Down With The Ship
Well it's been past four years since we went down in flames
In the mouth of the lion's den
While we held our heads
We held our breath
And one by one we lost our only friends
We traveled in fast company and kept up with the pace
But that's no guarantee that we could ever win this race
We don't ask for much
Just a little to get by
Enough to keep us grounded while the rest are getting high
And while we play hard
song performed by by Nine Days from Three
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Hold On
I was doomed riding on top a black horse.
Whatever prize there was I could only observe where the troubles starts.
Where does it end?
I cannot be cured...mmm...but if...
I know life would be different if I held on, held on.
I know I could be something if I held on.
Gave her life away. Put it in my pocket when it should've been framed.
Oh lost it's shine. Gotta' get this out of my head, out of my head.
How could it end...end like this?
I could've been...
I know life would be different had I held on, held on.
I know I could've been something had I held on, held on.
I know I could be something if I held on, held on.
I know life would be different if I held on, held on.
Held on, held on, if I held on, held on, if I held on, held on, if I held on.
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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My Castle In The Sand
I held on tightly to my child
Tightly i held on
The waves were crashing overhead
But still i did hold on.
The waters drove us up the street
Past where friends and i would meet
Dashing down their houses
And leaving not much there
But i held yes i held on
And on my lips there was a prayer
That these torrents would not make me weak
That somehow i would find
Some calm some peace some easiness
And the earthquake left behind
I held on god i held on
To that tender little hand
She was now my sole ambition
And my castle in the sand.
I caught my breath
A hundred times
A hundred times or more
All that i was grasping was
Her clothes and nothing more.
poem by David Keig
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Youth’s End
I HAVE held my life too high,
Spring and harvest, love and laughter, smile and sigh.
I should have held it lightly, like a young leaf rent in haste
From the willow in the waste.
A moment in my fingers; then it fluttered, then it fled,
A little flame of red,
To the God-beholding desert where the soundless years go by,–
I have held my life too high.
I have held my death too dear,
Shame or honour, peace or peril, pride or fear.
I should have held it softly, as the little cloud that flies
When the heron takes the skies.
I should have held it kindly as a passing whisper,–'Friend,
Here's the end,
Here the silver cord is loosened and the bowl is broken here,'–
But I held my death too dear.
poem by Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
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You Can Never Go Home Again
Its been forty years or so
But the dreams still remain
And, in them, I enter happiness.
I race home from school
And burst through the gates.
Where
My father
As always
Awaits with an ever ready smile.
The sun shines behind me
And his crisp ironed shirt does not prevent him
From lifting me up in his arms.
My father does not fear wrinkles..
I speak
In my sleep, a foreign tongue
It bursts from my lips
Like an overripe mango.
And,
I awake, remembering...
I was there again.
Now
After forty years
I walk over the threshold
To a home I remember from my dreams.
I must contain my emotions
Seal them in for I will burst.
I have traveled over land and sea
To stand here.
Perhaps
I was hoping as my feet touched this familiar earth,
I would go back in time...
I half expected my father's ghost to greet me.
Cigarette casually held between pearly white teeth.
His arms ready to embrace the son
He left so suddenly.
The rug was swept up from under me and
My lunges had the breath sucked out from them.
I was hoping to regain some lost oxygen.
My composure slips,
Cracks
Like these old walls that seem to have held the
Same memories I remember.
It's as if they knew I'd come back.
This was all they had left to give
And they waited for me.
They too had been dreaming of better days.
Long ago we lost a lot
The day my father died so suddenly.
I held the dirt from the courtyard in my hands and
Inhaled for his sent,
Caressed the iron gates as if I were touching
My long gone fathers face
And let the tears finally come.
poem by Rabia Minhas
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You Just Got To Live
You're running at too great a pace
You're hurruing way too fast these days
I wish there was a way that I could turn back time and then set off a new start
I wish that I could make you understand what really always kept us apart
Baby through the walls would stand
There was enough of cracks to let the rain come in
Maybe that's why I never held your hand
Because it all began where it all begins
You know it was a hard thing to do to forget when I always would see you
It's funny how we always seem to end up hurting someone when our day is through
You're speeding too fast for me now
You're leaving you were always lost somehow
It's like we always seemed to bet on different horses
Arriving as the other one would leave
It's as it our fired fed from different sources
I would be up missing you while you'd sleep
Baby...
You know it was...
You know it was...
And I realise I always seemed to hurt much more than you
song performed by by Quorthon
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When Our Day Is Through
You're running at too great a pace
You're hurruing way too fast these days
I wish there was a way that i could turn back time and then set off a new start
I wish that I could make you understand what really always kept us apart
Baby through the walls would stand
There was enough of cracks to let the rain come in
Maybe that's why I never held your hand
Because it all began where it all begins
You know it was a hard thing to do to forget when I always would see you
It's funny how we always seem to end up hurting someone when our day is through
You're speeding too fast for me now
You're leaving you were always lost somehow
It's like we always seemed to bet on different horses
Arriving as the other one would leave
It's as it our fired fed from different sources
I would be up missing you while you'd sleep
Baby...
You know it was...
