Waiting
Serene, I fold my hands and wait
Nor care for wind, or tide, or sea;
I rave no more 'gainst time or fate,
For lo! my own shall come to me.
I stay my haste, I make delays,
For what avails this eager pace?
I stand amid the eternal ways,
And what is mine shall know my face.
Asleep, awake, by night or day,
The friends I seek are seeking me;
No wind can drive my hark astray,
Nor change the tide of destiny.
What matter if I stand alone?
I wait with joy the coming years;
My heart shall reap where it has sown,
And garner up its fruit of tears.
The waters know their own and draw
The brook that springs in yonder height,
So flows the good with equal law
Unto the soul of pure delight.
The stars come nightly to the sky;
The tidal wave unto the sea;
Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high,
Can keep my own away from me.
poem by John Burroughs (1876)
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Waiting...
Waiting…
In my own tranquility, I attend my breath and wait.
I need neither Zoloft, nor steroid, nor meth.
I rage on no more against time and fate, for
what's mine is expecting me.
I stay in haste and delay glee-for
what benefit is such haste?
I stand amid pain and sorrow, yet
Knowing that what's mine awaits me.
Many stormy days and dark nights, I stay hoping
to find my way home, yet not knowing that
which I seek seeks me, and yet
not changing my destiny.
Does it matter to be alone or shall I break?
I rest in joy for that mate in wait.
Where seeds are sown, thereby
to garner up its fruit of love.
Compassion is the redeemer of malice;
welcome to the world of duality!
So pervade love throughout the universe,
thereby dissipating evil.
The stars and moon afar off, yet light the night bright.
Rising full moon crosses the sky in splendor and
tides wave over wave. In truth and delight
nothing can keep what's mine from me.
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Almedia Knight-Oliver
August 4,2012
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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Time Waits For None
Oh time oh time
Just wait for mine
I can't run with you
Please wait for mine
I wanna go back to my child hood days
The loving memories & the loving days
Now the world is so busy schedule
I can't sit in peace for a while
Many pressures are arising in my mind
Where I should go, what I should do
I wanna do a lot
However my time is short
Oh time oh time
Just wait for mine
I can't run with you
Please wait for mine
Every day I wake up with some promise
However I fail to keep it
I have to fulfill some dream
Which is my life?
Sometimes I feel time is flowing like wind
However I stand like
My place is not changing
I am like what I was before
Now I wanna to change myself first
Then I could do anything more
However I can't do everything in this little time
Oh time oh time
Just wait for mine
I can't run with you
Please wait for mine
I don't know when my time will be over
&
I can't see the earth further
However I can do one thing
As time is not stopping
I have to run with it
To say the world keeps walking
poem by Sweta Leena Panda
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All The Love
The first time I died
Was in the arms of good friends of mine.
They kiss me with tears.
They hadnt been near me for years.
Say, why do it now
When I wont be around, Im going out?
We needed you
To love us too.
We wait for your move.
Only tragedy allows the release
Of love and grief never normally seen.
I didnt want to let them see me weep,
I didnt want to let them see me weak,
But I know I have shown
That I stand at the gates alone.
I needed you
To love me too.
I wait for your move.
All the love, all the love,
All the love we should have given.
All the love, all the love,
All the love you could have given.
All the love, all the love,
All the love...
(run for the hills...)*
The next time I dedicate
My lifes work to the friends I make,
I give them what they want to hear.
They think Im up to something weird
And up rears the head of fear in me.
So now when they ring
I get my machine to let them in.
I needed you
To love me too.
I wait for your move.
All the love, all the love,
All the love you should have given.
All the love, all the love,
All the love we could have given.
All the love, all the love,
All the love...
Take care, tootle-ooh.
Bye-bye.
Bye, so long now. [uncertain]
Bye!
Later.
Bye-ee!
Cheerio.
Bye!
Bye-bye.
Bye.
Stay healthy. [uncertain]
Bye-ee!
Bye.
Cheers.
See ya, luv.
Bye!
Good bye.
Ill see ya, luv.
Good night.
We needed you
To love us too.
