Trapped
Trapped in the fog
cant find my way
I scream, I cry in vain
fog thickens like cloud
about to rain,
nothing can pass through
not a sound or ray
none is around or can hear
I close my eyes, and pray
only god is my hope
I crouch and sit on a rock
in the cold hard wind i knock
this is my test of life
I must not give up but strive
and I must keep my faith
he is not far away
perhaps with somebody
more needy than me
and will surely pull me out
I know he is on his way
poem by Dr Madhavi Grace
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Hope, Love and Faith
Trials, tribulations would come our way,
We shed our tears from day to day
Stop! Stop! was ours to say,
Oh God! please God, Oh hear our pray,
And God above listens to us,
Hope, Love and Faith he send to rush,
Bring forth by Jesus who died in the cross,
Believe in Him, we’ll always pass.
A Hope to cling we look upon,
A better tomorrow is here to come.
Here comes the Love we had to share,
Love oneself is first to care.
A faith to God we will maintain,
Which move a real mountain.
Believe in this we never lose.
Hope, Love and Faith we always choose.
For God’s gift is really close,
Jesus His son, He greatly use,
Saves those in pain and in great vain,
If we rely on God Divine,
Hope, Love and Faith they will remain.
poem by Malou Ocfemia
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Photograph
Fear falls out like rain again
Washing over me
You say nothing will ever change
What do I believe
You fall deep inside again
There's nothing left to see
Weakness fills your heart again
You put it to rest
Hoping everything
You were never strong enough
Close my eyes again
Pray that I will not give up
I try to see your face again
A photograph of me
Your voice calling out again
Nothing left for me
You try to find your place again
Waiting just to breathe
Weakness takes your heart again
You put it to rest
Locked inside again
Locked inside again
Locked inside again
Hoping everything
You were never strong enough
Close my eyes again
Pray that I will not give up
Hoping everything
You were never strong enough
Close my eyes again
Pray that I will not give up
Did you
Forget about the things I said
Right the lies inside your head
I never tried to bring you down
Kill the pain and emptiness
Find your love and lose yourself
Well I hope that your just a memory
Locked inside again
Locked inside again
Locked inside again
Holding everything
You were never strong enough
Close my eyes again
Pray that I will not give up
Hoping everything
You were never strong enough
Close my eyes again
Pray that I will not give up
song performed by by 12 Stones
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A Light In The Window
Rain and wind and candlelight
And let us pray a prayer to-night:
For every soul, since life is brief,
Little of trouble and less of grief.
And set a light at the windowpane,
To guide Love home through the night and rain.
Rain and wind and candlelight
And what shall we pray again to-night?
For every life, whose way is dim,
The grace of God and trust in Him.
A word, a song, till the tears be dried,
And Faith and Hope sit down beside.
Rain and wind and candlelight
And one last prayer to pray to-night:
For every heart in the dark and rain
To know its prayer is not in vain:
A door flung wide, and a face aglow
Love come back from the Long-Ago.
Then let the rain and the wind without
Threaten their worst and rave and shout:
For who will care, though the night is black
Love to his own has wandered back.
Has wandered back through the rain and night,
Led home again by her candle's light.
poem by Madison Julius Cawein
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Pray
I just can't sleep tonight
Knowing that things ain't right
It's in the papers, it's on the TV, it's
everywhere that I go
Children are crying, soldiers are dying,
some people don't have a home
But I know there's sunshine behind that
rain
I know there's good times behind that
pain
Hey, can you tell me how I can make a
change?
I close my eyes and I can see a brighter
day
I close my eyes and pray
I close my eyes and I can see a better
day
I close my eyes and pray
I lose my appetite knowing kids starve
tonight
Am I a sinner, 'cause my dinner is still
on my plate?
Ooh I got a vision to make a difference
And it's starting today'Cause I know there's sunshine behind
that rain
I know there's good times behind that
pain
Can you tell me how I can make a
change?