You know it was...
And I realise I always seemed to hurt much more than you
song performed by by Quorthon
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Held Up With Just A Stick
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick,
It seems...
Held up with just a stick,
One's head...
Held up with just a stick,
Their arms and their legs...
Needing to be fed.
And...
Held up with just a stick,
One's pride...
Held up with just a stick,
Two eyes and two ears...
Living poverty so near,
To...
Famish it is clear.
And...
Held up with just a stick,
Hunger.
Held up with just a stick,
Life!
Held up with just a stick,
Blight!
And those who fight death in their sight.
Held up with just a stick,
Life!
Held up with just a stick,
Pride!
Held up with just a stick,
Blight!
And those who fight death in their sight.
Held up with just a stick,
And...
There's no benefit to it.
Held up with just a stick,
Life!
Held up with just a stick,
Pride!
Held up with just a stick,
Blight!
And living this is NOT a gift.
Held up with just a stick,
And...
There's no benefit to it.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kargil Warfare
Words shall never describe
what a soldier is
with a family brave
loosing in wars
all they have
yet smiling to the nation's pride
such is what a soldier is
for when they came with guns and arms
the soldier faced it all
heads held high
for the nation
he was ready to die
such is the sacrifice a soldier makes
and yes!
words shall never describe
what a soldier is
Kargil was the place
this time the fight was for mother land
the soldier could not be held
he marched
without fear
smoke rose high
there on the dusty land
fought the soldier
with no fear of death
he knew beneath
he had to win
and yes he did
his land he saved
but lost many his friends
and we salute
bow our head
for our words shall never describe
what a soldier is.
poem by Areena Arora
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Love Like The Video
She sends her smile by satellite
Steaming up the screen at night
Got the mouth, knows how to squeeze
Every line of make-believe
In the flesh, just like a dream
Fingers touch the fantasy
To hold so close, her lips near mine
Bodies on the borderline
Oh, when the lights went down
I held my breath
But she held the freeze frame
Love like the video
Why cant she love like the video
Captured hot on thirty-five
Tempting all to idolise
Leading lady, pleading man
Picture post, l.a., cannes
Every take is just like the first
Every fake so well rehearsed
Passions are the cruelest part
Deception in the coolest heart
Oh, when the lights went down
I held my breath
But she held the freeze frame
Love like the video
Why cant she love like the video
song performed by by Asia
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A Cave Like A Grave
I've put your love in a cage
I've held your love and your pain
With both of my hands with my regrets
I've dumped your love and my regrets in the cage
Since the day that you've gone
Journey for me has begun
I've hidden your love and It's pain
I've dug the cave like a grave
I've held the memories with my hand
I've touched the pain, Ah I cried vain
One by one I've added them to the cave
All your promises were undone
You've gone.
I've put the cave like a grave
Upon my shoulders I held your ache unaware
Years long years you were there
Inside my heart never went
I've held you with me in rough
I cried, I suffered pain, oh in vain
I held you with me all these years. Never could leaving the past years
I've held them like a bag
filled with fires and with pain
Since the day that you've gone The misery of love for me was begun
Today I want you to know
I've thrown away the cage including all your aches
I left my soul free, out of the grave of your love
The journey for me has found an end.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Your Scent
Your scent encases me
My second skin
It permeates everything
All at once satiating
While leaving me hungering for more
Leaving me open
Right down to my very core
Your scent encases me
Driving out the demons of memory
For new paths to be formed
Along their wake
Cementing new paintings in place
Ignoring the gossamer wings of time
So easily torn
Your scent encases me
My every breath waiting
To be set free
Time obliging, abiding
My whim
To be within your breath
Within your arms
Surrounded by the trail of your secret, your soul
Your scent encases me
Holding fast their silken bonds
And, oh rapture
To be held by such luxurious tethers
Held fast to your lust, your need
Only matched by the flames within my breast
The fires that only moments ago were mere embers
Slowly, your breath on my skin, your scent in my hair, come to life
Your scent encases me
I am left in darkness
No light does penetrate
My only salvation, your whispered words
I follow those sounds, those wisps of pure lust
My every breath taking in sweet passion
Your passion, my passion, our passion, as one we are once more.
poem by Joy Vanderhelm
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Become You
I heard you sing a rebel song
Sung it loud and all alone
We can't afford the things you save
We can't afford the warranty
Well i see you walking in the glare
Down the county road we share
Our southern blood my heresy
Damn that ol' confederacy
It took a
Long time to
Become the thing
I am to you
And you won't
Tear it apart
Without a fight
Without a heart
I'm sorry for what you've learned
(learned)
When you feel the tables turn
To run so hard in your race
(race)
Now you found who set the pace
The landed aristocracy
Exploiting all your enmity
All your daddies fought in vain
Leave you with the mark of cain
It took a
Long time to
Become the thing
I am to you
And you won't
Tear it apart
Without a fight
Without a heart
It took a
Long time to
Become you
Become you
The center holds so they say
(it never held too well for me)
It never held too well for me
(the center holds so they say)
I won't stop short for common ground
(that vilifies the trodden down)
That vilifies the trodden down
(i won't stop)
The center held the bonded slave
For the sake of industry
(ah)
The center held the bloody hand
Of the executioner man
(ah)
It took a
Long time to
Become the thing
I am to you
And you won't
Tear it apart
Without a fight
Without a heart
It took a
Long time to
Become you
Become you
It took a
Long time to
Become you
Become you
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Fall to Earth
The stubborn little Maple leaf
held on when all its fellows fled.
