What of that morning that lied astray

In pitiless bottom of an outbreak quiver
Spilling its ashes on a transparent tray
Remorseless in the eyes of a believer

I stood still gazed atom edged and cut
In a drawing nigh all blurred clouded smudged
I stood still astounded with no sound but
A message bottled world that bore no grudge

Against the ruins closing of its own
Against an abyss of all the things known

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The Tiber River

The traffic ran one way
Down the old main drag
As I stood on the bridge of the Tiber River
The traffic ran one way
Down the old main drag
And I gazed at the ruins all scattered ‘round
And there were boards on the windows
Of the musty old houses
And they were ruins, all scattered ‘round

The wind was a-blowing
It was late September
As I stood on the bridge of the Tiber River
The window was a-howling
It was late September
And I gazed at the leaves on the soft, dirty ground
And I cursed on each one
That jumped down off each tree
There were ruins all scattered ‘round

The waves were rolling
If I remember
As I stood on the bridge of the Tiber River
The waves they were rolling
If I remember
And the river’s waters ran ragged and brown
The salt of the ocean
Was in my cuts and my bruises
There were ruins all scattered ‘round

I allow I’ll come back
Sometime in summer
Just to stand on the bridge of the Tiber River
I allow I’ll come back
Some day, and some summer
If I make enough money in town
And I’ll lay down and die
On the soft, dirty ground
With the rest of the ruined old things scattered ‘round

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The Caged Eagle

. . . I went the other day
To see the birds and beasts they keep enmewed
In the London Zoo. One of the first I saw —
One of the first I noticed, was an Eagle,
Ragged, befouled, within his iron bars
He sat without a movement or a sound,
And, when I stood and pitying looked at him,
I saw his great sad eyes that winkless gazed
Out to the horizon sky. I passed from there,
And walked about the gardens hither and thither,
Till all the afternoon was spent. Returning then
To seek my home, again by chance I passed
The Eagle's cage, and stood again and looked,
And saw his great sad eyes that winkless gazed
Out to the horizon sky. So I went home. . . .
The Eagle is Ireland.

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My Soul Mate

As the waves crashed against my body
the refreshing cool water relaxed me
but as he drew near I became hot and anxious
for him to take me into my world
in this world I’m untouchable
invincible
unstoppable
in a degree it’s almost dangerous
for me to be in
as he inched closer to me
I felt my knees become jelly
I found myself starting to slip
into my world
he grabs my hand under the water
with his soft
gentle
loving hands that comforted me
make me feel safe and loved
in his arms is where I belong
for all eternity
as he pulls me close butterflies
start in the top of my stomach
and end up dragging on the bottom of the water

at that moment
time stood still
there were no minutes
no days no years
nothing as if someone had pushed puased
to their favorite movie
at that moment when time stood still
our eyes met for the first time
in my world
as we bolth gazed into eachother's eyes
he searched for something and found it
my soul he now has a part of my soul
and I have a part of his
in that same sweet
incredible
moment we became something so
life changing that we wouldn't be the same ever again
we became
soul mates

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A Family Of Seven

I have heard “The mirror tells not a lie, ’
I assuming myself the gorgeous one
Abased in front of the looking-glass.
I was one but the reflections were seven
I was baffled either one was in seven or seven were in one,
The images were mix: male and female,
They all bore my bearings but deformed and mortified
And bore the signs of identity on the chests.

A reflection had razor-sharp teeth, the front ones quite naked,
Black dishevelled hair it had, and fingers with long nails,
And mouth with dots of blood and bore a sign of identity,
“Miss. Ferocity.”

Another image stood along with severity upon the face,
The eyes were reddish-brown and the forehead screwed up,
Upon the head it had a burnished crown,
Not of gold but of iron or steel,
The image bore the symbol of individuality, “Mr. Pride.”

An image resembling me bore the impressions slack,
Yawned time and again with the sleepy eyes,
Restless she was as if being delayed to go to bed,
She did not seem to have interest except in comforts,
The badge on her chest named her, “Miss Lethargy.”

