I like to take pictures of lots of things: people-such as my nephews, my dogs, and just interesting objects that I see. For instance, I might take a picture of flowers by the side of the road, an old sign or a fence.
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Without Rings
Someones hiding out
Who cant forget about
The things that people do when theyre free.
Like visitors from space
Its hard to find a place
To blend in and go unrecognized.
Im waiting for a sign
Im standing on the road
With my mind outstretched to you.
Im picking something up
Im letting something go
Like a dog Im fetching this to you.
Pictures in my mind
Row of poppy fields
Harmony entwined
A changing gear that grinds
Pictures in my mind.
Pictures in my brain
Electrical energy
Fighting drugs with pain
Theres a war inside
Pictures in my brain.
Im looking for a job
I dont know what Im doing
My softwares not compatible with you.
But this I cant deny
I know that you can fly
Cause Im here on the ground without you.
Angel without wings
Owner without things
Sharpshooter without rings ...around you.
The road we used to ride
Together side by side
Has flowers pushing through the dotted line.
song performed by by Neil Young
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People Take Picture Of Each Other
People take pictures of the Summer,
Just in case someone thought they had missed it,
And to proved that it really existed.
Fathers take pictures of the mothers,
And the sisters take pictures of brothers,
Just to show that they love one another.
You can't picture love that you took from me,
When we were young and the world was free.
Pictures of things as they used to be,
Don't show me no more, please.
People take pictures of each other,
Just to prove that they really existed,
Just to prove that they really existed.
People take pictures of each other,
And the moment to last them for ever,
Of the time when they mattered to someone.
People take pictures of the Summer,
Just in case someone thought they had missed it,
Just to proved that it really existed.
People take pictures of each other,
And the moment to last them for ever,
Of the time when they mattered to someone.
Picture of me when I was just three,
Sucking my thumb by the old oak tree.
Oh how I love things as they used to be,
Don't show me no more, please.
song performed by by Kinks
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This Is The Picture
Excellent birds
Flying birds
Excellent birds
Watch them fly, there they go
Falling snow
Excellent snow
Here it comes. watch it fall
Long words
Excellent words
I can hear them now
This is the picture, this is the picture
This is the picture, this is the picture
Im sitting by the window
Watching the snow fall
Im looking out
And Im moving, turning in time
Catching up. moving in
Jump up! I can land on my feet. look out!
This is the picture, this is the picture
This is the picture, this is the picture
Looking out. watching out
When I see the future I close my eyes
I can see it now
I see pictures of people, rising up
Pictures of people, falling down
I see pictures of people
Theyre standing on their heads, theyre ready
Theyre looking out, look out!
Theyre watching out, watch out!
Theyre looking out, look out!
Theyre watching out, watch out!
I see pictures of people
I see pictures of people
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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History Lover....
a place is interesting because of the stories that you have heard before.
for instance, this bed is where this man and that woman first made it.
this house is deserted because once a fire broke here
and chaos is born, and chaos wears a mask and since then people do not recognize its face.
a name to you is interesting because your mother tells the story of that name.
the spelling has a history about a rumor and you love rumors.
shall i say that you pretend that you like to have a talk with him
because you like to gather some flowers from his garden?
that is a nice objective. Flowers are always a delight at the center table.
the earth appears to be thirsty of conflicts. That is a misinterpretation.
The deserted path knows better. No one really cares what one does with his feet.
The moon knows it all. But look, it simply shines and does not tell you anything.
For secrets have always been nuggets. They must remain buried.
When dug again and shaped into different forms, that is where the definition of hell comes out.
I am not the one saying this anyway. Quite harsh.
Hell is other people. And i am one of its delicate flames.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The pictures are created by the listener, with a little help from the broadcaster. The pictures are perfect. If you're showing pictures, different things in that picture can distract from the spoken word.
quote by Bob Edwards
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I’m going to Paint my Best Picture Ever
As soon as I wake before my coffee
I’ll grab that canvas brush and oils
To paint a fantastic sky,
With a couple of crows squawking in the blue
Then a mountain with snow on it top
An’ the sun shining on it
With a little road at the bottom,
Now for a bus stop with a little boy waiting
With his dog on a lead, then a little puddle
For boys love to jump in em’.
Just finished lots of black and white cows
Feeding in this huge green paddock,
With horses frolicking fresh from the stables
Running and kicking chasing, hope I get it right
Better paint a fence near the road an’ add a few sheep.
Now let me see ah....Trees lot of trees green as green
To the left and to the right with birds flying all around,
Oh in the distance near the foot of the mountain
I’ll paint the school bus coming down the road
That boy has been waiting for ages.
I think that’s it, oh I’ll add a couple of butterflies,
No flowers its winters end and
They are still pushing up underground.
Now let’s look at this picture and see
What the mind can see.
poem by Ken e Hall
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A Picture From Lifes Other Side
Recorded by hank williams, sr.
Arranged by hank williams, sr.
