My Sand Castle
I opened the creaky door and little windows.
Let wind comes to sooth me.
Nobody wants to stay for a while
And my burning altar cries.
I am scared to remain that opened.
The culprits may invade as saints in the middle of the night.
But in this empty house what they have to take away?
I have pawned everything that would never redeem.
The boisterous waves rolled up to the shore
And I slipped.
The string was broken and the kite flew towards the heaven.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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I Need Love
If what you said last night is true
Then you dont know me as well as you should
No one could ever be so wrong
And if this look I wear fools you
Well I got a good reason
You see Im really not so strong
I need love like every other man
Get scared when you turn away
I need love I will do all I can - stay
Now Ive seen sorrow felt no pain
I never felt nothing at all
Its not the way I wanna be
And when youre gone these empty hours
Cut me again
What does it take to make you see
I need love like every other man
Get scared when you turn away
I need love and Ill do all I can please stay
Somebody up there likes me
Cause theyve opened up the door
You wont see me chasing rainbows anymore
I need love like any other man
Get scared when you turn away
I need love Ill do all I can please stay
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Kite Song
I flew a kite, I held on tight to its string.
Each time I go anywhere, I held on tight.
In the middle of the night I woke up in fright,
Thinking maybe in my dream I let go of my kite.
When I was in a restaurant, talking to my friends,
Watching their mouths move faster and faster.
I thought of the kite that was flying in the sky
And made sure that my hand was holding the string.
That was a long time ago,
Many skies went by since then.
Now my hands stopped holding anything
And Ive learnt to take a walk instead.
Then one day in the evening light,
I saw something strange shining bright.
The sky was dark, with swarms of larks,
And in the midst of it all, yes, it was my kite.
How did the kite get there, Ill never know,
Floating away among the clouds to where nobody knows.
I held my gun with both my hands,
Slowly aiming at the shining dot.
The shot went off, the dot blew off,
Since then Ive never seen the kite again.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Heaven
(per andreasson/ pernilla emme)
Producer for bonnie: jimmy smyth
Here where we live
There's peace in this winter night
Pain has forever gone away
Oceans and winds are calm
And the stars so bright
Come and stay beside me
Come and be my friend
Heaven has opened it's arms above our heads
Heaven let sunshine upon our road
Heaven let love be the guide along the way
Let the angels say hello...
Far from the city lights
By an open fire
Come let's start again
Start all over again...
Heaven has opened it's arms above our heads
Heaven let sunshine upon our road
Heaven let love be the guide along the way
Let the angels say hello...
Heaven has opened it's arms above our heads
Heaven let sunshine upon our road
Heaven let love be the guide along the way
Let the angels say hello...
Heaven has opened it's arms above our heads
Heaven let sunshine upon our road
Heaven let love be the guide along the way
Let the angels say hello...
Let the angels say hello... heaven...heaven...
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Pandoras Box
If I had known of what would come
I might have walked outta here a lot less harmed
But Im no lady of the glass
And I cant foretell what will pass
And I went with my defenses down
As your love sent me spinning spinning round
Oh you took me to the very top
And then I took a bad (and) long long drop
Oh promises are made to be broken
Thats all I ever learned from loving you
And oh when you opened up your love to me
You opened up pandoras box
Oh promises are made to bend and stretch oh
And end up being really worthless
And oh when I opened up the door to you
I opened up pandoras box
Just one look and I knew you knew
I was all hung up hung up on loving you
I just put all my trust in love
And I placed a big old bet on lady love
I was sentenced to loving you
And Im serving time in solitude
Yeah I gave ya everything that I got
And you took it all and walked right off
Oh promises are made to be broken
Thats all I ever learned from loving you
And oh when you opened up your love to me
You opened up pandoras box
Oh promises are made to bend and stretch oh
And end up being really worthless
And oh when I opened up the door to you
I opened up pandoras box
Just one look and I knew you knew
I was all hung up hung up on loving you
I just put all my trust in love
And I placed a big old bet on lady love
Oh promises are made to be broken
Thats all I ever learned from loving you
And oh when you opened up your love to me
You opened up pandoras box
Oh promises are made to bend and stretch oh
And end up being really worthless
And oh when I opened up the door to you
I opened up pandoras box
Oh promises are made to be broken
Thats all I ever learned from loving you
And oh when you opened up your love to me
You opened up pandoras box
Oh promises are made to bend and stretch oh
And en up being really worthless
song performed by by Donna Summer
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The Need of Being Versed in Country Things
The house had gone to bring again
To the midnight sky a sunset glow.
