We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of the dream. Wandering by lone sea breakers, and sitting by desolate streams. World losers and world forsakers, for whom the pale moon gleams. Yet we are movers and the shakers of the world forever it seems.
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We Are the Music-Makers
We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams.
World-losers and world-forsakers,
Upon whom the pale moon gleams;
Yet we are the movers and shakers,
Of the world forever, it seems.
With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down.
We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.
poem by Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy
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Ode
We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems.
With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down.
We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.
poem by Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy
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Wings Of Grace
WINGS OF GRACE (The Dreamers)
What shall we do with the dreames
Who see a world we can never know
Who have found a place of wonder
Where only children dare to go
What shall we do with the dreames
Whose world has no room for hate
Whose vision of tomorrow? promise
Is so far removed from our fate
For they dream of a thousand tomorrows
Each one better than the one before
A future filled with compassion
For the tired, the weak, the hungry and the poor
What shall we do with the dreamers
Who no longer answer when we ask why
Who work to make their world better
And are unefraid to try
What whall we say to the dreamers
Whose lives make ours seem so bare
Who make us feel so empty
Because they dare to care
For they dream not of thing done before
But of the miracles which lie ahaid
Of the needy who can be assisted
And the famshed who can be fed
What shall we make of the dreamers
When they choose not to live as we
When they say our world has no meaning
As long as others are still not free
What shall we think of the dreamers
When they no longer listen to what we say
When their silence leaves us uneasy
And they refuse to go away
For they dream of fanciful figures
Poised in mid-flight
Angels with Wings of Grace
Floating on the light
Messengers from the next world
So unfamiliar but yet not strange
Bringing word of the New World
The begginnin of the change
What shall we do with the dreamers
song performed by by Santana
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Secret World Beyond The Blue Moon
In the dead of night
There's reason to dream away
There's reason to be sentimental
With you sitting next to me
We could drift away
We could dream away to a secret world beyond the blue moon
Looking all around us
We could take what we see and have of it all into our memories
And fly away to our secret world beyond the blue moon
There's a secret world beyond the blue moon
And it's waiting for us
There's a secret world beyond the blue moon
And it's calling out to us
poem by Justin Gildow
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We are the music makers. We are the dreamers of the dream.
quote by Arthur O'Shaughnessy
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Lost in a Dream World
Lost in a Dream World
By: Adam M. Snow
What place is this, from my slumber I wake?
A mistiful world, a smell of roses flake.
I walk this world of nightmare hollow,
Dare not treasure this dreamful wallow.
The feeling is real but this world's a lie;
If I keep on living, surely I'll die.
What place is this within my slumber,
Where the sky is that of umber?
I wander through this bleary abyss,
Confused about this worldly amiss.
All my dreams and fears before me;
Out in the open for me to see.
I run but all is still;
I can't help myself be ill.
I am lost within this world of dreams;
Alone forever, in a world of gleams.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Through Sleepy-Land
Where do you go when you go to sleep,
Little Boy! Little Boy! where?
'Way--'way in where's Little Bo-Peep,
And Little Boy Blue, and the Cows and Sheep
A-wandering 'way in there;--in there--
A-wandering 'way in there!
And what do you see when lost in dreams,
Little Boy, 'way in there?
Firefly-glimmers and glowworm-gleams,
And silvery, low, slow-sliding streams,
And mermaids, smiling out--'way in where
They're a-hiding--'way in there!
Where do you go when the Fairies call,
Little Boy! Little Boy! where?
Wade through the clews of the grasses tall,
Hearing the weir and the waterfall
And the Wee Folk--'way in there--in there--
And the Kelpies--'way in there!
And what do you do when you wake at dawn,
Little Boy! Little Boy! what?
Hug my Mommy and kiss her on
Her smiling eyelids, sweet and wan,
And tell her everything I've forgot
About, a-wandering 'way in there--
Through the blind-world 'way in there!
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Where Is The Other World?
WHERE IS THE OTHER WORLD?
Where is the other world?
What is the other world?
Is there Another World?
What do the Dead do after they die?
Is the Life in the Other World a real life?
Do we know each other as persons in the Other World?
Are we better and kinder there?
Do we love others there in a truer way?
Are we closer to God there?
Is the Other World being with God?
What can it mean to be with God?
Why when we die do we not die forever?
Is there another world?
Do we live forever in it?
Does God love us there?
Are we still the same people in the other world
That we were here?
What can it mean to live a life
In the other world?
Why should those in the other world enjoy their time and eternity there
When down here
Those who love them
Grieve for them so?
What is the Other World
And what could it mean
To be in it with all others forever,
When our world here is still going on?
Why do we live and die here?
What is the other world exactly?
Where is the other world?
