I wanted something very dense, something that would sustain long and more pieces of wood that would be soft, sweet, for more of a mellow sound.
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In The Shade Of The Green Wood
In the shade of the green wood
The holly does grow,
While in soft rays of sunlight
The wild roses glow,
And I smell their sweet perfume
That gently floats by,
Past trees strong and mighty
That reach to the sky,
The pathway of gold autumn
Leaves still remain,
As I walk through the green wood again.
In the shade of the green wood
This bright sunny morn,
That's so cool in the shadows
A new day is born,
All the birds in the treetops
Are singing for me,
Sweet songs of the summer
Which fill me with glee,
And know from its beauty
I never shall part,
For the green wood does live in my heart.
In the shade of the green wood
A soft gentle breeze,
Now caresses the branches
And whispers through trees,
A sound reassuring
Shall carry me to,
All the scenes that exist
In each marvellous view,
It's here that my spirit
Shall always now stay,
And the green wood is guiding my way.
poem by Andrew Blakemore
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Alexandra
Oh Alexandra!
Your sweet love will sustain my old age;
And like a priest with his diviners,
You are the right food that i need on this love.
Come to me oh Alexandra!
Come and sustain my old age;
For i have grain and wine to satisfy you.
Your sweet love is like the due of heaven,
And it will make me fell better all day long;
So come and sustain my old age.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Journey Beyond Death
Pranab k c
08/2011
So nervous were my eyes
when I saw my body lied in sleep
A sweet and soft moonlight everywhere
from ocean to mountain
from meadows to graveyard
walls, roof and floor are out of existence
a light soft and sweet flowing everywhere
So nervous was my memory
can't recollect the finest tune of life
I heard so long ago before my death
can't recollect
Yet alive I was but just out of me
the body in deep sleep and I
flying without feather everywhere
from ditch to dense
from narrow to wide
no heaven, no hell
only sweet and soft light white
everywhere, in every inch of all the imagery...
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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My Piney Wood
I have a tiny piney wood;
my trees are only fifty,
Yet give me shade and solitude
For they are thick and thrifty.
And every day to me they fling
With largess undenying,
Fat cones to make my kettle sing
And keep my pan a-frying.
Go buy yourself a piney wood
If you have gold for spending,
Where you can dream in mellow mood
With peace and joy unending;
Where you can cheerfully retreat
Beyond all churchly chiding,
And make yourself a temple sweet
Of rapturous abiding.
Oh silence has a secret voice
That claims the soul for portal,
And those who hear it may rejoice
Since they are more than mortal.
So sitting in my piney wood
When soft the owl is winging,
As still as Druid stone I brood . . .
For hark! the stars are singing.
poem by Robert William Service
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Well, obviously I wanted it to sound as original as possible. I suppose the influences that we had were probably from the actual power point of view we wanted to be like the Who. Vocally we wanted to be like the Beach Boys, whatever was good at the time.
Under The Dark Of The Vine Veranda
Coral dust blows
off the white beach
onto the slatted table.
Overhead, a trellis
of brown wood and green leaves
and, pushing through, dense clusters
of pink and white
Ladies’ Finger Nails,
sweet scented with a trace of lime.
An orchestra of cicadas,
the rustling of a million
tiny silver bells.
A fine sprinkling sound.
Like frost.
poem by Brian Taylor
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I Hate Myself And Want To Die (Outtake '92)
Runny nose and runny yolk
Even if you have a cold still
You can cough on me again
I still havent had my fulfill
In the someday what's that sound?
In the someday what's that sound?
In the someday what's that sound?
In the someday what's that sound?
Broken heart and broken bones
Think of how a castrated horsefeels
One more quirky cliche'd phrase
You're the one I wanna refill
In the someday what's that sound?
In the someday what's that sound?
In the someday what's that sound?
In the someday what's that sound?
most people don't realize
that two large pieces of coral,
painted brown, and attached tohis skull
with common wood screws can makea child look like a deer
In the someday what's that sound?
In the someday what's that sound?
In the someday what's that sound?
In the someday what's that sound?
Runny nose and runny yolk
Even if you have a cold still
You can cough on me again
I still havent had my fulfill
In the someday what's that sound?
In the someday what's that sound?
In the someday what's that sound?
In the someday what's that sound
song performed by by Nirvana
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In the Dark Pine-Wood
In the dark pine-wood
I would we lay,
In deep cool shadow
At noon of day.
How sweet to lie there,
Sweet to kiss,
Where the great pine-forest
Enaisled is!
Thy kiss descending
Sweeter were
With a soft tumult
Of thy hair.
