Carl Nielsen's Sun Piece
As Helios began to rise
Fat woman rose to feet,
Shuffled out for air:
Fiddledy fie for the trains of thought
Of people listening there.
'Well thought, ' thought I,
'to leave the theatre now-
though quiet rise disturbed;
'cause if she'd left it till the sun
was higher in the sky,
she might have fallen in a faint-
whole auditorium perturbed! '
Then, as the sun began to set,
As she set down in her seat,
Ungummed from mama's oozing teat,
Arose the song of baby son-
Dread herald of the treat to come
In Tchaikovsky
Piano Concerto
Number One.
Inspired in Greece the 15 minute piece 'Helios' begins with a quiet build-up to the rising of the sun, gets more agitated as day progresses, then returns to quiet after a spectacular sunset.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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The Cap And Bells
THE jester walked in the garden:
The garden had fallen still;
He bade his soul rise upward
And stand on her window-sill.
It rose in a straight blue garment,
When owls began to call:
It had grown wise-tongued by thinking
Of a quiet and light footfall;
But the young queen would not listen;
She rose in her pale night-gown;
She drew in the heavy casement
And pushed the latches down.
He bade his heart go to her,
When the owls called out no more;
In a red and quivering garment
It sang to her through the door.
It had grown sweet-tongued by dreaming
Of a flutter of flower-like hair;
But she took up her fan from the table
And waved it off on the air.
'I have cap and bells,' he pondered,
'I will send them to her and die';
And when the morning whitened
He left them where she went by.
She laid them upon her bosom,
Under a cloud of her hair,
And her red lips sang them a love-song
Till stars grew out of the air.
She opened her door and her window,
And the heart and the soul came through,
To her right hand came the red one,
To her left hand came the blue.
They set up a noise like crickets,
A chattering wise and sweet,
And her hair was a folded flower
And the quiet of love in her feet.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Stranger On A Quiet Street
When all the thrills have been forgotten
The chill of night can call them home
And all the dreams that you left stranded
Will slowly start to come along
I felt it as she slipped away, slipped away
I didnt have the words to say
When I saw the stranger
A stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
You can go straight as an arrow
You can go straight as you dare
Walkin the old straight and narrow
Dont always get you there
The sun was shining when I saw it all
She was moving to a different beat
When I met a stranger
A stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
It came to me out of the blue, out of the blue
There came the moment that I really knew
When I met a stranger
A stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street, on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Masterman And Baby J
When we get on the mike we'll be number one
Even top D.M.C. and Run
Everybody's really gonna have some fun
'Cause we're takin' 'em all the way down
We're takin' 'em all the way down
Gonna rap about this, gonna rap about that
Gonna tell everybody where it's at
All over the world people gonna say
You got to dig the Masterman and Baby J
You got to dig the Masterman and Baby J
Hit it
People tell me "Man you live in a dump"
"You won't never be nothin' but a pumped-up chump"
You got no money--you got no sense
You won't never be nothing, you won't ever be nothing
I say well-well-well-well
When I look out my window, you know what I see
I don't see no whores in the stinkin' street
I don't see no drunks and junkies dying
I don't see no bums or garbage flyin'
I see me and J in the L.A. Coliseum
100,000 people on their feet
And they're laughin' and bumpin' and screamin' and cryin'
And jumpin' up on their seat
And then the band begins to play and then they hush up
And then the band begins to play and then they hush up
And it gets real quiet in the Coliseum with the stage all
dark and bare
Maybe a little rain begins to fall--yeah
But the people stayin' right there
Then you can hear that announcer say
Please welcome! (the crowd roars)
Please welcome! (the crowd roars)
L.A.'s own, the number one
The biggest, the best, the number one bad in the USA
The Masterman and Baby J!
