A house is made of walls and beams; a home is built with love and dreams.
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This House
(nile rodgers)
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
Our toys are in the attic baby
Pictures on the wall
We can see our memories
From the days past in the mirror
Down the hall, oh yeah
Our love will survive in our own little paradise
So inspired, so inspired
Palatial it may not be
But its a home and a castle to me
A dream from a magazine
And well never give it up cause
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
Ill try to comfort you baby
You try to comfort me yeah
I know you love me
With all your heart, oh yeah
cause you say you do
You know that when you are sad
Ill be there in a flash
At the drop of a hat, oh yeah
cause I want you to feel love
And you dont have to say a thing
You dont have to ask, cause baby
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
Maybe well strike it rich
One day really make it big
And I know because our love is so strong
Well always have a home
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
This house is built
On a foundation of love
song performed by by Diana Ross
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I Built This House
I built this house from its foundation
It's foundation I made it strong
So that it can't be shaken
By anything
I built this house
On love
Not on lies
I built this house
I turned it into a home
And that was my vision
I built this house
Just like a wise woman
A woman who builds a house on a foundation of a rock
Not like a foolish woman
Who builds a house
On a sand
And then turns and destroys it with her hands
I won't allow anything to break it down
To break my children and my husband
With nonsense
With arguments, alcohol and unfaithfulness
So devil you better live
Cause I built this house
On top of the rock Jesus
poem by Vangile Mtyali
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Walls
Walls of stone and walls of brick,
Some walls thin and some walls thick,
Walls so high and walls so low,
Walls to hide and walls to show.
Walls quite short and walls quite tall,
Some walls, last well, some walls fall,
Walls for comfort, walls of hate,
Walls for security, walls ornate.
Some as a barricade, some to support,
Walls of wood and walls of iron wrought,
Walls as a barrier, walls to enclose,
Some are to sit on, some to lean and doze.
Walls we build ourselves, these aren't good,
Walls for privacy, walls that have stood,
So many years through weather foul or fine,
Walls, that are yours, walls that are mine.
Brick by brick they are built to last,
Whether built now or in the past,
They shelter us from so many things,
And shield us from whatever this life brings.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Home
(alan jackson)
In a small town down in georgia over forty years ago
Her maiden name was musik til she met that jackson boy
They married young like folks did then, not a penny to their name
But they believe the one you vow to love
Should always stay that same
And on the land his daddy gave him, a foundation under way
For a love to last forever or until their dying day
They built a bond thats strong enough to stand the test of time
And a place for us to turn to when our lives were in a bind
And they made their house from a toolshed
Grandaddy rolled down on two logs
And they builts walls all around it
And they made that house a home
They taught us bout good living
They taught is right and wrong
Lord therell never be another place
In this world Ill call home
My momma raised five children, four girls then there was me
She found her strength with faith in gof and love of family
She never had a social life, home was all she knew
Except the time she took a job, to play a bill or two
My daddy skinned his knuckles on the cars that he repaired
He never earned much money but he gane us all he had
He never made the front page but he did the best he couold
And folks drove their cars from miles around
To let him look underneath the hood
And they made their house from a toolshed
Grandaddy rolled down on two logs
And they builts walls all around it
And they made that house a home
They taught us bout good living
They taught is right and wrong
Lord therell never be another place
In this world Ill call home
No therell never be another place in this world
That Ill call home
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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The House That Built Jack
Scorched white by the lowly hung sun,
Crouched underneath the low ceiling sky.
Could burn his fingerprints right off,
Could be his last underground loft.
There's trick draws and the walls are too dry,
The stairs don't go up, the roof doesn't tilt,
In the house that Jack built.
An architect of soil and ash,
He buried and burned what wouldn't build.
The house strong with mortar and bricks,
The home strong, strong as straw and sticks.
Warm if he's willing, weak as he's willed,
The bell can't ring and the flowers won't wilt,
In the house that Jack built.
There's phantoms in the furniture,
In the company of his own ghost.
Trade family for plastic house plants,
Trade your heart if the clock enchants.
Never the neighbour, nobody's host,
Watch your head, mind your step, beware the guilt,
In the house that Jack built.
The labyrinth, he burnt it down,
There's a well but he can't choose a wish.
Etched the blueprints onto his skin,
From his own flaws; thereof; therein.
Unsmash the mirrors, face the blemish,
All work and no play, Jack can't find the hilt,
In the house that Jack built.
The house speaks to Jack and moves him.
Along the floorboards beneath the dust.
He's the shadow the bulbs can't touch.
He's the loft filled with far too much.
His house a temple; In jack we trust.
Home is where the heart, like cement, is spilt,
In the house that Jack built.
