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Andrea Corr and John Brightman

Posted by Brightman on February 25, 2008, 11:50 pm
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[[In this crazy dream imagination, John Brightman and Andrea Corr take a taxi coucher home.]]

[[The song SHAME ON YOU Andrea's own is up in the air next to Shakira's NO and Enrique Iglesias Por Amarte. And also Mark Anthony's YOU SANG TO ME and Martika's Toy Soldier.]]

[[At Home]]

John Brightman: You keep saying enjoy, enjoy now. You keep saying Shame on you. To keep me from my love. To keep my love from me as you would say.

Andrea Corr: I love you. What do you think I'm saying?

John Brightman: It sounds like your saying you hate me???

Andrea Corr: No...Look, when you see me, don't keep to yourself, don't walk on not saying anything. Thats where I came up with SHAME ON YOU to keep my love from me. That you kept yourself from me. Shame on you for that. You get it.

John Brightman: Andrea can I tell you something?

Andrea Corr: Yes.

John Brightman: All this beautiful world perfect picture love, thats crap. In that world no such thing as rape exist. A love so corny, and everything is right, yet, reality tells me another story.

Andrea Corr: I totally agree with you. I love you John. I know you are truely on my side.

John Brightman: You see gangsters, they know that rape exist and know that white people tend to be so corny. You see white people let gangsters tell them. But I don't let a gangster tell me what life is. Thats when white people say, who the hell does the spanish one think he is? -Then Blacks and whites join together. You see white people join with black gangsters to stick it to the smart spanish man. Me. But to me, I figured that whimper act out. I don't know why its impressive because that just tells me white people can't fight their own battle.

Andrea Corr: Hahahahahaha. John Brightman, I am with you.

John Brightman: Andrea, if you do love me, you can't do this your way.

Andrea Corr: Why not?

John Brightman: Because like when I bench press 315 pounds, I know is a bit brute, but its still something difficult. If we do things your way, and if this were bench pressing, I don't know that you require a degree of difficulty that seperates a person that loves you from all the rest. Because if a person doesn't care to do well with himself, then that person doesn't care about himself enough to be with you. And on my own, alone, fighting to not be skeptical, I stood my own ground. Didn't really ask for help.

Andrea Corr: .........John, its okay. ...I think you are right. Your dream. Your world. I love you John. Let my music be music that signifies you to be in victory.

John Brightman: I would like that. Very much.

Andrea Corr: Then let it be.

John Brightman: Thank you Andrea. And you can tell George Bush I said he can visit my house.

Andrea Corr: Hahahahaha. John, he ain't in the picture. Don't think away from your dream.

John Brightman: Andrea, I love you. I mean it. I mean, let bench pressing for me say that. Because how much does a person love you? And I ain't talking about some crap where a guy weighs 225 pounds and bench presses 315 pounds and is trying to imply the same. I ain't like that.My devotion is topper and nobody gets near it. Others throw punches and call themselves great for it because they can't get near the strength.

Andrea Corr: Brightman, I love you. I love the man that stands alone. Not mamma's boy.

John Brightman: Thank you Andrea. I love you to.......