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Go On
i met a girl traveling 'round the world, leaving pieces behind
she said she'd wait for me, i can't make her see that she's called to other skies
i can't be her place to hide
it's comin' up, it's comin' up again (live here long to make her stay)
and what are you doin' in my head? and why did you call me when you're dead!? (go on!)
so go on, go and take on the world (building castles, building castles!)
expand your wings across the sky, take my words and say good-night and never say good-bye
maybe in another time, you could have been mine
expand your wings and fly and look to the sky
it's comin' up, (don't forget to write me) it's comin' up again
indulge in everything you'll see (what are you doin' in my head?)
and why did you call me when you're dead!? (go on!)
so go on, go and take on the world (building castles, building castles!)
expand your wings across the sky, take my words and say good-night and never say good-bye
so how are your dreams? whatever lover they may be
so how are your dreams? whatever lover they may be (go on!)
so go on, go and take on the world (building castles, building castles!)
expand your wings across the sky, take my words and say good-night and never say good-bye
expand your wings and fly and look to the sky
expand your wings and fly
expand your wings and fly
song performed by by Taking Back Sunday
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I saw you building castles on the beach
I saw you building castles on the beach
and mine were in my mind,
in dreams, in a world out of touch
still out of reach
but so near that I almost
could touch them
and when your eyes found mine
something there connected
with my thoughts, you smiled
and the sea brushed
all your castles away
but that was really ok
and the sky, the sun, the surf
and even the lacking wind
made it a perfect day
and together we walked
into the sea, splashed
and swam to the other side
of the crushing waves
and I wish that every day
could be as carefree as just then.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Building castles in the air, and making yourself a laughing-stock.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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Questions
Do I smoke…….
trying to lose my self in the mist?
or to exhaust myself of rememberings?
is it for the sake of building little castles in air?
poem by Sarang Mangi
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Ice Castles
Ice Castles
Glint in the light
Bursting rainbow colors
Shine
Ice Castles
Fit for a princess
Like a fairy tale come true
A perfect place
Magnificent and alluring
Enchanting and beautiful
Stands Ice Castles
Like a mirage in the distance
poem by Autumn Winds
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Castles In The Air
(Jean-Paul Maunick / Dominic Oakenfull / Julian Crampton)
Castles in the air
Dreamers everywhere
Building castles in the air
Like dreamers everywhere
If you asked me as a child
If I knew what I would be
Today
I would give you a reply
Convinced of my destiny
True to this day
Music, music my first love
Music I love
You're all, all, all, All that I dream of
Labour of my love
If you want to know how it feels
Look into the eyes of a child
At play
I make no excuse for my life
'Cos I believe, I believe, I believe
To dream is the way
song performed by by Incognito
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Fire In The Sky
The introduction to his heartache began as a child
So its no wonder that he grew up to be so wild
So he protected his feelings in walls he imagined
But castles crumble exposing the frightened child
Chorus:
Fire in the sky
Cant you see that all my castles are burning
Fire in the sky
Wont you help me now my castles are burning
In solitude he couldnt deal with his own existence
The burning questions in the castles have still remained
God only knows how he searched in vain for the answers
Now castles crumble exposing his naked flames, yeah
Chorus
Chorus
Chorus
Chorus
Chorus
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Dont Let It Bring You Down
Old man lying by the side of the road
With the lorries rolling by,
Blue moon sinking from the weight of the load
And the building scrape the sky,
Cold wind ripping down the allay at dawn
And the morning paper flies,
Dead man lying by the side of the road
With the daylight in his eyes.
Dont let it bring you down
Its only castles burning,
Find someone whos turning
And you will come around.
Blind man running through the light of the night
With an answer in his hand,
Come on down to the river of sight
And you can really understand,
Red lights flashing through the window in the rain,
Can you hear the sirens moan?
White cane lying in a gutter in the lane,
If youre walking home alone.
Dont let it bring you down
Its only castles burning,
Just find someone whos turning
And you will come around.
Dont let it bring you down
Its only castles burning,
Just find someone whos turning
And you will come around.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Lear Again...
It was not worth it.
Building of castles on the dirty roads.
Offering spiritual coalition
of unscented certainties.
Admission of reversing the course of river
does not exonerate.
Mind polluted, face dripping with fantasies
clairvoyance, but confirming nothing.
Quasi-tales mingling with facts
take you to summer of hopes.
You are not here. I feel a cheap anonymity.
Charred body, clayey hands building a tomb.
Frond unfurling from the stump
gives a clue, without plea.
Rising from nothingness
to unending nothingness.
poem by Satish Verma
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Slave Castles
Many of the Castles built in Africa by the Europeans were,
Built for the purpose of their Slave Trade;
So, enter into each one of them in Africa to learn things for yourselves.
'Slave Castles',
Of the history of the African gone by in the hands of the Slave Masters;
But today, the castles are there to attract tourism.
Of the 'Slave Castles' everywhere in Africa to bring fond memories,
With stunning views and what went on in those days to teach many;
And of the history on this issue,
We have to be in the mellow lane like a fellow in the bush.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I've never looked at a suburban building as being a minor building and an urban building as being a major building.
quote by Helmut Jahn
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(Love Poem) Building It All Up
Building it all up. Here I come.
