Flamingoes Fly
Lie by my side in the still of the night
And morning brings forth all its wondrous delight
You couldnt have made it more plain
When I hear that soft refrain
And I hear you gently sigh
I wanna take you where flamingoes fly, flamingoes fly
Way over yonder in the clear blue sky
Thats where flamingoes fly
Lie in the dark with the sweet sound of the nightingale
And listen for lark, and I will tell you a tale
Soft winds blowin, blowin outside
I wanna take that moonlight ride
When I hear you gently sigh
I wanna take you where flamingoes fly, flamingoes fly
Way over yonder, yeah in the clear blue sky
Thats where flamingoes fly
Silently waiting for that morning light to shine
Yeah, and Im looking at you, looking at me
And Im looking at you
And anticipating
Each and every, each and every sign
And Im looking at you, looking at me
And Im looking at you, looking at me
Looking at you, looking at me, looking at you
I follow the road that will take me, take me back home
And carry that load where the deer and the provincial angels roam
Happiness touches me now
Who knows where it came from and how, but
When I hear you gently sigh
I wanna, wanna take you where flamingoes fly, flamingoes fly
Way over yonder in the clear blue sky
Thats where flamingoes fly, flamingoes fly
Way over yonder in the clear blue sky
Thats where flamingoes fly
You see those flamingoes fly
Ya see those, ya see those, ya see those
Ya see those, ya see those, ya see those flamingoes fly
Look over yonder, look over yonder, darling
Look over yonder, darling
Ya take it by the ocean, ya take it, ya take it by the ocean
Mmm uhhh, take it by the ocean
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Flamingos Fly
Go for a ride
In the still of the night
And morning brings forth
All this wonderful delight
Couldnt have made it more plain
When I heard that soft refrain
And I heard you gently sigh
Wanna take you where flamingos fly, flamingos fly
Way over yonder in the clear blue sky
Thats where flamingos fly
Lie in the dark
With the sound of the nightingale
Listen for a lark
I will tell you a tale
Breeze is blowin, blowin outside
Wanna take that moonlight ride
When I hear you gently sigh
Wanna take you where flamingos fly, flamingos fly
Way over yonder in the clear blue sky
Thats where flamingos fly
Well were here and were waiting
For that morning light to shine
And Im looking at you looking at me looking right back at you
And Im anticipating
Sounds along the way
Looking at you looking at me looking right back at you, hey
Ill follow the road
That will take me, take me right back home
And carry that load
Where the deer and the provincial angels roam
Happiness touches, touches me now
I know where it came from and how
When I hear you gently sigh
Wanna take you where flamingos fly, flamingos fly
Way over yonder in the clear blue sky
Thats where flamingos fly, flamingos fly
Way over the rooftops of the houses
I heard it one time, I heard it one time in a lullaby
I heard it one time, I heard it one time in a lullaby
Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere way over the rooftops of the houses
Heard it one time in a lullaby
Heard it one time, heard it one time in a lullaby
(fade)
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Wild Blue Yonder
If you need a prison break
I will be the file in the cake
We will make a great escape
Into the wild blue yonder
If you need to chase the blues
I will be your running shoes
Well double back and leave no clues
Into the wild blue yonder
Chorus
Into the wild blue yonder
Where we can be free
Into the wild blue yonder
Im takin you with me
If you need to fight for love
I will be your boxing gloves
Cheering crowds will lift us up
Into the wild blue yonder
Chorus
If you need someone to care
If life is treating you unfair
Take my love Ill lead you there
Into the wild blue yonder
Into the wild blue yonder
song performed by by Diamond Rio
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Kindled Night
Put off the lantern.
I am waiting for the moon’s
primal face. The lesser flamingoes
were going to shed the pink color.
Nude as a python, the kiss
of pomegranates, kills by asphyxiation.
I suffer in the hands of protests.
The black ice now enters the eye of a needle.
A barefoot noun feeds the junta.
The butter babies will serve the poetry
of poor on the mats of principles.
I will remain unslept on straw.
A newspaper eats the story this side.
After the bloodbath surgeons weep.
An armless lover hugs a priest
for not calling the gods.
poem by Satish Verma
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Ageless
Too beholden to water of life.
It hurts deliberately when you were thirsty.
You break the bread in reflective mood.
Who will climb the cross today?
The sheen was wearing off the smug faces
Civil war was starting again.
