At The First Sign Of Early Morning Light (Sicilian Septet)
At the first sign of early morning light
there is something strange and incandescent
that is disposing of the darkest night
and when it is over, suddenly spent,
my very own eyes have got the first sight
of a new day that is from heaven sent
and everything is crystal clear and bright.
poem by Gert Strydom
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You're Gone
(HogarthKellyMosleyRotheryTrewavas)
You're gone. As suddenly as you came to me
Like nightfall followed dawn without a day between
You're gone and suddenly I can't see
I'm in the shadow of you
I'm in the shadow of you
I can see you in my minds rose-tinted eye..
Somewhere you're drifting by
Your heels rolling sparks on the lucky street
While here am I, left behind
Stunned and blind
But I can see you from here
I can see you so clear
You are the light
You are the light
You have the day
I have the night
But we have the early hours together
You're gone, and heaven cries.
A thunderstorm breaks from the northern sky
Chasing you back to the daily grind
You're gone. And where am I?
A haunted life
The ghost of your laughter
The half-empty glass
The half-empty glass
And I wait
'til midnight tolls
Two souls almost touching in the dark
I'll be allright
You are the light
You are the light
You have the day
I have the night
But we have the early hours
We have the early hours
We have the early hours together
song performed by by Marillion
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Love's Light: The Philosopher at the Window
The eyes, it's said, are windows of the soul;
and when I see your eyes so sparkling bright,
I see there beauty, truth and goodness; all
as one; the radiance of an inner light.
But I who, standing, gaze though windows here:
what does my own soul see by its own light?
Is what is seen, seen through dark glass, or clear?
Is others' radiance that of my own sight?
Strange fact: the outward play's less bright, less clear
than what I see to shine in others' eyes;
there seems less love in me, from me; less dear
the loving, than the love I see and prize!
These windows teach clear lessons to my soul:
first see my own self's light, to see the whole.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Early In The Morning
Early in the morning and I cant get right
Had a little date with my baby last night
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Now its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to all the places where we used to go
Went to your house but you dont live there no more
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to your friends house but she was out
Knock on your fathers door and he began to shout get out there boy
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to doogie chain to get something to eat
Waiter looked at me and said you sure look beat
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Early Morning
(pal waaktaar/ mags)
Early morning
Eight oclock precise
I see the lonely august sun arise
Say you know
You will
Move me like you do
Out on the fields...
Im waiting the whole night through
Early morning, early morning, yeah
Ran the whole way
Down to the tracks
Through the doorway, then a last look back
Say you know
You will
Save me like you do
Out on the fields...
Ive waited the whole night through
Early morning, early morning, yeah
I climbed all the stairways
To find the rooftop clear
Got the shotgun lying with me here
Say you know
You will
Move me like you do
Out on the fields...
You know how it feels, yeah
Early morning, early morning, yeah
Early morning
Eight oclock precise
song performed by by A-Ha
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Your Presence Is Strange But Familiar
Your presence is strange but familiar
like nothing I have known up to now
but coming to me with charm and loving
as you were designed to fit into me,
were designed to change my life for the better
like a sudden ray of sunshine appearing
suddenly in the darkest night you bring light,
you bring a strange serenity and to everything
a great kind of beauty while in the depths
of your dark eyes it is me that I see.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Anyone
Fate took a freeway to my room
Said to much while he stayed
And left too soon.
Bright on an evening sea,
He washed in with the tide
Deep in each others dreams
Where all but dreams had died.
Wretched in your thoughts
Gentle hate within the love you bought.
Words fade like flowers shadowed
There beneath your wall
Wind cries from every angle
Dead leaves left to wait for fall.
And in my darkest hour
When I can find no light
My goals are out of sight
And nothing warms the night.
I close my eyes
And with such sweet surprise
I can be anywhere
I can be anyone.
And in my darkest hour
When I can find no light
My goals are out of sight
And nothing warms the night.
I close my eyes
And with such sweet surprise
I can be anywhere
I can be anything
I can be anyone
I can be anyone.
song performed by by Yaz
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Anyone
Fate took a freeway to my room
Said to much while he stayed
And left too soon.
Bright on an evening sea,
He washed in with the tide
Deep in each others dreams
Where all but dreams had died.
Wretched in your thoughts
Gentle hate within the love you bought.