I close my eyes and I can see a brighter
day
I close my eyes and pray
I close my eyes and I can see a better
day
I close my eyes and pray for the
brokenhearted
I pray for the life not started
I pray for all the ones not breathing
I pray for all the souls in need
I pray, can you give 'em one today?
poem by Pawan Kumar 'Meonlafesta'
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Lost
I see you in my mind’s eye. I see you and you are about to cry. I see you in the dark, as you walk along the park. I see you and you are blind. All you try to do is search and find. I see you, and I see you face. Oh how I miss your sweet embrace. I see you and I see the cold. You don’t even know how much I want to hold you. I see you, I see your hair all curly blond, but I do not dare to go beyond. I stand back and watch you fall. Those are the times I missed most of all. I see you in my thoughts. I see you cry out sitting in your box. I see you and I cannot do anything. So I pray for you to see life’s perfect ending. I see you, and I see your pain, as you dance outside in the rain. I see you, and I see you sick. Pickles and cheese oh how you want just a lick. I see you and I see you in the bark of a tree but I am just out of reach. I try and stretch like when we played catch, but I am not even close enough yet. I cry out, “Dear God where is he? ” In a whisper I hear “come find me.” This time though I cannot see you. This time I cannot find you, you are lost.
One day I hope to find you. One day I hope He will unbind you. One day, in the faint sigh of the wind, you will be my forever friend. One day I will see you not just in my mind’s eye, but I will actually see you cry. One day, one glorious, day your pain that you feel will slowly drift a w a y. One day you will beat the odds and stop building with logs and hopping after frogs. You are the best of the best and I know you will pass every test. Even if you have to guess you will always be my brother. No matter what happened with our mother. I will see you and you will see me, and we will all be happy can’t you see. We will eat, “sunshine and rainbows, ” and dance with butterflies and mangos as we sit under the shade tree beneath the summer sun.
This is my dream for the lost John.
poem by RosaLee Marybeth
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Call It Evil (demo)
I've been around watching little late shows
Drink a lot of beer
Like playing cards with my friends
Call it evil
Call it pain
It goes knock, knock, knock-knock-knock-knock, on my door
It goes knock, knock, knock-knock-knock-knock, on my door
That rock and rock, yeah, call it evil
That rock and rock, yeah, call it evil
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, on my door, Yeah!
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, on my door
Going to get as my babe.
It goes knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, on my door
Playing sopwith in the back of my head
What you trying to be crazy?
People look at me, they look at me, but you're dead
Call it evil
Call it pain
It goes knock, knock, knock-knock-knock-knock, on my door
It goes knock, knock, knock-knock-knock-knock, come on
Knock-knock-knock-knock, one more
Knock-knock-knock-knock
That rock and rock, yeah, call it evil
That rock and rock, yeah, call it evil
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, on my door
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, on my door
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, on my door
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, on my door
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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I May Die
It's not strange, not queer,
not a matter to heave a sigh.
I'm very near, near,
near to death, I may die.
Tomorrow's sunlight,
I may not see,
nature's every sight,
won't be with me.
As death is nothing,
but, to cease at once,
stop of breathing,
any hour in trance,
or you may say,
a journey of life,
on a different way,
leaving earthly strife.
Nobody will remember,
except some kins,
I haven't been ever,
their words do that mean.
I'll want to touch,
my child, my loving ones,
whom I love so much.
I shall hear their moans.
The door between death,
and life, I'll knock,
and knock with that faith,
that I can unlock, the lock,
all my cry will be in vain.
I won't be able to tear,
the delicate curtain,
and no mortals will hear,
my body-less pain.
Soon, my soul will soar,
high, high, thru cloud, rain...
leaving everyday chore!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Addictionary
I'm touching the strings but
I cannot touch the sound
I'm hearing of God
But I cannot hear his voice
He made the winds, they freeze my bones
But I cannot feel the arms
That made these arms around me
I fight with him
But can you beat against the air?
