Tea and Coffee
Thunder slowly rumbles the night
Rain cleans the streets and washes
Lightening flashes and lights the room
I enjoy the sounds like an orchestra
Like fine music swelling with life
Even the chill tonight feels so true
The past ties in to the present future
Natural sounds can be so peaceful
We both like to write with atmosphere
I wonder if the Browning’s wrote like this?
She drinks a hot tea I prefer a coffee
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Music Sounds Better With You Lyrics (ft. Mann)
i tried to write this down
the words just don't come out
it's hard to say how you feel
been down the longest road
said yes when i meant no
i lost control of the wheel
cause you know that
things get so bad
you've got my back
make me wanna sing, and girl i'll sing about ya
no sweeter sound than what i've found
no perfect love could be more perfect than us
oooo baby
it feels like
it feels like
music sounds better with you
baby
it feels right
it feels right
everything's better with you
i used to think that love
was something fools made up
cause all i knew was heartbreak
oh, i couldn't help myself
let this heart go through hell
there's only so much a heart can take
cause you know that
things get so bad
you've got my back
make me wanna sing, and girl i'll sing about ya
no sweeter sound than what i've found
no perfect love could be more perfect than us
oooo baby
it feels like
it feels like
music sounds better with you
baby
it feels right
it feels right
everything's better with you
every song
every rhyme
every word
is better with you(music sounds better with you)
every day (every day)
all of the time (all of the time)
every way
music sound better with you
she's my music enhancer
when the music plays she's my dancer
when i'm around her everything's faster
every question i have she's the answer
i'm head over heels
can't explain that this all so real
when i'm around you baby you make me feel like
everything's better with you
oooo baby
it feels like
it feels like
music sounds better with you
baby
it feels right
it feels right
everything's better with you
oooo baby
it feels like
it feels like
music sounds better with you
baby
it feels right
it feels right
everything's better with you
the music sounds better with you
music sounds better with you
poem by Jojo Jonna
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Rhythms of the Night
Seduced by the rhythms of the night
Sounds of People Laughing
People Singing
People Dancing
Entices me nearer to the source
The night streets covered in fog
I venture down the cobblestone streets
to find the source
The sounds of the street beat
that move my feet
The music eminates from a dark alley
through a side door.
The music Pumping...Thumping
set afire by the music
The music and my soul become one
My feet dance aflutter
Shutter I think to what the future holds
As you and I embrace into one body
Engulfed into One
Nothing around us matters
Just You and I
Peter B LeBuhn
poem by Peter LeBuhn
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Once Heard-now Remembered
Light as a feather
she twirls, she spins
and that's before
the music begins.
The music's been playing.
It's not been heard.
But in her memory
her heart is stirred.
Since silence has come
all the music is done.
She relies on her past
when sounds were the sun.
In her head the tune's playing.
She feels it and starts swaying.
The sounds of the words
have all gone away.
But not the music,
it will always stay.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Thunder and Lightning (Love Poem)
Flashes of lightening in darkness freeze the moment
A freight train of thunder rumbles across the night sky
I love to sleep with the girl whose love spans the miles
Your sleepy voice hello makes my heart beat faster
Distant Vienna ballet memories and Loos bar champagne
I love to wake with the girl whose cuddles chase the cold
Lost alone in this big bed your comforting arms are absent
Together in dreams but our bodies chill with the distance
I love to be loved by the girl with the beautiful smile
poem by Ian Beckett
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The storm...
A breeze enhanced becomes a wind, nature is aroused.
Clouds accumulate, skies become grey and hostile.
Rain drops fall like tears of life without emotion.
Electric streaks explode from a scowling sky.
Thunder rumbles follow closely, the voice of life echos.
Rain intensifies to become a torrential orchestra.
A crescendo of raindrops beating out lifes rythm.
Fingers of lightening stretch down to mother earth.
Thunder follows closely behind, a deafening cry.
The wind now a tempest showing tremendous power.
The sight of such power makes me feel so small.
The smell of natures energy purifies my soul.
The sound of this incredible event so monumental.
The taste of the rain on my tongue so pure.
The wind battering my body feels so perfect.