The declinist god was weeping soundlessly.
Someone shot the flamingoes in flight.
Militias have started the bloodletting.
Painfully I was collecting the sounds.
A new world begins on broken plasma.
Electrons have shifted their orbits.
A dog sniffs a freshly dug mound of earth.
Instead of a body a wreath was found.
poem by Satish Verma
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Feelin Blue
Hey, look over yonder out in the rain,
Soakin wet fever in my brain.
Now, I aint certain which way to go,
But I got to move, sure.
Chorus:
Feelin blue, blue, blue, blue, blue.
Feelin blue, blue, blue, blue, blue.
Feelin blue, blue, blue, blue, blue.
Im feelin blue. Im feelin blue.
Hey, look over yonder behind the wall,
Theyre closin in Im about to fall.
Now Im no coward, but I aint no cool
Feel it in my bones, my book is due.
Chorus
Hey, look over yonder, up in the tree,
Theres a rope hangin just for me.
Without a warnin, without a warnin,
Things are pilin up to break me down.
Chorus
Hey, look over yonder, out in the street,
People laughin by, walkin easy.
Now, Im no sinner, but I aint no saint.
If its happy, you can say I aint.
Chorus
Im feelin blue (x6)
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Unbelieving
Today gives me an ethernal hurting
of the raging night, my moon had crashed
on the wings of flamingoes
While saying farewell to crying winds of the
creek when waves slapping sideways on crazy
shores of silence, another watchman of sweets.
Impared longing till it starts burning
under the eyes, so I am the priest and I am the god
of wasteland incisible in drifting dust
Of voicelessness on the doors of schizophrenia
in order to stay dane amist the freedom of violence
of uncaught heydays of drag queens in transgender
Era of dragons and quivering flash of tempers
between breasts of hills in a green sky it would
be sleepless mystry of gullible hounds
poem by Satish Verma
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Miracles
I dreamt I saw a huge grey boat in silence steaming
Down a canal; it drew the dizzy landscape after;
The solemn world was sucked along with it—a streaming
Land-slide of loveliness. O, but I rocked with laughter,
Staring, and clinging to my tree-top. For a lake
Of gleaming peace swept on behind. (I mustn’t wake.)
And then great clouds gathered and burst in spumes of green
That plunged into the water; and the sun came out
On glittering islands thronged with orchards scarlet-bloomed;
And rosy-plumed flamingoes flashed across the scene...
O, but the beauty of their freedom made me shout...
And when I woke I wondered where on earth I’d been.
poem by Siegfried Sassoon
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Pink Flamingoes and White Swans
This life of perpetual goodbyes
Is so sad and funereal-parlor depressing
That it drives me mad!
I might laugh hilariously
At the open grave of a friend
And extend him a hand
And pull his dead-ass
Right out of the hole
For one more shot of whiskey
Before his eyes
Are all dirt-covered with oblivion.
When I was five,
I thought everything was going to be
Pink flamingoes and white swans,
River moonlight giving way
To golden dawns,
Beautiful girls barely-clad
With delicate smiles;
I thought I would do it all with style.
Predictably, nothing has been that way,
Merely long days of discontent,
Disconsolate beneath streetlights and in alleyways
And every moment searching frantically
For a path of escape from debilitating loneliness,
But I now understand I’m here and I’m trapped.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Ocean Blue
Well you took me home
And you took me back
But deep down inside
The feeling just died and i
Couldnt see why
From indigo to royal blue
I travel far but no one will do
Anytime, anyplace
Every shape every face
Brings memories of you
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
Fair weather friends might drift away
When summer ends and skies burn grey
So I walk to the ocean
Pilot these shores
Just thinking of you
Its time we kissed the clouds goodbye
From now on its strictly blue sky
Come rain and shine
The outlook is still fine
Im thinking of you
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean ocean
Ocean, ocean
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
I stand at the head of the queue
Theres mutinys every crew
Wishin and wonderin bout you
Ocean blue
song performed by by Abc
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Fly Away Home
The bells toll for you today
To fly to your new home in
Yonder sky..
Spread your wings and fly
From down here below,
So, fly away home
Oh, fly away home
To your new home in
Yonder sky..
Our hearts are broken and
We fill so blue,
Many tears has been shred
For miss you so
We know you have pass through
Heavens gates
Your journey was hard but the
Bell toll
For you to come home in yonder
Sky..
