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Lets create a theme song ♫

Progster, Lots of good words in that song.


"She can't stop pacing
She never felt so alive
Her thoughts are racing
Set on overdrive

It takes a village
This she knows is true
They're expecting her
And she's got work to do

He helplessly stands by
It's meaningless to try
As he rubs his red-rimmed eyes
He says "I've never seen her get this bad
Even though she seems so high"
He knows that she can't fly
And when she falls out of the sky

He'll be standing by
She was raised in a small midwestern town
By a charming and eccentric loving father
She was praised as the perfect teenage girl
And everyone thought highly of her
And she tried everyday
With endless drive
To make the grade

Then one day
She woke up to find
The perfect girl
Had lost her mind
Once barely taking a break
Now she sleeps the days away
She helplessly stands by
It's meaningless to try
All she wants to do is cry
No one ever knew she was so sad
Cause even though she gets so high
And thinks that she can fly
She will fall out of the sky

But in the face of misery
She found hopefulness
Feeling better
She had weathered
This depression

Much to her advantage
She resumed her frantic pace
Boundless power
Midnight hour
She enjoyed the race"
 
Progster, Lots of good words in that song.


"She can't stop pacing
She never felt so alive
Her thoughts are racing
Set on overdrive

It takes a village
This she knows is true
They're expecting her
And she's got work to do

He helplessly stands by
It's meaningless to try
As he rubs his red-rimmed eyes
He says "I've never seen her get this bad
Even though she seems so high"
He knows that she can't fly
And when she falls out of the sky

He'll be standing by
She was raised in a small midwestern town
By a charming and eccentric loving father
She was praised as the perfect teenage girl
And everyone thought highly of her
And she tried everyday
With endless drive
To make the grade

Then one day
She woke up to find
The perfect girl
Had lost her mind
Once barely taking a break
Now she sleeps the days away
She helplessly stands by
It's meaningless to try
All she wants to do is cry
No one ever knew she was so sad
Cause even though she gets so high
And thinks that she can fly
She will fall out of the sky

But in the face of misery
She found hopefulness
Feeling better
She had weathered
This depression

Much to her advantage
She resumed her frantic pace
Boundless power
Midnight hour
She enjoyed the race"
Glad you printed out the words, because I can't hear individual words any more - everything runs together.
 

I wasn't born to follow either. I suspect many of us would agree. :cool:

Outlaw bikers are "one-percenters". Guess that makes us Aspies "two-percenters". ;)
 
We need to write a song with sadness, deep sorrow, intense pain, pacing, lost, wondering, hopeless, love, happiness, joy, hope, uncertainty, confusion, trust, paranoia, fearful, strength, getting back up again. etc
I get knocked down, but I get up again.
 
We need to write a song with sadness, deep sorrow, intense pain, pacing, lost, wondering, hopeless, love, happiness, joy, hope, uncertainty, confusion, trust, paranoia, fearful, strength, getting back up again. etc
I get knocked down, but I get up again.

That makes me think of Badfinger....


Or Renee...

 
We need a guy like the guy with the striped pants dancing to our theme song. But everyone knows auties can’t dance. We can barely walk. Can we?

 
The quote in my signature is the main verse to the song "Daughter" by Pearl Jam. On the wiki page which contains explicit words so I can't post a link. He (Eddie Vedder) explains it is a song about a learning disabled child and the shades go down is reference to the child being beat by her own parents over it.
 
"Here we come
Stimming down the street
We get the funniest looks from
Everyone we meet

Hey, hey we're the Auties
People say we mope around
We're to busy a-stimming
To put anybody down

We go wherever we want to
Do what we like to do
We don't have time to be social
There's always something new

Hey, hey we're the Auties
People say we mope around
We're to busy a-stimming
To put anybody down

We're just trying to be friendly
Come and watch us stim and sway
We're of all generations
And we've got something to say

Any time
Or anywhere
Just look over your shoulder
Guess who'll be standing there?

Hey, hey we're the Auties
People say we mope around
We're to busy a-stimming
To put anybody down"


 
learning disabled child and the shades go down is reference to the child being beat by her own parents over it.
So many children's lives... I think we should have a national week of morning over the children living in homes that appear on the outside to be safe happy homes, but are an unspeakable nightmare for some child.
 
reading the title of this thread, this song came to mind:

I was born with no future, born to die without a chance
well, I refuse to play the hand that life has dealt
I'm as good as anyone, maybe better than most

all they see is imperfections, not the strength I hold inside
I challenge all who reject the force of will
'cause if I'm not good enough, if I'm not real enough then I will lie!

I am a child of the stars
and you can't keep me here in a world I don't belong
I need to fly among the stars

we are all children of the stars
don't feel I'm leaving, no, I feel I'm going home
I'm one step closer to the stars

they say I don't have a future, it wasn't mine from the start
I don't believe that man can live without fault
I'm as good as anyone, much better than them

I accept my imperfections, at least I have a perfect soul
I am the last to be born with free will
I've been luckier than most, not as lucky as some, but I will survive!

oh, children of the stars, gotta fly, gotta fly
feels like going home, I'm going home

if they take away my future, and deny me any chance
my imperfection is the demon here inside
I'm badder than anyone, more evil than them...
 

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