A winter mornings window
A winter mornings window
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The early hour of a winters morning
While the world still sleeps sound
The window framed in a ring of frost
Reveals amber beacons of street lights
Leading the mind to wander away
Up streets and roads masked in shadow
A kettle boils to stir the mind
Back to reality for the briefest of moments
The slight half sleeping clarity
Of a mind awake in the unsocial hour
Peaceful and undisturbed in its thinking
Then back to the vacancy of night
The cloud covered sky above
No stars, not even the lights off a plane
Just a grey black kind of nothing
Dimly lit by the amber beacons
Of the street lights below
A warm cup in hand warming
Helps drift the body to a tired state
Ready to dream and think about
Something, somewhere, another time
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Empty Streets
The town is quiet, empty
Street lights cast shadows
In doorways and windows
Curtains drawn, people sleeping
A night rain is falling fast
Through the amber halos of street lights
Lighting the roads and pathways
There is not a soul to be seen or heard
The parked cars line up colourless
The dull reflection of a shop window
Offers little comfort in passing
A stray cat sits ahead in some shade
Staring intent before running away
Into the empty night gone
What little wind there is, cold
A car passes, unknown passengers
The temporary warming light
Soon gone disappeared
Hand fishing for keys in pockets
Through a door into shade
The empty streets replaced
poem by Matthew Holloway
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How Many Lights Do You See?
How many lights do you see?
How many lights do you see?
There's one to say that night has come
And there's one that guards this jagged shore
And there's one to call the children home
And there's one to light the path they take
How many lights do you see?
How many lights do you see?
There's one to keep the shadows off
And there's one that tells me she got home
And there's one to read his novel by
And there's one that warms this dreary room
And there's one to watch the baby sleep
And there's one to count the blinking stars
And there's one that I just can't forget
And there's one that I remember too
How many lights do you see?
How many lights do you see?
There's one that waits for closing time
And there's one that gets left on all night
And there's one that marks the western sky
And it shines down on the quiet street
And there's one that floods the darker parts
And there's one that hurts my tired eyes
And there's one that says she's not asleep
And there's one that waits for her to wake
How many lights do you see?
How many lights do you see?
There is one that spills out on the beach
And it sparkles on the jetting rocks
And there is one that waits for tired ships
That sleep within this tired port
song performed by by Bright Eyes
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See The Light
Well I came down here from manhattan
to see the lights on the mall
but when I got here early this morning
well I couldn't see any at all
so I walked a little further
and much to my surprise
there was a hot cool woman
in a chevy staring into my eyes
I've just got to see the lights
I've just got to see the lights
I've just got to see the lights
Alright
She said now don't walk any further
Just jump into my car
And we can head on down the highway
But you'd better not go too far
'Cos my daddy he's big business
So we've gotta be back by tonight
But we can still have some fun now
If we head on downtown to see the lights
I've just got to see the lights
I've just got to see the lights
I've just got to see the lights
I've just got to see the lights
I've just got to see the lights
I've just got to see the lights
Well, we ended up in this cafe
'Bout twenty-five minutes to one
See, she took me to this nightclub
And the music went on and on
Well we were set down to get coffee
When in walked her old man
No matter how we tried to explain it well
We couldn't make him understand
I've just got to see the lights
I've just got to see the lights
I've just got to see the lights
song performed by by Def Leppard
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The Night Road
The streetlight buzzes
Lit in an amber haze
Rain falls against windows
Trickles down the glass
Counting the minutes
The night roads are empty
Sleeping a travels rest
While the days trails
Become washed away
The overgrown gardens
Narrow the path
Shadows dart everywhere
Limited shade on offer
A while ago someone passed
Head bowed, scurrying
Trying to shelter from the rain
The line of amber beacons
Little amber torches hover
Into the dark of night
Buzzing little stars guide
Along a road into shadows
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Night was coming
Night was coming
with a piercing huge orange sun
breaking through
white and black clouds
in the west.
It found a gap
and the sun was hanging
like a orange ball
above the street
and it was blinding.
Cars passed barely visible
above the orange glare
and some had already
turned their lights on.
