Cabbagetown
I was laying on the porch
As the bus drove by
Just talking to the dog
About thinking to myself
There are so many big ideas
We could talk about
But nothing that gets said
Gets us out of Cabbagetown
Oh, Cabbagetown
Oh, Cabbagetown
I will leave and I'll return
Oh, Cabbagetown
I talked to my old grandad
As he fell into the sea
He said "Time and tide are one thing
That no one understands
I talked to my uncle Jack
As he tried to talk to me
With a bottle in one hand
And another in the other
Oh, Cabbagetown
Oh, Cabbagetown
I will leave and I'll return
Oh, Cabbagetown
SONG: Siftin'
Siftin'...Siftin'...Siftin'...Siftin'
Siftin'...Siftin'...Siftin'...Siftin
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Victim Of The Game
Well, it took a little time
But I guess you finally learned
That promises get broken
And bridges do get burned
Youve been siftin through the ashes
Just tryin to find a flame
Holdin on to nothin
Youre a victim of the game.
You were standin way too close
To see it all fall apart
And there were things you couldnt hear
cause you were listenin with your heart
But you cant say I didnt warn you
Now theres no one else to blame
Theres on one quite as blind
As a victim of the game.
(chorus)
And it dont matter who you are
It treats everyone the same
All you needs a heart
To be a victim of the game.
You know its really gettin to you
When you take to tellin lies
And you can try to fool your friends
But yo cant look em in the eye
There aint no standin tall
In the shadow of the shame
When everybody knows
That youre a victim of the game.
*chorus*
Oh, you know, when I look into your eyes
I can really feel the pain
Starin in the mirror
At a victim of the game
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Speakin' O' Christmas
BREEZES blowin' middlin' brisk,
Snow-flakes thro' the air a-whisk,
Fallin' kind o' soft an' light,
Not enough to make things white,
But jest sorter siftin' down
So's to cover up the brown
Of the dark world's rugged ways
'N' make things look like holidays.
Not smoothed over, but jest specked,
Sorter strainin' fur effect,
An' not quite a-gittin' through
What it started in to do.
Mercy sakes! it does seem queer
Christmas day is 'most nigh here.
Somehow it don't seem to me
Christmas like it used to be,—
Christmas with its ice an' snow,
Christmas of the long ago.
You could feel its stir an' hum
Weeks an' weeks before it come;
Somethin' in the atmosphere
Told you when the day was near,
Didn't need no almanacs;
That was one o' Nature's fac's.
Every cottage decked out gay —
Cedar wreaths an' holly spray —
An' the stores, how they were drest,
Tinsel tell you couldn't rest;
Every winder fixed up pat,
Candy canes, an' things like that;
Noah's arks, an' guns, an' dolls,
An' all kinds o' fol-de-rols.
Then with frosty bells a-chime,
Slidin' down the hills o' time,
Right amidst the fun an' din
Christmas come a-bustlin' in,
Raised his cheery voice to call
Out a welcome to us all.
Hale and hearty, strong an' bluff,
That was Christmas, sure enough.
Snow knee-deep an' coastin' fine,
Frozen mill-ponds all ashine,
Seemin' jest to lay in wait,
Beggin' you to come an' skate.
An' you'd git your gal an' go
Stumpin' cheerily thro' the snow,
Feelin' pleased an' skeert an' warm
'Cause she had a-holt yore arm.
Why, when Christmas come in, we
Spent the whole glad day in glee,
Havin' fun an' feastin' high
An' some courtin' on the sly.
Bustin' in some neighbor's door
An' then suddenly, before
He could give his voice a lift,
Yellin' at him, 'Christmas gift.'
Now sich things are never heard,
'Merry Christmas' is the word.
But it's only change o' name,
An' means givin' jest the same.
There's too many new-styled ways
Now about the holidays.
I'd jest like once more to see
Christmas like it used to be!
