I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back.
quote by Maya Angelou
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Dream Catcher
Dream catcher a little device
Dream catcher I see your surprise
Dream catcher wake me up
Dream catcher don't be rough
Dream catcher gives me its hand
Dream catcher takes me to the sand
Dream catcher takes my dreams
Dream catcher sends me back to sleep
Dream catcher so beautiful
Dream catcher my only hope
Dream catcher can't you see
I'm in your world
Come and catch me.
poem by Kimberley Waldron
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The Conversation of Dreamers
Dream thrower, dream thrower,
Throw me a dream,
Please make it good,
Like strawberries and cream.
Dream catcher, dream catcher,
Make me a wish,
Please make it tasty,
Just throw me the dish.
Dream thrower, dream thrower,
Look in my heart,
Just find what you need,
That would be a start.
Dream catcher, dream catcher,
I wish that I could,
Please don’t assume,
Don’t tell me I should.
Dream thrower, dream thrower,
I did not know,
I thought you could tell,
That’s where ideas grow.
Dream catcher, dream catcher,
Please tell me more,
I want to see that,
I truly implore.
Dream thrower, dream thrower,
Just take a peek,
At all in my heart,
You’ll find what you seek.
Dream catcher, dream catcher,
Oh, now I see!
I’ll conjure you something,
That fills you with glee!
Dream thrower, dream thrower,
Thank you my dear,
Now I can sleep,
I’m glad you were near.
Dream catcher, dream catcher,
Dream ‘till content,
It costs you nothing,
Not even a cent.
poem by Aisha Sherazi
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Look At Me Now
Tennis ball and a catcher's mitt
I remember that boy throwing it
High up in the air then catching it
While the oak tree leaves cheered
Oh,look at me now All grown up looking back again
Sitting here wondering where the time all went
What do I know now that I didn't know then
Not much
Oh, look at me know,
On the fifty-first floor looking down on it all
With my name on the door and degree on the wall
Yeah, Look at me now
(Chorus)
I did everything right, but I got it all wrong
Heaven please forgive me for taking so long
You see, all that I've done it doesn't matter at all
It's what I leave here when I'm gone
Oh, look at me now
Where is that young boy I used to be
Who was never afraid of anything
Now I'm watching that clock catch up with me
And it's frightening
(Chorus)
Oh, Look at me now
All grown up looking back again
Sitting here wondering where the time all went
What do I know now that I didn't know then
Tennis ball and a catcher's mitt
I remember that boy throwing it
High up in the air then catching it
While the oak trees cheered
(Chords)
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Analysis Of Baseball
It’s about
the ball,
the bat,
and the mitt.
Ball hits
bat, or it
hits mitt.
Bat doesn’t
hit ball, bat
meets it.
Ball bounces
off bat, flies
air, or thuds
ground (dud)
or it
fits mitt.
Bat waits
for ball
to mate.
Ball hates
to take bat’s
bait. Ball
flirts, bat’s
late, don’t
keep the date.
Ball goes in
(thwack) to mitt,
and goes out
(thwack) back
to mitt.
Ball fits
mitt, but
not all
the time.
Sometimes
ball gets hit
(pow) when bat
meets it,
and sails
to a place
where mitt
has to quit
in disgrace.
That’s about
the bases
loaded,
about 40,000
fans exploded.
It’s about
the ball,
the bat,
the mitt,
the bases
and the fans.
It’s done
on a diamond,
and for fun.
It’s about
home, and it’s
about run.
poem by May Swenson
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I Shouldn't … but, I do.
I like the way you look at me,
Every time you look at me...
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
I like the way you talk to me,
When you say the things you shouldn't be...
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
I liked the feeling of your company,
When you'd carve out some time for me...
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
I like the sound of your voice,
Pulling at me, like I have no choice,
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
Thoughts of you are frequent for me,
Though, I try not to think of you.
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
I can't help that I feel this way,
Believe me, it's much to my dismay,
There wasn't
But,
NOW
There is a
YOU...
If you only knew,
How much I try,
How often I fail..
When I try
To try
Not to think of
YOU.
poem by Rabia Minhas
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She's Out Of My Life
She's out of my life
She's out of my life
And I don't know whether to laugh or cry
I don't know whether to live or die
And it cuts like a knife
She's out of my life
It's out of my hands
It's out of my hands
To think for two years she was here
And I took her for granted I was so cavalier
Now the way that it stands
She's out of my hands
So I've learned that love's not possession
And I've learned that love won't wait
Now I've learned that love needs expression
But I learned too late
She's out of my life
She's out of my life
Damned indecision and cursed pride
Kept my love for her locked deep inside
And it cuts like a knife
She's out of my life
song performed by by Michael Jackson from Off The Wall
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Mitt Romney 'The Tell Tale Heart' Taped Confessions
Mitt Romney our richie rich mr clean
with the million dollar smile wire clean
added a beautiful touch to 'the tell tale heart'
aside apart from Edgar Allan Poe meanings
for die hard fans Mitt Romney blow his dreams
takes on many nuances within taped confessions
former Massachusetts governor squeaky clean
in vote spin diamond smile made clear all year
he is personally concerned about growing number
of people dependent on the federal government
now news scoop sensationalist a secretly filmed
video emerges showing Mitt Romney disparaging
Barack Obama voters at a private donor dinner?
