It is natural for a man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut out eyes against a painful truth and listen to the song of that siren, till she transforms into beasts.
quote by Patrick Henry
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It is natural to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes to that siren until she allures us to our death.
quote by Gertrude Stein
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Till I Go Down
Till I go down
Till I go down
Till I go down
Im not gonna shut my eyes
Till I go down
Im not gonna shut my eyes
Ive already seen the lies
On the faces of the men of war
Leading people to the killing floor
Till I go down
Till I go down
Till I go down
Im not gonna shut my eyes
No no
Till I go down
Till the world stops spinning around
Till Im six feet under the ground
Till theres no sound
Till theres no pain
Im gonna swing this chain
Till I go down
Im not gonna shut my mouth
Im for the truth to come out
About the leader with the iron will
And his allegiance to the dollar bill
Till I go down
Till I go down
Till I go down
Im not gonna shut my eyes
Till I go down
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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A Sweet Song Of Love
Listen to this sweet song of love,
a different love song of our strife.
The victory of truth in life,
listen to this sweet song of love....
Walking together in our dreams where have we reached,
just look how blue is the sky here.
Our song is even sung by the birds here,
where ever our eyes can see is pure light spread.
Listen to this sweet song of love,
a different love song of our strife.
The victory of truth in life,
listen to this sweet song of love....
Cool cool breezes blow here always,
beyond the stars is our little cottage.
The rainbow colours are here to manage,
they where they commence their journeyof joys.
Listen to this sweet song of love,
a different love song of our strife.
The victory of truth in life,
listen to this sweet song of love....
Forbidden to meet each other in this world,
encircled within our customs were we both.
imprisoned and guarded were we both,
we died in breaking away from the customs of this world.
Listen to this sweet song of love,
a different love song of our strife.
The victory of truth in life,
listen to this sweet song of love....
poem by Renu Kakkar
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Have no illusions
Have no illusions –
Life is challenging
Have no illusions –
Marriage is not easy
Have no illusions –
Sometimes you’ll question
Have no illusions –
You will find fault
Have no illusions –
This is marriage
Have no illusions –
You will work it out
Have no illusions –
Hardship brings strength
Have no illusions –
You are each other’s rock
Have no illusions –
Love will endure.
poem by Melanie James
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What Siren-Song Arises
What siren-song arises
From the sweet silver bosom of the sea
By the three rocks?
No human eyes to watch
No human eyes to see
And yet
The elfin forms in dwindling shadows dance
And then
Of sudden the shadows grow
As in a trance.
What siren-song ariseth
From the weary sea, the funereal dirge
Of mariners lost and gone, perhaps?
What siren-song ariseth
This sad night, this endless seeming night
From the sweet silver bosom of the sea
By the three rocks?
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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Siren
Siren, siren, calling me from the sea,
Spill the sweetness of your words and your voice—
Spill them with such lucid fluidity
That I sink in them without having choice.
Siren, siren, sing me into a lull,
Bewitch me with your charm and your danger—
An insatiable thirst I can't control
For adventures, your lure of grandeur.
Siren, siren, slipping through my fingers
Like a formless liquid, make me submit.
You move with an air that seems to linger,
Perfumed with pleasures that seem infinite.
Siren, siren, entice the sensation
Of love within my imagination.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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As a child I was taught that to tell the truth was often painful. As an adult I have learned that not to tell the truth is more painful, and that the fear of telling the truth — whatever the truth may be — that fear is the most painful sensation of a moral life.
quote by June Jordan
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Night Song
Listen
The city is singin' its night song
A city of shadows and fading starlight
Mixed with bar light
Listen
The empty streets echo the right song
A melody I used to think was only for the
Lonely
Night song
I hear you
Now as the night disappears
But this time
Your blues
Is music to my ears
The rumble of the train
The rustle of the wind
The rhythm of the footsteps
The blarin' of a horn
The murmur of a voice
The echo of a siren
Night song!
You used to find me cryin' in my beer
Now you remind me tomorrow she'll be here
She'll be here!
Oh, night song
You sing of a train from New Orleans
And deep in the music I hear her hummin'
Now she's coming home!
The city is singin' its night song
Listen
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Its Not A Song
Day turns to night, and I turn into bed.
Cant get to sleep; somethings in my head.
Pacing the floor, I try to force a rhyme.
Why do I fear this time?
Its not a song till it touches your heart.