Capo: 2nd fret/key: e/play: d
[d] in the worlds mighty gallery of pictures
Hang the [g] scenes that are painted from life [d]
Theres pictures of love and of passion
Then theres [e7] pictures of peace and of [a7] strife
There hang [d] pictures of youth and of beauty
Of old [g] age and the blushing young [d] bride
They all [g] hang on the wall - but the [d] saddest of all
Are the [a7] pictures from lifes other [d] side.
[d] just a picture from lifes other side
Some-[g] one has fell by the way [d]
A life has gone out with the tide
That [e7] might have been happy some [a7] day
Theres a [d] poor old mother at home
Shes [g] watching and waiting a-[d] lone
Just [g] longing to hear - from a [d] loved one so dear
Its just a [a7] picture from lifes other [d] side.
The first scene is that of a gambler
Who had lost all his money at play
An he draws his dead mothers ring from his finger
That she wore long ago on her wedding day
Its his last earthly treasure, but he stakes it
Then he bows his head that his shame he may hide
But, when they lifted his head - they found he was dead
Thats just a picture from lifes other side.
Now the last scene is that by the river
Of a heart-broken mother and babe
As the harbor lights shine and they shiver
On an outcast whom no one will save
And yet, she was once a true woman
She was somebodys darlin and pride
God help her, she leaps - for theres no one to weep
Its just a picture from lifes other side.
Extra verse:
The next was a scene of two brothers
Whose pathways so diffrent had led
One lived the life of a rich man
The other one begged for his bread
Then one night they met on the highway
Your money or life, the thief cried
And then with his knife - took his own brothers life
Its just a picture from lifes other side.
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Human Side
People are just objects
for pleasure
and amusement
to be used, exploited
for personal gain
realpolitik among friends
people are just things
merely creatures of convenience
to be callously disregarded
thrown away
people are just people,
until you visit their house
see pictures of them as children
family photographs
loved ones
and suddenly
what was once a people
is now a person
someone else
now yourself
human
poem by Brandon Adamson
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Picture Book
Picture yourself when youre getting old,
Sat by the fireside a-pondering on[? ].
Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time ago.
Picture book, of people with each other, to prove they love each other a long ago.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Picture book.
Picture book.
A picture of you in your birthday suit,
You sat in the sun on a hot afternoon.
Picture book, your mama and your papa, and fat old uncle charlie out cruising with their friends.
Picture book, a holiday in august, outside a bed and breakfast in sunny southend.
Picture book, when you were just a baby, those days when you were happy, a long time ago.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Picture book.
Picture book.
Picture book.
Picture book.
Picture book,
Na, na, na, na na,
Na, na, na, na na,
A-scooby-dooby-doo.
Picture book,
Na, na, na, na na,
Na, na, na, na na,
A-scooby-dooby-doo.
Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time ago.
Long time ago,
Long time ago,
Long time ago,
Long time ago,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
song performed by by Kinks
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People are not the only interesting organism on earth. From the point of view of scientific or commercial value, there are lots of interesting organisms.
quote by Daniel Nathans
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So What Do We All Have In Common?
Thank you class.
I am glad all of us here,
Have agreed to take pictures of ourselves,
As an assigment.
Take a good look at each picture.
Now...
Pass your picture to your classmate.
Everyone do this quickly please.
No laughing.
Now...
With the scissors,
Cut away everything you see...
We all have that is common and familiar.
'There will leave nothing left to our pictures.'
Would you repeated that, Jack.
'There will leave nothing left to our pictures.'
Saying what?
'We all have the same thing in common.'
So what has happened to the picture?
'There is no picture.
There is nothing left to see.'
So what do we all have in common?
'Nothing! '
Well...uh...well...er um...
You've missed my point,
Entirely!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Snow And The Love Of Home
inside that cheap apartment
you sit on the chair facing a dining table
a bowl of oatmeal
a cup of coffee
three asparagus sticks
sea noodle cup ready for lunch
crackers and biscuits for dinner
Mozart is played as you look beyond
the glass doors and windows facing
a clean sheet of snow covering the path
leading to the gate and the road
on the other side of the house
Facebook is open
and you just take a peek on those that dropp by
and say hello
you write a line saying,
'dear friend i am editing some pictures...'
taken last night at the party and you will be emailing
some of the happy pictures back home
those with the smiles of the big snowman
it is another lonely night
you want to kill yourself but you just
can't because some people who love you
wait for you back home
as you promised
'whew! The pictures are simply out of focus! '
your hands keep
busy
always on some other things
to keep them out from
that barren desert
'Cool! ' you make a comment on the Friendster picture
of a friend hugging a new boyfriend in Hongkong.
It is so cold. It is so lonely.