I laugh at the storm, show me your best.
As life moves around me, I wait and witness.
The storm so breathtaking, makes me feel reborn.
In this moment i am caressed by the hand of nature.
The storm is my life... My life is the storm...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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The Morning World
this morning world of mine
used to be calm and peaceful
like my secret pond
where the only guests are
the blue kingfisher and the
yellow fish
on a predator-prey relationship
on a stalemate of who's gonna
eat who at the end
of the day
don't get lost for i am not through yet
i may be lost myself
these few days but i still have a hold
of the rope that they hang
on the beam of the ceiling of my
house
this morning the world is giving
me the sounds of thunder
with flashes of lightning like
a disco house enclosed to
rock loud music,
i prefer to be naked again
and go back to sleep.
the signs are bad and i do not want
to be part of any rage
any anger any pain anymore
i do not want to be a part of this
conspiracy to inflict
to eat what i cannot swallow
to digest what poisons me
i prefer to make love with you
rather than scream and be one of those
bad souls in a devil's party.
i hate conflagrations.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I need a past
Dalliance frozen like a tight snare
Recorded off wood floors
Appreciate a melody felt
Delivered and waiting for you
Does she love me concerns
Nerves as weak as the moon
My stereo is so nice
Writing in my dining room
Strong coffee and cream and sugar
I fall in love so easy
it's hot with a breeze
Modern poetry is so free
Some control freaks don't like it
Do you want a slice of my life
a little slice of time
Real and true and splintered
The music is sweet
I still somehow think I touched you
Going for a long walk in an hour
so green out
so lush and plush
Some times when I write
it feels like heaven
My dining room is nice lots of wood
cross breeze and a fan
I need the past
I certainly want a future
but a past is important
My past seems to protect me
Do you know what I mean?
People with a bad past seem off
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Warm Sound
Faith sealer
I don't feel you
Don't hear you speak
Maybe
Someone else will
Help you to see
Warm sounds
Falling slowly
Takes the time away from me
Warm sounds
Feeling no pain
Taking the time away from me
Fake feeler
I see through you
With my eyes closed
Warm sounds
Falling slowly
Takes the time away from me
Warm sounds
Feeling no pain
Taking the time away from me
They can't tell me
What they can't see
How it feels here
Just how it feels here
Just how it feels here ...
song performed by by Zero 7
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The Summer Rain
It rained whilst we were dancing
and our clothes became wet through.
Your blouse clung to your body
and I got closer to you.
We kissed and danced as it poured
and our body heat rose in the air.
The music was soft and romantic
and our hands were everywhere.
Our clothes fell onto the balcony
in the warm August rain,
but still we kept on dancing
as our passions remained.
Flashes of lightening and thunder
brought a chill to the air,
so we danced into the bedroom
and continued in there.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Raindrops
Baby, is it all right if I break it down and give you something romantic?
I figured since it's raining, this would be the perfect time for us?.
Can you hear the sounds of the, love angels calling us
Sweet violins and harps playing, then suddenly there's this kiss of trust
Hook:
Dapper then the morning dew, tonight has chosen me and you
And girl I vow to make everyone of your fantasies come true
I can hear, horns sounding, bells ringing, a full orchestra and a choir singing
The oceans calm and the rivers flowing, it feels so good, keep on going
Chorus:
Raindrops keep falling on our heads, as we make love
We won't stop, the rain keeps falling down, on both of us
Raindrops keep falling on our heads, as we make love
We won't stop, the rain keeps falling down, on both of us
Can you see the flowers blooming, slowly as the seasons change
The gift of joy is founded when I softly hear you call my name
Rose petals, and all these oils, surrounded by 100 candles
An eagle delivers a letter that says the night will last forever
Hook:
Dapper then the morning dew, tonight has chosen me and you
And girl I promise to make everyone of your fantasies come true
I can hear, horns sounding, bells ringing, a full orchestra and a choir singing
The oceans calm and the rivers flowing, don't you stop, keep on going
Chorus:
Raindrops keep falling on our heads, as we make love
We won't stop, the rain keeps falling down, on both of us
Raindrops keep falling on our heads, as we make love
We won't stop, the rain keeps falling down, on both of us
Through all the trees, the smooth wind blows then suddenly a rainbow?
