Is This Life's Last Bus Stop
Peevish peeing on a 101 bus…
Down the stairwell in no rush
Where are you going - now alone?
Southern cemetery to excavate—
The marrow of a pelvic bone
A life out of—some oily shadow
Why, do you look so curt?
You're hunched-up shoulders
They're so laden passenger with hurt?
'Have you spent a lifetime?
Digging in the dirt'…
Where sir are you, now, going?
Looking so sorry, here, now to leave us…
Ok, time is a gauntlet of fear
As death comes ever nearer near
O elderly, shabby, gentleman
Then, is this your life's last bus lane.
Is this your life's last bus stop?
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Digging In The Dirt
Something in me, dark and sticky
All the time its getting strong
No way of dealing with this feeling
Cant go on like this too long
{chorus:}
This time youve gone too far [x3]
I told you [x4]
This time youve gone too far [x3]
I told you [x4]
Dont talk back
Just drive the car
Shut your mouth
I know what you are
Dont say nothing
Keep your hands on the wheel
Dont turn around
This is for real
Digging in the dirt
Stay with me, I need support
Im digging in the dirt
To find the places I got hurt
Open up the places I got hurt
The more I look, the more I find
As I close on in, I get so blind
I feel it in my head, I feel it in my toes
I feel it in my sex, thats the place it goes
[chorus]
Im digging in the dirt
Stay with me I need support
Im digging in the dirt
To find the places I got hurt
To open up the places I got hurt
Digging in the dirt
To find the places we got hurt
[x7]
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Life is but a lesson...
At birth I was ripped from my warm safe place,
Yet now I fear death so I flee it with haste.
As a babe in my youth I yearned for more years,
But as time's passed me by it's age I now fear...
Into this world I was born and life gave me breath,
Now each path that I choose always leads to my death.
For both death and life are old inseperable friends,
My life's but a lesson just a means to an end...
If I live life to the fullest will time pass me by?
If I start asking questions will I ever know why?
Wisdom is gibberish and gibberish is clear,
What I most wanted once is now what I most fear...
When I want most to live will it be time to die?
I dont want life to end! Will that be my last cry?
I think death must be life and to leave is to stay,
So I pray hell is heaven when my life slips away...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Breath of Death
Death is not death-
It is life without breath.
Life on earth is life that is blind-
Blinded by stress and the curse of time…
True life is life that remains untied,
Pure life is life that has honor and pride.
The cold breathe of death actually guilds-
It guilds to a place where darkness subsides…
Passed the shadow a secluded warmth is seen,
Benevolence and compassion becomes pristine.
Yes, this death is death indeed
A death of pain and an unheard plead.
However death is not death-
Only life without breath.
poem by Brad Lomeli
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Fear
Fear keeps me here because I want to be.
It tells me of the dangers that I want to see.
It says that stop is better than go.
It warns me against what I don’t know.
Fear soothes me and makes me feel
That the risks and pitfalls are really real.
It tells me I’ll be hurt if I try something new.
Like sunglasses it helps taint my life’s view.
My stultifying friend, fear, and I
Sit on the sidelines, as the world passes by.
Then it dawns on me that fear’s not my friend.
It’s only interested in its own cruel end
Ends like “don’t, ” “can’t, ” and “won’t work.”
Negatives like “too risky, ” “forget it, ” and “shirk.”
Fear has been the driver; I’ve just been in the car.
Unless I’m master of the pedal, I won’t go far.
So I leave fear at the gate since I know I’m the best.
Faith is my passenger and commitment my vest.
There’ll be scary moments and accidents I’m sure
When I cross the finish line, like a Cheshire I’ll purr.
If I address my problems with the solutions they need,
Fear will be defeated as I so sweetly succeed!
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Vocation
When the gong sounds ten in the morning and I walk to school by our
lane.
Every day I meet the hawker crying, "Bangles, crystal
bangles!"
There is nothing to hurry him on, there is no road he must
take, no place he must go to, no time when he must come home.
I wish I were a hawker, spending my day in the road, crying,
"Bangles, crystal bangles!"
When at four in the afternoon I come back from the school,
I can see through the gate of that house the gardener digging
the ground.
He does what he likes with his spade, he soils his clothes
with dust, nobody takes him to task if he gets baked in the sun or
gets wet.
I wish I were a gardener digging away at the garden with
nobody to stop me from digging.
Just as it gets dark in the evening and my mother sends me to
bed,
I can see through my open window the watchman walking up and
down.
The lane is dark and lonely, and the street-lamp stands like
a giant with one red eye in its head.
The watchman swings his lantern and walks with his shadow at
his side, and never once goes to bed in his life.
I wish I were a watchman walking the streets all night,
chasing the shadows with my lantern.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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Joy of a Lifetime
The joy of a lifetime
Is the success one makes of life.
Success is the result of handwork and luck.
Three stages there are in life.
Comes first the prime of life,
When on bubble with life and enthusiasm.
