Michael ( /ˈmaɪkəl/) is a given name that comes from the Hebrew: מִיכָאֵל / מיכאל (Mikha'el), derived from the Hebrew question מי כמו אלוהים? (Hebrew pronunciation: [mi kəmo ʔelohim]) meaning "Who is like God?" In English, it is sometimes shortened to Mike, Mikey, or, especially in Ireland, Mick. In Russian language, it is Mikhail and Mykhailo in Ukrainian.
Female forms of Michael include Michèle, Michelle, Michaela, Mechelle, Micheline, and Michaelle, although Michael is occasionally seen as a female name, with women named Michael including actresses Michael Learned and Michael Michele. Another form is Mychal, which can either be a male or female name. Surnames that come from Michael include Carmichael, Dimichele, MacMichael, McMichael, Micallef, Michaelson, Mikhaylov, Mykhaylenko, Michaels and Mitchell.
The name first appears in the Bible, Numbers 13:13, where Sethur the son of Michael is one of twelve spies sent into the Land of Canaan. The Archangel Michael, referred to later in the Bible (Daniel 12:1), is considered a saint by the Roman Catholic Church and Eastern Orthodox Church. 29 September is the feast day of the three archangels, Michael, Gabriel and Raphael.
Michael Joseph Jackson (August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009) was an American recording artist, entertainer, and businessman. Often referred to as the King of Pop, or by his initials MJ, Jackson is recognized as the most successful entertainer of all time by Guinness World Records. His contribution to music, dance, and fashion, along with a much-publicized personal life, made him a global figure in popular culture for over four decades. The seventh child of the Jackson family, he debuted on the professional music scene along with his brothers as a member of The Jackson 5 in 1964, and began his solo career in 1971.
In the early 1980s, Jackson became a dominant figure in popular music. The music videos for his songs, including those of "Beat It", "Billie Jean", and "Thriller", were credited with transforming the medium into an art form and a promotional tool, and the popularity of these videos helped to bring the relatively new television channel MTV to fame. Videos such as "Black or White" and "Scream" made him a staple on MTV in the 1990s. Through stage performances and music videos, Jackson popularized a number of complicated dance techniques, such as the robot and the moonwalk, to which he gave the name. His distinctive musical sound and vocal style influenced numerous hip hop, post-disco, contemporary R&B, pop and rock artists.
Justin Randall Timberlake (born January 31, 1981) is an American singer, actor, and businessman. He achieved early fame when he appeared as a contestant on Star Search, and went on to star in the Disney Channel television series The New Mickey Mouse Club, where he met future bandmate JC Chasez. Timberlake became famous in the late 1990s as the lead singer and youngest member of the boy band 'N Sync, whose launch was financed by Lou Pearlman.
In 2002, he released his debut solo album, Justified, which sold more than seven million copies worldwide. The album was a commercial success, spawning the hits "Cry Me a River" and "Rock Your Body". Timberlake continued his success with his second solo album, FutureSex/LoveSounds (2006), debuting at number one on the Billboard 200 chart, and produced the US number-one hit singles "SexyBack", "My Love", and "What Goes Around... Comes Around".
Timberlake has won six Grammy Awards and four Emmy Awards. His first two albums made him one of the most commercially successful singers in the world, each selling in excess of 7 million copies. He also has an acting career, having starred in films such as The Social Network, Bad Teacher and Friends with Benefits. His other ventures include record label Tennman Records, fashion label William Rast, and the restaurants Destino and Southern Hospitality.
Carter Lee Williams (born 30 March 1980) is an American kickboxer, boxer and mixed martial artist, who fights out of Modesto Power in Modesto, California. He is a former North American Muay Thai champion and K-1 World GP in Las Vegas tournament champion.
Williams is known for his constant pushing, attacking and knock out focused style. He has good high kick attacks and boxing, especially his right hook which he uses to overwhelm his opponents. This aggressive style led him to acquire wins against other second tier heavyweights such as Chalid Arrab, Bjorn Bregy, Gary Goodridge and Michael McDonald.
