Postcard
Send me a postcard
so all can see what you say.
Words out in the open,
not hidden away.
For whatever you tell me
will probably be
things that don't matter
only to me.
'Cause postcards are greetings
that anyone can read.
They never are personal.
They don't fill my need.
But a postcard's better
than nothing from you,
even if your words
others can view.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Postcard
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I think Ill stay here in heavens ocean
Ive been dreamin
For days now
Jump in the sea
I do that easily
The sounds drown me
What does she have
Count on everyone for questions I have not known
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I feel like stayin in heavens ocean
Theres a storm now
In my thoughts now
Come wash me clean
You mean the world to me
Now were smilin
See me smilin
Silence is what I need
Its only in the sea
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I feel like stayin in heavens ocean
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I think Ill stay here in heavens ocean
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I feel like stayin in heavens ocean
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I think Ill stay here in heavens ocean
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I think Ill stay here in heavens ocean
song performed by by Texas
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Postcard
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I think Ill stay here in heavens ocean
Ive been dreamin
For days now
Jump in the sea
I do that easily
The sounds drown me
What does she have
Count on everyone for questions I have not known
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I feel like stayin in heavens ocean
Theres a storm now
In my thoughts now
Come wash me clean
You mean the world to me
Now were smilin
See me smilin
Silence is what I need
Its only in the sea
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I feel like stayin in heavens ocean
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I think Ill stay here in heavens ocean
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I feel like stayin in heavens ocean
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I think Ill stay here in heavens ocean
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I think Ill stay here in heavens ocean
song performed by by Texas
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Postcards From The Wasteland
BOUNCE Bonus song (Japanese)
Tonight the moon's as pretty as a brand new rose
And nosey stars, they seem to know where everybody goes
As poets reach for words with broken motel pens
Here's something to hold on to 'til I come home again
Out here the days they don't have names they've got numbers
And the nights just seem to fade into each other
Jilted lovers are like fireflies, each one with a spark
Trying to fill the hole where once there was a heart
I'm sending postcards from the wasteland
Following my headlights down the highway in the dark
I'm sending postcards from the wasteland
Postmarked from the state of my heart
In care of wherever you are
Postcards from the wasteland
Now before the summer sun gets chased away
And all of our tomorrows turn to yesterdays
I'm going to build you that castle
I'm going to write you that song
I've got to find the words to say
Until I hold you in my arms
I'm sending postcard from the wasteland
Following my headlights down the highway in the dark
I'm sending postcards from the wasteland
Postmarked from the state of my heart
In care of wherever you are
Postcards from the wasteland
Tonight I'll meet you in my dreams
See you soon
Love,
Me
I'm sending postcards from the wasteland
Following my headlights down the highway in the dark
I'm sending postcards from the wasteland
I'm sending postcards from the wasteland
I'm sending postcards from the wasteland
Following my headlights down the highway in the dark
I'm sending postcards from the wasteland
Postmarked from the state of my heart
I'm sending postcards from the wasteland
Following my headlights down this highway in the dark
I'm sending postcards from the wasteland
Postmarked from the state of my heart
In care of wherever you are
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Message
Send me a post card
Oh please
Words out in the open
So all can see
Kinds you always want to say
Not hiddened in away way
What ever you tell to me
Probally won't matter
Only to me and no other
Cards are greetings
Anyone can read
Personal messages
Only for me.
poem by Howard Johnson
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Words Are Like (demo)
'Words Are Like'
Words are like
The middle class
A drinking glass
A mask
Words are like
A Spanish town
A wedding gown
A crown
Words are like
A happy dream
A racing team
A wooden beam
A seam
Words are like
A rusty nail
A minor scale
A snail
Words are like
A postcard stamp
A highway ramp
A cramp
Words are like
Kaleidoscopes
The taste of soap
A billy goat
A coat
Words are like
A teenage star
A prison guard
A faded scar
A car
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Postcard
(clarke / hicks / nash)
When sands close at hand
And the sea is touching me,
I feel much happier
Than Ive ever felt. and a long time goes by
And Im floating in the sky.
And I wish you could be,
Wish you could be here.
And if youre free, follow me
Throw a pebble in my sea.
The sun will wrap you up
In a pool of gold, and lights in the night
In the night reaching neon waves of sight.
But
I wish you could be,
Wish you could be,
Wish you could be here.
The sun, the sand, the sea are waiting
On the corner. take a trip out here.
Hustle, bustle, shove and fuss
Will greet you if you stay there.
Im without a care.
Fresh fruit and sea fish,
Are in abundance here.
But they dont allow
The natives at your door
Selling booze
Smuggled from another shore.
And
Chorus
Verse 3
Verse 4
Chorus
Postcard, postcard, postcard.
song performed by by Hollies
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Postcard Day
My eyes are white circles above cheekbones on fire:
Pale hand gripping my pen.
