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Rescue

Our love lies in a darkened room
Bleeding in the gloom.
A fresh faced maiden, aged and week
A bold young man now wizened and meek
Dying well before their age.
The sunlight fading from memories' page
Gasping like landed fish
Looking skyward for one more wish.
To touch again on midnight station
Escaping on that train- to nowhere
Kissing all the way.
So who will rescue?
Who holds a key
To save us from eternity
Alone in that darkened room
-Called home.

poem by Kevin East
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You've lost the will

The emptyness between us
Was filled with words unspoken
The love that we once felt, destroyed
Your promises were broken

You've lost the will to trust me
You've lost the will to try
I lay here in this darkened room
All I can do is cry

The darkness in between us
Was filled with mistrust and lies
And in my heart i know it's true
I see it in your eyes

You've lost the will to love me
You've lost the will to try
I lay here in this darkened room
And all I do is cry

poem by Deirdre Devina
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Meet Me At The Station

(brother williams memphis sanctified singers)
Well if I get to heaven before you do
I will meet you at the station when your train comes along
Ill be watching and waiting, mother dear, for you
I will meet you at the station when your train comes along
Father, when the train
Father, when the train
Meet me at the station when the train comes along
When the train
Father, when the train comes along
I will meet you at the station when your train comes along
Well if my eyes see the glory, before yours do
I will meet you at the station when your train comes along
Ill be watching and waiting, father, for you
I will meet you at the station whe your train comes along
Father, when the train
Father, when the train
Meet me at the station when the train comes along
Father, when the train
Father, when the train comes along
I will meet you at the station when your train comes along
Now if my feet touch the homeline before yours do
I will meet you at the station when the train comes along
Ill be watching and waiting, my brother, for you
I will meet you at the station when the train comes along
When the train
When the train
Meet me at the station when the train comes along
When the train
When the train comes along
Meet me at the station when the train comes along
When the train
When the train
Meet me at the station when the train comes along
When the train
When the train comes along
Meet me at the station when the train comes along
Now if you see gods country before I do
Will you meet me at the station when my train comes along
Will you be there watching, sister, for me
Will you meet me at the station when my train comes along
When my train
When my train
Meet me at the station when my train comes along
When my train
Sister, when my train comes along
Will you meet me at the station when my train comes along
When the train
When the train
Meet me at the station when my train comes along
When the train
Oh, when the train
Meet me at the station when the train comes along
Meet me at the station when the train comes along
Meet me at the station when the train comes along

song performed by by Waterboys
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I Want You

I can see your darkened eyes across the room turn into lies and laughter
And asking for my name again then introduced as just a friend
Well it was no fantasy the passion burned
You touched me the evening turned to midnight
I can't forget the naked trust
One quenchless night of shaking lust and fire

I want you

song performed by by Melissa Etheridge
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0068 The Connoisseur (2)

Is there a god
sleeping in this room?

even the doorhandle, gently turned,
seems to speak a message
before the room entered, the first breath taken
of the room’s own air

and on the table, the grey-green vase seems
to be the host; the silent messenger: the furniture
somehow eternal in its order; every line and curve
within the room speaking of some
divine geometry; the shaded sunlight seems
to fall on tiptoe, touch in silent praise;
the air, to be refined; and the silence –
what does the silence say unspoken

as if it holds some god-smiled word,
some solemn laughter, about what
is there and is not there, has made
of this room, this ordinary room,
a shrine where one can worship without form
oneself?

the vase too holds itself both
open and reserved; its perfect curves
the subtle decisions of a history
of centuries, of generations
of human hands; of things made
for oneself, for others, for all else
where all else is known;

silent the vase; the room full of its sound.
Is there a god
sleeping in this room?

you; moving forward with respectful quiet step
to touch this grey-green
Chinese vase