Williams began his kickboxing career in 1998. On September 9, 2001 in Kansas City, Kansas, United States, he defeated John Grantham and Kurt Hasely at the 2001 IKF National Amateur Kickboxing Championships to win the IKF Amateur US Super Heavyweight (+215.1 lbs) Muay Thai Championship.
On November 3, 2001, Williams knocked out Andre Beaulieu in the second round to win the WKA Amateur North American Super Heavyweight Championship in Canada.
Kristina Bernadette Cojuangco Aquino (born February 14, 1971), commonly known as Kris Aquino, is a Filipino television and movie personality who gained prominence from her talk shows, game shows, and numerous endorsements. Known as the Queen of All Media, and Philippines' Queen of Talk, she is the youngest daughter of former Philippine senator Benigno S. Aquino, Jr. and Corazon Cojuangco-Aquino, who served as the 11th President of the Philippines, and sister of Benigno S. Aquino, III, the current President of the Philippines.
Her first movie was Pido Dida, Sabay Tayo, which earned her a Box-office Queen title. Her 2004 films such as Feng Shui and So... Happy Together also gave her the Box-office Queen title again.[citation needed] In 2006, she regained the same Box Office title for her movie Sukob, which is the highest-grossing Filipino film of all time. She is also the Executive Editor of her own bi-monthly magazine called K! The Kris Aquino Magazine. In December 2009, Aquino showcased her own Home Collection called K Everyday. In partnership with ABS-CBN Licensing, K Everyday features cooking collection, kitchen collection, plastic collection, and stationery collection.
Plot
The road is a game reserve. Something dark and subtle melts with routine violence, replacing pain with chaos. Two men, two women, two stories that are about to slip away, except that the executioner becomes the insect between the claws of a curious cat. This is the night of Angelica.
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In highschool, Sean wrote a teleplay for a hit TV series that was bought and played on a major network. Haied as a talented and ambitious young writer, he quickly rose to the status of local celebrity. All his family and friends predicted he'd go on to do great things. Now, five years later, Sean's friends have moved on to university and he's still living at home with his parents. Wandering the streets of Toronto, alone on Christmas Eve, he meets Alice, a young drifter running from an abusive boyfriend. They're drawn together despite their different backgrounds and, over the course of a night, learn to draw from each other's special strengths. Together, they work to conquor the hurt and fear that's been holding them back from moving on with their lives.
Keywords: canada, christmas, digital, one-word-title, peter-pan, street-kid, toronto-ontario-canada, writer
From now on our troubles will be out of sight...
Myth or Reality--those who seek the statue will soon discover the truth...
Hadass: Give me a pen.::Jonathan: Oh--you need a pen?::Hadass: Yes. Unless you want me to sign it in blood!
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In a fantasy life she lives through her sketchbook, Laura's world is exotic, bright and enchanting. In reality, she endures the day-to-day hurt of a sensitive girl who is very much alone. Her world changes when she meets Courtenay, a compulsive liar who brags about the suicide note in her back pocket. As the girls begin to bond, Laura gradually begins to find herself abandoning the safety of the fantasy and falling into her first real friendship.
The best years of our lives ....
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Tells the story of two women seeking leads to their missing husbands after the end of the Yom Kippur War (1973). A relationship builds between them when each identified her husband in the same blurred image of a foreign newsreel.
Keywords: based-on-true-story, breasts, female-frontal-nudity, female-nudity, female-rear-nudity, husband-wife-relationship, newsreel, nipples, nudity, photograph
Two Women. Both see the face of the same man. Each thinks it is her missing husband. Only one can be right. The truth will either bind them together or tear them apart.