Rounding up to the zero, adding infinite fractions,
Letting nine become ten.
Two pink doves strut the shingles
Picking crumbs from the breakfast I saved
For you dear. and I wish you were here
On this postcard day.
Focus on the fine indeterminate line
Where the sky meets the sea.
Desperate midweek words, banal and absurd
Freely flow out of me.
Well, I may be a hostage to summer
But Im a hostage, not a slave.
And Im clear that I wish you were here
On this postcard day.
Precious cargo of flotsam: mixed memories on an ocean tide
Swim madly with spice from the orient
On a mystery watery carpet ride.
But with the sun going down, the wind goes around;
Blows them back out of mind.
My eyes are white circles staring down past the point
Of my restless pen.
While the ghosts of my youth all sworn to the truth
Call my name again.
Two brown legs dont make a summer.
But two brown arms couldnt keep me away.
Well, my dear, I wish you were here
On this postcard day.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Postcard Pete
When Pete Moaner heard everything was going digital
it didn’t go down with him too well,
he decided to make a protest
and wonder which way was best.
The more he thought about it
and all the things he’d miss
he got angrier and angrier.
No more love letters with s.w.a.l.k. on the back
to hold onto forever never letting go,
the bills he didn’t mind
those he could do without.
Now for his protest it had to be strong,
something no one would forget.
He bought up all the saucy postcards he could get
and wrote on everyone and signed them P.M.
then sent them off to the power to be
and every computer company.
He sent them by the sack full
but none of them had a stamp.
If they were going to stop people
from writing sweet nothings to one another
the postage they could pay.
Eventually the law caught up with him
when he tried to deposit a truckload of cards
at the local post office.
The newspapers had a field day and dubbed him
Postcard Pete the protester.
The judge asked him when he went to court
how do you plead.
Guilty your honour
as I did it four our society.
Your honour would never get
those scented love letters
from your lady fair
if everything went digital.
You would have nothing
in future years to fondle and hold.
No paper to sniff the scent
of her erotic perfume,
no more mementoes
when you grow old,
that’s why I did it sir
to help people like you.
The judge nodded and called Pete to his bench.
Did you sign any postcard with your real name?
No your honour I couldn’t do that.
I signed them all from the P.M.
The judge looked up and in a stern voice said;
case dismissed through lack of evidence
unless someone wants to call the Prime Minister in.
Postcard Pete left the courtroom
his protest was done.
No more love letters through emails
and on that we’ll have to wait and see.
poem by David Harris
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Three Postcards
Oh, three postcards to my heart;
The three postcards from Morocco with love,
They are as a souvenir to my heart.
How great you are with love and care,
How great you are with words and views,
How great you are to my heart;
Yes, the postcrads of Safi to my humble heart.
Love will surely find a way,
Like the dream of dreams on important issues;
You are the one for me when it comes for love.
My heart is the soul of business when,
You are open to me;
My heart is the room of love when,
You are ready to share;
How sweet is your love?
Oh, sweet postcards to my heart;
The three postcards of love from the North,
True love transcends all borders.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Words between words
Words between words
~
I try and say most things subtle
To slip words between words
In the hope you will read and hear
Sometimes I speak with blunt honesty
Sometimes wish I just didn’t speak
Sketching in secret characters
Telling stories built on fantasy
When a subtle look reveals
The obvious biography
Those words between words
What I write, what I speak
I understand words more than people
Words always seem easy
We all have things we wish to say
Some are said, others kept
All that is written then spoken
Are words between words
poem by Matthew Holloway
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When Im Sixty-four
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the rhymes and reasons album, and it has also been released on the changes album.
When I get older, losin my hair
Many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greeting, bottle of wine
If I got home at a quarter to three
Would you lock the door
Will you still lead me
Will you still feed me
When Im sixty-four
Youll be older too
And if you say the word
I could stay with you
I could be happy fixing a fuse
Whe the lights are gone
You could knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday morning go for a ride
Doin the garden, diggin the weeds
Who could ask for more
Will you still lead me
Will you still feed me
When Im sixty-four
Every summer we can rent a cottage in the isle of white
If its not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, chuck and dave
Send me a postcard, drop me a line
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Youre sincerely wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine forever more
Will you still lead me
Will you still feed me
When Im sixty-four
Oh yeah
Words and music by john lennon and paul mccartney
song performed by by John Denver
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Is It Not Unjust?
