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Windmill
(m&l - weikath)
Tme goes wherever you are,
Time is your guiding star
That shines all through your life,
Makes you feel and move
My dreams are out in the far,
So are yours apart
Of secret fairy tales,
Dripped on the wings of o
Mystery mill
Windmill, windmill, keep on turning;
Show me the way, take me today
Windmill, windmill, hearts are yearning,
Longing for love and a chance to be free
Dont feel alone and depressed,
Someone will come at last
To soothe your stumbling mind,
To keep it away from the evil storm
Windmill, windmill, keep on turning;
Show me the way, take me today
Windmill, windmill, hearts are yearning,
Longing for love and a chance to be free
song performed by by Helloween
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Windmill at Sitka
Leaving the city, heading way to hill.
We lost the fuel, then saw a windmill.
Hilly, Filthy, Stony, it was hard way Bill.
The way was dark, there were mark, it may kill.
It was harder, more suffocating, neither chill.
It was raining by we reach there until.
We been to glasberg, nibble and even Jamaica.
I say, we saw, strange windmill right there at sitka.
Trees tall, huge waterfall, old hall and then i saw rest of all.
It's alright, i am fine, just wondering to make a call.
Wind miller, as a killer, has his own abattoir.
We were trapped, he madly laughed, then we heard a choir.
He fainted, we escaped and ran out, they sent us kite.
We were alive, we loved those tribe, who saved our life.
We been to Jerusalem, Kathmandu and also mecca.
Its was risky, thriller and neck breaking at windmill of Sitka.
I say it was enchanting and hunting at windmill.
Don't you ever please stop there with will.
Its been a danger, there were many stranger.
They look good, enthusiastic but are really scavenger.
I have been everywhere even Ascobs and Nersie.
But i promise i will be in windmill of Sitka very barely.
There was a guy who accompanied us, that was Mr. Mika.
That's it, it was all about, windmill at Sitka.
poem by Diplove gautam
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The Light By The Barn
The light by the barn that shines all night
pales at dawn when a little breeze comes.
A little breeze comes breathing the fields
from their sleep and waking the slow windmill.
The slow windmill sings the long day
about anguish and loss to the chickens at work.
The little breeze follows the slow windmill
and the chickens at work till the sun goes down--
Then the light by the barn again.
poem by William Stafford
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Feel Good Inc.
feel good [9x]
City's breaking down on a camels back
They just have to go 'cos they dont hold back
So all you fill the streets its appealing to see
You wont get out the county, 'cos you're damn ass free
You've got a new horizon, it's ephemeral style
A melancholy town where we never smile
And all I wanna hear is the message beep
My dreams, they've got to kiss, because I dont get sleep, no
Windmill, windmill for the land.
Turn forever hand in hand
Take it all in on your stride
It is ticking, falling down
Love forever, love is free
Lets turn forever you and me
Windmill, windmill for the land
Is everybody in?
Laughing gas these hazmats, fast cats,
Lining em up like ass cracks,
Ladies, homies, at the track
its my chocolate attack
Shit, I'm stepping in the heart of this here
Care bear rappin is the heart of this year
watch me as I gravitate
Ahahahahahahaa
Yo, we gonna go ghost town,
this motown,
with yo sound
you're in the blink
Gunna bite the dust
Cant fight with us
With yo sound
you kill the INC.
so dont stop, get it, get it
until you're cheddar header
So, watch the way I navigate
Ahahahahahahaa
Windmill, windmill for the land
Turn forever hand in hand
Take it all in on your stride
It is ticking, falling down
Love forever love is free
Lets turn forever you and me
Windmill, windmill for the land
Is everybody in?
Dont stop, get it, get it
Be quiet your captains in it
steady, watch me navigate,
Ahahahahahhaa
Dont stop, get it, get it
be quiet your captains in it
steady, watch me navigate,
Ahahahahahhaa
fell good [4x]
song performed by by Gorillaz
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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An Old Windmill
An old windmill stands on a hill;
it once stood proud
as the wind swept round its sails.
Now deserted,
tattered and torn
a shell of its former self,
a relic of a bygone day.
A home now
where wild animals play
and lovers shelter
from a midnight storm.
Forlorn it looks down
from the hill,
ragged with a broken sail
that old windmill.
12 April 2008
poem by David Harris
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I wrote Murder at the Windmill. And it was accepted and we made it and it was the first film I made with Danny Angel, well the only film I actually made... I made a lot of it at the Windmill itself.