Maya Amiel: You lived with an image. I lived with an illusion.
where the eternal triangle grows up
He ties his bags around his thighs
Newspaper bags filled with newspaper lies
And combs his hair, straightens his tie
But the people still stare the people want to know why
He chose to fill the air with echoes of an ordinary life
After all these years when she was alive
He stood in the corner and he built a disguise
Now that she's gone, the house won't rise
So he sits on a milk crate with a handsaw to the sky
He chose to fill the air with echoes of an ordinary life
So don't call me man, don't call me boy anymore
Take or leave your crown behind and I'll cry your name in war
And there's rocks in windows that Michael threw
And this weeks window... it's for you
He dropped out of Amherst in his second year
And now he's digging holes for the state
And he lays so still in the morning chill
'Cause he's having trouble sleeping late
And he pours down the concrete on 7th street
And the children come up slow with open hands
And as they set them in, he's ashamed within
'Cause he knows that once they walk away he'll just go fill it up again
He chose to fill the air with echoes of an ordinary life
Oh and I should go, but can I stay?
Just one more song and I'll be on my way
Don't' call me man don't call me boy
Don't call me man don't call me boy
When he lost his home, and his face grew thin
He traded her dresses for a used violin
And when he raised the wood and touched it to his chin
He whispered who I am, ain't nothing like the wasted man I've been
He chose to fill the air with echoes of an ordinary life
Far away we go
We go far away
Michael (Michael), Your So Sexy (Your So Sexy)
I Need You To Feed Me (Feed Me)
Michael (Michael), I Love You (I Love You)
I Need You To Wipe My Butt (Wipe My Butt)
Michael (Michael), There's Somethin' About You (Somethin'
About You)
That Makes Me Hungry For Corn Bread (Corn Bread)
Michael (Michael), Your Man Titties (Your Man Titties)
Get Me So Hard (Get Me So Hard, Yeah)
Michael, You Stink (You Stink)
Just Like Your Huge Farts (Very Huge Farts)
Michael (Michael), I Know What Your Thinkin (I Know What
Your Thinkin')
But I'm Not Gay (I'm Not Gay)
Michael (Michael), I Need Someone (I Need Someone)
To Make Me Scream, YEAAAAA!!!
Michael (Michael), You Have Nice Abs (Nice Abs)
Driving down a dark road
on the last night of his life
Michael's in the back seat
Thinking everything's alright
He was young, and so invincible
The radio was blasting
in the car he got from dad
tail lights in the distance
are the last of him I have
and it's all so inconceivable
Chorus:
When they told me you were gone
I hated god for what he'd done
I'm trying hard to understand
And I know I shouldn't want this to
be someone else instead of you
I thought you were so invincible
Four o'clock in the morning
Before the break of dawn
Michael left forever
from the town where he was born
and I woke up crying, ‘cause I knew you were gone
Chorus:
And it hurts to miss you everyday
this feeling never goes away
I'm trying hard to understand
And I drive the streets we grew up on,
I can't believe it's been so long
I thought you were so invincible
Bridge:
I want to change the way the story goes
why can't it have a happy ending?
Driving down a dark road
on an endless summer's night
Michael's in the back seat
and he makes it home alright
Chorus:
And at night he whispers in my ear
I hear his voice so loud and clear
He tries to help me understand
that he'll always be right by my side
a part of him will never die
Michael rowed the boat ashore, alleluya
Michael rowed the boat ashore, alleluya
Sister helped to trim the sails, alleluya
Sister helped to trim the sails, alleluya
Michael rowed the boat ashore, alleluya
Michael rowed the boat ashore, alleluya
The river Jordan is chilly and cold, alleluya
Chills the body but not the soul, alleluya
Michael rowed the boat ashore, alleluya
Michael rowed the boat ashore, alleluya
The river is deep and the river is wide, alleluya
Milk and honey on the other side, alleluya
Michael rowed the boat ashore, alleluya
Michael remembers the books and the beds
And the petrol rainbows on the ground
He wants to go back and be someone again
Making a noise in those towns
Michael was lying awake every night
Wanting to be somewhere else
But the morning would come and the dream disappeared
Lost in the dust on the shelves
We're all reaching out for angels
And they are reaching out for us
But it's hard to see them
It's hard for them to see us
Michael believes in life after death
He's saving some dreams for himself
But the morning still comes and the dreams disappear
In the time spent in the foggy dew
With the raven and the dove
Barefoot she walked the winter streets
In search of her own true love
For she was Mary Hamilton
And lover of John Riley
And the maid of constant sorrow
And the mother of the doomed Geordie
One day by the banks of the river
Midst tears and gossamer
Sweet Michael rowed his boat ashore
And came to rescue her
And fill thee up my loving cup
Fast and to the brim
How many fair and tender maids
Could love as she could then?
