I hardly ever watch my own work. I just end up picking myself apart! I can't even stand to hear myself on voicemail. the sound of my own voice is like nails on a chalkboard. The same goes for my records.
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The Sound Of Lost Love
*Heart sound*
An Indian’s drum
Thunder in the sky
The bass in a song
*Heart sound*
The sound of love
*Heart sound*
*Heart sound*
Gunshots through the air
Bumps on the road
Sticks of dynamite
*Heart sound*
The sound of love
*Heart sound*
*Slow heart sound*
Glass breaking
The ripping of paper
Nails on a chalkboard
*Slow heart sound*
The sound of lost love
*Slow heart sound*
poem by Paul Celano
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The Next Voice You Hear
Gather your deeds and your possessions,
Whatever certainty youve known,
Forget your heroes,
You dont really need those lasting lessons.
Stand in the open;
The next voice you hear will be your own.
But, alright, they knew how they could hurt you,
And you let them cut you to the bone.
But God forbid,
You allow them to rid you of your virtue!
Forget their laughter;
The next voice you hear will be your own.
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear will be your own.
Throw down your truth and check your weapons.
Dont look to see if youre alone,
Just stand your ground,
And dont turn around -- whatever happens.
Dont ask directions;
The next voice you hear will be your own.
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear...
The next voice you hear will be your own.
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Old Records Never Die
(ian hunter)
Sometimes you realize
That there is an end to life.
Yesterday I heard them say
A heros blown away.
And its so hard to lose
Someone whos close to you.
Oh me, I did not see
The danger every day.
But musics something in the air,
So he can play it anywhere.
Old records never die.
Get youre healing from a song,
Just when everything goes wrong.
Play it right
Through the night
Till morning brings you light.
And if some folk laugh at you
Let em all laugh they never knew.
Oh all those scenes, to me it seems
Some folk never dream.
? ? , I feel a force
Rebel with some other cause.
Old records never die.
Old records never die.
You can watch the waves roll by.
You can see it in their eyes.
Old records never die.
Old records never die.
You can watch the waves roll by.
? ?
Old records never die.
I can hear you
And I know why
Old records never die.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Voice Of America
I heard you on the radio
Some other time
From some forgotten studio
Way down the line
So long, so long Ive waited now
To hear you again
That song, that song will still remain
Become an old friend
And now, the tears are in my eyes
The sound you cant disguise
The truth comes back from lies
And all I want to hear
Voice of america, ooh, america
Voice of america, ooh, america
And then you came in stereo
Calling to me
And so I watch the videos
Across the t.v.
That sound, still ringing in my ears
From a decade ago
Around, around my head, the sound from my radio
I thought, that after all these years
The tears, the growing fears
That I would never hear
Never again
Voice of america, ooh, america
Voice of america, ooh, america
song performed by by Asia
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At one time they've been the most important thing to me. So I can't hear our records on the radio, I can't stand it, because they sound so out of what everyone else is doing.
quote by Ray Davies
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Will You Answer Tonight
I call every night just out of the minute possibility I may hear your voice.
My heart skips a beat as it begins ringing, but falls once I hear that noise.
Or, that thing you may refer to as your voicemail.
I wait for you to return the call,
But now I have no hope at all.
You have her.
What else could you wish for?
At one point you had me, and still do,
But I don't have you anymore.
We were together once,
But now broken apart,
We knew it would end this way,
So why did it even start?
poem by Mystykka Mysterious
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Why U Gotta Be So Mean?
You, with your words like knives
And swords and weapons that you use
against me
You have knocked me off my feet again
Got me feeling like I'm nothing
You, with your voice like nails on a
chalkboard
Calling me out when I'm wounded
You picking on the weaker man
You can take me down with just one single
blow
But you don't know, what you don't know...
Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit
me
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so mean?
You, with your switching sides
And your wildfire lies and your humiliation
You have pointed out my flaws again
As if I don't already see them
I walk with my head down
Trying to block you out 'cause I'll never
impress you
I just wanna feel okay again
I bet you got pushed around
Somebody made you cold
But the cycle ends right now
'Cause you can't lead me down that road
And you don't know, what you don't
know...
Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit
me
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so mean?
And I can see you years from now in a bar
Talking over a football game
With that same big loud opinion
But nobody's listening
Washed up and ranting about the same old
bitter things
Drunk and grumbling on about how I can't
sing
But all you are is mean
All you are is mean
And a liar, and pathetic, and alone in life
And mean, and mean, and mean, and
mean
But someday I'll be living in a big ol' city
And all you're ever gonna be is mean, yeah
Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit
me
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so? ..
Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city (Why
you gotta be so? ..)
And all you're ever gonna be is mean (Why
you gotta be so? ..)
Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit
me (Why you gotta be so? ..)
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so mean?
poem by Pawan Kumar 'Meonlafesta'
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Silence
I got a feeling
Everything's gonna be alright
And I still find my way
And I heard
It's always darkest before the storm
So come on let it rain
Everything was different when I was seventeen
The world was so much brighter
Now I finally found the truth
Of what they hid for me
That world was so much kinder
Silence
Don't hear a sound
But my own voice
Silence
Is what it is
By my own choice
I believe
That we were meant to learn from our mistakes
And stumble along the way
Now I know
That people are gonna grap what they can take
Then just turn away
Everybody's searching
But no one really knows the truth
The world is upside down
What it's all about right now
Will soon turn to gray
Their promises have faded
Silence
Silence
Silence
Don't hear a sound
But my own voice
Silence
Don't hear a sound
But my own voice
Silence
Is what it is
By my own choice
All my little merry friends
Have turned their backs on me
Excuse me if I'm jaded
I'm so tired of people telling me
How it should be
Their promises have faded
Silence
Silence
Silence
Don't hear a sound
But my own voice
Silence
Don't hear a sound
But my own voice
Silence
Is what it is
By my own choice
Silence
song performed by by Tiffany
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Radio Head
Baby your mind is a radio
Got a reciever inside my head
Baby Im tuned to your wavelength
Lemme tell you what it says:
Transmitter!
Oh! picking up something good
Hey, radio head!
The sound...of a brand-new world.
So look at my fingers vibrate
From their tip down down to my toes
Now Im recieving your signal
Were gonna leave the land of noise
Transmitter!
Oh! picking up something good
Hey, radio head!
The sound...of a brand-new world.
Transmitter!
Oh! picking up something good
Hey, radio head!
The sound...of a brand-new world.
Now you and I have no secrets
Now baby, lemme read your mind
I hear evrything youre thinking
You cant help the way you sound
Transmitter!
Picking up something good.
Hey! radio head!
The sound...of a brand-new world
Oh! radio head
Radio head
Radio head
Radio head
song performed by by Talking Heads
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What Happened?
What happened to the person I used to know,
who wasn’t afraid to let their feelings show.
Who complimented me and built me up
By saying great things that made me feel on top,
The good feelings you had when you spoke of me,
the sound of your voice on my voicemail,
a voice I won’t forget, I remember it well.
For I will remember those times
that we were at our best,
and let the bad times go to rest.
You were in my life for a short while,
you came at a time when I needed your smile.
Copyright 1995 & 2010 Christina Sunrise
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Voicemail From You
I remember the first
voicemail, I got from you.
It was in July of 1998,
after a six week teaching practice,
at Waitaki Boy’s High.
You rang at 2.05 p.m.
I wrote every single detail down;
after comforting myself,
with the longed for, heart struck sound;
of your voice; over and over again.
Your immortalized words were
Hi Terry Louise here.
Just rang to have a chat.
I got your letter.
Yea you know.
Oh I’m speechless.
I’ll phone you some other time.
Bye.
I wonder if you will ever know,
how much; hearing from you meant to me.
The second voicemail,
weeks later; was at 10.17 a.m.
It was the day,
after the first night;
I ever kissed you.
My stomach was in butterflies;
just with the expectation;
of greeting you, seeing you, again.
To hold you in my arms;
was far beyond; my expectations then.
Hello Paul this message
is not for you.
This is for Terry but anyway.
Hi Paul.