What does come clean Mitt Romney get off his chest?
Mitt Romney rants '47% of Americans who back
the president do not pay income tax and would never
vote for him.' Mitt Romney further wails 'I'll never
convince them they should take personal responsibility
and care for their lives'. Wit to woe poor suffer misery
a large percentage of slandered you could sue Mitt Romney
prove conclusively a clear majority take responsibility
for their poor impoverished lives with work courage pride.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Throw It All Away
How could you
Just hurt me
And leave me
(leave me all alone)
How could you destroy my life
How could you throw it all away
What made you
Desert me and deceive me
Why did you just let me down
How could you throw it all away
How could you throw...
How could you throw it all away
Throw it all away
When I gave my all, baby
How could you throw it all away
And I gave my all
How could you throw
How could you throw it all away
Throw it all away
You destroyed my life, baby
How could you throw it all way
How could you
Just lead me
Into thinking
(thinking you would be there)
How could you destroy my heart
How could you throw it all away
I love you
Believe you
And I trusted you
(put all my trust in you)
How could you just let me down
How could you throw it all way
How could you throw
How could you throw it all away
Girl how could you
Throw it all away
How could you just take it all
How could you throw it all away
Oh how could you throw
How could you throw it all away
Throw it all
Throw it all away
When I gave my love
How could you throw it all away
I love you girl
You love me so
Where did we go wrong
I know that i
Gave my all to you
But somehow that wasnt good enough
How could you throw it away
How could you throw it all away
How
Throw it all away
How could you destroy my life baby
How could you throw it all away
How could you throw it all away
How could you throw
How could you throw it all away
How could you throw it all away
Throw it all away
When I gave my all baby
How could you throw it all away
Oh, how could you throw
How could you throw it all away
Throw it all
Throw it all away
How could you destroy my life
How could you throw it all away
Oh, girl I will
How could you throw it all away
Always love you
How could you throw it all away
Forever and ever
How could you throw it all away
song performed by by 112
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Throw Your Hands Up
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,90 aaliyahs in the house so check,check it out
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,90 aaliyahs in the house so check,check it out
The time has finally come to save my beats with the funky hip hop swing
(the funky swing I might add) oh check it
No holding back now is the time, to get busy
So take me to the bridge
I work hard for mine, spending all my time
To give you what you need
So if you down with this funky flavor thorw your hands up
And if you got fever for aaliyah throw your hands up
And if you down with blackground thorw your hands up
And if it got soul let me see your hands up
If you got bass in your jeeps thorw your hands up
If your not down with the crack thorw your hands up
And if you think your hyper enough to swing it thorw your hands up
And if your down with the second chapter thorw your hands up
Straight from the streets is where Im coming from (sraight out the streets)
With the touch of jazz in me, check it
Take in no shorts when it comes down to shows
I got to reck it, so take me to the bridge
I work hard for mine spending all my time
To give what you need
Where you at, where you at
So if your down with the pa let me see your hands up
And if your head is bobin to the track throw your hands up
And if you got loot in your pocket throw your hands up
And if you not foul let me see your hands up
And if your protected and you know it throw your hands up
And if r kellys record is sharp let me see your hands up
And if your body swing to the track throw your hands up
And if you want some more of the flover throw your hands up
Uh,uh,uh yeah,yeah
Aaliyah bust a free style
This is for the jeeps
Strictly for the jeeps
This is for the jeeps
(repeat)
So if your down with the funky flover thorw your hands up
And if you got the fever for aaliyah throw your hands up
And if you down with blackground throw your hands up
And if you got bass in your jeeps throw your hands up
If your not down with the crack throw your hands up
And if you think your hyper enough to swing it throw your hands up
And if your down with the second chapter throw your hands up
So if your down with the pa let me see your hands up
And if your head is bobin to the track throw your hands up
And if you got loot in your pocket throw your hands up
And if you not foul let me see your hands up
And if your protected and you know it throw your hands up
And if r kellys record is sharp let me see your hands up
And if your body swing to the track throw your hands up
And if you want some more throw your hands up
song performed by by Aaliyah
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Shes Out Of My Life
Written & composed by tom bahler.
