The Widow
When she smiles her love draws nigh,
When she weeps he doth depart,
And returns to the Heavens high
With an unwounded heart.
God would suffer him no such wrong
As that he should see her tears
Lest his heart be sad among
His young joyous peers.
Therefore shall her tears be dried,
Therefore her poor lips will smile,
So her darling by her side
May sit down awhile.
So she bends her will to learn
Patience high and heavenly mirth,
That her soldier may return
To his own hearth.
poem by Katharine Tynan
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This Old Heart Of Mine
Sylvia moy, brian holland, edward holland, jr. and lamont dozier
Oh, this old heart of mine
Been broke a thousand times
Each time you break away
I feel you're gonna stay
Lonely nights that come
Memories that flow
Bringing you back again
Hurting me more and more
Maybe it's my mistake to show this love i feel inside
Cause each day that passes by
You got me never knowing if i'm coming or going, but i
I love you
This old heart darling (darling) weeps for you
I love you, yes i do (yes i do)
These old arms of mine
Miss having you around
Makes these tears inside
Start falling down, well
Always with half a kiss
You remind me of what i miss
So i try to control myself
Like i'm gonna start fainting cause my heart stops beating, cause i
I love you
This old heart darling weeps for you (weeps for you)
I love you, yes i do (yes i do)
Oh i try to hide my hurt inside
This old heart of mine always makes me cry
The way you trat me leaves me incomplete
You're in for the day, gone for the week, now
But if you leave me a hundred times
A hundred times i'll take you back
I'm yours whenever you want me
I'm not too proud to shout it
To tell the world about it, cause i
I love you
This old heart darling (darling) weeps for you
I love you
This old heart darling weeps for you (weeps for you)
I love you
This old heart darling (darling) weeps for you
I love you, yes i do (yes i do)
song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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Her Child A Soldier
Her burdened soul, weeps dry tears.
Longing for the heart of her child.
A soldier.
Dark treacherous night.
Hidden plights.
Sad, saddened life.
Lost again.
Weeping men... Lost sins.
Forge on, forgiven sights.
And heights.
Quiet stories, unfound glories.
Oh, the heart of her child.
A soldier.
Dayless sleep, nightless dreams.
Only a man.
Desires arms of peace.
Peace... oh peace, how tragic does it weep.
Hopeful smiles come and pass.
Again to ravage a life.
Changed.
An invisible cage - holds faith.
Hope, … anger, … rage, … caged, … at bay.
Visible faces, and unseen places.
Oh, the truth of her child.
A soldier.
Her burdened soul, weeps dry tears.
Longing for the heart of her child... a soldier.
poem by Karen van Wyk
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Only A Soldier's Grave
Only a soldier's grave! Pass by,
For soldiers, like other mortals, die.
Parents had he - they are far away;
No sister weeps o'er the soldier's clay;
No brother comes, with tearful eye;
It's only a soldier's grave - pass by.
True, he was loving, and young, and brave,
Though no glowing epitaph honors his grave;
No proud recital of virtues known,
Of griefs endured, or triumphs won;
No tablet of marble, or obelisk high; -
Only a soldier's grave: - pass by.
Yet bravely he wielded his sword in fight,
And he gave his life in the cause of right!
When his hope was high, and his youthful dream
As warm as the sunlight on yonder stream;
His heart unvexed by sorrow or sigh; -
Yet, 'tis only a soldier's grave: - pass by.
Yet, we should mark it - the soldier's grave,
Some one may seek him in hope to save!
Some of the dear ones, far away,
Would bear him home to his native clay:
'Twere sad, indeed, should they wander nigh,
Find not the hillock, and pass him by.
poem by S.A. Jones
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He's my hero, He's my soldier
I live with a fear that most will never know.
The fear that one day soon,
I will have to let my soldier go.
Where will I be when I get that dreaded call?
I pray to God, please,
don't let his name end up on that wall.
How long will I have to wait
for him to come back to me?
How many nights,
will I stare at that empty space next to me,
the space where he should be.
But he is a soldier.
He's given me his heart and he's become my world.
If he must go I will hide my tears with a smile,
tell him I love him and will see him in awhile.
He will be far from me,
but never far from my heart,
We have a love not even a war can tear apart.
He is my soldier,
the love of my life,
hopefully one day I will be his proud wife.
If he should be called to duty
I will wait for him standing tall,
for he is my soldier, my hero.
poem by Charity Howard
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High Lonesome
High in a tree on the top of the hill
By the light of the lonesome ol moon
I hear the call of a lone whipporwill
Singing his mournful tune.
Way off in the night blows the long freight train
With a roar and a ramble of wheels
My poor heart is breaking with every refrain
Cause it sounds just like the way I feel.
