Leroy_Williams, where have you gone?
You cannot just leave, when so many of us have your attention. You must be clearer. You must tell us more. Please Leroy.
The Greeks had a tale for this. They called him Laocoön, the Trojan Priest, who saw what was really going on. He saw the Wooden Horse for what it was. But what did he do? He just raved in tongues, so Virgilio tells us:
Equo ne credite, Teucri
Quidquid id est
timeo Danaos et dona ferentes
"Do not trust the Horse, Trojans
Whatever it is,
I fear the Greeks even bearing gifts"
They called him insane. They called him an imposter. They called him embittered and rejected, forlorn of Poseidon's favor.
O How they must have laughed!
The Wooden Horse went inside. But he was left outside. And not safe outside, Athena, furious, sent the sea snake to deal with him.
All he had to say was:
"Don't take that Wooden Horse inside, Fellow Trojans!
It's hollow, and there are armed Greek soldiers hiding inside!"
They would have understood! It would have been clear! They would have gotten it, had he been precise, to the point.
Please Leroy....we beg you. Please.....tell us more. What must we fear?
For you Leroy,
From Muse,
To inspire you.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K8uwcmDZL0I
"Time Is Running Out"
I think I'm drowning
Asphyxiated
I wanna break this spell
That you've created
You're something beautiful
A contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction
You will be the death of me
You will be the death of me
Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
Our time is running out
Our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out
I wanted freedom
Bound and restricted
I tried to give you up
But I'm addicted
Now that you know I'm trapped sense of elation
You'd never dream of
Breaking this fixation
You will squeeze the life out of me
Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
Our time is running out
Our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out
How did it come to this?
Oh
You will suck the life out of me
Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
Our time is running out
Our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out
How did it come to this?
Oh
You cannot just leave, when so many of us have your attention. You must be clearer. You must tell us more. Please Leroy.
The Greeks had a tale for this. They called him Laocoön, the Trojan Priest, who saw what was really going on. He saw the Wooden Horse for what it was. But what did he do? He just raved in tongues, so Virgilio tells us:
Equo ne credite, Teucri
Quidquid id est
timeo Danaos et dona ferentes
"Do not trust the Horse, Trojans
Whatever it is,
I fear the Greeks even bearing gifts"
They called him insane. They called him an imposter. They called him embittered and rejected, forlorn of Poseidon's favor.
O How they must have laughed!
The Wooden Horse went inside. But he was left outside. And not safe outside, Athena, furious, sent the sea snake to deal with him.
All he had to say was:
"Don't take that Wooden Horse inside, Fellow Trojans!
It's hollow, and there are armed Greek soldiers hiding inside!"
They would have understood! It would have been clear! They would have gotten it, had he been precise, to the point.
Please Leroy....we beg you. Please.....tell us more. What must we fear?
For you Leroy,
From Muse,
To inspire you.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K8uwcmDZL0I
"Time Is Running Out"
I think I'm drowning
Asphyxiated
I wanna break this spell
That you've created
You're something beautiful
A contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction
You will be the death of me
You will be the death of me
Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
Our time is running out
Our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out
I wanted freedom
Bound and restricted
I tried to give you up
But I'm addicted
Now that you know I'm trapped sense of elation
You'd never dream of
Breaking this fixation
You will squeeze the life out of me
Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
Our time is running out
Our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out
How did it come to this?
Oh
You will suck the life out of me
Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
Our time is running out
Our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out
How did it come to this?
Oh