Now the chimney was all of the house that stood,
Like a pistil after the petals go.
The barn opposed across the way,
That would have joined the house in flame
Had it been the will of the wind, was left
To bear forsaken the place's name.
No more it opened with all one end
For teams that came by the stony road
To drum on the floor with scurrying hoofs
And brush the mow with the summer load.
The birds that came to it through the air
At broken windows flew out and in,
Their murmur more like the sigh we sigh
From too much dwelling on what has been.
Yet for them the lilac renewed its leaf,
And the aged elm, though touched with fire;
And the dry pump flung up an awkward arm;
And the fence post carried a strand of wire.
For them there was really nothing sad.
But though they rejoiced in the nest they kept,
One had to be versed in country things
Not to believe the phoebes wept.
poem by Robert Frost
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The Lives Of The Saints
The lives of the saints are very good
Because the saints takes care of their health and Hygiene very well
The saints always changes their clothes everyday because they transpire Very fast in heaven due to the heat that is turned on in the winter in Heaven
Yes it gets very hot in heaven that sometimes they have to open the Windows just a bit so they can get some fresh air
And heaven is home to the saints
But the saints love living in heaven because there is no noise or Violence
During the day the saints leaves heaven and come down to earth to Help in a food bunk and they get paid for their work
poem by Aldo Kraas
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The Lives Of The Saints Ii
The lives of the saints are very good
Because the saints takes care of their health and Hygiene very well
The saints always changes their clothes everyday because they transpire Very fast in heaven due to the heat that is turned on in the Winter in heaven
Yes it gets very hot in heaven that sometimes they have to open the Windows just a bit so they can get some fresh air
And heaven is home to the saints
But the saints love living in heaven because there is no noise or violence
During the day the saints leaves heaven and come down to earth to Help in a food bank and they get paid for their work
poem by Aldo Kraas
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A broken journey
Alone in the night
I listen to the wind
I want to runaway
Just get out of my skin
There’s a piece of heaven in the center of the woods
But somehow we’re warped into “oh I wish I could’s”
I wish I could take the pain you feel away
Peel away the layers and just remain bare
I wish you could stay
I wish I could call your name and you’ll be there
I wish I could tell you that I’m scared
I wish that this broken journey will take my pain
I wish I could disappear
I wish this broken journey would become clear
I wish you were here
To rest in my mind
I wish you were mine
I wish I could look into your eyes
Hear your hearts melody
Tear myself from this broken journey
Be with you my one and only
Unfortunately
We are on this broken journey
poem by Shami Giles
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Tempestuous Rain
The water rain come
Increasingly hard
Was accompanied the wind bent
When I opened the window
Trees fall
Flew my own roves
Destroyed all desire
Finally I closed the window
Locked the meeting all the door
Prayed so that the only one house
The Place took shelter of children and my wife
Not flown Together with the wind
poem by Prasetya Utama
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A little Ghost Story
As I was going to bed
I turned out my light
tucked myself in
on a long winter's night
All of a sudden
I heard a door squeak
I thought someone was in my house
so I decided to take a peak
I heard the wind blow hard
and started to shiver with fear
and heard some noises again
but this time I knew I was near
I went into the living room
and noticed my door was opened wide
squeaking back and forth
I laughed so hard I almost cried
So I decided to go back up to my room
When I heard some terrible cries
I rushed to my room real quick
but a ghost stopped me in surprise
I ran and yelled
and I ran outside my house right then
and decided I would never
go back to that house again
At my new house
I turned out the light
you can probably guess
what went on that night
poem by Shaina Lloyd
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The Ocean
1969 live version
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Here comes the ocean
And the waves down by the shore
Here comes the ocean
And the waves down by the sea
Earth is a hollow hair bought of a bigger head
It nearly drives me crazy
I am a lazy son
I never get things down
...(unknown)
But here comes the waves
Down by the shore
Washing the eye of the land
That has been down by the sea
Down by the sea
Down by the sea
Down by the sea
Here comes the ocean and the waves
Down by the shore
Here comes the ocean and the waves
Down by the sea
(incense or in sex or insects) for evil thoughts, thought of by selfish men
It nearly drives me crazy
I am a lazy son
I never get things done
...(unknown)
Here comes the waves down by the shore
Washing the eye of the land that has been down by the sea
Down by the sea
Here come the waves
Here come the waves
Here come the waves
Peel slowly and see version
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Here comes the ocean
And the waves
Down by the sea
Here comes the ocean
And the waves
Where have they been?
