Keeping score of old scores and scars, getting even and one-upping, always makes you less than you are.
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Keeping score of old scores and scars, getting even and one-upping, always make you less than you are.
quote by Malcolm Forbes
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Balance
What island is this that I'm on?
With no regrets that I'm desolate.
What is it that I gave up and glad is gone?
That left me with headaches from night 'till dawn!
I sought to seek...
And now I keep,
Within me deep...
A,
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.
What island is this that I'm on?
With no regrets that I'm desolate.
What is it that I gave up and glad is gone?
That left me with headaches from night 'till dawn!
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.
And I had to distance from those shores.
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
And I will keep this with me forevermore.
Balance.
I will keep this with me forevermore.
My balance!
And,
I will keep this with me forevermore.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Finder Keepers, Losers Weepers
Finders, keepers, losers, weepers
I won't weep and I won't moan
'Cause I found you and your love so true
And I'm keeping you for my own
Heads I win or tails I lose
I bet my heart to win your love
The day you kissed me, good luck was with me
And I thank my lucky stars above
I'm not the kind to play for fun
I only play for keeps and I'm keeping all the love I won
Finders, keepers, losers, weepers
The loser has to pay the score
He lost you and I found you
And I'm keeping you for ever more
I'm not the kind to play for fun
I only play for keeps and I'm keeping all the love I won
Finders, keepers, losers, weepers
The loser has to pay the score
He lost you and I found you
And I'm keeping you for ever more
He lost you and I found you
And I'm keeping you for ever more
Yeah he lost you and I found you
And I'm keeping you for ever more
He lost you and I found you
And I'm keeping you for ever more
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Finders Keepers, Losers Weepers
(words & music by d. jones - o. jones)
Finders, keepers, losers, weepers
I wont weep and I wont moan
cause I found you and your love so true
And Im keeping you for my own
Heads I win or tails I lose
I bet my heart to win your love
The day you kissed me, good luck was with me
And I thank my lucky stars above
Im not the kind to play for fun
I only play for keeps and Im keeping all the love I won
Finders, keepers, losers, weepers
The loser has to pay the score
He lost you and I found you
And Im keeping you for ever more
Im not the kind to play for fun
I only play for keeps and Im keeping all the love I won
Finders, keepers, losers, weepers
The loser has to pay the score
He lost you and I found you
And Im keeping you for ever more
He lost you and I found you
And Im keeping you for ever more
Yeah he lost you and I found you
And Im keeping you for ever more
He lost you and I found you
And Im keeping you for ever more
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Scars
Now I see that you are pushing me away,
The scars remain as my pain,
I can see that my veins are full of scars,
Scars of remaining past,
Scars from all those cutting,
Scars from all the pain I went through,
Love is vain,
The rain might pour down,
But nothing has stop me from seeing the scars I have left behind,
Nothing can’t stop me from seeing the remaining scars,
All my scars, all my memories remain as my pain.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Keeping An Agenda Makes A Difference
Hoping I'd awaken next to someone who had thrilled,
Is a heartache I had dumped.
Wishing for someone to come to undo all my ills,
Is a heartached I had dumped.
Keeping faith and praying I would find somebody real,
Is a heartache I had dumped.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Yes I believe...
Priorities kept in sight,
Eventually makes things turn out right...
If a patience isn't hit by a car,
Or struck by lightening.
Yes I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Hoping I'd awaken next to someone who had thrilled,
Is a heartache I had dumped.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Wishing for someone to come to undo all my ills,
Is a heartached I had dumped.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Keeping faith and praying I would find somebody real,
Is a heartache I had dumped.
Yes I believe...
Priorities kept in sight,
Eventually makes things turn out right...
If a patience isn't hit by a car,
Or struck by lightening.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
With eyes opened wide.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
With eyes opened wide.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I worked on scores. I went to the musical library in Berlin which is very famous. I discovered that we had scores of Beethoven, printed scores of Beethoven, that are full of mistakes. Not the wrong or false notes, but the wrong dynamic, understandable things.
quote by Kurt Masur
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Turn It Up
Turn it up, turn it so loud
It dont ever stop
No no no no
Turn it up, makes me so proud
I believe in this feeling
Well youve lost all the things
That sharing could bring
Thought you were doing right
But violence and flames
And torches and chains
Are fuelling
These new northern lights
Like prisoners working
On infertile land
Took eight years
To find out the score
If youre sick then youre lonely
Out of work then youre hungry
The sentence is four years more
Turn it up, turn it so loud
It dont ever stop
No no no no
Turn it up, makes me so proud
I believe in this feeling
Turn it up, turn it up
Right up, right up
Who says poverty and race
Can be kept in their place
By keeping it
All underground
And ruling the country
Are unfaithful husbands
Who spank little boys
Gagged and bound
Theres got to be a better way
For you and for me
To turn this hypocrisy round
The growth of a nation
Cannot be achieved
By keeping
The downtrodden down
Turn it up, turn it so loud
It dont ever stop
No no no no
Turn it up, makes me so proud
I believe in this feeling
Turn it up, turn it up
Right up, right up
song performed by by Simply Red
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Jesus Holds My Hand
I saw Jesus last night.
He layed beside me,
held my hand.
I felt his scars.
They didn't make me sad.
The scars are happy.
Jesus said i have scars too.
You just can't see them.
My scars cut deep
So i can't escape them.
Jesus said to give him my scars.
That he carried the sorows of the world.
I gave my scars to God last night.
He still holds my hand.
And i love Jesus.
Can you?
Scars
We all have scars.
Some visible and some hidden to the world.
We sometimes try to hide the physically scars because we think it is ugly,
but really having scars is not a bad thing.
It reminds us we can heal and get through the bad times both physically and mentally when we are ripped or torn apart.
