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Radio Free Europe

Beside yourself if radios gonna stay.
Reason: it could polish up the grey.
Put that, put that, put that up your wall
That this isnt country at all
Raving station, beside yourself
Keep me out of country in the word
Deal the porch is leading us absurd.
Push that, push that, push that to the hull
That this isnt nothing at all.
Straight off the boat, where to go?
Calling on in transit, calling on in transit
Radio free europe
Beside defying media too fast
Instead of pushing palaces to fall
Put that, put that, put that before all
That this isnt fortunate at all
Raving station, beside yourself
Calling on in transit, calling on in transit
Radio free europe, radio.
Decide yourself, calling all of the medias too fast

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song performed by REM
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Sick Transit Gloria Monday

SICK TRANSIT GLORIA MONDAY
Or words to that effect,
The Latin teacher filled us with fear,
Demanding our respect.

But he's been dead this many long year,
Gone to Heaven or Hell,
SICK TRANSIT GLORIA MONDAY,
He never taught me to spell!

poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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In the United States in 2009, more than 10.2 billion trips were taken on transit trains and buses. So far, the nation has not experienced a major transit attack since Sept. 11, but the March 2010 Moscow subway bombings and earlier train attacks in London and Mumbai show that we must be prepared.

quote by John Mica
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Sic Transit

Sudden summer laughter wave lift-drifts. Lush vale
stirs startled, sweating afternoon. Echo's no avail,
for sounds are swiftly smothered, as if some spider’s veil
Present, Past, Hereafter, threads, cocooning mortal wail.

Slowly drifting over sun-sparkling sylvan stream’s
springs and falls, bright sunlit halls, where silver salmon teems,
that fisher’s mind recalls far larger than his life-size dreams.
Scene subtle, suddenly disturbed, is smashed to smithereens.

Beasts tied to dry land try Time’s patience, thresher’s flail,
Brash bipeds too, though new, shall pass, ~ such small detail, ~
their lice must perish too, should spiders tell spun tale?
Arachnidae survive where flies die, race over, trace trails fail.

The crush-rush mortals know no wind-blown stones record
when hush dawn’s blushing show will welcome silence sans discord...

(23 March 1975 revised 3 August 2007,27 May 2008 robi03_0053)

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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From Rochdale To Ocho Rios

From rochdale to ocho rios
From ocho rios to dorking
From dorking its back to rochdale
From rochdale to ocho rios
You spend half your life in transit
But thats just the way God plans it
Pack a shirt and some fresh pajamas
Thats all you need
Tried to get a flight out to san juan
But air jamaica dont fly on sunday
Gotta get a flight out to san juan
Because I wanna see the mama and the papa
When I look into your blue eyes
I bend the truth but I never tell you lies
I need my lover, I need your care
Understandings not enough to make it fair
From rochdale to ocho rios
From ocho rios to dorking
From dorking its back to rochdale
From rochdale to ocho rios

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song performed by 10 Cc
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A thought is an idea in transit.

quote by Pythagoras
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The last job I applied for was to be a bus driver for the Chicago Transit Authority in 1957.

quote by Vernon Jordan
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The immense majority of human biographies are a gray transit between domestic spasm and oblivion.

quote by George Steiner
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In light of the attacks on mass transit systems in other countries, shouldn't we be beefing up?... Clearly more could be done.

quote by Susan Collins
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Harry Is My Lover

A transit period and the love of a muse,
Harry is my lover and i have prepared my bed for him;
But i am very passionate about his sweet love towards me.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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