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Come outdoors, you'll soon be trashed and
swept away. The thought in your heart.
It makes you so afraid you'll
never come outside again.
This is a song that I wrote for you,
but you will never receive it.
You always carefully lock your doors.
Detest all kinds of whatever. May I persuade
you to go on holding on to this song?
National Geographic's Dangerzone isn't much
of a help. It leaves you pegged down to your
seat at home. All alone
Analyse the papers and you'll conclude that
it's very dangerous to go outside nowadays.
There is a chance that a plain falls down
right on top of your headwhile you least
expect it to so. But get a grip on your own
life and look way beyond.
You sit hours on your own.
What does it take to get you out of there?

song performed by by Undeclinable Ambuscade
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A Haunting Song!

A haunting song I hear comes like this..

The song.... coming..... in the wind…
The song coming...... in the wind…
The song coming in the wind...

The song spontaneously flows making eyes foggy…!
The song makes even the stone melt…!
The song makes even dead tree resurrect with leaves…!
The song kisses in many languages…!
The song makes forest animals listen with dizziness…!

When night Moon blossoms as breeze is walking,
A boy in blue colour stands blowing flute forever
And forever my heart melts in the thought of his love!

poem by Ramesh T A
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Resignation

You cant be right
Youre full of prejudice and spite
You think youve got me pegged but youre wrong
Out of my way
There is a consequence to pay
You think youve got me pegged but youre wrong
I am someone wholl burn the whole world down
Im the one to bring it right around
Youre giving up on me
But what else have you got
Youre losing sight
I wont give up without a fight
You think youve got me pegged but youre wrong
Im not afraid
Ill take the chance I have to take
You think youve got me pegged but youre wrong
You cant expect the world to bend to you
You only feed the fire of anger and our disbelief
I cant be everything to everyone
And I cant be everything you think that I should be

song performed by by Face To Face
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A Linda Song

Music: Barry Manilow
Lyrics: Enoch Anderson
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He never wrote a song for Linda
He wrote as though he lived alone
He wrote of dreams that end
And of sad brave men
Inventing worlds he'd never known
But he never wrote a song for Linda
And she was right there all along
Loved him back to life
When his luck ran low
But he never wrote a Linda song
He nearly broke his heart at writing
Linda kept him from despair
Standin' by his side
through the hungry days
But he hardly seemed to see her there
And he never wrote a song for Linda
And she was right there all along
The one real thing in his crazy world
And he never wrote a Linda song.
When the bills piled up
He couldn't pay
He couldn't dream no more
So he hitched a ride and he rode away
And he left a note for Linda by the door
By the door
When times got rough he'd phone her
Once or twice she took the call
Then she changed her number and she turned her head
And Linda never looked back at all
He'll never write a song for Linda
And she was right there all along
All he knows is no one understands
And he never wrote a Linda song
No he never wrote a Linda song

song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Sing Me A Song

Sing me a song,
A song you and I know,
A song that will put me to sleep,
This song that I always listen to makes me cry,
Missing you with every inch on my heart,
Knowing that you will not return,
Sing me a song,
A song that will help me forget about you,
A song that will heal my heart,
A song of forgiveness,
Just sing a song,
A song that can not be forgotten,
A song so memorable,
Only a memory,
Sing me song,
A song that we will love,
A song we can not live with out,
Just sing me a song,
A song that only you and I know.

poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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I'm Singing

I’m Singing…
I’m Singing a New Song…
Deep Inside my Heart…
It’s a Song…that is different from any other song I have sung before…
It is a Song of…
A Song of Hope,
A Song of Love,
A Song of Fate,
A Song of Peace,
A Song of Friendship,
A Song of Family,
A Song of Life,
A Song of Healing,
A Song of Strength,
A Song of Courage,
A Song of Light,
A Song of Flight…
My Heart is beginning to Soar…
I’m finally starting to Fly…
I’m Singing…

poem by Bleeding Heart
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Cry For The Bad Man