And boils with youthful exuberance..
Next comes mid age, age for reasoning,
When one through life is half spent.
Last comes old age, age of experience,
When one is close to the grave.
Success can be attained at anytime.
But nothing can equal he prime of life,
When one still has so many years ahead.
And when at this time success smiles on you,
Then to the Almighty be the glory,
The gratitude and appreciation,
For a life well spent and full of success.
poem by Mac Araromi
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Avoiding A Rejection
take a part of your
pelvic bone
close your eyes
let someone take
the flesh
and bone to bone
of your own bone
let it grow
smoothly
to get rid of the pain
and start anew
bone to bone
of my contention
following yours
nothing
opposing
blood following
the flow
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To Avoid Rejection
take a part of your
pelvic bone
close your eyes
let someone take
the flesh
and bone to bone
of your own bone
let it grow
smoothly
to get rid of the pain
and start anew
bone to bone
of my contention
following yours
nothing
opposing
blood following
the flow
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Breath Of Death
Death is not death,
It is life without breath,
Life on earth is life that is blind,
Blinded by stress and the curse of time,
True life is life that remains untied,
Pure life is life that has honor and pride,
The cold breathe of death actually guilds,
It guilds to a place where darkness subsides,
Passed the shadow a secluded warmth is seen,
Benevolence and compassion becomes pristine,
The Floor is cover with clouds of gold,
An eternal joy that never grows old,
They wait for you to come alive,
Trumpets waiting for you to arrive,
Sitting there is the humble Lord,
Guarding the gates with his shield and sword,
All your loved ones and all you've known,
How can this love even be shown,
Reach out your heart and give him your hand,
There is nothing to fear so please understand,
He knows you believe but now you must try,
You must understand that to live you must die,
Yes, this death is death indeed,
A death of pain and an unheard plead.,
However this death is truly not death,
Only new life that lives without breath.
poem by Bradley Lomeli
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I Got A Life Of My Own
I said I got a life of my own I've got a life of my own
I said don't try to make me a part of no plan take me or leave me alone
Freedom's a feeling that few understand I got a life of my own
I said I oughta know where to sow my own seeds and when I oughta leave it alone
Trouble's an old friend that I didn't need then and I had a wife of my own
I said I got a life of my own oh I've got a life of my own
I caught a beer bottle flat in the face it laid me back to the bone
Hate is a flavor that's ugly to taste I had a knife of my own
Now they leave me alone and alive by myself lost in the steel and the stone
Hoping for heaven and headin' for hell I got a life of my own
I said I got a life of my own I got a life of my own
I got a life of my own I got a life of my own
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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In life and death
We will meet and we shall meet
the darkest day of our lives
For time moves on till a mirror reflects
For time doesn't stop neither for life nor death
Beauty and joy, wrinkles of pain
in life and time may remain a stain
Neither diamonds nor gold can stop its flow
for in life and death time will never move slow
For on the darkest day
of our flag, time will not lag
In repent or joy, time will show its stealth
for time neither mourns for life nor death
poem by Akshay Srinivasan
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Life After Death
(ian hunter)
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Do you stop take another roller coaster ride
Do I beg, steal, cheat or lie? oh my is there life after death?
Oh I wish Id never smoked so much
I wish Id never felt the devils touch
All that passes through my eyes so fast. oh my.
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Its such a sad sad song
Mother nature aint never wrong
She always tells you when youre getting on
Oh my, is there life after death?
I can hardly wait to see my face
Will I still have one in a different place
Oh youll forgive me if I hesitate, but oh my
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death? do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death? do you believe? oh yeah!
Is it any wonder, I feel just a little bit under
I hear choirs filled with fenders say return to sender
Jumping information, Ive got hyperventilation
Will it help me if I walk the streets
I gotta get down search around here dragged by my feet
Oh no I never knew those (? )
Im gonna shake it, shake it, shake it, is there life after death
I cant remember when I felt so sick and rough
And now theyre gonna legalise the stuff
It sure tells you when youve had enough, off the cuff
Is there life, is there life? is there life after death? do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life? is there life after death? do you believe,
Ive run out of breath.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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His Red Dirt Life
So many red dirt roads he’s traveled
Along his long red dirt life
Children born and raised with
His charming red dirt wife
A home was built and furnished
Upon his red dirt land
He’s done the very best he could
Always taking a red dirt stand
Red dirt roads that lead up to
A bridge to the other side
He tries to go right with the flow
Along life’s red dirt ride
And during that ride it seems
There are some pot holes in the road
But he just keep pluggin’ along you see
Just carrying his red dirt load
The streams and valleys continue
Until the end of his red dirt time
And when the sun beats down on him
He loves to see that red dirt shine!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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End Time
I do not fear death,
I fear life
For in death I am promised everlasting life
Life has no promises
Only disapointment and heartache
In life, relationships and faith
So when it's time for me to go
There will be joy in my heart
A smile on face
And sorrow for all that are left behind
poem by David Kush
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Red Dirt Country
Many folks have memories
About the red dirt where they live
Some poor as little church mice
They learned in life to forgive
Old red dirt barn’s too bring memories
A building folks couldn’t do without
Trying hard to scrape out a living
Hard work was never a doubt
The beautiful prickly red dirt cactus
Does kinda parallel the way of life
Thorns poking you ‘round every corner
Men just trying to feed kids and wife
Generation after generation
Has loved the red dirt country
So beautiful is the landscape
It’s been a faithful home for me
I have a lifetime of Red Dirt memories
Some good and yes, some bad
But you know, I’ll treasure them forever
It’s the only life I’ve had!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Once In A Lifetime
Lovers, they come and go
Just like the seasons.
