Our Life
In the evening, when he's got the time to spend with me,
He goes and falls asleep watching TV,
Is it because we're now a wee bit old,
And our feelings for each other have perhaps grown cold,
No, not at all, it really just goes to show, how
Our life has turned into quiet contentment now.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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The Last Worthless Evening
I know you broke up with him
And your hearts still on the shelf
Its been over two years for me
And Im still not quite myself
You cant be with someone new
And you cant go back to him
Youre beginning to realize
That its sink or swim
I see you around sometimes
And my heart just melts
Youre lookin like if you had your wish
Youd be somewhere else
And it just breaks my heart
To see you here this way
Someday Ill get the nerve
To walk up to you and say
This is the last worthless evening
That youll have to spend
Just gimme a chance
To show you how to love again
This is the last worthless evening
That youll have to spend
cause Ill be there
When your broken heart is on the mend
Every night its the same old crowd
In smoky rooms
You catch a faint glimpse of love sometimes
But it never blooms
Ive been around this block a time or two
And Ive made some big mistakes
But girl I promise you, I promise you
That this is the worthless evening
That youll have to spend
Just gimme a chance
To show you how to love again
This is the last worthless evening
That youll have to spend
cause it wont be long
till your little heart is on the mend
People inside their houses
With the shades pulled down
God knows, we could use some romance
In this sleepy bedroom town
I know youre still afraid to rush into anything
But therere just so many summers
And just so many springs
And this is the last worthless evening
That youll have to spend
Just gimme a chance to show you how
To love again
This is the last worthless evening
That youll have to spend, baby
cause Ill be there when your broken heart
Is on the mend
This is the last worthless evening
That youll have to spend
Just gimme a chance, gimme a chance
To show you how to love again
This is the last worthless evening
That youll have to spend cause it wont be long
til your little heart is on the mend
song performed by by Don Henley
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The Poem Of The Evening Is A Quiet Poem
THE POEM OF THE EVENING IS A QUIET POEM
The poem of the evening is a quiet poem
It comes in gentleness with tired eyes
It does not know how long it will last
It believes a fresh breeze
And a simple song
Are all its needs
To feel happiness.
The poem of the evening this evening
Believes in life
Believes in Goodness of God
Believes it will somehow be alright.
The poem of the evening this evening
May be a foolish one
But it is a quietly happy one.
We need such poems sometimes
For life is hard in the long working days
And in the times of difficult idleness
When no dreams come.
Quiet and quiet
Soft as sleep
The poem of the evening this evening
Is a gentle one.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Last Worthless Evening
I know you broke up with him
And your heart's still on the shelf
It's been over two years for me
And I'm still not quite myself
You can't be with someone new
And you can't go back to him
You're beginning to realize
That it's sink or swim
I see you around sometimes
And my heart just melts
You're lookin' like if you had your wish
You'd be somewhere else
And it just breaks my heart
To see you here this way
Someday I'll get the nerve
To walk up to you and say
This is the last worthless evening
That you'll have to spend
Just gimme a chance
To show you how to love again
This is the last worthless evening
That you'll have to spend
'Cause I'll be there
When your broken heart is on the mend
Every night it's the same old crowd
in smokey rooms
You catch a faint glimpse of love sometimes
But it never blooms
I've been around this block a time or two
And I've made some big mistakes
But girl I promise you, I promise you
This is the last worthless evening
That you'll have to spend
Just gimme a chance
To show you how to love again
This is the last worthless evening
that you'll have to spend
'Cause it won't be long
'Till your little heart is on the mend
People inside their houses
with the shades pulled down
God knows, we could use some romance
in this sleepy bedroom town
I know you're still afraid to rush into anything
But there're just so many summers
And just so many springs
And this is the last worthless evening
That you'll have to spend, baby
Just gimme a chance, gimme a chance
To show you love again
This is the last worthless evening
That you'll have to spend 'cause it won't be long
'Til your little heart is on the mend
That you'll have to spend
Just gimme a chance to show you how
to love again
This is the last worthless evening
That you'll have to spend 'cause it won't be long
'Til your little heart is on the mend
Written by Don Henley, John Corey and Stan Lynch
*Produced by Don Henley, John Corey and Stan Lynch
John Corey--guitars, keyboards
Bob Glaub--bass
Stan Lynch--percussion
Mike Campbell--additional guitar
(c) 1988 Cass County Music/Grey Hare Music ASCAP
song performed by by Don Henley
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0372 Reflection on a garden pond
It's unexpectedly mild this early Spring evening
and I take my glass of beer, cold in the hand,
and slide the patio door open and step out for the first time this year,
feeling like an intruder in my own garden, so strange in the twilight.
Then, melted by awe and gratitude
to see an unplanned wild violet
which has taken up residence between the cement slabs.
