Through The Glass Of My Bedroom Window
Saw you walking towards the bridal path,
through the glass of my bedroom window;
virile bucks picking up the scent of Jaipur,
angry doe's, alerted to your morning walk.
Young stags soon rising fast an' anxiously;
dancing, darting over clustered branches,
scurrying for refuge...from the likes of you,
searching for their own kind and appetite.
And, that's why you should have never left
the foggy side.......of my bedroom window,
when all along....we could have been here
dancing, darting...underneath satin sheets.
Entertaining our yen an' pleasure in dining
on a breakfast of warm cream, and honey.
poem by Frank James Ryan Jr.
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Foggy Mountain Top
Im standing by my window
And Im waiting on the summer rain
And Im standing by my window
And Im waiting on the summer rain
Well, I felt this way before and
Im gonna feel this way again
Ive been listening to this music
Ever since the age of three
Ive been listening to this music
Ever since the age of three
I want you to play me a t for texas
Or play me a t for tennessee
I want a plain glass of water
Vanilla ice cream with a cherry on top, thats what I want
I want a plain glass of water
Uh, huh, vanilla ice cream with a cherry on top, mm, hm, hm, hm,
Take a walk with me, baby
Up the foggy mountain top, watch it!
Im going up on highway one
Said you know I dig it the most
Im going up on highway one
Eh, you know I dig it the most
Im gonna sing this song
All along the water coast
I want a plain glass of water
Ice cream with a cherry on top, thats the way I like it, ah!
I want a plain glass of water,
Vanilla ice cream with a cherry on top
Walk with me, baby
Up the foggy mountain top, whats that?
Oh, come along with me, oh!
On the foggy mountain top
Keep on walking, keep on walking, baby
On the foggy mountain top
Keep walking with me baby
Up the foggy mountain top
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Dancing In The Moonlight
Walking in the rain far away from nowhere.
No more noise, just silence and the music thats in my brain.
Walking through the night, a different atmosphere.
No more noise, just silence and the sound thats in my ear.
Im just dancing, dancing in the moonlight.
Im dancing, dancing in the moonlight.
Walking down the hill listening to the trees.
No more noise, just silence and the raindrops on my shoes.
Walking down the beach sparkling lights on the water.
No more noise, just silence and by the way Im feeling free.
Im dancing, dancing in the moonlight.
Im dancing, dancing in the moonlight.
Im dancing, dancing in the moonlight.
Im dancing, dancing in the moonlight.
Im just dancing, dancing in the moonlight.
Im dancing, dancing in the moonlight.
Im dancing, dancing in the moonlight.
Im dancing, dancing in the moonlight.
song performed by by Scooter
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Two Grey Rooms
Tomorrow is sunday
Now theres only one day left to go
Till you walk by
Below my window
The weekends drive me mad
Holidays are oh too sad
cause you dont go
Below my window
No one knows Im here
One day I just disappeared
And I took these two grey rooms up here
With a view
When you walk by
Below my window
You look so youthful
Time has been untruthful
Heaven knows I loved you
30 years ago
Hot days your shirts undone
Rainy days you run
Oh and then you fade so fast
Below my window
No one knows Im here
One day I just disappeared
And I took these two grey rooms up here
With a view
Only when you walk by
Below my window
When you walk by
Below my window
Below my window
Hey hey
Below my window
Below my window
Below my window
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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I'm The Pied Piper
As soon as he turned it on
The wind outside of his room
Stirred up for a few seconds
He thought to himself
"i'll climb out my window
And go sit out there with my radio"
Out the window he went
Sitting against a small stump
Behind some flowerbeds
The light from his bedroom window he could still see
The music of bach was playing
After a while it began to sound distant
As the young prince gazed at this radio on his knee
The music was floating away from his hearing
What could be happening
He took it off of his knee
And put the radio to his ear
Nothing happened
Then the transistor left his hands
And was floating in the mid-air
Two feet off the ground
As the prince laughed
It suddenly turned around
And it was light green phosphourous in color
Dancing back and forth
The magic transistor
Started moving down his path
He could hear the sound out
Like nothing he had ever heard before
The trees were getting closer together
And flowers glowed with tinges of magic light
As he followed thinking to himself
"what's going on?"
The transistor lifted slowly
Up to the top of a little tree
And sat there
While it slowly became louder
To where the prince could hear it clearly
Fireflies shot across the path in front of the prince
He turned around and couldn't see the light from his window
There he was watching all alone all by himself
He got a hunch to get back to his room
And he turned and ran right back
song performed by by Beach Boys
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When Will You Come Back Home?