For was was likened to Pretty Boy Floyd
And also John Riley
And a rake and rambling railroad boy
And the Silkie of the Sule Skerry
And there in the arms of Michael
In their stolen hour
Loud rang the bells of Rhymney
From the ancient church bell tower
And there in the night with Michael
While he lay fast asleep
She put her head to the window pane
And in the fullness of love did weep
And fill thee up my loving cup
Fast and to the brim
How many fair and tender maids
Will love as she did then?
You've heard of the House of the Rising Sun
And what careless love can do
You've heard of the wildwood flower
That fades in the morning dew
And of the ship that circles three times round
And sinks beneath the sea
You've heard of Barbary Allen
And now you've heard of me
So fill thee up my loving cup
Fast and to the brim
How many fair and tender maids
I'm silent
But I don't want to be
Two tears, in this mask of insanity
I kill but, its far beyond control
Its cause demons, possessing my soul
I'm violent!
Oh yes, I tend to kill
I hide in shadows
And stalk you against your will
Undying!
What has become of me?
Run Jamie! Run! (To the top of the stairs)
Closed fists! Closed fists! (Grab a lock of her hair)
Halloweens tonight! (You ain't going nowhere)
Michaels in the shadows! (Come into the shadows)
Michael, where are you now?
Michael, where are you now?
Smile at my excitement
The last time you called
I slipped again to ask you
From whereabouts
I got a lead from your old triple ex-girlfriend
She said, "I heard he lost his mind again"
I said, "I didn't know that you ever did"
Michael, where are you now?
Michael, where are you now?
Sleeping through the mornings in flannel and hair
Getting high in the Southern air
Surely send the evenings down the unfamiliar
The last to feel the salt water feeling
Skipping the shadows in the dead zone
With the ghost on your side
Of the state's borderline
Of whispering
Take it, take it
Take it, take it
Take it
Do you remember the first subway ride
Our first heavy metal haircut
Our last swim on the East Coast
And me with my ridiculous looking pierced nose?
I remember your warm smile in the sun
The daydreaming boy without a shirt on
The burning ambers fly father
Left the mother of three sons
You're the oldest juvenile delinquent boy
Got the news the other day, a child's innocence taken away.
(You were never scared, I'll always care)
Grandson to son and a memory we'll never lose in time.
Am I making you proud of me?
'Cause I know you can hear me.
You were too young, too fast for you to go and now I don't understand why.
I can't stand to watch a mother and father cry.
I look up to you.
Four years your younger brother caused me to always wonder why.
(If it's the only way, I'll talk to you)
Home is not home, I swear I'll still see you. I miss you.
Am I making you proud of me?
'Cause I know you can hear this.
You were too young, too fast for you to go and now I don't understand why.
I can't stand to watch a mother and father cry.
