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George Crabbe

Give him the darkest inch your shelf allows,
Hide him in lonely garrets, if you will,—
But his hard, human pulse is throbbing still
With the sure strength that fearless truth endows.
In spite of all fine science disavows,
Of his plain excellence and stubborn skill
There yet remains what fashion cannot kill,
Though years have thinned the laurel from his brows.

Whether or not we read him, we can feel
From time to time the vigor of his name
Against us like a finger for the shame
And emptiness of what our souls reveal
In books that are as altars where we kneel
To consecrate the flicker, not the flame.

poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson
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Called Her Name

(copyright nazareth, tiflis tunes,inc.-ascap)
Called her name but the wind blew strong,
I called in vain though I tried so long,
Called the sea to bring her home,
But the sea dont hear and Im still alone
I feel an emptiness inside
Something within me I cant hide
Standing here looking at the sky,
But the light I see cant tell me why,
I feel an emptiness inside,
Something within me I cant hide.
Everytime I stop to think
Thats the time I get lonely
Thats the time it hurts the most
Everytime I get lonely.
What went wrong, who am I to blame,
Did I take too long, to call her name,
I feel an emptiness inside
Something within me I cant hide.

song performed by by Nazareth
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Man We Was Lonely

Man we was lonely
Yes we was lonely
And we was hard pressed to find a smile
Man we was lonely
Yes we was lonely
But now were fine all the while
I used to ride on my fast city line
Singing songs that I thought were mine alone
Now let me lie with my love for the time I am home
Man we was lonely
Yes we was lonely
And we was hard pressed to find a smile
Man we was lonely
Yes we was lonely
But now were fine all the while
Now let me lie with my love for the time I am home
Man we was lonely
Yes we was lonely
And we was hard pressed to find a smile
Man we was lonely
Yes we was lonely
But now were fine all the while
But now were fine all the while
But now were fine all the while

song performed by by Paul McCartney
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The Three Sunrises

If Coke is a mystery
Michael Jackson...History
If beauty is truth
And surgery the fountain of youth
What am I to do
Have I got the gift to get me through
The gates of that mansion
If OJ is more than a drink
And a Big Mac bigger than you think
If perfume is an obsession
And talk shows, confession
What have we got to lose
Another push and we'll be through
The gates of that mansion
I never bought a Lotto ticket
I never parked in anyone's space
The banks feel like cathedrals
I guess casinos took their place
Love, come on down
Don't wake her, she'll come around
Chance is a kind of religion
Where you're damned for plain hard luck
I never did see that movie
I never did read that book
Love, come on down
Let my numbers come around
Don't know if I can hold on
Don't know if I'm that strong
Don't know if I can wait that long
'Til the colours come flashing
And the lights go on
Then will there be no time for sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame
And though I can't say why
I know I've got to believe
We'll go diving in that pool
It's who you know that gets you through
The gates of the Playboy mansion
The Playboy mansion
The Playboy mansion
Then will there be no time for sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame
Then will there be no time for sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame

song performed by by U2
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The Story of the Ashes and the Flame

No matter why, nor whence, nor when she came,
There was her place. No matter what men said,
No matter what she was; living or dead,
Faithful or not, he loved her all the same.
The story was as old as human shame,
But ever since that lonely night she fled,
With books to blind him, he had only read
The story of the ashes and the flame.

There she was always coming pretty soon
To fool him back, with penitent scared eyes
That had in them the laughter of the moon
For baffled lovers, and to make him think --
Before she gave him time enough to wink --
Sin's kisses were the keys to Paradise.

poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson
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Her Name

He called her name from aching mouth,
Calling her dreams as if they slept from the spine.
His moment of motion began from the bed
Towards the innocent tower of strength.
Lifting the body had never been attempted
For the human body required a sense of loss.
She was dead for generations, alive for the time,
The crystal cover of her diary shined with disbelief.
Wondered over, captained and bought,
The books of life are the whole meaning of time and dreams.
It was her emptiness and his emptiness
This time.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Do Or Die

