War at this time and in this place is unwelcome, unwise, and simply wrong.
quote by Martin Sheen
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“Right Place - Right Time” “Wrong Place – Wrong Time”
“Right Place - Right Time” “Wrong Place – Wrong Time”
We all end up there
We believe it’s the right place
We believe it’s the right time
Why do we want it to be the right place?
Why is it always the wrong place?
Why is it always the wrong time?
“Right Place - Right Time” “Wrong Place – Wrong Time”
We are happy when we are in the right place at the right time
Yet when we are in the wrong place at the wrong time
We are lost
We feel like noting
We are sad
We cry
Our feelings getting hurt
Why can’t we be in the right place all the time?
Why can we be in the right time?
“Right Place - Right Time” “Wrong Place – Wrong Time”
poem by Keith Young
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Mesmerizing
You said things I wouldnt say
Straight to my face, boy
You tossed the egg up
And I throw my hands in place, boy
After backing up as far as you could get dont you know nobody parts two rivers met
Dont you know Im very happy
You know me well
Im even happier
I like it
I like it
With all of the time in the world to spend it
Wild and unwise
I wanna be mesmerizing too
Mesmerizing too
Mesmerizing to you
With all of the time in the world to spend it
Wild and unwise
I wanna be mesmerizing too
Mesmerizing too
Mesmerizing to you
song performed by by Liz Phair
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When You Got In
I Went Out
Such Is The Wrong Timing
Of Your
Compassion
Then We Talk
About The Proper Timing
Of Our Desires
You Set The Time, The Place, And The Mood
Now It Is Not Just Desire But
Love
Yes, Love,
But Sometimes I Still Wonder
What Love Is
When Two People Meet At The Proper Time
The Proper Place, And The Proper Mood
When Everything Seems Right
And Yet
Feels So Wrong
When Everything Is Supposedly Proper
And Yet
There Is Still This
Feeling Of Impropriety
I Am 48 Years Old And You Are 49
And I Am Just Asking
When We All Want To Be Inside The Room Of
Ecstacy
And Yet
They All Want Us
Out
Just Because They Also Feel
That The Timing May Be Right
But It Simply Does Not
Look All Right
And Then You Are A Little
Bit Irritated And You Ask
Finally
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Time
A time to live, a time to die
and finally we learn the reason why
we came to earth in the first place.
We came to love and learn to erase
anything negative that came our way.
Jealousy, greed,
hatred and lies,
bitterness, envy
and all things unwise.
So each of the days you get to live
be thankful for and be sensitive
to everything that comes to you
and accept all the things that have made you blue.
For a time to live is your gift from God
and a time to die is a promenade
to an adventure we have forgotten about.
It will undo all your fears and all of your doubt.
For we are souls and now we're away from
Jealousy, greed,
hatred and lies,
bitterness, envy
and all things unwise
for
WE ARE LOVE.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Wrong Timing
when you got in
i went out
such is the wrong timing
of your
compassion
then we talk
about the proper timing
of our desires
you set the time, the place, and the mood
now it is not just desire but
love
yes, love,
but sometimes i still wonder
what love is
when two people meet at the proper time
the proper place, and the proper mood
when everything seems right
and yet
feels so wrong
when everything is supposedly proper
and yet
there is still this
feeling of impropriety
i am 48 years old and you are 49
and i am just asking
when we all want to be inside the room of
ecstacy
and yet
they all want us
out
just because they also feel
that the timing may be right
but it simply does not
look all right
and then you are a little bit irritated and you ask
finally:
why do you talk too much?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Kristina
So thought u had a friend
but he lied to you again
about what u meant to him
but thats the way it always goes
your never happy and it shows
so you go out searching again
and every single night
you hold on so tight
but your looking in the wrong way
(the wrong way)
And when he takes you home
you still feel alone
cause you got it from the wrong place
(the wrong place)
You say your happy on your back