Terry I enjoyed seeing you
last night.
It was so nice.
I am, I just felt,
so warm next to you;
and I enjoyed your kisses,
on my arms,
and just cuddling you;
and I miss you.
Bye.
So often,
you have said good-bye;
since then,
my dearest dearest friend.
I wish,
upon all the stars and the planets too;
that one day,
we shall never; never; say good-bye again.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Backtalk
I work all day to make a livin
No one needs
Your kind of attitude
Your sharp tongue
It cuts me like a razor
Lip service gets you nowhere
No, no, no
Back talk I dont need it
B-b-b-back talk I dont need it
No, no, no back talk
Dont want to hear it
Dont give me no back talk
Watch that temper
You watch what youre sayin
Dont talk to me
With that tone of voice
Your act is pushin me
To the limit
Cant stand it, cant stand it
Cant take it any more
Dont wont back talk
I dont need it
Dont give me back talk
I dont want to hear it
Dont give me back talk
Dont need it, no
I believe you enjoy
This aggravation
Lately thats all I get from you
You were born to drive me crazy
Cant take it, cant take it any more from you
No, no more
Back talk, I dont need it
Back talk, I dont need it
Back talk, dont want to hear it
Dont give me no back talk
Sassy back talk
Dont give me no sassy back talk
No I dont want to hear it
No dont really need it
No dont give me no
Give me no dont you give me no
song performed by by Journey
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I Hear Your Voice
Out of the lonely blue
U went away and left me
(I... I hear your voice)
Without, without one single word
(I... I hear your voice)
Night after night like a ghost from the past
(I... I hear your voice calling in the night)
Your voice is all I heard
I cant take it, baby (I...)
Dont let me die like this
I remember just like it was yesterday
I woke up, baby, and U were gone
I didnt even wanna carry myself up outta bed
Let alone, I didnt wanna carry on
Cuz I could hear (I hear your voice calling in the night)
I cant stop it no matter how hard I try
I can hear (I hear your sound calling in the dark)
In a word, I feel like I wanna die
I started lookin, lookin from dusk till dawn
4 ways that I wouldnt miss U so much (I hear your voice)
I even bought a new dress, uh, but when I put it on
I could still, huh, still feel your touch
And I can hear (I hear your voice calling in the night)
I cant stop it no matter how hard I try
I can hear (I hear your sound calling in the dark)
In a word, I feel like I wanna die (I...)
My friends tell me that I need a new love
A bird in hand beats 2 in the bush (I hear your voice)
What my friends dont know, huh, and I aint about 2 tellem
Is that Ure the only bird, Ure the only one who knows what buttons 2 push
It dont take no scientist 2 tell U whats wrong with me
It dont take good vision, huh, 2 see what any fool could see
(I hear your voice calling in the night)
That I just need your body, I just need your f-f-face
Right where it counts - no, not in another place
(I hear your voice calling in the night)
Im talkin about all up, talkin about all down
Every inch, U see? I dont need U cross town
U better read my lips, I need it here with me
I cant stop it no matter how I try
(I hear your sound calling in the dark)
In a word, I feel like I wanna die
(I hear your voice)
I cant take it, baby
(I hear your voice)
Dont let me die like this
No!
I... I hear your voice {x2}
I... I hear your voice calling in the night
I
song performed by by Prince
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Trumpet Voice
I live to hear my father sing
People come
Far and wide
Gathering like anchovies in a can
To hear his deep, trumpet voice
My father burns a record
Neighbors and friends
Float from their lonely birdhouses
To hear his deep, trumpet voice
My father records a tape
The family sits in the living room
Under the golden chandelier
To hear his deep, trumpet voice
My father has a CD
My brother and I sit in my room
Playing Parcheesi
We open the player
To hear his deep, trumpet voice
I lie on the city bus
One seat for my head
The other for my feet
I turn on my small, silver iPod
And zone out from the world
To hear his deep, trumpet voice
poem by Aury Cecile
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Workplace Jingle
From the crammed crypt to the script
A new sun has shone on me
It is the Son from Sonzone
And He says come work with me
Be you Martha in the fore
Or that Mary wearing shawl
There’s new lease of life at work
And He says come work with me
Yet one King will have to reign
For all those who want a rain
On their apron or their scalpel
And He says come work with me
When He comes as C-E-O
And you stand up on your toes
Transformation is on us
For He says come work with me
No one jostles to see Him
He’s for one and He’s for all
The workplace is His workplace
And He says come work with me
You may have a piece of chalk
Or duster to wipe the stuff
Or that voice that pierces ears
He just says come work with me
Come stand with me in my stand
Come walk with me in my walk
Come sit with me in my seat
This is how you work with me
poem by Moses Kainwo
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If you listen to really deep ambient records that don't move too much, very still records, long after those records are finished, you might find yourself listening for hours to the sound of the room.