Today I saw my hero fall apart,
the one who taught me to be strong,
on the outside I look fine,
but on the inside I am dying
my strength has overcome my pain
my love for you remains the same
the loneliness is setting in
I have no one to free my sins
It's never too late to live your life,
the time is now, it's do or die
it's never too late to live your life,
the time is now, it's your to mine
Now it's my time to help you out,
coz you were there when I was down,
it's hard for me to seal this way
losing all your sanity
you helped me, keep my dreams alive ,
without you how would I survive
it's time for me to be a man
now I finally understand
It's never too late to live your life,
the time is now, it's do or die
it's never too late to live your life,
the time is now, it's your to mine
It's never too late to live your life,
the time is now, it's do or die
it's never too late to live your life,
the time is now, it's your to mine
I cant run anymore
I cant hide anymore
I cant run anymore
I cant hide anymore
Today I saw my hero fall apart,
the one who taught me to be strong,
on the outside I look fine,
but on the inside I am dying
It's never too late to live your life,
the time is now, it's do or die
it's never too late to live your life,
the time is now, it's your to mine
It's never too late to live your life,
the time is now, it's do or die
it's never too late to live your life,
the time is now, it's your to mine
It's never too late to live your life,
the time is now, it's do or die
it's never too late to live your life,
the time is now, it's your to mine
I cant run anymore
I cant hide anymore
I cant run anymore
I cant hide anymore
Yeaaaahh

song performed by by Papa Roach
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Part Time Piece

Part time piece,
Or lover on the side...
Appeals to those appeasing,
In these times truth hide.
Just to have someone to claim,
They can ignite or extinguish your flame...
Is lame.
In the game of tasteless fashion!

Getting it on to finish...
Something quick and done,
May be fun for the moment
But the joy doesn't last for anyone.
And waiting for the phone to ring
For a scheduled fling or two...
Is such a waste of integrity.
Even when one is set aside to screw!
Like finding a toy to play with...
For those with nothing else to do!

Part time piece,
Or lover on the side...
Appeals to those appeasing,
In these times truth hide.
Just to have someone to claim,
They can ignite or extinguish your flame...
Is lame.
In the game of tasteless fashion!
Lame...
When it lacks of passion!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Futility

Dusting my books I spent a busy day:
Not ancient toes, time-hallowed and unread,
but modern volumes, classics in their way,
whose makers now are numbered with the dead;
Men of a generation more than mine,
With whom I tattled, battled and drank wine.

I worshipped them, rejoiced in their success,
Grudging them not the gold that goes with fame.
I thought them near-immortal, I confess,
And naught could dim the glory of each name.
How I perused their pages with delight! . . .
To-day I peer with sadness in my sight.

For, death has pricked each to a flat balloon.
A score of years have gone, they're clean forgot.
Who would have visioned such a dreary doom?
By God! I'd like to burn the blasted lot.
Only, old books are mighty hard to burn:
They char, they flicker and their pages turn.

And as you stand to poke them in the flame,
You see a living line that stabs the heart.
Brave writing that! It seems a cursed shame
That to a bonfire it should play it's part.
Poor book! You're crying, and you're not alone:
Some day someone will surely burn my own.

No, I will dust my books and put them by,
Yet never look into their leaves again;
For scarce a soul remembers them save I,
Re-reading them would only give me pain.
So I will sigh, and say with curling lip:
Futility! Thy name is authorship.

poem by Robert William Service
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High Hopes

Monday morning runs to sunday night
Screaming slow me down before the new year dies
It wont take much to kill a lovin smile
And every mother with a baby cryin in her arms singin
Give me help, give me strength
Give a soul a night of fearless sleep
Give me love, give me peace
Dont you know these days you pay for everything
Got high hopes
Comin from the cities, comin from the wild
I see a breathless army breakin like a cloud
Its gonna smother love its gonna shoot your hopes
Before the meek inherit theyll learn to hate themselves
Singin
Give me help, give me strength
Give a soul a night of fearless sleep
Give me love, give me peace
Dont you know these days you pay for everything
Got high hopes
So tell me someone whats the price
I wanna buy some time and maybe live my life
I wanna have a wife I wanna have some kids
I want to look in their eyes and know theyre gonna stand a chance
Singin
Give me help, give me strength
Give a soul a night of fearless sleep
Give me love, give me peace
Dont you know these days you pay for everything
Got high hopes

song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Why I Don't Believe In God