And an ocean filled with white sailboats and huge waterfalls that overflow
See those in well ar
song performed by by R. Kelly
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Lightning Strike
The lighting brings back memories.
The thunder shows my anger.
As the rain washes it away.
the birds fly by, I see my dreams.
As they go home. they're stolen from me.
As the rain washes it away.
The pedal filled with rain drops, I know I'm hurt.
As the rain drops roll off, they're like my tears.
As the rain washes it away.
The clouds are like my soul.
They hide the sun, like I hide my feelings.
As the rain washes it away.
As I sit on my porch,
Watching the rain wash things away.
I see that the storms a lot like me.
poem by Fugly Fool
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Live It Up
(leon huff)
Now, you work all week just to make that money, yeah
A-waitin for the weekend to finally come, yeah, heah
So, now that the weekend is finally here
Theres nothing but music in the atmosphere
So, come on everybody, lets live it up, yeah
The music sounds good and the beat is so groovy, yeah
It really sounds good cause it really, really moves me, yeah
Oh, dancing dances wont cost you a dime
Listen to the beat and youre bound a good time
So, come on everybody, lets live it up, yeah
Listen to the music, cause it sounds so sweet
So, come on everybody
It makes you wanna move your feet, oh yeah
Live it up, living it up, oh, live it up, baby
Come on, live it up, live it up, live it up, yeah, heah
The music sounds good and the beat is so groovy, yeah, come on now
It really sounds good, cause it really, really moves me, yeah
So, now that the weekend is finally here
Theres nothing but music in the atmosphere
So, come on everybody, lets live it up, yeah, I said come on, and live it up, baby
A-come on, and live it up, yeah, I said
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Crying In The Rain
The night it was pouring
I sat by my bed
Hoping to find answers
That grew in my head
I looked out through the window
And nothing could I see
Besides the rain that poured
And brought misery
Lost in my thoughts
I searched for some clues
What was I thinking
As tears fell through
So many questions came to my mind
From past to present...none could I find
So I stepped out in the rain where none could see me cry
Besides thunder and lightening that would come and go by.....
poem by Meena Mustafa
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Fading
[VERSE 1]
Every single night
As I walk alone
Down the empty streets
That I call my own
The rain is falling lightly
Resting on my head
The streets are cold and empty
The city lights are dead
A thunder clap is heard
In the brooding sky
The lightning flashes past
Lighting up my eyes
I see the broken skyline
Calling me to play
A savage voice is singing
I cant turn away
Through the empty building
To the hollow sound
Echoes in the darkness
Screaming all around
Lingering temptation
Followed close by death
I know your coming nearer
I can feel your breath
[END VERSE 1]
Save Me!
[CHORUS]
Running through the darkness
In an empty room
Running through the shadows
Of my living tomb
The lights are fading faster
Falling into ash
The PHANTOMS are returning
Screaming from my past
The thunder clap is passing
Crumbling away
With the sudden silence
I see the light of day
[END CHORUS]
[VERSE 2]
The light of dawn is coming
Rising in the morn
Giving me a shelter
From this voice of scorn
As the doors they open
I run into the day
The voice of shadow follows
It will not go away
The night of storm is chasing
Running at my heels
I try to awaken
This can not be real
Screaming at the shadows
Make this nightmare stop
I run out of the building
As the rain begins to drop
Finally it is over
Finally I am free
I am in the sunlight
The voice cant follow me
I still hear the whisper
Calling me to play
I will not be taken
So I turn away
[END VERSE 2]
[LAST STANZA OF CHORUS] 2x
song performed by by ZeroHour
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Dimension Merge
For us the past has gone and the present moves on
into the yesterday of a future’s present time.
Despite living in the future’s past this will not last,
present and future will very soon combine.
Future or dimension, to some a misapprehension,
but they are one in the same.
If there’s more than one, they will follow on
to leave one, with it’s present name.
On merging we’ll realise we’ve no future to recognise,
and the past and present is all we’ll know.
