The Song Fight Bulletin Board

(Vom Vorton)

I used to wake up for good reason,
but now it’s mostly habit.
Any chance to think of you
and my brain will surely grab it.
I’m not sure if it’s late or early;
it’s far too dark to see
that one hand points to twenty
and the other is just a little after three.

The house… it seems so silent.
I guess that’s how it should be.
But when you shared it with me...
I never thought it would be.
The echoes of your voice…
They haunt my memory.
My phone blinks to remind me
that the time is twenty past three.

The sound of claws on carpet,
the sound of paws in gravel
are not what have awoken me…
My brain starts to unravel.
There was a time I’d wake up
to the sounds of fear and violence
but nowadays my eyes are wide
in silence.

3:20
- Owl Chemist


All go unto one place; all are of the dust, and all turn to dust again.
- Ecclesiastes 3:20


Why let people go on living in misery? Why give light to those in grief
Who long for death, but there is none, And dig for it more than for hidden treasures,
They are not happy till they are dead and buried;
God keeps their future hidden and hems them in on every side.
- Job 3:20-23

Addict of illusion, cockroach in the night
Fearful of exposure, you you hate the light
Lawman says you know that you ain’t doing right
All your smoke-screens – seen through them

I will raise my hand and strike the enemy
Only takes a miracle to set us free
Life to bitter, light to all in misery
Foot long dagger – my message

Hey, kid, listen to what your mama told you [mama told you]

I’m standing outside your door, I call your name [x3]
Prepare to meet your maker

Alien from heaven, staring at the skies
Gonna leave the bad kine when the Boss arrives
Build my ship with duct tape, only few survive
Saved from water – like Noah

PC CH

Dust to dust – don’t you understand
Face to face you don’t need no middleman

CH

Prepare to meet your maker [x2]

< Hey, how's it going? I wondered if you wanted to go out for coffee sometime? ... >

Ιωάννης Ρωμαίους Α΄ Κορινθίους שְׁמֹות אִיֹּוב שֹֽׁפְטִים Κολοσσαείς Αποκάλυψη του Ιωάννη Φιλιππησίους Α΄ Πέτρου קֹהֶלֶת Γαλάτες

III:XX (LW / RG)

I.
There’s not a soul awake
except for you and the Devil
the idle hands of memory
leave you turning in your bed
the cold sweat and the dread
you can’t escape the thoughts
of all the bad things you’ve done
how you’ve gone and hurt someone

this is the witching hour
time stands still
this night will never end

you left a million scars
you count them as the minutes pass
there’s a desert in your throat
and the walls are caving in
why can’t you ever let them go
can’t wash the blood off of your hands
your late night confessions
still won’t absolve your sins

this is the witching hour
time stands still
this night will never end

II.
sic transit gloria mundi*
in ictu oculi**
memento mori
remember you have to die

timor mortis conturbat me***
timor mortis conturbat me
timor mortis conturbat me
timor mortis conturbat me (sleep in heavenly peace)
conturbat me (sleep in heavenly peace)
conturbat me (sleep in heavenly peace)
conturbat me (sleep in heavenly peace)
conturbat me (sleep in heavenly peace)
conturbat me (sleep in heavenly peace)
conturbat me (sleep in heavenly peace)
conturbat me
conturbat me
conturbat me


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* "thus passes the glory of the world"
** "in the blink of an eye"
*** "the fear of death disturbs me"

"3:20" - Third Cat

washed out flowers on my wallpaper
feeling lazy don't want to paint it over

these voices fill my mind
just give me silence

in a landscape on my loudspeaker
numbers floating seems like your messenger

these voices fill my mind
just give me silence

to be here now still as the rain falls
feeling how the sound forms magical walls

these voices fill my mind
just give me silence

3:20 B Mac

At 3:20 the doctor called...time of death.

Flatlined and finished she lost her fight,
Too young to be gone so soon,
Now a body in a hospital room,
Cops piece together the events of that night.

At 3:20 this became a murder investigation

The M O made this a likely serial offender,
He didn't finish, he had to rush,
She stayed conscious long enough,
To name the man that was to end her.

At 3:20 the clock started ticking on this monster

She knew this guy, just like all his other victims,
Befriended street kids for evil's sake,
They were in his home for coffee and cake,
Decorated his home with their personal items.

Now at 320 Belsham St, he's panicked ...he left a live one

He never made a mistake like this before,
He'd gone and picked the wrong kill site,
Too many joggers, too much moonlight,
Hastily he packed a bag and headed for the door.

He hits the road..his heart is pumping,
Voices screaming..head is thumping,
He hears the sirens getting closer,
Now he knows his run is over.