There's something in the way she eases my mind
And lays me across the bed till I close my eyes
Stirs me in the morning till I can ever be satisfied
I leave Carolina every night in my dreams
Like the girls that try to love me that I only leave
Rock me like a baby doll and hold me to your chest
But I'm always moving too fast
If I could find my way back home, where would I go?
When everything about me, I used to be,
Shivers in the sheets and the blankets of snow
Lost out in the woods were you're looking for me
When, when will you come back home
No one leave the lights on in a house
Where nobody lives anymore
Loaded like the boxes up in the bedroom
Coming off the hinges like the door
The shadows dancing up in the window
They're not who we are but who we were
And I'm not gonna break, but if I do
I'm gonna shatter like the glass I turned your heart into
I'm broken like the windos in the house where I used to live
And If I could find my way back home, where would I go?
When everything about me, I used to be,
Shivers in the sheets and the blankets of snow
I'm lost out in the woods looking for you
When, when will you come back home
No one leave the lights on in a house
Where nobody lives anymore
Everything about me you liked is already gone
Everything about me you loved is gone
When, when will you come back home
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Nightmares By The Sea
(j.buckley)
Beware the bottle thoughts of angry young men.
Secret compartments hide all of the skeletons.
Little girls wants to make her home with him,
In the middle of the shore, she wonders,
Dont know what you asked for.
Dont know what you asked for.
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their minds eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where youll go.
Ive loved so many times and Ive drowned the all.
From their coral graves, they rise up when darkness
Falls.
With their bones theyll scratch the window,
I hear them call,
Dont know what you asked for.
Dont know what you asked for.
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their minds eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where youll go.
Stay with me under this waves, tonight.
Be free for once in your life tonight.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where youll go.
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their minds eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where youll go.
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their minds eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where youll go.
Ah.ah.ah.
song performed by by Jeff Buckley
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Stay Out Of My Bedroom
1st verse:
Stay out of my bedroom
Dont be messin up my pillows and sheets
With your powder and perfume
If you dont have some understanding of me
Dont be kncokin on my door
I dont want you to play in my fantasies
Stay out of my bedroom
Baby, if you cant take the heat
Verse 2:
If you want it, come and get it, baby
Satisfaction guaranteed
Im a pleaser, free and eager
I aint never had as much fun as I need
Easy lovin, thats down my alley
I may be easy but, at least Im cheap
Stay out of my bedroom, baby
Baby, if you cant take the heat
Chorus:
Stay out of
Stay out of
Youre dealin with some hot stuff
Baby, can you deal with the heat?
Bridge:
We might burn on forever, we might burn on tonight
Where theres smoke there is fire from the flames that I ignite
The heat is intense when the fires blazin high
Slavin over all those red hot lovers at night
If you come to my bedroom the heart of the heat
I will pleasure your body in sheer ecstasy
I will touch you in places no one else ever reached
Till you wont remember anybody else but me
3rd verse :
If you want it come and get it
If it burns you dont come cryin to me
Dont come knockin on my door
Baby, if you cant take the heat
Dont be peepin through my window
If you dont appreciate what you see
Stay out of my bedroom, baby
Baby, if you cant take the heat
Chorus:
Stay out of, stay out of
Youre dealin with some hot stuff
Baby, can you deal with the heat?
Stay out of my bedroom...
If you cant take it, stay out of my bedroom
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Diminished Vision
Dark lines dancing
on the edge
of distortion,
Slight things
not really there
darting just beyond
my searching
stare
when suddenly,
sidelong glancing,
I'm filled with
fear.
poem by Steven Federle
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Mount Vernon & Fairway-theme
There was a mansion on a hill
But deep in a secret kingdom
Where a young prince lived
He had four sisters and four brothers
The prince had a special bedroom on the ground floor
With a window that looked down into a deep deep forest
He could see distant lights from other castles in the kingdom
From his window
During the day
He went to school
When it became night
He stayed by himself
Usually in his secret hidden bedroom
One night
While nearly everyone was asleep
He took out of the attic a radio
And he decided to listen to it
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Disconnected
I watch you stumble through the morning
I watch you stumble home at night
Silhouetted by a sun without sunlight
I've watched you walk straight through an evening
When you're laden with the day
And the light of the moon, it only gets in your way
From a bedroom window I was anyone
And the street I look upon is my runaway
But I'm connected to the places I don't feel connected from
I'm connected to the place that I don't feel like I'm from
This is the kind of town where everyone knows each other
And everyone hates that they know each other
And no one is getting any younger
From my bedroom window I was anyone
Every street I look upon could be a runaway
But I'm connected to the places I don't feel connected from
I'm connected to the place that I don't feel like I'm from
I'm connected to the places I don't feel connected from
I don't feel connected from
So move on here now
You don't belong here now
You don't belong
You'll never belong
You don't belong here now
You don't belong here now
You don't belong here now
You don't belong
You'll never belong
You don't belong here now
song performed by by Idlewild
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The Dawn Dance
What do you think I saw to-day when I arose at dawn?