1st verse
Shes out of my life
Shes out of my life
And I dont know whether to laugh or cry
I dont know whether to live or die
And it cuts like a knife
Shes out of my life
2nd verse
Its out of my hands
Its out of my hands
To think for two years she was here
And I took her for granted I was so cavalier
Now the way that it stands
Shes out of my hands
Bridge
So Ive learned that loves not possession
And Ive learned that love wont wait
Now Ive learned that love needs expression
But I learned too late
3rd verse
Shes out of my life
Shes out of my life
Damned indecision and cursed pride
Kept my love for her locked deep inside
And it cuts like a knife
Shes out of my life
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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Shes Out Of My Life
Ooh, shes out of my life
Shes out of my life
Ooh
I dont know whether to laugh or cry
I dont know whether to live or die
And it cuts like a knife
Shes out of my life
Ooh, shes out of my hands
Shes out of my hands
To think for two years that she was here
And I took it for granted
I was so cavalier
Now the way that it stands
Shes out of my hands
So Ive learned that love is no possession
And Ive learned that love wont wait
Now Ive learned love need expression
But Ive learned much too late
And shes out of my life
Out of my life
Damned indecision and cursed pride
Kept my love for her locked deep inside
And it cuts like a knife
Shes out of my life
Ooh, shes out of my life
Try yahoo! clubs
More...
The never-ending family reunion
Share photos, exchange news, keep in touch anytime anywhere.
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song performed by by 98 Degrees
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Epiphany, Dead Man Walking
i learned to walk again,
the day you drove away
and left me standing in the drive...
i learned to see again,
staring at old photographs
in a book hid away.
i learned to think again,
thinking, and rethinking
every move and every action.
i learned to feel again,
struck dumb with waves of sorrow,
with blood on my lips.
i learned to cry again,
in the dark and sleepless night,
when no one else could see.
i learned to fight again,
pushed back against the wall
with nothing left to lose.
i learned to pray again,
to a God that doesnt answer,
from the gates of hell.
i learned to dream again,
violent shaking nightmares,
waking up to a cold sweat.
i learned to love again
to cherish every moment,
every touch forgotten.
i learned to walk again,
and walked off into the sunset
with our hearts in my hands.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Dream-catcher
Dream-catcher, dream-catcher catch me a dream,
Send it from the stars down on a moonbeam,
Weave it like gold gossamer.
Fill it with images, heavenly, bright,
To keep me contented all through the night,
Let it be a heart-warmer.
Let this world’s sorrows dissolve in a dream,
That no one should wake in cold sweat… and scream;
End terror and tyranny.
Let the world live in peace; no more blood shed,
Let starving millions be fully fed,
In freedom and harmony.
Dream-catcher, dream-catcher, where is my dream?
Is there some mercy in a "higher scheme",
A green meadow for a rest?
Or are we doomed in mayhem and bloodlust,
Where the wicked wins, no peace for the just…
Is this world merely a jest?
poem by Peter J. Oszmann (2006)
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For All You Are Worth
Throw off your shoes
Throw back your hair
Just lie and relax
As if i'm not there.
Throw off your cares
Throw off your woes
Just sit there and smile
And we'll see how it goes.
Throw off your pain
Throw off your hurt
Just sit there and be there
For all you are worth.
poem by David Keig
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The Rare Flower
There's beauty in such a sacred structure, oh,
That thing that is nurtured and loved.
It's quite an occasion.
It's driving me crazy.
I'm not allowed to touch on lust.
I've gotta get a hold of myself.
I mustn't admit it.
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.
I don't see why I shouldn't,
Well I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.
Whoooo
Walking in a Paradise or Eden,
Whoa, temptation:
Give me one second to succumb.
It's calling me.
With a menacing whisper of,
Magic offer a-charming me./Magical world enchanting me.
Why I've gotta get a hold of myself,
You see, but it ain't easy.
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.
