I Watched You Take Off
Meaning is sometimes hard to spot
It begins with the flickering of cigarettes
In the darkness of a dorm room
Ssomewhere in the suffocated mid-west
But if this is real then I was mistaken
And if there is truth then why can't we find it?
But beauty comes to those who have been waiting
For something that is bigger than themselves
But this is the sound of the hopeless kids
As they scream from the basements
Of the houses of their parents
And this is the sound of the hopeless ones
As they stare down at their books
And realize that they've been lied to
But if this is real then I was mistaken
And if the vision's gone
song performed by by Bright Eyes
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Familiarity With The World, Finally....
no place does not give you a distraction
the sound of the machine that lingers in the air and pierces your ear
it will always be there
the sound of engines
more cruel than thunder
and folding waves of the storms at sea
bigger than houses
shall always meet you straight in the eye
deeper in your mind
there seems to be no peaceful place of the leaves and
grass
where you can rest your body where your soul finds an imaginary
home
where the heart can sleep and dream
there seems to be none
and so you run and run as fast as you can to find it
but the running even if it does not stop
finds no such place
and hopeless then
you rest upon a field of destructive sounds and then begin to
accept them as they are
the mad cry of the baby, the heated exchange of hate between
couples, the war of governments and people,
all these are very real
are becoming spots in your skin
your very own shadow that goes with you everywhere you go
you too, is that sound of anger and despair
this is the world
this is your place
now, you must learn what is this all about
rest your head upon the madness of the crowd
sleep amidst the chaos
this is finally what we call as home
yes, a home in a very crowded mall, in a very narrow path
towards a broken door, that slanted room.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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No Words (For Hune)
i could write volumes about:
the barking of dogs,
the stampeding marching song of ants.
the screeching grate of the snail crossing pavement,
the sound of the fire flickering on the candle wick.
the hymn of the rain before it hits the ground,
the jubilent sound of the rose petal opening...
the scream of the autumn leaf
just as it begins to fall.
the sharp intake of breath,
when the tree sees the saw.
the heavy breathing of silence,
that brings darkness to night....
real language, without pretension,
or forethought...
without the need to grasp as 'i or me'!
the infinite language of a silent god!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Did Anyone Approach You
You never look up
You never look back
You never say anything based on fact
Youve got issues going way back
You never say hi
You never say much
You never make an effort to stay in touch
Ive got this feeling something happened here
Something happened here
Did anybody feel you?
Did anybody deal you?
Did anybody make you do some things now?
Did anyone approach you?
Did anybody coach you?
Did anybody tell you what to say now?
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all
You never looked up
You never look back
You never did anything in between
Are things black and white with you
You never believed
You never belonged
Never made milestones to call your own
Ive got this feeling something happened here
Something happened here
Did anybody hide you?
Did anybody fight you?
Did anyone decide to do some harm now?
Did anybody read you?
Did anybody bleed you?
Did anybody feed you lots of junk now?
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all
Something happened here
Something happened here
song performed by by A-Ha
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The Kids Dont Like It
Got some words, I dont know
Gonna singem here I go
Wanna try not to be lame
Wanna make you feel the same
I just wanna be someone
Dont you know we tried to do something new
It may sound real good, but I dont think were getting through
Because the kids dont like it (no, no)
The kids dont like it (no, no, no)
The kids dont like it, no they dont like it at all
Had a hit, famous? no
Easy come, easy go
Should be happy with what I got
Should be happy but Im not
I just wanna be someone
Dont you know we tried to do something new
It may sound real good, but I dont think were getting through
Because the kids dont like it (no, no)
The kids dont like it (no, no, no)
The kids dont like it, no they dont like it at all
I thought thered come a day
When Id run out of things to say
But I know now its true
No one listens anyway
And all we wanted was to do somethin new
I doesnt sound so good and I dont think were getting through
Because the kids dont like it (no, no)
The kids dont like it (no, no, no)
The kids dont like it, no they dont like it at all, anymore
song performed by by Reel Big Fish
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Hopeless Dreamer
The night air brings a chill
As I gaze at the sky
Hopeless dreamer, hopeless romantic
Always waiting....that is I
The quiet night reaches in
And stirs my soul, silence needed
Sets my mood, desired peace
Calmness has succeeded
My mind free to wonder
My heart free to feel
Peace of mind I've found
And it seems so surreal
All the nights I've laid alone
Staring into the dark
I've wondered how to free myself
On a new journey to embark
Tonight, there is only good
As my peace settles in
Only looking forward
Not thinking of where I've been
A new outlook on life...
As I take it day by day
Finding myself again
A real smile to display
A beautiful night, star filled sky
That waited right outside
Called to me to come and feel again
And the beauty it would provide
I swear....what a night to behold
And one I'll always recall
Hopeless dreamer, hopeless romantic
Yes....but aren't we all?
poem by Terry Biscamp
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Sound & Vision
Ahhh...
Ahhh...
