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Waiting for October (Lyric) by wilco
Checking all the locks to make sure you’re alone. Making no mistakes; The ghosts are free to roam. Staring at the sun. Hoping you’ll go blind. Taking all their drugs; Hoping they don’t mind. Shattered safety glass won’t cut like red balloons. Ensuring less appeal and praying in your room. When she waits, she waits alone. Pretty purple pills Waiting for their scene Time to celebrate The flowers been washed clean. What’s the matter dear? She’s waiting in the hall. Eyes are open wide and waiting for the call. The ghosts are coming through Through broken veins they weave. Open wounds and wine; and now they’ll never leave. When she waits, she waits alone.

Up the ladder: Death by rabbit
Down the ladder: Ending

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Weighted score: 5.6531434
Overall Rank: 2097
Posted: January 27, 2005 7:45 PM PST; Last modified: January 31, 2005 3:18 PM PST
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Comments:
[8] Shuushin @ 70.16.208.65 | 27-Jan-05/8:12 PM | Reply
"The flower’s been washed clean." specify flower - fix meter.

"The ghosts are coming through" - weak description - fixable.
[9] Dovina @ 205.184.70.141 | 28-Jan-05/11:10 AM | Reply
A sad wait indeed. For what? Seems like it needs to say what she's waiting for.
[n/a] wilco @ 24.165.207.93 > Dovina | 28-Jan-05/6:20 PM | Reply
She's waiting for October. I'd love to hear what you think it's about.
[n/a] zodiac @ 217.144.15.36 > wilco | 29-Jan-05/2:53 AM | Reply
The Albuquerque International Balloon Fiesta.

The Paris-Deauville Antique Automobile Race.

The 'Head of the Charles' Regatta.

The World Series.

Simon Cowell's 'Incredibly Gay' Birthday Party.

[n/a] wilco @ 24.165.207.93 > zodiac | 31-Jan-05/3:19 PM | Reply
Mmm, sorry no. Good guesses though, Z. How's the land of sand, btw?
[n/a] zodiac @ 212.118.14.17 > wilco | 1-Feb-05/5:47 AM | Reply
It's a rock desert, and simply awful. The good news is I can now speak Arabic Jive, which is dirtier than anything you can imagine.
[n/a] tadpole @ 24.55.116.186 | 2-Feb-05/1:33 PM | Reply
Have you ever seen that movie about the red balloon I don't remember what it's called but it almost makes ya want to cry at parts?
[n/a] wilco @ 24.165.207.93 > tadpole | 2-Feb-05/3:18 PM | Reply
Haven't seen it. Sorry. If I watch it will you vot on the poem though? '0)
[n/a] tadpole @ 24.55.116.186 > wilco | 4-Feb-05/1:31 PM | Reply
Ok, yeah, watch it and I'll vote.

Here's the info: The Red Balloon (1956)
about it:
"The late French filmmaker Albert Lamorisse made this classic, 1956 short work about a lonely little Parisian boy (Pascal Lamorisse) befriended by a large red balloon, which seems to have a will of its own. As with his preceding short, 1952's White Mane, Lamorisse took home a grand prize from the Cannes Film Festival for The Red Balloon, and the latter film also won an Academy Award. There have been some stimulating pieces of film criticism (some pro, some con) written about the aesthetics of this little movie over the years, but there's no question it makes for a touching, allegorical piece always certain to prompt conversations among viewers of any age." --Tom Keogh
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