Korea (/kəˈriːə/ kə-REE-ə; Korean: 한국 Hanguk [hanɡuːk] or 조선 Joseon [tɕosʌn] – (see etymology) is an East Asian region that is divided into two separate sovereign states — North Korea and South Korea. Located on the Korean Peninsula, Korea is bordered by China to the northwest, Russia to the northeast, and is separated from Japan to the east by the Korea Strait and the Sea of Japan (East Sea), and separated from Taiwan to the south by the East China Sea.
Archaeological and linguistic evidence suggest the origins of the Korean people might have been Altaic language-speaking people from south-central Siberia,[dubious – discuss] who populated ancient Korea in successive waves from the Neolithic age to the Bronze Age. The adoption of the Chinese writing system ("Hanja" in Korean) in the 2nd century BC, and Buddhism in the 4th century AD, had profound effects on the Three Kingdoms of Korea.
The Three Kingdoms of Korea was first united during the Silla dynasty under the king Munmu of Silla. The united Silla dynasty fell to Goryeo Dynasty in 935 at the end of Later Three Kingdoms of Korea era. Goryeo was a highly cultural state and created the Jikji in the 14th century, using the world's first movable metal type printing press. The Mongol invasions in the 13th century, however, greatly weakened the nation which was forced to become a tributary state. After the Mongol Empire's collapse, severe political strife followed and Goryeo was replaced by the Joseon Dynasty in 1388.
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Oh, I know you are out there somewhere,
and I dream at night of rolls of chestnut hair,
and I would walk to California,
If I thought that by some chance you might be there.
[Chorus]
And I keep thinking I see your face,
then it's gone without a trace,
oh, I been every place I thought you'd be.
Why have I just gone, drifting on and on,
when baby you're the one that's lost at sea.
Oh, I have sailed the bright blue waters,
and I have overlooked an ocean full of tears.
Just for a glimpse of Heaven's daughter,
before you smile at me and disappear.
[Chorus]
And I keep thinking I see your face,
then it's gone without a trace,
oh, I been every place I thought you'd be.
Why have I just gone, drifting on and on,
when baby you're the one that's lost at sea.
And I keep thinking I see your face,
then it's gone without a trace,
oh, I been every place I thought you'd be.
Why have I just gone, drifting on and on,
I tried to stay on the straight and narrow
But I've walked a crooked path
And I've felt worthy of forgiveness
And deservin' heaven's wrath
Right on the money and off by a mile
Ahead of my time and way out of style
But I'm hangin' tough, I ain't had enough
I ain't givin' up on life or love
Well I try to stay away from the bottle
But I've reached out for the glass
I try to pull back on the throttle
But I still run out of gas
I've been an angel, but never a saint
Hung with the devil, don't nobody faint
Cause I'm hangin' tough, I ain't had enough
I ain't givin' up on life or love
Yesterday's history, today is a chance
Tomorrow is a mystery, so I'm makin' plans
To keep hangin' tough, I ain't had enough
I ain't givin' up on life or love
I keep hangin' tough, I ain't had enough
I can's stand to see a good man go to the waste
One who never combs his hair or shaves his face
A man who leans on wine over love that's told a lie
It tears me up to see a grown man cry
I never go around mirrors
I can't stand to see me without you by my side
I never go around mirrors
'Cause I've got a heartache to hide
I never go around mirrors
I can't stand to see me without you by my side
I never go around mirrors
'Cause I've got a heartache to hide
It was all that she left him, the night that she left him
So he clung to her memory with all of his might
He carried it with him everywhere he went
Like a soldier who just couldn't give up the fight
He took it to work, and he brought it back home
He took it so hard, couldn't leave it alone
We all called him crazy in our little town
The way that he carried her memory around
He boxed it up when he sold their old house
It rode right beside him there in the front seat
He littered his new place with those same old heartaches
It felt right at home there with her memory
He took it to church with him three times a week
He took it to bed when he layed down to sleep
The weight of remembering just wore him down
The longer he carried her memory around
When she never came back, he gave up on Jesus
And he never darkened another church door
He took up with whiskey, and he took up with women
'Till one night he just couldn't take anymore
He cried, 'God forgive me, but I've lost my will'
As he reached for that cold empty piece of blue steel
Then he put another big hole in his heart
Eighth avenue and Broadway
Cussin' at the light
Wrapped up in my existence
My perfect little life
When he tapped on my window
It scared me half to death
And even through the glass I swore
I smelled the whiskey on his breath.
I turned back and starred straight ahead
Wishing I could drive away
And just before the light turned green
I heard the old man say
I'm awful cold and hungry
Not a nickel to my name
Mister could you spare a little change
As I sped away in anger
Saw his sadness in the mirror
It haunted me for miles and miles
Just wouldn't disappear
That moment of reflection
Pulled my conscience off the shelf
And the question crossed my mind
Was I looking at myself
I pulled over on the shoulder
Finally broke down
Surrendered to emotion
As my knees hit the ground
I looked up to heaven
And cried in Jesus name
Father could you spare a little change
Could you make me a better man
For my children and my wife
Don't let me take for granted
All the blessings of my life
Please forgive me lord I've lost my way
And turned my back on you
Perhaps its time I walked a mile
In someone else's shoes
Much stranger than fiction
The truth can open up your eyes
Angels walk among us
In every shape and size
Might be a bum on Broadway
That God sends to explain
Maybe your the one who needs the change