Home is where your soul must fill in each crack;
Home is what makes up for what you lack;
Home is what's bringing this flashback;
The house that built Jack.
poem by Ella Veyes
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Its My House
(nickolas ashford/valerie simpson)
Its my house and I live here
(I wanna tell you)
Its my house and I live here
Theres a welcome mat at the door
And if you come on in
Youre gonna get much more
Theres my chair
I put it there
Everything you see
Is with love and care
Its my house and I live here
(I wanna tell you)
Its my house and I live here
On the table, there sits a rose
Through every window
A little light flows
Books of feeling on the shelf above
cause it was built for love
I was built for love
Its my house and I live here
(I wanna tell you)
Its my house and I live here
Theres a candle to light the stairs
Where my dreams await someone to share
Oh, theres music on the radio
And good vibrations wont let me go
I put my name on the ceilin above
cause it was buillt for love
It was built for love, ooh
You say you wanna move in with me
You say you wanna move in with me
Got to follow the rules to get me
Got to follow the rules to get me
You wanna visit my house
Say you wanna drop by
Wanna visit my house, yeah
To see me sometimes
Theres a welcome mat at the door
And if you come on in
Youre gonna get much more
I put my name in the ceilin above
cause it was built for love
It was built for love
Its my house and I live here
(I wanna tell you)
Its my house and I live here
song performed by by Diana Ross
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This Old House
Midnight, that old clock keeps ticking,
The kids are all asleep and Im walking the floor.
Darlin I can see that youre dreaming,
And I dont wanna wake you up
When I close the door.
This old house of ours is built on dreams
And a businessman dont know what that means.
Theres a garden outside she works in every day
And tomorrow morning a man from the banks
Gonna come and take it all away.
Lately, Ive been thinking bout daddy,
And how he always made things work, when the chips were down,
And I know Ive got something inside me
Theres always a light there to guide me
To what cant be found.
This old house of ours is built on dreams
And a businessman dont know what that means.
Theres a swing outside the kids play on every day
And tomorrow morning a man from the banks
Gonna come and take it all away.
Take it all away, take it all away, take it all away.
Take it all away, take it all away, take it all away.
Remember how we first came here together?
Standing on an empty lot, holding hands.
Later, we came back in the moonlight
And made love right where the kitchen is,
Then we made our plans.
This old house of ours is built on dreams
And a businessman dont know what that means.
Theres a garden outside she works in every day
And tomorrow morning a man from the banks
Gonna come and take it all away.
Take it all away, take it all away, take it all away.
Take it all away, take it all away, take it all away.
song performed by by Neil Young
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23feb14 The Day After: This House
an earthquake here
like that this house
will fall judgement day
I have made my choices
but where really
is your house built?
a house
built
on sand?
or a house built
on the rock mass?
better a tin shack
in heaven
or a mansion in hell?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Ill Be Home For Christmas
(kim gannon/walter kent/buck ram)
Im dreamin tonight of a place I love
Even more then I usually do
And although I know its a long road back
I promise you
Ill be home for christmas
You can count on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents under the tree
Christmas eve will find me
Where the love light beams
Ill be home for christmas
If only in my dreams
Christmas eve will find me
Where the love light beams
Ill be home for christmas
If only in my dreams
If only in my dreams
song performed by by Lonestar
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To Build A House
to build a house, a beautiful one,
i just do not need land and nails
not just wood, and grass
not just beams and roofs, for they
are but necessities, projections of
the house upon a hill
of the mind,
to build a house, one needs the soul
of the home,
the words of memories, the gutters
of our emotions,
unlike you, my house requires the fences
and walls
keeping away the ill winds
of publicity, the rumors of who i was,
a slope, the steep one, inclined
towards no other
than the whiteness of the sky
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Home Ain't Where His Heart Is
He knew how to reach me deep inside
And he found a part of me i could not hide
And we'd walk and talk and touch tenderly
Then he'd lay me down and make love to me
We built a love so strong and couldn't break
There was not a road we were afraid to take
And we'd kiss all the way from arkansas to rome
'cause in each other's arms we were home sweet home
But he don't feel the same
Since our lives became
Years of bills, babies and chains
Home ain't where his heart is anymore
He may hang his hat behind our bedroom door
But he don't lay his head down to love me like before
Home ain't where his heart is anymore
If foundations made of stone can turn to dust
Then the hardest hearts of steel can turn to rust
If he could only find that feeling once again
If we could only change the way the story ends
And he may still come home
But i live here alone
The love that built these walls is gone
Home ain't where his heart is anymore
He may hang his hat behind our bedroom door
But he don't lay his head down to love me like before
He don't lay his head down to love me like before
Home ain't where his heart is anymore
No, home ain't where his heart is
song performed by by Shania Twain
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Home Ain't Where The Heart Is
he knew how to reach me deep inside
and he found a part of me i could not hide
and we'd walk and talk and touch tenderly
then he'd lay me down and make love to me
we built a love so strong and couldn't break
there was not a road we were afraid to take
and we'd kiss all the way from arkansas to rome
'cause in each other's arms we were home sweet home
but he don't feel the same
since our lives became
years of bills babies and chains
home ain't where his heart is anymore
he may hang his hat behind our bedroom door
but he don't lay his head down to love me like before
home ain't where his heart is anymore
if foundations made of stone can turn to dust
then the hardest hearts of steel can turn to rust
if he could only find that feeling once again
if we could only change the way the story ends
and he may still come home
but i live here alone
the love that built these walls is gone
home ain't where his heart is anymore
he may hang his hat behind our bedroom door
but he don't lay his head down to love me like before
he don't lay his head down to love me like before
home ain't where his heart is anymore
no home ain't where his heart is
song performed by by Shania Twain
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There is no sound sleep as sound as home
In the foreign land where you live
Where the snow is cold and slippery and smooth
You say you cannot sleep
And all alone not feeling safe
In that house made of steel and fortified walls
Here in our country
Where walls are weak where beams are but coconut wood
Where the sun is hotter
Where the dust spread like blanket on the bed
Where the noise is simply intolerable
Where beggars come asking for food
Where poverty and calamities abound
Here in my country I sleep so soundly
Because lady, this is my home this is where my heart is
Because lady, I am safe in this place that I call my own
Because lady, there is no place like home
Where sleep is sleep and will always be sound
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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No Home
So many people
Do not have a home
Sure they have a house
But not each house is home
They say home
Is where the heart is
Not cushions and a rug
But smiles and a kiss
They look hard for love
The house walls them in
They embrace the streets
Trying to ignore the din
Where can my soul rest
From the nagging pain
Where can I go to escape
From feeling the loss again?
