I prefer to sing in the shower 'cause the acoustics are really, really good, I mean, when you're singing against the tile walls then you really hear yourself, hear your voice, you know, throwing itself back at you.
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I prefer to sing in the shower because the acoustics make you sound great, baby.
quote by Naima Adedapo
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Mama, sing for Me
Mama, sing for me...
Mama, sing for me
Your voice, is the melody to my ear
Your voice, is like the singing birds
When I feel down
Your voice, rise me up
Mama, sing for me
When life doesn't turns out to be right.
Mama, sing for me
One last time.
Your voice, put me to sleep
Your voice is
My soul
My life,
My spirits
When I hear you sing
There's no need to be fear
There's no need to be worried
I'm alive because of your voice
So, sing for me
Sing for me one last time.
Mama, sing for me
Let me hear your voice one last time
You can't go now mama
You were the path of my life
Come back to me
You can't go forever
Mama, sings for me one last time
That's all that i want
Mama, sing for me...
poem by Guenael Oristel
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The Route March
Did you hear the children singing, O my brothers?
Did you hear the children singing as our troops went marching past?
In the sunshine and the rain,
As they’ll never sing again—
Hear the little school-girls singing as our troops went swinging past?
Did you hear the children singing, O my brothers?
Did you hear the children singing for the first man and the last?
As they marched away and vanished,
To a tune we thought was banished—
Did you hear the children singing for the future and the past?
Shall you hear the children singing, O my brothers?
Shall you hear the children singing in the sunshine or the rain?
There’ll be sobs beneath the ringing
Of the cheers, and ’neath the singing
There’ll be tears of orphan children when
Our Boys come back again!
poem by Henry Lawson
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This Fear Of Gods
Someone singing in the shower
Someone singing in the shower
Singing singing singing
Singing shower
Someones singing in the shower
I hear a voice and hear no angel
I hear a voice and hear no angel
Hero see no hero see no
Hero see no
Hear and see no
Hear a voice and see no angel
Violence and vivisection
Violence and vivisection
Lust lust lust
Lust lust lust
Violence and vivisection
Gods
Gods
This fear of gods
Some boys are calling
Boys are crying
Some boys are calling
Boys are crying
Calling calling calling
Crying
Calling calling calling
Crying
Fear is fast
Im turning white now
Fear is fast
Im turning white now
Faster faster faster
Faster faster faster
Fear is fast
Im turning white now
Gods
Gods
This fear of gods
Im back on black
Fear of gods
Back on black
Lyrics : j kerr music : simple minds (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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The Next Voice You Hear
Gather your deeds and your possessions,
Whatever certainty youve known,
Forget your heroes,
You dont really need those lasting lessons.
Stand in the open;
The next voice you hear will be your own.
But, alright, they knew how they could hurt you,
And you let them cut you to the bone.
But God forbid,
You allow them to rid you of your virtue!
Forget their laughter;
The next voice you hear will be your own.
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear will be your own.
Throw down your truth and check your weapons.
Dont look to see if youre alone,
Just stand your ground,
And dont turn around -- whatever happens.
Dont ask directions;
The next voice you hear will be your own.
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear will be your own.
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Singing All Day
Singing all day, singing 'bout nothing.
Singing all day, singing 'bout nothing.
Singing all day, singing 'bout nothing,
Oo, my, my, my,
Oo, my, my, my.
Went down to the station to look for her there,
Looked through the crowds for a glimpse of her hair,
Nothing to see but the crowds keep a-staring at me,
My, my,
Oo, my, my, my.
Down in the street, tryn to remember,
Shuffling my feet outside a menswear,
Is that her in the fur coat?
No its not december yet,
My, my, my,
Oo, my, my, my.
Singing all day, singing 'bout nothing.
Back to the house, maybe shell phone me,
Singing my song, feeling so lonely.
Ill sing very softly, so if the phone rings
I can hear it, I can hear it.
Singing all day, singing 'bout nothing.
Singing all day, singing 'bout nothing.
Singing all day, singing 'bout nothing,
Oo, my, my, my,
Oo, my, my, my.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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I prefer to sing in the shower vs. the car. The shower is just steam, you know, its just you, and nature, and no clothing. You know, there's nothing separating you. It's just you, and the voice - you, and the water.
quote by Jacob Lusk
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Beautiful voice you have
A beautiful voice
a peaceful sound
we hear in the passage
voice given by God
a talent to you
We hear you singing
beautiful praises
to God our Father
a heavenly voice
you have indeed
As you, continue to sing
I start to wonder
How great is God?
how great is He?
I can hear the passion
you have for God
in your voice
a passion with such
love and dedication
Then I realize
that God is awesome
yes, He is great
He is wonderful
the only God
worthy of such praises
the only God that is alive
Amen
poem by Allen Brodell
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To Hear Her Sing
To hear her sing--to hear her sing--
It is to hear the birds of Spring
In dewy groves on blooming sprays
Pour out their blithest roundelays.
