Just Another Number!
I've seen a few birthdays come and go
And I hope to endure a few more,
But at my age one can't help but question it all.
Just what is a birthday for?
When I was a child I looked forward to them.
It was exciting to guess what I'd get.
But now that I'm old, I don't feel that same thrill.
It's just something I want to forget.
Another year older means nearer the grave!
And I know I'm not ready to go.
So why keep on counting the years as they pass?
That's what I'm wanting to know.
So I'll stop having birthdays at all from now on
After all I don't feel my real age
And knowing time's passed is no comfort at all.
Besides which, how do you gauge?
You're only as old as you feel, so they say,
And I don't feel old at all.
Birthdays prove nothing, I'm still in my prime
Stop counting! I'm having a ball! ! !
poem by Dawn Ferrett
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For Us With The Faded Genes
Are birthdays really happy
For us with the faded genes?
Calendars remind us daily-
Our time is short and lean.
The hair is losing color
While some may lose all of it,
Bones not strong as they were before
And sweets, we have to forfeit.
We learn to be keen on cholesterol
Be adept at counting blood sugar
Get rid of the fat, quit alcohol
We try walking, but can't go far.
We manage to deduct the years
As birthdays come to remind
We are getting plagued by aging fears
And Time we label... unkind.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Birthdays
Let us have birthdays every day,
(I had the thought while I was shaving)
Because a birthday should be gay,
And full of grace and good behaving.
We can't have cakes and candles bright,
And presents are beyond our giving,
But let lt us cherish with delight
The birthday way of lovely living.
For I have passed three-score and ten
And I can count upon my fingers
The years I hope to bide with men,
(Though by God's grace one often lingers.)
So in the summers left to me,
Because I'm blest beyond my merit,
I hope with gratitude and glee
To sparkle with the birthday spirit.
Let me inform myself each day
Who's proudmost on the natal roster;
If Washington or Henry Clay,
Or Eugene Field or Stephen Foster.
oh lots of famous folks I'll find
Who more than measure to my rating,
And so thanksgivingly inclined
Their birthdays I'll be celebrating.
For Oh I know the cheery glow|
Of Anniversary rejoicing;
Let me reflect its radiance so
My daily gladness I'll be voicing.
And though I'm stooped and silver-haired,
Let me with laughter make the hearth gay,
So by the gods I may be spared
Each year to hear: "Pop, Happy Birthday."
poem by Robert William Service
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Birthday Twinkle
The years pass by
Without even giving it a try
Without pushing it to the limits
And you wonder why
You feel older.
The veneer chips away
Soon you can’t hide
What is inside
An empty chest or a treasure trove
Surprise the spry second
With strength, happiness and love
And of birthdays, you'll be fond
Celebrating, with a twinkle in your eye
poem by Kamini Arichandran
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Counting On You
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two
One of these days Ill be back with you
Counting the ways that I love you
Through and through
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
Tentatively you put up the signs
Letting me know you are mine
And Im counting on you
To be here through it all
Im counting on you
To catch me if I fall
Whatever you do, remember
Im always counting on you
Flight six, eight, one, gate forty-two
At seven fifteen Ill feel ten feet tall
Knowing you care after all
And Im counting on you
To be here through it all
Im counting on you
To catch me if I fall
Whatever you do, remember
Im always counting on you
Counting on you
To be here through it all
Counting on you
To catch me if I fall
Remember Im always
Counting on you
song performed by by Monkees
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Outside Of A Circle
Saturday afternoon
The sunshine pours like wine
Through your window
But I know that golden June can turn an empty grey
'Gainst your window
And I feel like
I'm on the outside of a circle
And if I walk by the trees
I catch the falling leaves
If the wind blows
But I know that all this means
Is whiling on the hours
Watching side-shows
And I feel like
I'm on the outside of a circle
Will I turn my coat to the rain
I don't know
But I'm going somewhere
I can warm my bones
Fare you well
I'll carry me away
And sing to those I know
Upon their birthdays
I won't feel like like I'm on the outside...
I won't feel like like I'm on the outside...
I won't feel like like I'm on the outside of a circle
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene from B-Sides: Seasides & Freerides
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B-Day
Birthdays are so special to me
It's the day that we were born
When we came to be
Like our DNA or fingerprints
We are all unique gifts
God sent
We live....
We were meant
We are something remarkable
To so many whether
We are a
Son, daughther
Sister, Brother
Wife, Husband
And of course
Let us not forget
A special friend
So birthdays are so important
To me, you see
I say it proudly
It marks a phenomenal day
In history
A present that is heavenly
Our B-Day
The day that we all can to be
A Blessings! ! ! !
poem by Tameeka Smith
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God Bless You On Your Birthday!
