I think I tried to separate indoors and out. And so when he beat me indoors, I did not see that as letting anybody down, I saw it as a good head to head competition, and so it was. It was fine.
quote by Ralph Boston
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House On A Cliff
Indoors the tang of a tiny oil lamp. Outdoors
The winking signal on the waste of sea.
Indoors the sound of the wind. Outdoors the wind.
Indoors the locked heart and the lost key.
Outdoors the chill, the void, the siren. Indoors
The strong man pained to find his red blood cools,
While the blind clock grows louder, faster. Outdoors
The silent moon, the garrulous tides she rules.
Indoors ancestral curse-cum-blessing. Outdoors
The empty bowl of heaven, the empty deep.
Indoors a purposeful man who talks at cross
Purposes, to himself, in a broken sleep.
poem by Louis Macneice
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Great Indoors
Check your pulse it's proof that you're not listening to
The call your life's been issuing you
The rhythm of a line of idle days
Scared of a world outside you should go explore
Pull all the shades and wander the great indoors
The great indoors
Lamplight makes the shadows play
And posters take the walls away
The T.V. is your window pane
The view won't let you down
So put your faith in a late night show
I bet you didn't even know
Depends on how far out you go
The channel numbers change
Scared of a world outside you should go explore
Pull all the shades and wander the great indoors
Though lately I can't blame you
I have seen the world
And sometimes wish your room had room for two
So go unlock the door
And find what you are here for
Leave the great indoors
Please leave the great indoors
Check your pulse it's proof that you're not listening to
The call your life's been issuing you
The rhythm of a line of idle days
song performed by by John Mayer from Room For Squares
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The Two-Sided Man
Much I owe to the Lands that grew--
More to the Lives that fed--
But most to Allah Who gave me two
Separate sides to my head.
Much I reflect on the Good and the True
In the Faiths beneath the sun,
But most to Allah Who gave me two
Sides to my head, not one.
Wesley's following, Calvin's flock,
White or yellow or bronze,
Shaman, Ju-ju or Angekok,
Minister, Mukamuk, Bonze--
Here is a health, my brothers, to you,
However your prayers are said,
And praised be Allah Who gave me two
Separate sides to my head!
I would go without shirt or shoe,
Friend, tobacco or bread,
Sooner than lose for a minute the two
Separate sides of my head!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Amphetamines
Amphetamines and jellybeans
She was pretty in her teens
Waiting for the month of come what May
I smelled you on my shirt today
Of course the hardest part is letting go
But you've got to or you know
You'll end up waiting by the
Phone me once in a while
Let me know you're alright
Tell you again that I'm fine
Then we go about our separate lives
Was it nasty scheme or lazy dreams
I left you cold two blankets deep
This is the last song I'll send your way
I smelled you on my shirt today
Of course the hardest part is letting go
But you've got to or you know
You'll end up waiting by the
Phone me once in a while
Let me know you're alright
Tell you again that I'm fine
Then we go about our separate lives
Phone me tell me that you're waiting
By the phone for me to phone you
Once in a while
Then we go about our separate lives
Phone me once in a while
Let me know you're alright
Tell you again that I'm fine
Then we go about our separate lives
song performed by by Eve 6 from Horoscope
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Optical Illusion
Optical Illusion
It was an old rabbit, glass eyed and stuffed, that sat on
a window sill it also had a bald spot on top of its head,
petted by children who knew it was alive. The window it
sat by faced the woods and on a day when window was
open, and it was a day in May, it vanished. Hunters had
seen it jump through the air fast as a midnight shadow.
A rich man bought the woods chopped down trees and
filled in the tarn, where it often had been seen smiling to
its own image. This so he could get a trophy on his wall
and be famous as the man who shot the phantom rabbit.
He went insane all he could find was a yellow plastic duck.
A stuffed rabbit sits on the window sill it has glass eyes,
a bald spot on top of its head; snowing outside it deeply
sighs good to be indoors on a day like this.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Cape winters (EM Du Toit Rondeau type)
On the Southern tip of Africa when the southeaster blows with mighty main
oak trees sway, break and are uprooted on the shores
while people shelter indoors
from the daily sieving winter rain,
sunless life seems mundane
while doing the same chores
on the Southern tip of Africa.
Sunless life seems mundane
while people shelter indoors
oak trees sway, break and are uprooted on the shores
and the storm wind rattles every windowpane
on the Southern tip of Africa.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Tea to the English is really a picnic indoors.
quote by Alice Walker
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Know how to treat frostbite until you can get indoors.
quote by Marilyn vos Savant
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If your cat falls out of a tree, go indoors to laugh.
quote by Patricia Hitchcock
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Command that no one be received, or kept to be of your household indoors or without, if one has not reasonable belief of them that they are faithful, discreet, and painstaking in the office for which they are received, and withal honest and of good manners.
quote by Robert Grosseteste
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Outta Your Head
All the way back in history
how the girl thinks is a mystery
spent our lives cruising the bars
venus girls and the men from mars
So in all this time did you ever think do the girls sees red
when a man sees pink
and your best lovin is in the past and cause somewhere slow is nowhere fast
Your Outta your head
so out of your head
stay out of your head...
your out of your head
so out of your head
bricka bracka firecracker sis boom bah
here comes trouble in a push up bra
his style is sharp as a coffin tack
but out of your box and your way off track
your a mile away on a mental binge
your catasphrophe is of a lunatic fringe
your still put together its tit for tat
you say its all good but its more than that
Your Outta your head
so out of your head
stay out of your head.........
