I was down in Washington when 9/11 happened. We were in the middle of putting together the next summer season, and all I could think of was something somehow must make sense to us. Our Town kept coming into my mind.
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Coming Around
Never see you coming around
They know they got their heads screwed on
I'm standing in the middle of town
I know I might never come home
Just standing where I am with all the people passing by me
The sound of all these passers-by mixed in with the bus and motor-car
I must be sure these are the signs
Cos I've been here a million times before
Just tell me when it's coming around, coming around
I think I see you coming to town,
hunting you down Bringing you round
Tell me if I'm bringing you down
Cos I was fine till you came along
You tell me that the tears of a clown
That I'm confusing while abusing my mind
So far away I wanna be
That's not as close to you and me
The things they call our destiny
Now why do you have to pick on me at all?
My walls are coming down
Just tell me when it's coming around, coming around
I think I see you coming to town, hunting you down
Coming around
Just tell me when it's coming around, coming around
I think I see you coming to town, dragging you down
Just tell me when it's coming around, coming around
I think I see you coming to town, just dragging you down
It's coming around
Coming around
song performed by by Travis
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Two Lonely Hearts (Love Ballad) :
We've been apart, for a very long time.
Time is still on my mind.
I must find my way back to you.
It's been awhile, since you stared in my eyes.
True love never dies.
As the stars begin to shine.
'Cause two lonely hearts.
Come together as one.
In the middle of town.
In the middle of the town.
Two lonely hearts.
Come together as one.
In the middle of town.
In the middle of the town.
You stayed away, for a very long time.
Your thought still on my mind.
I must find my way back to you.
I always thought, you would stand next to me.
You would never leave.
You would never leave my side.
'Cause two lonely hearts.
Come together as one.
In the middle of town.
In the middle of the town.
'Cause two lonely hearts.
Come together as one.
In the middle of town.
In the middle of the town..
Love Song-Ballad By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1987,2009..
ALL rights reserved..
poem by Kim Robin Edwards
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The Growing Season
The seasons work together
To make the world possible
Summer, the sun season
Fall, the leaf season
Winter, the snow season
And spring, the time of beauty
Summer, the yellow season
Fall, the orange season
Winter, the white season
And spring, the time of the rainbow
Summer, the blank season
Fall, the shadow season
Winter, the dying season
And spring, the growing season
The growing season
Never Saw It Coming
All of the things
That happened just so I can be here
Who's pulling the strings?
Do I have company?
'cause I'd like to think
That I'm in control of my own destiny
All of the signs begin to point the other way
Who would have known
That I'd be standing right here next to you
'cause I never saw it coming
Who would have known
That I'd get control of things I do
All the could have should haves
Never would have happened anyway
Maybe it's me
Or maybe there's something more to it
I believe what I see
'cause seeing is believing
And I like to think
That I'm in control of when and how I go
What if I stepped outside
And I got blown away
Who would have known
That I'd be standing right here next to you
'cause I never saw it coming
Who would have known
That I'd get control of things I do
All the could have should haves
Never would have happened to me
All the could have should haves
Never would have happened anyway
Happened anyway...
Happened anyway...
I never saw it coming
I never saw it coming
(Happened anyway)
I never saw it coming
I never saw it coming
All the could have should haves
Never would have happened to me
All the could have should haves
Never would have happened
Who would have known
That I'd be standing right here next to you
'cause I never saw it coming
Who would have known
That I'd get control of things I do
All the could have should haves
Never would have happened to me
And now I know that everything
That's going on around me
Is meant to be
They're gonna happen anyway
song performed by by Hoobastank
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Red Rain
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
I am standing up at the waters edge in my dream
I cannot make a single sound as you scream
It cant be that cold, the ground is still warm to touch
This place is so quiet, sensing that storm
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
Well Ive seen them buried in a sheltered place in this town
They tell you that this rain can sting, and look down
There is no blood around see no sign of pain
Hay ay ay no pain
Seeing no red at all, see no rain
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
Red rain-
Putting the pressure on much harder now
To return again and again
Just let the red rain splash you
Let the rain fall on your skin
I come to you defences down
With the trust of a child
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
And I cant watch any more
No more denial
Its so hard to lay down in all of this
Red rain is coming down
Red rain is pouring down
Red rain is coming down all over me
I see it
Red rain is coming down
Red rain is pouring down
Red rain is coming down all over me
Im bathing in it
Red rain coming down
Red rain is coming down
Red rain is coming down all over me
Im begging you
Red rain coming down
Red rain coming down
Red rain coming down
Red rain coming down
Over me in the red red sea
Over me
Over me
Red rain
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Laughter in my Womb
As I touch my tummy so tenderly, I escape
He placed his hand on mine
Asked I blush as mummy,
so perfectly out I space
She placed her hand on his
And I hear laughter from inside my ears
And I sense these thrills right down my veins
And I feel my rains coming
I am the season of the mud
I am a new earth
And I hear laughter from inside my mind
And I sense this strength all over my muscles
And I feel my arteries working
I transform
I am the reason of the laughter
I am the hearth
I am the season of the fire
red soil and water
my womb is an oven
and it’s laughing
As I touch this belly in such a marvel, I break
He placed his finger on my tear
Collapsed I and numb, but sovereign, again I brick
She placed his salty finger on her lips
And I throw laughter from inside my guts
And I sense this mighty earthquake on my bones
And I feel my rains coming
I am the season of the mud
I am the last earth
And I hear laughter from inside my mind
And I sense this strength all over my muscles
And I feel my arteries working
I transcend
I am the reason of the laughter I am the hearth
I am the season of the fire
red soil and water
my womb is an oven
and its holy laughter is boiling to surface.