O unto the pine-wood
At noon of day
Come with me now,
Sweet love, away.
poem by James Joyce
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Pieces Of Ice
(m. jordan/j. capek)
Walking blind across this silver room
Looking through a smoke menagerie
Looking at your face inside of me
In the darkness youre tunisia
Nights are long entropic
I cant seem to cope
Its cold when I look in your eyes
Pieces of ice
Pieces of ice
Pieces of ice
Pieces of ice
Where the zebra lightning strikes the room
Foreign words are strutted through the gloom
Women swooping down like birds of prey
Never close but never far away
Night are long entropic
I cant seem to cope
Its cold when I look in your eyes
Pieces of ice
Pieces of ice
Pieces of ice
Pieces of ice
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Sweet Forever
I lay there dreaming of you
feeling your heart beat inside me
and long to hear your voice whisper
sweet forever in my ear
like the sound of a soft desert wind
carrying me away and setting me free
Wanting to never let you go
while I hold you close here
watching your beauty shine
like the warm summer sun
that's shining through my soul
as we share our love together
Letting every emotion I have show
kissing you all over again and again
just knowing you were always mine
and that you would forever be
girl always the only one
that my eye's could only see
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Feeling The Life Of This Earth
at the end it is just you and
as usual all alone with a little
difference though
that in this particular moment
the moon above you is full and
floats as calmly as a mellow shade
of borrowed light
soft and tender
above your hair
there is home in loneliness now
no one screams and blames another
there is no running anymore
away from something broken
or shattered glass with pointed
pieces
you lay your body upon soft green grass
under the thin golden shade of light
feeling the the life of earth
gently gently beating
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ill Be Mellow When Im Dead
I dont care about your karma
I dont care about whats hip
No space cadets gonna tell me what to do
I wont swim in your jacuzzi
You cant make me settle down
Id rather kick and jump and bite and scratch
And scream until Im blue
I may as well be hyper as long as Im still around
cause Ill have lots of time to be laid back
When Im six feet underground.
(chorus)
Ill be mellow when Im dead (Ill be mellow when Im dead)
Ill be mellow when Im dead (Ill be mellow when Im dead)
Ill be mellow when Im dead (Ill be mellow when Im dead)
When are you cosmic cowboys gonna get it through your heads
Ill be mellow when Im dead
Ill be mellow when Im dead
Ill be mellow when Im dead
I cant stand the smell of incense
I dont really like to jog
No joanie mitchell 8-tracks in the car (oooh)
I hate anything organic
Even health food makes me sick
You wont catch me sipping perrier
Down in some sushi bar, I tell you
Nows the time to go for all the gusto you can grab
Youll have plenty of time to be low-key
When youre laid out on the slab
(chorus)
Ow! bobcat!
I dont want no part of that vegetarian scene
I wont buy me a pair of designer jeans
No redwood hot tub to my name
I got all that I want and if its all the same to you
I dont need a course in selfawareness
To find out who I am
And Id rather have a big mac or a jumbo jack
Than all the bean sprouts in japan
Ah so dont ask me what Im into
I dont need to prove Im cool
Ill break your arm if you ask me whats my sign
I wont tell you where my heads at
I dont need to see no shrink
Psychosis may be in this year but Im really not that kind
And Im in no hurry to be casual
In fact I think Ill wait
Until Im pushing up the daisies
Like wow, man, can you relate?
Ill be mellow when Im dead
Ill be mellow when Im dead
Ill be mellow when Im dead (mellow when Im dead)
Ill be mellow when Im dead
Ill be mellow when Im dead
Ill be mellow when Im dead (mellow when Im dead)
Ill be mellow when Im dead
Ill be mellow when Im dead .....wooooowww!
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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The Fires of Love
The fires of love
can burn out so easily
if they are not tended that well.
They need nurturing and fed
to sustain the passion well.
The fires of love
will smoulder and die
if the coals are not stoked
every once in a while
to sustain passions glow.
The fires of love
are not only for the youth.
Even in age we mellow,
we must still let the embers know
the fire burns within the passions well.
(19 August 2011)
poem by David Harris
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The Bird
(9/15/12)
I saw a bird perched on a tree
I looked at him and he looked at me.
The strangest bird that I ever did see
He had a tail about four inches long
With that body it did not belong.
He had a body smaller than a sparrow
With a beak long and narrow.
He made a sound that I never heard
Not like one you'd hear from a bird.
It was not like the sounds of a love bird
Canary, or cockatoo, but a soft whistle
Which filled the air, and with all
Living things it wanted to share.
It was like a hypnotic sound
And turned my head completely around.
His soft whistling cry was like
A call to the wild
Brought flocks of birds
Of every color and style.
Landing on every branch of the tree
And left no empty space that I could see.
This was the most beautiful sight that
I had ever saw, and I knew
I will see it no more.