No out of your head
so out of your head
stay out of your head
So in all this time did you ever think think think think
Your Outta your head
so out of your head
stay out of your head.........
No out of your head
so out of your head
stay out of your head
song performed by by Abba
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If you find an Australian indoors, it's a fair bet that he will have a glass in his hand.
quote by Jonathan Aitken
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Sometimes
Sometimes I'm a loser yes I am
sometimes I'm ok.
Sometimes I don't really know...
what I am to say...
Sometimes I'm afraid of life.
Sometimes that's okay.
When we're separate from this,
universal way...
Sometimes Im mad
And some times angry to.
But mostly hurt.
To the middle of this precipice,
sometimes I'm just a gust of wind....
Letting him in my head again
Its not my choice as such
Letting him win...
If I killed myself,
He wont find me
If I'm dead and gone,
He cant hurt me
To this soul of mine,
Long and dead?
Will I know I am gone?
Will I roam on and on?
As in life I could not fight.
It was way to much.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Soon you'll forget me
Sometimes I'm a loser yes I am
sometimes I'm ok.
Sometimes I don't really know...
what I am to say...
Sometimes I'm afraid of life.
Sometimes that's okay.
When we're separate from this,
universal way...
Sometimes Im mad
And some times angry to.
But mostly hurt.
To the middle of this precipice,
sometimes I'm just a gust of wind....
Letting him in my head again
Its not my choice as such
Letting him win...
If I killed myself,
He wont find me
If I'm dead and gone,
He cant hurt me
To this soul of mine,
Long and dead?
Will I know I am gone?
Will I roam on and on?
As in life I could not fight.
It was way to much.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Pac-a-mac
I wear my cap with pride
When swaying side to side
Indoors where it be crude
Too late to find me shrewd.
I never lay in doubt
When walking from about
At home where it be warm
Youre sound asleep unborn!
Im a small chap
Walk tall chap
When it rains
Cats and dogs
From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.
Inside a rubber wall yelling
Screams echo, off the ceiling.
My love could penetrate
So Ill leave you now prostrate.
My fag smoulders out and out
And odours waft there about
So I give my head a kip
My caps worn to a split.
Im a small chap
Walk tall chap
When it rains
Cats and dogs
From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.
I wear my cap with pride
When swaying side to side
Indoors where I feel nude
Too late to find me shrewd.
I never lay in doubt
When walking from about
At home where it be warm
Youre sound asleep unborn!
Im a small chap
Walk tall chap
When it rains
Cats and dogs
From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.
song performed by by Madness
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A poem written in a brothel
Those who go in the heavy rains
some do have umbrellas
but some they don't have
and both of them got soaked.
If you want to get wet
not necessary to go outside.
You find rain indoors too.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The wonderful world of home appliances now makes it possible to cook indoors with charcoal and outdoors with gas.
quote by Bill Vaughan
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Gone =(
My dad is gone off to work once more
My mom is staying indoors
Helping a friend late one night
Got caught and filled with fright
Next morning anger still fills me
It's buzzing in my head
Like an angry bee
Phew, finally home
I thought it was time to let go
But instead more stress, oh no
Mother says its time
To say goodbye for awhile
All i did that night was cry
On my pillows pile upon pile
I wrote you a love filled letter
Thinking it would be for the better
But in my heart I know
It's pain and not just a game
We both were taken apart
Hoping it would go on and on
But then reality hit
And now its all
GONE
poem by Margaret Smith Vail
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Morning and Memories
She had managed to get out
and met you by the pond
where you had been waiting
and the morning air was fresh
and the birds were in song
and the flowers around the pond
were colourful
and she sat beside you
and said
Had to sneak out
the back way
before my mother
gave me chores
and anyway
it's too nice a day
to be stuck indoors
and she looked at you
and smiled her bright smile
and you said
Glad you came
don't like being here
unless you're with me
it reminds me of you
this place
us being here together
and she said
Remember that time
we were here
and the rain came down
and we got drenched
and had to run to the barn
and shelter
and we were warm
and looked at each other
and then she stopped
and looked at the pond
and at the ducks there
and the bright morning sky
and you said
Yes that was a time to remember
and do you remember
that mouse that ran over your leg
and you screamed
and it echoed
around the barn
as if you were being murdered
and she laughed
and put her head
on your shoulder
and said
I can't help it
if mice frighten me
and you sensed her head
against you
and wanted that moment
like all moments with her
never to end
but some how
to always to be there
memories and moments
and feelings
and the ducks
and the smell
of the morning air
always to be in my mind
and always to be there.
poem by Terry Collett
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Chicken On A Bone
Follow the river wallow in silver
Voices draw nearer counting out the days wish
Letting it out letting it out I'm letting it out
See it so near it seemed so far
Its when you hear its where you are
See it so clear
Making my head spin
Watching the world sing
Holding me under
Try and get a hold son
Letting it out letting it out I'm letting it out
See it so near it seemed so far
Its when you hear its where you are
See it so clear
Pale and wanton dreams forgotten
No use crying I feel like chicken on a bone
See it so near it seemed so far
Its when you hear its where you are
See it so clear
I've got to get a grip
song performed by by Feeder
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