Silver and black with night
Heres to a summers night
An empty splendid castle
Glowering alone at night
The princess has had a fright
Madness seeks out the lover
And here come the waves down by the shore
Washing the soul of the body
That comes from the depths of the sea
Here comes the ocean
And the waves down by the sea
Here comes the ocean
And the waves, where have they been
Dont swim tonight my love
The tide is out my love
Malcoms curse haunts our family
Oh yes, loud in which, ruler of filthy seas, revelling heavans justice
And here come the waves
And save for a scream
Theres much like a song
To be heard, in the wind, that blows by the sea.
Like the wind
Here come the waves,
Here come the waves,
Here come the waves
song performed by by Velvet Underground
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Dormouse and a Ghost
This rare creature used to sleep all over the winter.
When the winter was over, one night the poor man heard
Somebody was scuffing the ragged doormat.
Then he slightly opened the door and peeped.
He saw it was scurrying away.
The next day at the same time
Scraping sound came.
He opened the door and kept a carrot on the mat.
This habit continued until the undernourished man died.
But it came as usual to the haunted house and there was always a carrot on the mat.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Flying High
My oh my!
What a gorgeous day to fly
Let's release that puffer kite
High in the crystal clear blue sky
We're running out of string
Send that kid on his bike
To the hobby shop to get more
What do you mean, what for?
Why, to fly that kite
Beyond the clouds, earth and universe
The wind is perfect today
We can do this beyond the moon and stars
oops! string broke over passing cars
Where is it now?
Where the past kite fliers now fly
My, oh my!
How high, this kite did, fly
poem by Matt Mondschein
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Friendly Ghost
If youre scared of dying you better
Not be scared to live.
Ive been spending all my days
Giving all I can give.
Last night I heard someone walking
Through my bedroom door.
What they want Im not exactly sure.
Chorus:
A friendly ghost,
Is all I need. (x2)
Working time on a broken watch,
Countin days till the the old shop sells me back my saxophone
And everyones gonna leave me alone.
Two times I thought I heard someone
Knocking on the glass.
I hit my head and prayed that it would last.
Chorus
If youre scared of dying you better
Not be scared to live.
Ive been carrying round a grudge,
I think I better forgive
Last night I heard footsteps walking
On the attic floor.
Got up and I opened up the door.
Chorus
If youre scared of dying you better
Not be scared to live.
Ive been spending all my days
Giving all I can give.
song performed by by Eels
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This House Is Empty Now
(costello/bacharach)
These rooms play tricks upon you
Remember when they were always filled with laughter
But now theyre quite deserted
They seem to just echo voices raised in anger
Maybe you will see my face
Reflected there on the pane
In the window up above for long
In broken home
Yet this house is empty now
Theres nothing I can do
To make you want to stay
So tell me how am I supposed to live without you
These walls were lined with pictures
Remember the glass we charged in celebration
But now I fill my life up
With all that I can to deaden this sensation
Do you recognize the face
Fixed in that fine silver frame
Were you really so unhappy there
You never said
So this house is empty now
Theres nothing I can do to make you want to stay
So tell me how am I supposed to live without you
Oh, if I could just become forgetful
When night seems endless
Does the extinguished candle care
About the darkness
Its funny how the memory
Will bring you so close then make you disappear
Meanwhile all our friends must choose
Who they will favour, who they will lose
Hang the garland high, or close the door
Or throw away the key
This house is empty now
Theres no one living here
You have to care about
This house is empty now
Theres nothing I can do
To make you want to stay
So tell me how am I supposed to live without you
This house is empty now
This house is empty now
Theres nothing I can do
This house is empty now
This house is empty now
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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A glimpse
a glimpse
the half opened door
some would say
a half closed door
it all depends on the
state of mind you are in
well half closed for pessismist
and half opened for optimist
half opened or half closed door
so long as it is open
and not close
a good exercise for the mind
of a story teller, novelist, a film maker
a glimpse at the half closed door
the mind is thrown open
like the kick you would give
a half opened door
so that you and pet cat could
glide through easily
the stories that start coming out
from a glimpse at the half opened door
agatha's murdered corpse lying behind
a stalker, a ghost in the corridor of the mind
from the glimpse of the half closed door
a million possibilities, ideas pouring forth
half closed door, half opened door
whichever way you may say
it is an opened door
a million stories, ideas, possibilities
knock at the door of my mind
a glimpse of the half closed, half opened door
my half closed half opened eyes
open themselves to my ever curious mind
boundless as the universe
inspired by
A Glimpse
A GLIMPSE, through an interstice caught,
Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room, around the stove,
late of a winter night-And I unremark'd seated in a corner;
Of a youth who loves me, and whom I love, silently approaching, and
seating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand;
A long while, amid the noises of coming and going-of drinking and
oath and smutty jest,
There we two, content, happy in being together, speaking little,
perhaps not a word.