We wait for your move.
song performed by by Kate Bush
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Space Between All Things
All the walls of your house,
were painted in deep blue,
you're at that indecisive age to choose colours that reflect you,
and everything and nothing,
is in the space between all things,
that fascinates as much as it agitates,
words turn me into what I say,
as you pull your yellow stained fingers,
through your un-kept hair,
I noticed that the corners of your jeans,
were folded neatly into squares,
your thoughts are the strangest place that you've ever been,
stranger even than Los Angeles,
it's like a cinema where they never ask you to leave,
So while you wait and are you wait,
and concentrate on being as far away,
from fate so while you wait,
and concentrate on being as far away,
She had a north Atlantic film star grace,
that's why her tears are out of place,
that kind sadness has more style,
so nothing will make her smile,
except as soon as anything happens,
she'll drag me on the street,
and hand in hand we stand protesting,
while everyone is still asleep,
So while you wait and are you wait,
and concentrate on being as far away,
from fate so while you wait,
and concentrate on being as far away,
so while you wait and are you wait,
and concentrate on being as far away,
from fate so while you wait,
and concentrate on being as far away,
Are you wait,
are you wait,
are you wait,
are you waaait,
song performed by by Idlewild
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Stand
We all carry the cross and speak what were taught
Lies and money become the white mans god
Weve burned all our bridges one too many times
The time has come now to draw the line
Chorus:
You know youve got to
Stand, stand, stand for what you believe
You know youve got to
Stand, stand, stand for what you believe
Ohh, you got to...stand for what you believe
Alright, alright
You got to listen now...
Express yourself in the face of change
Repress yourself, you surely seal your fate
You got to look inside, the answer lies in wait
Resurrect before its too late
Chorus
Somebody rescue me, come down and rescue me
I know the soul of a good man has got to be free
When you stand, stand for what you believe
Solo, repeat chorus
song performed by by Poison
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Friends
Friends stay together
through good and through bad
Friends stay together
through happy and sad
Friends stay together
through break-ups and tears
Friends stay together
over the years
Friends stay together
when different or alike
Friends stay together
through pain and through strife
Friends stay together
no matter the cause
Friends stay together
just because
Friends stay together
through love and through hate
Friends stay together
through destiny and fate
Friends stay together
they're just always there
Friends stay together
because they care♥
poem by Jade Just me
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My Boy Jack
1914-1918
'Have you news of my boy Jack?'
Not this tide.
'When d'you think that he'll come back?'
Not with this wind blowing, and this tide.
'Has anyone else had word of him?'
Not this tide.
For what is sunk will hardly swim,
Not with this wind blowing and this tide.
'Oh, dear, what comfort can I find?'
None this tide,
Nor any tide,
Except he did not shame his kind-
Not even with that wind blowing, and that tide.
Then hold your head up all the more,
This tide,
And every tide;
Because he was the son you bore,
And gave to that wind blowing and that tide!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Have You News of my Boy Jack?
'Have you news of my boy Jack?'
Not this tide.
'When d'you think that he'll come back?'
Not with this wind blowing, and this tide.
'Has anyone else had word of him?'
Not this tide.
For what is sunk will hardly swim,
Not with this wind blowing and this tide.
'Oh, dear, what comfort can I find?'
None this tide,
Nor any tide,
Except he did not shame his kind-
Not even with that wind blowing, and that tide.
Then hold your head up all the more,
This tide,
And every tide;
Because he was the son you bore,
And gave to that wind blowing and that tide!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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A Song in Storm
1914-18
Be well assured that on our side
The abiding oceans fight,
Though headlong wind and heaping tide
Make us their sport to-night.
By force of weather, not of war,
In jeopardy we steer.
Then welcome Fate's discourtesy
Whereby it shall appear
How in all time of our distress,
And our deliverance too,
The game is more than the player of the game,
And the ship is more than the crew!
Out of the mist into the mirk
The glimmering combers roll.
Almost these mindless waters work
As though they had a soul --
Almost as though they leagued to whelm
Our flag beneath their green:
Then welcome Fate's discourtesy
Whereby it shall be seen, etc.