May God bless you on your birthday
With gifts and cards and such
From those who care and those who pray
And those who love so much!
While birthdays come and birthdays go,
It's love that's always here
And that's God's way to let you know
You're special, too, my dear!
Congrats on all the good you've done -
You went the extra mile!
You shared your wondrous sense of fun
And thrilled us with each smile!
You did your best! You blessed our hearts!
You proved your heart is kind!
And though it's time to make new starts,
Some new friends you will find!
Perhaps they should be told that this
Is when your life began!
Yet now, I'll send my magic kiss
'Cos I'm a friendly fan!
poem by Denis Martindale
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I'm Ready
Well I\'m ready... ready as anybody can be
I am ready... a ready as anybody can be
I\'m ready for you
I hope you ready for me
Got an out of town pistol with the graveyard frame
It shoots tombstone bullets... wit da ball and chain
I\'m drinkin\' TNT... and smokin\' dynamite
I hope some schoolboy pick a fight
\'Cause I\'m ready... ready as anybody can be
Well I\'m ready for you... I hope you ready for me
Now listen...
All you pretty little chicks with\'chor curly hair
Know you feel like I ain\'t nowhere
But stop what\'chor doin\' honey... come over here
I\'ll prove it to ya baby that I ain\'t no square
\'Cause I\'m ready... ready as anybody can be
Now I\'m ready for you... I hope you ready for me
Look out...
Look out...
Well I been drinkin\' gin like never before
I\'m feelin\' so good... honey that\'s for sure
One more drink... honey I wish you would
Take a whole lotta lovin\' to make me feel good
\'Cause I\'m ready... ready as anybody can be
Well I\'m ready for you... I hope you ready for...
A ready for...
A ready for...
Well I\'m ready for...
Oh baby...
You know I\'m ready for you
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Fallow Me
Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics.
Can you tell me?
How do you feel? (How do you feel?)
How do you feel? (talk, talk to me)
In your letter it said you wanted to talk to me, talk to me talk to me
That you're missing my loving
Asking am I gonna' give it to ya
She said I like the way you put it down on me, me, me baby
That there's nothing more she'd rather do, do than
Follow me, follow me to my bedroom
(Both of our bodies)
Follow me, follow me to my bedroom
(This'll be a night you won't forget)
(This'll be a night you won't forget)
Relax, unwind and just take your time, take, take your take your time
I would like to show you, get to know you, hold you, kiss you
Running my fingers through your hair
How do you like it?
Let's just take it nice and slow and enjoy the flow
Follow me (alright) follow me to my bedroom
(You know what you gotta do, you know what you gotta do take my hand)
Follow me, follow me to my bedroom
(This'll be a night you won't forget)
Follow me, follow me to my bedroom
(Follow me, follow me darling)
Follow me, follow me to my bedroom
Can you follow me?
Whe I get on top and I make it real hot and you tell me don't stop
(Ooh yeah) Are you fallin'?
Whe I get on top and I make it real hot and you tell me don't stop
Whoser name are you calling?
When I get on top and I make it real hot and you tell me don't stop
Are you fallin'?
When I get on top and I make it real hot and you tell me don't stop
(Ooh yeah talk, talk to me)
How do you feel? (Both of our bodies)
How do you feel? (This'll be a night you won't forget)
How do you feel? (All I wanna know)
How do you feel? (Is how do you feel?)
How do you feel? (How do you feel?)
How do you feel? (Follow me lady)
song performed by by Craig David
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Oppression
Is a question of strength,
of unshed tears,
of being trampled under,
and always, always,
remembering you are human.
Look deep to find the grains of hope and strength,
and sing, my brothers and sisters,
and sing. The sun will share
your birthdays with you behind bars,
the new spring grass
like fiery spears will count your years,
as you start into the next year;
endure my brothers, endure my sisters.
poem by Jimmy Santiago Baca
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Get Real
Oh pity us here we angels of lead
We're dead, we're sick hanging by thread
Get real
Get real
You can't stop meaningful teenage cries
From deep behind fifty year old eyes
Get real
Get real
CHORUS
I'm scared to touch
Too tense to be undone
I walk the streets
Not expecting morning sun
Against the voice of doom
Failures fall all over town
I guess I should, I feel I should
Get real
Get real
What's up?
What happened when I wasn't around?
Who did what?
What went down?