An over-fattened bulky stout figure
Stood, pressing others with her weight,
She inhaled her breath snorting through the nostrils,
And looked with avaricious eyes around herself,
As if she looked for a feast to be nourished,
Time and again she swabbed her dry lips with the tongue,
The contents of her identity showed, she was “Miss. Gluttony.”

A covetous being stood along with a crown of gold,
Her costume was costly well embroidered
With the thread golden and silvery,
Her pockets were loose but filled with the coins,
She had along a handbag overflowing weighty
As if spilling over with costly stones,
She bore the mark exhibiting her name, “Miss Greed.”

A slim smart, sable in colour stood along, a creature,
She scowled when the other stood beside her,
Black flies hummed around her head,
As gloomy thoughts surround the murky minds.
She was a bag of bones, she breathed out a blaze
When she exhaled as if furnace burnt in her chest,
She seemed to have no pleasure since she was born,
And did not taste a worthwhile feeling except scorn,
She was known amid the figures, “Miss Jealousy.”

A strengthless figure with close eyes stood propped,
Leaning against the wall, seemed to be in slumber
Since centuries, I might have assumed him dead
If he would not have breathed with faint grunt,
He bore the sign of his character, “Mr. Conscience.”

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Over The Falls

They broke out in laughter again,
His lip beaded with sweat as they strapped him in,
And he stood by and waited to be called.
The talk was of times that had gone by
And the quantity and quality of women they lie.
His eyes welled with wet and his mouth had gone dry.
As he stood by and waited to be called.
He stood by and waited to be called.
He stood by and waited like the others before
For his turn to go over the falls.
He got up and tried it again.
For lack of persistence is surely a sin.
As he stood by and waited to be called,
He looked to the lightning with glee
And admired his vessel for its symmetry,
Feeling twelve units shy of a bachelors degree.
As he stood by and waited to be called.
He stood by and waited to be called.
He stood by and waited like the others before
For his turn to go over the falls.

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When Time Stood Still

Far beyond the things you see
Time rolls on eternally
Got a thing about it
Just cant live without it
Sitting there inside your mind
Just waiting for the clock to chime
On a lonely line
Stood a lonely man
No pictures on an empty wall
No body there no one at all
Just echoes in the ivory halls
When time stood still
Days line up outside the door
Thought time had stopped there was no more
Been a lonely world
Such a lonely world
No pictures on an empty wall
No toulouse, vincent, or pablo
Just echoes in the ivory halls
When time stood still
No big machine or april showers
No submarines no plastic flowers
Just echoes in the ivory towers
When time stood still
When time stood still
When time stood still
When time stood still

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The Sound Of The Atom Splitting

(lowe/tennant/lipson/horn)
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I hate you
I hate you
Nothing will ever be the same
Oh really
Don't be silly
I told you it was all a game
Whenever i see you or your work
It makes me feel like spitting
What's that noise?
Oh that
We've been expecting it for ages
It's the sound of the atom splitting
He's a villain,
Him over there
With a stocking on his head
Look, there's another one
They call themselves pinheads
What's that noise over there?
Is it the corrogated iron they're hitting?
No, no, it's perfectly normal
It's just the sound of the atom splitting
Whose side are you on anyway?
Is that some kind of threat?
Well, i suppose it will have to do
As long as you don't make too much mess
And would the last person to leave
- once you all finish kissing -
Turn the video on to record
You never know what you're missing
Bread and circuses
And maybe later
The sound of the atom splitting
Quiet at the back, please!
No whistling
It's the sound
The sound
The sound of the atom splitting
I hate you
I hate you
Quiet at the back, please!
No whistling
It's the sound
The sound
The sound of the atom splitting
It's the sound
The sound
The sound of the atom splitting
Oh really
Don't be silly
I told you it was all a game
It's the sound
What's that noise?
Quiet at the back, please!

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I Stood With the Dead

I Stood with the Dead, so forsaken and still:
When dawn was grey I stood with the Dead.
And my slow heart said, 'You must kill, you must kill:
'Soldier, soldier, morning is red'.