It is to hear the robin trill
At morning, or the whip-poor-will
At dusk, when stars are blossoming--
To hear her sing--to hear her sing!
To hear her sing--it is to hear
The laugh of childhood ringing clear
In woody path or grassy lane
Our feet may never fare again.
Faint, far away as Memory dwells,
It is to hear the village bells
At twilight, as the truant hears
Them, hastening home, with smiles and tears.
Such joy it is to hear her sing,
We fall in love with everything--
The simple things of every day
Grow lovelier than words can say.
The idle brooks that purl across
The gleaming pebbles and the moss,
We love no less than classic streams--
The Rhines and Arnos of our dreams.
To hear her sing--with folded eyes,
It is, beneath Venetian skies,
To hear the gondoliers' refrain,
Or troubadours of sunny Spain.--
To hear the bulbul's voice that shook
The throat that trilled for Lalla Rookh:
What wonder we in homage bring
Our hearts to her--to hear her sing!
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Hear The Angel
Can you hear the angel sing
Singing of a glorious day
Can’t you hear the bird’s ah,
Chirping,
In harmony with the bell’s of
The heavenly choir
Can you hear the angel sing
With praises from heaven above
The angel is singing
When my days of toiling is
Done
I want to rest beside my savior
Rest my child rest
Your days of toiling is done
Can you hear the angel sing
Calling you home to rest beside
Jesus side..
poem by Carolyn Sears
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One Voice
Words and Music by
Barry Manilow
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Just One Voice,
Singing in the darkness,
All it takes is One Voice,
Singing so they hear what's on your mind,
And when you look aound you'll find
There's more than One Voice,
Singing in the darkness,
Joining with your One Voice,
Ea ch and every note another octave,
Hands are joined and fears unlocked,
If only One Voice would start it on its own,
We need just One Voice facing the unknown,
And that One Voice would never be alone
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Night Song
By stephen stills & neil young
Tell me where
Does it say
When youre lost you stay that way
Why a forest of fools getting in the way
Cannot hear, cannot fade with the nightsong.
Nightsong, from my heart
Why cant we
Sing this nightsong.
All alone
I reflect on my demons in the night
Some are wise,
Some are good
Some are not so bright
I cant hear
Sing along with the nightsong.
Nightsong, from my heart
Why cant we
Sing this nightsong.
Why not keep on singing anyway?
Run away
I dont know what it was
Led you astray
Just because youre too much like I am anyway
I will come
You cant hide
From the nightsong.
Nightsong, from my heart
Why cant we
Sing this nightsong.
Why not keep on singing anyway?
song performed by by Neil Young
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Christmas Medley
What child is this / do you hear what I hear /
Joy to the world
What child is this who laid to rest
On marys lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
While shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The babe the son of mary
(do you) hear what I hear (6x)
Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear?
Ringing through the sky shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear?
A song a song high above the trees
With a voice as big as the sea
With a voice as big as the sea
(do you) hear what I hear?
Joy to the world
(do you) hear what I hear?
Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king
So you know what I know?
In your palace warm mighty king
Do you know what I know?
The child the child sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light
He will bring us goodness and light
(do you) hear what I hear?
Joy to the world
(do you) hear what I hear?
Joy to the world...
Joy to the world the lord is come
Let earth receive her king
Let every heart prepare him room
And heavn and nature sing
And heavn and nature sing
And heavn and heavn and nature sing
(do you) hear what I hear?
Joy to the world
(do you) hear what I hear?
Joy to the world
(do you) hear what I hear?
Joy to the world
(do you) hear what I hear?
Joy to the world
(somebody gotta tell ya)
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The babe the son of mary...
song performed by by Donna Summer
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I Hear The Raven Sing
I can hear the raven sing,
I can hear the raven sing,
He calls out my name,
I can hear the raven sing,
He calls out to me,
His song is singing in the wind,
I can hear the raven sing,
Thunder breaks a silent moment,
Then he calls out my name,
A spiritual glow envelops,
Medicine power develops,
As the raven sings,
A rainbow doubled,
My minds not troubled,
As I hear the raven sing,
It’s time to go home,
My ancestors wait for me,
The welcome hand is extended,
My place around the council fire reserved,
I hear the raven sing,
There, all that was, is preserved,
And the message of the raven heard.
My Vision my Dream.
Osceola Birdman Waters.
Copy rights pending.
