Do me a favour, bury me
If there is a timeframe for pain
if there is an expiration date for love
an expiration date for everything in life
I just wonder who decides the duration
are we protagonists or bit players?
Take this childish forever and give it a border
let it to fend for itself
this ridiculous feeling deserves your mockery
and when you'll have finished with it
do me a favour, bury me
Yesterday my son built Lego planes
the ultimate joy was to destroy them
that smashing reminded me of my mess
what a awkward image
well, I will cut my hair one day or another
Take this shame and wreak havoc on it
cover all with fresh flowers
this musty smell is unbreathable
and when you'll have finished with it
do me a favour, bury me
Anyway I guess I'm a little bit obsessed
and obsession is not healthy at all
but who can stop this necessity to know?
I have to get the back of the well
I will taste its water to see if it is drinkable or not
Take these sorrows and spit their poison out
I don't want to infect your soul
put a tight bandage on each wound
and when you'll have finished with them
do me a favour, bury me
poem by Ilaria Boffa
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Bury Me Now!
bury me now,
at the feet of your freedom.
bury me now,
in the bowl of your hunger.
bury me now,
in the healing balm.
bury me now,
in the hand that comforts.
bury me now,
at the foot of the birthing bed.
bury me now,
in the march for peace.
bury me now,
let my body be the bridge.
bury me now,
and give names to the faces!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Bury My Soul
if i died today
it would take my pain away
no more in the way
with no more to say
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
take my mind away from the misery
take my heart away from the mystery
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
i looked into your eyes
and i saw all the lies
my hate is now my fate
the more i try
the more i die
the more i die inside
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
i left to rest my soul
i buried my heart in the dark hole
turn the page
begin the new chapter
i surrender
i surrender my soul
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
bury my soul
bury my soul
poem by Bobby Butterfield
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Now When The Number Of My Years
NOW when the number of my years
Is all fulfilled, and I
From sedentary life
Shall rouse me up to die,
Bury me low and let me lie
Under the wide and starry sky.
Joying to live, I joyed to die,
Bury me low and let me lie.
Clear was my soul, my deeds were free,
Honour was called my name,
I fell not back from fear
Nor followed after fame.
Bury me low and let me lie
Under the wide and starry sky.
Joying to live, I joyed to die,
Bury me low and let me lie.
Bury me low in valleys green
And where the milder breeze
Blows fresh along the stream,
Sings roundly in the trees -
Bury me low and let me lie
Under the wide and starry sky.
Joying to live, I joyed to die,
Bury me low and let me lie.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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The Ultimate Sin
Overkill enough is enough
Theres nothing left of me to devour
Youve had your fill Im all I have left
What can stop your hunger for power
cos you took advantage of things that I said
Now the feeling is dead
And thats the ultimate sin
And thats the ultimate sin
Anyway I look at it now
The doors are closed and cannot be opened
Bury your anger and bury your dead
Or youll be left with nothing and no one
Theres no point in screaming cos you wont be heard
Now that tables have turned
It was the ultimate sin
It was the ultimate sin
It was the ultimate sin
I warned you then and Im warning you now
If you mess with me youre playing with fire
Winds of change that are fanning the flames
Will carry you to your funeral pyre
Its pulling you down
Its your final descent
Its too late to repent
When its the ultimate sin
When its the ultimate sin
When its the ultimate sin
When its the ultimate sin
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Song (Untitled #12)
Should thy love die;
O bury it not under ice-blue eyes!
And lips that deny,
With a scornful surprise,
The life it once lived in thy breast when it wore no disguise.
Should thy love die;
O bury it where the sweet wild-flowers blow!
And breezes go by,
With no whisper of woe;
And strange feet cannot guess of the anguish that slumbers below.
Should thy love die;
O wander once more to the haunt of the bee!
Where the foliaged sky
Is most sacred to see,
And thy being first felt its wild birth like a wind-wakened tree.
Should thy love die;
O dissemble it! smile! let the rose hide the thorn!
While the lark sings on high,
And no thing looks forlorn,
Bury it, bury it, bury it where it was born.
poem by George Meredith
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Chi
Pain!