Blue Wrens and Yellow-tails dancing on the lawn!
Bobbing here, and bowing there, gossiping away,
And how I wished that you were there to see the merry play!
But you were snug abed, my boy, blankets to your chin,
Nor dreamed of dancing birds without or sunbeams dancing in.
Grey Thrush, he piped the tune for them. I peeped out through the glass
Between the window curtains, and I saw them on the grass -
Merry little fairy folk, dancing up and down,
Blue bonnet, yellow skirt, cloaks of grey and brown,
Underneath the wattle-tree, silver in the dawn,
Blue Wrens and Yellow-tails dancing on the lawn.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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An Attempt To Describe
i wish to describe
anxiety on a shaking glass of water
held by your hand, but i do not wish to be
tactless about it,
with due respect i transferred
my gaze to the other side
of the window and told you about
the dancing leaves of the bamboo
being blown by the gentle
wind from a very green mountain
on the left side of
our house.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A House of Memories
Four generations of my family have lived in that house,
everytime I pass it fresh memories are aroused.
It was once filled with laughter, music and conversation,
now there’s only creaking floors and insect habitation.
My younger sister and brother were born in the master bedroom
and their cries are in my memories as they left mum’s womb.
With the midwife shouting for more hot water and towels,
and dad pacing the floor listening for the new baby’s howl.
The happy times ended when sis fell from her bedroom window,
we all blamed ourselves and for years we suffered in sorrow.
Mum and dad spoke as if she was still about the house each day;
to them reality had died and their sadness was hidden away.
Soon after my older brother went to war at the age of eighteen,
he was captured by the enemy and never again seen.
My granddad was killed whilst working underneath his car,
the jack gave way and he wasn’t missed for over an hour.
My young brother was an adventurer and explored the garden well,
the rope snapped and he drowned, it must’ve been hell.
Mum and dad had so much pain and distress locked inside,
they said nothing could stop their misery except suicide.
A week or so later, the morning began unlike any other day,
the master bedroom was quiet in an odd sort of way.
My twin sister and I had this feeling of gloom and despair
we broke down and cried before we got upstairs.
We entered the master bedroom and saw mum and dad,
in each others arms, no longer looking sad.
And now there’s just my darling sister and me,
who daily live with our childhood memories.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Foiled Again
Sitting up once again...In my bedroom
Shaking hand holds ugly head...In my bedroom
Wish I may wish I might...In my bedroom
Have this wish I wish tonight...In my bedroom
[Chorus:]
At night when you turn out the light, think of me, smile and feel all right
And when you lay your head down to sleep, may I be the one who fills your dreams...
Are you lying wide awake?...In your bedroom
Are you trying to fall asleep?...In your bedroom
Cuz your not thinking about me...In your bedroom
If you were you'd wish those thoughts would leave you...In your bedroom
[Chorus:]
At night when you turn out the light, you wonder what it was you thought you liked.
And you ask yourself what did you see, In an idle hollow fool like me
I'm not the one who fills my dreams...
