Doctor Birds
Sounds from the doctor birds
Resonate in my bones,
Taking me to glory
On unwritten melodies
And with notes so high,
Roosters dance
And mountain goats stop bleating.
Even the children
Are transfixed
By their orchestral hummings.
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Resonate You?
Resonate You within me?
His words resonate sounds as well sayings?
His writings resonate for me?
bombs exploded in beautiful love!
My lyrics resonate for you also?
Or silence in my paper is silence in your soul?
Do not tell me that
Or silence instead on my words.
poem by Mirna Morgan
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A song that sounds simple is just not that easy to write. One of the objectives of this record was to try and write melodies that continue to resonate.
quote by Sheryl Crow
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Dont Stop At The Top
Music :rudolf schenker
Lyrics:klaus meine, herman rarebell
You never take the easy way
The wind is blowing straight into your face
You never ever close your eyes
For any trouble that may cross your way
Theres no risk that youre not taking
Not a mountain thats too high
Spread your wings, youre gonna make it
To the best time of your life
Dont stop at the top
Touch the sky before you drop
You never make a compromise
Your will has got the power that wont break
You never say never to a challenge
That will come along the way
Theres no risk that youre not taking
Not a mountain thats too high
Spread your wings, youre gonna make it
To the best time of your life
Dont stop at the top
Touch the sky before you drop
Never stop! dont stop at the top
song performed by by Scorpions
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Born In Baryards
Born in barnyards, see how roosters strut,
searching for a hen that is a slut.
Wherever men are born they do not care
about most women till they see them bare.
Their eyes that flash like moonshine look around
like roosters for a hen, and once they’ve found
a bird they like they do not need to beg,
and leave her long before she’s laid an egg.
Roosters in the morning crow in time
to wake their counterparts who’re with a hen,
ridiculous sometimes, sometimes sublime,
like roosters always, born as barnyard men.
poem by Gershon Hepner (19 September 2008)
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Colours And Sounds
The morning buzzes;
The thwack of a wet
Newspaper is an eye
Opener.
Six-A.M. Mahogany
With Apricot rising;
Garbage truck playing
Notes of a fatigued
Bass Viol...
And the chorus begins.
Early Morning Sounds:
The Sparrows hitting
High notes;
The clatter of junk mail...
Paper on aluminum;
Days bedazzled with
Mahogany-Apricot-
Azure-Mauve and
Butter Yellow;
Sounds of metal
And birds singing
Their morning-
Their daytime
Songs.
June 12,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
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This Muse I Must Pour
Through the battered gaps of an old obscure, unlatched door
Shattering silences of ages, my initials scribbled on a lost letter,
Enveloped in pang, in efforts of wordlessness staring lost expressions
In the blankness of a white, folded carelessly screaming in silent sob
In treasures of saline, drawn and dissolved images of a torment throb
Someone been thinking in words, speaking lines of thought on paper
Someone has choked in emptiness, held to hope by these crumpled edges
Fragrances of affection held by the bosom, a longing torn, hoped, retained
And then reflections of affection became a torrent, moist poured into notes
Unwritten notes stirring a ballad, thoughts and letters embossed in amour
Some echoes resonate in infinitude; some muse can only speak from a heart
In the vastness of this unwritten word, my confines are lost, boundaries erased
As a silent night burns to ache, my flickers shall live, this muse I must pour
poem by Saadut Hussain
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A Mindful Breath
High up on a mountain top
Waiting for the shoe to drop
Lookin' for the wisdom guy
To get the scoop before I die
What's the meaning of this story?
How can I partake in glory?
To which religion should I cling?
Which hymns to give my voice to sing?
High up on a mountain top
High up on a mountain top
Perhaps it doesn't really matter
All the jargon and the clatter
With each group shouting "follow us! "
I sometimes wonder "what's the fuss? "
When constant noise brings on a frown
I try to turn the volume down
In quietness I start to hear
A still small voice that's always near
The voice reminds me of the key
To step aside and simply be
Awareness will provide the chance
To take part in a different dance
Take part in a different dance
Take part in a different dance
The focus is not up, but in
There is no crown out there to win
No teams nor cries of victory
Just quiet calls to simply be
The invitation now is mine
To dwell in stillness any time
To let the clatter go on by
And take a breath before I die
Take a breath before I die
Take a breath before I die
Take a breath.................!
poem by Mark Bratlie
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Sharing Peace
Lost in a musical pilgrimage
We were impressed by beautiful melodies
Whose awesome sounds deeply resonate
As a true spiritual privilege.
Mind and soul shared a peaceful mood
For hours experiencing as much as we could
Helped by a violin, a guitar, and a flute
Nourishing our heart so mute!