And it's high lonesome
High lonesome, heartbroken and blue
High lonesome
Lil darling, I'm lonesome for you.
--- Instrumental ---
Do you ever get weary roamin around
Do you think of the sweet love we knew
Do you ever get lonesome the way I am now
Lil darling I'm lonesome for you.
And it's high lonesome
High lonesome heartbroken and blue
Its a high lonesome
Lil darling I'm lonesome for you.
It's high lonesome
Lil darling I'm lonesome for you...
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Only A Soldier's Grave
Only a soldier's grave! Pass by,
For soldiers, like other mortals, die.
Parents he had--they are far away;
No sister weeps o'er the soldier's clay;
No brother comes, with a tearful eye:
It's only a soldier's grave--pass by.
True, he was loving, and young, and brave,
Though no glowing epitaph honors his grave;
No proud recital of virtues known,
Of griefs endured, or of triumphs won;
No tablet of marble, or obelisk high;--
Only a soldier's grave--pass by.
Yet bravely he wielded his sword in fight,
And he gave his life in the cause of right!
When his hope was high, and his youthful dream
As warm as the sunlight on yonder stream;
His heart unvexed by sorrow or sigh;--
Yet,'tis only a soldier's grave:--pass by.
Yet, should we mark it--the soldier's grave,
Some one may seek him in hope to save!
Some of the dear ones, far away,
Would bear him home to his native clay:
'Twere sad, indeed, should they wander nigh,
Find not the hillock, and pass him by.
poem by Sidney Alroy Jonas
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Can't Be All Wrong (original Demo)
It is fire it is lightning
It is real it is frightening
Who will come who will go
Who'll be the last to know
Who is there when you're fighting
And I am here, now
Oh and I don't know if the feeling is gone
I can't say this is all that I want
When the tears have all dried
I still hold you inside and I
Know that this can't be all wrong
Threw the pain through the window
To the place where the wind blows
All this love all this time
Always the last in line
Never far from the shadows
And I am here, now
Oh and I don't know if the feeling is gone
I can't say this is all that I want
When the tears have all dried
I still hold you inside and I
Know that this can't be all wrong
It is here it is in you
We are all that we've been through
All these nights all these days
Always a better way
So much more than we could do
And I am here, now
Oh and I don't know if the feeling is gone
I can't say this is all that I want
When the tears have all dried
I still hold you inside and I
Know that this can't be all wrong
Hey, and I don't know if the feeling is gone
I can't say this is all that I want
When the tears have all dried
I still hold you inside and I
Know that this can't be all wrong
song performed by by Vertical Horizon
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Keep Me In Your Heart For Awhile
Keep me in your heart for awhile
When you think of me
Keep me in your heart for awhile
As I am in your dreams
Keep me in your heart for awhile
While you say goodbye
Keep me in your heart for awhile
One more time say I love you
Keep me in your heart for awhile
As you watch the seasons change
Keep me in your heart for awhile
Living like there is no tomorrow
Keep me in your heart for awhile
As you tell stories about me
Keep me in your heart for awhile
Remember all the times I took your breath away
Keep me in your heart for awhile
As you sleep I am lying next to you
Keep me in your heart for awhile
When you cry a tear for me
Keep me in your heart for awhile
As I watch over you
Being your Guardian Angel
Keep me in your heart for awhile
As you love me like I will always love you
Keep me in your heart for awhile
poem by Cody Wisneski
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Domestic Peace
Why should such gloomy silence reign,
And why is all the house so drear,
When neither danger, sickness, pain,
Nor death, nor want, have entered here?
We are as many as we were
That other night, when all were gay
And full of hope, and free from care;
Yet is there something gone away.
The moon without, as pure and calm,
Is shining as that night she shone;
But now, to us, she brings no balm,
For something from our hearts is gone.
Something whose absence leaves a void--
A cheerless want in every heart;
Each feels the bliss of all destroyed,
And mourns the change--but each apart.
The fire is burning in the grate
As redly as it used to burn;
But still the hearth is desolate,
Till mirth, and love, and PEACE return.
'Twas PEACE that flowed from heart to heart,
With looks and smiles that spoke of heaven,
And gave us language to impart
The blissful thoughts itself had given.
Domestic peace! best joy of earth,
When shall we all thy value learn?
White angel, to our sorrowing hearth,
Return--oh, graciously return!
poem by Anne Brontë from Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell (1846)
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Gacela of the Dark Death
I want to sleep the dream of the apples,
to withdraw from the tumult of cemetries.
I want to sleep the dream of that child
who wanted to cut his heart on the high seas.