is this not injustice
try me
when you have the
money
you never mind me
you travel around the world
and you never send
me a postcard from italy
now when you are sick
alone in the
hospital with bills
piling up
you call me honey
help me
i still love you
try me
i also know to how change my name
i am no longer ric
my name is johnny
come-lately
no more
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Words
Words on this paper
Words in my head
Words while I'm texting
Computing
Unsaid
Words between people
Words on the phone
Words upon words
Even when I'm alone
Words from the Bible
I question
Don't mesh
Words from pornography
Making them flesh
Words with flat letters
Written in black
Good words and bad words
You cannot take back
Words that are shallow
Words that are deep
When they're too many
They put me to sleep
Words that I'm writing
And rhyming you read
Whatever I'm saying
There's prolly no need
Words from the alphabet
Words that can't be
When you are blind
And it's Braile that you see
Words that are worthless
And said on the fly
My words or your words
Are most likely lies
Words in a sentence
Wise words or fair
The only words earnest
Are those said in prayer
Written by Sara Fielder © 2011
poem by Sara Fielder
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Draw The Line
You can write me a letter
But I wont tell you where I am
Oh you can send me a postcard baby
But I wont tell you where I stand
Well Im right outside of your window
And Im walking on through your love
And Im giving you all I can babe
But I know what youve been thinking of
And now baby its time
Baby its time
To draw the line
Draw the line
You may have good intentions
And I may be dead wrong
If what you see here isnt love babe
Its cause Im too tired to be that strong
Now Im burned out on your affection
Because it comes from a jaded tongue
And Im burned out on your direction baby
I know Im not the only one
Baby its time
Baby its time
To draw the line
Draw the line
Draw that line baby
Draw that line yeah
Keep it straight
Keep it close
And tell me
What do you have in mind
Im gonna take this heartache
Im gonna turn it all inside out
Im gonna find every livin last drop of love
Until Im too sure to have any doubt
Now you can love me if you want me
Or you can turn away and tell me to go
Now you can write me a letter
You can send me a postcard
But dont tell me what youre thinking
If you really dont know baby
Baby its time to draw the line
Draw the line
Yeah draw that line
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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She Cannot End
WHEN unto thee I sent the page all white,
Instead of first thereon inscribing aught,
The space thou doubtless filledst up in sport.
And sent it me, to make my joy grow bright.
As soon as the blue cover met my sight,
As well becomes a woman, quick as thought
I tore it open, leaving hidden nought,
And read the well-known words of pure delight:
MY ONLY BEING! DEAREST HEART! SWEET CHILD!
How kindly thou my yearning then didst still
With gentle words, enthralling me to thee.
In truth methought I read thy whispers mild
Wherewith thou lovingly my soul didst fill,
E'en to myself for aye ennobling me.
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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The Value Of Words
Words what value words
when spoken in haste
what is their worth
words spat in spite
or an envious game
false words meaningless
what value words
a trusting word
honest and open speaks
volumes when listen to
without agenda given
with care and thought
placed into its being
what becomes its worth
words in variety
of context and meaning
fill blank spaces
where sometimes silence
is a more welcome sound
where nothing is better said
words have a value
consider their worth
poem by Matthew Holloway
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The First Poem
The first poem I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
The words I love you
written by this beauty's tongue
turned a heart rosy red from a somber blue
and made me burn for my heart was wrung.
The first poem I ever read
is the first poem I ever said.
On her poetic lips love words refined
and shaped a sonnet on her flesh defined
On those lips I read a poet's song
And knew it was there my lips belonged.
The first poem I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
I love you, I love you
What does it mean?
These words said, to start anew
something pure and something serene.
The first words I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
Those first words she whispered into my ear
And in my heart, her poem stood near
Those are the most beautiful words one ever said
I love you, I love you, will live till its dead.
The first poem I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
I read her lips, I love you, I love you..
now to sleep I go in love's sweet bed.
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Words
How often do words get in the way,
And not express things we want to say?
Once spoken, words can't be reclaimed
So be careful where they're aimed.
Words can be fired like a gun;
Their poor aim can wound anyone.
Words can seed love as well as kill it.
They can drain a heart empty… or fill it.
All too often words are said
With no thought of their impact ahead.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Unwritten Words
There is so many things I need to say,
There is this unwritten words that I can not understand,
Who is this girl who had become the girl she is not,
What is this unwritten words say,
How do I know if this was meant to be,
How can I understand something that wasn’t meant to be read,
Unwritten words that shall not say,
Unwritten words that shall not be read,
What is this,
What am I doing,
Why can’t I just read the unwritten words that are meant to be said by me,
Why am I out of place,
What does it mean,
Why am I confused about this unwritten words,
These words that can not be read,
These feelings can not be controlled,
Please tell me what this unwritten words say.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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It May Happen
as though it doesn't matter what is real
" . . . something almost . . . with asking."
—Brenda Hillman
According to their signs we're in the country
Far off things are being put on the record
Where it may not matter to anyone
If the shadows hide themselves behind rain
The canal opening below the sky
Daytime moving in swirls the painted colors
Or the idea wind sometimes stops and starts
What we might more properly call nostalgia
If we wanted to we could follow later
Without giving up his place in the world
A color postcard folded in our pockets
The light informing us it's afternoon
When what we feel is we remember feeling
Not long ago it was the time before
poem by G.E. Patterson
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