But it does not kill you somehow.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Picture
When I see your picture it brings tears in my eyes,
When I see a picture of you and I makes me want to cry more,
I know that I messed up our relationship but that don’t mean we still can’t be friends,
I can see that your happy with her and that you have better life now that I am out of yours,
All the mean and hateful things we said to each other is in the past,
At last you can rest in peace,
All I can ever see is you and I falling a part from this world,
We are not meant to be I understand that now,
All I want is you to be happy,
Every now on then I go through the pictures and say how sorry I am,
The pictures of you and I won’t get ripped or deleted those are for me to keep as a memory of you and I.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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No Time
By hank cicalo
Hober reeber sabasoben
Hobaseeba snick
Seeberraber hobosoben
What did you expect?
No time, no time for you.
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Runnin from the risin heat
To find a place to hide,
The grass is always greener
Growin on the other side.
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
[instrumental riff]
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
[instrumental riff]
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Tryin to tell the world
Somehow of how I feel.
Tell me what you said again,
I cant believe its real.
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Andy, youre a dandy,
You dont seem to make no sense.
Nevermind the furthermore,
The plea is self-defense
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Got no time
I got no time
[repeat, adlib and fade]
song performed by by Monkees
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Faith Collapsing
you are the only person I know
but I take you round to people who are on the go
well you took me to a picture show
and what's the first thing I see
but them burning pictures of my head to toe, hey!
i'm not an effigy, no, no!
I asked you if you would be mad
if I packed my things and moved away to faraway land
well I packed my things and I moved to this place
and what's the first thing I see
but them burning pictures of me in my face, hey!
i'm not an effigy, no, no!
well I moved back from this faraway land
walked right into a room with me mum and me dad
well I saw my picture hanging on the wall
they tried to rip it and burn it
but it just withstood it all and I said hey!
i'm not an effigy
i'm not angry
i'm not an effigy... hey!
well walking around this stinking town
I look up at the buildings and they get me down
well I look to my left and then I look to my right
and then I realize they've been striking at me
since the middle of last night, hey!
i'm not an effigy
song performed by by Ministry
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Effigy
You are the only person I know
But I take you round to people who are on the go
Well you took me to a picture show
And what's the first thing I see
But them burning pictures of my head to toe, hey!
I'm not an effigy, no, no!
I asked you if you would be mad
If I packed my things and moved away to faraway land
Well I packed my things and I moved to this place
And what's the first thing I see
But them burning pictures of me in my face, hey!
I'm not an effigy, no, no!
Well I moved back from this faraway land
Walked right into a room with me mum and me dad
Well I saw my picture hanging on the wall
They tried to rip it and burn it
But it just withstood it all and I said hey!
I'm not an effigy
I'm not angry
I'm not an effigy... hey!
Well walking around this stinking town
I look up at the buildings and they get me down
Well I look to my left and then I look to my right
And then I realize they've been striking at me
Since the middle of last night, hey!
I'm not an effigy
song performed by by Ministry
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Dogs bark
Dogs bark and howl,
But they don't just do that,
Dogs chase sticks,
They catch twigs,
And they lick lots and lots,
Dogs bark and howl,
But they don't just do that! !
poem by Hannah Smith
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An apology
If I have grieved you, I am sorry
I didn't see you there
I watched instead
The rubbed out face of a picture
Dissapearing into rain
On the side of the road
A man kneeling
Bent with a broken crayon..as if in prayer
If I didn't see you
I am sorry
I have known the shifting clouds
The moving on
The change of postal code address
The uncertainty of where to belong
I have lost these things,
The fixtures and the 'fittings'
But never the name
If I did not see you
I was lost
In the undone faces
nameless
Certain that I have never known you
I have one question to ask
'do you know me?
Would you take the time?
Named/ nameless
Outside, in
Looking
Unseen
There is a thin fence between us
Only dreams
In the same space
And the same time
On either side
where something is missing
yvette m smith july 09
poem by Yvette Smith
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Just A Fence
I say this in truth and not in pretense
All else I wish to own is just a fence
A fence that is made out of steel or wood
Placed around my property as it should
Around my home to protect like a guard
So my dogs won't escape from their yard
I want them to be free without a restraint
To run and play without a neighbors complaint
A fence also to be a barrier from the street
So the many dangers or hazards they will not meet
But sadly I am poor and I have no extra expense
So all that I wish for, is just a fence.
poem by Randy McClave
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Nobody Else In The World But You
(don henley/jai winding/stan lynch)
You live in a house of mirrors
Reflecting your splendid isolation
You have so much of everything
Except for true consideration
The way you dance
The way you walk
The way you drive
The way you talk
The way you eat
The way you drink
The way you act
The way that you dont think
Its like theres
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you havent noticed
Theres lots of other people here, too
Hey now, did your momma teach you anything?
Some things still got to be respected
Is it a sign of the times, or is it just your callous heart?
How did you get so disconnected?
The way you push
The way you shove
The way you hate
The way you love
The lies you spin
The scenes you make
The grief you give
The space you take
Its like theres
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you havent noticed
Theres lots of other people here, too
And now its time you did a little giving, baby
The world is not your plaything, no, no, no
(solo)
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you havent noticed
Theres lots of other people here
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Its like theresnobody else in the world but you
In case you havent noticed there are lots of other people here, too
song performed by by Don Henley
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