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Daylight you bring me
hours of repose; nighttime,
hours of wakefulness.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Is All About You
1 hour unity,
2 hours peace,
3 hours playing,
4 hours sleeping,
5 hours smiling,
6 hours living,
7 hours trusting in your muse!
For this river is mine and yours foeevers;
And, i want to be close to you always.
1 hour smiling,
2 hours learning,
3 hours thinking,
4 hours with your muse,
5 hours teaching,
6 hours working,
But, the 7th hour comes for me to sleep with you;
Because, this love is all about you! !
And, i want to be with you always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Nights
In the middle of my night,
still hours from day
as I toss and turn I'm wide-awake
but still in my bed I lay.
But while my comforter
keeps out the cold,
still in my wakefulness
I fear getting old.
I'm aware that the world
keeps moving along.
The wheels and ships
are humming their song.
And as the hours
bring me to dawn
I stretch, I scratch
and then I yawn.
I must join the world
and hum my song
until another bedtime
comes along.
In the middle of the night,
still hours from day
as I toss and turn I'm wide-awake.
But still in my bed I pray.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Daylight
All of the nights when the light was low and day seemed so far away
Darkness was endless and i kept seeing ghosts turn in shades of grey
I wanted to see things just the way they used to be
Don't want those shadows hanging over me
Daylight, i wanna see daylight
Wanna see daylight that shines all around
Daylight, i wanna see clear blue light
Wanna see daylight that shines all around
Hours and hours in towers on the back road of tragedy
Voices are calling and fingers come on crawling all over me
Then when i sit up and my hands begin to shake
Suddenly there i see the dawn break
Only one thing keeping me sane, oh
song performed by by Asia
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7 Hours
Today's a sunny day
And there's a lot of time to go with it
For me
I want to celebrate and have fun for 7 hours
So ladies and gentlemen
Make the food
Fill up the drinks
It's going to be a fun 7 hours
I'll bring my poems
Maybe my photos
Perhaps even show the ladies a dance I know
7 hours
And the time is ours
Full of nice memories
Full of good times
Full of new friendships
Full of whatever we want to make of it
These 7 hours
These 7 hours of perhaps stress free and
drama free
These 7 hours to be what we want it to be
poem by Justin Gildow
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Cant It Wait Until Tomorrow
(nickolas ashford/valerie simpson)
I know youre standing there
Trying to say the words
You took so long to prepare
But I laugh, pretending I dont see
Cause I dont wanna hear
What you got to say to me
Cant it wait until tomorrow
Before you bring me the showers
Cant it wait until tomorrow
Give me 24 more hours
I ve seen it coming for quite sometime now
Dont you know Ive tried to stop it
In every way I know how
And I know its hard for you
As it is for me
So listen to my heart
Begging desperately
Cant it wait until tomorrow
Before you bring me the showers
Oh wait until tomorrow
Give me 24 more hours
Baby please give me 24 more hours
Cant it wait until tomorrow
Before you bring me the showers
Cant it wait until tomorrow
Give me 24 more hours
Cant it wait until tomorrow
Before you bring me the showers
Oh wait until tomorrow
Give me 24 more hours
song performed by by Diana Ross
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0274 Spam
Three to four more inches,
greater powers
to keep hard at it
for hours and hours,
wake the neighbours
with her moans,
buy now or she could
leave you for Mr Jones
think I'll wait,
see if she goes,
I much prefer
a night's repose
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Flight Delays (Life Poem)
Sympathyless disbelief when I complain again,
Delays are the balance for the glamour of flying.
Nine hours in Sao Paulo while the ATC strike,
Eight hours in Vienna while new wheel flies in,
Seven sins would be justified by this purgatory,
Six times six hours from CBB to DUB last week,
Five hours sweating in Port au Prince plastic chair,
Four hours for rain in Miami seems not so bad,
Three hours in Shannon for bomb threat search,
Two hours sitting in Seattle with mad dash in Kennedy.
One would be happier walking, swimming or driving.
poem by Ian Beckett
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The fact is that daytime television is less valued than nighttime, and it's partly because of the product that we produce. We do a one-hour show in 12 hours. Nighttime produces a one-hour show in seven to nine days.
quote by Deidre Hall
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Between Midnight And Daylight
Their shadows danced closer on the honky tonk walls
As the band plays the last verse to that goin' home waltz
And they'll start to peril 'neath the parking lot moon
And some cars and a pickup won't be picked up 'til noon
Somewhere between midnight and daylight
It's an after hours merry-go-round
Somewhere between midnight and daylight
There's a whole lot of love lost and found
I wish I could say now that I've learned it all
From my observations as a fly on the wall
But if lonesome's a crime oh, I'm guilty as sin
'Cause tomorrow I'll pickup my ol' pickup again
Somewhere between midnight and daylight
It's an after hours merry-go-round
Somewhere between midnight and daylight
There's a whole lot of love lost and found
There's a whole lot of love lost and found
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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The Coloured Hours
GRAY hours have cities,
Green hours have rhymes
Of hearts grown loving
In old summertimes,
But the white hours have only
A cloud in the sky
And a star, bright and lonely,
To remember them by.
Gold hours have laughter,
Red hours have song
Drawn from lost fountains
Of beauty and wrong.