Be well assured, though wave and wind
Have mightier blows in store,
That we who keep the watch assigned
Must stand to it the more;
And as our streaming bows rebuke
Each billow's baulked career,
Sing, welcome Fate's discourtesy
Whereby it is made clear, etc.
No matter though our decks be swept
And mast and timber crack --
We can make good all loss except
The loss of turning back.
So, 'twixt these Devils and our deep
Let courteous trumpets sound,
To welcome Fate's discourtesy
Whereby it will be found, etc.
Be well assured, though in our power
Is nothing left to give
But chance and place to meet the hour,
And leave to strive to live.
Till these dissolve our Order holds,
Our Service binds us here.
Then welcome Fate's discourtesy
Whereby it is made clear
How in all time of our distress,
As in our triumph too,
The game is more than the player of the game
And the ship is more than the crew!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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The Pirate's Bride
Sometimes in the light at the edge of the world
Is the ghost of a ship with it's black sail furled
And night after night she would stand on the shore
And dream of the love that she knew before
The tide rolls out, the tide rolls in
Without a thought for the ways of men
We set sail for the Spanish Main
To rob the ships of the Queen of Spain
And she would be his pirate's bride
She gave him the pistol and the sword at his side
The tide rolls out, the tide rolls in
Without a care for the ways of men
I'd give three ships of Spanish gold
To see my love again
Full fathom five my true love lies
In a fine wooden casket with gold on his eyes
Where is the glory and where is the pride?
Where is the joy for the pirate's bride?
The tide rolls out, the tide rolls in
Without a care for the ways of men
Here in the light at the edge of the world
He'd wait for a ship with it's black sail furled
And day after day he would stand on the shore
And dream of the life that they knew before
The tide rolls out, the tide rolls in
Without a care for the ways of men
I'd give three ships of Spanish gold
To see my love again
song performed by by Sting
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On My Way
tell everybody im on my way
new friends and new places to see
with blue skies ahead yes im on my way
and theres no where else that id rather be
tell everybody im on my way
and im loving every step i take
with the sun beating down yes im on my way
and i cant keep this smile off my face
cause theres nothing like seeing eachother again
no matter what the distance between
and the stories that we tell will make you smile
oh it really lifts my heart
so tell them all that im on my way
new friends and new places to see
and to sleep under the stars who could ask for more
with the moon keeping watch over me
not the snow not the rain can change my mind
the sun will come out wait and see
and the feeling of the wind in your face can lift your heart
no theres no where i would rather be
cuz im on my way now
well and truly
im on my way now
im on my way now
im on my way now
im on my way now
tell every body im on my way
and i just cant wait to be there
with the blue skies ahead yes im on my way
and nothing but good times to share
so tell eveybody im on my way
and i just cant wait to be home
with the sun beating down yes im on my way
and nothing but good times to show
im on my way
song performed by by Phil Collins
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{A Wind of Change} (song lyrics)
A wind of change is coming.
This has been foreseen.
A wind of change is coming.
Soon it will be seen.
For if men are men,
and not mer mice.
Will stand our ground,
in this noble fight.
March around with flags held high.
Embrace the change
as it roles on by.
Won't stop it,
can't stop us.
You're eyes closed.
We see light.
A wind of change is coming.
As we steady on.
A wind of change is coming.
To this we will belong.
Can't kick us down,
can't pick a fight.
Will hold our own,
with all our might.
Where here where there
where every where.
Strengthened by the change,
nothing can compare.
Not alone,
change is life.
You lecture,
now we strike.
A wind of change is coming.
Clouds begin to clear.
A wind of change is coming.
Much like a snarling steer.
This noble fight,
now seems so right.
We've tested time,
and persevered.
Though hated, shunned,
and held in fear.
Carpe Diem is what will cheer.
It is time,
we won't die.
It's our right,
to live life.
poem by Seth Morrow
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By The Sea
Bright skies of summer o’er the deep,
And soft salt air along the land,
The blue wave, lisping in its sleep,
Sinks gently on the yellow sand;
And gray-winged seagulls slowly sweep
O’er scattered bush and white-limbed tree
Where the red cliffs like bastions stand
To front the salvos of the sea,
Now lulled by its own melody.