(gary rossington -- allen collins -- ronnie vanzant)
Well he walks so tall to be so small
Never met a man whos stranger
He lives his life for a dollar sign
And to deal with him is dangerous
He knocked me down but Im on my feet
Now Im so much wiser
Id rather quit and go back home
Than to deal with the money miser
Lets cry for this bad man
I sing a song for the bad man
Well, you treat me right baby, Ill treat you right
Thats the way its supposed to be
I put my faith down in my friend
And he almost put an end to me
Well I work seven days a week
Eight when I am able
When you take money from me you take food from my mamas table
Lets cry for this bad man
I wrote a song for the bad man
Oh baby you know who you are
Lets cry for this bad man
I wrote a song for the bad man way down in georgia
Well, you treat me right baby, Ill treat you right
Thats the way its supposed to be
I put my faith down in my friend
And he almost put an end to me
Well, when you take my money baby when you hurt my family
I go walkin through the swamps without no shoes
Step on a snake it scares you
Lets cry for this bad man
I wrote a song for the bad man br>oh lets cry for this bad man
I wrote a song for the bad man
Oh baby straight to you
Hes so bad, so bad

song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Gift Of Inspiration

I've wrote a love song
What's a love song for
She's got the look
Makes a grown man howl

She's got the way
Makes a free man stay
She's smart enough
Keeps the weaker men away

She needs it all
She wants it good in every-way
She's kind and sweet
Her luck is coming my way

I've wrote a love song
What's a love song for
To tell her that you care
In a simple way

poem by Dan Baruch
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Carefully

You are free to chose,
that’s why
carefully use every word.
Carefully measure every step,
if you don’t want to be swept.
Carefully do all you’ve conceived.
and…if you want to be believed
and… to achieve your aim
it’s not a shame
to start carefully a new song.
And it doesn’t matter if it is long.
If you carefully do all that
you will never regret.

Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Gotta Get A Grip On You

(r palmer/ a powell)
I can't tell temptation from chance
You are gonna have to lead me a dance
You are stepping so treacherously
It makes me wonder why it's gettin' to me
Gotta get a grip on you, gotta get a grip on you girl
I can't tell patience from fear
You are gonna have to take it from here
I like the way you carry on
It makes me want to sing this song
Gotta get a grip on you, gotta get a grip on you girl
Gotta get a grip on you
Gotta get a grip on you,
Gotta get a grip on you
Gotta get a grip on you
You know i can't tell temptation from chance
You are gonna have to lead me a dance
You are stepping so treacherously
It makes me wonder why it's gettin' to me
Gotta get a grip on you, gotta get a grip on you girl
Gotta get a grip on you, gotta get a grip on you girl
Come to grips with you
Gotta get a grip on you,
Come to grips with you
Gotta get a grip on you
Come to grips with you

song performed by by Robert Palmer
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Touch Of Love

I Have A Wish
A Wish To Touch
To Touch The Surface Of A Piano
And Play My Song
My Song Of My Hope
Just For You
My One And Only Love
Dream
Hope
And Life
To Let You Hear The Sound
The Sound Of My Heart
That Loves And Care
For You
Till That Day
The Day Of My Heart
The Day Of This Heart Falls
Falls Apart
But I Will
I Will Keep Playing This
This Song
The Song Of My Hope
I Will Keep Hopeing
To Let You Feel My Song
My One And Only Song
That I Have
Have Put My Life Into
And Just
Just To Let You
And Only For You
To Hear
I Will Keep Playing
Until My Life Break
My Life End
And Goes Away
Go To Your Heart
And Hope It Stays
Stays There Forever
LIke I Wish I Would
Just Like
Like From The Very Beginning
I Saw You
With My Eyes
As You Meet Mine.

poem by Piitaa Lefex
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Song of the World

such a wonderful song
song of life
song of death
wedding song
famine song
happy song
sad song
love song
all-american song
bullshit song
druggie song
girls' song
sweet song
crazy song
MY song

poem by Rachel Stoddard
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If I wrote a song

If I wrote a song
~
If I wrote a song
What could I sing to you
To tell you about my heart
How it will stand by you
Never to let you down
To love you indefinitely
To hear your laugh
And watch you smile
How could that be sung
What would be our melody
The beat of two hearts
Laying together in perfect unison
Gently played into a night
The romantic ballad
Of a string quartet
If I wrote a song
How could I play to you
All that is in my heart
When I think of you

poem by Matthew Holloway
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Symbols Of A Song

The strength of knowledge and manipulation of words are powerful.
The rhythm of music and the sense of sound are controlling.
When these elements are merged, they form a song.
Two extremes in one mind-blasting theme.

