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ARTS AND ENTERTAINMENTS ..................... .......................................................Not In Her Storm by Sauni I see the clouds rolling in and oh how it looks like rain And it is always I fight for the welcome change When it rains it pours on this heart of mine So, I take the storms I feel to her each time.But I know she has lived under her own pouring rain Yet under her water her heart still doesn't change She can walk away from what hangs overhead And, not in her storm, are words left unsaid.Not in her storm have I ever felt alone Her storm ends, so I, may find my way home It's for me that she pushes away her own rain So, that I may find comfort in calling her name.She lives in this world for the sake of another's heart God, how she eases the miles when worlds apart And she never wanders when your world falls through Not ever in her storm would she do this to you.She has wings that I know not only I can see Cause only an angel could find strength to carry me It's the way that the eyes can surely view How her heart's written so clearly in what an angel can do.Not in her storm is her work ever done And even in her storm she hands me the sun When her world is dark - I always have light And now how I hold the new color of night.She takes then she gives to an unhappy face So that many can find an awesome place I have been able to love her more every day And with her hand in mine the clouds roll away.Not in any storm that I will ever live beneath Could ever change what I hold here inside of me Not in any of her storms have I lost my angels touch To that angel out there, I love her so much. ........................................ODE TO JAMES DEAN ...............by Steve Runor & Whitney Kerting*...............................In the suburbs of Chicago you stay up and watch TV As you worry 'bout the caffeine in a cup of tea You haven't seen this movie since you were about sixteen And you find yourself lamenting for the late James Dean.CHORUS: Drive toward the light, though chicken you may be Drive toward the light, it's either you or me In a '57 Chevy that you haven't even seen You are dreaming of the glory of the late James Dean.At sunrise on route 80 west you've finally found a cause You will drive across the country breaking all the laws. You trade in your Toyota for a Chevy in Moline Now you're driving for the glory of the late James Dean.CHORUS: (first 2 lines stay the same) ... ... In your '57 Chevy burnished to a mirror sheen You are cruising toward the glory of the late James Dean.At the outskirts of Las Vegas you are challenged to a duel My a metal head in Spandex, he looks like a fool He revs up his Camaro as the stop light shifts to green Now you must uphold the honor of the late James Dean.CHORUS: ... ... In your '57 Chevy and your boot-cut Levi jeans You are righteous in the glory of the late James Dean.At the second mile marker you light up a cigarette 'Cause the 40 hits of speed you took have not hit yet You were tied around the hairpin when I came upon the scene And I offered you a chance to be the late James Dean.CHORUS: ... ... In your '57 Chevy, 40 hits of benzedrine You are shaking with the glory of the late James Dean.To avoid collision with two cars you steer towards the rail In the glare of my headlights your face looks green and pale When a spark flies off your fender and ignites the gasoline You are burning in the memory of the late James Dean.CHORUS: ... ... In your '57 Chevy, off the cliff you now careen You are blazing in the glory of the late James Dean.