I've been waiting patiently for this day to arrive and
I have spoken not a single word,
Now hand to hand my voice shall be heard
No Michael
not this time,
I've been waiting for oh so long, oh so long
I've accepted silently this name I've been given and
I have heard it pass the lips of everyone,
Now if you will inquire, ask of your Father
and he may tell you of his brightest Son
No Michael
not this time,
I've been waiting for oh so long
No Michael,
not this time,
I've been growing oh so strong
Now in true glory
I'll rise again, ahh
I've been waiting patiently for this day and this time
I shall not be alone,
Not this time, not this time,
This is where I'll be
So heavenly
So come and Dance with me Michael
So Sexy, I'm sexy
So come and dance with me Michael
I'm all that you see, you wanna see
So come and dance with me Michael
So close now, so close now
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me
Michael you're the boy with all the leather hips
Stucky hair, sticky hips stubble on my sticky lips
Michael you're the only one I ever want only one I ever want only one I ever want
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dance floor
Michael you're dancing like a beautiful dance-whore
Michael waiting on a Silver platter now
And nothing matters now
This is what I am I am a man so come and dance with me Michael
So strong now it's strong now
So come and dance with me Michael
I'm all that you'll be you'll ever see
So come and dance with me Michael
So close now. You're close now
Come and dance with me come and dance with me So come and dance with me!
Michael you're the boy with the leather hips sticky hair sticky lips stubble on my sticky hips
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dance floor Michael you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael waiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matters now!
Nothing matters now nothing matters now and nothing matters now
Michael you're the boy with the leather hips sticky hair sticky lips stubble on my sticky lips Beautiful boys on a beautiful dance floor
Michael you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael waiting on a silver platter now...
Instrumental
All the jobs I've ever held, positions I have known
The one I was a fool to leave was right hand to the throne
Ambition took me speed of light to God's exclusion zone
Michael, if you're listening, Michael who stayed true
One of us got out of line when paradise was new
One of us was exiled and the one who wasn't's you
Michael, help me write a letter to you know who
I will sign it 'Lucifer regrets'
Can't forget, his final words were
"Ain't no come back, gonna come your way"
What if I pray?
Michael, the archangel listen, Michael, don't you see?
We've come to stand for principles that prove free will is free
If you are on the side of good, now where does that leave me?
Michael, help me write a letter to you know who
I will sign it 'Lucifer regrets'
Can't forget, his final words were
"Ain't no come back, gonna come your way"
He never could resist a sinner
[CHORUS:]
Michael, row the boat ashore,
Hallelujah.
Michael, row the boat ashore,
Hallelujah.
Sister, help to trim the sails,
Hallelujah.
Sister, help to trim the sails,
Hallelujah.
[CHORUS]
River Jordan is chilly and cold,
Hallelujah.
Chills the body but not the soul,
Hallelujah.
[CHORUS]
River is deep,
And river is wide,
Hallelujah.
Milk and honey,
On the other side,
Hallelujah.
(M. Beecroft, J. Collins, G. Coulson, J. Heslip, P. Luciano)
This won't be a surprise to you
I guess giving up is the best that I can do
This is where it has to end
So, where do I start, tell me where do I begin?
Isn't there some place that you'd rather be
Spending your nights with the one that you need
Any fools knows what you're feeling for him
So I've got to swallow my pride
It's time we both said goodbye
Chorus:
You talk a little to much about Michael
I watch your eyes follow him when he walks in the room
You talk a little to much about Michael
'Cause if he's all that you have to talk about
I just know that he's all that you dream about
It's breaking my heart 'cause there is no doubt
You'd rather be with Michael
I could never, ever hate you
Time after time we've tried to work this through
So I'll try and make this as easy as can be baby
Since you don't want to stay but you don't know how
I know there's someplace that you'd rather be
Somebody's waiting for you patiently
Put aside all the guilt you may feel
'Cause your heart longs for the day
To go our separate ways
Chorus
It's taken all my strength
To be all the man I can be
I must accept the fact
That you will never, ever, ever, love me
No emotion or so it seems,
His only motive is to hear you scream.
He wears a mask, can't hide his eyes.
You can't get away, but he loves it when you try.
No need to call 'cause your friends are dead.
Just try to hide behind the couch instead.
It's too late 'cause he's inside.
You're gonna have to find a brand new place to hide.