Words fade like flowers shadowed
There beneath your wall
Wind cries from every angle
Dead leaves left to wait for fall.
And in my darkest hour
When I can find no light
My goals are out of sight
And nothing warms the night.
I close my eyes
And with such sweet surprise
I can be anywhere
I can be anyone.
And in my darkest hour
When I can find no light
My goals are out of sight
And nothing warms the night.
I close my eyes
And with such sweet surprise
I can be anywhere
I can be anything
I can be anyone
I can be anyone.
song performed by by Yaz
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Resurrection Mary
(ian hunter)
(studio version)
(transcribed by justin purington)
In 1935 I was living in paradise, I had a friend up in cicero.
We used to go out to the track, wed knock a few whiskeys back.
Id lose my shirt and then I would lose my way home
I was driving my stutz black hawk through justice in the dark,
When suddenly the blood froze in my veins.
She was standing by the road in an incandescent glow,
My heart stood still, my foot slammed on the brakes.
She said please, please would you dignify my wish?
Im trying to get to heaven, could you tell me where that is?
On a wild chicago night, with a wind howling white,
I caught my first sign of resurrection mary.
I was trembling like a leaf, I was scared beyond belief,
After all my conscience aint that clear.
I used to work for mickey finn, I did the numbers for big jim
Perhaps my day of reckoning lies here?
I said please, please, I would dignify your wish.
But when it comes to heaven, Im just a little bit amateurish.
On a wild chicago night, with a wind howling white
I cheated time with resurrection mary.
And I felt tears form in my eyes,
For the first time I felt something deep inside,
And the first time I saw angels high in the air,
For the first time in my life,
And I said mary, go to the light, its gonna be alright.
I got down on my knees, I said sweet mary, please,
Dignify these wishes before you run.
Will you tell him Ive reformed, will you tell him Im reborn?
She closed her eyes and then she spoke in tongues
I said please, please, tell me what he said.
She said you must die
The day before the devil knows youre dead.
On a wild chicago night, with a wind howling white
I waved goodbye.
On a wild chicago night, oh with a wind howling white
I lost sight
Of resurrection mary
Of resurrection mary
Of resurrection mary
Of resurrection mary
With the naked eye
With the naked eye
With the naked eye
With the naked eye
There are a number of differences to the lyrics in the live version as performed at the mick ronson memorial concert at londons hammersmith apollo, 29th april 1994.
(live version, transcribed by wim woittiez)
In 1935 I was living in paradise, I had a friend up in cicero.
We used to go out to the track and knock a few whiskeys back.
Id lose my shirt and then Id lose my way home
I was driving my stutz back home through justice in the dark,
When suddenly the blood froze in my veins.
She was standing by the road in an incandescent glow.
My heart said run but my foot slammed on the brakes.
She said please, please would you justify my wish?
Im trying to get to heaven, will you tell me where that is?
On a wild chicago night, with a wind howling white,
I caught my first sign of resurrection mary, rm, rm, rm.
I was trembling like a leaf, I was scared beyond belief,
After all my conscience is not clear.
I used to work with mickey finn, I did the numbers for big jim
Perhaps my day of reckoning was here?
I said please, please, Id love to dignify your wish.
But when it comes to heaven, Im just a little bit amateurish.
On a wild chicago night, with a wind howling white
I cheated time with resurrection mary, rm, rm, rm.
Yeah the tears were forming in my eyes,
For the first time, I felt something deep inside,
And for the first time I saw angels high in the air,
For the first time in my life.
I said mary, go to the light, its gonna be alright.
I got down on my knees and I said sweet mary, please,
Justify the wishes before you run.
Will you tell him Ive reformed, will you tell him Im reborn?
She closed her eyes and then she spoke in tongues
I said please, please, will you tell me what he said?
She said you must die
The day before the devil knows youre dead.
On a wild chicago night, with a wind howling white
Well I waved goodbye to ressurection mary, rm, rm, rm.
On a wild chicago night, with a wind howling white
I lost sight
Of resurrection mary
Of resurrection mary
Of resurrection mary
Of resurrection mary
With the naked eye
With the naked eye
With the naked eye
With the naked eye.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Passing Through
Although my light has shown,
And continues to clear my path.
There are those who stand by watching,
Without a firm grasp on a task...
Or one cared enough to master.
And I hold onto my light so tight.