Buried so far away. into my life of nothing
Sick of the same old things
So I dig a hole, bury pain!
Sick of the same old things
So I dig a hole, bury pain!
I am so high always. burying my life so slowly.
Sick of the same old things
So I dig a hole, bury pain!
Sick of the same old things
So I dig a hole, bury pain!
It opens my mind to feelings. cant face bottom without something.
Sick of the same old things
So I dig a hole, bury pain!
Sick of the same old things
So I dig a hole, bury pain!
Re-entering my head, feeling like Im god
With the world around me, cant you feel this pain?
Ripping through my heart!
Screaming through my mind!
Nothing I can kill!
Screaming a...
Lie! i! am!
Cant you tear my eyes out?
Cant you take my heart?
Away to heart
Good-bye...
Sick of the same old things
So I dig a hole this big
So I dig a hole this...
Pain, pain, pain...
song performed by by Korn
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Are My Poems Finished/ And I Finished With Them?
ARE MY POEMS FINISHED/ AND I FINISHED WITH THEM?
Are my poems finished
And I finished with them?
Each day has a beauty of its own
Light, wind, trees, colors, flowers.
All I see
The cracks in the grey pavement before me.
The cool cool wind at my back
The prayer ahead.
Even this poem is not properly finished
And I a fool racing and rushing
Through another
Again and again and again.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Bury Me In My Home
Let the soul creep in my shadow
Wake me up when you’re gray
Eat my meal, throw the ladle
Shine the sun, cast them away
Dig the hole in the ground
Bury me in my home
Break the bells, call no funeral
Don’t let them say the prayer
Say me bye, like my humor
Never become them, be my heir
You’d lose the foes you found
Bury me in my home
Save yourself with the sword
Avoid the burden of the shield
Fight them in the name of Lord
Follow the way, you can’t see
Dig the grave, make no sound
Bury me in my home
Face the demise, lose the war
Hug it with your pain
Keep your soul, not lose it far
Feel the surge of dying again
Do the job, you are bound to
Bury me in my home...
The zone that I own
Bury me in my home...
Bury me in my home...
poem by Usman Hanif
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Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee
Indian legislation's on the desk of the do right congressman
Now he don't know much about the issues so he picks up the phone
And asks the advice of the senator out in indian country
A darling of the energy companies their ripping off
What's left of the reservation
I learned the safety rule
I don't know who to thank
Don't stand between the reservation
And the corporate bank
They're sending federal tanks
It isn't nice but it's reality
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Deep in the earth
I said cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee
They got these energy companies
Who want to take the land
And they got churches by the dozens
Trying to guide our hands
And turn our mother earth
Over to pollution war and greed
Well
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
I said deep in the earth
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Won't you cover me with your pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
They got the federal marshalls
We get the covert spies
We get the liars by fire
We get the fbi
They lie in court and get nailed
And still leonard peltier goes off to jail
(the bullets don't match the gun)
Bury my heart at wounded knee
An eighth of the reservation
Bury my heart at wounded knee
It was transferred in secret
Bury my heart at wounded knee
We got your murder and intimidation
Bury my heart at wounded knee
My girlfriend anna may
Talked about uranium
Her head was full of bullets
And her body dumped
The fbi cut off her hands
And told us she died of exposure
Yeah right
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Oh deep in the earth
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Won't you cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Talk about a revolution
We had the gold rush wars
Why didn't we learn to crawl?
And now our history gets written in a liar's scrawl
They tell me " honey you can still be an indian
Down at the y on saturday night''
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
I said deep in the earth
Bury my heart at wounded knee
And cover me with your pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart
It was an eighth of the reservation
Bury my heart
It was transferred in secret
Bury my heart
Got your murder, murder, murder and intimidation
Bury me
Bury me
Bury me
Bury my heart
Bury my heart
Bury my heart
Bury my heart
song performed by by Indigo Girls
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Dig Your Grave
We were shootin' at a mound of dirt.
Well nothing was broken, nothing was hurt.
But I probably really should have been at work.
But if my freetime's gone, would you promise me this?
