A Poem that Does Not Make Me Sleep
it is still your face
i have avoided looking at you for years
for i must simply
be hurting myself
crushing myself
to this
unrequited longings
something
that my heart pretends
to accept
my mouth denies
my hands
cold on the railing
on cruel nights
how many sighs do i have to
throw to this wall?
my body has taken a lot of changes
siding to the left
to the right
and could not stay that long in the middle
i bury my face on the pillow
i cannot breath
i cannot also die
dishonorably without having told them that i have fallen
into this abyss of love
that is killing me
so gently
like slow suicide unnoticed
by intimacies
i open the window
let air in
i sit on the chair on the side of my bed
turn on the table lamp
the paper is ready and the pen is pouring its ink on the
mantel
how can i promise myself that i can now sleep
and not write again?
i, this liar,
this painful heart
looking for the coolest
herbal cure
you are the leaf in the forest
that i have never found
where...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hes A Liar
I was stood by the light as I looked through the window
With the greatest intention not meaning to see
I was there in the dark and I saw you together
You were up in his arms , I was down on my knees
Get the cards on the table
No need to pretend
Youve got to be cruel to be kind
He can sell you his love and you know yo will pay cause
Chorus 1
Hes a liar
Hes a liar and I should know liar
Hes a liar and I should know - ahhh
Well, they told me I fell but I just dont remember
I was standing face down, they were there at my feet
There was smoke in the air and sweet smell of leather
I was through the window and down in the street
Well, Im cold and Im hungry but Im still alive
And its not how I want it to be
Theres a hand on my shoulder
He said Ill survive ,but-
Chorus 2
Hes a liar
Hes a liar, and I should know liar
Hes a liar,and I should know-ahhh
Release
Was it not for the man that was blocking the drive
Was it not for the red limousine
Id be millions of miles from th scene of the crime
And somehow in this madness believe she was mine -but
Chorus 3
Im a liar
Hes a liar
And I should know liar
Hes a liar
And I should know-ahhh
Hes a (repeat and fade)
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Pêcheresse
Down the long quay the slow boats glide,
While here and there a house looms white
Against the gloom of the waterside,
And some high window throws a light
As they sail out into the night.
At dawn they will bring in again
To women knitting on the quay
Who wait for him, their man of men;
I stand with them, and watch the sea
Which may have taken mine from me.
Just so the long days come and go.
The nights, ma Doué! the nights are cold!
Our Lady's heart is as frozen snow,
Since this one sin I have not told;
And I shall die or perhaps grow old
Before he comes. The foreign ships
Bring many a one of face and name
As strange as his, to buy your lips,
A gold piece for a scarlet shame
Like mine. But mine was not the same.
One night was ours, one short grey day
Of sudden sin, unshrived, untold.
He found me, and I lost the way
To Paradise for him. I sold
My soul for love and not for gold
He bought my soul, but even so,
My face is all that he has seen,
His is the only face I know,
And in the dark church, like a screen.
It shuts God out; it comes between;
While in some narrow foreign street
Or loitering on the crowded quay,
Who knows what others he may meet
To turn his eyes away from me?
Many are fair to such as he!
There is but one for such as I
To love, to hate, to hunger for;
I shall, perhaps, grow old and die,
With one short day to spend and store,
One night, in all my life, no more.
Just so the long days come and go,
Yet this one sin I will not tell
Though Mary's heart is as frozen snow
And all nights are cold for one warmed too well.
But, oh! ma Doué! the nights of Hell!
poem by Charlotte Mary Mew
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Romnesia
Romnesia is Mitt Romney's inability to remember what he told an audience the night before and what is on his own website as his own policy....Obamacare covers preexisting conditions! ! ! ! Help Mitt Romney see what a liar he is. He accuses Ted Kennedy of not showing his tax returns when he ran against him for the Senate in Massachusetts now he won't show his tax returns like his father did because he is a outsourcing liar and a tax dodger. He pretends to be for women but there is so much video of his own words and video of him telling how much he is like Joe Walsh and Todd Akin. He wants everyone going back under preconditions under the insurance's power but he denies it.,...we have the tapes you liar. He pretends he is for the hispanics but during the primaries he took out Governor Perry with no tolerance for hispanics and we have all the tapes he doesn't want to remember. He pretends he is for the middle class but behind closed doors he despises the 47% and calls social security recipients, veterans, soldiers and the hurting that they see themselves as victims, leeches etc....He portrays himself as a moderate but he has ROMNESIA......let's help him remember!
