In Durance
(1907)
1 am homesick after mine own kind,
Oh I know that there are folk about me, friendly faces,
But I am homesick after mine own kind.
'These sell our pictures'! Oh well,
They reach me not, touch me some edge or that,
But reach me not and all my life's become
One flame, that reaches not beyond
My heart's own hearth,
Or hides among the ashes there for thee.
Thee'? Oh, 'Thee' is who cometh first
Out of mine own soul-kin,
For I am homesick after mine own kind
And ordinary people touch me not.
And I am homesick
After mine own kind that know, and feel
And have some breath for beauty and the arts.
Aye, I am wistful for my kin of the spirit
And have none about me save in the shadows
When come they, surging of power, 'DAEMON,'
'Quasi KALOUN.' S.T. says Beauty is most that, a
'calling to the soul'.
Well then, so call they, the swirlers out of the mist of my soul,
They that come mewards, bearing old magic.
But for all that, I am homesick after mine own kind
And would meet kindred even as I am,
Flesh-shrouded bearing the secret.
'All they that with strange sadness'
Have the earth in mockery, and are kind to all,
My fellows, aye I know the glory
Of th' unbounded ones, but ye, that hide
As I hide most the while
And burst forth to the windows only whiles or whiles
For love, or hope or beauty or for power,
Then smoulder, with the lids half closed
And are untouched by echoes of the world.
Oh ye, my fellows: with the seas between us some be,
Purple and sapphire for the silver shafts
Of sun and spray all shattered at the bows;
And some the hills hold off,
The little hills to east of us, though here we
Have damp and plain to be our shutting in.
And yet my soul sings ‘Up!' and we are one.
Yea thou, and Thou, and THOU, and all my kin
To whom my breast and arms are ever warm,
For that I love ye as the wind the trees
That holds their blossoms and their leaves in cure
And calls the utmost singing from the boughs
That Hhout him, save the aspen, were as dumb
Still shade, and bade no whisper speak the birds of how
'Beyond, beyond, beyond, there lies . . .'
poem by Ezra Pound
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Homesick
Homesick!
And committed to be brave.
Pretending to shield against a tendency to fear.
No need to save tears,
Clearly falling from eyes...
Like a leak from a faucet that can not be turned off!
These conflicts fought on foreign lands...
By soldiers taught,
To keep emotions devoted and frozen not to show!
Yet expectedly they do.
Dangers faced.
The homesick embrace.
Wishing one day from them to be erased.
Homesick!
And committed to be brave.
Pretending to shield against a tendency to fear.
What is near is too real.
What is there is theirs to feel.
With a wish to touch...
Someone loved so much!
Homesick!
With no weapon provided to avoid it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Homesick
(Buddy Bue, J.R. Cobb)
Guitars ring in the dead of night, sing so blue, sound so right
It makes you homesick
Listen close to the guitar man, narive sone of a foreign land
The boy's homesick
He's homesick, for days bygone
Homesick, for home sweet home
Where were you in '69, smokin' dope, drinkin' wine
Just an outlaw
Distant drums beats an old refrain, shakes your feet, pounds your brain
Like a buzzsaw
In the darkness down the hall, black-light posters on the wall
Jimi Hendrix
Someone's lost in yesterday, hazy dreams of Monterey
And Woodstock, all right
Repeat Chorus
Guitars ring in the dead of night, sing so blue, sound so right
It makes you homesick
Listen close to the guitar man, narive sone of a foreign land
The boy's homesick
He's homesick, for days bygone
Homesick, Lord, for home sweet home The boy's homesick
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Tennesee Homesick Blues
New york city ain't no kind of place
For a country girl with a friendly face
If you smile people look at you funny
They take it wrong
The greenest state in the land of the free
And the home of the grand ole opry
Is calling me back to my smoky mountain home
I wish i had my old fishin' pole
And was sitting on the banks of the fishing hole
Eating green apples and waiting for the fish to bite
Life ain't as simple as it used to be
Since the big apple took a bite out of me
And lord, i'm so tennessee homesick that i could die
Chorus:
But i ain't been home in i don't know when
If i had it all to do over again
Tonight i'd sleep in my old feather bed
What i wouldn't give for a little bitty taste
Of mama's homemade chocolate cake
Tennessee homesick blues running through my head
Mama you can fluff my feather bed
Just as soon as i can i'm gonna head
Back to the tennessee hills and it better be soon
Daddy you can load the rifles up
We're gonna load them dogs on the pickup truck