(April 2010)
poem by Maria C. Costa
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The Hand That Feeds
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Please, doctor, doctor, please
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Feel like an old diseace
Get your sweet ass off the floor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
I cant refuse any loose harted lady anymore
I scream your name into the crowd
You feel the flame, but yo aint proud
Mabye your attitude aint right
So all thats left for me to do is bite
The hand that feeds me
Feeds me
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, please
All things you put me through
What the hell you want me to
Do all the things that uncle john needs
I aint the dog that bites the hand that feeds me
In the middle of, with a spittle of
Et tu like birds of a feather
When another day, love another way
Push, shove, make love, play
Never never, never ever
Never ever, never ever
Na, na...
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Please do a-what you can
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Would you please give my life a hand
All the things you put me trough
What the hell you want me to
Do all the things that uncle john needs
I aint the dog that bites the hand that feeds me, yeah
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, please
(repeat)
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Destiny Decreed
Awakened by the beautiful sound of heavenly music
Imaging birds in orchestral chirping
Feeling the passion with which the musician plays
An orgasmic explosion to the ear
Eyes transfixed to the distant sound
In the garden below
A soaring bird losing altitude
To catch a prey
Flight after flight
Floating down the stairs
In search of where the music comes
In search of the familiarity felt
Heart racing
Leaping past a kaleidoscope of colours
In front of him the most beautiful
Elegant girl
Eyes closed in passionate play
Startled by pigeons taking flight
Awoken from her trance
Eyes glazed over
Drowning in the pools of each other's dark eyes
Brought together by the universe
poem by Persian Khushi
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All Night
This is sick
"Attention it's time to dance..."
Chorus
Work it like you're working a pole
Shake it 'til you're shaking the floor
Pop it like you're poppin' a cork
Don't Stop, Don't Stop
Jerk it like you're making it choke
Break it like you're breakin' a code
Drop it till you're taking it lower
Drop it, drop it...
This is serious
I'm delirious
So oblivious
I could dance all night
With you
As long as its funky
This rhythm just makes me high
I'm like a junkie
I could dance all night
Chorus
So intoxicated
I'm so stimulated
Fell so X-rated
I could dance all night
As long as it's funky
This rhythm just makes me high
I'm like a junkie
I could dance all night
Chorus
Bridge
Everybody on the floor (Let's go)
Let's get hardcore (Get low)
Make my sweat pour (Oh no)
Don't stop (Gimme some more)
Ooh my body's yours (spank that)
Spank that back door (like that)
Drive me like a Porsche' (yea)
I could dance all night
Can we take this party higher?
Now just put your hands to the sky and
Clap, clap, clap, clap
I could dance all night
Chorus (repeat)
Repeat Chorus
song performed by by Janet Jackson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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All Nite (Don't Stop)
This is sick
"Attention it's time to dance..."
[Chorus]
Work it like you're working a pole
Shake it 'til you're shaking the floor
Pop it like you're poppin' a cork
Don't Stop, Don't Stop
Jerk it like you're making it choke
Break it like you're breakin' a code
Drop it till you're taking it lower
Drop it, drop it...
This is serious
I'm delirious
So oblivious
I could dance all night
With you
As long as its funky
This rhythm just makes me high
I'm like a junkie
I could dance all night
[Chorus]
So intoxicated
I'm so stimulated
Fell so X-rated
I could dance all night
As long as it's funky
This rhythm just makes me high
I'm like a junkie
I could dance all night
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Everybody on the floor (Let's go)
Let's get hardcore (Get low)
Make my sweat pour (Oh no)
Don't stop (Gimme some more)
Ooh my body's yours (spank that)
Spank that back door (like that)
Drive me like a Porsche' (yea)
I could dance all night
Can we take this party higher?
Now just put your hands to the sky and
Clap, clap, clap, clap
I could dance all night
[Chorus (repeat)]
[Repeat Chorus]
song performed by by Janet Jackson
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I paint on a sky
The dawn is breaking its early morn
Here, I m standing on a promise
of a brand new day
for new morning comes.
for the early morning smile,
So then, I paint on a sky.
Your eyes that shine like a golden sun.
I sense the morning glory.
Those cherry blossoms
That I paint on my mind.
As I heard the morning breeze,
That plays inside of me.
The notes and melodies
Were I paint on a sky
Over there beneath the silence
I watched the sea that dance on a wave,
And then I draw a line on sand
A line that connects my soul on wind
There I can dance to the music of my own
There I can paint on a sky.
Every step that I have been through.
I belong to the wind.
To fly higher than the mountain
Fly as free as the bird.
Then, I paint on a sky.
These dreams inside my mind,
These hope that I have been holding on
These love that last for more than time.
I walked on a bridge of the rainbow
I’ll be the sun in the sky.