The sun dipped down
below some trees
and for a time
it glowed behind them
and soon it would be dark
and the first stars
were already appearing
and a full yellow moon
was rising,
but below bright lights
was already burning
right across the city
in colours of amber
streetlights
green, yellow and red
traffic lights,
blue lights flashing
on police cars
and almost every bright colour
caught on neon signs
while people came and went
to different destinations
some smiling and relaxed,
others in a hurry
and some others
locked in a world of their own.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Absence
My shadow --
I woke to a wind swirling the curtains light and dark
and the birds twittering on the roofs, I lay cold
in the early light in my room high over London.
What fear was it that made the wind sound like a fire
so that I got up and looked out half-asleep
at the calm rows of street-lights fading far below?
Without fire
Only the wind blew.
But in the dream I woke from, you
came running through the traffic, tugging me, clinging
to my elbow, your eyes spoke
what I could not grasp --
Nothing, if you were here!
The wind of the early quiet
merges slowly now with a thousand rolling wheels.
The lights are out, the air is loud.
It is an ordinary January day.
My shadow, do you hear the streets?
Are you at my heels? Are you here?
And I throw back the sheets.
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poem by Edwin Morgan
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Without Someone
I watch the cars move
I watch the lights up on the window
I walk along the street
Im only thinking of you
I watch the clock staring from the wall
It hardly moves at all
Its you Im waiting for.
Chorus:
Without someone I can depend on
Im lost without someone
As I go on, I hope youre remembering Im lost without someone.
All alone, no one around
I watch the shadows falling faster
The city lights begin to glow
And then I start to realize
I count the hours as they slip away
Into another day
Wondering where youll stay.
Repeat chorus
Still watching the cars move
Still watching the lights upon the window
Im walking down the street
Im only thinking of you
I hear the night as it calls to me
It plays a symphony
It says youre gone from me.
Repeat chorus
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Dark Harbour
The lights are shining down upon broken stones and fishing boats
In the amber haze reflections reach for the night that’s crowding close
And on the hill the old hotel is watching over all
And I think I hear a voice I know
From somewhere down among the waves that kiss the harbour wall
The revellers all come and go at the Crown and Harbour House
There’s a solitary violin in the distance drifting down
And from the south a quarter moon is watching over all
And I think I see a face I know
Beneath me in the rippling images that rise and fall
And I’m thinking of so many things
of all the roads that led me on
and all the words I’ve wasted on
dreams that take us nowhere
when all that ever mattered
was waiting for me here
The outside world in silence waits beyond the edge of night
for the pilgrims on the glory road that most of us walk blind
And in the air the promises that kept us driving on
And I think I hear a song I know
In the old dance hall I held you close; by morning I was gone
Now it’s Hogmanay and bitter cold, but nobody seems to care
In the amber night below the lights there is music everywhere
And from the harbour deep and dark it’s time to turn for home
And I think I hear the bells ring out
From somewhere o’er the Auld Lang Synes that echo round the shore
I’ve been thinking of so many things
of all the roads that led me on
and all the words I’ve wasted on
dreams that take us nowhere
when all that ever mattered
was waiting for me here
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Street of Sorrow
It's time to wake up, stand up in any given city
It seems the lights have all gone to bed
and the rain pours hard into my mind
and then it hits me
move so fast, rain drops pass
left standing dry with dread
Bury the story, suppress the sanity
Moving down the street of sorrow
No street lights, kick againt the stones
walking down the street of sorrow
Another given moment the cauldren boils
and then the slag begins to rise
The moulten Mass pours on bended knees
Impurities melt and burn away
Pray at last madness pass
There is always one who'll bleed
Bury the story, suppress the sanity
Moving down the street of sorrow
No street lights, kick againt the stones
walking down the street of sorrow
poem by Barbara Vanier
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Spells and Incantations
A vague pearl, a wan pearl
You showed me once; I peered through far-gone winters
Until my mind was fog-bound in that gem.
Blue diamonds, cold diamonds
You shook before me, so that out of them
Glittered and glowed vast diamond dawns of spring.
Tiger-eyed rubies, wrathful rubies
You rolled. I watched their hot hearts fling
Flames from each glaring summer of my life.
Quiet amber, mellow amber
You lifted; and behold the whole air rife
With evening, and the auburn autumn cloud.
But pale skin, your pearl skin
Show this to me, and I shall have surprise
Of every snow-lit dawn before it break.
But clear eyes, your fresh eyes
Open; that I may laugh, and lightly take
All air of early April in one hour.