when your head is full of crack
but your lying to yourself
so you go down on him again
cuz he says he loves you oh but then
you walk right out as if to prove
That every single night
you hold on so tight
but your looking in the wrong way
(the wrong way)
And when he takes you home
you still feel alone
cause you got it from the wrong place
(the wrong place)
So you wonder what you lost
sit and calculate the cost
and it seems pretty darn big
But the message finally got through
and now you know just what to do
so, here we go again
And now you search your heart
which is a better start
then looking in the wrong way
(the wrong way)
Now when the lights go out
you no longer in doubt
cuz you got it from the right place
(the right place)
So you search your heart
which is a better start
then looking in the wrong place
(the wrong place)
Now when the lights go out
you no longer in doubt
cuz you got it from the right place
(the right place)
song performed by by Unsung Zeros
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Same Place, Same Time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
The coffee’s hot
And the company is good
Conversation flows, as it should
A joke or two
And when all is said and done
We’re right back to where we begun
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
These crowded streets
I balance tight roped on the curb
Car screeches past, a scream is heard
De ja vu
Yes I’ve been here before
Time moves slowly as traffic stalls
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Break
It was good
You were sublime
I’m so glad that we spent the time
Time is short
What we have is rare
Love is oxygen with you there
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Copyright 2006 (updated 2010)
poem by Colin Coplin
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Life is Struggle
TO WEAR out heart, and nerves, and brain,
And give oneself a world of pain;
Be eager, angry, fierce, and hot,
Imperious, supple—God knows what,
For what’s all one to have or not;
O false, unwise, absurd, and vain!
For ’tis not joy, it is not gain,
It is not in itself a bliss,
Only it is precisely this
That keeps us all alive.
To say we truly feel the pain,
And quite are sinking with the strain;—
Entirely, simply, undeceived,
Believe, and say we ne’er believed
The object, e’en were it achieved,
A thing we e’er had cared to keep;
With heart and soul to hold it cheap,
And then to go and try it again;
O false, unwise, absurd, and vain!
O, ’tis not joy, and ’tis not bliss,
Only it is precisely this
That keeps us still alive.
poem by Arthur Hugh Clough
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Wonderful 99
Youve heard about the dirty dozen and the tales of the green beret
The men that sank the bismarck and the fighting c.i. a.
But if youre talkin danger then one name comes to mind
Make an unwise decision call the wonderful 99
It was way back in the nineties a dollar still was worth a dime
An international coincidence made newsweek and time
A hundred brave men or women, give or take a few
Got started on a friday night by monday they were back in school
Two kings, a pope, and the president of the denver savings and loan
Made and unwise decision, wished theyd stayed at home
A missile launching pad didnt go as planned
The wonderful 99 were called to deliver it by hand
99 brave soldiers in 99 pair of keds
Lookin for a motel 6 with 99 twin beds
A place to park a missile an watch some cable news
Maybe rent the top gun video and grimace like tom cruise
Now theres 99 yellow ribbons around the old oak tree
Most of its top secret, the rest is history
Its been a couple weeks now, how the memory fades with time
Of an unwise decision and the wonderful 99
song performed by by John Prine
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I Don't Feel Sorry For You
Why are you always in the wrong place?
At the wrong time?
I don't feel sorry for you
You don't deserve what you've been through
But i don't feel sorry for you
Why are you bothered what i'm doing wrong
What does it matter to you?
I don't feel sorry for you
No, i don't feel sorry for you
The problem is you can't escape from yourself
And there's times when you want to
The problem is you can't just hide away
When that's all you want to do
Why are you always in the wrong place?
At the wrong time?