Its not a song till it tears you apart.
After whats left of whats right and whats wrong,
Till it gets through to you,
Its not a song.
Now close your eyes; look into your hand.
What do you see?
Life is our song, to give and learn to take.
Time will not wait.
Oh, wont you please come dance,
While the songs still playing,
Wont be long till the silence falls.
Its not a song till it touches your heart. (its not a song.)
Its not a song till it tears you apart.
After whats left of whats right and whats wrong,
Till it gets through to you,
Its not a song.
Its not a song till it touches your heart. (its not a song.)
Its not a song till it tears you apart.
After whats left of whats right and whats wrong,
Till it gets through to you,
Its not a song.
Its not a song till it touches your heart. (its not a song.)
Its not a song till it tears you apart.
After whats left of whats right and whats wrong,
Till it gets through to you,
Its not a song.
Its not a song till it touches your heart. (its not a song.)
Its not a song till it tears you apart.
After whats left of whats right and whats wrong,
Till it gets through to you,
Its not a song.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Please Not Another Love Song
Please not another love song.
Pease no more baby,
Baby I need you.
Honey honey
I love you.
Please no more.
We all know the truth,
We all know how people leave us.
Just please not another love song.
We all know it's a lie how people are always there for us.
Then they turn their backs and we will be stuck with that love song.
So please no more songs that involve love.
Please no more sugar sugar your the only one in my eyes.
Sweetie, sweetie I want to me with you.
Just please not another love song.
We all know what happens at the end,
We get a heartache while the stupid love songs are on the radio. Please, Please no more.
No more songs about love
Cause we all know the end of the story.
We will be in pieces.
Please Please no more Sunshine, Sunshine
Your my sunshine,
Or no more Hunnybun, Hunnybun I am sticked to you.
We all know there's not a happy ending.
So just please not another love song.
Our hearts cannot take another.
We all know how the nightmare begins.
We'll be happy,
Then you'll go break our hearts.
While we'll listen to that love song.
So please, please no more love songs.
No more hun, hun I need to be with you.
We all know the truth about these love songs.
Please no more sunsflower, sunflower your my only sun.
Please not another love song
Cause we don't need to get hurt then listen to a sappy love song.
We all know the truth.
So therefore please not another love song.
poem by Makayla Straight
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Audio is superior in music
A song from Television,
And a song from Radio,
When you listen to,
You are absorbed more
From the radio.
There you see the words,
And hear the tune,
With eyes shut.
20.08.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Natural Love
There is a natural mystic love flowing through the air and,
If you listen carefully you will hear and feel it;
For my sweet love is all that you need to grow in life.
There is a natural mystic love blowing around you and,
If you listen carefully now you will feel it and taste it;
For my sweet love is all that you need on this love.
Oh my natural lover! Where are you?
Oh my natural woman! Where are you?
For you are the mystics of my eyes among the lot;
And your sweet moves do turn me on!
Try to bring your natural love closer to me for,
I will do anything for this love;
I am in love and i will die for you!
Try to bring your natural love to me and,
Come and cool down my heartbeat;
For i am in love with you and,
I will make use of this natural mystics that flows around.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Love Song
hush! don't cry and listen
can you hear it? ...no? ... then listen closely
now can you hear it?
yes that's it
the song
the song of love
i can hear it too
but i cannot seem to feel it within me
for my heart has left me shattered and pained
bleeding heavily for the love that i've lost
tears fill my eyes everytime i hear it
the love song
i can feel it
slowly trying to penetrate these safety walls that i've built
taunting me to pen my heart once more
to love again, to play again, to hurt for one last time
the song of love
can you see what it's trying to do?
it's trying to taint me with its permanent scars
trying to mark me with its blissfull, bitter-sweet meories
the love song
make it stop! shut it up! make it less joyful
can't listen to it anymore
my ears gone deaf from lies i've heard
my heart has gone numb with the pain
the love song
just make it stop
make it stop
poem by Fortunate Thembekile Xulu
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Our Song
a song I never knew
has now become the song I can never forget
it is the song that can cure all
for I sit and listen to that song everyday
its reminds me of all the good
it reminds me of so much
for these lyrics I will never forget
for no matter how bad a day
all I have to do is hit play
and it will all be ok
with this one song I become
so peaceful
so happy
so relaxed
I never thought I would ever feel this calm
but now I do
everyday
because of this song
our song
the song that reminds me of you
of us
of love
of happiness
of everything good
so now I lay here and just listen
listen to our song
I lay here in happiness
as I listen to our song
word by word
I become happier
as I listen to this song
not one time
but over and over
for this is the only song I want to hear
its me, you, and this song
our song
poem by Caleb Jones
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The Stature of Truth
Watch them closely.