So embrace you scars and keep on healing.
For healing and battling is a part of life.
Let people see your scars and how strong you are by healing.
poem by Christina J. Williams
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There's kind of a cool feel that happens every now and then. I guess that feel is the thing that makes the score its own score. But, I don't know exactly what that is. So, it's hard for me to answer that question.
quote by Danny Elfman
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Unable To Admit It
Accept your wounds and scars?
To forgive and forget the fact,
That upon me they have been afflicted?
No love that deep will I ever have,
For anyone who believes I can be left...
With tears wept to then leave me,
Grieving over 'their' pain and anguish.
Accept your wounds and scars?
To forgive and forget the fact,
That upon me they have been afflicted?
What makes you think to you I am addicted?
What has you convinced,
A relationship with you makes sense?
I've long been healed from your abuses.
Accept your wounds and scars,
To leave imprinted on my mind when you please?
You just don't get it do you?
When I said I loved you...
Nothing in that confession shared,
Said anything about abandoning the love I have for myself.
You are the fool unable to admit it...not me!
There is nothing about you that has stayed with me to crave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I grew up on film scores and scores from films.
quote by Skitch Henderson
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John Barry was my hero when I was about 13. His scores to the James Bond movies were the scores of my life back then.
quote by Carter Burwell
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Star Song
You got your tongue pierced once,
and you say you've got another,
that you can't show anyone,
unless it's under covers,
but you're running around showing everyone your new tattoo.
You got an A in class,
and you hoped no one would notice,
you're the smartest kid in school,
and it makes you self-conscious,
and your loser boyfriend is smoking out in the boys room.
I wish someone would tell you,
you're a star the way you are,
you know you're not fooling anyone.
No, you've got the eyes of an angel,
don't try to change, yeah,
everybody's got their scars.
(everybody's got their scars)
No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.
I bet your mom was so happy,
you became a cheerleader,
home coming queen,
just like your older sister,
'till you dyed your hair pink
and they said what were you drinking,
and it never did sink in,
it don't matter what they think.
Cause you're a star the way you are,
you know you're not fooling anyone.
No, you've got the eyes of an angel,
don't try to change, yeah,
everybody's got their scars,
(everybody's got their scars)
never mind how ugly they are.
(never mind how ugly they are)
No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.
Oh the way you are,
(oh the way you are)
oh the way you are,
(oh the way you are)
oh the way you are,
yeah.
You're a star the way you are,
You know you're not fooling anyone.
No, you've got the eyes of an angel,
don't try to change, yeah,
everybody's got their scars.
(everybody's got their scars)
No matter what they tell you
you're beautiful you are.
You're a star the way you are,
no, you're not fooling anyone.
No, you've got the eyes of an angel,
don't try to change, yeah,
everybody's got their scars,
(everybody's got their scars)
never mind how ugly they are.
(never mind how ugly they are)
No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.
No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.
No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.
song performed by by Bowling For Soup
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You must realize that honorary degrees are given generally to people whose SAT scores were too low to get them into schools the regular way. As a matter of fact, it was my SAT scores that led me into my present vocation in life, comedy.
quote by Neil Simon
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Nobody Makes Me Crazy Like You Do
(k. de vito/r. benson)
I made the first move on the floor
Hard on the points
And driving hard for more
But you werent keeping score
I couldnt let you get away
I tried to think of something cool to say
So Ill beg you to stay
Nobody turns my head
Nobody knocks me dead
Nobody makes me crazy like you do
Like you do
You told me to call you on the phone
Its busy for hours
Then youre never home
Or youre not alone
You left me standing on the street
Its pouring down rain and burning up in heat
And Im so incomplete
Nobody makes me a fool
Nobody breaks my rules
Nobody makes me crazy like you do
Like you do
Say its alright
Say its alright
Say well spend some time together
Beware the heart
Unleashed and unchained
Im on the edge
And Im not ashamed
Finally in my deepest hope
In my prison under my control
Ill never let you go
Nobodys half as tough
Nobody tears me up
Nobody makes me crazy like you do
Nobody turns my head
Nobody knocks me dead
Nobody makes me crazy like you do
Like you do
Like you do
Say its alright
Say its alright
Say well spend some time together
Say its alright
Say its alright
Say well spend some time together
(repeat to fade)
song performed by by Diana Ross
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For The Keeping
You can have my heart
It's yours for the keeping
You broke my heart once before
But I'll give it to you again
So you can fix and patch it up
You can have my heart
It's your for the keeping
I was always in love with you
And I think you knew that
You are mine and I am yours
You can have my heart
It's yours for the keeping
It's brusied and scared
It is very fragile
So please don't break it
You can have my heart
It's your for the keeping
It's not much of anything
But you can have it
Cause it's all I have to give
You can have my heart
It's yours for the keeping
Just be careful not to hurt it
Cause it has gone through hell
And it needs to heal
You can have my heart
It's yours for the keeping
Just be careful not to lose it
Cause it has lost you once
And it almost killed it
You can have my heart
It's yours for the keeping
If you don't want it
Then please be gentle and put it down softly
And please don't break it
You can have my heart
It's yours for the keeping
poem by Brandi Young
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Suicide Scars
i look at myself in the mirror wondering.
wondering what happend to the girl i used to be.
wondering why there are scars on my wrist.
why i did this to myself.
then i think back to when my whole world was crashing down.
i seem to realize that these scars are suicide scars.
i start to cry to the fact that i will have these scars for a life time.
i grab my razor put it up to my wrist.
and i start to cut.
i start to cut them suicide cuts all over again.
i cant stop.
but i guess that this will be me forever.
makeing them ugly suicide scars.
poem by Teresa Johnson
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