Days
The days
Are flying
By, like the
Aeroplanes
In the sky…
I'm waving
At them,
Wishing
Them all
Goodbye!
Knowing
That -
The planes
Will make
Their
Return
Trips -
But the
Days,
Gone by,
Will never
Come by…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Knowing Me, Knowing You
No more carefree laughter
Silence ever after
Walking through an empty house, tears in my eyes
Here is where the story ends, this is goodbye
Knowing me, knowing you (ah-haa)
There is nothing we can do
Knowing me, knowing you (ah-haa)
We just have to face it, this time were through
(this time were through, this time were through
This time were through, were really through)
Breaking up is never easy, I know but I have to go
(I have to go this time
I have to go, this time I know)
Knowing me, knowing you
Its the best I can do
Memries (memries), good days (good days), bad days (bad days)
Theyll be (theyll be), with me (with me) always (always)
In these old familiar rooms children would play
Now theres only emptiness, nothing to say
Knowing me, knowing you (ah-haa)
There is nothing we can do
Knowing me, knowing you (ah-haa)
We just have to face it, this time were through
(this time were through, this time were through
This time were through, were really through)
Breaking up is never easy, I know but I have to go
(I have to go this time
I have to go, this time I know)
Knowing me, knowing you
Its the best I can do
song performed by by ABBA
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A Summer's Ode
~0~
A summer's fallen from the sky, it seems,
with heat a'waving in the sultry breeze.
Though June has fled 'pon wings of time, now gone,
its goodbye echoes through the swaying trees.
And July brings its days of warmth to hold,
with sun a'melting in a sapphire sky.
O'summer's middle-aged by now, alas,
breathing fire upon the days that pass us by.
A gentle turn of earth brings August near,
with fleeting day and ever-ending night.
And July passes through the summer's rain,
its thunder heard within a season's flight.
And so, a summer's aged with sweet remorse,
with days a'dwindling down 'til chill's return.
Yet, September still must sing its last refrain,
'ere summer days of memory swiftly burn.
A summer's fallen from the sky, it seems,
with heat a'wavering as its days grow old.
Though bittersweet the parting soon will be,
goodbye echoes with a promise ~ made of gold.
~0~
poem by Hazelmarie Elliott
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Days
- Album: Reality
- Lyrics and music by David Bowie
Hold me tight
Keep me cool
Going mad
Don't know what to do
Do I need a friend?
Well I need one now
All the days of my life
All the days of my life
All the days I owe you
All I've done
I've done for me
All you gave
You gave for free
I gave nothing in return
And theres little left of me
All the days of my life
All the days of my life
All the days I owe you
With redeyed pain I'm knocking on your door again
My crazy brain in tangles pleading for your gentle voice
Those storms keep pounding through my faded heart
I'll play your sooth my sorry soul
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life
song performed by by David Bowie
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And We Never Saw Each Other Again
Is it an era to remember my dear,
Or maybe a moment to erase and clear,
The days that carried all moments of glee,
The days that pain came along free,
I remember you waving me in the bus,
I remember when we were cross,
The flying birds, it was only us,
And we never saw each other again
As much as we wanted to meet again,
Life could not offer the opportunity,
As much as we tried to hold hands,
Fate said no its a mismatch,
Good morning to the paralle lines,
We tried and eventually we got tired,
And we never saw each other again
Knowing you are there with a baby,
Knowing you can never be my babe,
Im thinking of you my old lover,
Yet im not missing you at all,
It was love by then,
And we never saw each other again
You vanished in the thin air,
Lost with a trace, I just dont want to find you,
Sleeping dogs shall be let to sleep,
It was love back then,
And we never saw each other again
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Suicide Suicide
Suicide, suicide wishing I were dead,
Suicide, suicide deep in my head,
Suicide, suicide cutting my wrists,
Suicide, suicide I am so done with this.
Two days, two days let until I die,
Two days, two day till the last tear I'll cry,
Two days, two days until I am all gone,
Two days, two days till the dark breaks the dawn.
Suicide, suicide deep inside my head,
Suicide, suicide now I am almost dead,
Suicide, suicide turn out the lights,
Suicide, uicide goodbye and goodnight.
poem by Sam S.Slait
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High Flyer
They were 'Proctors' and 'Jackaroos' in those days.
Single wing aeroplanes,
two and four seaters,
either open engines, or open under your seat.
Exciting for a seventeen year old.
I went up with the commercial pilots,
logging up their flying hours.
Take off! Climb! Spin on one wing!
Roll! - 'keep looking forward! ',
Stall! - That was the most terrifying thing of all,
not knowing whether the engine would start firing up again.
There were no parachutes, of course.
Flying along the south coast of England,
around the Isle of Wight,
looking down on a 'patchwork' of fields, farms,
towns and villages,
all viewed in 'miniature'.
Those were the days when one felt immortal,
and there was something very romantic
about pilots who flew beyond the clouds.
That death defying, daredevil image.
