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Moon & The Sky
All upset that it's gone
Too late to wish your friend farewell
Heard the sea in the shell, said we would meet in other worlds
See how the words you cry
Cool how the tears fill up the sky as snow
Got to touch the sky
Hold your head in my hand
I'll take the wish apart inside
Takes the fall of the past
The water leaves a gentle sigh
See how the words you cry
Cool how the tears fill up the sky as snow
Got to touch the sky
All upset that it's gone
Too late to wish your friend farewell
Heard the sea in a shell, said we would meet in other worlds
See (sweet?) how the words you cry
Cool how the tears fill up the sky as snow
Got to touch the sky
song performed by by Erasure
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Refuge Sought
Tears. There are no tears.
To cool flushed cheeks.
Sate flaming eyes boiling
soft mist vapoured life.
Saline tears salted bitter life-giving sea.
Tears. Victim can never cry
to release choked emotion.
Shall never fall as spring rain.
Tainted only tears record shall show.
Are tears of dark black blood.
Tears. That will only flow
from shattered mirror’s edge.
Across wrists laid bare to touch
slashed cross pulsating vein’s life.
To darken tiled bathroom floor.
Agony’s scream no longer heard
walls mute stand unmoved.
Time drips seeps sluggish torpid
deadening sound within deaf ears.
Agony’s scream heavenward heard?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Just Want To Touch You
Theres a flame in the back of my mind
And its burning for you all the time
cause I just want to touch you
Do you want to touch me too?
Now I know that youve heard this before
But with me it could mean something more
And I just want to touch you
Do you want to touch me too?
Everybody says were too young
But I know all the things that they just cant see
I just want to get inside you
If youll give just a minute to me (ooooh).
So Ive said everything that I can
And Im hoping that youll understand
That I just want to touch you
And you want to touch me too.
song performed by by Utopia
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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O, Little David, Play on Your Harp
O, Little David, play on your harp,
That ivory harp with the golden strings
And sing as you did in Jewry Land,
Of the Prince of Peace and the God of Love
And the coming Christ Immanuel.
O, Little David, play on your harp.
A seething world is gone stark mad;
And is drunk with the blood,
Gorged with the flesh,
Blinded with the ashes
Of her millions of dead.
From out it all and over all
There stands, years old and fully grown,
A monster in the guise of man.
He is of war and not of war;
Born in peace,
Nurtured in arrogant pride and greed,
World-creature is he and native to no land.
And war itself is merciful
When measured by his deeds.
Beneath the Crescent
Lie a people maimed;
Their only sin--
That they worship God.
On Russia's steppes
Is a race in tears;
Their one offense--
That they would be themselves.
On Flander's plains
Is a nation raped;
A bleeding gift
Of "Kultur's" conquering creed.
And in every land
Are black folk scourged;
Their only crime--
That they dare be men.
O, Little David, play on your harp,
That ivory harp with the golden strings
And psalm anew your songs of Peace,
Of the soothing calm of a Brotherly Love,
And the saving grace of a Mighty God.
O, Little David, play on your harp.
poem by Joseph Seamon Cotter
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Little David
Little david, play on your harp
Hallelu, hallelu, little david
Play on your harp, hallelujah
Little david, play on your harp
Hallelu, hallelu, little david
Play on your harp, hallelujah
Hey now, I dont know for sure
Its gets said, I got told
Some one said that the streets of heaven
Are paved with solid gold
It must make a might fine road
Little david
Little david, play on your harp
Hallelu, hallelu, hallelujah
Play on your harp, hallelujah
song performed by by James Taylor
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Touch the Sleeping Strings Again
Say not, O say not, we are strangers,
By freak chance together brought;
Remind me not of lurking dangers
In wreaths of friendship quickly wrought.
Some sweet attraction draws me to you;
From Memory's harp strange murmurs flow;
And something makes me think I knew you
Beyond the sea of Long Ago.
Touch the sleeping strings and
tell me, tell me whether,
Thence comes music sweet and low:
Did not we walk some shore together
Beyond the sea of Long Ago?