I heard the truth about you
and it really doesn't read you
like the wipping stick you raised me with
a scared woman in a private hell
hushed voice like electric bells

strange talk about edgar casey
and the long lame walk of the dark 70's ( x2 )

i heard the truth about you
yeah you
mama they woke me up
i was deep in an idiot sleep
i was just 8 years old
heard big words with horrible sound
why'd they have to call my school
tell me my mother had a nervous breakdown

i wish i believed like you do
yeah you
in the myth of a merciful god
in the myth of a heaven and hell
i hear the voice
you hear sometimes
sometimes it gets to be too much
i feel like letting go
sometimes it gets so hard
i feel likd letting it go
sometimes it gets so goddamn hard
i feel like letting it all go
letting it all go

i ran away and went looking for you
back to culver city and the old neighborhood
need to know if you were really gone
need to know if you were gone for good
i ran through the projects at night
hide in the dark from my friends in the light
hide from my brother-in-law
hide from the things he'd say
said you weren't losin' your mind
he said you just needed a rest
he said you would be coming home soon
said the doctors there
would know whats best
said that maybe
i could go live with them for a while

i know the truth about you
i know the truth

mama they woke me up
i was just 8 years old
sometimes it gets so hard
i feel like letting it go
sometimes it gets so hard
i feel like letting it all go

letting it all go

song performed by by Everclear
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Time Will Reveal

Uhh
What can I do?
To make you feel secure
Remove all your doubts
So that you'll know for sure that you're the apple of my eye, girl
Fulfillment of my dreams
Time, will show the value
Of just what you mean to me
More precious than silver
More precious than diamond rings or anything that I can give you
It wouldn't mean a thing
If you didn't have my love beside you there to guide you through
Well it is good to know you do
I know just how you feel
Well this time love's for real
In time it will reveal
That special love that's deep inside of us all will reveal in time
I tell you I love you, but you don't believe it's true
More precious than silver
More precious than diamond rings or anything that I can give you
It wouldn't mean a thing
If you didn't have my love beside you there to guide you through
But it is good to know you do, ahh
I know just how you feel
But this time love's for real
In time it will reveal
That special love that's deep inside of us will all reveal in time
I know just how you feel
But this time love's for real
In time it will reveal
That special love that's deep inside of us all will reveal in time
Da da da...
Or anything that I could give you
It wouldn't mean a thing
If you didn't have my love beside you there to guide you through
Well it is good to know you do, ahh
I know just how you feel
But this time love's for real
In time it will reveal
That special love that's deep inside of us will all reveal in time
I know just how you feel
But this time love's for real
In time it will reveal
That special love that's deep inside of us will all reveal in time
Oh, that special love in us will all reveal in time
So let your little heart lay down upon me
I know just how you feel
But this time love's for real
In time it will reveal
That special love that's deep inside of us will all reveal in time

song performed by by Boyz II Men
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Why I Dont Believe In God

I heard the truth about you
And it really doesnt read at all
Like the whipping stick you raised me with
A scared woman in a private hell
Hushed voice like electric bells
Strange talk about edgar casey
And the long lame walk of the dark 70s
Strange talk about edgar casey
And the long lame walk of the dark 70s
I heard the truth about you, yeah you
Mama they woke me up
I was deep in an idiot sleep
I was just eight years old
Heard big words with a horrible sound
Whyd they have to call my school
Tell me my mother had a nervous breakdown
I wish I believed like you do, yeah you
In the myth of a merciful god
In the myth of a heaven and hell
I hear the voices you hear sometimes
Sometimes it gets so much
I feel like letting go
Sometimes it gets so hard
I feel like letting it go
Sometimes it gets so goddamn hard
I feel like letting it all go
Letting it all go, letting it all go
Letting it all go, letting it all go
I ran away and went looking for you
Back to culver city and the old neighborhood
Need to know if you were really gone
Need to know if you were gone for good
I ran through the projects at night
Hide in the dark from my friends in the light
Hide from my brother-in-law
Hide from the things hed say
Said you werent losing your mind
He said you just needed a rest
He said youd be coming home soon
He said the doctors there would know whats best
Said that maybe I could go live with dad for a while
I know the truth about you, I know the truth about you
I know the truth about you, I know the truth about you
I know the truth, I know the truth, I know the truth
I know the truth about you
Mama they woke me up, I was just eight years old
Sometimes it gets so hard, I feel like letting it go
Sometimes it gets so hard, I feel like letting it all go
Letting it all go, letting it all go
Yeah, letting it all go

song performed by by Everclear
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I Ain't Got Time Anymore