You can't hide!
The Shape appears behind the shadows.
The moonlight shows his bloodstained knife.
You can't run, you can't hide, you're not even safe
inside.
You won't survive this Halloween night.
No emotion or so it seems,
His only motive is to hear you scream.
He wears a mask, can't hide his eyes.
You can't get away, but he loves it when you try.
You can't hide!
The Shape appears behind the shadows.
The moonlight shows his bloodstained knife.
You can't run, you can't hide, you're not even safe
inside.
You won't survive this Halloween night.
No!
Within the fire and out upon the sea
Crazy man Michael was walking
He met with a raven with eyes black as coals
And shortly they were talking
Your future, your future I would tell to you
Your future you often have asked me
Your true love will die by your own right hand
Crazy man Michael will cursed be
Michael he ranted and Michael he razed
And beat off the winds with his fist
He laughed and he cried, he shouted, and he swore
For his mad mind had trapped in a mist
You speak with an evil, you speak with a hate
You speak for the devil that haunts me
For is she not the fairest in all the broad lands?
Your sorcerer's words only taunt me
He took out his dagger of fire and of steel
And he struck down the raven through the heart
The bird fluttered long and the sky it did spin
And the cold earth did wonder and startle
Oh where is the raven that I struck down dead?
That here did lie on the ground
I see but my true love with a wound so red
Where her lover's heart it did pound
Crazy man Michael he wanders abroad
And he talks to the night and the day
For his speech it is plain and his eyes they are sane
And he longs to be far away
Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes
As asks the wild wolves for their pardon
For his true love is flown into all flowers grown
I'm silent
But I don't want to be
Two tears, in this mask of insanity
I kill but, its far beyond control
Its cause demons, possessing my soul
I'm violent!
Oh yes, I tend to kill
I hide in shadows
And stalk you against your will
Undying!
What has become of me?
Run Jamie! Run! (To the top of the stairs)
Closed fists! Closed fists! (Grab a lock of her hair)
Halloweens tonight! (You ain't going nowhere)
Hey
Please loan me your heart.
It seems I’ve broken mine.
I roll like the thunder and I cry like a lark,
I’ve failed to keep time.
Its been so long since I’ve called her my own.
I know she’s alright.
She stole my heart.
Hey Mr. Lionheart,
I’m not afraid, I’m just not as brave as you.
You’ve seen the waterline leaving the shore while I can barely roar.
She stole my heart.
Hey Mr. Scarecrow,
Give me your mind because I’m loosing mine.
They’re calling it insanity, I blame it on calamity.
I’ve never been so down.
She stole my heart.
Within the fire and out upon the sea
Crazy man Michael was walking
He met with a raven with eyes black as coals
And shortly they were talking
Your future, your future I would tell to you
Your future you often have asked me
Your true love will die by your own right hand
Crazy man Michael will cursed be
Michael he ranted and Michael he razed
And beat off the winds with his fist
He laughed and he cried, he shouted, and he swore
For his mad mind had trapped in a mist
You speak with an evil, you speak with a hate
You speak for the devil that haunts me
For is she not the fairest in all the broad lands?
Your sorcerer's words only taunt me
He took out his dagger of fire and of ice
And he struck down the raven through the heart
The bird fluttered long and the sky it did spin
And the cold earth did wonder and startle
Oh where is the raven that I struck down dead?
That here did lie on the ground
I see but my true love with a wound so red
Where her lover's heart it did pound
Crazy man Michael he wanders abroad
And he talks to the night and the day
For his speech it is plain and his eyes they are sane
And he longs to be far away
Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes
As asks the wild wolves for their pardon
For his true love is flown into all flowers grown
Michael, Michael
Where are you now?
[repeat]
The curlew stood silent and unseen
In the long damp grass
And he looked down on the road below him
That wound its way through Beal Na mBlath
And he heard the young men shouting and cursing
Running backwards and forwards
Dodging and weaving and ducking the bullets
That rained down on them
From the hillside opposite.