Thrown beyond my strength
Upon a floor so hard, so...rough
No hand nor bed of roses to break my fall
Pushed against walls for years and days
Been pushing back with no anchor
The waves they sing of a tale
In time sad, tragic, hopeful but fated
To end on the floor beneath the sea
The cold, cold ocean near the seaweed
The algae, and sharks that
Refuse to have me for dinner
But leave me bleeding on every side
The earth beneath the cold, cold ocean is warm, warm
I hear the unimportant tiny creatures
Converse next to my aqua filled eardrums
There is a God. Where is he?
Will she wake? Is this the end?
The weight of my world on my shoulders
The shoulders which lie flat
On the brink of death's wish and faith's hope
A rope was given
I tied it myself
The journey began
All was blissfully pink until all was toughly grey
A life of passion, the passion of life
Passion knew not passion in me
Nay, it knew it not
'May your days be hard and journey rough'
They bid me bye, wishing me well
I injected my passion in the earth's vein
And released all I came to earth with
One blow after another, no time to breathe
And in due pain, morphine in the mortal vein
A man walking beside me once said
Sleeping with an empty bottle
Was the sign of an empty-hearted man
The pillow in my pillowcase
The fluff in the pillow in my pillowcase
Tear soaked pillows
No one in sight, not one fellow
Empty bottles, popping pills, cigarette butts
Morphine, heroine, meth, name your poison
The fix, my cool
Pulsating veins calmed
The lights of my eyes are on
Knock, knock. Tap, tap.
I'm not home
I took a stroll on Mars, its haven
Caffeine-spirited laughter
Whatever turns the light of reality off
Rock bottom...literally...rock bottom
A rope was thrown
My head was above water
I'm breathing...but cannot grasp the air
Faith, hope and love call out my name
From the rocky, sandy shore
A day a time, we'll see you through
I reach the shore and hear a sound
I'm not touching the strings
But I hear the music
The waves they string away
Go your way we pray
More like you to save and show the way
You're stronger than you think
But in your weakness, my strength is made perfect
I tune my ears
The waves stringing?
The waves singing?
Or He who made music?
poem by Jenim Dibie
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Husbands Faith
out in the cold again, her cold heart will not bend.
i give her all the love that i could possibly give
just to see if her feelings live.
but, she will continue to fight
and rave and holler
then i don't even bother.
so many years of marriage
and it's going down the drain
when you can't speak to each other
that's a crying shame.
you try to talk civil, and to correct
the problem which has come up.
but! the fighting continues
so you decide to shut up.
you feel your heart pulling
and being yanked out of your chest
and then you begin to wonder
if this is just a test.
they say that sometimes the LORD
can be a joker, he will
tease you and laugh with you
and stick you with a poker.
but! it is just to see, if your faith
in him is strong
for that is where faith belongs.
so i close my eyes and think
of the faith within, and i begin to wonder
'did i commit a sin'.
i think of all the pros and cons
of the life that i am living
and if there is something more
that i should be giving.
did i give support when it was needed most?
did i turn my back and close a deaf ear
or did i show how much i really care.
these are the questions that i have to ask
and to try to remember something in my past.
marriage is a sacred vow, made before GOD.
and we have to continue to fight
no matter how hard.