Somehow, you didn't seem to suffer from nerves
when you were only seventeen, you just had an appetite
to sample the great, unknown, blue yonder.
Now I prefer to have my feet planted firmly on terra firma.
But Oh! those times when I was once a 'High Flyer'.
What memories!
Chocks away.............! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Goodbye
Before i fly and wave goodbye
I say to you "days with you are the best years of my life"
But if i don't see you anymore
Keep my words safely stored
And i'll be back i promise once more
Chorus:
Goodbye, goodbye
Till i see you again
Goodbye, goodbye
I'll love and i'll miss you till then
Remember me 'cause i care
Where you are and how you fare
Get in touch if the wind blows in your face
I guess it's been too much fun
We've shared and we've won
Yes the best is yet to come
Repeat chorus
That one word hurts so bad
You leave the best you've had
But you keep the faith and pray to return
Goodbye, goodbye
I'll love and i'll miss you till then
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
(c) 1990 maypop music (a division of wildcountry, inc.) (bmi). all rights reserved.
song performed by by Alabama
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Goodbye
Flying high, touch the sky
Going to places I never knew
So goodbye
And hello, long ago
I can see history
Standing still, a mystery
If you will pardon me
Im away for the day
Feels so good to be soaring
cause la was so boring
Goodbye
There must be room for growing
Somewhere else and Im going
Goodbye
The days and nights have gone dry
The last three whole years have flashed by
song performed by by Chicago
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A Fishermans Will
A Fisherman's Will
I have eaten catfish in more ways than one
Fish that is blackened is not over done
Bass done over a grill with butter basting
Fish balls fried are really tasty
I have had days I caught more fish than I could contain
Then there were days I didn't get a bite and it rained
Memories of Dads and trips where we bonded
Caught some that could have been mounted
Romance and fishing don't go together well
Poles and pools on days hotter than hell
I've never make a good fisher of men
But I have found fishing gives me a grin
So when I die I ask you please
Put my body in a river or sea
Let the fish then eat off me,
So I may return the favor, please!
This is my request in my:
Fisherman's Will
Jim 1989
poem by James Casey
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Swallows in the summertime
Swallows in the summertime
The swallows have returned again,
Reminding me of those halcyon days of my youth,
Many years have passed since those blissful days,
I would spend many happy evenings watch them dart around.
The swallows always return each summer,
Spreading their joyful wings over England's green and pleasant land,
Every summer I wonder how many more times will I see the return,
Although it's summer again, I ‘am approaching the winter of my life.
When the swallows return again next year again,
I wonder if I will still be here to see them again,
Flying on the wing under the clear blue skies of summer,
If I ‘am, I will sit by the babbling brook and watch their dance once more.
If I see the swallows return once more,
I will remember those summer days of long ago,
When I was a lad and the countryside seemed to go on forever,
And in my mind I will be young again.
By Christopher Tye
poem by Christopher Tye
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Fleeting
How fleeting the long weekend
spent with you was
and sometimes it feels
as if life rushes by
in transitory brief moments
and that there is no way
to make precious moments last.
Motorcycling out of a brewing sieving storm
the one moment
you were rubbing my hands hot
while we embraced
and we shared
a really great cup of coffee
and the next
we have to kiss goodbye again
and it is past.
If I could make days and nights stretch
into eternity
I would be wishing
to live through the days we had,
to see you cry
about a movie of a faithful dog,
to wipe your tears,
to cuddle and to kiss
and have you forever near.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Days Without You
Days without you that come along
are days that are too damned long.
They move too slow.
I hear every tick.
The clock is no friend.
Why can't it tick quick?
Days without you make me afraid
that these days might last forever.
That thought is carried in my heart.
It's like a prying lever.
Can it lift this heavy weight I feel?
Only when you return.
Just the thought of seeing you again
are the days for which I yearn.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Days Go By
I'm changing lanes
I'm talking on the phone
I'm drivin' way to fast
And the interstate's jammed with
Gunners like me afraid of coming in last
But somewhere in the race we run
We're coming undone
Days go by
I can feel 'em flying
Like a hand out the window in the wind as the cars go by
It's all we've been given
So you better start livin' right now
'Cause days go by
Out on the roof just the other night
I watched the world flash by
Headlights, taillights running through a river of neon signs
But somewhere in the rush I felt
We're losing ourselves
Days go by
I can feel 'em flying
Like a hand out the window in the wind as the cars go by
It's all we've been given
So you better start livin' right now
'Cause days go by
We think about tomorrow then it slips away
We talk about forever but we've only got today
And the days go by
I can feel 'em flying
Like a hand out the window
As the cars go by
It's all we've been given
So you better start livin'
You better start livin'
Better start livin' right now
Cause days go by
I can feel like 'em flying
Like a hand out the window in the wind as the cars go by
It's all we've been given
So you better start livin' right now
Cause days go by
These days go by
So take 'em by the hand
They're yours and mine
Take 'em by the hand
And live your life
Take 'em by the hand
Don't let 'em all fly by
Come on, Come on now
Don't you know the days go by
song performed by by Keith Urban
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Goodbye Angelina
Instead of saying goodbye,
Lets say I will see you tomorrow
And knowing that in my heart
There will be joy and no sorrow.