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Lets Talk About Us
We talked about the birdies
That fly up in the trees
We talked about the moon
And the stars we couldnt see
But you keep on pretending
You dont know whats wrong with me
Come on, lets talk, about us
We talked about the good times
That made us laugh and sigh
We talked about the bad times
That brought tears to our eyes
Now, I think its about time
For you to realize
Come on, lets talk, about us
(hey)
Dear, I swear Ill love you, til the very end
But I dont plan on stickin around
If its just to be your friend
Weve talked, an talked, an talked, an talked
But theres been nothin said
The things that youve been talkin about
Just dont stick to my head
Sometimes I think, little girl
That your heart is filled with lead
Come on, lets talk, about us
Well, dear I swear Ill love you
Oh, til the very end
Well, I dont plan on stickin around
If its just to be your friend
Weve talked, an talked, an talked, an talked
And theres been nothin said
The thing that youve been talkin about
Just dont stick to my head
My darlin little girl
I think that your heart is made of lead
Come on, lets talk, about us
Come on, lets talk, about us
Well, well, well, well, well
Come on, lets talk, about us
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Talked Me Into It
I'll stand and hold onto
everything I wished for
I'm stubborn, but you talked me into it
You have the key to my mind
I melt in front of you
You turn me on without trying
You talked me into it
And I let you, at that time
I could have believed
anything you said
You ignored me before that night
but I was desperate for your attention
If I was psychic,
woulda wished for anything but you
You talked me into it
Into everything I wished for
I'm stubborn, but you talked me into it
Wondered if you knew I existed
I was enchanted with you
Never felt more forgotten
I'm stubborn, but you laughed
Said, I'll never leave you in the rain
I took your word, let you
Talk me into it
You're the only one that has
enough of me to love
and wish
You talked me into it
Banished me to the back of your mind
after all these years
Never felt more forgotten
I'm stubborn, but
I remember that night
When you talked me into it
But I stood and held onto
everything I wished for
I'm stubborn, but you talked me into it
Big Me
when I talk about it
it carries on
reasons only knew
when I talk about it
aries or treasons
all renew
big me to talk about it
I could stand to prove
if we can get around it
I know that it's true
when I talked about it
carried on
reasons only knew
but it's you I fell into
well I talked about it
put it on
never was it true
but it's you i fell into
song performed by by Foo Fighters from Foo Fighters
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Talked Myself Right Into It
(johnny vanzant -- robert white johnson -- donnie vanzant -- pat buchanan)
Alarm clock rings about a quarter after five
Ive been up all night
Raisin hell with some friends of mine
I take one good look in the mirror
But only one things gettin clearer
The way I live, Im lucky to be alive
There I go lying to myself
Said I wasnt gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it
Supposed to be to work an hour ago
When I pass that boss stormin down the road
Now theres an angel on my shoulder
Thinnkin she can win me over
Devils got my number dont you know
There I go lying to myself
Said I wasnt gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it
Maybe, maybe have I gone to far this time
Maybe, maybe is my conscience workin overtime
Nah
Theres a knockout georgia peach givin me the eye
Well if the truth beknown Im just a little shy
Turns out she wasnt alone
She had a six foot chaperone
But that didnt slow me down
Dont ask me why
There I go lying to myself
Said I wasnt gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it
I got no one to blame except myself
I said I wasnt gonna do it
Next thing you know here I go
Talk myself right into it
Talk myself, talk myself right into it
Talk myself, talk myself, talk myself right into it
Said I wasnt gonna do it
Here I go again baby
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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The Gossiper
(9/15/12)
She was well to do, and had more
Money than me and you.
She loved to gossip and put people down
it mattered not- who was around.
She talked about everyone that she knew
And wouldn't let you leave till she was through.
She talked about her neighbors and her friends
And put them down to the bitter end.
They said she was lonely and didn't have a life
But who in the world would make her " his wife"?
Now the years have taken its toll
And she's gotten very old.
But! There was someone " who had done just that"
And she became bitter and fat.
She had married at a very young age
To a man who was twice her age.
After a few years he passed away
And she became even more bitter and enraged.
That is when she started to talk
About all who was around
And enjoyed the fact of putting people down.
Soon no one came to visit any more
For she had closed all the doors
They had gotten tired of trying
To be her friend, when she talked
About them - to no end.
There was nothing that could stop
Her wagging tongue, even as she
Was in her dying bed.
She talked about the living and the dead.
When the time came and she was laid to rest.
They said there was two coffins laid in the ground.
One for her body and one for her tongue
So she could not talk to anyone.
(the comical moral of this story)
: Don't talk without knowing- cause
Your tongue don't know where it's going.