I don't feel sorry for you
You just have to grin and bare it
Till the end
Cos that's all that you can do
Why are you never here
By my side
Don't hide
Stay with me
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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Esaul (Place For My Head Demo Version)
Riding with a head full of bodies are red
And when this x is still stuck in my head
But misled doing the things I do would make you never wanna come back
But an all front attack, so you could never run from that
Being trapped in this beau, some that I never wanted to do
But through it all you've got to see that what I want to be
Is over the pen again letting it out of me
In the center of the day in the dream, seeing all my thoughts
Getting lost in between, realizing one that the way to the sea
And the killing and again are in the head with the screams
I wanna live in another place
Where no one can say that I live for them
I wanna be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head
We're gonna be crushed when it all falls apart
Going in the hollow, hoping that you won't know
The strain it puts to me, seeing what you've done
And consequently I've run away, just hitting again
Within the boundaries of an anguish
Want me to say this, but you're dragging me down
Lost in the chaos being tossed around
Singing again to myself, a head full of hectic
Hope that some day you'll regret this
Everything's the wrong place, the wrong time
Adding to the panic in my confine
Singing again to myself, a head full of hectic
Hope that some day you'll regret this
Everything's the wrong place, the wrong time
Adding to the panic in my confine
I wanna live in another place
Where no one can say that I live for them
I wanna be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head
You
Tried to take the best of me
Go away
You
Tried to take the best of me
Go away
You
Tried to take the best of me
Go away
You
Tried to take the best of me
GO AWAY
You
Tried to take the best of me, go away
You
Tried to take the best of me, go away
You
Tried to take the best of me, go away
You
Tried to take the best of me, go away
I wanna live in another place
Where no one can say that I live for them
I wanna be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head
Shut up
Singing again to myself, a head full of hectic
Hope that some day you'll regret this
Everything's the wrong place, the wrong time
Adding to the panic in my confine going blind
Singing again to myself, a head full of hectic
Hope that some day you'll regret this
Everything's the wrong place, the wrong time
Adding to the head of mine, confined
song performed by by Linkin Park
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Time waits...
Time waits for none
Neither it spares nor saves any one
Restlessly you may watch as time is ticking on
Life is to be won or simply it is gone
Resent nothing as it doesn't belongs to you
I don't say it may be wholly true
Life is place to enjoy and prove
Cautiously approach and simply move
It is constant process
You should have master key for access
Nature never locks its secrets
You have vision and will power to let
Go all out to enjoy at heart
That is called human art
You may be at odd and find no good start
But they are all inseparable part
Be little ahead of time
It may help sometimes
You may not escape dragnet
But certainly know the fate
Time and destiny both are decided
Only time and place is to be coincided
That may come soon and catch you unaware
Move in time with all preparedness and dare
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Between our dreams and then our lives.
There's a little place that lies
Between our dreams and then our lives
Its a place where we should always spend some time.
Its the place where lovers meet
Its the place that on the street
Separates me from simply what is mine.
Its the place where bank accounts
And concerns about amounts
Take second place to what it is that matters.
Its sometimes hidden in the mind
But its there for us to find
If we will only just stop idle chatter.
It's a place that is our own
It's been with us while we've grown
It's the inner peace within the outer wrapping.
It's not taught to you at school
And doesn't follow any rules
It's the soul we have and without which we're lacking.
poem by David Keig
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Driven
I cannot escape this road i live on~
The traffic runs both ways-
Trying simply to cross it-
Only adds more confusion to my days...
It is the same inside of my place~
Trying to choose a condiment that is clean! ! !
Choices of catsup, mustard or mayo-
Are not always- -what they seem! ! !
Laundry detergent smells and makes skin raw~
Wonder about the tooth paste as well-
And what of the creams and bath salts?
It is really too soon to tell! ! !
For it seems a 'gold fever' team, if you will~
Partnered up for a trip 'cross the line-
Sir William of England and his quantum physics teacher-
Are here looking for a way to add to the Design...
But i have had my fill of hypocrits~
And treachery and being a traitor is not good-
So, guess, i simply will stay on this road in this place-
Until they realize- -that they are not doing- what they should...
Every once in a while God-He intervenes~
Between Him and His angels He stops many unjust things-
Usually sinister, illegal, plot schemes-
And all of the wrong, in betweens...