Even in the darkest of night,
It is in my sight and delivers...
A sight that builds my appetite,
To 'hear' the jeers and whispers!
I snack on that as motivation swells.
An act that attracts my vocation to excell.
And I wont stop to dwell on diminished insight.
Not as bright as I keep my light burning!
I don't mind passing through them.
To hear of recipes that screwed him...
Or her!
I just don't want them blocking my way!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Save Me From Tonight
come unto me my lord,
save me from the darkest dark.
the wolf's howl, hold me near
and wipe away my lonely tear.
The day breaks with fiery alarm,
you leave my to be filled with ice.
I cry in the early morning light
while you leave, completely out of my sight.
you go onto war and fight
alongside others, you use all your might
Save me from the night
save me from the night
poem by Viktoria Lilith
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Light Of A Clear Blue Morning
Its been a long dark night
And Ive been a waitin for the morning
Its been a long hard fight
But I see a brand new day a dawning
Ive been looking for the sunshine
cause I aint seen it in so long
But everythings gonna work out just fine
Everythings gonna be all right
Thats been all wrong
cause I can see the light of a clear blue morning
I can see the light of a brand new day
I can see the light of a clear blue morning
And everythings gonna be all right
Its gonna be okay
Its been a long long time
Since Ive known the taste of freedom
And those clinging vines
That had me bound, well I dont need em
cause I am strong and I can prove it
And I got my dreams to see me through
Its just a mountain, I can move it
And with faith enough theres nothing I cant do
And I can see the light of a clear blue morning
And I can see the light of brand new day
I can see the light of a clear blue morning
And everythings gonna be all right
Its gonna be okay
I can see the light of a clear blue morning
I can see the light of a brand new day
Yes I can see the light of a clear blue morning
And everythings gonna be all right
Everythings gonna be all right
Everythings gonna be all right
Its gonna be okay
cause I can see the light of a clear blue morning
I can see the light of a clear blue morning
Yes I can see the light of a clear blue morning
Everythings gonna be all right
Its gonna be okay
I can see the light
I can see the light
Its gonna be all right
Its gonna be all right
Repeat...
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Crystal Charisma
As clear as crystal necklaces
Worn by celebrities
And snowflakes as each passes
Upon a wistful breeze,
Or spiders' webs with morning dew,
So gossamer, so fine,
Transparent is my love for you,
My sweetheart Valentine...
As clear as crystal solitaires
That grace 9-carat rings
And icicles mid Winter's airs
As each new Christmas brings,
Or skating rinks spread out for all
To while away an hour,
Your eyes to me send out their call
With such hypnotic power...
As clear as crystal stars at night
That twinkle 'gainst the sky,
As if to shine with all their might
Intent to mystify...
I look at you and feel the thrill
Of love reborn, 'Hooray! '
Yet wonder if I ever will
Declare that love someday...
As clear as crystal would life be
If you said, 'I love you! '
Then all my doubts would surely flee,
For what else could they do?
As clear as crystal is my love,
Alas, I'm oh so shy...
Till God grants courage from above,
All I can do is... sigh...
Denis Martindale, copyright, April 2012.
poem by Denis Martindale
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Some Silence Hanged Wordless Between Us
Next to a silver river, a clear stream
you were dreaming against a willow,
with a small smile, silent and satisfied
as if something great happened in the past
when your bright eyes suddenly caught mine,
words hang silently between us.
In your eyes light sparkled like stars,
a leave fell and glided away
when suddenly a plover called from the marsh
with others answering from far away
when your bright eyes suddenly caught mine,
words hang silently between us.
Where the water flows endlessly
you got quickly to your feet,
your glance went deep into my soul
and we could not evade our feelings,
when your bright eyes suddenly caught mine,
words hang silently between us.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Traveling Light
As I continue on my journey
I'm beginning to travel light
Preparing myself for tomorrow
the distance is out of sight
my suitcase is old and tattered
backpack is old and shattered
shoulder bag is not leather
imitation, I do think
waters of clear crystal
how I long to drink
threads breaking loose, unravel
many steps left to travel
so many things are idols
I don't need anymore
I'll understand it better
when I reach the other shore
learning to clear my pathway
for tomorrow is a better day
burden of this life
will suddenly wash away
in the stillness of the night
I'm beginning to travel light.
poem by Heather Burns
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Bill's Hard-On
When Bill was walking in Cupid's Garden
He suddenly got a tremendous hard-on,
He'd seen a lass with a naked breast
Who'd obviously taken off her vest.