Just as quickly as it started the firing stopped
And a terrible silence hung over the valley
A lone figure lay on the roadside
In the drizzling August rain
Dressed in green cape coat, leggings,
And brown hobnail boots
That would never again
Set the sparks flying from the kitchen flagstones
As he danced his way through a half-set
A hurried whispered act of contrition
And the firing breaks out again
The curlew takes to flight
And as he flies out over the empty sad fields of West
Cork
With his lonesome call
He must tell the world
That the big fellow has fallen
And that Michael is gone
On[G] a far off August day,cold young[C] men in
ambush[G] lay,
On a roadside on a hill where flowers[D] grow,
So much[G] hate for one so young,who was[C] right and
who was[G] wrong,
Though a thousand years may[D] pass we'll never[G]
know.
[Chorus]
Candles[G] drippig blood,they placed beside your
[C]shoulders,
Rosary[D] beeds like teardrops on your[C] fin[G]gers,
Friends and comrades standin by,in their[C] grief they
wonder[G] why,
Michael [D]in their hour of need you had to[G] go.
And when evening twlight came,gentle fell the August
rain,
Oh but you lay still and silent on the ground,
As we hung our heads in prayer,in our sorrow and
dispare,
We wondered was it friend or foe who shot you down,
[Chorus]
Now the flame that you held high,when you called out to
the sky,
To end this senselell killing and this shame,
Has now passed to other hands and is carried through
the land
By some not fit to even speak your name.
A fine song by Johnny Mc Evoy
The Easter Rising was a launching pad for Michael
Collins
At 16 he worked in England and joined the I.R.B.
There he became convinced that independence could
only be achieved by force.
He returned to Dublin Jan.1916 and durung Easter week
served as Joseph Plunkett's aide in the G.P.O.
He was discribed as the most effective officer there.
After the rising he was interned in Wales and while
there he set up a branch of the I.R.B. and after his
release in Dec.1916 rose to prominence in the
orgnisation
and became a dominant figure in the Irish Volunteers.
He went on to co-ordinate the republican campagne
Hey my name is Michael
And I'm 34 years old
I work for this city
At least I did two months ago
Here's a picture of my boy
And he's starting to look like me
He plays his first football game
Next week against the Chiefs
His mom and him still live
On Murphy Road in our old house
And after 3 or 4 boyfriends
She's finally settled down
He's a banker out of Baker man
You oughta see her ring
And that's what's going on these days
In my life without me
Whiskey ain't been on my breath
But it stays on my mind
And I ain't had a steady hand
In such a long, long time
The devil that lived in me
Passed on this past June
When my very own flesh and blood
Said, "Daddy, I hate you"
And these days I'm on time
And I get where I'm supposed to be
I don't sleep away the daylight
Or embarass my family
His mom and him are doing great
Without that drunk S.O.B.
And that's what's going on these days
In my life without me
Yeah, you think with all this taking, man
I wouldn't want it still
But with everything in my life is changed
I know one thing never will
Hey my name is Michael
and I'm an alcoholic
one of the fallen
michael, where are you now?
somehow in my excitement the last time you called,
it slipped again to ask your hidden whereabouts
i got a lead from your old triple ex-girlfriend, she said
"i heard he lost his mind again"
"again?" i said
i didn't know that you ever did
michael, where are you now?
sleeping through the morning in flannel impaired
getting high in southern air
shoeless, sandy eveing down the unfamiliar
last whiff of salt-water freedom
skipping shells in the dead zone
with the ghost on your side
of the state borderline
whispering
"take it. . ."
do you remember our first subway ride?
our first heavy metal haircuts?
our last swim on the east coast?
and me with my ridiculous looking pierced nose?
i remember your warm smile in the sun
the daydreaming boy without a shirt on
the birmingham barfly father
left the mother of three sons
you're the oldest juvenile delinquent bum
my best friend