Who is in it now?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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(It's A) Big World
(words and music by Joe Jackson)
Looking over Hong Kong harbour
Throw a shrimp in yellow wine
Eat it when it ceases moving
Just before is fine too
There's an ancient Chinese saying
Always seems to slip my mind
Does it really die with honour
Does it really matter
It's a big world
It's a big world - so much to see
Sitting on a beach in Bali
Tried to reach and grab a cloud
Looked so much like cotton candy
And I'm feeling god-like
Could it be just what I'm eating
Only mushrooms after all
And with juice of avocado
I should live forever
It's a big world
It's a big world - so much to do
Sitting on the floor in Kyoto
Marvel at the latest catch
Eat it soon as you are able
Quick before they cook it
There's an eyeball staring at me
And I know I've met my match
Do I eat or am I eaten
It's a new adventure
It's a big world - so much to do
It's a big world - so much to see
From the Leningradsky Prospekt
On the road to Mandalay
There's a new intoxication
Hits you just as you're leaving
Caf sur les Champs-Elyses
Baklava in Istanbul
Smoke a pipe in Casablanca
Question all you believe in
It's a big world - so much to see
It's a big world - so much to do
And plenty of room for me and you
(C) 1986 Pokazuka Ltd. (ASCAP)
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Set Yourself Free
Walk on the lane of fantasy-street,
See the stalls of fantasy;
You need not buy them,
They come to you for free;
All you need is to dream,
When the world is still asleep;
Make your dreams your own,
Just like the rays of hope;
You can achieve what you are worth of,
For things are for those it belongs to;
And thats not all, you can be a vendor too,
For dreamers old and new;
Or be just there to watch the world go,
Smile is what rules the world;
Dare to dream or just dream to dare,
Be what you want OR want your whats.
poem by Manjeshwari P MYSORE
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Haters Of The Real World
Haters of the real world
haters of the free world
They want to control
they want to dictate
They want it all
free will and all
They are makers of pain
they are makers of their own shame
But don't think it's
just the world leaders
it could be your own neighbours
Haters of the real world
haters of the free world
it could be anyone
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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A Dreamer’s Dream
My dream is to become a dreamer,
a dreamer who all his wishes will come true one day,
a happy dreamer who wishes the happiest and best things to all dreamers’ dreams,
a dreamer who wishes to change this dangerous world to a better world,
A world without racism, discrimination, segregation, and brothers killing their brothers,
But yes, a dreamer who wishes this world to change into a paradise,
A world that everybody will respect, every dreamers dreams.
By, Djeison Barros
poem by Djeison Barros
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My Beautiful World
My Beautiful World is kind
My Beautiful World is sweet
My Beautiful World is nice
My Beautiful World is generous
My Beautiful World is selfless
My Beautiful World has given me everything i need, and then some
I love My Beautiful World, and My Beautiful World loves me
I am the only one on My Beautiful World
But i am not lonely, not in the least bit
My Beautiful World and I have each other
But...there is a problem
My Beautiful World is tired
My Beautiful World is sore
My Beautiful world has wounds and scars
Some will never heal
I do everything i can to help
My Beautiful World wants to explode
and the thing is...
I'm still on My Beautiful World
So if she explodes, I explode with her
It would be an honor to go like that...
But that is not how i want it to end
I want to be on My Beautiful World forever
If you haven't figured it out yet
My Beautiful world isn't a world at all
She is a very special person...
who happens to mean the world to me.
poem by That lil emo kid
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Half The World
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Half the world hates
What half the world does every day
Half the world waits
While half gets on with it anyway
Half the world lives
Half the world makes
Half the world gives
While the other half takes
Half the world is
Half the world was
Half the world thinks
While the other half does
Half the world talks
With half a mind on what they say
Half the world walks
With half a mind to run away
Half the world lies
Half the world learns
Half the world flies
As half the world turns
Half the world cries
Half the world laughs
Half the world tries
To be the other half
Half of us divided like a torn-up photograph half of us are
Trying to reach the other half
Half the world cares
While half the world is wasting the day
Half the world shares
While half the world is stealing away
song performed by by Rush
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The world needs dreamers and the world needs doers. But above all, the world needs dreamers who do.
quote by Sarah Ban Breathnach
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Dreamers
To escape reality
dreamers’ dream of places
where only in their mind can go.
Paradises filled with warmth
and all the colours of the rainbow.
Places where peace is held by everyone,
lands where love is stretched out with every hand.
Dreamers go there
when they are tucked up in bed every night
away from a world
where some just cannot forgive
and into a world of live and let live.
Their own personal paradise
where only their mind can go.
12 March 2009
poem by David Harris
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Music's Place
Music may not make the world go ‘round
But you will never really be alive
If it doesn't orbit your world
Music exists in every corner of the world
In that sense music doesn't have a place
But everywhere you go there is a place for music
Music is the great connector of the world
One's language is not a barrier for communicating
For music is universal and all instruments get along
Music is not a necessity, unless you are a musician
But life without music is almost unthinkable
On second thought, maybe music does make the world turn
poem by Paul H Nelson
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The movers and shakers have always been obsessive nuts.
quote by Theodore Sturgeon
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4. World Dreams
World Dreams
I dream of a world
Without want or war
I dream of a people
Who need little more
I dream or a world
Where all killings are banished
With cures for diseases
Where illness has vanished
I dream of a world
Where equality rules
And none of its counties
Are governed by fools
I dream of a world
Where mankind can stand tall
With a mutual respect
And with freedom for all
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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No Reaction
What do we want, we are going to be the winners or the losers?
And who do we hear, do we listen to the beggars or the choosers?
Were getting no reaction
We havent heard a word
Youre almost (but not quite)
More than we deserve
So what do we want, are we going to be the does or the talkers?
And where do we go, can we separate the runners from the walkers?
So what do we do, do we want to be the givers or the takers?
And who do we hear, do we listen to the movers or the makers?
So so what do we want, who do we hear?
Where do we go and what can we do?
And what would you say if it was all up to you?
(hirst/moginie/rotsey)
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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