The past will still be renewed, with each day used,
but the future will mean only tomorrow.
poem by Orlando Belo
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The Prison Door (Clangs Open)
the prison door clangs open,
the man in me set free.
with nothing left
but the clothes on my back,
and feet that know
the way home...
rain begins to fall
with the coming of night.
i seek shelter beneath a bridge.
staring into the blackness
i see, i think i see...
one solitary star.
a star that tastes like bread,
and meat scorched by the flame.
that feels like warm blankets,
clean sheets, the bare skin of a woman.
a light that pours, invades a room,
and fills the room with living.
water drips down my face,
mixes with tears...
my fists open and close,
my mind the same.
and all the sounds of the night
become the sounds of breathing.
the prison door clangs open,
the body carried on a stretcher.
the lights flashing turn off,
no more need to hurry.
the driver stares blankly,
tires whisper prayers on wet roads!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Execute The Sounds
I'm on a mad style
Underground, we come cool and deadly
With that natural sound
It make you feel so free, you no turn it down
Vibe 6-19 from the Southtown
And Jah know, what I and I wanna do
Because Jah know, I am man stay true
You know Jah know, the real who is who
Ain't no time to fake it, make ya feel brand new
It goes 1,2,3. The crew is called P.O.D.
And if you wanna go to the tip top
Break it down, with that one drop - Whyoo
Execute the sounds, and positive come around
Impact the sounds, positive all around
Execute the sounds, and positive come around
Impact the sounds, positive all around
Now why mess me, try to take his crown.
Babylon test me, we gonna smash em down
Original O.G. this is my playground
Don't take me seriously, you gonna feel it now
I man, you know the harder they come
Because I man, I'm gonna get the job done
You know I man, no they don't want none
Me never have to cheat cause me already won.
19'04, home to the real hardcore.
And you don't wanna sleep, don't talk
I'll break you down with that one drop - Whyoo
Execute the sounds, and positive come around
Impact the sounds, positive all around
Execute the sounds, and positive come around
Impact the sounds, positive all around
Execute the sounds, and positive come around
Impact the sounds, positive all around
Execute the sounds, and positive come around
Impact the sounds, positive all around
song performed by by P.O.D.
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True Laughter
So that's what it sounds like.
True Laughter.
I don't hear it that often.
Even when I do, it's quickly silenced,
usually by someone to afraid to let their guard down.
It sounds like running through the rain,
hands locked with friends that embrace who you are.
The friends that see through the stranger
that sometimes takes your place.
They don't even realize he's there
because truthfully,
he's not.
It sounds like tripping down memory lane,
reminiscing and smiling at awkward photos.
It sounds like talking to an old mentor that hasn't changed.
You show up on their doorstep two years late for class
and they still welcome you in.
It sounds like hot soup eaten in cold clothes;
sipping hot chocolate while watching
video tapes of an old friendship.
You smile and laugh,
because it was there and you had forgotten it existed.
Soon everyone's laughing because it was
and it is.
Then you realize
it always will be.
Huh
So that's what it sounds like.
True Laughter.
poem by Cary Kelly
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Xlii
' My future will not copy fair my past'--
I wrote that once; and thinking at my side
My ministering life-angel justified
The word by his appealing look upcast
To the white throne of God, I turned at last,
And there, instead, saw thee, not unallied
To angels in thy soul ! Then I, long tried
By natural ills, received the comfort fast,
While budding, at thy sight, my pilgrim's staff
Gave out green leaves with morning dews impearled.
I seek no copy now of life's first half:
Leave here the pages with long musing curled,
And write me new my future's epigraph,
New angel mine, unhoped for in the world !
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Sonnet XLII
' My future will not copy fair my past'--
I wrote that once; and thinking at my side
My ministering life-angel justified
The word by his appealing look upcast
To the white throne of God, I turned at last,
And there, instead, saw thee, not unallied
To angels in thy soul ! Then I, long tried
By natural ills, received the comfort fast,
While budding, at thy sight, my pilgrim's staff
Gave out green leaves with morning dews impearled.
I seek no copy now of life's first half:
Leave here the pages with long musing curled,
And write me new my future's epigraph,
New angel mine, unhoped for in the world !
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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