Dedicated to Billy White Fox.
poem by Osceola Waters
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A Swan Song(dying sentence)
Remember me, remember my swan song,
I can't re-orient myself,
I can't live it all over again,
I can't re-orient myself,
I can't live that stain of my plastered smile again,
Let this be the last moment,
Let me say the last good-bye,
It won't count anything now,
So let me lay in silence,
Life has treated me well and I have had enough of it,
Lets end this game,
Enough of milling in and out,
Hear my swan song,
And let this end now,
I need to be away,
away from these thorns,
far far away,
Where you'll only see my memories,
my shadows,
my untold stories buried after me,
and my last swan song,
Hear my swan song,
I feel like a fish out of water,
from pillar to post,
fallen back upon,
Let me be buried under sand,
let me give my final test,
I'll never return, its time to sing,
sing my last swan song,
Hear my swan song,
maybe this moment or the other,
my soul would rest in peace,
before disappearing,
let me sing,
sing my swan song,
I only remember now the memory lived in me,
a perfectly encapsulated morsel,
of a good past,
from piebald brush strokes swaying,
to barren now, that I'd become,
As I'll say my last goodbye,
hear my swan song,
because now you'll never hear my voice again,
for ever and ever and ever...
Written on 5/6/11
poem by Ayesha Riaz
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The Sound Of Your Voice
Knock down the doors and break thru the walls
Tear out the phone run from it all
I'm here to tell ya babe
It's been one of those days
I get a feelin' when I'm feelin' like this
My heart's a target you never miss
You got a way of puttin' everything in its place
Takin' your time
It's all that you're sayin' just how you say it
A serious game you start to playin'
You never cease to amaze me.
Chorus:
It's your voice I hear drivin' me wild
Whispering in my ear
It's your voice I hear dangerous child
You're sayin' what I wanna hear
If I had my choice I'd run for cover
But I think It'll be OK
'Cause all I needed to hear
Was the sound of your voice
Curl your words up into the air run your poetry thru my hair
Call me that name you call me when there's no one around
Take your time take all your precious time
It's all that ya sayin' just how you say it
Serious game you start to playin' you never fail to amaze.
Chorus:
Bye baby bye bye
I can tell ya that I miss the sound of your voice already
Bye baby bye bye
It doesn't matter where I go
It's your voice I hear
If I had my choice I'd run for cover
But I think I'll be OK
I can't say I'm going crazy
But you make a pretty good case
And you never fail to amaze
It's your voice I hear drivin' me wild
Whispering in my ear
It's your voice I hear dangerous child
You're sayin' what I wanna hear
It's your voice I hear drivin' me wild
Whispering in my ear
It's your voice I hear dangerous child
You're sayin' what I wanna hear
It's your voice It's your voice
It's your voice
song performed by by 38 Special
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Duet
in this song
once again we fight
defense our voices
singing heartbreak song
I chase you
you run from me
I pull you
you fight me back
playing melody on stage
slow and fast
low and high
you sing your chorus
I sing mine
the words are same
but I can hear you
and you can hear me
two different range in one refrain
I trust you
you know me well
we can see in each other eyes
but I won't lose from you
and you won't give up
this is my melody
soft and clear
that is your melody
warm and charmed
we have this song
we love this game
ask me again, challenge me
I only want your voice
sing with mine
for the encore, for the encore!
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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That Voice Again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
Im listening to the conversation
Judge and jury in my head
Its colouring everything
All we did and said
And still I head that sharp tongue talking
Talking tangled words
I can sense the danger
Just listen to the wind
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I dont want to hear
Hear that voice again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
Im hearing right and wrong so clearly
There must be more than this
Its only in uncertainty
That were naked and alive
I hear it through the rattle of a streetcar
Hear it through the things you said
I can get so scared
Listen to the wind
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I dont want to hear
Hear that voice again
What I carry in my heart
Brings us so close or so far apart
Only love can make love
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I dont want to hear
I hear that voice again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Shes Too Good For Me
She dont like to hear me sing
She dont want no diamond ring
She dont want to drive my car
She wont let me go that far
She dont like the way I look
She dont like the things I cook
She dont like the way I play
She dont like the things I say
But oh the games we play
Shes too good for me
Shes too good for me
She dont like the jokes I make
She dont like the drugs I take
She dont like the friends I got
She dont like my friends a lot
She dont like the clothes I wear
She dont like the way I stare
She dont like the tales I tell
She dont like the way I smell
But oh the game we play
Shes too good for me
Shes too good for me
Would she prefer it if I washed myself more often than I do
Would she prefer it if I took her to an opera or two
I could distort myself to be the perfect man
She might prefer me as I am
She dont want to meet my folks
She dont want to hear my jokes
She dont want to fix my tie
She dont even want to try
She dont like the books I read
She dont like the way I feed
She dont want to save my life
She dont want to be my wife
But oh the games we play
Shes too good for me
Shes too good for me
song performed by by Sting
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Sing Your Song
Around and around we go
singing our song sweet and low,
our song of love,
and our song of life.
You choose what
you want to hear
springs eternal life
deaths eternal damnation
loves summer song
or winters heartache pose.
This life is yours
sing what you may.
Come sun and sprinkling shower
you can give a tune to everything
no matter what the hour.
Sing your song
to your hearts content
of loves ballad or deaths lament.
Sing your song to be heard
from highest hill to evening flower,
sing it high, sing it low,
but sing it anyway,
for life is for singing
the praises of being here.
29 August 2009
poem by David Harris
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