Yonder the rising waters ride,
O’er ironstone masses, celled and worn;
There, gnarled and bent by wind and tide,
A single mangrove stands forlorn,
Alone in melancholy pride
A symbol of the soul of man
In Life’s wild surges tossed and torn,
That yearns amid the battle’s van
For the vast good it may not scan.
Along this silent shining sand
Come, brother of my heart, with me,
Tho’ I have never felt thine hand
And tho’ thine eyes I ne’er may see,
Yet somewhere or by sea or land
Thine heart and mine keep equal beat,
And in Life’s strange eternity
Responsive souls perchance may meet,
And know each other ere they greet.
Begone regret and carking care
That to the murky world belong
The chimes of earth and sea and air
Ring softened here to elfin song.
Come, friend of solitude, to where
The low dark jetty meets the blaze
Of sky and waters slumbering long,
Here let us dream while ocean plays
The mystic chants of golden days.
poem by George Essex Evans
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Tides of Life
As the tides of life ebb and flow, you dear friend, may never know,
What the tides will bring your way, as they change from day to day.
This life and all its uncertainty, can change the path of you and me,
And as we journey upon life’s tide, we need an anchor by our side.
You need an anchor in your heart, for your soul that will not depart,
An anchor for every single tide, that keeps you secure deep inside.
Life’s tides can become high or low, no matter where in life you go,
This life can even bring a drought, filling a heart with fears or doubt.
Even when life brings a high tide, one needs to have an inner guide,
One guide to lead you from above, should the tide become a flood.
Friend, during any flood in your life, you can rely upon Jesus Christ,
Who calmed the wind and the sea, can calm a heart for you and me.
He can save you from all harms, taking you in His everlasting arms,
As God places both you and me, upon Christ, The Rock of Eternity.
The Rock that anyone can know, wherever the tides of life may flow,
As it is The Lord’s amazing Grace, that reaches down to every place.
God will save you from life’s flood, through the power of the blood,
Shed for all nations by Jesus Christ, to purchase for all Eternal Life.
And it is that tide from Calvary, which reaches men like you and me,
So that we can live forevermore, upon Christ’s golden Eternal shore.
(Copyright ©07/2007)
Inside Looking Out
(lead vocal - eric woolfson)
To touch the sky
A dreamer must be
Someone who has more imagination than me
To reach the stars
A dreamer must fly
Somehow he must live more of a lifetime than i
For sands of time wont wait
And it may be too late
Now is the hour and moment
Dont let the chance go by
Your ship is sailing with the high tide
And all your dreams are on the inside
On the inside looking out, on the inside looking out
Looking out, looking out, looking out
To change the world
A dreamer must be
Someone who has more determination than me
To free his soul
A dreamer must fly
Somewhere he must find a better reason than i
The hands of time wont wait
And we may be too late
Now is the hour and moment
Dont let a day pass by
Your shipis sailing with the high tide
You could be standing on the inside
On the inside looking out, on the inside looking out
On the inside looking out, on the inside looking out
Looking out, looking out, looking out
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Wait A Little While
Heres a sweet september morning, theres the sense of autumn on the rise
He steps into the wind and sadly sighs
Why does it always seem to be, theres a cold december wind in front of me?
The more he fills his empty evenings
The less he feels that theres a chance to find
Something that can bring a peace of mind
Is there a place where you can go?
A little something you should know to turn the tide to your favor?