song performed by by Eve 6
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Blue Bedroom
(toby keith/chuck cannon)
Woke up this morning with day old coffee
Smoked what was left of your cigarette
Sit by the phone just in case you call me
It aint ringing yet
Youre probably half way to albuquerque
Youll hang a north up to santa fe
Youll never know just how much it hurt me
To watch you walk away
From my blue bedroom
Ive got a sad and lonely view
Of a melancholy moon
My pillow smells like your perfume
Missing you in my blue bedroom
You never told me why you were leaving
I guess you did what you had to do
If you find that love is what youre needing
Its waiting here for you
From my blue bedroom
Ive got a sad and lonely view
Of a melancholy moon
My pillow smells like your perfume
Missing you in my blue bedroom
You left a red dress, some purple shoes
That silver comb that you never used
A yellow ribbon from your hair
Baby youre still everywhere
In my blue bedroom
In my blue bedroom
Ive got a sad and lonely view
Of a melancholy moon
My pillow smells like your perfume
Missing you
Im needing you
Baby I want you
In my blue bedroom
song performed by by Toby Keith
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Dancing With The Mountain
(graham russell, michael sherwood, david young)
Hot sun as warm as the kissing of the wind
Footsteps in perfect time
Heartbeat as loud as the whisper in the wood
Hold me this dance is mine
The dance is mine
We are alone, your love excites me
You are the earth moving inside me
I feel like dancing with the mountain
Feel the rhythm walking on air
Feel like dancing with the mountain
Feel the rhythm dancing with the mountain
We climb up into the shelter of the sky
Footsteps on higher ground
Your voice as soft as a river running dry
Hold me this dance is mine
We are alone, your loves exciting me
You are the earth moving inside me
I feel like dancing with the mountain
Feel the rhythm walking on air
I feel like dancing with the mountain
Feel the rhythm dancing with the mountain
I feel like dancing with the mountain
Feel the rhythm walking on air
I feel like dancing with the mountain
Feel the rhythm dancing with the mountain
song performed by by Air Supply
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The Case Of The Window Pain
an astute answer
discerning shrewd
would surely mention
this wit must be
personification
of a window pane
as for the window pain
perhaps the window is shamed
perhaps the window is dirty
as for the window pain
perhaps the glass is cracked
small large cracks streaked
as for the window pain
perhaps cricket ball punctured
victim of circle game holed
as for the window pain
perhaps the window is broken
glass shards bear crime witness
as for the window pain
perhaps window frame rots
an old window in house derelict
as for the window pain
perhaps the window witnesses
child abuse domestic scenes violent
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Dance..Without Music
Life is a dance which leads each one of us to the ultimate truth-Death. Here I am traveling towards my coffin, not walking but dancing. Without music, without obliged to any defined rhythm, I am inching towards it, towards my coffin. Throughout my dancing once again I am watching everything...
I am dancing without music
Dancing without definite steps
Without a rhythm and melody
Dancing towards the coffin
Daylight creeping away streets
Through the deserted ferries
Windless deserts and silence
I am dancing without music
Through colorless dreams
Through unspoken whispers
Through cemeteries
I am dancing without music
I am dancing without music
Dancing without definite steps
without a rhythm and melody
Dancing towards the coffin
Without wearing glass shoes
Without a stockings
Without feeling bleeding feet
I am dancing without music
Through burned gardens
Through spring never visited valleys
Through silence filled emptiness
I am dancing without music
I am dancing without music
Dancing without definite steps
Without a rhythm and melody
Dancing towards the coffin
poem by Raj Thampi
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Rudi And Me Doing The Tango
I watch dancing on TV – So You Think You
Can Dance and Strictly Come Dancing, and I
dream – that is Rudi and me doing the tango,
there we go, entranced in a dreamy waltz, here
we come in an exciting Bossa Nova, then we
do a fast Foxtrot, Rudi is laughing at me, he
says he would never dance like that, sway his
hips, playing tricks, I pout and say I want to
dance again with him; so he waltzes me to his
bedroom, he says the only dance he really likes
is a tango for two flat in bed, when he gets to
feed his eyes, lips, hands and tongue on his
partner’s gyrating body parts, he makes me
laugh; I bite at him and complain it’s not a
dance when lying down, he says I asked for
it and drags me off into the kitchen where he
exhibits his culinary skills and gourmet taste
in quite a novel way, given the main dish is
me, Louise Tredoux, the Pastor’s daughter,
oh, how I’ve fallen from quiet religious con-
templation, and oh, how I’m rising on the
wings of ecstasy – becoming nourishment
for the man I love - in all my dignity –
on the kitchen table!
poem by Louise Tredoux
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Flies and Humans
I sat in my bedroom
watching as two flies
repeatedly flung themselves
at the window
trying to get outside.
Of course
they do not understand
the concept of glass.
They keep trying
and I keep watching.
Then I thought,
maybe they are safer in here
behind these walls.
Yes, they are.
I resigned myself
from this contemplation
and decided
to let them stay.
Then another part of me emerged
and thought:
This fly is going to
die eventually
in fact, very soon.
I think it
would rather die
flying limitlessly
through fresh air
into the sun
into the wind
out of here.
And although
its existence
is futile
it will die
doing exactly
what it should be
in exactly
the right place.
So I open the window
and they fly out to freedom,
to die.
And then I sat realizing
Those flies are a lot like us humans
only they have the courage
and the drive
to fly.
We just keep
flinging ourselves
at the window
even though
we know exactly
how to open it.
poem by Vanessa Grixti
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