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Dirty Dancehall

Well the sun grew dim and the night grew tall
Everyone's dancing in the dirty dancehall
The chins they did wobble, the eyes did stare
There was a sense of threat in the air
Everyone's dancing, feeling fine
But looking like Zombies, as though they're dying
I stood alone in the darkened room
My mouth is dry and my heart goes boom
Oh the dogs and the vermin were mooching in the streets
Sniffing out the candy and the left over meat
Down in the alley a tramp falls asleep
Murdering the hooker and chops off their feet
Everyone's dancing, feeling fine
But looking like Zombies, as though they're dying
I stood alone in the darkened room
My mouth is dry and my heart goes boom
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone's whacked and looks like vultures (4x)
All the lights came on and the music stopped
Men in uniform outside on watch
The tramp waits by the bush to pounce
Woken up again by a young girl's shout
Closing up the club, a fight breaks out
All the Black Mariahs were left in no doubt
One got killed another one ran
They ended up arresting an innocent man
This is just a night in the City of Culture
But everyone's whacked and looks like vultures (4x)

song performed by by Zutons
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Rescue

You still scared, Ill be scared too, its cool though just holla back aight.
(verse 1)
All alone Im not feeling wanted
Try to wait but my bodys calling
Youre the one so why dont you come and rescue me
Ill be here while you on your way
Counting down till I see your face
Hurry up cause I love the way you rescue me
Now youre here come on out the rain
Soaking wet bodys glistening
Finally we can do something, so rescue me
Cant believe how its going down
Im so obsessed with this love I found
It got my head spinning round and round, just rescue me
(chorus)
All night long take me away to another place
Rescue me save me save me save me
All night long take me away to another place
Rescue me save me save me save me
(verse 2)
I come alive when I feel your touch
And I could drown in this pool of love
You could get what Im thinking of come rescue me
What you think couldnt be replace
If you was gone I would find a way
To get you back cause I love the way you rescue me
Laying here with you in the dark
I always knew that you could shift my heart
When Im with you I dont wanna stop so rescue me
Only you can fufill my needs
Take me away from this agony
I want to live out my fantasy just rescue me
(chorus 4x)
All night long take me away to another place
Rescue me save me save me save me
All night long take me away to another place
Rescue me save me save me save me

song performed by by Ashanti
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At Crown Hill

Leave him here in the fresh
greening grasses and trees
And the symbols of love, and the solace of these-
The saintly white lilies and blossoms he keeps
In endless caress as
he breathlessly sleeps.
The tears of our eyes wrong the scene of his rest,
For the sky's at its clearest-the sun's at its best-
The earth at its greenest- its wild bud and bloom
At its sweetest-and sweetest its honey'd perfume.
Home! Home!-Leave him here in his lordly estate,
And with never a tear as we turn from the gate!
Turn back to the home that will know him no more,-
The vines at the window-the sun through the door,-
Nor sound of his voice, nor the light of his face!...
But the birds will sing on, and the rose, in his place,
Will tenderly smile til we daringly feign
He is home with us still, though the tremulous rain
Of our tears reappear, and again all is bloom,
And all prayerless we sob in the long-darkened room.
Heaven portions it thus-the old mystery dim,-
It is midnight to us-it is morning to him

poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Corrected News

'T was a maiden lady (the newspapers say)
Pious and prim and a bit gone-gray.
She slept like an angel, holy and white,
Till ten o' the clock in the shank o' the night
(When men and other wild animals prey)
And then she cried in the viewless gloom:
'There's a man in the room, a man in the room!'
And this maiden lady (they make it appear)
Leapt out of the window, five fathom sheer!

Alas, that lying is such a sin
When newspaper men need bread and gin
And none can be had for less than a lie!
For the maiden lady a bit gone-gray
Saw the man in the room from across the way,
And leapt, not out of the window but in
_Ten_ fathom sheer, as I hope to die!

poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Hawkmoon 269

Like a desert needs rain
Like a town needs a name
I need your love
Like a drifter needs a room
Hawkmoon
I need your love
Like a rhythm unbroken
Like drums in the night
Like sweet soul music
Like sunlight
I need your love
Like coming home
And you dont know where youve been
Like black coffee
Like nicotine
I need your love
When the night has no end
And the day yet to begin
As the room spins around
I need your love
Like a phoenix rising
Needs a holy tree
Like the sweet revenge
Of a bitter enemy
I need your love
Like the heat needs the sun
Like honey on her tongue
Like the muzzle of a gun
Like oxygen
I need your love
When the night has no end
And the day yet to begin
As the room spins around
I need your love
Like thunder needs rain
Like the preacher needs pain
Like tongues of flame
Like a blind mans cane
Like a needle in a vein
Like someone to blame
Like a thought unchained
Like a runaway train
I need your love
Like a fighters rage
His dreams in a cage
Like faith needs a doubt
Like a freeway out
I need your love
Like powder needs a spark
Like lies need the dark
I need your love

song performed by by U2
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Strangers Room

