Findings:
Here's the stuff we found when you searched for "The Trail where they cried"
- Live so that they cry when you're born and laugh when you die
- The imaginary world where I make up things and they are true
- Where have my wings gone? They are hidden, embarrassed to be seen.
- Let's run away to where the shooting stars fall and meet them when they land
- from where I stand I can see they have already won
- Where do they keep the car keys when they transport cars?
- Where Are They Now?
- they gather between lifetimes where the water shines
- Where do they go? (The words unsaid)
- We left our dead where they lay and the sand preserved them
- Honk if your horn is broken: Where do they get these stupid stickers?
- Where do dogs get their Vitamin C from, when they don't eat fruits?
- Stupid's Cries
- The four-eyed girl could make me cry
- If everything you do is a cry for help, no one will listen
- They all lived happily ever after
- What Have They Done to the Rain
- Moments such as these are superfluous to my life; nevertheless, they deserve to be remembered.
- They forgot to give me the operating system!
- The Things They Carried
- They tuck you up, your Mum and Dad
- They Bribe the Lazy Quadling
- Most of the men were disillusioned long before they met her
- No, they are not stupid
- Beliefs become religious when they become self-referential
- While they were revolting, we grew nostalgic
- I never remembered my dreams until they started being about you
- They looked up at their moon and saw a peculiar bright spot
- Trail your finger through the air, and then tell me you can't feel it
- Dusty's Trail
- Ho Chi Minh Trail Mix
- Where's My Footrub
- Printing something to find out where the printer is
- Where Are You Tonight?
- Dude, Where's My Car?
- All right. She can fly circles around Uranus, but where's the bathroom?
- Home is where the hardware is
- Where do I begin?
- Christmas where the gum trees grow
- where am i 7_root (category)
- the space where you are needs your help to be empty again
- Cry for San Francisco
- I cry your mercy--pity--love!--aye, love!
- Cry me a river
- People will do anything stupid if they read it on a sign
- They moved like a river
- Winners don't do drugs, they just sell them
- They Know Me
- Stand back from the doors or they might kill you
- Why can't they get out of The Matrix on cellular phones?
- They took my job. They took my hands.
- I could not hear the echo of my steps as I descended nor the sounds of animals, for they were hiding
- The Fun They Had
- Things never were what they used to be
- if they forget me, I just might disappear
- They love me in San Francisco
- Ho Chi Minh Trail
- National Trails System Act
- Know where your towel is
- Where the hell did that font come from?
- Where are all the lesbians?
- When people ask "Where are you from?" I have to think for a minute
- But where the bones had landed, things began to grow
- If you don't know where you're going, any path will take you there
- We Know Where You Live
- Where's George
- Where's George?
- Readers Be Where? (e2poll)
- To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring - it was peace.
- Sky Cries Mary
- The boy who cried censorship
- Ten years later my mother cried again
- I saw her clothes piled on the floor, and I cried for her
- Matty Cries
- Candide and His Valet Arrive in the Country of El Dorado--What They Saw There
- Everybody Eats When They Come to My House
- Ernie and Bert are not gay. They're puppets. They don't even have legs.
- if you're lucky, they fuse into something bright and astonishing
- I want them to go out as unseen as they came
- Kids that age think they know it all
- What they don't know can't hurt them
- though they could speak and had beautiful voices
- They did not forgive us, she thought. We will surely die.
- Don't count your chickens before they hatch
- They shared a love of impermanence, briefly
- They say all you need is love, but chocolate doesn't hurt either.
- people do, on the whole, have the right to be who they want to be
- Trail of Broken Treaties
- Revenge of Nature Trail to Hell (in 3-D): A Very Appalachian E2 Gathering... OF DOOM!
- I want my trail to grow over and disappear, but now someone is reading it.
- Where the Hell Is Bill?
- old chestnut: where did the other square go?
- Garden of Eden
- Where two fight, third one wins
- Where is your god now?
- He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
- Where is God?
- Where two roads once diverged
- Where to little girl, where to…?
- Listen, we ended up ruined. I find my answers where I can.
- Where does a storm begin?
- There's no "proper" way to cry politely in public
- It's so easy to say you cried yourself to sleep. It's so hard to do.
- hue and cry
- They hit each other, like fucking Christ intended!
- What Have They Done to the Rain?
- They couldn't install the DSL.
- But, my dear sir, if you educate them, they will no longer be Baptists
- My fingers find the well-loved throat they seek
- Too bad they don't make one for your heart...
- Before they were famous
- To the Leaven'd Soil They Trod
- They inspire me
- They grow up. No one told me.
- they called her the Great Wall. she'd already been breached a thousand times.
- The Trail
- My car es El Coche Magnifico, or: The Oregon Trail Rally eats my dust
- The Katy Trail
- Where's Wally?
- Languages where numbers are lvalues
- Where the Buffalo Roam
- Where Once Life Was
- Where are those polar bears getting all that Coca-Cola?
- A retreat where memories linger
- There are places in this world where mundane, forgotten things have learned to weave their own magic
- Meet me where the sun don't shine: The hideously cold January 2003 Oslo noder meet
- It's like this train. It can't run anywhere but where its rails take it.
- There is a Space Between your Shoulders where your wings used to be
- Where Have All the Flowers Gone
- Cry Cry Cry
- No Woman No Cry
- Cry Freetown
- If you have to cry, do it in the shower
- Hit by the realization that they are all getting to know you nodes
- "Sex, as they harshly call it"
- Why girlfriends get annoyed when they remember things you don't
- They hum like angels
- How they Matched the Fuddles
- B Battery
- He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
- They are building a fence around the sidewalk
- The Day They Stole Brian Eno (document)
- Because, you think, Maybe They Are Delicious.
- They say the prettiest girls get to be angels
- What They Did To the Desert People
- Bruce Trail
- The significance of white jet trails against the blue/pink sky
- Trail Dust Steak House
- where
- windows where I can look out
- where the Maidens' inviolate garden lies
- Where is Harrison Ford's movie career going?
- November 4, 1995
- Scooby-Doo, Where Are You?
- Where is My Mind?: A Tribute to the Pixies
- Put That Thing Back Where it Came From or So Help Me
- From Death to Passwords Where You're a Paper Aeroplane
- Meanwhile, the PILOT, who has been laughing hysterically through the entire sequence, finally loses it. He falls out of his chair and bangs his head against the computer panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
- Above the crowd, up to where being small is an advantage.
- cry for help
- don't cry over spilled milk
- Why we cry
- Go cry, emo kid
- Things that a fetus would say if it could speak
- I know they are watching me
- Why are estate agents so superior, after all they ARE estate agents?
- They Fight the Invisible Bears
- When left long enough, students will always discuss cartoons they watched as kids
- When you kill people they die
- They do not know how immortal, but I know
- They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars
- So they caught Saddam Hussein
- They were looking for God but found religion instead
- Most men will not swim before they are able to
- sam, they dont liste (user)
- Trail
- wine trail
- Constitution Trail
- answer: where did the other square go?
- Where angels fear to tread
- Where the stadium money came from
- The envelope held fingernail parings and a note which read, "There are more where these came from"
- I have dreadlocks and I don't know where the pot is
- Where's Rabbi Waxman?
- where it always rains
- Henry Shreve
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