poem by Samuel Nze
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Staying At Home...
amidst the heavy rain
beneath the roof we built
beside our walls
and on the surface of the warmth
of our floors
we habituate on this house
that with love and compassion
we are humble enough
to call our
home.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Glassy Home For Us
Did you know my love?
I've built a home there inside my heart
Though I know my love
Never again you'll come
But the heart is lost in love
How can I tell him not to love,
How can I snatch out of my breast this poor heart of mine
For your love my heart beats
Than ill die
Tell me may you can heal the pain of my heart
Without you my life is alone
Tell me my love would you come once again home?
It has been centuries since you've gone I'm lost in love alone
If I've had the chance just to see your face again
Even though you're away
It would be enough believe me I swear
Since you've gone my love for you still the same, it never changed
The one who leaves and forgets about the love
It would not change or ease the love for the one who stays there alone broken in love
The lover heart cries there alone among the flames of love
You were always there In my dreams near the seaside I've built a glassy home for you and me
Beside the seaside surrounded with white desires
I've arranged our home like you would like it to be
I've bared it from the lies like paradise
And have hid you inside inside the home of my heart
So no one can see your eyes just me and my eyes
There in paradise
My eyes
Do you remember my love those days when we were crazy in love
How many times we've built a home with our purple desires
But the next day you've gone away for what and where I never knew for what and you've forgotten about our purple desire
But I'm still there yet the love never deserted my heart
Do you know my love I have you inside my heart
My. Purple dreams are still in love
Oh with those green charming eyes
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Home
Home is in whose house
Stand walls not of gold
But golden hearts-
love lit, grace clad.
Home is less what one sees
Than what one dreams, feeling
What oneself is, lasts by not lasting-
An ever bulging universe
poem by Yoonoos Peerbocus
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The Independent Woman....
we are in this house
that from our sweat built
there are only two of us
in this house
which we have not really
called as home,
something's missing
you give me a hint
not the glass window or
the ceiling fan,
i know it but how can i
tell you?
i won't tell, it will hurt you,
we continue living
somehow
just the two of us in this house
we have our own careers
and every morning we rush to go on our different ways
the night is the only place
of our tryst
we manage to spend time for love
we sleep together and share
what we can
there will be a time when this house shall fall
because it is not a home for us all
there will be one morning when you will finally leave
and take away everything from me
and then i will write it on the wall
this house is never a home,
she never wanted a child to bear.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Out Of Mind Travels
If one chooses to venture into the woods,
Without a guide and alone.
Because of pride one hides,
Without admitting a fear felt inside,
Condoned on one's own.
That choice to be made,
Is theirs alone.
And yet,
With a foolishness decides to continue...
By pushing concerned voices aside!
The experience of this,
Will either make one quickly grow.
Or quicken the end...
Of a stubborn mind that goes...bye bye.
Never to be comprehended or understood!
With a communication seen done publicly...
But,
With self throughout one's neighborhood.
Some people observed seem to enjoy,
These out of mind travels by themselves.
And stuck,
In a rut with the walls built up!
In a twilight zone to stay.
And stuck,
In a rut with the walls built up!
In a twilight zone to stay.
And stuck,
In a rut with the walls built up!
In a twilight zone to stay.
In a twilight zone to stay.
In a rut with the walls built up!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Loose Change
I built a house of cards
Built a house of rain
Built a house of love
Its hard to build again
Built a road to reason
Built a road to fate
Built a road to the promised land
Right up to the gate
Loose change in my pocket
Future in my hand
Too many distractions
For me to understand
Too many distractions
Got to get back home
Get into something solid
Get out of the zone
Some roads bring renewal
Some roads hide and wait
Some roads promise everything
And steal your fuel away
Loose change in my pocket
Future in my hand
Too many distractions
For me to understand
Some roads I been flyin
Some roads I crashed
Some roads I been sleepin on
Some roads I got back
Some roads I been runnin
Some roads I was stopped
Some roads I been walkin down
Some roads I was lost
song performed by by Neil Young
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