Between other slabs the miniature bamboo stubbornly returns,
(that was my Japanese year) and in the tiny pond,
soon to be turned into a living soup by amorous frogs
to the total puzzlement of the white cat, watching for an hour or so
and extending from time to time an ineffective paw,
or nosing the water unable, either, to gulp a tadpole -
in the tiny pond, something bright;
a dancing reflection in the water stirred by an evening breeze -
the moon;
the same moon that danced on the water for Li Po
as he drank from his wine cup
alone and at peace, so far, so long ago;
in a poet's solitude and contentment
and the thought of distant friends,
celebrated with wine
under the moon, on a spring evening,
in perfect happiness.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Little More Time With You
Notes:
Jt on sony.com: yer love jones.
Gotta watchdog watching me
Watching me packing my bags
He knows Im leaving town
I can see that its a drag
Why leave the life I love
Here in the great state of maine
Just to ride that shining rail
Just to size that ball and chain
Gotta spend just a little more time with you
Thats why
Gotta spend just a little more time with you
Oh oh oh
Gotta spend just a little more time with you
Yes I do, yes I do
Gotta spend just a little more time with you
Oh oh oh oh oh
I passed on the cocaine
Said bye-bye to my methadone
Put down the bottle for one more day
Backing off of my tobacco jones
Still I feel like a hopeless junkie
Like a man who cant say no
I look back and theres that monkey
Rascal wont let go
Gotta spend just a little more time with you
I get high and I cant come down
I get high just hanging around
I get high, I go lost and found
I get high oh I oh i
Gotta spend just a little more time with you
song performed by by James Taylor
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The Winter Love
Such a cold was in january.
In december love had come vainly.
Winter love is short,
Obviously.
Snow is quiet falls
Down on earth.
Snow is on the streets,
Snow's in wood.
Snow in words I hear,
In your eyes, too.
Winter love is short,
Obviously.
Snow is quiet falls
Down on earth.
You are saying: 'Bye'
To me now.
And I hear your voice
Icy, round.
Winter love is short,
Obviously.
Snow is quiet falls
Down on earth.
And the oaths
are cold
In winter time.
I'll wait for long
The spring love.
Winter love is short,
Obviously.
Snow is quiet, falls
Down on earth.
poem by Robert Rozhdestvensky, translated by Lyudmila Purgina
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Words From A Husband To A Wife (Envelope Couplet Sestets)
Spend your time with me until the night end
as we attend a party at the house of a friend
smile and talk to me as if I am someone else
laugh merrily at the jokes our host tells,
while you dance with me where the stairs bend,
spend your time with me until the night end.
Spend your time with me until the night end
smile coyly while a drink I recommend,
treat me like a stranger you have just met
while our eyes are just on each other set,
let your glance shy before mind descend,
spend your time with me until the night end.
Spend your time with me until the night end
even if our friends do not really comprehend
why we are different from our old stances
why we are romancing in all our glances
while like some strangers we together blend,
spend your time with me until the night end.
Spend your time with me until the night end
as if life on a moment do depend
while you act just like a brand new lover,
as if our feelings we did rediscover,
as if we met only on a godsend,
spend your time with me until the night end.
Spend your time with me until the night end,
friendly greet the old smiling reverend
while we proudly walk past to our dinner
as if we are just two love-struck sinners,
while our unfamiliarity we do pretend,
spend your time with me until the night end.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Love Has Gone
(rick astley/d. spatsley)
The love has gone
The love has gone, will we ever be the same
The feelings wrong, the joy has turned to pain
Wake up beside you, and hear you breathing
And I can feel you in my arms
No one can know just how Im feeling
Knowing that our love can come to no harm
But as I open my eyes
Then I start to realise
That youre gone and I cant go on
The love has gone, will we ever be the same
The feelings wrong, the joy has turned to pain
The love is gone, will we ever be the same
The feelings wrong, the joy has turned to pain
What have I done girl, to make you leave me
Didnt I love you for all those years
If you open your eyes
Baby, then youll realise
That youre wrong, and I cant go on
You know I cant go on
The love has gone, will we ever be the same
The feelings wrong, the joy has turned to pain
The love is gone, will we ever be the same
The feelings wrong, the joy has turned to pain
Nothing will ever come between us
If you will just take me back once more
Ill show you just how much I love you
If youll just come walking through that door
The love has gone, will we ever be the same
The feelings wrong, the joy has turned to pain
The love is gone, will we ever be the same
The feelings wrong, the joy has turned to pain
(chorus to fade)
song performed by by Rick Astley
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Life Of Contentment
To suit and to pursue in seconds...
A life of contentment.
And one you can depend,
A life of contentment.
To put an end to affixed evils,
A life of contentment.