Get real
Get real
Think about myself it happens to me
It happens in the tunnel when I let myself feel
Get real
Get real
CHORUS
I feel it all through breakdowns falling all over town
I feel I should, I guess I should
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
The dazzle of light
The rape of life
The seed, the curse
The jazz of life
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
song performed by by David Bowie
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Stop N Go
Stop N Go"
I knew from the start you were running game
You'd fade away like Jordan then cross me over when you come back again
I'm not superwoman so i can't see what's goign on in your mind
It's been so long that i strung you along
So many dates, so many hours on the phone
And i know you getting tired of playing the game of cat and mouse
I wonder if i let you catch me, would you run your mouth
So i'm not sure if i wanna
Stop
Go
Just move slow
Let
Go
And enjoy the moment
Stop
Go
So confusing that i
Don't
Know
I feel i wanna explode
We're in the first quarter and i feel i wanna but i know we oughta not
Cuz if i pass it to you there's a chance that you might mess around and drop the rock
So you better make sure in the court you're the best i've ever seen
Cuz i would hate to have to trade you to another team
It's been so hard playing my emotions off
Knowing that i wanna give in but too afraid to go too far
And i know you're getting tired of playing the game of hard to get
But i wonder if i let you in would you tell your friends
So i'm not sure if i wanna
Stop, go
Just move slow
Let go
And enjoy the momeny
Stop, go
So confusing that i
Don't know
I feel i wanna explode
My heart, says yes
My mind, says no
Cuz i don't know if i wanna break down and let go
My heart, says yes
My mind, says no
Cuz i know if i'm ready now i'll be wanting more
More this, more that
More time, to chat
And i'll be wanting a commitment from you and much more attention
That's why i'm so confused
When it comes to loving you
Stop, go
Just move slow
Let go
And enjoy the moment
Stop, go
So confusing that i
Don't know
Feel i wanna explode
Stop, go
Just move slow
Let go
And enjoy the moment
Stop, go
So confusing that i
Don't know
Feel i wanna explode
song performed by by Faith Evans
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I'm Counting On You (feat. Johnny O'Keefe)
I'm counting on you
Ever since we met darling I've been keeping score
Everyday I count your charms
Every day I love you more
It's plain to see why you're the lover I waited for
I'm counting the diferrent ways you melt me
Your smile your voice your touch
I'm counting the little things you tell me
That move me oh sdo much
I'm counting your kisses and caresses
And cause I thrill as I do
For I'm counting on you
I'm counting the hours since I found you
The days and nights divine
I'm counting the dreams I built around you
Because your love is mine
I'm counting on happiness forever
Oh lover always be true
For I'm counting on you
I'm counting on you
I'm counting on you
I'm counting on you
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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I Start Counting
(basil kirchin / jack nathan / james coleman / patrick ryan)
This year, next year
Sometime never
Paper dreams tied up
With bits of string
Darkness comes
Flowers grow
No-one knows
I start counting
I start counting
Sitting by myself in a secret
Chasing thoughts through rainbows in my mind, yeah
Changing time
Tomorrows dream
In between
I start counting
Counting, yes I do
Counting, counting, counting, counting, counting
Ooh-hoo-oo, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve etc.
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Have a Happy Blessed Birthday
Its yo' birthday,
I wanna wish u,
This day, its somehow special,
its yo' birthday,
A remarkable day,
filled with cheer,
smile for today,
hope its fun,
thank God for today,
for today, its a gleeful day,
may u stay and live,
till another years and more birthdays.
Celebrate today,
Enjoy the fullest today,
Butta also some for us,
the dead and gone.
Its yo' birthday,
Happy birthday to you,
Some years back you was brought to this Earth today,
Yo' mum and daddy are,
Great people towards today,
Pray for them.
Grasp that and gift of wishes,
Behold the sky,
Today it's yo' birthday,
And all yours,
I found the birds whistling, singing,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear ma friend,
Happy birthday to you.
Also hope you lite the candles,
For a brighter tomorrow,
Than today.
poem by Kiyaga Lyttle Cephas
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Dont Cha Stop
Right here Id like to melt inside of you
Right here you kiss is totally new
Right here your hands are soft and creamy
Right here your mouth is wet and dreamy
And its just what I like
So dim down the light
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
If it makes you feel good
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
Your rhapsody is blowing my cool-ool
Your fantasies there written for fools
Your long black hair tickles my skin skin
It feels so luscious come on do it again, oh yeah
And its just what I like
Dim down the light
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
If it makes you feel good
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
If it makes you feel good
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
If it makes you feel good, good,
Good, good, good
Dont cha stop dont cha stop
A dont cha stop if it makes you feel
Good, good, good
Oo dont cha stop dont cha stop
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
Dont you stop dont cha stop
If it makes you feel
Good, good, good
Good, good, good
Good, good, good
Dont cha stop
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
(dont cha stop dont cha stop)
[repeat-fade]
song performed by by Cars
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Anniversary
Birthdays when you are old reminds you of the grave,
you see it a freshly dug hole waiting just for you.