On the shapes of the slain in their crumpled disgrace
I stared for a while through the thin cold rain...
'O lad that I loved, there is rain on your face,
'And your eyes are blurred and sick like the plain.'

I stood with the Dead ... They were dead; they were dead;
My heart and my head beat a march of dismay:
And gusts of the wind came dulled by the guns.
'Fall in!' I shouted; 'Fall in for your pay!'

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I’m Astounded By His Strange Love

I am astounded by His strange love,
by the way He lived just as a mere man
where He the creator God chose
to Himself bore man’s punishment.

I am astounded by His strange love,
by the way He wrote in the sand,
forcing the men who wanted to kill to leave
and forgiving Mary Magdalene.

I am astounded by His strange love,
by the way that He daily dwells with me,
being gentle like a unblemished dove
where I am a man full of sin and iniquity,

I am astounded by His strange love

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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part III: Gods And False Gods: LVII

ON A LOST OPPORTUNITY
We might, if you had willed, have conquered Heaven.
Once only in our lives before the gate
Of Paradise we stood, one fortunate even,
And gazed in sudden rapture through the grate.
And, while you stood astonished, I, our fate
Venturing, pushed the latch and found it free.
There stood the tree of knowledge fair and great
Beside the tree of life. One instant we
Stood in that happy garden, guardianless.
My hands already turned towards the tree
And in another moment we had known
The taste of joy and immortality
And been ourselves as gods. But in distress
You thrust me back with supplicating arms
And eyes of terror, till the impatient sun
Had time to set and till the heavenly host
Rushed forth on us with clarions and alarms
And cast us out for ever, blind and lost.

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No Mater What

We know where I’m going
I’m leaving to do right for this world
Leaving to make a mark
Keep all those I see safe
To stand strong as a symbol for the world to recognize
I am your protector and savior
I shall be your hero and do what must be done

With this, I do promise to my loved ones
You shall never hear code 10-00
Sirens will not sound
The black-purple banners will not be hung
And Amazing Grace will not cry over us

The bagpipes will not be needed
The march will never happen
There will not be 21 shots in my name
There will be no box to sleep in
And no flag to drape over me

But if it did, tell all who loved me
Tell the ones that cared about me
I stood as their guardian
I stood to be the one to fight and protect
I stood for courage and strength
I stood to keep all of you safe

And it is my choice to be New York’s Finest
I will be the best of the best
So as to keep my family
My loved ones
Safe from harm

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You Have To Be Joking

(autopsy of the devil's brain)
You have to be joking
They wouldn't do what you said
Oh, my vision is blurred again
You have to be kiddin' me
They wouldn't do those unspeakable things
Oh, my jesus
It's worse than you think
Stood here in the morning
Got no science to explain
Seems to me that god and the devil
Are both the same
You have to be lyin'
They wouldn't do what you told me about
Oh, my vision is blurred again (2x)

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You Have To Be Joking (Autopsy Of The Devil's Brain)

Autopsy of the Devil's Brain)
You have to be joking
They wouldn't do what you said
Oh, my vision is blurred again
You have to be kiddin' me
They wouldn't do those unspeakable things
Oh, my Jesus
It's worse than you think
Stood here in the morning
Got no science to explain
Seems to me that God and the devil
Are both the same
You have to be lyin'
They wouldn't do what you told me about
Oh, my vision is blurred again (2x

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You Keep Your Lips and What's Behind Them Zipped

You keep your lips and what's behind them zipped.
No explanation do you give for this.
But then you expect understanding given for it.
And you're bottled up.
You're bottled up!

You do a tantrum dance and go into your fits.
You spit words of venom with a delivered hiss.
And then you wish somebody to bring to you gifts.
And you're bottled up.
You're bottled up!

What makes you think you are deserving of it?
You're not even using those you've been blessed with.
You curse the Earth and spit on it,
When you should give it a kiss!
And you're bottled up.
You're bottled up!
And you're bottled up...
With a half filled cup.