Caught in a clearing it's his last stand,
Holding an 8 inch blade in his hand,
This will be his last night,
Brought a knife to a gun fight.

At 3:20 the doctor called...time of death.

3:20
by Cavedwellers

It’s 3:20 in the morning
I’m here waiting for your call
Our long distance….so far
So far it’s not so good at all

We must beware of the traps
Be wary of the traps
We might fall into

I should be sleeping
But I’m up right now
And I’m spiraling down
I don’t know how I can act normal when you call
Everything is spinning around
I look up at the rain
I lose control

Why didn’t you call?
Why didn’t you call me?
Why didn’t you call?

3:20
by Berkeley Social Scene

Verse1
Working so hard for the man
Finally the weekend, escape plan
We can go get away from it all
Head out to where the trees grow tall

Pre-Chorus
I just want to lie in the sun
Lie in the sun and get high
The afternoon in Tilden Park
Just one hour away

Chorus-
Three Twenty,
an hour to go
The best time of the day
When we take it slow

Verse 2-
A puff for the head
A puff for the heart
Smoking four twenty makes us feel a part
(of) something bigger than ourselves
A brother and sisterhood
A family of green

Pre-Chorus
Chorus-

3:20
Pigfarmer Jr

My friends said to meet
Down at the usual place
Good ol' Jed, he set the time
So I hurry up
Can't wait to get a taste
I just bought another dime

I've been waiting half an hour
For my friends to arrive

They say 3:20
And I'm standing here
Standing here alone
They say 3:20
And I'm wondering
Where have my friends gone?
Where have my friends gone?

So I bought a bag
Of top shelf Jamaican weed
I can't wait to share my green
Now I hold it close
Careful not to spill a seed
I roll it tight, I roll it clean

I've been waiting half an hour
For my friends to arrive

They say 3:20
And I'm standing here
Standing here alone
They say 3:20
And I'm wondering
Where have my friends gone?
Where have my friends gone?

I've been here half an hour
None of my friends have shown
I've got not signal on my phone
It's almost 4:00
I guess I'd better go
I don't like standing here alone

I've been waiting half an hour
For my friends to arrive

They say 3:20
And I'm standing here
Standing here alone
They say 3:20
And I'm wondering
Where have my friends gone?
Where have my friends gone?

Nick Soma - 3:20

3:20 AM
I was lying in the grass
I had just woken from a dream
About the future, and the past

I touch your skin to see if you are real
'Cause I can't quite believe the things I feel
And there is something strange about your face
And why are we even here in this place?

4:00, we're lost in conversation
I find I'm losing track of time
Think I was in another universe then
But now I'm back here by your side

The stars, they say, are fixed up in the sky
Right now, to me they seem to move on by
I can't remember how this came to be
The swaying grass, the crickets, you and me
You and me.

4:40 AM
Still lying here, just half awake
You're telling me we should be on our way
'Cause soon another day will break

I touch your skin to see if this is true
'Cause I can't quite believe it's really you
I can only remember shadows washing over me
And then it was too dark to see
Come help me see...

3:20 (Carlo Bruno Jr.)

Ah! So cute cute people.
Shut up if you want me to love you.
It scares me that you are not capable of doing that…
 
You will blame me if i can't make it with flow.
Could you explain why you came to destroy.
 
On a siberian night I'm not as cold as with your noisy behavior,
that makes me lose my mind to that extreme where I lose the charm
and just want to start breaking your noses.
 
Was it so hard to be quiet for three minutes and twenty seconds?
 
Later you will not be able to say something about my guitar skills.
You pay, not to pay attention, so your money has another flavor.
 
On a siberian night I'm not as cold as with your noisy behavior,
that makes me lose my mind to that extreme where I lose the charm
and just want to start breaking your noses.
 
Was it so hard to be quiet for three minutes and twenty seconds?

Was it so hard to be quiet for three minutes and twenty seconds?

Dear bloody audience, I will not continue with the show.
I have just broken my fingers against your faces.

On a siberian night I'm not as cold as with your noisy behavior,
that makes me lose my mind to that extreme where I lose the charm
and just want to start breaking your noses.

Premise:

John 3:20-21 wrote:Everyone who does evil hates the light, and will not come into the light for fear that their deeds will be exposed. But whoever lives by the truth comes into the light, so that it may be seen plainly that what they have done has been done in the sight of God.

NIKOLA TESLA - Everything Is The Light wrote: Everything is the light. In my feeling and experience, the universe has only one substance and one supreme energy.

Life is a rhythm that must be comprehended.

