White Hart Lane was always a place where I felt I belonged.
quote by David Ginola
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Travelling down memory lane
Traveling down memory lane
is not all black 'n white.
Traveling down memory lane
is not all lacking light.
Traveling down memory lane
is not eye filled with tears.
Traveling down memory lane
brings fresh and soothing air.
Traveling down memory lane
is love & pain, fun with friends.
Traveling down memory lane
is full of curves and bends.
Traveling down memory lane
is a test of time and mind
Traveling down memory lane
is a joy of it's kind.
poem by Ralph Acosta
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Trvelling down the memory lane
Travelling down the memory lane
is not all black 'n white.
Travelling down the memory lane
is not all lacking light.
Travelling down the memory lane
is not eye filled with tears.
Travelling down the memory lane
brings fresh and soothing air.
Travelling down the memory lane
is college, fun and friend.
Travelling down the memory lane
is full of curves and bends.
Travelling down the memory lane
is a test of time and mind
Travelling down the memory lane
is a joy of it's kind.
Poet: Spandan Bhattacharyya
poem by Spandan Bhattacharyya
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Lover's Lane
Summah night an' sighin' breeze,
'Long de lovah's lane;
Frien'ly, shadder-mekin' trees,
'Long de lovah's lane.
White folks' wo'k all done up gran'--
Me an' 'Mandy han'-in-han'
Struttin' lak we owned de lan',
'Long de lovah's lane.
Owl a-settin' 'side de road,
'Long de lovah's lane,
Lookin' at us lak he knowed
Dis uz lovah's lane.
Go on, hoot yo' mou'nful tune,
You ain' nevah loved in June,
An' come hidin' f'om de moon
Down in lovah's lane.
Bush it ben' an' nod an' sway,
Down in lovah's lane,
Try'n' to hyeah me whut I say
'Long de lovah's lane.
But I whispahs low lak dis,
An' my 'Mandy smile huh bliss--
Mistah Bush he shek his fis',
Down in lovah's lane.
Whut I keer ef day is long,
Down in lovah's lane.
I kin allus sing a song
'Long de lovah's lane.
An' de wo'ds I hyeah an' say
Meks up fu' de weary day
Wen I's strollin' by de way,
Down in lovah's lane.
An' dis t'ought will allus rise
Down in lovah's lane;
Wondah whethah in de skies
Dey 's a lovah's lane.
Ef dey ain't, I tell you true,
'Ligion do look mighty blue,
'Cause I do' know whut I 'd do
'Dout a lovah's lane.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Get Back
(LennonMcCartney)
[Sweet Loretta Fat thought she was a cleaner but she was a frying pan.]
Jojo was a man who thought he was a loner
But he knew it wouldn't last.
Jojo left his home in Tucson, Arizona
For some California grass.
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back Jojo. Go home
Get back, get back.
Back to where you once belonged
Get back, get back.
Back to where you once belonged.
Get back Jo.
Sweet Loretta Martin thought she was a woman
But she was another man
All the girls around her say she's got it coming
But she gets it while she can
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back Loretta. Go home
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back Loretta
Your mother's waiting for you
Wearing her high-heel shoes
And her low-neck sweater
Get on home Loretta
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
[Thanks, Mo! ...on behalf of the group I hope we passed the audition.]
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Lost Inspiration
What I had as my soul,
Belonged to someone else,
What I had as my breath,
belonged to someone else,
All that belonged to me was my heart,
All that belongs to me is my heart,
All that'll belong to me is my heart....
What I saw with my eyes,
Was someone else's vision,
What I thought were my thoughts,
Was someone else's decision,
All that belonged to me was my heart,
All that belongs to me is my heart,
All that'll belong to me is my heart....
Someone was taught me life,
In bits and pieces, cut with heart's knife,
Someone else was when my laughter cried,
And my cries smiled,
Someone else is a living dream,
The shining sun in a mountain stream,
Someone else is white,
Mixture of all seven colors,
Someone else is peaceful,
Divine, my heart's lover,
That someone else was my soul,
Someone else was my breath,
Someone else was my eyes,
Someone else was my mind,
Someone else is someone lost,
That someone's presence was my heart's cost,
In that someone's palms,
my 'belonging' lies,
With that someone,
my inspiration dies......
poem by Apurva Jain
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Get Back
(john lennon, paul mccartney)
[all this and world war ii, various artists, 1976]
Damn this bloody war. periscope up. [spoken by ringo]
Alright, ow
Jo jo was a man who thought he was a loner,
But he knew it wouldnt last.