Your eyes, in bashful glances falling,
Light up a landscape far away;
Your voice-- to hear it is recalling
A sweet but long forgotten lay.
When all the year was pleasant weather,
And none had heard of pain or woe,
Did not we sing this tune together
Beyond the sea of Long Ago?
Think not, although I speak so boldly,
That idle words are on my tongue;
Receive my greeting not so coldly,
Nor hush the harp that would have sung;
For lightly touched, as by a feather,
The sleeping strings will thrill, I know:
Were not our spririts linked together
Beyond the sea of Long Ago?
poem by Henry Clay Work
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You Can Touch
It could spell my mere defeat
You could find it's what you need
And tears will fall and oceans will rise
I feel the fear and I know I'm alive
And you can touch me
I won't hide
You can touch me
I won't die
My condition is hard to define
I'm thin and pale and I need to unwind
See no future from where I stand
For the present I am in your hands
And you can touch me
I won't hide
You can touch me
I won't die
And tears will fall and oceans will rise
I feel the fear and I know I'm alive
It's only passing through
And you can touch me
I won't hide
You can touch me
I won't die
You can touch
I won't die
song performed by by Crowded House
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Too Late
Soon its never more
When youve got to pay for
Promises - made in the night
Call the magic one
And with the magic comes
Forever chained to the flame
Chorus:
Its too late
Too late for tears
Too late
And no one hears you
Do you feel a touch of evil
(then) its too late
To wish and make it so
To feel the power growing
Stronger - blessed by the dark
And when the candle fades
You can say it was a
Joke you played
So you must let me go - no
Chorus:
Its too late
Youve said the word
Too late
Something heard you
Too late - now the race is on
And youre run out of road
Too late
For tears
Too late
And no one hears you
Can you feel the touch of evil
Its too late
Oh oh oh save me
I believe in your name
Oh oh Ive fallen down
But now Ive found
Nobody to take the blame
Misery
Its come to drag me away
And when the hunter cries
No alibis
Get ready for judgement day
As the candle fades
You can say it was a game you made
So you must let me go, let me go
Its too late - youve said the word
Too late - something heard you
Too late - the spell is gone
And this time youre the fool
Its too late for tears
Too late
And no one hears you
Welcome to forever
Welcome its too late
Too late
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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I heard a heart crying
I heard a heart crying
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I heard a heart crying
Tears of the sweetest joy
A romance singing out
Beautifully hypnotic
A dream becoming touched
Felt and known
I heard a heart crying
To warm the soul
Tears of the finest nectar
A thought remembered
Loss is in its own grieving
Easily forgotten
And love, love saves all
It’s a word and its more
Its joyful and jealous
And it brings such tears
Sweetly through the eyes
I heard a heart crying
And I slept
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Whisper My Name
I heard a freight train out across the way
I heard a woman sing amazing grace
I heard a night bird call to its mate
When I heard you whisper my name
I heard freedom break its chain
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I heard a heart beat where once on sound remained
I heard angels rise and praise
When I heard you whisper my name
Chorus:
I heard music bring a heart of stone to tears
I heard peace ring like an anthem through the years
And I heard hatred fall from grace
When I heard you whisper my name
Beating softly against the waves
Fell a sound of an early morning rain
And though the lighting and thunder came
I still heard you whisper my name
And I heard angels rise and praise
When I heard you whisper my name
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Dear Harp of my Country
Dear Harp of my Country! in darkness I found thee,
The cold chain of Silence had hung o'er thee long.
When proudly, my own Island Harp, I unbound thee,
And gave all thy chords to light, freedom, and song.
The warm lay of love and the light note of gladness
Have waken'd thy fondest, thy livliest thrill,
But, so oft hast thou echoed the deep sigh of sadness,
That even in thy mirth it will steal from thee still.
Dear Harp of my country! farewell to thy numbers,
This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall twine!
Go, sleep with the sunshine of Fame on thy slumbers,
Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine.
