Rockin' Chair
I'm older than I'd wish to be
This town hold no more for me
All my life I try to find another way
I don't care for your attitude
You bring me down I think you're rude
All my life I try to make a better day
It's hard enough being alone
Sitting here by the phone
Waiting for my memories
To come and play
It's hard enough sitting there
Rockin' in your rockin' chair
It's all too much to take
When you're not there
It's hard enough being alone
Sitting here by the phone
Waiting for my memories
To come and play
song performed by by Oasis from The Masterplan
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Rockin Chair
Im older than Id wish to be
This town hold no more for me
All my life I try to find another way
I dont care for your attitude
You bring me down I think youre rude
All my life I try to make a better day
Its hard enough being alone
Sitting here by the phone
Waiting for my memories
To come and play
Its hard enough sitting there
Rockin in your rockin chair
Its all too much to take
When youre not there
song performed by by Oasis
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Goodby Mass
Sitting on a hard chair try to sit straight
Sitting on a hard chair this moment won't wait
Listening to the speakers they're talking about you
Look at all the people all the people you know
Sitting with my back straight it becomes hard to hear
Some people are crying it becomes hard to hear
I don't think you'd have liked it you would have made a joke
You would have made it easier you'd say "tomorrow I'm smoke"
Sitting on a hard chair how far we have come
Trying hard to listen to your friends who have come
Some of them are famous and some are just like me
Trying hard to listen trying hard to see
Sitting in a hard chair it's over time to stand
Some people are crying I turn to grab your hand
It's your daughter saying thank you
You, you would have made a joke
"Isn't this something," you say, "tomorrow I'm smoke
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Goodby Mass - In A Chapel Bodily Termination
Sitting on a hard chair try to sit straight
Sitting on a hard chair this moment wont wait
Listening to the speakers theyre talking about you
Look at all the people all the people you knew
Sitting with my back straight it becomes hard to hear
Some people are crying it becomes hard to hear
I dont think youd have liked it you would have made a joke
You would have made it easier youd say tomorrow Im smoke
Sitting on a hard chair how far we have come
Trying hard to listen to your friends who have come
Some of them are famous and some are just like me
Trying hard to listen trying hard to see
Sitting in a hard chair its over time to stand
Some people are crying I turn to grab your hand
Its your daughter saying thank you, you, you would have made a joke
Isnt this something, you say, tomorrow Im smoke
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Sitting In An Empty House
Sitting in an emtpy house
Waiting for the phone to ring
Sitting in an empty house
Wanting someone to call about anything
Sitting in an house
Just a cat for company
Sitting in an empty house
Will someone please take time for me?
Sitting in an empty house
No one knows I'm so alone
Sitting in an empty house
The pain I feel remains unknown
04/29/06
Rockin In The U. S. A.
Im flyin in a 747, Im passing by the pearly gates
And Im comin real close to heaven
And my guitar just cant wait, it just cant wait
In france really had the chance, yeah, there was plenty romance
Ive been to england too, there wasnt much to do
One thing I know is true, what I would rather do is
Rockin in the u.s.a.
Nowhere else Id rather stay
Rockin and a-rollin, rockin and a-rollin
Rockin in the u.s.a.
Germany was really neat, just wasnt much to eat
And denmark was great, but I just cant wait, rockin in the u.s.a.
Rockin in the u.s.a. (rockin in the u.s.a.)
Nowhere else Id rather stay (rockin in the u.s.a.)
Rockin and a-rollin (rockin and rollin)
Rockin and a-rollin (rockin and rollin)
Rockin in the u.s.a.
Rockin in the u.s.a. (rockin in the u.s.a.)
Nowhere else Id rather stay (rockin in the u.s.a.)
Rockin and a-rollin (rockin and rollin)
Rockin and a-rollin (rockin and rollin)
Rockin in the u.s.a.
Rockin in the u.s.a. (rockin in the u.s.a.)
Nowhere else Id rather stay (rockin in the u.s.a.)
Rockin and a-rollin (rockin and rollin)
Rockin and a-rollin (rockin and rollin)
Rockin in the u.s.a.
Rockin in the u.s.a. (rockin in the u.s.a.)
Nowhere else Id rather stay (rockin in the u.s.a.)
Rockin and a-rollin (rockin and rollin)
Rockin and a-rollin (rockin and rollin)
Rockin in the u.s.
U.s.a.
song performed by by Kiss
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Rockin' On Christmas Day (Lyrics) :
We'll get ourselves ready, and we'll tune the guitars.
We'll get ourselves ready today.
Just to bring the Christmas Spirit this way.