© L. RAMS
poem by Louis Rams
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Pick Up The Pieces Again
(sylvester)
Evening, I see the sun
Leaving today
Cool night, mellow light
Dont fade away
Your eyes, paradise
What do they say
Leaving, loving
Stay one more day
And after all the tears have fallen my way
Youd think that we could never feel the same
Love is strange
Pick up the pieces again
Long time, friend of mine
Words of farewell
Love is, the learning
I knew you well
And after all the tears have fallen my way
Youd think that we could never feel the same
Love is strange
Pick up the pieces again
Pick up the pieces
song performed by by Hollies
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Manifesto
Blues are falling like showers of rain, but I dont feel like crying
Death himself is abroad this day, but I dont feel like dying
I learnt how to sustain myself
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
The enemy has the biggest tanks, and he sure knows how to use them
Our best, and only, chance, is to thoroughly confuse him
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
Her tongue was like a scythe and all her bones were haunted
A scapegoat for her life was all she ever wanted
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
Sir bedivere slept in a field, his armour strewn around him
Curled foetus-like beneath his shield, still weeping when we found him
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
I teetered on the edge of doom, degenerate and broken
She washed the blood out of my wounds, and spoke the great unspoken
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
His monstrous ego whipped and driven raged beneath his clothing
The complement he paid was given not with grace but loathing
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
Deliverance is at the gate with arms and gold in store
He apologises for being late, but I dont need him anymore
I learnt how to sustain myself
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
Scoured and stripped of all pretence, shorn of all illusion
I offer nothing in my defence, you can draw your own conclusions
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
(trans. sean miller - [email protected])
song performed by by Waterboys
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In A Mellow Tone
In a mellow tone
Feeling fancy free
And Im not alone
Ive got company
Everythings ok
The live long day
With this mellow song
I cant go wrong
In a mellow tone
Thats the way to live
If you mope and groan
Somethings gotta give
Just go your way
And laugh and play
Theres joy unknown
In a mellow tone
(scat)
In a mellow tone
(bridge)
In a mellow tone
Feeling fancy free
And Im not alone
Ive got company
Everythings ok
The live long day
With this mellow song
I cant go wrong
In a mellow tone
Thats the way to live
If you mope and groan
Somethings gotta give
Just go your way
And laugh and play
Theres joy unknown
In a mellow tone
In a mellow tone
In a mellow tone
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Jesus Was A Man
JESUS WAS A MAN
HE WAS BETTER THAN YOU OR I
AND THEY DIDN'T TELL HIM
NO THEY TELL HIM
YOU DIDN'T KNOW
HITLER WAS A MAN
HE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO ANYMORE
EVERYBODY SAID SOMEONE ELSE
BUT THEY KNOW THAT IS A LIE
YEAH, GANDHI WAS A MAN
HE TOOK THE MILLIONS AND GAVE THEM MORE
WE ALL ADORE
I SAID IT LONG AGO WHEN THE SITUATIONS SCREAM SO TRUE
ALL OF IT WAS LONG AGO IN HUMANITY
SO CLIMB OUT OF THE CRADLE AND SHOW YOURSELF
TO THE REST OF HUMANITY
'COS I TOLD YOU LONG AGO EVEN THOUGH YOU KNOW YOURSELF
AND ALL YOU THOUGHT WAS TRUE, SO TRUE, TOO TRUE
THE PIECES OF YOU
LITTLE PIECES, LITTLE PIECES OF YOU
OHLITTLE PIECES OF ME AND YOU
JESUS WAS A MAN
HE WAS BETTER THAN YOU OR I
NO ONE TOLD HIM, NO ONE KNEW
HITLER WAS A MAN
YOU KNOW IT
IN HUMANITY TO MAN
PIECES OF YOU
LITTLE PIECES OF ME AND YOU
OHOH
LITTLE PIECES OF ME AND YOU
OHOHOH
MY GUITAR DOESN'T WORK
I WANNA PLAY A SOLO!
Submitted by Michael Hack
song performed by by INXS
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My Mexican Mellow Moon
to Roger! who will always be my mexican mellow moon
he soothes and cares, he makes me laugh
my mexican mellow moon
he looks after me and cheers while poking my tummy
my mexican mellow moon
he's eccentric and weird, my very good friend
my mexican mellow moon
don't think about leaving, my heart will be broken
my mexican mellow moon
i'll always remember my buddy forever
my mexican mellow moon
Springy Phrases
What is this sound
So sharp and so clear
That tickles and titillates
Against my ear
What tis it that causes
My spirits to sing
What could it be
This most miraculous thing
What is that makes me
feel so alive again
After an infernal winter
That seemed without end
After the ice and the freezing
And the frost bitten fingers
What is that crisp new sound
That echoes and lingers
What could it be
That makes me feel so full of hope
What could it be that
Makes me feel and act like a dope
What is this gentle sound
That Fractures fearsome, frozen rivers
this soft sibilant sound
That gives surcease to my shivers
What is that sound that
makes me feel like I’m ten again
I think that I know now…
It’s an old, long lost friend
What is this wondrous noise
and clamorous din
That makes my heart take wing
It could only be
what we’ve wanted, you see
The noisy thing that is breaking ….is Spring!
poem by David Whalen
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