So, fly away home
Oh, fly away home
Your great work you accomplished
Down here below
Have been awarded
Your memory will never fade
So, fly away home
Oh, fly away home
To your new home in yonder
Sky..
If I had not died I would have
Been a gospel singer..
But since I’d died I will sing
In the heavenly choir..
So, fly away home
Oh, fly away home...
poem by Carolyn Sears
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The Twisting Fifties And Sixties
Each generation has its own memories
But nothing to compare to the good
Old fifties and sixties.
These were the years of the birth of rock
Mini skirts and bobby socks.
A bit of jazz, a bit of soul
Putting them together it took control.
Then came ELVIS with his gyrating hips
Making all the young girls
Pucker up their lips.
Every song was a story to be told
And the concert tickets all were sold.
The MOON GLOWS, THE HEARTBEATS,
THE FLAMINGOES and such
Had us all hypnotized to this touch.
These songs would touch our hearts and souls
And dancing to this music
Our lives would unfold.
Our parents would scream and holler
And tell us to stop.
Then the twist came out
And their minds would pop.
They joined this craze that shook the world
Of every young boy and girl.
No other generation has been able to compare
To the love songs of yesteryear.
poem by Louis Rams
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Red House
Note: this is a diffrent version of red house than on the are you experienced? album. the lyrics are much the same but jimi's guitar is a lot diffrent.
Yeah
Yeah
There's a red house, over yonder
That's where my baby stays
Yeah
There's a red house over yonder, baby
That's where my baby stays
I ain't been home to see my baby
In about a ninety-nine and one half days
It's about time to see her
Wait minute something's wrong
This key won't unlock this door
Wait a minute something's wrong, baby
The key won't unlock the door
Yeah
I got a bad bad feeling
That my baby don't live here no more
She ain't comin' about is she
That's alright i still got my guitar
Look out baby
Yeah, look out
Yeah that's alright
Yeah haha
I might as well a go on back down
Go back across yonder over the hill
Might as well go back over yonder
Way back over yonder across the hill
That's where i came from
Cause if my baby don't love me no more
I know here sister will!
Yeah
song performed by by Jimi Hendrix
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The Bird Watcher (Part 1)
I plod through the leafy woods
The shadowy, coolly rain forest at the dale
Harkening the spellbinding tunes of trills
Watching the vividly coloured pretty fowls
Echoes of those feeble (But aloud) chirrups twinging me
Of those little birds I encaged in my early ages
Were all tremulous and dolorous sobs, but
Misapprehended unto chant sweet songs of rollicking
Encaging the birds is remorselessness
To set all those confined birds free, now I wish,
To let them spread their wings beneath the skies
And dry out their invisible tears in the fresh breeze of the freedom
The red and blue Macaws, the Golden Pheasants….
The birds of passage,
The settlers for the time being,
Blossom the trees with lurid variance of colours
The Green Turacos, the red Robins
And the tall milky Flamingoes with pinkish limbs
Creeping in the marsh and organizing their eats,
Deceive me the marshy land to be an enchanting flowerbed
Golden slanting rays and long shadows
The contrasting beauties of the forest
And the humming of swaying trees in the breeze
Embellish to the beauty to the trills & chirrups
May 11-2009 (Hawiyah - Saudi Arabia)
poem by Nooruddeen Mathilakathveetil
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Innermost Happiness
Let's go find that great blue yonder,
Far away from noise and rush,
A place where one can sit and ponder,
Silently, in a cocoon of hush.
With solitude, to rest one's senses,
Some time to grasp what life's about,
To knock down all those rigid fences,
And let your wildest thoughts fly out.
Allow for all your hopes to wander,
Into dreams that calm the mind,
And use the time in that great blue yonder,
Your innermost happiness to find.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Hear About It Later
Aint got no money, got no house on the hill
Tell me, honey, will your lovin pay my bills?