Chorus:
Wait a little while to welcome what youre after
Give it the time to find its way to you
And soon as you no longer try, youll turn and find it standing by your side
Come and get it, when you let it, itll come to you
(instrumental break)
Chorus (with staring in your eyes)
When I run short on inspiration, I best recall what Ive known all along
n I remember sweet septembers song, there never really has to be
A cold and bitter wind in front of me anymore
Chorus (with staring in your eyes)
Just forget it and wait a little while, while, while
Wait a little while, everything will come to you in time
Wait a little while - everything will come to you in time
Wait a little while - every little things gonna come to you in time
Wait a little while - everything will come to you in time
Wait a little while - everything will come to you in time
Wait a little while
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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Texas
What d'you see when you look at me? You got somethin' you need to say
your eyes are cryin' but your voice is still well don't wait for charity
to pay your bill! Stand up! The door is open wide stand up! It's time to
turn your tide just once tell me what you keep behind those eyes we all
plead intentions, but the devil's intentions aren't good (ya know!)
everybody has got their cross but you wear yours right across your face
damning me with your sainted eyes suffering our compromise stand up! The
door is open wide stand up! It's time to turn your tide just once tell
me what you keep behind those eyes we all plead intentions, but the
devil's intentions aren't good (ya know!)
song performed by by Underworld
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The Hidden Tide
WITHIN the world a second world
That circles ceaselessly:
Stars in the sky and sister stars—
Turn in your eyes and see!
Tides of the sea that rise and fall,
Aheave from Pole to Pole—
And kindred swayings, veiled but felt,
That noise along the soul.
Yon moon, noon-rich, high-throned, remote,
And pale with pride extreme,
Draws up the sea, but what white moon
Exalts the tide of Dream?
The Fisher-Folk who cast their nets
In Vision’s golden tide
Oft bring to light misshapen shells,
And nothing worth beside.
And so their worn hands droop adown,
Their singing throats are dumb;
The Inner-Deep withholds its pearls
Till turn of tide be come.
But patience! wait—the good tide turns,
The waters inward set;
And lo, behold! aleap, alive
With glowing fish the net!
O Toilers of the Hidden Seas!
Ye have strange gain and loss,
Dragging the Deeps of Soul for pearls,
And ofttimes netting dross.
Flushed to the lips with golden light,
And dark with sable gloom;
Thrilled by a thousand melodies,
And silent like a tomb.
Fierce are the winds across your realm,
As though some Demon veiled
Had loosed the gales of Spirit-land
To ravage ways unsailed.
But still sweet hours befall at times,
Rich-lit and full of ease;
The afterglow is like the light
Of sunset on tired seas.
And worse, perhaps, may be the lot
Of those whose fate is sleep;
The sodden souls without a tide,
Dense as a rotten deep.
Pain paves the way for keener joy,
And wondrous thoughts uproll
When the large moon of Peace looks down
On high tide in the soul.
poem by Roderic Quinn
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You'll Never See My Face Again
Ev'ry single word has been spoken.
It's much to late to change your ways.
Far too many vows have been broken.
You can't expect a soul to stay.
You think that you can stand and lie.
It makes me laugh . You got no friends.
It took a thousand years to find out why.
You'll never see my face again .
You know that you've been left before this night.
It's come my turn to make it over.
I wish that ev'ry thing was coloured white.
I wish that I could be a rover.
You think that you can stand and lie.
It makes me laugh.You got no friends.
It took a thousand years to find out why.
You'll never see my face again .
repeat 1st verse
song performed by by Bee Gees from Odessa
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The Harbor
crumple me to lost my self and tear my heart into
piece, that will make me strong again to settle in your
harboring heart
you come like wind in the sky, whose whispering
wings echo in a luring fairy, who wanted to be free
in the castle, full of misery, and now that the sea
face its beauty, please take me in the land where
my heart will be free
what the world has to offer made myself, when
nothing lifted me to high as my self esteem
goes down i know nothing but to hold you, seems
to easy but it’s to freaky, now that i touch and
the weather move to see that the harbor i've
give the hundreds of day where my soul shout
it with joy
take my boat to the promise harbor i dream, nay!
you dropp me to stay of where i stand, but the vessel
of heart may paddle the wave that loves you, beyond
the wind that never stop
oh! beautiful harbor, come as i see my boat tired
to wiggle in your side that is easy, as wind blew
away from thee, yet! i know that you will not leave
will you anchor my lap in your table at the bottom of
the sea, for when i die, you will not forget me
now is the time to make me safe, in the bedside
of the shore, surely you will find me sleeping in your
memory, wait until dawn, for the sea breeze
make it sure, forever more i am always in allure
poem by Antonio Liao
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