But brown curls, O shadow me with curls,
Full of September mist, half-gleam, half-glower,
And I shall roam warm nights in lands far south.
poem by Wilfred Owen
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Bedsitterland
Writers: leo sayer & frank farrell
Im thinking of taking
The easy way out
Open the window
Ill fall to the ground
I could do it -- wouldnt be much too it
I gotta little place here in the city
Its kind of small and dirty, its a bedsitter
And theres a lot of us living here
Wall to wall in one big house
And when the night comes round
I can see a lot of lonely lights
There are people in there breathing
But it dont seem right
In the streets way down below me
Im listening for just a sound
But nobody comes around
In bedsitterland
And theres a man below me on the balcony
Crying to be heard
Screaming to be heard
Im haunted by his words
And the people in the street just shrug their shoulders
Saying hes disturbed
Hes in another world
Screaming at the birds
Crying to be heard
I hear his every word
Ive slept in the gutter on a summers day
Oh Ive bummed cigarettes in the night cafes
Ive joined the breadline
Believe I got a deadline
I gotta little place here in the city
Its kind of small and dirty, its a bedsitter
And theres a lot of us living here
Wall to wall in one big house
And when the night comes round
I can see a lot of lonely lights
There are people in there breathing
But it dont seem right
In the streets way down below me
Im listening for just a sound
But nobody comes around
The lights are going down
Nobody comes around
In bedsitterland
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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Single In A State Of Mind
You've got your nights,
Doubled up with meetings.
And you say your days,
Are booked from dawn 'til noon.
But what about me and my time?
You've got me in a single state of mind.
And that's not right...
For the need I have for you.
You turn off lights,
When your neighbor comes to visit.
My jaws are tight!
But there's nothing I can do.
You've got your nights,
Doubled up with meetings.
And you say your days,
Are booked from dawn 'til noon.
You think I will hesitate in waiting?
To offer someone else a dried up prune!
You turn off lights,
When your neighbor comes to visit.
My jaws are tight!
But there's nothing I can do.
Except...
Bam on your door,
Until the lights turn on.
As I watch that creeper sneak,
Back across the street.
Bam on your door,
Until the lights turn on.
As I watch that creeper sneak,
Back across the street.
'Uh...hi.
You busy?
If it's not too late,
Would you like some company? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Honolulu City Lights
Lookin out upon the city lights
And the stars above the ocean
Got my ticket for the midnight plane
And its not easy to leave again
Took my clothes and put them in the bag
Try not to think just yet of leavin
Lookin out into the city night
And its not easy to leave again
(*) each time honolulu city lights
Stir up memories in me
Each night honolulu city lights
Bring me back again
You are my island sunset
You are my island dream
Put on my shoes and light a cigarette
Wonderin which of my friends will be here
Standin with their leis around my neck
Its not easy to leave again
Repeat (*)
song performed by by Carpenters
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Bring Back The Time
You sit alone in your room;
your mind wanders
to the sound of a tune.
A tune that was a hit
so long ago when you were young.
You remember the first time you heard it,
and where you were at the time.
Suddenly a memory springs
from the back of your mind.
Coloured lights and dancing feet
move across your mind.
Your wish now is
bring back the time.
Bring back the days
you remember so well.
Days when there was
a new dance craze every week,
when groups played instruments
before the synthesiser was born,
when songs had lyrics
that everyone could sing
and a tune everyone could hum.
Bring back the teenage time
before the years flew away.
Now in reality I sit and smile,
wishfully thinking I could
bring back the time.
poem by David Harris
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I Like It This Time
when the world is so silent
because everyone is fast asleep.