Neighbors gettin crazy bout the noise next door
Its a major violation, carried away for sure
See, Ive been tried and convicted, its winner take all
I want a run for my money, thats all
I dont wanna hear about it later
I dont wanna, baby I dont wanna
I dont wanna hear about it later
I dont wanna, baby I dont wanna
Yeah, Im walking, dont need no ride
No explanation, just wasting time, yeah
Ive been tried and convicted, its winner take all
I want a run for my money, thats all
I dont wanna hear about it later
I dont wanna, baby I dont wanna
I dont wanna hear about it later
I dont wanna, baby I dont wanna
You can try me at home, if it feels all right
But I aint home at night
You can try me at home, if it feels all right
But I aint home at night
I dont wanna, Ill do what I please
I dont wanna, Ill maybe do a look n move
Yeah, dont look at me baby
Yes, I better take my chances
I, I been dreaming bout tomorrow
I dont, I dont, I dont
I dont wanna hear about that, no
song performed by by Van Halen
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Anashuya And Vijaya
A little Indian temple in the Golden Age. Around it a garden;
around that the forest. Anashuya, the young priestess, kneelinq
within the temple.
Anashuya. Send peace on all the lands and flickering
corn. --
O, may tranquillity walk by his elbow
When wandering in the forest, if he love
No other. -- Hear, and may the indolent flocks
Be plentiful. -- And if he love another,
May panthers end him. -- Hear, and load our king
With wisdom hour by hour. -- May we two stand,
When we are dead, beyond the setting suns,
A little from the other shades apart,
With mingling hair, and play upon one lute.
Vijaya [entering and throwing a lily at her]. Hail! hail, my
Anashuya.
Anashuya. No: be still.
I, priestess of this temple, offer up
prayers for the land.
Vijaya. I will wait here, Amrita.
Anashuya. By mighty Brahma's ever-rustling robe,
Who is Amrita? Sorrow of all sorrows!
Another fills your mind.
Vijaya. My mother's name.
Anashuya [sings, coming out of the temple].
A sad, sad thought went by me slowly:
Sigh, O you little stars.! O sigh and shake your blue
apparel.!
The sad, sad thought has gone from me now wholly:
Sing, O you little stars.! O sing and raise your rapturous
carol
To mighty Brahma, be who made you many as the sands,
And laid you on the gates of evening with his quiet hands.
(Sits down on the steps of the temple.j
Vijaya, I have brought my evening rice;
The sun has laid his chin on the grey wood,
Weary, with all his poppies gathered round him.
Vijaya. The hour when Kama, full of sleepy laughter,
Rises, and showers abroad his fragrant arrows,
Piercing the twilight with their murmuring barbs.
Anashuya. See-how the sacred old flamingoes come.
Painting with shadow all the marble steps:
Aged and wise, they seek their wonted perches
Within the temple, devious walking, made
To wander by their melancholy minds.
Yon tall one eyes my supper; chase him away,
Far, far away. I named him after you.
He is a famous fisher; hour by hour
He ruffles with his bill the minnowed streams.
Ah! there he snaps my rice. I told you so.
Now cuff him off. He's off! A kiss for you,
Because you saved my rice. Have you no thanks?
Vijaya [sings]. Sing you of her, O first few stars,
Whom Brahma, touching with his finger, praises, for you
hold
The van of wandering quiet; ere you be too calm and old,
Sing, turning in your cars,
Sing, till you raise your hands and sigh, and from your car-
heads peer,
With all your whirling hair, and drop many an azure tear.
Anashuya. What know the pilots of the stars of tears?
Vijaya. Their faces are all worn, and in their eyes
Flashes the fire of sadness, for they see
The icicles that famish all the North,
Where men lie frozen in the glimmering snow;
And in the flaming forests cower the lion
And lioness, with all their whimpering cubs;
And, ever pacing on the verge of things,
The phantom, Beauty, in a mist of tears;
While we alone have round us woven woods,
And feel the softness of each other's hand,
Amrita, while -- -
Anashuya [going away from him].
Ah me! you love another,
[Bursting into tears.]
And may some sudden dreadful ill befall her!
Vijaya. I loved another; now I love no other.
Among the mouldering of ancient woods
You live, and on the village border she,
With her old father the blind wood-cutter;
I saw her standing in her door but now.
Anashuya. Vijaya, swear to love her never more.
Vijaya. Ay, ay.
Anashuya. Swear by the parents of the gods,
Dread oath, who dwell on sacred Himalay,
On the far Golden peak; enormous shapes,
Who still were old when the great sea was young;
On their vast faces mystery and dreams;
Their hair along the mountains rolled and filled
From year to year by the unnumbered nests
Of aweless birds, and round their stirless feet
The joyous flocks of deer and antelope,
Who never hear the unforgiving hound.