quote by Bill Laswell
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To Hear Your Voice
To hear you voice, brings warmth
the soft tone and the sexy accent
the elegant sound of words together
make the heart pitter patter
your whisper brings goosebumps of love
from a father to hear you talk reminds me
of how your voice cares, like your beauty
to call and hear your voice brings joy of love
picturing you near and by my side
how comfort you voice makes me
to hear you sing is a angel from heaven
the laughter is joy of humor we make
the tears brings crackles to your sound
breaks my heart to it so.
saying I Love You returns your smiles
whisper to me how you feel
I need to hear the voice of love and joy
sweet voice of yours make the world turn
poem by Michael Peterson
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What Happened?
What happened to the person I used to know,
who wasn’t afraid to let their feelings show.
Who complimented me and built me up
By saying great things that made me feel on top,
The good feelings you had when you spoke of me,
the sound of your voice on my voicemail,
a voice I won’t forget, I remember it well.
For I will remember those times
that we were at our best,
and let the bad times go to rest.
You were in my life for a short while,
you came at a time when I needed your smile.
Written By Christina Sunrise on August 8,1995
poem by Christina Sunrise
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The Sound Of The Crowd
Put your hand in a party wave
Pass around
Make a shroud pulling combs through a backwash frame
Find the copies in a carbon mount
Pass around
Stroke a pocket with a print of a laughing sound
Get around town
Get around town
Where the people look good
Where the music is loud
Get around town
No need to stand proud
Add your voice to the sound of the crowd
The shades from a pencil peer
Pass around
A fold in an eyelid brushed with fear
The lines on a compact guide
Pass around
A hat with alignment worn insde
Get around town
Get around town
Where the people look good
Where the music is loud
Get around town
No need to stand proud
Add your voice to the sound of the crowd
Get in line now
Get in line now
Stay in time with the rhythm and rhyme
Get around town
Get around town
Where the people look good
Where the music is loud
Get around town
No need to stand proud
Add your voice to the sound of the crowd
Get around town
Get around town
Where the people look good
Where the music is loud
Get around town
No need to stand proud
Add your voice to the sound of the crowd
Get around town
Get around town
Where the people look good
Where the music is loud
Get around town
No need to stand proud
Add your voice to the sound of the crowd
song performed by by Human League
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Help
Listen to the sound/
Of birds a’singin’/
Softly they are found/
In the air ringin’/
Buzz my life/
I’m alive and well/
Hard to smile sometimes/
But the truth will sell/
Baby/baby/
Hear my voice/
Sweet and sound/
I’m your clearest choice/
Near to me/
Are you mine? /
I’m losing myself/
I cannot find/
Fill my threshold/
With pain in disguise/
I will unfold/
Beneath my skin what fries! /
Baby/baby/
Hear my voice/
Sweet and sound/
I’m your clearest choice/
On my mind/
It is there/
My future existing/
In living air/
I am trying/
Tyo make it so hard/
I hate it so much/
Cuz the end is so far/
Baby/baby/
Hear my voice/
Sweet and sound/
I’m your clearest choice/
Feelings surpassed/
Blown away/
Will I come home/
Again to live another day/
Long gone/
Is myself/
I will never find it/
The answer which is help/
Baby/baby/
Hear my voice/
Sweet and sound/
I’m your clearest choice/
poem by Seanzie Haha
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