People bring you wine, what else do an old man needs?
Guests getting high on wine they brought you and it is all
jolly. I try to join in. wife has made an effort candlelight
and so on guests are people I never see unless meeting
them at a pretentious art exhibition; and I think of my
childhood when birthdays were important, I tell stories
of a past of poverty and need; wife disrupts saying
I should forget about the past, how can I it shaped me
for what I´m today? Cakes I think of are those I never had
in my infancy; cakes I baked, with condensed milk, when
the captain had his birthday -if he was an ass hole I spat in
the dough-, on ships made into nails somewhere in hot
Bangladesh. How tired I´m lost in the past. Guests leave
the old man´s party, but my wife is not stunned when calm
falls I have to collect the dirty glasses and do the dishes.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Feel
What you want, what you got
Live your life in a crawl space
Ill help you out but you dont want a chance at a better life
You said you never took a ride and now you wanna play
Well, its a big, big city let me show you around some time
Oh, some time
[chorus]
And now you crossed that line
You cant come back
Tell me how does it feel now
Its too late too much to forget about
Cant stop now
How does it feel now
Im only asking because I wanna know
How...you...wanna...feel
Well, Im a wreck
Im a mess
Im a spot on the pavement
Im a number on your wall
I make you so tired
And I dont think I like this game no more
It goes around and round and round
Ill tell you one more time
Yeah, one more time
[chorus]
And now you crossed that line
You cant come back
Tell me how does it feel now
Its too late too much to forget about
Cant stop now
How does it feel now
Im only asking because I wanna know
How...you...wanna...feel
How you wanna feel
[chorus]
And now you crossed that line
You cant come back
Tell me how does it feel now
Its too late too much to forget about
Cant stop now
How does it feel now
Im only asking because I wanna know
How...you...wanna...feel
How...you...wanna...feel
How...you...wanna...feel
song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
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Counting Every Minute
Gonna break these chains
Gonna set myself free
Gonna turn on the mains
Feel the power inside of me
Gonna burn all night--gonna burn all day
Youll see me coming
From miles away
Feel me in the air
Feel me all around you
Gonna show you how I care
Teach you something new
Im gonna take my time
Make love to you
Yeah I know I can satisfy you
Thats what I intend to do
Now Im counting every minute
Every single minute
Im calling for you, honey
Come and get it while its hot
Counting every minute
Ooh Im living it
Ill make every minute count
Give it everything Ive got
Feel me getting closer
Im almost there
Can you fell my fingers
Running through your hair
Can you feel my hands
Draw you closer to me
Can you hear that clock tick, tick, ticking baby
Ill soon be there to set you free
Im counting every minute
Every single minute
Dont fool around come and
Get it while its hot
Counting every minute
Ooh Im living in it
Ill make every minute count
Give it everything Ive got
Counting every minute
Every single minute
Im calling for you, honey
Come and get it while its hot
Counting every minute
Ooh Im gonna give it
Ill give it to you honey
Ill give you everything
Ive got
Yeah Im counting every minute
Every single minute
Dont fool around come and
Get it while its hot
Counting every minute
Baby dont be timid
Ill make every minute count
Give it everything Ive got
Counting every minute
Counting every minute
Counting every minute
Im calling for you honey
Come and get it while
Its hot
Im counting
Every single minute
Im waiting for you baby
Give you everything Ive got
song performed by by Foreigner
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Feeling Sorry for someone
I feel sorry for you
that kind of sorry where nothing
is left to say to that someone,
but you still keep trying.
I feel sorry for what that somebody
went through, but inside they don't
feel sorry one bit for there selfs,
they look in the miror and they know that they should feel sorry
But nothing stops they are brave and strong
nothing can stop them from acheving anything
so don't feel sorry for me do understand
I don't feel sorry for myself and nor should you
feel sorry for me
I am happy and alive and if I set my mind
to something I would stop till I get it do
get it so when I look in the miror
I don't see myself I see someone else
Now don't you dare tell me I feel sorry
for you because you know the answer.