And take off to calhoun country and catch us a coon
Repeat chorus
Eatin' grits and gravy and country ham
Go to church on sunday with dinner on the grounds
Tennessee homesick blues are runnin' through my head
Repeat chorus
Good lord have mercy on a country girl
Tryin' to make a living in a rhinestone world
It's hard to be a diamond in a rhinestone world
With tennessee homesick blues runnin' through my head
I've got those tennessee homesick blues runnin' through my head
Tennessee homesick blues
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Tennessee Homesick Blues
New york city aint no kind of place
For a country girl with a friendly face
If you smile people look at you funny
They take it wrong
The greenest state in the land of the free
And the home of the grand ole opry
Is calling me back to my smoky mountain home
I wish I had my old fishin pole
And was sitting on the banks of the fishing hole
Eating green apples and waiting for the fish to bite
Life aint as simple as it used to be
Since the big apple took a bite out of me
And lord, Im so tennessee homesick that I could die
Chorus:
But I aint been home in I dont know when
If I had it all to do over again
Tonight Id sleep in my old feather bed
What I wouldnt give for a little bitty taste
Of mamas homemade chocolate cake
Tennessee homesick blues running through my head
Mama you can fluff my feather bed
Just as soon as I can Im gonna head
Back to the tennessee hills and it better be soon
Daddy you can load the rifles up
Were gonna load them dogs on the pickup truck
And take off to calhoun country and catch us a coon
Repeat chorus
Eatin grits and gravy and country ham
Go to church on sunday with dinner on the grounds
Tennessee homesick blues are runnin through my head
Repeat chorus
Good lord have mercy on a country girl
Tryin to make a living in a rhinestone world
Its hard to be a diamond in a rhinestone world
With tennessee homesick blues runnin through my head
Ive got those tennessee homesick blues runnin through my head
Tennessee homesick blues
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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What kind of Man is this?
What kind of Man is this?
To embrace this world with a kiss
and show to us the love of God.
What kind of Man is this?
What kind of man is this?
That betrayed You with a kiss
the Son of Man he sent to die.
What kind of man is this?
How can a man do this?
To betray You with a kiss
and sell his soul for silver coins.
What kind of man is this?
What kind of world is mine?
That condemns this Man so fine
and nails Him to a cross of wood.
What kind of world is mine?
What kind of Man is He?
Who gave His life for me
upon that cross of Calvary.
What kind of Man is He?
What kind of man are you?
To do the things you do
and turn your back upon His love.
What kind of man are you?
What kind of man am I?
That I could watch Him die
and remain unmoved by His cry.
What kind of man am I?
Oh Lord I now can see
that You have died for me
and gave Your life a sacrifice
on the Cross of Calvary.
My Lord may I tell you this?
That I've been moved by Your kiss
and come to kneel before Your cross.
My Lord may I tell you this?
Forgive me Lord I cry
that for me You had to die.
It was the only way to save
such a sinful wretch as I.
Not That Kind
All the time that we spend together
I won't fuss
I won't fight tryin to make you mine
Ha
Wooh
Ah c'mon
I said I'll love you 'til the 12th of never
But I won't run far ahead
Leaving you behind
You know I'm not that kind
'Cause I'm not that kind of girl
(Not that kind)
(Not that kind of girl)
And it's not my kind of world
(Not that kind)
(Not that kind of girl)
No it's not for me
(Not that kind)
Not where I wanna be
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song performed by by Anastacia from Not That Kind
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For The First Time
Written by: lenny kravitz
I want to fall in love again
For the first time
Makes me kind of wonder if youre still mine
I want to press your lips on mine
For the first time
Makes me kind of wonder if youre still mine
Love is something
You cant get in a five and dime
And love is the question of more time
And love is something
Thats really hard to find
Love makes a strong man
Get down on his knees in the crowd
Just lay your hand
On mine
Yeah, for the first time
Makes me kind of wonder if youre still mine
And I wonder if youll ever really be mine
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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The 'Not-Yours-But-Mine' Kind
The 'not-yours-but-mine' kind,
Get upset if there is a threat to their 'intellect'.
Especially if it does not shine,
When expressing something 'known'
That is clearly not defined.