With satisfactions that begin,
A life of contentment.
To have it there and with decision,
Is...
A life of Contentment./
With a rule that is so crucial,
A life of contentment.
And desired as a need...
A life of contentment.
To always have and never leave.
To suit and to pursue in seconds...
A life of contentment.
And one you can depend,
A life of contentment.
To put an end to affixed evils,
A life of contentment.
With satisfactions that begin,
A life of contentment.
To have it there and with decision,
Is...
A life of Contentment./
With a rule that is so crucial,
A life of contentment.
And desired as a need...
A life of contentment.
To always have and never leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When all is done, human life is, at the greatest and the best, but like a froward child, that must be played with and humored a little to keep it quiet till it falls asleep, and then the care is over.
quote by William Temple
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Trains
Here I am at the end of the day
With a cup of cold coffee
From the station buffet.
On trains, on trains I seem
To spend my life on trains.
See the blue suit banker in the ticket line.
Got an evening standard with playboy
Hidden behind.
On trains, on trains he seems
To spend his life on trains.
Time after time.
Was I just dreaming?
Did I help you aboard?
Full passenger service ---
Let me help with the door.
Sit down take the weight off your feet.
Theres a train full of people Id like
You to meet.
On trains, on trains we love
To spend our lives on trains.
Join the secret world of trains.
Feel the pleasure. touch the pain.
Drift into yesterday.
Once and again
I was just thinking.
We could meet sometime
On the 17.30 where
I usually find
My friends at the end of the day.
May we pay your fare, lady?
We should like you to stay
In our train. on trains ---
Youll have to spend your life
On trains.
I hear theres an office party on the 18.05.
Youll be home for christmas if they
Take you alive from the train.
Those trains, we have to spend our lives
On trains.
Once and again
I was just thinking.
We could meet any time
On number two platform
Where I usually find
My friends at the end of the day.
On trains, trains, trains.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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My Time In Exile
Used to worry for each other
No ones bothered like before
We sleep with each others friends
Sneak around, fall apart
And come back for more
We sit around drinking tables
Stabalized and keeping score
But my mind is somewhere out the door
Oh, we have grown
Maybe I've overstayed a while
In my time in exile
Oh, time has flown
And the only thing I've learned
I want a life now of my own
We go to clubs
The songs are old
The evening's blown
We go our ways
And take taxi's home
We talk of sunday outings
And medicate to fight the doubting
But we know
We'll always be
Alone
We have grown
I've overstayed a while
In my time in exile
Oh, time has flown
And the only thing I've learned
I want a life now of my own
Of my own
Well that's my years spent in exile
Second guessed and dressed up in tatters
My birth feet didn't take this path
And I'm still looking for a life that matters
More than chit-chat we listen to the streets
We're all dead beats
And these old habbits are starting to show through
Sorry I didn't get to know you
Oh, time has slown
I've overstayed a while
In my time in exile
Oh, well we have grown
The one thing that I've learned
I want a life now of my own
Bye bye
To the friends I've known
In my time in exile
song performed by by Third Eye Blind
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Tribute to Wm Wordsworth
It is a beauteous evening calm and free.
The holy time as quiet as a nun
Breathless with adoration, the broad sun
is sinking down in its tranquillity
William Wordsworth.
A Glosa
It is a beauteous evening calm and free.
I stroll along the sandy shore
my evening walk is leisurely.
I am content could ask no more.
The holy time as quiet as a Nun.
obedient to her orders vows.
Blue twilight falls as day is done.
Day slips away no need for bows.
Breathless in adoration the broad sun
surrenders to a greater force.
Which bids him that he must be gone
now he has run his daily course.
I s sinking in its tranquillity
something the sun is glad to do
Accepting with surety
tomorrow he will rise anew.
7-Feb-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Help Me Up
By eric clapton and will jennings
Are you going to help me or will you let me down?
Im looking for a true love but am I lost or found?
And will we cry in passion or will we cry in pain?
And will our lonely teardrops fill the world with rain?
Help me up, dont you let me down.
Im gonna wake up in heaven, not the cold, cold ground.
Cant you hear the lovers crying in the night?
They spend their whole lives trying; still cant get it right.
I dont know where were going but I guess well start
And just to show that I mean it, baby heres my heart.
Chorus
Living on my feelings, feelings all I know.
Baby once we touch it, well never let it go.
First verse
Chorus
Chorus
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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To My Daughters
You are destined for greatness,
Yet you do not even know,
You have such passionate feelings,
Yet you never let them show.
I carried you in my womb,
And now I watch you grow,
Soon will come the time,
When I have to let you go,
I have always loved you,
How much you may never know,
I have always been so proud of you,
But my foolish pride won't let it show,
You are so beautiful,
Yet it to you it seems unknown,
Your endless wit can be a gift or a curse,
Use it carefully when you are grown.