poem by Louis Rams
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Father
Father oh father
Hear me if you can
Is it true what they say
That life is a dream
I dont understand
The things that make rain in my eyes
Are they real or are they lies
You know I hear so much about you now
Id give anything
To go on a little boat with you
Talk about the scheme of things
On a little boat with you
Father oh father
Guide me if you can
Or give me the chance to follow you home
I am your son but I wish I knew you
When you were young
Were you lonely as a boy
You know Id give so much to see you now
Id go anywhere
Pick a little stick and walk with you
Talk about the scheme of things
On a short walk with you
Father oh father
You give me just a little hope
I feel something out there reaching for me
Well here I am
Wont you take me with you
Out of this maze
And away from this place
Because it gets so cold and lonely here
Ill do anything
To sit on a little rock with you
Talk about the scheme of things
On a small rock with you
Show me show me show me the way
Before they grind me down
And bleach me grey
Send me power not to be afraid
And when I close my eyes
Let me see you once in the light
Father oh father
Heal me if you can
Is it true what they say
That life is a dream
song performed by by Cat Stevens
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Heavy Cloud No Rain
Turned on the weather man just after the news
I needed sweet rain to wash away my blues
He looked at the chart but he look in vain
Heavy cloud but no rain
Back in time with louis xvi
At the court of the people he was number one
Hed be the bluest blood theyd ever seen
When the king said hi to the guillotine
The royal astrologer was run out of breath
He thought that maybe the rain would postpone his death
He look in sky but he look in vain
Heavy cloud but no rain
Well the land was cracking and the river was dry
All the crops were dying when they ought to be high
So to save his farm from the bankers draft
The farmer took out a book on some old witchcraft
He made a spell and a potion on a midsummers night
He killed a brindled calf in the pale moonlight
He prayed to the sky but he prayed in vain
Heavy cloud but no rain
Heavy cloud but no rain
The sun wont shine till the clouds are gone
The clouds wont go till their work is done
And every morning youll hear me pray
If only it would rain today
I asked my baby if thered be some way
She said shed save her love for a rainy day
I look in the sky but I look in vain
Heavy cloud but no rain
song performed by by Sting
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Battle
1.
Noon
It is midday; the deep trench glares….
A buzz and blaze of flies….
The hot wind puffs the giddy airs….
The great sun rakes the skies.
No sound in all the stagnant trench
Where forty standing men
Endure the sweat and grit and stench,
Like cattle in a pen.
Sometimes a sniper's bullet whirs
Or twangs the whining wire,
Sometimes a soldier sighs and stirs
As in hell's frying fire.
From out a high, cool cloud descends
An aeroplane's far moan,
The sun strikes down, the thin cloud rends….
The black speck travels on.
And sweating, dazed, isolate
In the hot trench beneath,
We bide the next shrewd move of fate
Be it of life or death.
2.
Night Bombardment
Softly in the silence the evening rain descends….
The soft wind lifts the rain-mist, flurries it, and spends
Itself in mournful sighs, drifting from field to field,
Soaking the draggled sprays which the low hedges wield
As they labour in the wet and the load of the wind.
The last light is dimming. Night comes on behind.
I hear no sound but the wind and the rain,
And trample of horses, loud and lost again
Where the wagons in the mist rumble dimly on
Bringing more shell.
The last gleam is gone.
It is not day or night; only the mists unroll
And blind with their sorrow the sight of my soul.
I hear the wind weeping in the hollow overhead:
She goes searching for the forgotten dead
Hidden in the hedges or trodden into muck
Under the trenches or maybe limply stuck
Somewhere in the branches of a high, lonely tree -
He was a sniper once. They never found his body.
I see the mist drifting. I hear the wind, the rain,
And on my clammy face the oozed breath of the slain
Seems to be blowing. Almost I have heard
In the shuddering drift the lost dead's last word:
Go home, go home, go to my house,
Knock at the door, knock hard, arouse
My wife and the children - that you must do -
What d' you say? - Tell the children too -
Knock at the door, knock hard, and arouse
The living. Say: the dead won't come back to this house.
Oh… but it's cold - I soak in the rain -
Shrapnel found me - I shan't go home again.
No, not home again - The mourning voices trail
Away into rain, into darkness… the pale
Soughing of the night drifts on in between.
The Voices were as if the dead had never been.
O melancholy heavens, O melancholy fields!
The glad, full darkness grows complete and shields
Me from your appeal.
With a terrible delight
I hear far guns low like oxen, at the night.
Flames disrupt the sky. The work is begun.
'Action!' My guns crash, flame, rock, and stun
Again and again. Soon the soughing night
Is loud with their clamour and leaps with their light.