I don't want to hear again that the dead do not lose their blood,
that the putrid mouth goes on asking for water.
I don't want to learn of the tortures of the grass,
nor of the moon with a serpent's mouth
that labors before dawn.
I want to sleep awhile,
awhile, a minute, a century;
but all must know that I have not died;
that there is a stable of gold in my lips;
that I am the small friend of the West wing;
that I am the intense shadows of my tears.
Cover me at dawn with a veil,
because dawn will throw fistfuls of ants at me,
and wet with hard water my shoes
so that the pincers of the scorpion slide.
For I want to sleep the dream of the apples,
to learn a lament that will cleanse me to earth;
for I want to live with that dark child
who wanted to cut his heart on the high seas.
poem by Federico García Lorca
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The Sea and Me
Light a lamp inside my home
so I may feel welcome from whence I roam.
For I have been gone for much too long.
I yearn to hear your sad sweet song.
The light of the lamp will say to me
that I have been missed too much by thee.
Such is the life of a man of the sea,
torn between work and his family.
I've missed the smell of food just cooked
and the taste of it and how it looked.
The time I've lost with you by my side
brings me all the tears I must hide.
The sea is my home away from you.
It's what I love. It's what I do.
But when I return from ventures on high
I know where my heart also does lie,
Between the sea and you, whom I love,
beneath the stars and the sky above.
Be patient my wife and pray for me
and keep the lamp lit so I may see
the warmth of the lamp that fills my heart
and keep it lit when I depart.
For the sea is calling and I must go
out where the waves and the wind doth blow.
Such is the life of this family of mine
as I sail the sea and they do pine.
God, grant them peace. Let the lamp stay lit.
For this life I love I cannot quit.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Thats How You Start Over
(m. mcdonald/e. sanford)
It may seem like the wrong time
To let somebody near
But baby dont fear me
I just want to lend an ear
You can run for cover
Oh, but darling, dont you see
For every smile theres a teardrop
And thats just how its gonna be
So it went wrong, somewhere down the line
But you cant hold on, its just a waste of time
Boy youre gonna laugh (just a little bit)
And live through some tears (just a little bit)
Until you finally learn (that the point of it)
Is that love will come again
Thats how you start over
Thats how you begin again
Thats how you start over
Anyone whos lost love
Always seems to swear
To never give your heart away
For someone to share
Listen to your heart, each beat brings you nearer
Till you understand, nothing seems too clear
Boy youre gonna laugh (just a little bit)
And live through some tears (just a little bit)
Until you finally learn (that the point of it)
Is that love will come again
Thats how you start over
Thats how you begin again
Thats how you start over
Love will come again
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Tears
THANK God, bless God, all ye who suffer not
More grief than ye can weep for. That is well--
That is light grieving ! lighter, none befell
Since Adam forfeited the primal lot.
Tears ! what are tears ? The babe weeps in its cot,
The mother singing, at her marriage-bell
The bride weeps, and before the oracle
Of high-faned hills the poet has forgot
Such moisture on his cheeks. Thank God for grace,
Ye who weep only ! If, as some have done,
Ye grope tear-blinded in a desert place
And touch but tombs,--look up I those tears will run
Soon in long rivers down the lifted face,
And leave the vision clear for stars and sun
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Monday Night May 11th 1846 / Domestic Peace
Why should such gloomy silence reign;
And why is all the house so drear,
When neither danger, sickness, pain,
Nor death, nor want have entered here?
We are as many as we were
That other night, when all were gay,
And full of hope, and free from care;
Yet, is there something gone away.
The moon without as pure and calm
Is shining as that night she shone;
but now, to us she brings no balm,
For something from our hearts is gone.
Something whose absence leaves a void,
A cheerless want in every heart.
Each feels the bliss of all destroyed
And mourns the change - but each apart.
The fire is burning in the grate
As redly as it used to burn,
But still the hearth is desolate
Till Mirth and Love with Peace return.
'Twas Peace that flowed from heart to heart
With looks and smiles that spoke of Heaven,
And gave us language to impart
The blissful thoughts itself had given.
Sweet child of Heaven, and joy of earth!
O, when will Man thy value learn?
We rudely drove thee from our hearth,
And vainly sigh for thy return.
poem by Anne Brontë
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Sorrow Plays Through Me
An instrument of sorrow
Sorrow doth strum
The strings of my soul
And beat mine heart her drum
Sorrow weeps through me
And in me she seek
Love, enchantment and expression
So mine eyes leek
Thine tears, thou tears, mine tears
To water the joyous earth
With the sorrow of truth
And to new sorrow give birth
Sorrow, sweet, melancholic
Which adorn mine face with rain falls
Of power, of strength, filled with beauty
Surpassing human walls.