when the night is dark
when all the lights on the street
are turned off
when no one walks his way
back home
because everyone is finally
at home
i like it this time when the wind
stops when the leaves find
no disturbance
when the paths and roads are
finally vacant from feet and cars
and buses
when every car is parked in the garage
when the child sleeps
in her mothers arms sucking her nipple
when the father is beside mother's
body
when sisters hug each other in bed
i like it this time
when the world finally is rested
for i am now awakened from
my sleep
i like it this time when i begin
to write
when what i hear is this
computer machine is buzzing
fanning (sighing)
like my long trip
in the plane.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Downtown Lights
Sometimes I walk away
When all I really wanna do
Is love and hold you right
There is just one thing I can say
It's all right, can't you see
The downtown lights
In love we're all the same
We're walking down an empty street
And with nobody callin' your name
Empty streets, empty nights
The downtown lights
*How do I know you feel it
How do I know you feel it
How do I know you feel it
How do I know it's true
Can't you see
Nobody loves you this way
It's all right
Tonight and every night
Let's go walking down the city streets
Let's walk in the cool evening light
Wrong or right, the endless sight
The downtown lights
It will be all right
It will be all right
The downtown lights
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(*Repeat)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Downtown lights
The neons and the cigarettes
The rented rooms and rented cars
The crowded streets, the empty bars
Chimneytops, trumpets
The golden lights, the loving prayers
Colored shoes, the empty trains
I'm tired of cryin' on the stairs
Downtown lights
It'll be all right
It'll be all right
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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City Lights
Oh oh I feel the city rhythm
Oh oh I love those city lights
But when the sun comes up
And the partys over
I dont care Im coming back tonight
To the bright city lights
Home from work got your money in your pocket
Pull on your boots brand new suit
If you had the chance youd hock it
For a night on the tiles
And a shot of midnight fever
Get off your back get on the track
Tune in your receiver oh oh
Oh oh I feel the city rhythm
Oh oh I love those city lights
But when the sun comes up
And the partys over
I dont care Im coming back tonight
To the bright city lights
Truck down the street feeling kinda funky
Get on the beat shuffle your feet
Never know you might get lucky
You got love on the brain
Flashing like a neon
Feed 'em a line
Give 'em a sign
Theyre looking for a come on oh oh
Oh oh I feel the city rhythm
Oh oh I love those city lights
But when the sun comes up
And the partys over
I dont care Im coming back tonight
To the bright city lights
No way to stop when the musics in your body
Into the night feel all right
No time for feeling sorry
You go down to the club
With the old familiar faces
Buy 'em a drink kick up a stink
Everybodys going crazy oh oh
Oh oh I feel the city rhythm
Oh oh I love those city lights
But when the sun comes up
And the partys over
I dont care Im coming back tonight
To the bright city lights
To the bright city lights
To the bright city lights
To the bright city lights
Oh I love those city lights
song performed by by 10 Cc
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Yellow Cat
This song was first released on the rhymes and reasons album. it is the only album it has been released on.
Its late december the new years never coming
Time passes slowly in a two room walk up flat
The sun is silent
As a cold rain gonna come on
No one to talk to
But my ladys yellow cat
Rain drops talling on the flowers
In the window box
Plastic roses that I planted yesterday
I didnt think it does too soon
But there all withered now
Seems like everything I touch
Turns out that way
Well I guess I just go walking
The cats no good tor talkinto
He r dont know what Im saying
And the rain is always
Playing on my mind
On my mind
Street lights driring through the blinds
That cover window panes
Blending soflly with the bare lights over head
Then together
They run swiflly through my memory
And every image ot a strange and empty bed
Words and music by fromholz
song performed by by John Denver
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A Sleepless Night
Old pipes creak and groan
almost as though a visitor is beyond the door
the lights of a passing car appear
against the blinds upon the window
holding almost for a second too long
tired the mind strays beyond all reason
into flights of fancy and mild fear
such thoughts linger, leave and return
warmth envelopes the body
making sweat run, damping hopes of sleep
beyond the duvet a cold chill waits
a duel between the two beckons
while the heart pounds against the chest
counting the unseen seconds
the mind alert making nonsense
footsteps, a cough, the wind
all noises play against reason
what lurks beyond the window
what awaits in the darkness of the street
what prevents this sleep
a thought created in tiredness
echoes late into the night
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Rhythm Of The City
The news is out, its hot on the street
Its down to the wire, its back to the beat
As the sun goes west theres change in the wind
Hear the rhythm of hearts as the night rushes in
Feel the temperature rise to a fever pitch
And the city will hold back its power
Then the rhythm explodes as the hour strikes
*midnight, my love is alive
Cant you feel the heat
Of emotions taking over
Midnight, my love will survive
Cant you feel the rhythm
I can feel the rhythm of the city*
The night draws near, the street lights reveal
A whole world beyond this concrete and steel
Let me feel your touch in the midnight wind
In the traffic of hearts as the night rushes in
Feel the temperature rise to a fever pitch
And the city will hold back its power
Then the rhythm explodes as the hour strikes
(* repeat)
Come on baby turn out the lights
Let me move you to the rhythm tonight
Feel it building to my every beat
Keep me comin til Im back on the street and its
(* repeat)
song performed by by Survivor
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