She said to him 'I beg your pardon
It must be a shock to see me undressed! '
He said 'Don't worry, you haven't guessed,
But I was feeling quite depressed,
But now I see your sexy tit
I reckon I would like a bit,
So let's get quickly out of sight
And set the planets all alight! '
He claims that it went on all night
Until the sun rose warm and bright,
And in the early morning light
He shouted out 'THAT WAS ALRIGHT! '
Now it certainly makes his neighbours talk
When Bill decides to go for a walk! !
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Fright
I scream your name at night. My eyes full of tears and fright. From the sight of the lonely night. I’m losing sight. Cause I’m so full of fright. I cry at the sight of the ever lonely night. Cause she is in sight when I look at the night. I'll cry all night with that sight. Because without the light to my night. I’m full of terror and fright. Like a baby born without sight. I will always scream your name in fright. Because she is the light to my darkest of nights. Because I’m full of fight on that night. My heart is losing the fight.
poem by Dennis F. Rigdon Jr.
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The Fifteen Acres
I
I cling and swing
On a branch, or sing
Through the cool, clear hush of Morning, O!
Or fling my wing
On the air, and bring
To sleepier birds a warning, O!
That the night's in flight,
And the sun's in sight,
And the dew is the grass adorning, O!
And the green leaves swing
As I sing, sing, sing,
Up by the river,
Down the dell,
To the little wee nest,
Where the big tree fell,
So early in the morning, O!
II
I flit and twit
In the sun for a bit
When his light so bright is shining, O!
Or sit and fit
My plumes, or knit
Straw plaits for the nest's nice lining, O!
And she with glee
Shows unto me
Underneath her wings reclining, O!
And I sing that Peg
Has an egg, egg, egg,
Up by the oat-field,
Round by the mill,
Past the meadow,
Down the hill,
So early in the morning, O!
III
I stoop and swoop
On the air, or loop
Through the trees, and then go soaring, O!
To group with a troop
On the gusty poop
While the wind behind is roaring, O!
I skim and swim
By a cloud's red rim
And up to the azure flooring, O!
And my wide wings drip
As I slip, slip, slip,
Down through the rain-drops,
Back where Peg
Broods in the nest
On the little white egg,
So early in the morning, O!
poem by James Stephens
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Desires and Disillusions
heaven, grant me my wish
i want a sky, so clear and bright
with stars like pearls in the oceans of galaxies
and a crescent moon that will smile at me
heaven, please make it real
i want that starry night to suddenly turn so dark
and from nowhere i would see a spark
a star will fall and will glitter at my sight
heaven, that star will fulfill my childish wish
and i will wish that she'll be with me tonight
together we will watch the rain of fire
with shooting stars in that starless romantic sky
heaven, grant me my wish
i want a star to send her my message
i want a star so that she won't forget
she will remember forever that flash of my love
heaven, that is my wish
a shooting star for my miss..
poem by Mhawi Rosero
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At A Time When You Wanted To Leave On A Bright Morning (Villanelle)
From me do not take flight,
we should be happy at the brake of day
when the darkness is conquered by light.
In the morning suddenly everything is clear and bright,
even birds on the branches do twitter and play.
From me do not take flight,
know that my feelings for you are true and right,
are there in times of sorrow and when everything is gay,
when the darkness is conquered by light.
Even if at times we argue, at times in conversations fight
you still do love me even when you threaten to go away.
From me do not take flight,
sometimes you look lovely even through my tearful sight
and here now I beg you to stay,
when the darkness is conquered by light
and love me as intense as you did last night,
know my true feelings I pray.
From me do not take flight,
when the darkness is conquered by light.
poem by Gert Strydom
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On That Sunny Golden Morning (Flying Bird Sonnet)
On that sunny golden early morning
while the beautiful flowers of the spring
were opening and were suddenly flowering
closer to each other they were moving
in the field, under the sky in the hay
intimately did with each other play
to each other they were really hooked
while the day had a somewhat bright outlook
and from each other they looked away
early on a sunny glorious day.
While little birds were nearby chirping
they heard an enchanting small cuckoo sing
their intimate affections were stirring
content and spent the day was a blessing
poem by Gert Strydom
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