That you will please bury me with it?
Please bury me with it!
Well sure as planets come, I know that they end.
And if I'm here when that happens, will you promise me this my friend?
Please bury me with it!
I just don't need none of that Mad Max bullshit.
Well the suit got tight and it split at the seams.
But I kept it out of habit and I kept it really clean.
But if it's getting' faded, if it's runnin' outta thread,
Could you just do this for me my friend?
And please just please bury me with it?
Please bury me with it!
Well we moved to the left and moved to the right.
And sure as hell we stayed out almost every single night.
But if the party's over, if the fun has to end,
could you do this for me my friend?
Would you just please bury me with it?
Please bury me with it!
Good news for people who love bad news.
We've lost the plot and we just can't choose.
We are hummingbirds who are just not willing to move.
And there's good news for people who love bad news.
We are hummingbirds who've lost the plot and we will not move.
We have good news for anyone who loves bad news.
We were aiming for the moon. We were shooting at the stars.
But the kids were just shooting at the busses and the cars.
So don't drink the water, don't you breathe the air.
If it's gotten to that point then I have to declare:
That you please bury me with it!
Please bury me with it!
Well fads they come and fads they go.
And God I love that rock and roll!
Well the point was fast but it was too blunt to miss.
Life handed us a paycheck, we said, "We worked harder than this!"
Please bury me with it!
Please bury me with it!
We are hummingbirds who are just not going to move.
And there's good news for people who love bad news.
We are hummingbirds who've lost the plot and we well not move.
We have great news for anyone who loves bad news.
song performed by by Modest Mouse
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Bury Me With It
We were shootin' at a mound of dirt.
Well nothing was broken, nothing was hurt.
But I probably really should have been at work.
But if my freetime's gone, would you promise me this?
That you will please bury me with it?
Please bury me with it!
Well sure as planets come, I know that they end.
And if I'm here when that happens, will you promise me this my friend?
Please bury me with it!
I just don't need none of that Mad Max bullshit.
Well the suit got tight and it split at the seams.
But I kept it out of habit and I kept it really clean.
But if it's getting' faded, if it's runnin' outta thread,
Could you just do this for me my friend?
And please just please bury me with it?
Please bury me with it!
Well we moved to the left and moved to the right.
And sure as hell we stayed out almost every single night.
But if the party's over, if the fun has to end,
could you do this for me my friend?
Would you just please bury me with it?
Please bury me with it!
Good news for people who love bad news.
We've lost the plot and we just can't choose.
We are hummingbirds who are just not willing to move.
And there's good news for people who love bad news.
We are hummingbirds who've lost the plot and we will not move.
We have good news for anyone who loves bad news.
We were aiming for the moon. We were shooting at the stars.
But the kids were just shooting at the busses and the cars.
So don't drink the water, don't you breathe the air.
If it's gotten to that point then I have to declare:
That you please bury me with it!
Please bury me with it!
Well fads they come and fads they go.
And God I love that rock and roll!
Well the point was fast but it was too blunt to miss.
Life handed us a paycheck, we said, "We worked harder than this!"
Please bury me with it!
Please bury me with it!
We are hummingbirds who are just not going to move.
And there's good news for people who love bad news.
We are hummingbirds who've lost the plot and we well not move.
We have great news for anyone who loves bad news.
song performed by by Modest Mouse
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Joint
(dj can you play it as a favour for me? )
[scratch]
(dj can you play it as a favour for me? )
[scratch]
Dj can you play it as a favour for me
You know the joint that she shortys keep talkin about
Dj can you play it as a favour for me
You know the joint that makes em get down, get down
Take those
New records off the shelf
cause I aint dancin by myself
And youre the only one who can help
Uh huh
Saw this hunnie come through the back door
And I need to get her out on the floor
So get up on to your feet
By breakin you off a drink
cause you know what I came here for..