I'm sorry for not being the mother you may have always wanted,
I raised you to be everything that I am not,
Only because I want the best for you,
So you don't have the life I've got.
Just know that I've always loved you,
My precious daughters- I always will,
And when it is my time to depart,
I will love you still.
poem by Denice Robinson
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Finer Feelings
Written: stock waterman
The finer feelings, the finer feelings
1a:
You cant give to me
Anything
I couldnt get for myself
I have needs as much as any man
And I understand the feelings well
1b:
I can still have a true heart
With a free mind
A good life
With a good time
Chorus:
But what is love
Without the finer feelings
Its just sex
Without the sexual healing
Passion dies
Without some tender meanings
It aint love
Without the finer feelings
2:
I get passionate
Just like you
But I have a little self-control
You just show your selfish attitude
Your emotion leaves me cold
1b:
Chorus:
Bridge:
The finer, the finer
The finer feelings
3:
(I can still have a true heart) it aint love
(with a free mind) it aint love
(a good life)
(with a good time) feelings
Chorus:
(repeat & fade)
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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Take It To The Limit
All alone at the end of the evening
And the bright lights have faded to blue
I was thinking bout a woman who might have
Loved me and I never knew
You know Ive always been a dreamer
(spent my life running round)
And its so hard to change
(cant seem to settle down)
But the dreams Ive seen lately
Keep on turning out and burning out
And turning out the same
So put me on a highway
And show me a sign
And take it to the limit one more time
You can spend all your time making money
You can spend all your love making time
If it all fell to pieces tomorrow
Would you still be mine?
And when youre looking for freedom
(nobody seems to care)
And you can find the door
(cant find it anywhere)
When theres nothing to believe in
Still youre coming back, youre running back for more
So put me on a highway
And show me a sign
And take it to the limit one more time
Take it to the limit
Take it to the limit
Take it to the limit one more time
song performed by by Richard Marx
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Take It To The Limit
All alone at the end of the of the evening
And the bright lights have faded to blue
I was thinking 'bout a woman who might have
Loved me and I never knew
You know I've always been a dreamer
(spent my life running 'round)
And it's so hard to change
(Can't seem to settle down)
But the dreams I've seen lately
Keep on turning out and burning out
And turning out the same
So put me on a highway
And show me a sign
And take it to the limit one more time
You can spend all your time making money
You can spend all your love making time
If it all fell to pieces tomorrow
Would you still be mine?
And when you're looking for your freedom
(Nobody seems to care)
And you can't find the door
(Can't find it anywhere)
When there's nothing to believe in
Still you're coming back
song performed by by Eagles from One of These Nights
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In The Evening
I
In the evening of our days,
When the first far stars above
Glimmer dimmer, through the haze,
Than the dewy eyes of love,
Shall we mournfully revert
To the vanished morns and Mays
Of our youth, with hearts that hurt,--
In the evening of our days?
II
Shall the hand that holds your own
Till the twain are thrilled as now,
Be withheld, or colder grown?
Shall my kiss upon your brow
Falter from its high estate?
And, in all forgetful ways,
Shall we sit apart and wait--
In the evening of our days?
III
Nay, my wife--my life!--the gloom
Shall enfold us velvetwise,
And my smile shall be the groom
Of the gladness of your eyes:
Gently, gently as the dew
Mingles with the darkening maze,
I shall fall asleep with you--
In the evening of our days.
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Spending My Time
Whats the time?
Seems its already morning.
I see the sky, its so beautiful and blue.
The tvs on but the only thing showing
Is a picture of you.
Oh I get up and make myself some coffee.
I try to read a bit but the storys too thin.
I thank the lord above
Youre not here to see me in this shape Im in.
Spending my time,
Watching the days go by.
Feeling so small,
I stare at the wall,
Hoping that you think of me too.
Im spending my time.
I try to call but I dont know what to tell you.
I leave a kiss on your answering machine.
Oh help me please,
Is there someone who can make me
Wake up from this dream?
Spending my time,
Watching the days go by.
Feeling so small,
I stare at the wall,
Hoping that you are missing me too.
Im spending my time,
Watching the sun go down.
I fall asleep to the sound
Of tears of a clown,
A prayer gone blind.
Im spending my time
My friends keep telling me:
Hey, life will go on,
Time will make sure Ill get over you.
This silly game of love -
You play, you win only to lose.
Im spending my time,
Watching the days go by.
Feeling so small,
I stare at the wall,
Hoping that you think of me too.
Im spending my time.
Im spending my time,
Watching the sun go down.
I fall asleep to the sound
Of tears of a clown,
A prayer gone blind.
Im spending my time.
song performed by by Roxette
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