We'll be rockin' on Christmas Day.
We'll be a rockin' it, rollin' it, rockin' and a rollin' it.
Rockin' on Christmas Day.
Then we'll get ourselves ready.
And we'll set up the drums.
So get ready to drum and play.
Just to bring the Christmas Spirit this way.
We'll be rockin' on Christmas Day..
We'll be a rockin' it, rollin' it, rockin' and a rollin' it.
Rockin' on Christmas Day.
Then we'll get ourselves ready, and we'll sing for the day.
So get ready to sing and play.
Just to bring the Christmas Spirit this way.
We'll be rockin' on Christmas Day.
We'll be a rockin' it, rollin' it, rockin' and a rollin' it.
Rockin' on Christmas day.
We'll be rockin' on, rockin' on...
We'll be rockin' on Christmas Day..
Rockin' On Christmas Day By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1982,2009..
ALL rights reserved..
poem by Kim Robin Edwards
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Guys Like Me
(Kostas/Treant Summar)
Well, theres no more smokey bars in California,
There aint no wildlife left in Tennessee,
But I keep on living every song Im singing,
And their trying to put an end to guys like me.
All thats left in Bakersfield is a jukebox,
And its haunted by old songs and memories,
Its getting hard to find a place to play my guitar,
And their trying to put an end to guys like me.
Well, Id like to find a place where love surrounds me,
Some town where they dont mind me hanging around,
A place where life dont move to fast,
And what you are is not a thing of the past.
Where you can land your dreams on solid ground,
Well, Im sitting on a barstool down on Broadway,
Waiting for my turn to sing my dreams,
Im just a California boy with my old guitar,
And their trying to put and end to guys like me.
Well, Id like to find a place where love surrounds me,
Some town where they dont mind me hanging around,
A place where life dont move to fast,
And what you are is not a thing of the past.
Where you can land your dreams on solid ground,
Well, Im sitting on a barstool down on Broadway,
Waiting for my turn to sing my dreams,
Im just a California boy with my old guitar,
And their trying to put and end to guys like me.
Yeah, their trying to put an end to guys like me...
song performed by by Gary Allan
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Under the Sunset Sky
Sitting under the sunset sky
Laying around I wonder why
You value me so much more
Than any other you’ve met before
Why you feel so safe by me
And no the others that you see
Sitting under the sunset sky
I find comfort and I sigh
Knowing all is well by you
Having peace in all I do
Watching my troubles fall away
Not wanting then back any day
Sitting under the sunset sky
When you’re sad I want to cry
Feeling you’re sorrow, hurt and pain
When it’s done, all for gain
Drawing away from the past
What’s done is done and shouldn’t last
Sitting under the sunset sky
Only thing to do is deny
The comfort found when we’re alone
Feelings around us never shown
If only to live for how we feel
Soon this love would we seal
Sitting under the sunset sky
Longing for you by and by
Can’t get you off my mind
All the reasons trying to find
Thinking so hard never to know
Why you might care for me so
Sitting under the sunset sky
Hoping you won’t chose another guy
To be the one, to live the life
That good men live, without strife
To be with you is my goal
Are you the match for my soul?
Sitting under the sunset sky
To be with you when I die
Would be the best of any dream
Looking around, you see me beam
I’ve found the one out of all
Now it’s done, this task not small
poem by Brian Potthast
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White Bird Of Texas
The last time I spoke to my aunt before she died
She was describing to me this incredible owl
That was sitting in a tree
It meant nothing to me
But it means a lot more now
Because Im waiting, Im waiting, Im waiting for the bird
Im waiting, Im ready, I know it is my turn
All those cigarettes, alcohol, this bodys through
Youre gone for sure when the bird comes for you
And the last time I spoke to my uncle before he died
It was the very same week, but one year before her
He was sitting alone in his study, on the phone
When a giant hawk flew by
Said, Im waiting, Im waiting, Im waiting for the bird,
I didnt expect to be noticed or heard.
Oh, elizabeth, help me, I cant find the room,
Youre gone for sure when the bird comes for you.
And, oh, it is scary
And, oh, it is cold to the bone
My bodys not ready for my mind to learn
I have just been consigned here to rot in the earth
Said, Im waiting, Im waiting, Im waiting for the bird,
It comes in and takes you away from this world.
Gate twenty-seven, I cant find the room.
Youre free to board now, theyre waiting for you.
Im waiting, Im waiting, Im waiting for the bird
Ive seen it three times now, theres nothing to learn
And dont be surprised if the skys bright and blue
And the white bird of texas comes barreling through
song performed by by Liz Phair
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Two Boys Fishing
Two little boys fishing
Cheeky lads in short pants
Sitting on a river bank
Sharing sweets and fizzy drinks
Wondering what life may bring.
