She won’t mind.
I think I kept her details
In my phone.
And if I’ve lost them I don’t mind.
She won’t know.
I think I’ll call her
And make amends.
Perfect strangers
On a knife edge.
All it takes is one excuse
To end the date.
Once the teams were introduced,
Slipped away.
I think I’ll call her.
And make amends.
Perfect strangers
On a knife edge.
I think I miss her
And her pets.
Perfect strangers
I fell in love with a little Indian girl
And she stole my heart away
She took me to a pow-wow way out on the plains
And runs with bears, danced and brought the rains
I listened to the stories all through the night
Through the haze of that peace pipe
The night grew long so i found a tee pee
And you can bet I brought that squall girl with me
Could be Cherokee, Inuit, Etowah, Navajo,
Sioux, Creek, Apache, Seminole bravo
Tomahawk, arrow, any way the wind blow
It's just fine with me
Buffalo, wolfpack, rawhide knapsack
Arrowhead, mohawk, other tribe to attack
Take my wife back to that land with me
All I gotta do is take that love to the floor
Just a step cried the sad man
Take a look down at the madman
Theatre kings on silver wings
Fly beyond reason
From the flight of the seagull
Come the spread claws of the eagle
Only fear breaks the silence
As we all kneel pray for guidance
Tread the road cross the abyss
Take a look down at the madness
On the streets of the city
Only spectres still have pity
Patient queues for the gallows
Sing the praises of the hallowed
Our machines feed the furnace
If they take us they will burn us
Will you still know who you are
When you come to who you are
When the flames have their season
Will you hold to your reason
Loaded down with your talents
Can you still keep your balance
Just a step cried the sad man
Take a look down at the madman
Theatre kings on silver wings
Fly beyond reason
From the flight of the seagull
Come the spread claws of the eagle
Only fear breaks the silence
As we all kneel pray for guidance
Tread the road cross the abyss
Take a look down at the madness
On the streets of the city
Only spectres still have pity
Patient queues for the gallows
Sing the praises of the hallowed
Our machines feed the furnace
If they take us they will burn us
Will you still know who you are
When you come to who you are
When the flames have their season
Will you hold to your reason
Loaded down with your talents
Can you still keep your balance