They carpeting the ground beneath
a vast lushscape of gold and red.
Leaf held on through wind and rain,
the last survivor of its race.
Leaf held on past Turkey day
maintaining there its pride of place.
Then Leaf grew lonely, I suppose-
Like the summer's final rose.
Leaf envied then the flakes of snow
Who fluttered past to their repose.
Then, just as winter came to call,
Leaf felt a tug and then a snap.
Flying, tumbling on the winds
Fall to Earth. Fade to black.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Hard To Say
The singer finished singing and she's walking out
The singer sheds a tear, her fear of falling out
And it's hard to say how I feel today
For years gone by and I cried
It's hard to say that I was wrong
It's hard to say I miss you
Since you've been gone, it's not the same
My worries weigh the world, how I used to be
And everything, I'm cold, seems a plague in me
And it's hard to say how I feel today
For years gone by and I cried
It's hard to say that I was wrong
It's hard to say I miss you
Since you've been gone, it's not the same
It's hard to say I held my tongue
It's hard to say if only
Since you've been gone, it's not the same
Worse than the fear it's the lie you told a thousand times before
Worse than a fear it's the knife
But it's hard to say how I feel today
For years gone by and I cried
It's hard to say that I was wrong
It's hard to say I miss you
Since you've been gone, it's not the same
It's hard to say I held my tongue
It's hard to say if only
Since you've been gone, I'm not the same
It's hard to say (God, it's hard to say)
Since you've been gone,
I'm not the same
song performed by by Used
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We got lucky tonight
I'm standing still on my drive
I hear the crowd marching on
the road with their heads held high
holding the most love I've ever saw
all as one with signs saying stop the war.
Mothers who have lost their sons
claimed as heroes they are dead
due to oil and the bulls eye guns
you run from
propaganda, goverments and queens
as I follow the marines.
But now I watch my mother cry
marching with her sign held high.
So where are you?
where ever you are?
if you are at work?
or sat in your car?
if you are at home?
or when you get home
turn on your tv
watch the news
watch the news
if a soldier has not died
then we got lucky tonight.
My mother watches it
and she doesnt know I am by her side.
poem by Daniel McCann
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Perdido
Perdido,
I look for my heart
Its perdido
I lost it way down in torito
The day the fiesta started
Bolero,
I sway that they play the bolero
I kissed me the listing sombrero
And thats when my heart departed
High, was the sun when I held him close
Low, was the moon when we said, adios
Perdido
My heart ever since is perdido
I know I must go to torito
To find what I lost perdido
(scat)
High, was the sun when I held him close
Low, was the moon when we said, adios
Perdido
Goodnight perdido
I lost perdido
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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George Jones Reflects
It's up an' down, as me father said,
An' his as went before him
Good days could never turn his head
Nor the worst of seasons floor him.
(Said old george Jones). I've heard him say
Full many a time an' often,
'The man who knows no evil day
Ain't toughened so he can out-stay
Good times, in which men soften.'
See-saw. 'Tis the older law
That's ruled the world since Adam.
If men ain't sipped the bitter cup,
How can the good days cheer 'em up?
They never know they had 'em.
So, by-an'-large, I'm sorter glad
I've had a chance to share 'em
These long, lean years we've lately had.
Now good years come we've got the bad
With which we can compare 'em.
I've heard men say the land is done
Because the hard times fool 'em.
Poor simple loons, they ain't begun
To know the laws wot rule 'em.
'Men ain't learned yet to live on air,'
I've hard my ole dad chuckle.
'Stick to the land. All wealth lies where
Earth bids all men to seek it, e'er
When life gets near the knuckle.'
See-saw. 'Tis the olden law;
An' laws help them as learned 'em.
An' us ole stagers wot held fast
To earth, now clear days down at last,
Why, praise the Lord, we've earned 'em.
Hard earned (said old George Jones) most ways
High prized. New loads is lighter,
Us, who held fast can well spare praise,
Aye, even for then strengthenin' days
That makes these good days brighter.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Life's Race
All want, the best things of Time
Burn ourself and always whine
Regret & lament, nothings good enough
Life was hard and too much tough
Magnify the context, Content unknown
Left the meaning of life Alone
Our much is little, more is less
Wants are the Needs, We always Press
Such higher and Intelligent Beings
Who take Life as End, not just Means
Purpose was Happiness, finding Glee
Accessed by some who were free
Rest ran Fast and Won their Race
But Lost to Life, when matched Pace.
poem by Samima Shah
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Some hypocrites and seeming mortified men, that held down their heads, were like the little images that they place in the very bowing of the vaults of churches, that look as if they held up the church, but are but puppets.
quote by William Laud
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We must go fast, because the race is against time.