Without introspect that reflects,
They soon become protective with a stubbornness.
And insist they 'knew' what is being corrected.
But had been distracted by the facts!
You know...
The ones given to them earlier.
But wouldn't accept it in their minds...
Since they felt 'then' under attack!
There are so many around us,
Who are just like that!
You know...
The 'not-yours-but-mine' kind.
The ones who find the time,
To say someone else thinks 'they' know so much.
And quick to show themselves to be,
The ones who are out of touch!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Little Sister
To know her was to love her
little sister of mine
she was only here for a moment
just a whisper in time
To see her was to adore her
little sister of mine
when you look into her eyes
you knew she would always be kind
To touch her was to kiss her
little sister of mine
She will be in my heart forever
Our hearts were combined
To lose her was to miss her
little sister of mine
I'll see her again in heaven
where our arms will intwine
poem by Cindy Cato
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New Aceh Sunlight
Aceh sun
sunshine burn my husk
is brittle
from open plane door
high wind, dry befall the face
homesick of native land
I walk among they
parrying homesick by myself
new leave taking the children
and wife
but I hold up because wishing to tread
at land; ground cleft newly
trying to trace the face
on the chance of newly
peace from endless conflict
your humanity
of the same nation
poem by Prasetya Utama
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Motion Pictures
Motion pictures on my tv screen,
A home away from home, livin in between
But I hear some people have got their dream.
Ive got mine.
I hear the mountains are doin fine,
Mornin glory is on the vine,
And the dew is fallin, the ducks are callin.
Yes, Ive got mine.
Well, all those people, they think they got it made
But I wouldnt buy, sell, borrow or trade
Anything I have to be like one of them.
Id rather start all over again.
Well, all those headlines, they just bore me now
Im deep inside myself, but Ill get out somehow,
And Ill stand before you, and Ill bring a smile to your eyes.
Motion pictures, motion pictures.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Homesick for Heaven
Heaven,
A world of wonders
Golden stairs
Pearly gates
Soothing music
Ethereal melodies
Complete bliss
Delight
angels and cherubim
eternal joy and peace
Earth,
Homesick heart
in a perpetual state
Of culture shock
cold winter
humid summer
stressful autumn and
just a short period of spring
Heaven,
I’m now homesick for heaven
It is better than this world’s Eden
heaven,
is my oasis, my real haven
poem by Champs Ulysses Cabinatan
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Two Of A Kind
(montgomery/sinks)
They say were searching for love well never find
They say were foolish kids were two of a kind.
We know weve found our love when your lips meet mine
Thats when we know theyre right were two of a kind.
No matter what they say when its all said and done
When we are old enough we two will be one.
And when they pass me by with your hand in mine
Then theyll just smile and say theyre two of a kind.
No matter what they say when its all said and done
When we are old enough we two will be one.
And when they pass me by with your hand in mine
Then theyll just smile and say theyre two of a kind.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Two Views Of the Same Country (Polar Opposites)
The land of plenty
The harmless country
The friendly land
That can only breed opportunity
Of 'righteous' people
Of 'open-minded' folk
The kind you talk to
While you have a smoke......
The land of sickly
The bully country
The greedy country
That can only survive on consumers
Of prejudice animals
Of close-minded folk
The kind that you poke fun at, just
For jokes..............
poem by Nick Lennert
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Whats Mine Is Mine
Key:-
A - anita
R - ray
A: oh, oh, all right; oh, oh, allright
Oh, oh, all right; oh, oh, allright
Oh, oh, all right; oh, oh, allright
My property, my property
A: oh, oh, all right; oh, oh, allright
Oh, oh, all right; oh, oh, allright
R: whats mine is mine hold theres the line
Stop following me from the back all of the time
Theres one of me, one of a kind
Sorry Im first, excuse me do you mind
You wanna be the same and put me out of frame
I got my own style, so you must be insane
Yes theres something else you can find
So dont touch mine, whats mine is mine
A: why do you want to be like me?
Why do you want whats mine?
You know this is my property, babe, youre losing this time
You are wasting time and energy cause you just cant take whats mine
You better save your time and energy gotta get it out of your mind
Whats mine is mine!
R: step back, step back
A: whats mine is mine
Whats mine is mine
Youre wasting your time
R: step back, step back
A: whats mine is mine
Oh, oh, all right
R: dont waste your time and energy
Cause nobody in the world can be like me
Youre looking for something I already found
A smoother move, a better sound
Represent yourself as me, myself, and i
Make your own plan, come on and try!