With the antidote to what you need.
So sure of myself.
Absolute certainty.
Building it all up.
This is concrete.
No more dragging my feet.
You make me feel whole and complete.
Building it all up.
Time to lay the foundation to the everlasting.
Forever as a word means nothing,
but in my heart it means everything.
Building it all up.
Even when its hard.
Even whens it far.
I still can see my star.
Even in the dark.
It shines so bright.
Building it all up.
I feel so strong.
The weight of whole world on my shoulders.
It will never get old.
It will never get cold.
You are building my fire,
my warmth, everything that means so much.
So build it all up.
Here I come.
Were gonna have so much fun.
But yet the work shall never be done.
I will always love you hun. Always.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Deceived
I'm not crying for what you've just done,
I'm crying because you've taken away
the foundations I've been building on.
You led me up the winding steps so high,
what a fool I was to believe in you
and your castles in the sky.
Promises then excuses, I believed everyone,
but now I see through your transparencies,
there's no point in us carrying on.
Why did you have to cause so much pain?
Just get out of my life you waste of time,
and don't ever bother me again.
poem by Tex T Sarnie
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Monastery
A distant building has contained my pleasure,
Having a rich fight with the stress I am an abuser,
The one who fought a dying battle with an assembly
Of brethren, the monks of a building behaving absentmindedly.
This building is distant, the one I want offered on my plate,
It steals the threat of another monk, and how do I accelerate?
This building is a basic block of bricks I call God,
Itself the godly look is a facade much too broad.
I see fit to end my life,
The building is still a monastery, now an afterlife.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Building The Perfect Beast
The power of reason, the top of the heap
Were the ones who can kill the things we
Dont eat
Sharper than a serpents tongue
Tighter than a bongo drum
Quicker than a one-night stand
Slicker than a mambo band
And now the day is come
Soon he will be released
Glory hallelujah!
Were building the perfect beast
(building, building, etc..)
Its olympus this time- olympus or bust
For we have met the enemy -and he is us
And now the day is come
Soon he will be released
Glory hallelujah!
Were building the perfect beast
(building, building)
Ever since we crawled out of the ocean
And stood upright on the land
There are some things that we just dont
Understand:
Relieve all pain and suffering
And lift us out of the dark
Turn us all into methuselah-
But where are we gonna park?
(building, building)
The secrets of eternity-
Weve found the lock and turned the key
Were shakin up those building blocks
Going deeper into that box- (pandora
Wouldnt like it)
And now the day is come
Soon he will be released
Glory hallelujah!
Were building the perfect beast
(building, building)
All the way to malibu from the land of the
Talking drum-
Just look how far-look how far weve come
song performed by by Don Henley
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All That I Need
all that i need robert
is a little nap
beside a kitten
unclad and then
i will continue
writing the poems
for all the cats and
dogs and for all those
who have forgotten
what sleep is,
all i need is a little
dark corner, a little light
from the candle and
an open window where
i can see the moon,
without a star
there are no stars, i so
think, in real poetry
it is more of like ants
building castles on their hills.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I've Never Had It Done So Gently Before
The sweet juices of your mouth
are like castles bathed in honey.
I've never had it done so gently before.
You have put a circle of castles
around my penis and you swirl them
like sunlight on the wings of birds.
poem by Richard Brautigan
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Shots
Shots
Ringing all along the borders can be heard
Striking out like a venom in the sky
Cutting through the air faster than a bird
In the night.
Children
Are lost in the sand, building roads with little hands
Trying to join their fathers castles together again
Will they make it? who knows where or when
Old wounds will mend?
Machines
Are winding their way along, looking strong
Building roads and bringing back loads and loads
Of building materials
In the night
Men
Are trying to move the borders on the ground
Lines between the different spots that each has found
But back home another scene was going down
In the night.
Lust
Comes creepin through the night to feed on hearts
Of suburban wives who learned to pretend
When they met their dreams end
In the night.
Shots
I hear shots, I keep hearing shots
I keep hearing shots
I hear shots.
Shots
I hear shots, I keep hearing shots
I keep hearing shots
I hear shots.
But Ill never use your love,
You know Im not that kind
And so if you give your heart away
I promise to you
Whatever we do
That I will always be true.
song performed by by Neil Young
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A Gathering
I sat and watched clouds
gathering,
Taking on familiar faces,
I was taken back to
yesterday,
When as children, we played
together,
Running on the beach, gathering
shells for our collections.
Building castles in the sand,
Teasing each other about
tomorrow,
How quickly time passes.
poem by Heather Burns
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Beautiful People
Super-talented children
play on the eternal beach,
building castles and cities
and civilisations and worlds,
anything, everything they want;
and try to keep all and each
out of everyone else’s reach.
Dancing around hand in hand,
they themselves are powdered sand.
The sun shines down
burning them brown.
The sea rolls in
ironing everything
smooth and flat and thin.
poem by Brian Taylor
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