All Dressed Up
Dont you see
Im the one for you, youre the one for me
Dont you see
The love Ive got is the love you need
Dont you see
Im all dressed up
To be what you want
Me to be Im all dressed up
To be what you want me to be
Im all dressed up
All dressed up, all dressed up
Dont you see, dont you see
The infinite possibilities
Dont you need, dont you need
The kind of love that I need
Dont you see me, dont you see me
Im all dressed up
To be what you want me to be
Im all dressed up
To be what you taught me to be
Im all dressed up
All messed up, all messed up
You dont even notice me
Moving you like a ton of glaciers
You dont even notice me
Soothing you like a long lost sister
You dont even care
No you dont even care
All dressed up
With no place to go
But home, but home
Im all dressed up
To be what you want me to be
Im all dressed up
To be what you want me to be
Im all dressed up
All dressed up, all dressed up
You dont even comfort me
And carry on with the will of samson
You dont even comfort me
You keep your faith and you keep your phantoms
And you dont even care
No you dont even care
All dressed up still theres something wrong
Im all dressed up and youre just a song
Im all dressed up youre forever gone everlong
You dont even care
No you dont even care
You dont even care
No you dont even care
You dont even care
No you dont even care
You dont even care
No you dont even care
You dont even care
No you dont even care
You dont even care
song performed by by Veruca Salt
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A Whrillwind
It was a dark n cold night
When me n Sara woke at night
In search of windmill
With a great whirlwind
Started car, Sara drove the car
Starling starts moving round our car
We speedup the race
And went in grace
Stop as wind stops
N We went on crops
Farmer's s son was finished
He cried like a lion
We were staring at entire scene
We kept silent at this
It makes our memories grill
It was just near the windmill
poem by Fatima Obaid
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All Dressed Up For School
Doot doot doot-doot doot
Doot doot doot-doot doot
Doot doot doot-doot doot
Doot doot doot-doot doot
Well she first caught my eye a runnin' round in shorts
But she never bothered with her hair
Just a barefooted chick with all skinned up knees
Yeah she didn't care what she'd wear
(All dressed up for school)
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
All dressed up for school
All summer long she had a crush on me
But I just couldn't care at all
But new to school threads really did it for me
Yeah she's turned into a doll
(All dressed up for school)
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
All dressed up for school
Weah
Goes out every night 'cause she's a sharp little doll
And the guys can't leave her alone
Now she hardly finds the time to talk to me
She's not the little girl I've always known
(All dressed up for school)
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
All dressed up for school
Doot doot doot-doot doot
Doot doot doot-doot doot
Doot doot doot-doot doot
Doot doot doot-doot doot
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Soldier Of Fortune
I have often told you stories
About the way
I lived the life of a drifter
Waiting for the day
When Id take your hand
And sing you songs
Then maybe you would say
Come lay with me love me
And I would surely stay
But I feel Im growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill goin round
I guess Ill always be
A soldier of fortune
Many times Ive been a traveller
I looked for something new
In days of old
When nights were cold
I wandered without you
But those days I thougt my eyes
Had seen you standing near
Though blindness is confusing
It shows that youre not here
Now I feel Im growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill goin round
I guess Ill always be
A soldier of fortune
Yes, I can hear the sound
Of a windmill goin round
I guess Ill always be
A soldier of fortune
song performed by by Deep Purple
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Soldier Of Fortune
(blackmore/coverdale)
I have often told you stories
About the way
I lived the life of a drifter
Waiting for the day
When Id take your hand
And sing you songs
Then maybe you would say
Come lay with me love me
And I would surely stay
But I feel Im growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill goin round
I guess Ill always be...
A soldier of fortune
Many times Ive been a traveller
I looked for something new
In days of old
When nights were cold
I wandered without you
But those days I thougt my eyes
Had seen you standing near
Though blindness is confusing
It shows that youre not here
Now I feel Im growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill goin round
I guess Ill always be...
A soldier of fortune
Yes, I can hear the sound
Of a windmill goin round
I guess Ill always be
A soldier of fortune
song performed by by Whitesnake
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Red Dirt Windmill
There are so many wonderful things
You’ll see in a red dirt world
Like windmills of all sizes
Their blades just whirl and whirl
The pasturelands are brilliant
As you see cattle roam around
And still you hear the noises
Of a windmill sort of sound
Delightful old country homes
Built many years ago
Surrounded by red dirt roads
They help the world to flow
Wild flowers growing ‘long side
Those ambling roads so red
That I could travel all day long
Until time to go to bed
If you’ve never been on red dirt
Or seen a Red Dirt Windmill
Just try it and see what you think
You are in for quite a thrill!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Writing is a kind of performing art, and I can't sit down to write unless I'm dressed. I don't mean dressed in a suit, but dressed well and comfortably and I have to be shaved and bathed.
quote by Peter O'Toole
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Without favour, art is like a windmill without wind.
I'll come again, said the woman who got caught in wing of the windmill.
You cannot drive a windmill with a pair of bellows.
There's no turning a windmill with a pair of bellows.
All The Small Thing
All the small things
True care, truth brings
Ill take one lift
Your ride, best trip
Always, I know
Youll be at my show
Watching, waiting
Commiserating
Say it aint so, I will not go
Turn the lights off, carry me home
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na
Late night, come home
Work sucks, I know
She left me roses by the stairs
Surprises let me know she cares
Say it aint so, I will not go
Turn the lights off, carry me home
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na
Say it aint so, I will not go
Turn the lights off, carry me home
Keep your head still, Ill be your thrill
The night will go on, my little windmill
Say it aint so, I will not go (na na na na na na na na na na)
Turn the lights off, carry me home (na na na na na na na na na na)
Keep your head still, Ill be your thrill (na na na na na na na na na na)
The night will go on, the night will go on (na na na na na na na na na na)
My little windmill
song performed by by Blink 182
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Ghetto Dressed
Ghetto dressed...
Is still the same mess,
Ghetto dressed.
It may not be politically correct,
To address this publicly.
Or expect this confessed.
But some who lack a certain finesse...
With social graces limited at best.
May acquire an appearance,
That might impress.
However...
If there is no consciousness,
That understands there is more to success...
Than 'things' one possesses.
Ghetto dressed...
Is still the same mess,
Ghetto dressed.
And 'if' left unaddressed...
It will never progress,
To heights of one's accepted satisfaction.
That's just the way it is,
Without polish, sacrifice and a few tears!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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