© L. RAMS
poem by Louis Rams
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Things in vague
Mind is talked about but not located.
Heart is talked about but not ascertained.
Ghosts are talked about but not captured.
God is talked about but in ‘faith' bracket.
We find it delightful to talk about
Things about which we are not certain.
14.06.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Talking To Yourself
you talk to yourself
because you can talk to nobody
because you have talked to the tree beside you
and it is not enough
to unload what burdens you
this thing that fills your head that bloats
your stomach
this hubris
this angst
this thing that kills the beating of your heart
which shames love and which
diminishes your faith
you talk to yourself because there is no sense
talking to them
these judgmental creatures
without ears and erased eyes
those that do not feel
those who have died ahead of you
and yet still pretend
to know and touch you
you talk to yourself everyday
now you feel so light and then you begin to flap your wings
and fly away forever
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Uncle Johns Band
Well the first days are the hardest days
Dont you worry anymore
Cause when life looks like easy street
There is danger at your door
Now think this through with me
Let me know your mind
Oh what I want to know
Is are you kind
Now its a buck dancers choice my friends
Better take my advice
You know all the rules by now
And the fire from the ice
Now will you come with me
Wont you come with me
Oh what I want to know
Will you come with me
Sister well I declare
Have you seen the like
Their walls are built of cannon balls
Their motto is dont tread on me
Come hear uncle johns band
Playing to the tide
Come with me or go alone
Hes come to take his children home
Its the same story the crow told me
Its the only one he knows
Like the morning sun you come
And like the wind you go
Aint no time to hate
Barely time to wait
Oh what I want to know
Where does the time go
I live in a silver mine
And I call it beggers tomb
Ive got me a violin
And I beg you call the tune
Anybodys choice
I can hear your voice
Oh what I want to know
How does the song go
Come hear uncle johns band
By the riverside
Got some things to talk about
Here beside the rising tide
Come hear uncle johns band
Playing to the tide
Come on come on or go alone
Hes come to take his children home
Whoa what I want to know
How does the song go
Come hear uncle johns band
By the riverside
Got some things to talk about
Here beside the rising tide
Come hear uncle johns band
Playing to the tide
Come on along or go alone
Hes come to take his children home
Come hear uncle johns band
(brother)
By the riverside
(aint no time to hate)
Got some things to talk about
(sister)
Here beside the rising tide
(aint no time to wait)
Come hear uncle johns band
Playing to the tide
Come on along or go alone
Hes come to take his children home
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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About My Very Tortured Friend, Peter
he lives in a house with a swimming pool
and says the job is
killing him.
he is 27. I am 44. I can’t seem to
get rid of
him. his novels keep coming
back. “what do you expect me to do?” he screams
“go to New York and pump the hands of the
publishers?”
“no,” I tell him, “but quit your job, go into a
small room and do the
thing.”
“but I need ASSURANCE, I need something to
go by, some word, some sign!”
“some men did not think that way:
Van Gogh, Wagner—”
“oh hell, Van Gogh had a brother who gave him
paints whenever he
needed them!”
“look,” he said, “I’m over at this broad’s house today and
this guy walks in. a salesman. you know
how they talk. drove up in this new
car. talked about his vacation. said he went to
Frisco—saw Fidelio up there but forgot who
wrote it. now this guy is 54 years
old. so I told him: ‘Fidelio is Beethoven’s only
opera.’ and then I told
him: ‘you’re a jerk!’ ‘whatcha mean?’ he
asked. ‘I mean, you’re a jerk, you’re 54 years old and
you don’t know anything!’”
“what happened
then?”
“I walked out.”
“you mean you left him there with
her?”
“yes.”
“I can’t quit my job,” he said. “I always have trouble getting a
job. I walk in, they look at me, listen to me talk and
they think right away, ah ha! he’s too intelligent for
this job, he won’t stay
so there’s really no sense in hiring
him.
now, YOU walk into a place and you don’t have any trouble:
you look like an old wino, you look like a guy who needs a
job and they look at you and they think:
ah ha!: now here’s a guy who really needs work! if we hire
him he’ll stay a long time and work
HARD!”
“do any of those people,” he asks “know you are a
writer, that you write poetry?”
“no.”
“you never talk about
it. not even to
me! if I hadn’t seen you in that magazine I’d
have never known.”