Got no time to stop to speak to friends passing by
Got no strength to wipe away the tears from my eyes
I don't care what's going on
Only know she's gone
The sun don't shine anymore
And I don't feel fine anymore
She ain't mine anymore
No, I don't feel fine anymore
I Ain't got time anymore
Seems to be such sadness in each place I go
The people laugh and still I just wouldn't know
Never stop to see who's there
Once I used to care
But the sun don't shine anymore
I don't feel fine anymore
She ain't mine anymore
No, I don't feel fine anymore
I Ain't got time anymore
I can't get use to being left on my own
It takes up all the time just trying to be alone
Used to take an interest in the state of affairs
Now I only know how much I'm missing that girl
Hope the world will understand
I can't lend a hand
Cause she ain't mine anymore
I don't feel fine anymore
She ain't mine anymore
No, I don't feel fine anymore
Ain't got time anymore
She ain't mine anymore
I don't feel fine anymore
Ain't got time anymore
She ain't mine anymore
No, I don't feel fine anymore

song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Culver Palms

I heard the truth about you
And it doesnt really read at all
Like the whipping stick you raised me with
A scared woman in a private hell
Hushed voice like electric bell
Strange talk about edgar cayce
And the long lame walk of the dark 70s
I heard the truth about you
Yeah, you
Mama they woke me up
I was deep in an idiot sleep
I was just 8 years old
I heard big words with a horrible sound
Mama they called my school
To tell me my mother had a nervous breakdown
I wish I believed like you do
Yeah, you
In the myth of a merciful god
In the myth of a heaven or hell
I hear the voices you hear sometimes
Sometimes it gets so much I feel like letting go
Sometimes it gets so hard I feel like letting it go
Sometimes it gets so goddamn hard
I ran away, went looking for you
Back to culver city and the old neighborhood
Need to know if you were really gone
Need to know if you were gone for good
I ran through the projects at night
Hide in the dark from my friends in the light
Hide from my brother-in-law
Hide from the things hed say
He said you werent losing your mind
He said you just needed a rest
He said youd be coming home soon
He said the doctors there would know whats best
He said that maybe I could go live with them for a while
I heard the truth about you
I know the truth about you...
Yeah, they woke me up
I was just 8 years old
Sometimes it gets so hard I feel like letting it go
Sometimes it gets so hard I feel like letting it all go...

song performed by by Everclear
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To Be With You Again

Ive been making moves in chains
Wrapped around my hollow heart
The thought of you remains
I cant replace your face no matter how I try
And in the night I cry from wanting you
You know I thought I could not lose
America was calling me
You said I must choose
Between a life of love or visions that will fade
And now the choice is made Im so lonely
Can you feel me
Reaching out to you
Im so lonely
Are you lonely too
I would give anything
To make you understand
That I would go anywhere
To be with you again
Heaven help me if you can
I remember better days
But now I understand
You cant buy happiness, love is not for sale
The night is turning pale and Im needing you
Ive tried to talk the time away (but the time is here to stay)
Empty ears arent listening
To one word I say (time to play)
The dream became a big machine out of control
And here inside my soul I am so lonely
Where are you now
When I need you so
Im so lonely
I need you to know
I would give anything (can you feel me)
To make you understand (reaching out to you)
And I would go anywhere (where are you now)
To be with you again (when I need you)
I was standing in the rain
I was trying to break the chains
I was calling out your name (something snapped inside of me)
I need to be with you again, yeah
Baby
Can you feel me (can you feel me now)
Reaching out to you
Im so lonely (I am so lonely girl)
Are you lonely too
Where are you now (I would go anywhere)
Now I need you so
Im so lonely (I am so lonely girl)
I need you to know
I would give anything
To make you understand
And I would go anywhere
To be with you again
And you are the only one
Who can break these chains
And I would go anywhere
To be with you again
(can you feel me)
(reaching out to you)
(where are you now)
(when I need you so)
(Im so lonely)
(are you lonely too)
(where are you now)
(now I need you)

song performed by by Level 42
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City Song

It was that night at nowhere, I saw you standing there
Darlin you were hungry for life, an innocent in this land
What is it about this city, that brings us all to life
Ten millions souls vibrating,
Theyre shimmering in the night
You mustnt think of staying,
The price is more than youd think
Its giving up the sweetest part of you,
For this heartless prize
When does a vision of heaven become a living hell
Ten million souls vibrating, theyre acting it out for real
Where do all the lonely people go,
When they want some lovin
Where do all the lonely people hide, when they feel like cryin
It was that night at nowhere, a cold glass in your hand
Darlin you were angry with life, a prisoner in this land
What is it about this city, that brings us all to life
Ten millions souls vibrating,
Theyre shimmering in the night
Where do all the lonely people go,
When they want some lovin
Where do all the lonely people hide, when they feel like cryin
Where do all the lonely people go, in this crowded city
Where do all the lonely people hide, theres no sanctuary
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to handshake, nowhere to smile
Wont you talk with me
Spend some time and give me life
When does a vision of heaven become a living hell
Ten million souls vibrating
Theyre shimmering in the night
Where do all the lonely people go, in this crowded city
Where do all the lonely people hide, theres no sanctuary
A vision of heaven
A vision of heaven

song performed by by Howard Jones
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To My Rainbow Walker

I hear you
and feel your touch
on the keyboard each night.