Walt Whitman
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Ocean
Here comes the ocean
And the waves down by the sea
Here comes the ocean
And the waves where have they been
Silver and black lit night, heres to a stealers night
An empty splendid castle
Glowering alone at night, the princess has had a fight
Madness seeks out a lover
And here come the waves
Down by the shore
Washing the soul of the body
That comes form the depth of the sea
Here comes the ocean
And the waves down by the sea
Here comes the ocean
And the waves where have they been
Dont swim tonight my love, the tide is out my love
Malcolms curse haunts our family
Odious loud and rich, ruler of filthy seas
Revel in heavens justice
And here come the waves
And save for a scream
Theres much like a song to be heard
In the wind that blows by the sea
Like the wind
Here come the waves
Here come the waves
Here come the waves
Here come the waves
song performed by by Velvet Underground
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I Opened The Casements Of My House
I opened the casements of my house
Onto the wild, wild sea
The billows were on it austere and free
The sea-wind with every house-corner neighed
And with the bending palms in the garden played
At dice or in the games of life at will
And still the casements opened and opened
As if by magic trance or guided else
By a thousand small invisible goblin-hands
That from the sea-main seemed to fly and come
Over the billows austere and free
As the sea-wind with every house-corner neighed
And with the bending palms in the garden played
Beyond, beyond the vista low and large
A plain of beach sand lapped by the waves
And here and there an oasis of sweet palms
That bent their olive heads in the winds’ waffling
And coming and going over the sea.
Where the white billows raged saliva-like
Or like bent god-thrones cool and flexible
In that long windy plain, in that salt sea
Upon the which my magic casements opened
That day, that long and windy day of life
The sea-wind with every house-corner neighed
And with the bending palms in the garden played
And that was long ago, not days or months,
But years, whole years and now my hair
Is turning fast to white and my breath shorter goes
Than it was then that long and windy day
The sea-cliff raged all white like the salt sea
And hid unseen the waves in the inlet small
All hidden from the eyes of curious men
Waxed green and green – ah! it is so to-day
And still
Long windy days come oft and come as go:
And the sea-wind with every house-corners neighs
And with the bending palms in the garden plays.
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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Welcome To A Safehouse
this may look like
the house of a dove
for it has but one
pillar
for it has many windows
without an enclosure
it towers above them
almost touching
the hands of the wind
the sounds of cries
are as gentle as the early morning waves
on storms that fail to come
not much words here
just signs and
gazes
this the house of my mind
the doves of my thoughts
on the pillar of
privacy
on the windows of openness
no dogmas here
but freedom.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Shooting Star Flew By One Night
A shooting Star flew by one night
I wished upon its burning light
I wished for love to fill a heart
For love taken away in the dark
A Shooting Star flew by one night
I wished upon its burning light
My wish was answered by you and you
Who would have known the love of few
Would grow to heaven’s blue
A Shooting Star flew by one night
I wished upon its burning light
A knight in shining armor you might not be
A protector with strength and love you have given me
A Shooting Star flew by one night
I wished upon its burning light
Your love for us you have not failed
You took our hands and rode the Shooting Star’s tail
A Shooting Star flew by one night
I wished upon its burning light
Although I wished for many more
My love for you I will always adore
A Shooting Star flew by one night
I wished upon its burning light
May heaven bring us Peace
Your love for us will never cease
poem by Anthony Wayne Parran
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