“that’s right.”
“still, I’d like to tell these people that you are a
writer.”
“I’d still like to
tell them.”
“why?”
“well, they talk about you. they think you are just a
horseplayer and a drunk.”
“I am both of those.”
“well, they talk about you. you have odd ways. you travel alone.
I’m the only friend you
have.”
“yes.”
“they talk you down. I’d like to defend you. I’d like to tell
them you write
poetry.”
“leave it alone. I work here like they
do. we’re all the same.”
“well, I’d like to do it for myself then. I want them to know why
I travel with
you. I speak 7 languages, I know my music—”
“forget it.”
“all right, I’ll respect your
wishes. but there’s something else—”
“what?”
“I’ve been thinking about getting a
piano. but then I’ve been thinking about getting a
violin too but I can’t make up my
mind!”
“buy a piano.”
“you think
so?”
“yes.”
he walks away
thinking about
it.
I was thinking about it
too: I figure he can always come over with his
violin and more
sad music.
poem by Charles Bukowski
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Talk To Me
After it was over, after the crying
And all the angry shouting
When we'd both just given up
And you turned and closed the door
I didn't know what was wrong
Anymore than I did before
Maybe it was over
When you stopped trying
Or when I started doubting
Maybe you don't care enough
Maybe I'm just scared you'll go
But maybe what was really wrong
Is that I still don't really know
Talk to me quietly, peacefully
Tell me what to do
Talk to me honestly, don't you see
I need to talk to you
I need to hear that we're okay
And say the things that I meant to say
So talk to me before
Before it's really over
When it all was starting
When I first met you
We couldn't keep from talking
I knew everything you felt
And I felt you knew me too
Now I'm talking to myself
Or I'm just yelling back at you
How this could have happened
How I could lose you
Or you could think to leave me
After where we started from
I'm too dumb I guess to see
But you can't go 'till I do
And you know
You owe that to me
Talk to me quietly, peacefully
I don't wanna fight
Talk to me nice and slow
So I'll know
How to make it right
I'm not afraid to take the blame
I'm just afraid we'll stay the same
And we won't talk until
Until it's really over
I don't understand
Why you're always mad
What could I have done
What could be so bad
Don't you wanna know
Why I never sleep
Look what we've become
From all these secrets that we keep
When it's really over
'cause I can't take it
Or you've walked out
For the last time
When these years are just a dream
And these tears somehow have dried
I can't wake up in my bed
And regret what we never tried
So please don't say it's over
Don't even think it
Just think about the good times
Think of all we've got to lose
And not who's done what to who
And when it comes time to chose
Think of who would still die for you
Talk to me quietly, peacefully
Make me understand
Say what you need to say
Find a way
Take me by the hand
The only thing I ask of you
Is please, for once, just listen too
And talk to me before
Before it's really over
Talk to me
Before it's really over
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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The Butterfly That Stamped
There was never a Queen like Balkis,
From here to the wide world's end;
But Balkis talked to a butterfly
As you would talk to a friend.
There was never a King like Solomon
Not since the world began;
But Solomon talked to a butterfly
As a man would talk to a man.
She was Queen of Sabea--
And he was Asia's Lord--
But they both of 'em talked to butterflies
When they took their walks abroad!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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I did many interviews, and went out and talked to many people and went to rallies. It was the same thing with menopause. I traveled around the country on talk shows and talking to women about.
quote by Cybill Shepherd
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Money talk's,
Money talk's,
Money talk's,
You know it say's it all,
You got it in your mind,
That money hast to say alot about human term's,
Every word that is explained here told me,
That money hast talked in society,
The honey of Humanity,
In the status of money,
If your'e indigent,
Many men will neglect all that you have,
Even humiliate you,
Only because they have money,
They mistreat others,
Money hast talked alot about what people do everyday,
Money is root of all not good,
Even most virus is from money,
Getting drunk talk's all about money,
Forever and ever men really love money,
We need money,
But some are very greedy for money,
Money talk's alot about fables and false spirit's.