You keep your lips and what's behind them zipped.
No explanation do you give for this.
With your jaws tight together like a big hypocrite.
And you're bottled up.
You're bottled up!
And you're bottled up...
With a half filled cup.
You're bottled up!
You are bottled up.
With guts sucked in and ready to explode,
On a moment's noticed!

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Flutter

word by word
she spoke to me
hidden neath a mess of bygone linnen
she listens as to dry a thousand tongues
my love is thin and thinning
some cherised flower
flutters through
gentleborn beloved you
kindness always
kindness always
i hear the sound
the sound she's left me
i stood her ground
no
they've swayed me
i hear the sound
the sound she's left me
i stood her ground
i hear the sound
the sound she's left me
wrapped tight
inside your shawl
we wander round this dingy hall
softly spoken
shaken tree
the ash grove we come to be
the blood run
the blood run away
from arm and leg to a warm heart
all our colors agree
in the dark
but no man lives upon that land
far enough for us to see
i hear your voice yeah
in the hum of this machine
i hear the sound
the sound you've left me
i stood her ground
i hear the sound
the sound she's left me

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Growin Up

I stood stonelike at midnight suspended in my masquerade
I combed my hair till it was just right and commanded the night brigade
I was open to pain and crossed by the rain and I walked on a crooked crutch
I strolled all alone through a fallout zone and came out with my soul untouched
I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd but when they said 'sit down I stood up
Ooh-ooh growin up
The flag of piracy flew from my mast my sails were set wing to wing
I had a jukebox graduate for first mate she couldnt sail but she sure could sing
I pushed b-52 and bombed 'em with the blues with my gear set stubborn on standing
I broke all the rules strafed my old high school never once gave thought to landing
I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd but when they said 'come down I threw up
Ooh-ooh growin up
I took month-long vacations in the stratosphere and you know its really hard to hold your breath
I swear I lost everything I ever loved or feared I was the cosmic kid
Well my feet they finally took root in the earth but I got me a nice little place in the stars
I swear I found the key to the universe in the engine of an old parked car
I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd but when they said'sit downi stood up
Ooh-ooh growin up
Ooh-ooh growin up

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My Blue Eyes And The Blue Sea

My eyes are blue as sea in sunny days,
And shinning when i'm happy like a flower getting water,
I'm sharing with the sea my optimism, my dreams,
And when the sea is smiling i'm happier than ever.

Blue sea that my heart so much adores,
It's makes my soul thrilled,
Of happiness and peaceful music of the waves,
Just balancing my soul to higher goals.

Admiring the sea my soul smiles,
For finding such a wonderful remedy,
My body runs away from a horrible abyss,
And enters in the sea, a living world.

My eyes are connecting the world when open up in mornings,
Their message of hope and kindness reach everyone's heart,
All the seas of the world get into darkness,
When i'm closing my blue eyes to think.

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Just think of what Woodrow Wilson stood for: he stood for world government. He wanted an early United Nations, League of Nations. But it was the conservatives, Republicans, that stood up against him.

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Thank You Always For A Beautiful Day

You fearful and strong
Drew the lines across the palm
Prolonged the drawing into the sight
Of morning wisdoms dew drops see through
Transparent gowns you took them off all
Still veiled you stood painted in the light
And once I step into your circle
There’s an aureole rise sparking from hands
Into a thin air word electrified spinning around
I will be taken danced with and peacefully lulled asleep
Thank you always for a beautiful day

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Sonny Sailor Boy (live)

On a day of days
I stood and gazed
over the western sea
I was completely dazed
wide-mouthed and amazed
when a mermaid called to me
Oh-wo-oh-wo-oh
Oh-wo-oh-wo-oh-wo
My sunny sailor boy
Like a man in a dream
for an age it seemed
I stood as still as a stone
while the creature sang
and her melody rang
like a memory calling me home
Oh-wo-oh-wo-oh
Oh-wo-oh-wo-oh-wo
My sunny sailor boy

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