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I got a red balloon. it hang on a string line in my hand in the air. me alone with the balloon. nevertheless: somehow I made it to come inside the balloon & to float in higher spheres. there I met a lot of other red balloons filled with fellows who wanted to push & shoot me away in my red balloon. & I did the same way. after a while there was empty space around me & I feel now like a star sailor on the way to nowhere officially promised as the year 2008

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  1. Wonderful text, wonderful painting! It goes directly to my soul, which is floating too in higher spheres… but in a rainbow balloon! But don’t worry, I won’t push…

  2. Great post! Here are a few original New Year songs for 2008:

    Spread Some New Year Cheer
    Dr BLT
    copyright 2007 Frosty Rock Records
    [audio src="http://www.drblt.net/music/SpreadDemo2.mp3" /]

    *Don’t Fear the New Year*
    Dr BLT altered cover of Blue Oyster Cult classic
    [audio src="http://www.drblt.net/music/DontFearDem2.mp3" /]

    Here’s one for Dan Fogelberg, who recently passed away:

    *It’ll Never Be the Same Old Lang Syne *
    Dr BLT
    copyright 2007 Frosty Rock Records
    [audio src="http://www.drblt.net/music/SameOldDem.mp3" /]

    It’ll Never Be the Same Old Lang Syne

    It’ll Never be the same Auld Lang Syne
    words and music by Dr BLT Copyright ©
    Frosty Rock Records

    the paper said that you were dead
    that you had slipped away
    and the snow that fell upon the pages
    soon “turned into rain”

    chorus:
    and I realized
    it would never be the Same Auld Lang Syne
    and I realized
    that every year
    you’ll be missed
    and Christmastime

    December 19th
    just a day
    before my Starbucks show
    I heard the news
    and wrote this song
    about the songs you sewed
    your tender songs
    were sewn into our hearts
    and in our souls
    and Auld Lang Syne
    won’t be the same
    without your rock n roll

    and I realized
    it would never be the Same Auld Lang Syne
    and I realized
    that every year
    you’ll be missed
    and Christmastime

    time slips away
    and so did you
    you slipped away too soon
    and every year at Christmastime
    we’ll sing your Christmas tune

    and I realized
    it would never be the Same Auld Lang Syne
    and I realized
    that every yea
    you’ll be missed
    and Christmastime


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