poem by Abdul Karim
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Hippie Girl (full Song)
whe you express your mind
youre so smart and kind
i dont know any line
when im next to you all i can say is i feel fine
when you are with me
i hope you never leave me
because ill never find someone like you
that likes all the things that i do
youre the only one who thinks like me
and i will always try to agree
you know i need you and you need me
hippie girl ill find you
hippie girl i really need you
i need to talk about love peace and war
i need to talk to you and also see you more
hippie girl i look for you
hippie girl i really need you
i need to talk to you about music and poetry
i need you youre the only one that understands me
hippie girl noone like you
hippie girl always so true
hippie girl ideas so new
hippie girl hear so tru
ill listen to you and always be missing you
ill find you and never leave you
poem by Gabriel Martinez
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Light In Your Eyes
Something's happenin'
cause everything's different,
but everything is fine, yeah
Cause this is the good stuff
and yesterday is only what you leave behind
it's only in your mind
Chorus:
You gotta talk to the one who made you
talk to the one who understands
talk to the one who gave you
all that light in your eyes
all that light in your eyes
There's no use pretendin'
you (or it) never existed
til you saw the light, yeah
Cause you're just beginning
you haven't missed it
it's only in you,
and you know what to do
Chorus:
You gotta talk to the one who made you
talk to the one who understands
talk to the one who gave you
all that light in your eyes
all that light in your eyes
If the world wasn't the way she is now
you'd be mysterious
she's got more use
and give it to me
When nobody's happy
that's not the world outside
where everybody hides
Chorus:
You gotta talk to the one who made you
talk to the one who understands
talk to the one who gave you
all that light in your eyes
all that light in your eyes
You gotta talk to the one who made you
talk to the one who understands
talk to the one who gave you
all that light in your eyes
all that light in your eyes
Yeah, thank you, thank you
yeah, everything will stop
yeah, thank you, thank you
for the light in your eyes
yeah, thank you, thank you
yeah, everything will stop
yeah, thank you, thank you,
for the light in your eyes
for the light in your eyes
song performed by by Sheryl Crow
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The Return.
For the ones who would return from the hell,
Some unable to talk, others, tales to tell.
Of heroism and loud glories,
Or of sadder muted stories.
Boys return as men,
Men return never the same.
All return with some sort of pain.
27/06/92
poem by Guy Lipmore
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Dont Talk
[ dennis drew/natalie merchant ]
Dont talk, I will listen.
Dont talk, you keep your distance
For Id rather hear some truth tonight than entertain your lies,
So take you poison silently.
Let me be. let me close my eyes.
Dont talk, Ill believe it.
Dont talk, listen to me instead,
I know that if you think of it, both long enough and hard
The drink you drown your troubles in is the trouble youre in now.
Talk talk talk about it, if you talk as if you care
But when your talk is over tilt that bottle in the air,
Tossing back more than your share.
Dont talk, I can guess it.
Dont talk, well now your restless
And you need somewhere to put the blame for how you feel inside.
Youll look for a close and easy mark and youll see me as fair game.
Talk talk talk about it, talk as if you care
But when your talk is over tilt that bottle in the air
Tossing back more than your share.
You talk talk talk about it, you talk as if you care.
Im marking every word and can tell this time for sure,
Your talk is the finest I have heard.
So dont talk, let me go on dreaming.
How your eyes they glow so fiercely I can tell your inspired
By the name you chose for me. now what was it? o, never mind it.
We will talk talk talk about this when your head is clear.
Ill discuss this in the morning, but until then you may talk but I wont hear.
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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Keep Talking
For millions of years mankind lived just like the animals
Then something happenend which unleashed the power of our imagination
We learned to talk
Theres a silence surrounding me
I cant seem to think straight
Ill sit in the corner
No one can bother me
I think I should speak now ___________ why wont you talk to me
I cant seem to speak now ____________ you never talk to me
My words wont come out right ________ what are you thinking
I feel like Im drowning _____________ what are you feeling
Im feeling weak now _________________ you never talk to me
But I cant show my weakness _________ what are you thinking
I sometimes wonder ___________________ what are you feeling
Where do we go from here
It doesnt have to be like this
All we need to do is make sure we keep talking
Why wont you talk to me _____________ I feel like Im drowning
You never talk to me _________________ you know I cant breathe now
What are you thinking ________________ were going nowhere
What are you feeling _________________ were going nowhere
Why wont you talk to me
You never talk to me
What are you thinking
Where do we go from here
It doesnt have to be like this
All we need to do is make sure we keep talking
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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