Jo jo left his home in tucson arizona,
For some california grass.
Get back! get back!
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back! get back!
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back jo jo
[nstrumental verse]
Get back! get back!
Get back to where you once belonged
You better go on back! get back!
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back
Yeah
Sweet loretta modern
Thought she was a woman,
But she was another man.
All the girls around her
Said she had it coming
But she gets it while she can.
Get back! get back!
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back! you better get on back
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back! get back!
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back jo jo
Get back! get back!
Get back to where you once belonged
Ah yeah, ow
Get back, loretta
Youre mamas waitin
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Ow ow
Ow ow ow
Get back
Me and you
Jo jo was a man who thought he was a loner,
But he knew it couldnt last.
Jo jo left his home in tucson arizona,
For some california grass.
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Hell Is Chrome
When the devil came
He was not red
He was chrome, and he said
Come with me
You must go
So I went
Where everything was clean
So precise and towering
I was welcomed
With open arms
I received so much help in every way
I felt no fear
I felt no fear
The air was crisp
Like sunny late winter days
A springtime yawning high in the haze
And I felt like I belonged
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me
song performed by by Wilco
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O My Hart!
O my hart and O my hart!
My hart it is so sore,
Sens I must nedys from my love depart
And know no cunse wherefore.
poem by Henry VIII King of England
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Brogan's Lane
There's a crack in the city—down that sharp street
In couples, and armed, tramp rozzers on beat.
Like a joss, silhouetted across the pane,
A Chinese face watches down Brogan’s Lane,
Brogan’s Lane, Brogan’s Lane,
A reeling moon blinks over Brogan’s Lane.
Flash Fred, when he dives on a red lot, sneaks thro’
To moscow the swag with a Polaky Jew.
Tho’ rooked by old Shylock, he needn’t complain,
The melting pot bubbles in Brogan’s Lane,
Brogan’s Lane, Brogan’s Lane,
Rats pinch from their cobbers down Brogan’s Lane.
And Jenny, fresh down from the country, goes gay
And drives to the races and laughs at the play;
Till one morn, lying out in the cold and the rain,
A body is perished in Brogan’s Lane,
Brogan’s Lane, Brogan’s Lane,
There’s only one turn to the long last lane.
With opium dens, sly cribs, bones and rags,
’Tis the haunt of thieves, wastrels, poor women and vags.
They booze to bring joy, they sin to numb pain,
But there’ll come a stretch at the end of the lane,
Brogan’s Lane, Brogan’s Lane,
The river and morgue shadow Brogan’s Lane.
poem by Louis Esson
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You left without a goodbye
You left a life time ago.
You never said goodbye.
The angels took you home.
To rest in a beautiful place.
You never said good bye
Hart breaking as it is.
Your last words I did hear.
Was I love you.
Hart breaking it was.
Remember the red roses.
You loved them so.
Death is a permant thing
Death is forever
Goodbye could be the end
If you want it to be.
Let them live on in your hart
in spirit and another world.
Then they never reall left you.
Amy Kerswell
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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If You Belonged To Me
Waltzing round the room tonight
In someone elses clothes
Youre always coming out of things
Smelling like a rose
You hang your head and your heart is filled with so much misery
Youd be happy as you could be
If you belonged to me
You say lets go to the rodeo
And see some cowboy fall
Sometimes it seems to me youve
Got no sympathy at all
You keep on going on and on about how youre so free
Youd be happy as you could be
If you belonged to me
It aint easy to get to you
But there must be some kind of a way
If only two could look to you
For only one moment of each day
Youre saying that youre all washed up
Got nothing else to give
Seems like you never figured out
How long you have to live
You could feel like a baby again sitting on your daddys knee
Oh how happy you would be
If you belonged to me
The guy your with is a ruthless pimp
Everybody knows
Every cent he takes from you
Goes straight up his nose
You look so sad, youre going so mad, any fool can see
Youd be happy as you could be
If you belonged to me
Youd be happy as you could be
If you belonged to me
song performed by by George Harrison
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Memory Lane
This is the place
You end up when
You lose the chase
Where you're dragged against your will
From a basement on the hill
And all anybody knows is
You're not like them
They kick you in the head
And send you back to bed
Isolation pulled you past a tunnel to a
Bright world where you can make a place to stay
But everybody's scared of this place
They're staying away
Your little house on memory lane
The mayor's name is fear
His force patrols the pier
From a mountain of cliche
That advances everyday
The doctor spoke of cloud
He rained out loud
You'll keep the doors and windows shut
And swear
You'll never show a soul again
But isolation pushes you til every muscle aches
Down the only road it ever takes
But everybody's scared of this place
They're staying away
Your little house on memory lane
If it's your decision
To be open about yourself
Be careful or else
Be careful or else
I'm comfortable apart
It's all written on my chart
That I take what's given to me
Most cooperatively
I do what people say
And lie in bed all day
Absolutely horrified
I hope you're satisfied
Isolation pushes past self-hatred, guilt, and shame
To a place where sufferings just a game
But everybody's scared of this place
They're staying away
Your little house on memory lane
Your little house on memory lane
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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October Air
Cool and crisp October
Seizes my memory.