Doo, doo, doo, do-doh
Doo, doo, doo, doo doo do-doh
Dont you wonder sometimes
About sound and vision
Blue, blue, electric blue
Thats the colour of my room
Where I will live
Blue, blue
Pale blinds drawn all day
Nothing to do, nothing to say
Blue, blue
I will sit right down, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
And I will sing, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
Drifting into my solitude, over my head
Dont you wonder sometimes
About sound and vision
song performed by by David Bowie
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Real Love
All my little plans and schemes
Lost like some forgotten dream
Seems that all I really was doing
Was waiting for you
Just like little girls and boys
Playing with their little toys
Seems like all we really were doing
Was waiting for love
Only to be alone
Only to be alone
Its real love, its real, yes its real love, its real
From this moment on I know
Exactly where my life will go
Seems that all I really was doing
Was waiting for love
Only to be afraid
Only to be afraid
Its real love, its real, yes its real love, its real
Though Ive been in love before
But in my heart I wanted more
Seems like all I really was doing
Was waiting for you
Only to be alone
Only to be alone
Its real love, its real, its real love, its real
Yes its real love, its real, its real love, its real,
Yes its real love, its real, its real love, its real,
Yes its real love, its real, its real love, its real,
Yes its real love, its real
song performed by by Lennon John
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Sometimes I like them artificial and sometimes I like them real. And the reason is because sometimes I like a real close sound. And I like a very specific snare sound and I can't get that in the big room.
quote by Danny Elfman
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Sound of war
...
Bum! Bum! Bum!
Sound of war
it's like the roaring of a lion
I the jungle.
Sound of war
It's like flash of the lightening
Sound of war
It make people lose their strength
Sound of war
It make people to run to and fro
Sound of war
Um...
Sound of war
make people hopeless
when there is hope
Sound of war is cruel
Because it make people shudder
It make people suffer, shudder shiver, cringe
And due before they die
Sound of war
Oops!
Ouch!
Phew!
poem by Ejalonibu Abraham
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Fear Followed by Death
As I lay here waiting for sleep to take me I hear a sound
The sound of glass shattering, confused am I
Struck with fear of dying I begin crying
Then I see a dark figure standing in my room
He is carrying a scythe in his left hand
A evil and disturbing grin on his twisted face
I begin to scream as he begins to come toward me
Then everything goes black
and dead am I
poem by Suzaku Vaneko
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There Is Pain
There is pain
But no love
There is pain but no fix
I am just stuck in one spot
So i am hopeless
But saddly but yes 'Hopeless'
So i am lone in the world
Life is hard
There is pain
But no help
If no help
No fix
If no fix
No love
If no love
No respect for no one
There is pain
There is full of wonders
Just stuck
Just there
No where to go
Hopeless
But no trust in no one
Feel that i am going to HELL
There is wonders
There is pain
What can i do
Nothing
Just there
With no fix
Oh well
People has no more feelings
Like lost souls
I need help
Do not why
I have pain
Pain Pain Pain
Cry Cry Cry
No stop
But there is pain
poem by Wowbabii Oh Nine Baby
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Staring At Sound/with You
I just don't want them to say,
"oh, it's a beautiful day."
Let's just not talk about the gloom.
Let's all go die in my living-room.
I want to be a movie-star,
And play the part of a man from outer-space.
When we meet, i'll fall in love with you.
And we have sex, but i don't know what to do (what to do).
I want to hear some band play,
A song that sounds just like you look.
And when they play, i'll follow them around,
Cause all i'd do is stare at the sound.
I'd just stare at the sound.
I'd just stare at the sound.
I'd just go.
Come on.
Hey.
What?
All that i know
Is my mind is blown.
When i'm with you.
When i'm with you. x5
When i'm...
song performed by by Flaming Lips
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Id Rather Be Strong
(myles goodwyn)
Published by slalom publishing co. - bmi
Its a sad situation
Alot of hopeless information
On the news
Nothins gonna please you
And nothins gonna change
Well thats your view
So many hungry people
Its a shame and is it legal?