The imperative chorus rises sonorous and fell:
My heart glows lighted as by fires of hell,
Sharply I pass the terse orders down.
The guns stun and rock. The hissing rain is blown
Athwart the hurtling shell that shrilling, shrilling goes
Away into the dark to burst a cloud of rose
Over their trenches.
A pause: I stand and see
Lifting into the night like founts incessantly,
The pistol-lights' pale spores upon the glimmering air…
Under them furrowed trenches empty, pallid, bare….
And rain snowing trenchward ghostly and white,
O dead in the hedges, sleep ye well to-night!
poem by Robert Nichols
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A Journey Down Life's Pathway
A Journey Down Life's Pathway
I'm taking a journey down life's pathway
into a world unknown to me.
Unsure of the directions I must take
but one thing I know for sure
I'm to walk by faith and not by sight
as the world is known to do.
I decided to walk down this life's pathway
when I answered the Father's call from above.
Everything going so smooth,
I asked my Father to draw me close
and make me more like His Son.
Then all of a sudden my world turned upside down
test and trials that came my way
I didn't understand why?
There is no way possible to walk this life's pathway
that I have chosen for Him.
So discouraged and ready to give up
from all the hurt and pain in my life
I know I have failed
it seems nothing turns out right.
With tears in my eyes and with all of my heart
I cried out, “Father!
This is not what I wanted
nor is this what I asked for.
Can't you see there is too much pain? '
Then I hear His soft gentle voice telling me
'Through the test and trials
that I have sent into your life
is to teach you to lean and trust in Me.
Through test and trials I draw you close
and make you more like MY Son.'
Now I'm beginning to understand why.
Still with all the test and trials
I stumble, fall and at times
I just want to give up.
I still wonder why it has to be so hard
why can't I just run and hide?
There is too much pain and heartache
to continue on a journey down this life's pathway
no matter how hard I try.
Again I hear that soft and gentle voice
of my Father saying to me,
'Don't be discourage and don't give up
for I have brought you this far.
I have never left you, my child,
and I will never leave you alone.
I will go with you each step
and every mile of the way
until your work is done.'
With His words so gentle
and softly spoken
now encourages me to stand tall.
Through test and trials still come my way
I know that I'm not alone
my strength is renewed each and every day.
So no matter what may come my way
I will draw close to my Father
and become more like His Son.
Then when my journey down this life's pathway
finally comes to an end
I know without a doubt
I will stand with Them
through out all eternity.
July 14,1999
poem by Connie L. Burchett
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Testing Your Faith
I'm not testing your faith, I believe in you, and that my GOD is the truth! I know, sometimes it looks as if I'm testing your faith, when something hits me hard that's too much I begin to give up so easily! When I should know through you everything will be okay! sometimes I gotta cry and naturally wonder WHY? is my life this way! is it because we are humans as much as creatures whom you've made? I have somehow tested my own faith! yet I believe! then something go wrong and my faith has weakened me! then I listen to your words and they shall be all I take, and when I fall I look up to you, and I say this life is a test my GOD! filled with your faith! so after each storm how can I really test your faith...
poem by Tameka Colley
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Life of a Cloud
Warming thermals whisper as they rise,
To tell us they are soon to bring to view
In cooler air aloft before your eyes:
A gentle wisp to counterpoint the blue.
Powder puffs emerge to grant her grace
That further bloom as would for stately tree, and
Yield a sight that calls for our embrace:
Another cloud anew above the lea.
Cruising forth, she yearns for ageless life.
O how her hopes will soon be dashed in vain,
For up there in the cold she courts her strife,
To fade away as drops of closing rain.
Scant and lacy speak her living span,
And fair among us could be brought to mourn,
But she was there to populate her clan:
From fallen tears, new daughters will be born.