If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover,
Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone;
I was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over,
And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own.
poem by Thomas Moore
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I can't play my songs on the smaller harp. I have a Celtic harp. I can't do the key changes.
quote by Joanna Newsom
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The Proverbial Forest
if you do not have me
when you do not touch
any of my fingers
clinging to my
hands
despite your pleas
the flow of
tears
without me
no sorrow is felt
no sobbing is heard
for without me
loving you
there is also no you
to speak of
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dancing to the Harp of Passion
Dancing to the Harp of Passion
Let the fire silently burn within,
our hearts as we dance tonight.
Let us dance from the peak of dawn,
to beginning of twilight.
Soak in this solitude-just you and me,
as we dance to the Harp of Passion.
A silent sound to others but us:
a song in melodic fashion.
Cast our shadows on the wall,
for they shall never age.
Remember this moment for all your life,
until our final days.
Dance through the fall of night,
and the rise of the moon.
The stars as our audience,
as well as the lune.
Dance is the art of movement.
Through it, love moves.
With you as we dance,
the feeling soothes...
Keep pace with the Harp of Passion,
with you only, do I feel this.
Dancing to the Harp of Passion,
an eternal state of bliss
poem by Wesley Mincin
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Persistency of Poetry
Though the Muse be gone away,
Though she move not earth to-day,
Souls, erewhile who caught her word,
Ah! still harp on what they heard.
poem by Matthew Arnold (1867)
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The touch of Jesus - Part 5
The touch of Jesus makes me feel so whole
The touch of Jesus purifies my soul
The touch of Jesus cleanses me from sin
The touch of Jesus gives me peace within
High on the mountain top God's voice I heard
And fell to the ground on hearing His word
Terrified by what I had just been through
But You touched me and I saw only You
Kentucky Bluebird
(don cook/wally wilson)
Blown down the highway
By two different winds
Lord only knows
When Ill see you again
Youre bout as close
As the moon up above
Youre my long distance love
Kentucky bluebird
I heard your song today
But when I try to touch you
You fly away
Blue is a feeling Im learning so well
Turn on the tv
In another hotel
Turn down the volume
And stare at the wall
God I wish you would call
Kentucky bluebird
I heard your song today
But when I try to touch you
You fly away
How I hate the miles between us
They get longer each day
I had this dream
And you should have seen us
Holding each other
And drifting away
Kentucky bluebird
I heard your song today
But when I try to touch you
You fly away
song performed by by Wade Hayes
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Kentucky Bluebird
(don cook/wally wilson)
Blown down the highway
By two different winds
Lord only knows
When Ill see you again
Youre bout as close
As the moon up above
Youre my long distance love
Kentucky bluebird
I heard your song today
But when I try to touch you
You fly away
Blue is a feeling Im learning so well
Turn on the tv
In another hotel
Turn down the volume
And stare at the wall
God I wish you would call
Kentucky bluebird
I heard your song today
But when I try to touch you
You fly away
How I hate the miles between us
They get longer each day
I had this dream
And you should have seen us
Holding each other
And drifting away
Kentucky bluebird
I heard your song today
But when I try to touch you
You fly away
song performed by by Wade Hayes
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The Origin of the Harp
Tis believed that this Harp, which I wake now for thee
Was a Siren of old, who sung under the sea;
And who often, at eve, through the bright waters roved,
To meet, on the green shore, a youth whom she loved.
But she loved him in vain, for he left her to weep,
And in tears, all the night, her gold tresses to steep,
Till heaven look'd with pity on true-love so warm,
And changed to this soft Harp the sea-maiden's form.
Still her bosom rose fair -- still her cheeks smiled the same --
While her sea-beauties gracefully form'd the light
And her hair, as, let loose, o'er her white arm it fell,
Was changed to bright chords uttering melody's spell.
Hence it came, that this soft Harp so long hath been known
To mingle love's language with sorrow's sad tone;
Till thou didst divide them, and teach the fond lay
To speak love when I'm near thee, and grief when away.
poem by Thomas Moore
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Rain Tears
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Melding in torrential fears:
Chill of cloud; saddened eye-
In either way, a latent cry.
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Married under sceptic jeers:
‘They'll never last.' Methinks not true, for
Either way, forever blue.
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Simple love with lacy cares,
Their intercourse will ne'er refrain
From rain and tears and tears and rain.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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