[chorus]
Dj can you play it as a favour for me
You know the joint that she shortys keep talkin about
Dj can you play it as a favour for me
You know the joint that makes em get down, get down
Dj can you play it as a favour for me
You know the joint that she shortys keep talkin about
Dj can you play it as a favour for me
You know the joint that makes em get down, get down
I love
Rockin, rockin
Hip hop with rock n roll
Mix it with a lil rhythm and soul
And you know that well be good to go
Uh huh
I think its time for the place to get hot
So dj make the beat drop
You better raise up your glass
And start shakin yo (ahh)
cause the party aint about to stop
[chorus]
Ima put another dime up in the jukebox
Let the music play all night long
Giving you a taste of southern comfort
Wraped up in a love song
Record man can we do it again?
Press rewind before the joint ends
cause Im about to pull a round up of seats
And I wont be ........... stand the heat
Ohhhhh
[bridge]
Burnin up, burnin up
The dance floors burnin up
Burnin up, burnin up
The joints like burnin up
Burnin up, burnin up
The dance floors burnin up
Burnin up, burnin up
The joints like burnin up
[chorus]
song performed by by O-town
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The Acquittance
Not knowing who should my Acquittance take,
I know as little what discharge to make.
The favour is so great, that it out-goes
All forms of thankfulness I can propose,
Those grateful levies which my pen would raise,
Are stricken dumb, or bury'd in amaze.
Therefore, as once in Athens there was shown
An Altar built unto the God unknown,
My ignorant devotions must by guess
This blind return of gratitude address,
Till You vouchsafe to shew me where and how
I may to this revealed Goddess bow.
poem by Henry King
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Time Is Running Out
i think i'm drowning
asphyxiated
i wanna break this spell
that you've created
you're something beautiful
a contradiction
i wanna play the game
i want the friction
you will be the death of me
you will be the death of me
bury it
i won't let you bury it
i won't let you smother it
i won't let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
i wanted freedom
but I'm restricted
i tried to give you up
but i'm addicted
now that you know i'm trapped
sense of elation
you'd never dream of
breaking this fixation
you will squeeze the life out of me
bury it
i won't let you bury it
i won't let you smother it
i won't let you murder it
and our time is running out
and our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
has it come to this?
oooooohh
you will suck the life out of me
bury it
i won't let you bury it
i won't let you smother it
i won't let you murder it
and our time is running out
and our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?
ooooooohh
song performed by by Muse
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Our Time Is Running Out
I think im drowning
asphyxiated
I wanna break the spell
that you've created
you're something beautiful
a contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction
you will be
the death of me
yeah, you will be
the death of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
and our time is running out
and our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
I wanted freedom
but I'm restricted
I tried to give you up
but I'm addicted
now that you know I'm trapped
sense of elation
you'll never dream of breaking this fixation
you will squeeze the life out of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
and our time is running out
and our time is running out
you can't push it underground
we can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?
yeah you will suck the life out of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
and our time is running out
and our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?
song performed by by Muse
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Teachers Are Afraid Of The Pupils
Theres too many people
Planning your downfall
When your spirits on trial
These nights can be frightening
Sleep transports sadness
To some other mid-brain
And somebody here
Will not be here next year
So you stand by the board
Full of fear and intention
And, if you think that theyre listening
Well, youve got to be joking
Oh, you understand change
And you think its essential
But when your profession
Is humiliation
Say the wrong word to our children ...
Well have you, oh yes, well have you
Lay a hand on our children
And its never too late to have you
Mucus on your collar
A nail up through the staff chair
A blade in your soap
And you cry into your pillow
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
Say the wrong word to our children ...
Well have you, oh yes, well have you
Lay a hand on our children
And its never too late to have you
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
Im very glad the spring has come
The sun shines out so bright
All the birds that are on the trees
Are singing for delight
song performed by by Morrissey
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Icebox
Stay until
You're sure that i'm asleep
Warm safe and very still
Give all my things away
Just wait until tomorrow
Bury me in sorrow
Cover me in joy
Every afternoon i wasted being mad at You
The things I never said
The things I can't say tomorrow
Bury me in sorrow
Cover me in joy
After death i'll think of You somehow
I'll have an eternity to think about tomorrow
I beg of You tomorrow
Bury me in sorrow
Cover me in joy
song performed by by Nada Surf from High/Low
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Bury My Heart
Bury my soul
Where the dust meets the sea
Turn it loose in a lonely place
Where man can still be free
Make up my clothes and sheets
In a ball, put them in the ground
Tell my children only truths
Teach them to be proud
Tell them dreams and miracles
When thy thunder stops
Bury my heart!