The Masterman and Baby J
song performed by by Randy Newman
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So Quiet In Here
Foghorns blowing in the night
Salt sea air in the morning breeze
Driving cars all along the coastline
This must be what its all about
Oh this must be what its all about
This must be what paradise is like
So quiet in here, so peaceful in here
So quiet in here, so peaceful in here
The warm look of radiance on your face
And your heart beating close to mine
And the evening fading in the candle glow
This must be what its all about
Oh this must be what its all about
This must be what paradise is like
So quiet in here. so peaceful in here
So quiet in here, yeah, so peaceful in here
All my struggling in the world
And so many dreams that dont come true
Step back, put it all away
It dont matter, it dont matter anymore
Oh this must be what paradise is like
This must be what paradise is like
Its so quiet in here, so peaceful in here
Its so quiet in here, so peaceful in here
A glass of wine with some friends
Talking into the wee hours of the dawn
Sit back and relax your mind
This must be, this must be, what its all about
This must be what paradise is like
Oh this must be what paradise is like
So quiet in here, so peaceful in here
So quiet in here, so peaceful in here
Big ships out in the night
And were floating across the waves
Sailing for some other shore
Where we can be what we wanna be
Oh this must be what paradise is like
This must be what paradise is like
Baby its so quiet in here, so peaceful in here
So quiet in here, so peaceful in here
So quiet in here, so peaceful in here
So quiet in here, you can hear, its so quiet
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Quiet Warrior
Standing in a circle the wolves have come
But they wont bother her, no
cause dancing with her hands of leaves shell sing for them
And ease their hungerin
Shes a quiet warrior.
Standing at the oceans stoney shores
The waves all worship her
She stands in trust and lets the night swallow her
Because she knows that shes a piece of the sun
And a quiet warrior.
You ask her where from the wind blows
Shell say its how the sky sings
And you ask her how does the sun rise
Shell say cause you desire it to be seen
And you ask her how does she make your heart fly
And shell tell you, you know why
Shes your quiet warrior.
Ravens they rest on his golden crown
And steal your soul
He smiles and it feels like youve known him
Yes it feels like coming home
Hes a quiet warrior.
And roaring silently hes a lion
And hell hunt for you
His eyes are warm because his hands they are made of light
And they seduce your soul
Hes a quiet warrior.
You ask him where from the wind blows
He says that the earth breathes
And you ask him how does the sun rise
Hell say that shes got wings
And you ask him how does he make your heart fly
And hell tell you, you know why
Hes your quiet warrior.
Transcribed by dan stark
song performed by by Jewel
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Quiet Focus Of The Mind
The Quiet focus of the mind
Is From whence imaginations rise
Imagination of starlit creation
Stimulation to open up one’s eyes
The quiet focus of the mind
To garner truth, cast out the lies
If Intimidation begets frustration
Then Frustration leads to what’s and why’s
Well… the quiet focus of the mind
Will turn what’s and why’s to quiet sighs
Plain and simple contemplation
Levels out, life’s lows and highs
And the quiet focus of the mind
Will lift the spirit to the skies
poem by David Whalen
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Through Paris 1970
As you rode through Paris
in the packed coach
the radio played
Beethoven's Piano Concerto #5
and Mamie
sat beside you
her head to one side
sleeping
her mouth open
like some fish
out of water
her hands tucked
between her thighs
her blue skirt
riding high
and the slow movement
of the Beethoven piece
began
the piano playing softy
as the bright lights
of Paris
lit up
the dull space
inside the coach
and you closed your eyes
laying a hand
surreptiously
over hers
hearing the piano
and orchestra
as if in a dream
and Mamie
never minded
your hand
on hers
or so you thought then
and as now
it would seem.
poem by Terry Collett
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Masterman & Baby J
People tell me that I brag a lot cause I call myself the masterman
Always talkin bout how I got dynamite in every hand
Hit it
Me and my brother we live alone, got no television, got no
Telephone
But when we walk down the street people get out of the way
They say here come the masterman and baby j
Here come the masterman and baby j
Hit it--hit it
When we get on the mike well be number one
Even top d.m.c. and run
Everybodys really gonna have some fun
cause were takin em all the way down
Were takin em all the way down
Gonna rap about this, gonna rap about that
Gonna tell everybody where its at
All over the world people gonna say
You got to dig the masterman and baby j
You got to dig the masterman and baby j
Hit it
People tell me man you live in a dump
You wont never be nothin but a pumped-up chump
You got no money--you got no sense
You wont never be nothing, you wont ever be nothing
I say well-well-well-well
When I look out my window, you know what I see
I dont see no whores in the stinkin street
I dont see no drunks and junkies dying
I dont see no bums or garbage flyin
I see me and j in the l.a. coliseum
100,000 people on their feet
And theyre laughin and bumpin and screamin and cryin
And jumpin up on their seat
And then the band begins to play and then they hush up
And then the band begins to play and then they hush up
And it gets real quiet in the coliseum with the stage all
Dark and bare
Maybe a little rain begins to fall--yeah
But the people stayin right there
Then you can hear that announcer say
Please welcome! (the crowd roars)
Please welcome! (the crowd roars)
L.a.s own, the number one
The biggest, the best, the number one bad in the usa
The masterman and baby j!