When it is wrong-it is wrong~
No matter what anybodies mind might say-
So this is to all who drive on my road:
'The Light Of God Is Shining In My Life Today'
From: ***The Attic Of My Heart
To all of those wandering on this day and tomorrow.
Behind the door is so much more than you ever feared for.
August 23,2009
poem by Theodora Onken
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How Come The World Wont Stop
Hmmm
Somebody told me
You were not coming home
The words are spinnin in time
And the air suddenly went cold
The sun is still shining
But everything feels like rain, oh
And if I had one wish
It would be to see you again
Nothings fair
When we loose
Without a moment to say goodbye
How come the world wont stop spinning
Now that youre gone (now that youre gone)
I know every end has beginnings
But this ones all wrong (this ones all wrong)
So wrong, so wrong
Caught in the middle
Wrong place, wrong time
And Im hopelessly missing you
And I cant stop deny
Nothings fair anymore
And I know theres a better place
And Ill never stop dreaming of you
Ooooh
How come the world wont stop spinning
(now that youre gone) now that youre gone
I know every end has beginnings
But this ones all wrong (this ones all wrong)
So wrong, so wrong
How can the seasons keep changing
Since you disappeared
Oh yeah
(tell me) how come the world wont stop
How come the world wont stop
Sweet tears are shed
This pain we lay to rest
Its hard lettin go
But I keep movin on
In a place I dont belong
How come the world (stop spinning)
Said now that youre gone
I know every end has beginning
Said this ones all wrong
Said this ones all wrong
(how can the seasons) keep changing
Since you disappeared
Oh, youre gone
Youre gone
How come the world wont stop
How come the world wont stop
How come the world wont stop spinning
Now that youre gone
Yeah heya
I know every end has beginning
But this ones all wrong
So wrong
song performed by by Anastacia
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Simply Me
I am a good listener
I heard my elders say
The generation of goats
Does not keep malice with pastures
The flocks of sheep
Has no adversary in market place.
Cattle-egret becomes a celebrity
Community of birds are envious
I have no foe
I take life very easy
Keeping one pace at a time
I am simply me
Always ready to keep friends
Many like my guts
Others condemn my audacity
But I am simply me
Through trials
I am myself
Never fret about tomorrow
Having faith in the creator
That is whom I am
I am just simply me
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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So long as there are earnest believers in the world, they will always wish to punish opinions, even if their judgment tells them it is unwise and their conscience that it is wrong.
quote by Walter Bagehot
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I do not regard it as wrong to take my life, because I simply change my place of residence and go where my wife and baby are.
quote by Alex Campbell
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Wonderful Christmas Time
Simply having a Wonderful Christmas Time
A Wonderful Christmas Time
A Wonderful Christmas Time
Mood is right
Spirits up
We're here tonight
And that's enough
Simply havng a Wonderful Christmas Time
Simply having a Wonderful Christmas Time
The party's on
The feeling here
It's all because
This time of year
Simply having a Wonderful Christmas Time
Simply having a Wonderful Christmas Time
A Wonderful Christmas Time
A Wonderful Christmas Time
The choir of children
Singing their song
Ding dong
Ding dong
Ding dong
Ding dong
They practice
All night long
Ding dong
Ding dong
Ding dong
Ding dong
The word is out
About the town
To lick your glass
I don't doubt
Simply having a Wonderful Christmas Time
Simply having a Wonderful Christmas Time
Mood is right
Spirits up
We're here tonight
And that's enough
Simply having a Wonderful Christmas Time
x7
song performed by by Hilary Duff
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Ragged and Wise.
I Looked into my garden,
At the bluebells.
And thought of a wood,
Far away and long ago.
I could never return to (anymore) .
Ragged and wise.
I never, ever saw your lies.
Why is love so unwise?
I`ve loved my garden,
It`s every new growth and nuance.
But never as much as
I longed for
Your smiling eyes.
Once more,
Ragged and unwise.
poem by Peter Vealey
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