Our time it will not be forgotten
In days or months or even years
As all I do is close my eyes
Then once again, you are here.
You will be the tear in my eye
When a memory comes to mind
And you will be the sign that I make
When the truth is so hard to find.
You still will make me smile
And bring a happiness to my heart
How could I ever really say goodbye
As from GODS hand you will never part
You will also be that smile
That just appears upon my face
And you will be the joy that I hear
From which happily I cant escape.
I will never say goodbye
Instead I will say I will see you very soon
As you will be part of my everyday
As is the sun, and the stars, and the moon.
poem by Randy McClave
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Transformations
To wake up with a tear on your pillow,
To sleep with a smile on your face,
The nights torture you,
With endless memories of the past,
The days when love was love,
The days she used to hold you,
The days when she had not changed
To remember the days you were everything,
To recall the days you were something,
Seeing your subtile transformation,
To see yourself in a lonely place,
From something to nothing,
From somebody to someone
Feeling the departure of love,
Seeing the petal fall off the rose,
The thorns striking you deeply,
The heart bleeds but dries,
The transformations
To see a lover opening the door,
To see her pack her bags,
To see her waving goodbye,
Your heart wonders, transformations
To hear her voice in the gardens,
To see her in the mirror,
To feel her in your solitude,
Wondering why she transformed,
From a lover to a foe,
From a friend to an enemy,
She has gone.
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Nobody Told Me
Everybodys talking and no one says a word
Everybodys making love and no one really cares
Theres nazis in the bathroom just below the stairs
Always something happening and nothing going on
Theres always something cooking and nothing in the pot
Theyre starving back in china so finish what you got
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Strange days indeed -- strange days indeed
Everybodys runnin and no one makes a move
Everyones a winner and nothing left to lose
Theres a little yellow idol to the north of katmandu
Everybodys flying and no one leaves the ground
Everybodys crying and no one makes a sound
Theres a place for us in the movies you just gotta lay around
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Strange days indeed -- most peculiar, mama
Everybodys smoking and no ones getting high
Everybodys flying and never touch the sky
Theres a ufo over new york and I aint too surprised
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Strange days indeed -- most peculiar, mama
song performed by by Lennon John
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Nobody Told Me
Three, four!
Evrybodys talking and no one says a word,
Evrybodys making love and no one really cares.
Theres nazis in the bathroom, just below the stairs.
Always something happening and nothing going on,
Theres always something cooking and nothing in the pot.
Theyre starving back in china, so finish what you got.
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Strange days indeed,
Strange days indeed.
Evrybodys runnin and no one makes a move,
Evryones a winner and no one seems to lose.
Theres a little yellow idol to the north of katmandu.
Evrybodys flying and no one leaves the ground,
Evrybodys crying and no one makes a sound.
Theres a place for us in movies, you just gotta lay around.
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Strange days indeed,
Most peculiar, mama!
Evrybodys smoking and no ones getting high,
Evrybodys flying and never touch the sky.
Theres ufos over new york and I aint too surprised.
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Strange days indeed,
Most peculiar, mama - roll!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Nobody Told Me
Three, four!
Evrybodys talking and no one says a word,
Evrybodys making love and no one really cares.
Theres nazis in the bathroom, just below the stairs.
Always something happening and nothing going on,
Theres always something cooking and nothing in the pot.
Theyre starving back in china, so finish what you got.
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Strange days indeed,
Strange days indeed.
Evrybodys runnin and no one makes a move,
Evryones a winner and no one seems to lose.
Theres a little yellow idol to the north of katmandu.
Evrybodys flying and no one leaves the ground,
Evrybodys crying and no one makes a sound.
Theres a place for us in movies, you just gotta lay around.
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Strange days indeed,
Most peculiar, mama!
Evrybodys smoking and no ones getting high,
Evrybodys flying and never touch the sky.
Theres ufos over new york and I aint too surprised.
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Strange days indeed,
Most peculiar, mama - roll!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Wait In Vain
you're a lover of convenience
who took away my heart ala pirate
hope you return for better experince
cos i'm hurt but can't feel irate
please help me not to wait in vain
i'm sitting here wishing for that day
when you appear from the woods or sea
i wonder what to you i would ever say
if i'll ever see that day i foresee
i hope i won't have to wait in vain
i think i'm about to let go
of all the thoughts of you i kept
from days in scool to long ago
days we laughed and days we wept
it's so sad i had to wait in vain
poem by Ray Anyasi
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Days to Let Go
It's been
Days
Since you left
Days since
I let you go
I feel off
Somehow
Its as if
A part of me
Has drifted away
Eventually I'll
Get over you
But for now
I still wish
You were here
By my side
Wish I could
Hear your voice
Wishing will do me no good
It's been
Days
Since you left
Days without
You
And I've come
To realize
Letting go is hard
poem by Autumn Winds
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