I’ll be the light in all time
I’ll put back the blue in the sky
And learn to see the beauty that is waiting for
So then, I paint on a sky
All the happiness that brings back in my heart.
poem by Cheryl Aldea
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Because I Got High (Radio Edit)
I was gonna clean my room until I got high
I was gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high
my room is still messed up and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high
I was gonna go to class before I got high
I coulda cheated and I coulda passed but I got high
I am taking it next semester and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high
I was gonna go to court before I got high
I was gonna pay my child support but then I got high
they took my whole paycheck and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high
I wasnt gonna run from the cops but I was high
I was gonna pull right over and stop but I was high
Now I am a paraplegic
- because I got high
because I got high
because I got high
I was gonna make love to you but then I got high
I was gonna eat yo p***y too but then I got high
now I'm j***ing off and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high
I messed up my entire life because I got high
I lost my kids and wife because I got high
now I'm sleeping on the sidewalk and I know why
- cause I got high
cause I got high
cause I got high
I'm gonna stop singing this song because I'm high
I'm singing this whole thing wrong because I'm high
and if I dont sell one copy I know why
- cause I'm high
cause I'm high
cause I'm high
song performed by by Afroman from The Good Times
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The Flutist
Oh sweet beautiful flutist
Play for me the beautiful melodies of your hearts desire
How softly do the graceful notes come from the instrument of your musical prowess
The sweet melodies that pour from your instrument of the heavens
Oh how they soothe my soul
Oh how they take away my past
Those beautiful sweet melodies from heaven
Oh sweet beautiful flutist
Let me play for you to sweet melodies
For I am not worthy to hear your melodies
The melodies from heaven
poem by Alex Fischer
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The Cosmic Orchestra
With the break of dawning day,
The feathered folks greet the world,
In resonant notes of alluring songs,
They fill the hearts with rapturous glee.
Far or near a church bell sings,
Vibrant notes of chiming verse,
It floats around in rambling waves,
Urging the world to wake and work.
On fluttering wings the gentle breeze,
Comes down, to tickle the tender leaves,
Together do they sing and dance,
In delightful chorus to thrill the hearts.
Later sometime the falling rain,
Sings a song in rhythmic notes,
With rising strains and falling lilts,
The music goes on high and low.
Far away from mountain slopes,
Flow down, narrow glistening streams,
Spiralling over pebbles and rocks,
They muse a melody so sweet to hear.
As the setting Sun in Western sky,
Paints the clouds in crimson shades,
‘The frayed nerves' stroll to the beach,
To feast on the song of surging waves.
When darkness spreads and wraps the earth,
Beasts and birds - they together sing,
The Grand Finale to the Great Concert,
Played in league with the Cosmic Band.
Music hides in every heart,
Its celestial strains nourish the lives,
Tune it right with prudent care,
Lest it die in the cacophony of sounds.
poem by Valsa George
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My Old Friend, Weeping Willow Tree
I'd listen to the sounds of springtime..While a youngster, free,
and full of innocence..I'd look up at that tree, full of wonder,
and dance away my life hours...The tree seemed to dance
along, delighted, happy, and free.
I'd hear the birds off in the distance, the bees buzz, children,
laughing...Oh, remembering when..a weeping willow tree
was my friend..my playground.
It did dance along with me...in
the wind.
poem by Linda Mary Rachel Haungs
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The Bones Of Angels
Long shadows
Bright light
That falls to the front
From a darkness behind
There is no end
To this mountain top
Inside these stones
Only peace will we find
Inside out
We're all part of the stone
That makes up the mountain
And harbours the bones
The bones of angels
That showed us the way
You can feel them at night
While they sleep through the day
The bones of angels
The bones of angels
Together we will be
Forever we will see
I see you
And I see me
And the bones of angels
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Sunny Days
Sunny Days, Grandma would say
makes the birds sing, songs it brings
melodies of happier times, just for a dime
dancing and dressing fancy
a Symphony from the trees
a picnic under the tree
we sing, we dance
love the sunny days
from walks to talks
children play
to listen to the song of birds
bring love to the sun
enjoyable time
oh sunny days
poem by Michael Peterson
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Love Is Like A Big Brass Band
For our first time together I wanted everything to be just right
I prayed for good weather
For we were going to a concert in the park that night
I wanted violins and sweet romantic melodies
But when the band began to play
It didnt turn out quite that way
For there were trumpets and trombones making sad sounds and glad tones
And notes that I will never understand
And there were tin horns and oboes and saxophone solos
Now you know and I know love is like a big brass band
We wasted no time now, we planned a wedding for the first of june
Hear the wedding bells chime now
And see the folks all watching for the bridge and groom
Waiting for violins and sweet romantic melodies
But when we started down the aisle
You should have seen the preacher smile
For there were trumpets and trombones making sad sounds and glad tones
And notes that I will never understand
And there were tin horns and oboes and saxophone solos
Now I know and you know love is like a big brass band
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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