- at this time.....i just like to sing..
Here in this lonely room,
Late in the afternoon
Dreaming my life away-hey.
Dont answer the telephone,
Im not home receiving you.
Here in the afternoon,
Alone in some strangers room,
What am I doing here at all?
No need to over do it,
Im bleeding now,
Im bleeding now.
Stop the bleeding now,
Stop the bleeding now.
Oozing out
Dripping down
Tables silent shout.
Aghhh!
(scat sing and whistle)
Stop the bleeding now.

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Strangers Room

- at this time.....i just like to sing..
Here in this lonely room,
Late in the afternoon
Dreaming my life away-hey.
Dont answer the telephone,
Im not home receiving you.
Here in the afternoon,
Alone in some strangers room,
What am I doing here at all?
No need to over do it,
Im bleeding now,
Im bleeding now.
Stop the bleeding now,
Stop the bleeding now.
Oozing out
Dripping down
Tables silent shout.
Aghhh!
(scat sing and whistle)
Stop the bleeding now.

song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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You've Got to Knock It

Knock knock come out.
Stop blooming that gloom.
Drop that pout!

I know you're in your room.
Locked up and feeling gloom.
I want to see you soon.
Knock knock come out!

From midnight until noon.
The darkness you have groomed.
You've got to fight against,
The doom that looms.

Knock knock come out.
Drop that pout from your mouth.
Stop blooming on the doom.
I know your'e there in that room...
Assuming and grooming it,
From midnight until noon.

You've got to knock it,
Come out.
You've got to knock it,
Come out.
I want to see you soon.
I know you're feeling a gloom,
Locked up in your room.

You've got to knock it,
Come out.
You've got to knock it,
Come out.
I want to see you soon.
I know you're feeling a gloom,
Locked up in your room.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Tale Of New Year

The table sits in darkened room
Its fare all spent its contents strewn
All use now ended, empty shell
A place where only thoughts now dwell

For this is last years empty table
Feasted on by all those able
Some who sat and joined the fest
Have left our mortal life to rest

Friends anew have stepped on board
As life continues rest assured
For in the light of room next door
The circle starts again once more

A brand new table full to flowing
What it holds not ours for knowing
Be sure this though safe from fear
To take your place for this New Year

Amongst the newly laid out feast
When hope and faith are all increased
Savour what this new year brings
As midnight bells chime 12 strong rings.

poem by Dave James
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Happy New Year?

The table sits in darkened room
Its fare all spent its contents strewn
All use now ended, empty shell
A place where only thoughts now dwell
For this is last years empty table
Feasted on by all those able
Some who sat and joined the fest
Have left our mortal life to rest
Friends anew have stepped on board
As life continues rest assured
For in the light of room next door
The circle starts again once more
A brand new table full to flowing
What it holds not ours for knowing
Be sure this though safe from fear
To take your place for this New Year
Amongst the newly laid out feast
When hope and faith are all increased
Savour what this new year brings
As midnight bells chime 12 strong rings.

poem by Dave James
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Homeward Bound

I'm sitting in the railway station. Got a ticket to my destination. mmmm
On a tour of one-night stands, my suitcase and guitar in hand.
And every stop is neatly planned for a poet and one-man band.
Homeward bound, I wish I was, Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting, Silently for me.
Every day's an endless stream, of cigarettes and magazines. mmmm
And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories
And every stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be,
Homeward bound, I wish I was, Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting, Silently for me.
Tonight I'll sing my songs again, I'll play the game and pretend. mmmm
But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me.
Homeward bound, I wish I was, Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping, Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting, Silently for me, Silently for me.

song performed by by Simon & Garfunkel
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Midnight Train