poem by Christos Rodoulla Tsiailis
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~Wish~
Blueness blowing through me
with the coming of a season's last hurrah,
Hints of sallowness and indifference
spilling through it all.
The greeness of each and every blade
has not faded into fall,
And yet I wish the summer sun
could make the autumn stall.
How I'll miss the summer
with her warm and sunny ways,
Wishing a wish for my summer
to last all of my days.
2005
poem by Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun
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Santa Claus Is Comin To Town
(j. fred coots/haven gillespie)
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
Im telling you why
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Hes making a list,
Checking it twice;
Gonna find out whos naughty or nice.
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
He sees you when youre sleeping
He knows when youre awake
He knows if youve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
He sees you when youre sleeping
He knows when youre awake
He knows if youve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
Goodness sake
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
Im telling you why
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming
Santa claus is coming
Santa claus is coming to town
(coming to town)
Santas a busy man he has no time to play
Hes got millions of stockings to fill on christmas day
(santa claus is coming to town)
(coming to town)
(santa claus is coming to town)
(coming to town)
song performed by by Lonestar
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Take A Step Back
Go tell it on the mountain
Like it burst forth like a fountain
Try to shake the deep foundations of this land
High up on lovers land
They got hotel rooms so grand
And no one here knows what goes behind closed doors
Take a step back to the middle of the track
Dont you know its rumoured all around
Says you know its come to town
Come on and take a step back to the middle of the track
cos the rumours are around said youre coming back to town
And with every little lie
You come and never blink an eye
You know youve got yourself all tied up
When youre around
Ive got the modern world behind me
Like a needle in a haystack find me
They build you up and then theyre going to burn you down
So take a step back to the middle of the track
The rumours all around
Said youre coming back to me
Come on and take a step back to the middle of the track
Says you know its going upside, you know whats going down
Im haunted by the wanderer deep inside
Wanted by
Haunted by
Im haunted by the wanderer thats deep in my soul
Gonna look back to the middle of the track
And you know its going upside
Le, le, da, le
Telling me
Ah ha, uh hu
Ooh look back to the middle of the track
And you know its going upside
Telling me...
Dont tell me its a bad dream
Dont tell me its not what it seems
Dont tell me pretty soon you know
Gotta stop the roller coaster
Gotta make the most of it
Gonna pull you down
Gotta make the most of it
Better cool it down
Words and music : simple minds reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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What He Created
he created the sun to give of heat and light
witch gave it a season, and it; s called summer,
summer is the beast season out of 5 months
summer, summer the sun of my eye
the best time to spit my rhymes
down on this sheet and to go to sleep
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poem by Nalaysia Cannonier
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Sonnet 2
my mind's eye from outer eye remove.
make senseless the argument of sense
that beauty not subject to sense prove
nor object to time that takes you hence.
then, mind from eye withdrawn,
in dark, sense may shine bright
and mind itself your beauty form,
forming mind to your illuminate.
but not thought's sense to hear
nor sense of mind in sense feel,
dimensional sight and intelligent ear
bereft of mind from mind would reel.
no war between your feature and form
exists except in eye - that does harm.
poem by Doug Bentley
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End Of The Season
Winter time is coming
All the sky is grey
Summer birds arent singing
Since you went away
Since youve been gone, end of the season
Winter is here, close of play
I get no kicks walking down saville row
Theres no more chicks left where the green grass grows and I know that
Winter is here, end of the season
My reasons gone, close of play
I just cant mix in all the clubs I know
Now labours in, I have no place to go
Youre on a yacht near an island in greece
Though you are hot, forget me not
I will keep waiting until your return
Now you are gone, end of the season
Winter will come any day
Back in the scrub on a wet afternoon
Down in the mud, dreaming of flowers in june
End of the season
End of the season
song performed by by Kinks
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Ghost Town
This town is coming like a ghost town
All the clubs have been closed down
This place is coming like a ghost town
Bands wont play no more
Too much fighting on the dance floor
Do you remember the good old days before the ghost town?