First was energy, then matter.

I am a defeated man; I've not accomplished the greatest thing I could.

I wanted to illuminate the whole earth. To destroy the power of evil and suffering of which man's life passes.

Mankind is not ready for the greater good.

There are many fallen angels on earth.

It is necessary that a man suffers from time to time.

I've been so afraid of introspection. (The source of all disease is of the spirit.)
I didn't want to admit all my imperfections. (Therefore, the spirit, man can cure most diseases.)

Now that you're here, I see what I've become. (Man's body is a machine.)
I know what I'm missing, and what must be done. (I know my circuit and what's good for it.)

I can see. (I hear the thunder a hundred miles away.)

Now I can see just where I went wrong.
No one's an island and no one's that strong.

Now I can see: I failed on my own
I can't do this by myself.
It's time to come home.

And I see colors in the sky that others cannot see.
White is the color of heaven.

Ecclesiastes 3:20 wrote:All go to the same place; all come from dust, and to dust all return.

3:20, by Fisher & Diaz

“Hey Diaz!”
“Hey Fisher!”
“Look at the crowd!”
“Yeah, there’s so many people here!”
“It’s amazing how many people showed up to hear your ambient jams.”
“I’ve been practicing on my keyboard.”
“Okay, I’m re-reading this now, and actually it says that it’s supposed to be “ambience”, which is… faked crowd noises?”
“Ah well, whatever, screw it, let’s do it anyway.”
“Y’know, we got both. So it’s in there, whatever it is.”
“Yeah, let’s do this!”
“We did the thing, and the other thing, and that’s it, we’re done. No, we’re ready to start.”

This is known as an “Introduction”
Did we mention?
Found this a record convention
Stick a beat on “Love at the Greek” and then Fisher and Diaz think that it’s free jazz

Take a selfie with a Polaroid
Over time you will find that the picture has faded
The face which is so unfamiliar
Is also outdated
And not what you thought it was gonna be

Now I know this might sound dumb
There’s a place that we all come from
And I hope when it’s time to leave
There’s nothing left up your sleeve

It don’t matter how long you stay
Every checkout ends the same damn way
Flip the lights as you leave, if you please, by returning your keys
To the lock-box up front, RIP

We all go to the same place: we all come from dust… and to dust we return
We all go to the same place: we all come from dust… and to dust we return
Oh damn, don’t you know
Devil runs the numbers to and fro, and
I am flying high
Angels never seem to multiply to me
We all go to the same place: we all come from dust… and to dust we return

3:20 was the time today
Fisher and Diaz told the band to play
They've been going in and out of style
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile

3:20
by Mandibles

SOUNDSCAPE:
“Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me.” (Rev 3:20)

VERSE 1
- Here I am. I’m at your door. I see you the way you were before. Let me in.

VERSE 2
- Welcome home! Come join the feast. We’ll have a meal, just you and me. Please come in, and we will share a meal together as friends.

3:20
(Scene from an Italian Restaurant)
Boffo Yux Dudes

"What do we say to the customer?"
"Can I get you a soup and salad?"
"Do you want some bread-sticks?"
"How about some grated parmigiana cheese?"

It's hard - to keep up the act when you
Have to - restock the racks and you
Need to - use all your tact because
The 3:20 folks soon will be back, and they'll

Want the Never Ending pasta bowl with free breadsticks and...
Demand salad, with no onions 'cause they give them the gas...

It's hard. It sucks out your soul because
Old folks, just take a toll with their
Issues and questions untold like when
Dan asks if Blue Cheese is made of mold?

Want the Never Ending pasta bowl with free breadsticks annd...
Demand salad, with no onions 'cause they give them the gas...

Why do they come here?
Is it the ital-ian atomosphere?
They all should just stay home
(When you're here)
Authentic decor aint found here
(You're Family!)

Want the Never Ending pasta bowl with free breadsticks annd...
Demand salad, with no onions 'cause they give them the gas...

(WE WANT SALAD - WE WANT MUSHROOMS - DO YOU TAKE THIS COUPON?)
(WHERE'S THE BREADSTICKS? PLEASE, NO ONIONS - HONOR MY SENIOR PASS)

3:20
(djrangerden)

You're running out of time.
Perhaps it doesn't matter.
Your confidence is shattered
...or maybe it's just mine.
( They told you / they told you a time ..... )

--3:20's when they cut the thread!
3:20
You'll be no more --

Told you it was time
to look over your shoulder.
Told you it was time to put your affairs
in order.

You're running out of time.
Perhaps you do not care.
Perhaps you're unaware
your life is justified.