Whoooo
song performed by by Kate Bush
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Say Hallelujah
Say Hallelujah
Throw up your hands
The bucket is kicked
The body is gone
Close your eyes
And bow your head
To rest your soul
And to praise the dead
Say Hallelujah
Throw up your hands
The bucket is kicked
The body is gone
Dry your eyes
And stand upright
Put a smile on your face
He wouldnt want us to cry
The sun will rise
The stars will shine
Turning day to dusk
And night to dawn
Well pass on
But until that time
Say Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Say Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Say Hallelujah
Throw up your hands
The bucket is kicked
The body is gone
Have mercy
Its a wonderful life
Eternal rest for the weary
Mourners party tonight
Say Hallelujah
Throw up your hands
The bucket is kicked
The body is gone
Wave your hands
But dont say goodbye
Were all gonna meet you
On the other side
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Summer Fling Thing
It was just one of those summer flings
You whisked me away into the sand
Then picked me up and were my man
But you held me to high and you dropped me
For the girl in the black bikini
Just one of those summer flings
You took me back before too long
And throw me out again before I knew
But you came back again
And I was silly enough to let you be in my life again
What a fool I turned out to be
Cause I let you in
And I should left you near the garbage can
I shouldn’t known you just wanted a little old summer fling thing
poem by Beautifully Broken Xxx
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Naughty Girl
It's after 12
Can't face the day
Remind me just how hard it can be
To forget
I said things I didn't mean
You saw things you shouldn't have seen
Been a naughty girl
Real bad so and so
Done too many things a girl shouldn't know
I swear I never knew
I could hurt you so
One too many things a girl shouldn't know
Can't take the sadness
From your eyes
Can't put the truth back in my lies
Oh whoa
Don't make me try and explain
Let's just start over again
Been a naughty girl
Real bad so and so
Done too many things a girl shouldn't know
I swear I never knew
I could hurt you so
One too many things a girl shouldn't know
The more you try to stay
The more I let you go
Done too many things a girl shouldn't know
I swear I never knew
I could hurt you so
One too many things a girl shouldn't know
Won't stop and try to turn the clock back
I won't beg - I'm no good at that
Too late to start and act like a saint
Can't be something that I ain't
Been a naughty girl
Real bad so and so
Done too many things a girl shouldn't know
I swear I never knew
I could hurt you so
One too many things a girl shouldn't know
The more you try to stay
The more I let you go
From one too many things a girl shouldn't know
I swear I never knew
I could hurt you so
One too many things a girl shouldn't know
Been a naughty girl
Been a naughty girl
song performed by by Holly Valance from Footprints
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Throw Them Back To The Wolves
Throw them back to the wolves.
The ones released from cellblock envy.
Throw them back to the wolves.
Those who love their crime defined.
Throw them back to the wolves.
Those who break laws all the time.
With nothing but 'bling' on their minds.
Throw them back to the wolves.
Trouble makers showing butt.
Groom to believe they should give it up.
Throw them back to the wolves.
Victims of their own disguises.
Throw them back to the wolves.
Raised on 'rap' and packing 'heat'.
Dimmed with wit is their destiny...
This was how they were raised to be.
Detoxed and recovered.
From baubles, beads and bangles hanging.
Some don't want to have another...
Victimizing chain of gold,
To prove to anyone they're bold.
Leaving streets to the others.
Those who choose to do their 'thing'
From swagger punted schoolyard swings...
And learning from demented idols.
Who could care less who is destressed.
Throw them back to the wolves.
The ones released from cellblock envy.
Throw them back to the wolves.
Those who love their crime defined.
Throw them back to the wolves.
Those who break laws all the time.
With nothing but 'bling' on their minds.
Throw them back to the wolves.
Trouble makers showing butt.
Groom to believe they should give it up.
Throw them back to the wolves.
Victims of their own disguises.
Throw them back to the wolves.
Raised on 'rap' and packing 'heat'.
Dimmed with wit is their destiny...
This was how they were raised to be.
Throw them back to the wolves.
Boo doo doo boo doo boo boo doo.
Throw them back to the wolves.
Boo doo boo doo boo do boo do!
Throw them back to the wolves.
Boo doo doo boo doo boo boo doo.
Throw them back to the wolves.
Boo doo boo doo boo do boo do!
Throw them back to the wolves.
That's the way they'll always like it.
With the others in cellblocks...
Locked out!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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San Diego
San Diego is just a kiss away
Like a gypsy sitting on the oceans coast
Misty in the morning like a painted lady
She has everything a man could ask for
Just outside the southern border she is waiting there
Dancing in the streets
Smiling
As she wraps herself around you.
The January cold and the holy ghost
Ride along up her California coast past the spirits and towering redwood trees
Where time stands still and the moon sits high for all to see
Beauty so intense she’ll bring a tear to your eye
As you raise your hands and try to touch the sky
Everything around you is clean and wild.
Like a dream catcher hanging in a small saloon
In the back of the bar above the empty bottles and broken jars
You make a wish and pray it makes past this lonely room.
Stars shoot slowly across the high desert skis
As the howls of coyotes sing in the sacrificial night
Their song of survival is a song of life
And rain falls softly on the rocks and into the sand
It’s a song of hope and the freedom to look up
Into the eyes of the holy ghost.
You can feel it on the California coast
So throw your hands into the skis
And dance with the lady of the southern nights
Then take a ride in the January cold with the holy ghost
And pray your wishes make it past this lonely room
Into a dream catcher behind the empty bottles and broken jars
In a road side saloon
It a song of freedom it’s a song hope
On a drive up the California coast
As she wraps herself around you in the January cold.
Godfather.
poem by Jeff Nesvig
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