(instrumental intro)
Oh my darling will you come to me
Shaking now just like a willow tree
So tell me whats the story
This track well ride to glory
Coming home
Pretty karla and her russian clothes
Clapboard house and a different nose
Love keeps a candle burning
These steel wheels are turning
Back for home
Come in out of the rain
Come out of the night
Out on the midnight train
Midnight train
Come out of the light
Come out of the rain
Riding the midnight train
Midnight train
Moscow lights, well they dim and glow
The taste is sweeter than its driven snow
So tell me whats the story
This track to ride to glory
Coming home
Come out of the rain, come out of the lights,
Out on the midnight train, midnight train
Come out of the lights, come out in the rain,
Riding the midnight train, midnight train
(instrumental)
Oh my darling will you come to me
Shaking now just like a willow tree
Come out of the lights, come out in the rain,
Riding the midnight train, midnight train
Out of the rain, live again, riding the midnight train, midnight train
Come of the lights, into the rain, riding the midnight train, midnight train
One little strange, come back again
(instrumental fade out)

song performed by by Ufo
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When My Time Is Come

When my time is come to die,
I would shun the decent gloom,
Whispered word and weeping eye,
Fitful hum of knowing fly
Questing through the darkened room.

I would lay my skin and bone
Where no busy care could trace
Failing steps by bush and stone,
With my farewell dream alone
In a bird-frequented place.

So the sounds that bless my ear
When my weary eyelids close
Will be songs of hope and cheer;
So departing, I shall hear
How the tide of living flows.

So my memories shall not be
Blurred by griefs however true;
So my drowsy sense may see
Eyes that light in love on me;
So I'll not be leaving you.

poem by John Le Gay Brereton
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Homeward Bound

Im sitting in the railway station.
Got a ticket to my destination.
On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand.
And evry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thoughts escaping,
Home where my musics playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Evry days an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines.
And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories
And evry strangers face I see reminds me that I long to be,
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thoughts escaping,
Home where my musics playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Tonight Ill sing my songs again,
Ill play the game and pretend.
But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thoughts escaping,
Home where my musics playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Silently for me.

song performed by by Paul Simon
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A Ballad Of Refreshment

The lady stood at the station bar,
(Three currants in a bun)
And oh she was proud, as ladies are.
(And the bun was baked a week ago.)

For a weekly wage she was standing there,
(Three currants in a bun)
With a prominent bust and light gold hair.
(And the bun was baked a week ago.)

The express came in at half-past two,
(Three currants in a bun)
And there lighted a man in the navy blue.
(And the bun was baked a week ago.)

A stout sea-captain he was, I ween.
(Three currants in a bun)
Much travel had made him very keen.
(And the bun was baked a week ago.)

A sober man and steady was he.
(Three currants in a bun)
He called not for brandy, but called for tea.
(And the bun was baked a week ago.)

'Now something to eat, for the train is late.'
(Three currants in a bun)
She brought him a bun on a greasy plate.
(And the bun was baked a week ago.)

He left the bun, and he left the tea,
(Three currants in a bun)
She charged him a shilling and let him be,
And the train went on at a quarter to three.
(And the bun is old and weary.)

poem by Robert Fuller Murray
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Train Long Gone

(Gone!) Well, I hate how that word
Rattles all around in this room
(Alone,) with a memory so strong
I could sweep it up with a broom.
(Tears,) if I shed anymore I'm afraid
They might wear out my face
(Clear,) Yes, It's clear to me now
That her love can never be replaced.
Love may be gone but never forgotten
The memory won't leave you alone
And the train may be long gone from the station
But you still hear the whistle moan.
Still hear the whistle moan.
--- Instrumental ---
(Time,) time got so slow and thick
That the clock hardly ticks anymore
(Crime,) it's a crime how I sit here
And stare like a dog at the door.
(Blame,) Aw yes, I'll take the blame
I admit I did not treat her right
(Shame,) It's a shame laying here
All alone on this cold, windy night.
Love may be gone but never forgotten
The memory won't leave you alone
And the train may be long gone from the station
But you still hear the whistle moan.
Still hear the whistle moan.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh.
Love may be gone but never forgotten
The memory won't leave you alone
And the train may be long gone from the station
But you can still hear the whistle moan.
Still hear the whistle moan.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train...

song performed by by Randy Travis
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