Your greater life depends on this.
See their bodies, watch their faces,
listen to their sound, which is
now the sound that we all own.
Now see your self, seeing them;
watch your self, watching them;
listen to your self, listening
to yourself. This is the moment
grace graces us. Our grace.
This shelf-stacker with
a battered face; this
village lady with a homely build;
this child, who, simply, sings
as if that could not be more natural:
see them; watch them; listen to the sound.
See them in profile: nobility
now shapes their face;
this is what heroes are,
heroes who await our call.
They have surrendered to their self;
was it we who called them?
Are there times when truth itself
is impatient of release; cannot wait
for us to earn that?
Perhaps just a few bars, as the song
begins to take them over,
sings, them; perhaps the climax of the song,
when all we can do is wildly clap,
applaud ourselves for what they’ve told us
that we always knew: we too, heroes,
heroines, waiting for the call
to be ourselves:
for a few bars, their stature
is beyond measure; remind yourself,
you saw it, watched them, listened:
listened to the sound which says
this, my sound, is the sound
that can do anything. anything:
now I make the world anew.
For a few bars, they tell us
this, this is who we are,
every one of us; this is
what talent’s given for; this,
what we were made for;
this is how great we are.
This is the sound of truth
singing the truth of truth itself;
this is what grace can do.
This is who we are.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Baby Blues
(bth australian version)
I wonder whats happening to me
Things are changing so dramatically
Ill search for you, youre not really there
Still I wonder knowing that you do care
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
He is the best thing to come my way
Perfect picture baby blues in my day
He is the best thing to come around
Sleeping in his cradle safe and sound
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
Baby blues, baby blues
Baby blues, baby blues
Baby baby, baby blues
Baby baby, baby blues
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
song performed by by Cranberries
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If you want no disappointments, don't indulge in illusions.
Cursed
And yet you are alone.
You cry to the Heavens
your song of lost Hope
and Sorrows.
Your song of lies.
The sweet words
that you only hope
I will hear.
But I do not listen.
And you see it
in my eyes.
The glitter of Indifference.
And you try to steal
it and tuck it
into your sock.
But it will not work for you.
I will not work for you.
It is not inside you
and you will always
have the curse
of Compassion.
poem by Zoe Guillory
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Touch Of Love
I Have A Wish
A Wish To Touch
To Touch The Surface Of A Piano
And Play My Song
My Song Of My Hope
Just For You
My One And Only Love
Dream
Hope
And Life
To Let You Hear The Sound
The Sound Of My Heart
That Loves And Care
For You
Till That Day
The Day Of My Heart
The Day Of This Heart Falls
Falls Apart
But I Will
I Will Keep Playing This
This Song
The Song Of My Hope
I Will Keep Hopeing
To Let You Feel My Song
My One And Only Song
That I Have
Have Put My Life Into
And Just
Just To Let You
And Only For You
To Hear
I Will Keep Playing
Until My Life Break
My Life End
And Goes Away
Go To Your Heart
And Hope It Stays
Stays There Forever
LIke I Wish I Would
Just Like
Like From The Very Beginning
I Saw You
With My Eyes
As You Meet Mine.
poem by Piitaa Lefex
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Listen To The Rain
(Rain)
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen listen
Listen to each drop of rain (listen listen)
Aaah
Whispering secrets in rain (listen listen)
Aaah
Frantically searching for someone to hear
That story be more than it hides
Please don't let go
Can't we stay for a while?
It's just to hard to say goodbye
Listen to the rain
Aa...ah
Listen listen listen listen listen listen to the rain
Weeping
Oo...ooh oooh ooh oo...ooh
Oo...ooh oooh oh oh
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen
I stand alone in the storm (listen listen)
Suddenly sweet words take hold
(Listen listen)
Hurry they stay for you haven't much time
Open your eyes to the love around you
You can feel youre alone
But I'm here still with you
You can do what you dream
Just remember to listen to the rain
oo...ooh oh oh oh oh
ooh ooh oh oh oooh
Listen
song performed by by Evanescence
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