We danced and sang as the music played in any boomtown
This town is coming like a ghost town
Why must the youth fight against themselves?
Government leaving the youth on the shelf
This place is coming like a ghost town
No job to be found in this country
Cant go on no more
The people getting angry
song performed by by Prodigy
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3 Years
The first year was great
jokes and laughs
games and retardedness
That summer was even better
staying up late
texting all day
showers over the phone
what more can we ask for?
The second year was wow
not so many jokes
less laughs
i dont even know what happened to the games
or to the retardedness
i think a good question should be...
What happened to you?
The summer started off shakey
yea we talked
but there was a big white wall in between us
or better yet a girl
she liked you so much
and yea i guess you liked her too.
The middle of the summer started getting better
we had the jokes and laughs
but still no games or retardedness
we were still missing alot.
Towards the end of the summer
we had everything
man was i happy
We were best friends again
the jokes and the laughs were awesome
and the games and the retardedness was back!
The third year is starting now
its going good so far
we still have everything
but....
The first year was better
and that summer was the best!
poem by Adriana Ellis
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To You
Well if the same thing happened to you
Would you still put me through what you put me through?
If it happened to you. what if it happened to you?
What if it happened a man kept shaking you down
But you cant get a ride to his side of town?
If it happened to you. what if it happened to you?
What if happened to you? keep it out of my shoes.
And if youre stepping on toes, keep it outta my nose.
cos if the same thing happened to me
Well, it wont be as bad as it used to be.
If it happened toyou. what if it happened to you?
What if it happened to you?
What if it happened to you?
What if it happened to you, too?
What if it happens to you?
What if it happens to you?
What if happens to you? keep it out of my shoes.
And if youre stepping on toes, keep it outta my nose.
cos if the same thing happened to me
Well, it wont be as bad as it used to be.
If it happened to you. what if it happened to you?
What if it happened to you?
What am I going to do?
What if it happened to you?
Well, what if happened to you?
* repeat until fade: what if happened to you?
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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The Coming-In Of Summer
Yesterday a swallow
Cuckoo-song to-day,
And anon will follow
All the flight of May,
For Summer is a-coming in.
Corncrake's ancient sorrow
Pains the evening hush,
But the dawn to-morrow
Gladdens with the thrush--
And Summer is a-coming in.
Oh! laburnum yellow,
Lilac and the rose,
Chestnut shadow mellow
In my garden-close,
And Summer, Summer coming in!
Lo, with shield and arrow,
Burnished helm and spear,
Flower and leaflet narrow
Rank on rank appear--
King Summer is a-coming in!
Summer, haste and hallow
Something of the Spring,
Which is harsh and callow
Till thy herald sing--
Oh! Summer is a-coming in!
poem by Thomas MacDonagh
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~~*summer*~~
Summer, my very favourite season
I love it for more than one reason!
The beach, the sun...
No school, more fun...
My friends, EVERYONE!
Craziness, madness is what Summer is all about!
SUMMER the season i cannot live without...
poem by Kuji soliman
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(Humor Poem) 4th of July Decisions
With a morbid sense of humor
I say listen bitch
Your coming to our forth of July party
Or we will be coming
To kill your old man
To burn your house down
And grab you and your kid
The reason being you can't make up your mind
So we feel we have make some decisions for you.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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My Father Died
In the middle of the summer,
when I was twenty-two
and wore sneakers with no socks
and was growing my first beard,
my father died.
In the middle of the summer,
when my son was one years old
and lay in his playpen
in the hardscrabble grass of the backyard,
making living sounds
and grabbing for fistfuls of air,
my father died.
In the middle of the summer,
days before somebody walked on the moon,
days after the bright-colored beginnings
of my daughter's life,
my father died.
In the middle of the summer,
when, as a father,
I first sat out on the porch past midnight
listening to the haunting, faraway comfort
of late-night, west coast ball games,
and the tender wisps of breathing of my own two babes,
in the middle of the summer
when I first had trouble sleeping,
and before we had the luxury to know
each others' hurts and hollows,
hopes and heartaches,
in the summer of 1969
(several sad and sorry seasons
beyond the end of his living) ,
my father died.
As did,
as did a part of his boy.
poem by Will Thomas
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Another Football Season Ending
Another football season coming to an end
not even the play offs to look forward to
still that's becoming the norm
when you support my team in Sky Blue.
But my loyalty is always going to be there
and I'm proud to be a Coventry City fan
turning up to all of the home games
and as many away matches as I can.
We'll all be miserable throughout the summer
with no interest in Cricket or Wimbledon
too busy thinking about next season
than lying on a beach in the sun.
But I'll put myself through it all again
as I have done for so many years
hoping that next season is going to be great
but knowing it'll probably end up in tears!
poem by Kevin Halls
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