And lately, it's learnin' to know
When it's the real one.
It may be close at hand.
Don't try to understand it all
'Cause once in a lifetime,
First love, they tell you to wait
For the right one.
And then it's too late.
Next time, just leave it to fate,
You only get a chance,
Once in a lifetime. Mmm
Your heart aches,
For every day, anticipatin'
Just hold on, your time will come
'Cause you've been waitin'
Don't let it bring you down,
Your second chance will come around
'Cause once in a lifetime,
First love, they tell you to wait
For the right one.
And then it's too late.
Next time, just leave it to fate,
You only get a chance,
Once in a lifetime. Yeah, eh
Don't worry cause
It's bound to happen.
It ain't easy when
Your life is passin' you by.
It doesn't matter how you try.
You know it's just a state of mind. Yeah, yeah.
First love, they tell you to wait
For the right one.
And then it's too late.
Next time, just leave it to fate,
You only get a chance,
Once in a lifetime.
Once in a lifetime.
Once in a lifetime. Mmm
song performed by by 38 Special
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Chorus of the Dead
And all returns to Thee, alone eternal,
And all Thee returning.
Oh Death, in Thy vast shadow,
Simple and bare we languish,
Not happy, but from the anguish
Of life at last set free. The night profoundly
Falls on the shaken spirit,
And dark in dark confuses;
The withered soul sourage and hope refuses;
Spent and uncaring,
Free now from sorrow and from fear for ever,
We lie here undespairing
Through void eternity.
We lived... And as a phantom from a dream of terror
Wanders into the day,
And draws across the speechless souls of children
A memory and a fear,
We, as we linger here,
Are haunted still by life: but fears of children
Haunt us not now. What were we?
What was that bitter point in time
That bore the name of life?
Mysterious, stupendous,
Lost in our thought that hidden country lies:
As in our day of life there lay
The secret land of death. And as from dying
Our living souls drew back, so now they draw
Back from the flame of life,
Simple and bare to languish,
Not happy, but not in anguish;
For happiness we know
Fate upon life or death will not bestow.
poem by Count Giacomo Leopardi
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Ride #2
Lyrics : Jani Lane / Music : Jani Lane, Jerry Dixon and Erik Turner)
I dont need love I just need gasoline
A broken line so I can pass the things
That try to slow me down or get in my way
I dont need someone holding on too tight
Id rather have a warm clear southern nite
Miles of empty road, wind in my face
Now this one wants a brand new picket fence
This one wants his wife to make sense
Neither one remembers ever being free
Now I control my life and destiny
Yes I am the king of everything I see
Never gonna suck my life away
Never gonna be a slave
Chorus
Give me a life to ride
Leave what I hate behind
Outta sight outta mind
Just give me a life to ride
song performed by by Warrant
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A broken heart can heal
She talks about being hurt before
Her heart was broken
Can't take anymore
Enough of the pain
Enough of the fear
She tries not to shed another tear
The tearstains left upon her face
Will soon disappear without a trace
She is having fun in this life she lives
She learns to let go and tries to fogive
She knows it's easier said than done
But still she tries to have some fun
Life is precious and so is time
So don't be shy and cross the line
Enjoy your life when its in your grasp
Let your hair down and have a laugh
Don't get hurt and choose love carefully
I'll leave you now with one last line
Your heart will heal just give it time
poem by Donna Byrne
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Ive Got A Life Of My Own
Chorus:
I said I got a life of my own
Ive got a life of my own
I said, dont try to make me a part of no plan
Take me or leave me alone
Freedoms a feeling that few understand
And I got a life of my own
I said I ought to know where to sow my own seeds
And when I oughta leave it alone
Troubles an old friend that I didnt need then
And I had a wife of my own.
Chorus:
I said I got a life of my own
Ive got a life of my own
I caught a beer bottle flat in the face
It laid me back to the bone
Hate is a flavor thats ugly to taste
I had a knife of my own
Now they leave me alone and alive by myself
Lost in the steel and the stone
Hopin for heaven and headin for hell
Ive got a life of my own
Chorus:
I said I got a life of my own
I got a life of my own
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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