Bury my heart!
I was born a travelling trooper
But I laid my wings to rest
Once I beat myself in squallor
Now I feather up my nest
There are flags in my back yard
Colours on my wall
I pay my servant well
But I made the bastard crawl
>and I pretend no blessed evil soul
> that I dont hear that thunder start
Bury my heart!
Theres a lily in the valley
Where I brought the news to ro
I offered him my visions but
The heathen rose to go
So I took my shining sabre and I slew
My sinning friend
A christian burial was all he needed
To make him whole again
And I looked up way above me
And God rent the sky apart
Bury my heart!
Bury my heart!
Bury my heart!
Were gods chosen people
This and other truths I know
Put them into vicious practice
Because the Bible tells me so
And I drowned the noble savage
In the blessed holy water
I burned his filthy village
And I civilized his daughter
The liars in this world
Who say we shame the blood of christ
But killing is his mercy
And nits grow into lice
And all those gooks I napalmed
Man, I did it in gods name
When the fools put me on trial I shouted out
Im not to blame -- I did it for him!
I did it for him!
I did it for him!
He made do it!
He tore the heavens apart
Bury my heart!
Bury my heart!
Bury my heart!
Now Im going to wilderness
On a horse that I can trust
I will die where I fall
In the hot dry dust
And if you come to that place
Remember this truth
That he whos born to property
Is he whos born to lose
Will you bury my soul
Where the dust meets the sea
Will you bury my heart
At wounded knee!
Bury my heart
At wounded knee!
Bury my heart
At wounded knee!
Bury my heart!
song performed by by Waterboys
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Africa Rise!
Africa your kindness and loyalty should cover us,
Our enemies are alive and healthy,
We are bent and bowed down through the will of our sadness,
They have made us walk bowed in sadness,
Most of our lives we have wear black clothes as a sign of sadness,
Africa they should fall in their own traps,
Let them grumble in their own nets like fishes,
Let them bury themselves in their own pits,
Let them be embarrassed to speak their known lies,
But rise Africa.
As you do this, do not think you are doing us favour,
For you betrayed our ancestors,
You gave us away like sheep in the market place,
You took away all our talented blood to work in your fields,
You let our enemies push us back while you were watching,
You let them laugh at us but I will not say a thing,
You have allowed them barn our music, languages and attires,
But rise Africa.
My soul waits patiently to see you great again.
Who suppressed your growth shall grown in pain!
May their evil movement be like that of a snail, which melts as it moves,
May your enemies disappear as water as grass burned in water,
May they be destroyed quickly as grass burning in winter,
Until then, Africa will rise.
poem by Phinda Mkhonta
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Bring Back The Sun
Little white house
Its everything we dream about
We wanted you to know
Im hanging up my e-go...
We shouldnt have to fight
Or worry about the bills tonight
I wanted you to know
I wanna be your shadow
Mysterys gone
So bring back the sun
Oh bury this hate
Build it with love
The mysterys gone
So bring back the sun
Oh bury this hate
Build it with love, ho oh
Little batter high
Grass wasnt greener I found
Wanted you to know
Well I dug you up a rainbow
Mysterys gone
So bring back the sun
Oh bury this hate
Build it with love
The mysterys gone
So bring back the sun
Oh bury this hate
Build it with love
[guitar solo]
And I know
I know I failed you
And I hope
I hope we get through
Show me your hand again
And I know
I know I failed you
And I hope
I hope we get through
Soul signed hand
Mysterys gone
So bring back the sun
Bury this hate
Build it with love
The mysterys gone
So bring back the sun
Oh bury this hate
And build it with love
The mystery is gone
The mystery is gone
The mysterys gone
The mystery is gone mmm hmmm
The mysterys gone
Bring back the sun
Bury this hate
Build it with love
Little white house
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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