Copyright © Mark R slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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It Looks Like Rain
I stand at the window
Looking out, looking out at the grey
After getting up and reading the paper today
Sometimes I just want to crawl back in bed
Pull the covers over my eyes
This world is so full of trouble
All the war planes in the sky
Chorus:
And it looks like rain
Cant you hear the thunder
And it looks like rain
Dont it make you wonder
Killers make the front page
Good deeds go unnoticed
Seems like, like theres no change
No matter what the vote is
It used to be we were
All looking out for everybody else
But now it seems the only law is
Every man for himself
(chorus)
And it looks like rain
Cant you hear the thunder
It looks like rain
Dont it make you
And it looks like rain
Falling down my eyes
It looks like rain
Dont you wonder why
I hear, hear it pounding
In the courtrooms and halls
I hear, hear it sounding
Through these paper-thin walls
I can hear people lying under oath
Lovers breaking their vows
I dont want to give up hope
Is it too late now
Chorus:
And it looks like rain
Cant you hear the thunder
It looks like rain
Dont it make you
And it looks like rain
Falling down my eyes
It looks like rain
Dont you wonder why
And it looks like rain
Cant you hear the thunder
It looks like rain
Dont it make you
It looks like rain
(repeat chorus and fade)
song performed by by Toto
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When You Believe
- s. schwartz - babyface -
Wh:
Many nights we pray
With no proof anyone could hear
And our hearts a hopeful song
We barely understand
Now we are not afraid
Although we know theres much to fear
We were moving mountains long
Before we know we could
Oah yes
There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail
Its hard to kill
Who know what miracle
You can achieve
When you believe
Somehow you will
You will when you believe
Mc:
In this time of fear
When prayer so often proves in vain
Hope seems like the summer birds
Too swiftly flown away
And now I am standing here
My hearts so full I cant explain
Seeking faith and speaking words
I never thought Id say
There can be miracles
When you believe
(wh: when you believe)
Though hope is frail
Its hard to kill
Who know what miraclea
You can achieve
(wh: you can achieve)
When you believe
Somehow you will
You will when you believe
Both:
They dont always happen when you ask
And its easy to give in to your fear
Ohhhhh
But when youre blinded by your pain
Cant see you way safe through the rain
Thought of a still resilient voice
Says love is very near
There can be miracles
(wh: miracles)
When you believe
(wh: when you believe)
Though hope is frail
Its hard to kill
Who know what miracles
You can achieve
(wh: you can achieve)
When you believe
Somehow you will
(wh: somehow somehow somehow)
You will when you believe
You will when you believe
You will when you believe
You will when you believe
Just believe
You will when you
Believe
song performed by by Mariah Carey
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Give Me Something
The food is cold
Your eyes are cold
The windows cold
The beds cold
Give me something thats not cold, come on, come on
Give me something thats not cold, come on, come on
Give me something thats not cold, come on, come on
Give me, give me, give me
The chairs hard
Your voice is hard
The moneys hard
The livings hard
Give me something thats not hard, come on, come on
Give me something thats not hard, come on, come on
Give me something thats not hard, come on, come on
Give me, give me, give me
Ill give you my heartbeat
And a bit of tear and flesh
Its not very much but while its there
You can have it, you can have it
song performed by by Lennon John
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Give Me Something
Oh-oh! oh-oh!
Oh-oh! oh-oh!
The food is cold,
Your eyes are cold,
The windows cold,
The beds cold.
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
The chairs hard,
Your voice is hard,
The moneys hard,
The livings hard.
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Ill give you my heartbeat
And a bit of tear and flesh.
Its not very much but while its there,
You can have it,
You can have it.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Give Me Something
Oh-oh! oh-oh!
Oh-oh! oh-oh!
The food is cold,
Your eyes are cold,
The windows cold,
The beds cold.
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
The chairs hard,
Your voice is hard,
The moneys hard,
The livings hard.
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Ill give you my heartbeat
And a bit of tear and flesh.
Its not very much but while its there,
You can have it,
You can have it.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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