The masterman and baby j!
song performed by by Randy Newman
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Quiet Please, There's A Lady On Stage
(carole bayer-sager & peter allen)
Quiet please, there's a lady on stage
She may not be the latest rage
But she's singing and she means it
And she deserves a little silence
Quiet please, there's a woman up there
And she's been honest through her songs
Long before your consciousness was raised
Doesn't that deserve a little praise
So put your hands together and help her along
All that's left of the singer's
All that's left of the song
Stand for the ovation
And give her one last celebration
Quiet please, there's a person up there
And she's been singing of the things
That none of us could bear to hear for ourselves
Give her your respect if nothing else
Quiet please, there's a lady on stage
Conductor, turn the final page
And when it's over we can all go home
But she lives on -- on the stage alone.
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Son (Liam)
Quiet tenderness
Tranquil soul
Stone still
Stone thought
A library of thought in his
Gentle eyes
Beneath an ocean roils
Beneath an epic is forged
Beneath the hero wanders
Waits with quiet masks
And worlds to conquer
poem by Guillermo Veloso
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How Will It End For All Of Us?
IN MY OLD AGE/ MY HAPPINESS
In my old age
My happiness
Suddenly
Overwhelms me.
Why?
The light towards twilight?
The quiet?
The thought of my children
Who love and honor their father?
A peace in the cool air?
Just being here all the years
In Yerushalayim?
A quiet gratitude to God
The light and the peace and the calm?
HOW WILL IT END FOR ALL OF US?
How will it end for all of us?
Will we wait until the sun’s expansion
Or will the seas boil us before this?
Perhaps an asteroid?
Volcanic coldness and darkness?
Or by ourselves?
A self- manufactured virus?
Or the indescribable horrors of nuclear war?
How will it end for all of us?
Perhaps in minds we make to improve our own?
Or perhaps in a meeting we sought
With a higher civilization?
Oh God Only You are God
And Only You can save us.
Do You Truly Care?
Are You listening to me now?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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A Black Box, A Key And The Stinking Guest.
do you know how to live
inside
a black box?
tell me. Are you the
seed inside that black box,
you sprout?
and look for an
opening of light?
Helios, you love Helios.
Do you know
this God named Helios?
you are not
a bug, you do not move
like a cockroach
you stink a bit
and you are here beside me
i live inside this black box
for years
i am not a seed,
neither a tweed,
there is no need for you to know
it will not be significant
and i am not stinking like you
you wonder what is this
all about asking you
if you too live in here?
or who you are and why are you
here
inside this tinder black box
it is dark here and we are
talking, you can hear me
and smell me but
you shall not feel me
i am not alive.
i am the key.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Where's Daddy?
My mother and I were close.
And had a unique relationship.
People thought I was a mama's boy.
And I didn't mind.
Since both my mother and I,
Would laugh when we discussed this.
I remember talking before I could walk.
And when we were out together publicly,
She would say to me...
'Please Larry, do not say one word.
I don't want anyone staring at you.'
~You mean like daddy does? ~
'Exactly.'
And when I got older,
When my sister Mimmie was born...
I use to ask my mother,
~Why is she so quiet? ~
'Give her time.
She's only a few months old.'
And...
When she did get older,
And we'd all be out in public...
My mother not once told her,
To be quiet.
I tried.
But she never listened to me.
And my father?
He would just stare at us in disbelief.
~Ma?
Where's daddy? ~
'Who knows? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quiet Pleaseres A Lady On Stage
(carole bayer-sager & peter allen)
Quiet please, theres a lady on stage
She may not be the latest rage
But shes singing and she means it
And she deserves a little silence
Quiet please, theres a woman up there
And shes been honest through her songs
Long before your consciousness was raised
Doesnt that deserve a little praise
So put your hands together and help her along
All thats left of the singers
All thats left of the song
Stand for the ovation
And give her one last celebration
Quiet please, theres a person up there
And shes been singing of the things
That none of us could bear to hear for ourselves
Give her your respect if nothing else
Quiet please, theres a lady on stage
Conductor, turn the final page
And when its over we can all go home
But she lives on -- on the stage alone.