I am here for you
and understand that spirit
you bestow
with each view and visit
each encouragement
you bring me
with each read.

This time is short time
and you will soar away
from bad time
to good time
overcome each
hidden away hurt
each unrecognized
human trait you possess
because you are me
in my own early years;

your faith is; has endless depth;
give your self the patience
and the faith
and you will emerge the butterfly
and you will be fine
you will be alright.

My hand
extends
herewith
to your hand
and offers
my appreciation
of you
and who
you are
and
becoming.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Wallflower

I remember when I was young,
the wallflower I used to be.
I would sit and watch
others gaze into each other’s eyes,
seeing the passion burning there.
All the time I was thinking,
will this ever happen to me?

Many times, I tried to excerpt myself,
and for my effort
received questioning stares.
Who is this weirdo?
Where did he come from?
It was a frustrating time, for this wallflower,
who on the shelf would remain.

I had no chat up lines,
only a pen and pad,
everyone who looked at me,
must have thought that I was mad.
I’d go to a party on the odd occasion I was invited,
sit in the corner on my own.
No one would talk to the odd man out.

Therefore, I would leave,
just the way I had come,
no one on my arm,
for that lonely trek home.
All the time I wondered,
is this the way my life is going to be.
A wallflower on a lonely shelf.

Shyness is an awful thing,
and it is very lonely.
For friends seem so very few.
I found out much later.
That I just had to let myself go.
Much to my surprise in doing it.
I was no longer a wallflower on a lonely shelf.

poem by David Harris
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Four-Foot Shelf

'Come, see,' said he, 'my four-foot shelf,
A forty volume row;
And every one I wrote myself,
But that, of course, you know.'
I stared, I searched a memory dim,
For though an author too,
Somehow I'd never heard of him,--
None of his books I knew.

Said I: 'I'd like to borrow one,
Fond memories to recall.'
Said he: 'I'll gladly give you some,
And autograph them all.'
And so a dozen books he brought,
And signed tome after tome:
Of course I thanked him quite a lot,
And took them home.

So now I have to read his work,
Though dry as dust it be;
No portion of it may I shirk,
Lest he should question me.
This tale is true,--although it looks
To me a bloody shame,
A guy could father forty books,
yet no one know his name.

poem by Robert William Service
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The Lament of the Border Cattle Thief

O woe is me for the merry life
I led beyond the Bar,
And a treble woe for my winsome wife
That weeps at Shalimar.

They have taken away my long jezail,
My shield and sabre fine,
And heaved me into the Central jail
For lifting of the kine.

The steer may low within the byre,
The Jat may tend his grain,
But there'll be neither loot nor fire
Till I come back again.

And God have mercy on the Jat
When once my fetters fall,
And Heaven defend the farmer's hut
When I am loosed from thrall.

It's woe to bend the stubborn back
Above the grinching quern,
It's woe to hear the leg-bar clack
And jingle when I turn!

But for the sorrow and the shame,
The brand on me and mine,
I'll pay you back in leaping flame
And loss of the butchered kine.

For every cow I spared before
In charity set free,
If I may reach my hold once more
I'll reive an honest three.

For every time I raised the low
That scared the dusty plain,
By sword and cord, by torch and tow
I'll light the land with twain!

Ride hard, ride hard to Abazai,
Young ~Sahib~ with the yellow hair --
Lie close, lie close as khuttucks lie,
Fat herds below Bonair!

The one I'll shoot at twilight-tide,
At dawn I'll drive the other;
The black shall mourn for hoof and hide,
The white man for his brother.

'Tis war, red war, I'll give you then,
War till my sinews fail;
For the wrong you have done to a chief of men,
And a thief of the Zukka Kheyl.

And if I fall to your hand afresh
I give you leave for the sin,
That you cram my throat with the foul pig's flesh,
And swing me in the skin!

poem by Rudyard Kipling
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