Two teenage boys fishing
Now shaving in the mornings
Sitting on a river bank
Talking of girls and a first time kiss
Excited by what love may bring.
Two young men at a wedding
Hard working, friends for life
One the groom the other best man
Talking softly waiting for the bride
Who comes so radiant in white.
Two middle-aged men
Abundant with family love and work
Sitting on a river bank
Talking of mortgages, school fees
And of coming Government elections.
Two old men fishing, old and grey
Grandfathers looking back at life
Sitting on a river bank
Grateful for each other's company
Sharing life's highway to God.
poem by Colin Ian Jeffery
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Bottom
Lift your head up from the clouds
I know that you're shaking
Breaking down
How could you leave me
Garbage can
Never want to be your understand
Help me
Help me
Help me
Help me
Lord can you help me get this weight off my shoulders
Can you help me I think I'm getting older
The pain that you left me deep within
How can I live living in sin
And you know that I've tried
And you know
Lord knows I've tried every day of my life
Sitting at the bottom, sitting at the bottom with you
Sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom, sitting at the bottom
How many times I gotta say
That you're never ever gonna get your way
Down in the gutter as I decay
Where you gonna leave me
Let me be
Help me
Help me
Help me
Help me understand
And you know that I've tried
Don't you know
Lord knows I've tried every day of my life
Sitting at the bottom, I'm sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
Now I'm sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom, sitting at the bottom with you
[x2]
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words will never hurt me
[x2]
Sticks and stones breaking my bones
No your words aren't never gonna hurt me
And you know that I've tried
And you know
Lord knows I've tried every day of my life
Sitting at the bottom, sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
Now i'm sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
song performed by by Puddle Of Mudd
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Vissions From My Window
Pollution, death and dispair
vissions from my window, sitting on my chair
Endless disease surrounds our air
vissions from my window, sitting on my chair
Every minute gone by, worser conditions
many believe, they are solved with petitions
Lesser accolades, for a job well done
hospitality fading, generosity gone
Tensions growing, can be cut with a knife
education failing, changing our life
Brung on by people who do not care
brung on by people who wont play fair
Vissions from my window, sitting on my chair.
poem by White Tiger
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Turn Me On
Like a flower
Waiting to bloom
Like a lightbulb
In a dark room
I'm just sitting here waiting for you
To come on home and turn me on
Like the desert waiting for the rain
Like a school kid waiting for the spring
Im just sitting here waiting for you
To come on home and turn me on
My poor heart
It's been so dark
Since you've been gone
After all you're the one who turns me off
You're the only one who can turn me back on
My hi-fi is waiting for a new tune
My glass is waiting for some fresh ice cubes
I'm just sitting here waiting for you
To come on home and turn me on
song performed by by Norah Jones
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Little person in the well
Little person in the well
Why are you still here
Is life so hard to look at
You must linger here
Must you be out of sight
From something with no eyes
Little person in the well
Why are you still here
Is life so hard to look upon
That you must linger here
Little person in the shadows
Why are you sitting here
Is life so hard to look upon
That you must hide in the shadows
Must you hide so nothing can find you
When nothing's searching
Little person in the shadows
Why are you sitting here
Is life so hard to look upon
That you must hide in the shadows
Little person running on
Why don't you ever stop
Is life so hard to look upon
That you must keep running from it
You run from every thing
When nobody's chasing you
Little person running on
Why don't you ever stop
Is life so hard to look upon
That you must keep running from it
The little person in the well
Has a secret to share
The little person hiding in the dark
Has a secret to be told
The little person always running
Has a secret thats never been heard
The little people that you hear of
Are just like me
March 2006
poem by Jessie Li here
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Rockin Into The Night
Cruisin' down the motorway,
Got my girl by my side.
We're both a little anxious,
Ooo we got love on our mind.
Waitin', anticipatin'
For the fireworks in the night.
Well I swear we were doin' eighty
When we saw those motel lights.
And we were rockin' into the night,
Rockin' into the night,
Oo hoo rockin,
Rockin' into the night,
Rockin' into the night,
Yeah... Out on the back street,
Taking love where I can,
I found a sweet madonna
Ooo with a bible in her hand.
She's waiting,
Anticipating well,
For someone to save her soul;
Well I ain't no new messiah,
But I'm close enough for rock and roll.
And we were rockin' into the night,
Rockin' into the night,
Oo hoo rockin,
Rockin' into the night,
Rockin' into the night.
