The Left Bank...a cafe and gallery for Lit artists and art lovers

Arden said:
Wanders into the deserted cafe, and wonders what has become of all of the talented, friendly folk that used to pass the time of day here, chatting, sharing their passion for art and music...

:confused:

Hmmm, I'm feeling rather like a Bohemian expat recently--mind if I sit down in my all-black outfit, pull out my dog-eared copy of a Jean-Paul Sartre book, and listen to some Charles Mingus?

Roman
 
RomanHans said:
Hmmm, I'm feeling rather like a Bohemian expat recently--mind if I sit down in my all-black outfit, pull out my dog-eared copy of a Jean-Paul Sartre book, and listen to some Charles Mingus?

Roman
Morning!
Puts a nickle in the jukebox and pushes a dusty plastic button...


That's The Way
Miles Davis

Hearts of Fire,
Creates love's desire,
Takes you high and higher
To a place on the throne...

Hearts of Fire,
Creates love's desire,
Takes you high and higher
To a place you belong...

We come together on this special day,
To sing a message loud and clear.
And looking back we've touched on brighter days...
The future comes...it disappears

You can't find, piece of mind...

When you look way down, in your heart and soul.
Don't hesitate, cause the world seems cold.
Stay young at heart, and you'll never, never be
Alone...

That's the way,
Of the world.
A child is born,
In this world, to carry on.

A child is born,
With a heart of gold.
Way of the world,
Turns the heart to stone

You can't find, piece of mind...

When you look way down, in your heart and soul.
Don't hesitate, cause the world seems cold.
Stay young at heart, and you'll never, never be
Alone...
 
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