Ideas nowadays are hard to find
But dont touch mine whats mine is mine!
A: why do you want to be like me?
Why do you want whats mine?
You know this is my property, babe, youre losing this time
You are wasting time and energy cause you just cant take whats mine
You better save your time and energy gotta get it out of your mind
Whats mine is mine!
A: oh....
R: whats mine is mine
Whats mine is mine
A: oh, oh, all right, oh, oh, all right, oh, oh, all right
My property, my property, oh, oh, all right, oh, oh, all right, oh, oh, all right
R: whats mine is mine
A: oh, oh, all right, oh, oh, all right
A: save your time and energy
R: whats mine is mine
Whats mine is mine
A: my property, my property, oh, oh, all right, oh, oh, all right, oh, oh, all right
A: you are wasting you time and energy
cause you cant just take whats mine
You better save your time and energy
Gotta get it out of your mind
Whats mine is mine
A: oh....
Whats mine is mine
Oh....
Whats mine is mine
A: you are wasting you time and energy
cause you cant just take whats mine
You better save your time and energy
Gotta get it out of your mind
Whats mine is mine
(reapeat and fade)
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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Eve (original beauty)
She stood naked in the garden
With more beauty
Than the first full bloom rose,
The kind and depth of
Beauty
God in Heaven only knows.
The kind of
Beauty that is deep and wild,
The kind of
Beauty lost like the days of a child,
The kind of
Beauty mankind
Has been trying desperately
(without realization)
Forever to find.
The kind of
Beauty
God has put upon
Every souls mind.
The kind of
Beauty
That forever causes God
To call us:
'Mine! '
The kind of original beauty
God understands,
The kind of beauty awaiting
The return of each woman, and man.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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In Flanders
I'm homesick for my hills again -
My hills again!
To see above the Severn plain,
Unscabbarded against the sky,
The blue high blade of Cotswold lie;
The giant clouds go royally
By jagged Malvern with a train
Of shadows. Where the land is low
Like a huge imprisoning O
I hear a heart that's sound and high,
I hear the heart within me cry:
'I'm homesick for my hills again -
My hills again!
Cotswold or Malvern, sun or rain!
My hills again!'
poem by Frederick William Harvey
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To learn the Transport by the Pain
167
To learn the Transport by the Pain
As Blind Men learn the sun!
To die of thirst—suspecting
That Brooks in Meadows run!
To stay the homesick—homesick feet
Upon a foreign shore—
Haunted by native lands, the while—
And blue—beloved air!
This is the Sovereign Anguish!
This—the signal woe!
These are the patient "Laureates"
Whose voices—trained—below—
As cend in ceaseless Carol—
Inaudible, indeed,
To us—the duller scholars
Of the Mysterious Bard!
poem by Emily Dickinson
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The Wicked
I only have so long to make a safe place for you
I can twist my fingers in and build another one
Look through this face and find it
Let the hands of the Man guide it
When I put you through this...
When I put you through this you'll need me
Oh, suffer to be mine
I wanna be cruel to be kind
I'll get inside your head
Live so hard you'll wish you were dead, yeah
A touch of the WICKED
I can't help living for you, I wish I could climb inside you
Slip you on like a second skin and be another one
You'll live forever with me
You can have another soul and rape me
When I step into this...
When I step into this you'll be me
Oh, suffer to be mine
I wanna be cruel to be kind
I'll get inside your head
Live so hard you'll wish you were dead, yeah
A touch of the WICKED
You feel so tight around me- I don't wanna be the man I must be
I raise my arms and grip my head- cuz I'm seein' RED
I'll take good care of you, love
I could never ever love you enough
When I get to use this...
When I get to use this, it's OVER!!
Oh, suffer to be mine
I wanna be cruel to be kind
I'll get inside your head
Live so hard you'll wish you were dead, yeah
A touch of the WICKED
Wicked!!!
song performed by by Stone Sour
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In The Silence Of The Night
there is an island that you cannot reach
it is mine
there is a boat that you cannot ride
it is mine
there is a star that you cannot reach
it is mine
there is his sorrow that you cannot fathom
it is mine
there is this joy, this bliss, this gladness
in my hearth
it is ours.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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