I can never forget…
Trees cut out to make a clearing,
Just enough shelter to guard our friendship.
Everyday was spent there.
It became our lives.
Away from the schoolyard drama,
The yelling of our parents-
It was a whole, separate life,
Without worry.
It was a place that belonged to us,
A place where we belonged.
Whatever names we were called,
Whatever trouble we had made,
Was left at the door.
Those things were not important inside.
We were ourselves.
We were best friends, with nothing to hide
And nothing to offer,
But ourselves.
October again now, still as cool and crisp.
Just enough frost to bring a tear to my eye.
I long to go back there,
But it would never feel the same.
poem by Leslie Kavanagh
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Depth of Feeling
In my hart there is a place,
empty and dark and full of flame,
tortured and beaten down by thoughts,
memories of you are in my head,
my soul cries out and is full of dread,
will you return and give me life,
or will my hart shrivel up and die,
only you can bring me out,
show me the love that we once had.
poem by Tony Riyat
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Strolling On The Memory Lane
oh, i went to memory lane
too,
i've seen much already.
i come back to what i am
and what i have become,
i hold on to my vision,
my dreams
i write about hope, and
imagine
my future, another 20 years,
another 30 years more,
i pray,
the memory lane is black and white
and then
it faded like a denim
a murky river where i lift my feet
up above the water
and as i move towards the shore,
i decided, i thought,
the memory lane serves me
no more
it was short, and it will not be
repeated
i wake up, and then i forget.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I never felt I belonged. I was always an outsider.
quote by Ethel Waters
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Lovingly Welcome
It has made me soft spoken
Just to widen base and retaken
You said it plain and admitted
What on earth joy to be felt and get elated!
You were in dire need
As I too was given little feed
Love wins love and joy to over joy
I have this moment now to enjoy
How good I felt when you revealed
'That love so far was secretly confined'
You wanted it to come out in open
The still box has to be reopened
Your address to me so far remained formal
My joy is doubled when you made it informal
I am what I am and suppose to be
You are a inspirational and love bird as free
It speaks of secret bond
That I was very much fond
Of everything that belonged you
You were my idol and that is very much true
I went around whole universe
With intense love and no curse
You belonged to me and may remain till last
As latest things have turned it very fast
May I take your hand into mine
And ask ' is this all to make me feel fine'
Shall I hold it for years to come?
Kiss on forehead and lovingly welcome
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I knew I belonged to the public and to the world, not because I was talented or even beautiful, but because I had never belonged to anything or anyone else.
quote by Marilyn Monroe
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I never belonged anywhere. I just felt like a creature from another planet.
quote by Siobhan Fahey
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Strolling down memory lane
Strolling down memory lane
Where the colors begin to fade.
Strolling down memory lane
Is where I want you to come along.
Strolling down memory lane
is a test of time and mind.
Strolling down memory lane
I won’t be afraid.
Strolling down memory lane
Is not lacking in color.
Strolling down memory lane
Is not a big bummer.
Strolling down memory lane
Not a storm in sight
Strolling down memory lane
is joy without bite.
A memory that I have created in my mind,
Stands the test of time.
Memories are like dream, a reflection of the past.
My memories can kiss my…
Ask me no questions I will tell you no lies.
poem by Taran Burke
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