Well its a sight
Theres something goin on
Somethin we can change
And its our right
So Id rather be strong
In a hopeless situation, yes
I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation, yes
I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation
Yes I would, yes I would
Well you can say its a shame
And things remain the same
And so it goes
But no ones gonna hear you
And no ones gonna see
What doesnt show
Itd be cause for celebration
If only every nation understood
And helping one another
And doing for the other, what they could
And Id rather be strong
In a hopeless situation, yes
I would rather be strong
And to show determination, yes
I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation
Yes I would, yes I would
Id be a lot better off if I could
Be part of the love
Thats seemingly lost from above
A delicate situation (situation)
Requires contemplation, everyone (everyone)
And someone has to care (someone to care)
When people live in fear of each mans son (each mans son)
So Id rather be strong
In a hopeless situation
Yes, I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation
Yes, I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation
Yes, I would, yes, I would
Id be a lot better off if I could
Be part of the love
Thats seemingly lost from above
Id rather be strong, ooh yes, I would
Well, Id rather be strong, yes I would, yes I would, yes I would
Well, Id rather be strong, ooh yes I would
Well, Id rather be strong, be strong, yes I would, yes I would
Well, Id rather be strong, yes I would
Well Id rather be strong, be strong, yes I would
In a hopeless situation
Yes, I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation, yes
I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation
Yes, I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation, yes
I would rather be strong
song performed by by April Wine
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Something More Beautiful Than A Well With Water
we always want a well full of water
like a glass to its brim
there is more beauty somehow
to a well running out of water
the hollowness beneath
the sound of the wind
filling its emptiness
much different than the dripping
of the rain
from a rooftop
where one may feel so safe inside
the darkness of the bottom
the dryness of the soil
beneath
it is in there that some real voices speak
the one that you have not
heard
they are so deep and real that they cannot
refuse to tell you the truth
it is like someone is moaning
and you feel that you are one of them seeking
the voice of God
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Train In The Distance
She was beautiful as southern skies
The night he met her
She was married to someone
He was doggedly determined that he would get her
He was old, he was young
From time to time hed tip his heart
But each time she withdrew
Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance
Everybody thinks its true
Well eventually the boy and the girl get married
Sure enough they have a son
And though they both were occupied
With the child she carried
Disagreements had begun
And in a while they fell apart
It wasnt hard to do
Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance
Everybody thinks its true
Two disappointed believers
Two people playing the game
Negotiations and love songs
Are often mistaken for one and the same
Now the man and the woman
Remain in contact
Let us say its for the child
With disagreements about the meaning
Of a marriage contract
Conversations hard and wild
But from time to time
He makes her laugh
She cooks a meal or two
Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance
Everybody thinks its true
Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance
Everybody thinks its true
What is the point of this story
What information pertains
The thought that life could be better
Is woven indelibly
Into our hearts
And our brains
song performed by by Paul Simon
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beauty! what is BEAUTY? ? ?
beauty! what is beauty
beauty is just a cover
for something
really screwed up in side...
people say why your so beautiful
what more do you want
i want the real meaning of beauty
not just the looks
the looks are only good for an amount of time
then they get to meet the real inside of you
and the beauty disappears
so what is the point of the outer beauty if the inner beauty is dead
beauty what is BEAUTY
poem by Pilar Guethon
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Thats The Day
There are burdens that I carry every day,
Sometimes they want to make me cry.
Hopeless feelings harbored deep inside my heart,
And I find it hard to hold my head up high.
In the middle of the darkness in my life,
I find the strength to carry on.
I am holding to a promise jesus made,
And I know it wont be long till well be gone.
In a while, well be gone,
And we wont have to cry anymore, no,
All our sorrows left behind,
And thats the day that I am waiting for.
And thats the day that I am longing for.
Oh....
If you feel there is no meaning in your life.
And it seems youve lost your way.
Listen closely to the voice thats deep inside,
And remember what the savior has to say.
In a while, well be gone,
And we wont have to cry anymore, no,
All our sorrows left behind,
And thats the day that I am waiting for.
And thats the day that I am longing for.
And thats the day that I am looking for.
Oh....
Da, da da, da da, da da, da da, da da....
Da, da da, da da, da da....
song performed by by Amy Grant
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How Hopeless It All Seems
HOW HOPELESS IT ALL SEEMS
How hopeless it all seems
When we think of those vast distances
And those vast times
And our own little place in it all-
How hopeless it all seems
When we think of the short time
We are here
And the vast time to come-
What are we?
Small beings in something so much vaster than ourselves
We cannot define it-
How hopeless it all seems
When we know how little we are.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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True Friend <3
A real friend is someone who walks in when everybody else walks out,
A real friend shares all the good times and helps you in the bad,
A real friend knows all about you but loves you anyway,
A real friend is like a star, you dont always see them, but you know they're always there,
A real friend is like a diamond, precious and rare,
A real friend can tell you things you don't want to tell yourself,
A real friend reaches for your hand, but touches your heart
A real friend is like a 4-leaf clover, hard to find and lucky to have,
A real friend thinks you're a good egg even though you're half cracked,
A real friend is very difficult to find, hard to leave and impossible to forget
poem by Caoimhe Daly
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When the Bush Begins to Speak
They know us not in England yet, their pens are overbold;
We're seen in fancy pictures that are fifty years too old.
They think we are a careless race - a childish race, and weak;
They'll know us yet in England, when the bush begins to speak;
When the bush begins to speak,
When the bush begins to speak,
When the west by Greed's invaded, and the bush begins to speak.
'The leaders that will be', the men of southern destiny,
Are not all found in cities that are builded by the sea;
They learn to love Australia by many a western creek,
They'll know them yet in England, when the bush begins to speak;
When the bush begins to speak,
When the bush begins to speak,
When the west by Greed's invaded, and the bush begins to speak.
All ready for the struggle, and waiting for the change,
The army of our future lies encamped beyond the range;
Australia, for her patriots, will not have far to seek;
They'll know her yet in England when the bush begins to speak;
When the bush begins to speak,
When the bush begins to speak,
When the west by Greed's invaded, and the bush begins to speak.
We'll find the peace and comfort that our fathers could not find,
Or some shall strike the good old blow that leaves a mark behind.
We'll find the Truth and Liberty our fathers came to seek,
Or let them know in England when the bush begins to speak;
When the bush begins to speak,
When the bush begins to speak,
When the west by Greed's invaded, and the bush begins to speak.
poem by Henry Lawson
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