A song is never to be underestimated.
It is symbolic of many aspects of life.

Have you ever tried studying work, hours upon hours;
And forget everything on the day of the exam.
But if you have heard a song at least three times,
You will find that you have memorised almost half of it.
Perhaps if you put your work into song,
It is guaranteed that you will pass any exam.

A song is never to be underestimated.
It is symbolic of many aspects of life.

A song can tap into your emotions;
It can change your mood to positive or negative.
It can influence the words you say and the choices you make.
There is always a message being carried.
Whether it makes the fullest of understanding,
Or if it makes no sense at all.

A song is never to be underestimated.
It is symbolic of many aspects of life.

A song can encourage others to sing along or to dance.
It can boost up worship to God.
It can sooth then motivate others to be cheerful.
It can entertain people and draw them to dance.
This is persuaded by commands in a song,
Or just those soothing music vibes makes you want to move.

A song is never to be underestimated.
It is symbolic of many aspects of life.

poem by SarahLee Emilaire
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Got A Hold On Me

Got A Hold On Me
You're standing over me
Sometimes I hardly breathe at all
I need a little room
I need a lot of moon
I got to find it soon or I'll fall
Into the emptiness
Into the dark abyss
Too deep to climb the walls
Sometimes I want to flee
But that could never be
You got a hold on me
You got a hold on me
And I'm dancing to your song
You got a hold on me
And it's my heart you're holding on

You got the sweetest smile
You got a certain style

And I can never get enough
Of the way you move
And the way we groove
When it's feeling right to the touch
Then you turn around
And you stomp me down
And you want to call it love
You know it makes me bleed
But I could never leave
You got a hold on me

You got a hold on me
And I'm dancing to your song
You got a hold on me
And it's my heart you're holding on

You got a hold on me
I keep dancing to your song
You got a hold on me
And it's my heart you're holding on

song performed by by Shania Twain from Shania Twain
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Their evensong; my pleasure for friend Thad

I sit outside the monastery
and pass an hour pleasantly
Listening to the brothers chant
I find their plain song elegant.

I wonder why, it puzzles me
Why do some men voluntarily
decide upon monastic life.
Are they afraid of worldly strife.

It seems to me that they retreat
from normal life; admit defeat.
I’m sure they see it differently
To me it is a mystery.

What can they possibly achieve.
This question really baffles me.
I must suppose that they believe.
It’s pleasing to their deity.

But I am not a Christian
I have my own philosophy.
More suited to a simple man.
Which is all I claim to be.

They have a choice they can decide
to worship God in their own way.
I am content to sit outside
I do not have the right to say.

What they should do or should not do.
My own motto is tolerance
that’s why I come to listen to
the plain song. which my ears entrance.

When night falls and all is still.
The final notes have died away.
I exercise my own free will
and rise to make my homeward way.

My God does not expect me to
stick to a rigid discipline.
The way the brothers have to do.
To pray or not the choice is mine.

14/07/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Shadows Of Light

Somewhere in shadow hides my fate, I am at ease to live and wait.
For all the years I've lived thus long, are merely first chords of a song.
The song of standing on my own, just me to face the great unknown.
The song of having to ignite, the flame that makes my future bright.
The song of success sings at last, my future path set hard and fast.
Marching at my own pace seems, the only way to realise dreams.

Schooling years just begun; those teenage years one more re-run.
The song of study as I yearn to know those things still yet to learn.
College, Uni, all so new, reviewing actions, see things through.
Equipped at last for the big OE, decision time; where shall it be?
The song of bustle, in some city, toil is tough; now that's a pity.
The song of outdoors hot and dry, always free beneath blue sky.

Songs from memory call me home, call for me no more to roam.
Home once more among the fold, dormant thoughts yet to unfold.
Meet the one with whom to share, secret moments all too rare.
The song of partner, my own family, contented days and years to be.
The song of children's cries of glee, excitement building joy the key.
The song within of being free, found at last what's meant too be.

poem by Rod Morris
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