And I'm slowin' down
And she's pullin' in
Waitin' anticipatin'
For the fireworks in the night.
Well I swear we were doin' eighty
When we saw those motel lights.
We were rockin',
Rockin,
Into the night,
Ooo yeah
Rockin into the night,
Rockin into the night,
Hoo rockin'!
song performed by by 38 Special
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Precious Memories
Those precious memories hidden deep down in my soul
Waiting for those memories to come clear to me and possibly unfold
It is so hard for me to remember my loving father and mother over the years
It hurts me so hard to try to remember my childhood scenes of them because it rarely appears
Those tearful, but precious memories flood deep inside of my heart
I only wish I could remember those precious memories, but they have started to fade and fall apart
Oh, it is hard to remember what was on my life's pathways, I fear that they never will be retold
But I know that those precious memories are still hidden somewhere down within in my soul
poem by Frank Pulver
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Everybodys Rockin
When grandma and grandpa get out on the floor
They rock until they drop and then they rock some more
Yeah, everybodys rockin, well, everybodys rockin
Everybodys rockin, rockin to the dancin beat.
From the shaky city down to new orleans
The golden gate to the bronx and queens
Everybodys rockin, yeah, everybodys rockin,
Well, everybodys rockin, rockin to the dancin beat.
When ronnie and nancy do the bop on the lawn
Theyre rockin in the white house all night long.
Everybodys rockin, everybodys rockin,
Everybodys rockin, rockin their blues away.
Everybodys rockin, rockin their blues away
Everybodys rockin, rockin all night and day.
Everybodys rockin, everybodys rockin
Yeah, everybodys rockin, everybodys rockin
Everybodys rockin, rockin to the dancin beat.
Everybodys rockin, dancin to the rockin beat.
song performed by by Neil Young
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This Is Your Life
THIS IS YOUR LIFE
Why you sitting at home, waiting for the phone to ring
Waiting for someone to hand your dreams to you
You know you got to keep it moving
If you dont get up then youll be losing
Dont deny do you think its gonna fall out the sky
Nothings really happening and youre wondering why
How are you going to make it if you never try?
Nobody said it was gonna be easy
But you gotta do what you gotta do
Put on your best foot and step forward
Knowing that God will see you through
So when you get tired and you feel a little faint
Know somebodys watching you and will help you on your way.
CHORUS:
This is your life God knows what its meant to be
Know youve got a destiny; time is now so wont you see
This is your life no more waiting to begin
Have some faith and know youll win
You can make it in this thing called life
Somebody said youll never make it
song performed by by Out Of Eden
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95
sitting, waiting
sitting, as simple as sitting on a stair
you look around through dragonfly eyes
from higher places
like a cliff overlooking a village
closer to cotton clouds
patches of hissing
winds up here,
alone,
you sit, sitting is simple, it is not complicated
as waiting which is heavier sometimes with a person who is not
showing some shadows for the coming,
sit,
i sit,
i am sitting viewing a wide horizon, a vast expanse of a field,
some white herons heaving leaves blown from dead trees this summer,
they fly away
from you, they fly away from where you are seated, from your country,
you remain sitting,
sit, like a dog to his master telling him to sit,
sit,
it is simple as being yourself alone, not even waiting
things end in darkness
dust settles finally on the ground after a truck fully loaded with almost
everything leaves
the road heading far away from you,
you are not waiting for anything
you have no time
left for waiting, everything leaves and goes away, always everybody
utters the word goodbye
except these, the rain, the rain, there are many of them,
these hordes of rains
they are coming and you sit and do the last thing possible
listen
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Only Sad Memories
Do you know why it’s so hard to let go?
Because it’s impossible to forget your memories
But if you think that’s hard to have happy memories
Imagine having only sad ones to hold on to
So many reminders of what I have lost
Only a fading hope to try and gain it back
Your name is everywhere
Reminders of you are constant
I had so many dreams of you
So much happiness
Then it was ripped away
And dreams became nightmares
I had so much love in my heart saved and waiting for you
But know that love is gone
Leaving behind only emptiness
A hole in my heart
I don’t get why I’m still waiting for you
I know you’ll never come
I know I’ll never hold you or see you or hear you
But you were gone so quickly
My heart was prepared for you to come
Not for you to leave
So when you left
A part of me did too
I was not ever ready to fight
To lose you but it happened
I should let go of my memories
think of reminders of you as hope for the future
That’s almost impossible my memories are truly sad yes
But Holding on to those memories are better then forgetting you completely
R.I.P
Little Sarah Jane
Born August tenth,2008
died August tenth,2008
poem by Olivia Lambert
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