But the white hours,–O, tender
As rose-flakes they lie,
With youth's fallen splendour
To remember them by.
poem by Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
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Between Midnight & Daylight
(kenny chesney/sanger d. shafer)
Their shadows danced closer on the honky tonk walls
As the band plays the last verse to that goin home waltz
And theyll start to peril neath the parking lot moon
And some cars and a pickup wont be picked up til noon
Somewhere between midnight and daylight
Its an after hours merry-go-round
Somewhere between midnight and daylight
Theres a whole lot of love lost and found
I wish I could say now that Ive learned it all
>from my observations as a fly on the wall
But if lonesomes a crime oh, Im guilty as sin
cause tomorrow Ill pickup my ol pickup again
Somewhere between midnight and daylight
Its an after hours merry-go-round
Somewhere between midnight and daylight
Theres a whole lot of love lost and found
Theres a whole lot of love lost and found
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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Twenty Four Hours From Tulsa
(burt bacharach / hal david)
Dearest, darlin
I had to write to say that I wont be home anymore
For something happened to me
As I was driving home
And Im not the same anymore
Oh, I was only twenty-four hours from tulsa
Oh, only one day away from your arms
I saw the welcoming light
And stopped to rest for the night
And that is when I saw him
As I pulled in outside of a small hotel
He was there
And so I walked up to him
Asked where I could get something to eat
And he showed me where
Oh, I was only twenty-four hours from tulsa
Oh, only one day away from your arms
He took me to the cafe
And he asked me if I would stay
I said okay
Oh, I was only twenty-four hours from tulsa
Oh, only one day away from your arms
The jukebox started to play
And nighttime turned into day
As we were dancing closely
All of a sudden I lost control as he held me tight
And then he kissed me, caressed me
Told me he would die before he would let me out of his arms
Oh, I was only twenty-four hours from tulsa
Oh, only one day away from your arms
I hate to do this to you
But Ive found somebody new
What can I do?
And I could never, never, never go home again
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Hours Continuing Long
HOURS continuing long, sore and heavy-hearted,
Hours of the dusk, when I withdraw to a lonesome and unfrequented
spot, seating myself, leaning my face in my hands;
Hours sleepless, deep in the night, when I go forth, speeding swiftly
the country roads, or through the city streets, or pacing miles
and miles, stifling plaintive cries;
Hours discouraged, distracted--for the one I cannot content myself
without, soon I saw him content himself without me;
Hours when I am forgotten, (O weeks and months are passing, but I
believe I am never to forget!)
Sullen and suffering hours! (I am ashamed--but it is useless--I am
what I am;)
Hours of my torment--I wonder if other men ever have the like, out of
the like feelings?
Is there even one other like me--distracted--his friend, his lover,
lost to him?
Is he too as I am now? Does he still rise in the morning, dejected,
thinking who is lost to him? and at night, awaking, think who
is lost?
Does he too harbor his friendship silent and endless? harbor his
anguish and passion? 10
Does some stray reminder, or the casual mention of a name, bring the
fit back upon him, taciturn and deprest?
Does he see himself reflected in me? In these hours, does he see the
face of his hours reflected?
poem by Walt Whitman
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Summer Home In Your Arms
You take your coat off and throw it on the floor
Night delivers you to my arms once more
You feel so familiar as you get into bed
Cigarette smoke halo around you head
You lean over and kiss me so sweet...
I could lay with you like this for hours...
Hours and hours
Building a summer home in your arms
I kiss you with the languid adiration of slumber
Landin random as lotto numbers
One for each eye
And, oops, one on your nose
And ten for each of your cute little toes
You lean over and kiss me so sweet...
I could lay with you like this for hours...
Hours and hours...
Building a summer home in your arms
Am I crazy, do I talk too much?
Sometimes I think your silence is a crutch
Am I mad, are you married?
Oh jesus this love stuff can sure be scary
But so sweet... so sweet
Here in your arms
Im a bit of a mess and Im gone too much
But when Im away its you I long to touch
And certain things remind me its such a special treat
As these little things that bring you to me
You lean over and kiss me so sweet...
I could lay with you like this for hours...
Hours and hours...
Building a summer home in your arms
Im building a summer home in your arms
Im building a summer home in your arms
Im building a summer home in your arms
Built with all your charms
song performed by by Jewel
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Four hours of makeup, and then an hour to take it off. It's tiring. I go in, I get picked up at two-thirty in the morning, I get there at three. I wait four hours, go through it, ready to work at seven, work all day long for twelve hours, and get it taken off for an hours, go home and go to sleep, and do the same thing again.
quote by Peter Sarsgaard
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It's a shame that the only thing a man can do for eight hours a day is work. He can't eat for eight hours; he can't drink for eight hours; he can't make love for eight hours. The only thing a man can do for eight hours is work.
quote by William Faulkner
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He spent hours and hours and hours practising these conjuring tricks. It's just such a curious thing.
quote by Simon Callow
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To be the best, you need to spend hours and hours and hours running, hitting the speed bag, lifting weights and focusing on training.
quote by Sugar Ray Leonard
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The Cat Still Wander Free
The Councillors of the Shire of Sherbrooke of late passed a decree
That in the hours of darkness no cat should wander free
That all cats be kept behind closed door during the hours of dark
And not be left to roam and prowl though woodland and through park.
Domestic cats a threat to nocturnal creatures the Shire legislators say
But cat a bigger threat to wildlife during the hours of day
In daylight hours domestic cat always prowling around
And stalking unsuspecting bird who search for food on ground
Before tackling a brush tail Possum a cat would think twice
He'd end up bruised and battered and that too much a price
He'd rather kill blackbird or robin or defenceless native mouse
Or little wren in garden beside his neighbour's house.
The Councillors of Sherbrooke have got the wrong idea
As cat does most damage by day or so 'twould seem to me
So between the hours of dawn and dark the cat still wander free
To stalk lyrebird who scrape on ground beside the forest tree.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Work eight hours and sleep eight hours and make sure that they are not the same hours.
quote by T. Boone Pickens
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