Swear!
Vijaya. By the parents of the gods, I swear.
Anashuya [sings]. I have forgiven, O new star!
Maybe you have not heard of us, you have come forth so
newly,
You hunter of the fields afar!
Ah, you will know my loved one by his hunter's arrows
truly,
Shoot on him shafts of quietness, that he may ever keep
A lonely laughter, and may kiss his hands to me in sleep.
Farewell, Vijaya. Nay, no word, no word;
I, priestess of this temple, offer up
Prayers for the land.
[Vijaya goes.]
O Brahma, guard in sleep
The merry lambs and the complacent kine,
The flies below the leaves, and the young mice
In the tree roots, and all the sacred flocks
Of red flamingoes; and my love, Vijaya;
And may no restless fay with fidget finger
Trouble his sleeping: give him dreams of me.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Jody & The Kid
She would meet me in the morning
On my way down to the river
Waiting patient by the chinaberry tree
With her feet already dusty
>from the pathway to the levy
And her little blue jeans rolled up to her knees
Id pay her no attention
As she tagged along beside me
Trying hard to copy everything I did
But I couldnt keep from smiling
When Id hear somebody saying
Looky yonder there goes jody and the kid
Even after we grew older
We could still be seen together
As we walked along the levy holding hands
For as surely as the season she was changin to a woman
And Id lived enough to call myself a man
And she often lay beside me
In the coolness of the evening
Til the morning sun was shining on my bed
And at times when she was sleeping
Id smile when Id remember
How they use to call us jody and the kid
Now the worlds a little older
And the years have changed the river
Cause theres houses where they didnt used to be
And on sundays I go walking
Down the pathway to the levy
With another little girl who follows me
And it makes the old folks smile
To see her tag along beside me
Doing little things the way her mama did
But it gets a little lonesome
When I hear somebody sayin
Looky yonder there goes jody and the kid
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Tell Me It's Over
Is she somewhere in the city?
Is she somewhere in this town?
What's her name?
What does she look like?
Is she fun to be around?
Does she make you feel like I did?
Oh so long ago
I wanna hear it from you
Tell me that it's over
Let me hear it from you
Tell me that it's over
I wanna hear it from you
First you look at me with anger in your eyes
Then you look at me with spite
That's if you look at me at all
That's how I'm looking at you tonight
You tell me that love's a drag for you
But when the lights go out you panic
I wanna hear it from you
Tell me that it's over
Let me hear it from you
Tell me that it's over
I wanna hear it from you
I know I must be some kind of fool
To be in love with you
To be in love with you
Tell me that it's over
Let me hear it from you
Tell me that it's over
I wanna hear it from you
Tell me that it's over
Let me hear it from you
Tell me that it's over
I wanna hear it from you
Tell me that it's over
I wanna hear it from you
Tell me that it's over
Let me hear it from you
Tell me that it's over
song performed by by Anni Frid Lyngstad from Something's Going On
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Blue Morning, Blue Day
Out in the street its 6 am, another sleepless night
Three cups of coffee, but I cant clear my head from what went down last night
No we wont have our own little ways, but somehow we keep it together
You hear me talk, but you dont hear what I say, I guess it dont even matter
Chorus:
Blue morning, blue day, wont you see things my way
Blue morning, cant you see, what your love has done to me
Ive always listened to your point of view, my ways are cut through men
And Ive always been a patient man, but my patience has reached its end
You tell me youre leaving, you tell me goodbye
You say you might send a letter
Well honey dont telephone, cause I wont be alone
I need someone to make me feel better
Chorus
(solo)
Chorus
(blue morning) blue morning, (blue morning) blue morning
(blue morning) blue morning, blue blue blue day, yeah
song performed by by Foreigner
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Way Down Yonder In New Orleans
Way down yonder in new orleans
In the land of the dreamy scenes
Theres a garden of eden...you know what I mean
Creole babies with flashin eyes
Softly whisper their tender sighs
Then stop....wont you give your lady fair...a little smile
Stop..ya bet your life youll linger there...a little while
Weve got heaven right here on earth
With those beautiful queens
Way down yonder in new...orleans
(instrumental break)
Youre gonna find heaven right here on earth
With all them beautiful queens
Way down yonder in new or.....
I goin down yonder to new orleans
Its way down yonder in new orleans
song performed by by Louis Armstrong
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