Pouring out of me,
For mine eyes to see
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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The Faithless Knight
THE lady she sate in her bower alone,
And she gaz'd from the lattice window high,
Where a white steed's hoofs were ringing on,
With a beating heart, and a smother'd sigh.
Why doth she gaze thro' the sunset rays--
Why doth she watch that white steed's track--
While a quivering smile on her red lip plays?
'Tis her own dear knight--will he not look back?
The steed flew fast--and the rider past--
Nor paus'd he to gaze at the lady's bower;
The smile from her lip is gone at last--
There are tears on her cheek--like the dew on a flower!
And 'plague on these foolish tears,' she said,
'Which have dimm'd the view of my young love's track;
For oh! I am sure, while I bent my head,
It was then--it was then that my knight look'd back.'
On flew that steed with an arrow's speed;
He is gone--and the green boughs wave between:
And she sighs, as the sweet breeze sighs through a reed,
As she watches the spot where he last has been.
Oh! many a sun shall rise and set,
And many an hour may she watch in vain,
And many a tear shall that soft cheek wet,
Ere that steed and its rider return again!
poem by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
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Maybe Im In Love
Fly, to fly like a bird,
To heavens above,
On the wings of love.
Shine, to shine like the sun,
And warm up my life,
And make it all worthwhile, yeah
Hand in my heart, it tears me apart
When Im away
When I come home
Dont wanna be on my own
I said baby maybe Im in love
Life, to have and to hold
To cherish the love
That we could share together
High, as high as the moon
The stars in the sky
Beyond them Id take you and i
Hand in my heart, it tears me apart
When Im away
When I come home
Dont wanna be on my own
I said baby just maybe Im in love
Yeah, blow blow blow blow
Yeah, all the way
Fly, to fly like a bird
To heavens above
On the wings of love
Hand in my heart, it tears me apart
When Im away
When I come home
Dont want to be all alone
I said baby oh baby Im in love
With you
Im in love with you
song performed by by Wet Wet Wet
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Spirit Of A Child
A Mother holds her son close
to her chest.
Tears role down her cheek,
knowing he will be at rest.
Her son looks up at her sad
face, don't cry mom, I'm going
to a unpainful place, I won't suffer
anymore. As he said with his last
breath.
She rocks her son, his arm falls
to his side.
A warm glow passes over her
as his spirit lifts to the heavens
with the angels at his side.
Moms love is for eternety, not
just for awhile.
Love you son.
poem by Patricia Merritt
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Bitter Tears
In the mist
Of my endless search
The best in life
Becomes clear
The rest just begins
To fade by itself
Thats a trick I learnt
Though it took so long
Bitter tears taste so sweet
Chorus
Im seeing my way
For the first time in years
When the love around
Begins to suffer
And you cant find love
In one
In one another
Push away those bitter tears
Bitter tears
And I thought I was doing no wrong
And I thought I was doing no wrong
In the hour of your needs
Lips are trembling
Cause youre gonna be free
Realise what were doing here
The time is right to kill your fears
Bitter tears taste so sweet
Chorus
And I thought I was doing no wrong
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Thats what they call doing no wrong
Thats what they call doing no wrong
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Thats what they call doing no wrong
song performed by by INXS
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Stranger On The Shore Of Love
The curtain goes up
The first act begins
The scene is two people in love
Lovely is she, lucky feels he
She smiles in his eyes
He smiles in her eyes
They both vow love never to part
One sight for all, lovers to see
A perfect love story begins
til insecurity sets in
What happens then is, one aching heart
Oh, I dont wanna be
No stranger on the shore of love with tears
And a broken heart
I can tell you that I dont wanna be
No stranger on the shore of love with tears
And a broken heart
A table for two
Love vows of I do
A honeymoon out of a dream
Who could ask for, anything more
A home on a hill
With love daffodils
And cold winter nights by the fire
What more could be, for she and he
Theres more than enough love and yet
She or he starts feeling regret
What do you get, one broken heart
Oh, I dont wanna be
No stranger on the shore of love with tears
And a broken heart
I can tell you from experience I dont wanna be
No stranger on the shore of love with tears
And a broken heart
I dont wanna be
No stranger on the shore of love with tears
And a-a-a-oh, oh, oh
Oh, I dont wanna be, please dont let me be
No stranger on the shore of love with tears
And a broken heart, na, na, na, na, na
I dont wanna be no, dont let me be no
No, no, no with tears
I dont wanna have an upset stomach from a broken heart, baby
I dont wanna be
No stranger on the shore of love with tears
And a broken heart
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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