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Rise Up
rise up and fly like eagles
rise up through the sky
we've got to rise up
over higher mountains
rise up, rise up, rise up
Everybody's come a long long way
such a long way ,to be here today
we're going hard ,giving it all
we've been knocking on wood with our backs to the walls
we've been working every day and night
waiting for the chance for the day to arrive
and now we've all got something to prove
win or lose, there's only one thing to do
We've got to rise up
and fly like eagles
rise up through the sky
you've got to rise up
over higher mountains
rise up, rise up, rise up
Inside the sweat, inside the heat
in each and every heart there's a pounding beat
to do it wrong, to do it right
each of us has put up, one hell of a fight
and as we face the final test
all that we can do is to do our best
and as we're making time stand still
to get to the top you've got to give all you've got
You've got to rise up
and fly like eagles
rise up through the sky
you've got to rise up
over higher mountains
rise up, rise up
Shine a light and let them see
everything you want to be
Shine a light and let them know
you are never letting go
Rise up... win or lose there's only one thing to do
We've got to rise up
and fly like eagles
rise up through the sky
you've got to rise up
over higher mountains
rise up, rise up, rise up
Rise, and fly like eagles
rise up through the sky
you've got to rise up
over higher mountains
rise up, rise up, rise up, rise up,
over higher mountains, rise,
We've got to rise up.
song performed by by Vanessa Amorosi
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Quiet Man
Quiet man of the Moors
Against the bricks of revocation
Invasion
When the mind is disturbed
When quiet is torn
Burning man of the soul
We die slowly when sold
Color is grand life
Shut your door
Keep the world out
Open your window
Let the garden in
Regain the deep serene joy
Quiet man of the heart
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Nightswimming
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
Turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, its so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the waters edge.
The moon is low tonight.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
Im not sure all these people understand.
Its not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
Of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
Replaced by everyday.
Nightswimming, remembering that night.
Septembers coming soon.
Im pining for the moon.
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
Could not describe nightswimming.
You, I thought I knew you.
You I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me,
This one laughing quietly underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.
The photograph reflects,
Every streetlight a reminder.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.
song performed by by REM
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Elephant's Graveyard II
But then, almost imperceptibly, the boulders shift,
slowly at first, then increasing speed:
here a bit, there a hit
the eye perceives. Uncannily, they march through trees,
Till what you thought a wall of mere marl
proves an elephant's crinkled back-to be;
what you thought an un-tenanted grotte,
pretty enough, if bare,
is really the dark between an elephant's thighs-
between it's belly and the grass,
and you realize you have discovered a plot
piped by motherly trunks into pachyderm ears
assuring them there's a place they will go
if steadfast, in spite of crocodiles and bogs-
though one must be mindful to avoid both.
And suddenly, in the quiet of a grove
generations on generations of elephantine shapes
move, undismayed through a quiet, silencing event:
Silence flung out in billows like the sails of a ship
Quiet where a twig-snap sounds like a mine exploding
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Quiet Life
Somethings happenin but Im just gonna turn a blind eye.
If I see no evil, ask no questions, and I hear no lies.
Cant communicate with minds that are small,
With some people its like talkin to the wall
And a fellow who walks away,
Lives to battle another day.
And Ive really got no appetite
For a fight,
Not tonight.
All I want is a quiet life.
Anything for a quiet life.
No ambition to rock the boat
When I can just stay afloat.
Be content with a quiet life
All I want is a quiet life.
Anything for a quiet life.
Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil at all.
Confidentially, between these walls,
Im on top of it all.
Id rather have em think Im deaf, dumb, and blind
Than aggravation every time I speak my mind
Keep _________ at a quiet life.
Anything for a quiet life.
I could easily blow my top,
Start a row,
But why start now?
Give your daddy a quiet life.
Give your mother a quiet life.
Anything for a quiet life.
[instrumental section]
Give your daddy a quiet life.
Give your mother a quiet life.
Anything for a quiet life.
Confidentially, between these walls,
Im on top of it all.
song performed by by Kinks
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Nightswimming
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it's so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water's edge.
The moon is low tonight.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
I'm not sure all these people understand.
It's not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
replaced by everyday.
Nightswimming, remembering that night.
September's coming soon.
I'm pining for the moon.
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
could not describe nightswimming.
You, I thought I knew you.
You I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me,
this one laughing quietly underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.
The photograph reflects,
every streetlight a reminder.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.
song performed by by Dashboard Confessional
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