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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The Insomniac Who Drew The Head Of A Sheep Wildly On A White Paper
the insomniac's heart is bleeding. she is in pain tonight like the other past night.
she thinks she is dying right on her own bed. changing positions. finding the right way to sleep. she could not find it. she is lost in the darkness of this loneliness. she goes naked towards the refrigerator to get a cold glass of water.
ice cubes. water rushing to the glass. clicking sound of glass and another glass.
coldness rushing to her esophagus. Coldness multiplying in her burning heart. her blankets burning. She could not sleep tonight. She gets a white paper, a pen and begings to scribble her life: wildly, some lines run. Shaping the head of a sheep. one. two. three. four. five. Five eyes. She stops. She needs five eyes to see everything. Awake. The ceiling where the lizards grow to become alligators on the plywood swamp. No grasses but cobwebs of sleepy spiders.
Five Jacks are hidden on the ears. On the ears are hairs of corn. Blonde. On the nose are paper clips. With them, she is cruel. Then she hides a bull inside her pharynx, the one that shits inside her mouth. She stinks. The bull makes a call for desire. For lust. She closes it with the prison wall of her teeth and gums and lips. Her lips are sealed now. All the five eyes are open throughout the night. Looking for love. Love is not found. Her heart bleeds. Stains of blood penetrate the white paper.
She had not slept for five nights. She will add another five eyes. She knows
if this happens again and again, she will die. She pretends that she is strong.
She will not forget these nights. Preludes to her death. She writes some hieroglyphics all over the empty spaces of the white paper. She will not forget
what each line and curve and sharp edges mean. She codes them. She writes the date 9.2.2008.
She does not put her name. It is enough that no one knows and remembers.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Could Not Love You More
I could not love you more
Now that were alone
No more hide and seek
You are the highest dream to me
And as you softly sleep
Then I can tell you what it means
Locked in my arms like lovers lie
I will not let you slip away
I sthis the summer of them all
Is this my night of nights
That you came to stay
Here you are, owner of my heart
Just the way that love should be
And there is something I must say to you
If you promise to believe
That its you Im living for
And, I could not love you more
Seasons may come and seasons go
But these are the truest words I know
Face to face, eye to eye
This is the summer of our lives
One love that cannot die
Here you are, owner of my soul
Never let you say goodbye
And there is something I must say to you
We leave the world outside
And you have come to me at last, we start
Open up your heart
Let my deepest love inside
Im only doing what I have to do
If you promise to believe
That its you Im living for
And, I could not love you
(more)
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Liar
Verse 1:
We found a place to be
So far from despondency
But you found a thousand ways
To shadow up my face
-Your kisses turned from hot to cold
-And I felt like a centerfold
-Cheap 'n' nasty with dirty men
-Lookin' for love
-That they never will get
Chorus:
Sitting in the dark just feeling low
I'm ruined to the heart - I'm on the road
To nowhere - to nowhere
If you wanna lie to me again
There is a rotten place they call the end
Just go there - and stay there
Liar (Oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh)
Liar (Oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh)
Verse 2:
You took a quick escape
But left your lies in perfect shape
As long as my memories live
I never will forgive you
-So if we meet somewhere tonight
-You'd better be set to fight
-In the darkness of missing stars
-You won't see me
-But you'll feel me inside
Chorus:
Sitting in the dark just feeling low
I'm ruined to the heart - I'm on the road
To nowhere - to nowhere
If you wanna lie to me again
There is a rotten place they call the end
Just go there - and stay there
Liar (Oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh)
Liar (Oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh)
-The winds of change blow through my soul
-And the warlords try to take control
-I will never rely on you
-And the pain will hit you
-Shame on you
Chorus:
Sitting in the dark just feeling low
I'm ruined to the heart - I'm on the road
To nowhere - to nowhere
If you wanna lie to me again
There is a rotten place they call the end
Just go there - and stay there
Liar (Oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh)
Liar (Oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh-oh oh oh oh)
Chorus:
Sitting in the dark just feeling low
I'm ruined to the heart - I'm on the road
To nowhere - to nowhere
If you wanna lie to me again
There is a rotten place they call the end
Just go there - and stay there
Liar
song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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Happiness
A man and a woman lie on a white bed.
It is morning. I think
Soon they will waken.
On the bedside table is a vase
of lilies; sunlight
pools in their throats.
I watch him turn to her
as though to speak her name
but silently, deep in her mouth--
At the window ledge,
once, twice,
a bird calls.
And then she stirs; her body
fills with his breath.
I open my eyes; you are watching me.
Almost over this room
the sun is gliding.
Look at your face, you say,
holding your own close to me
to make a mirror.
How calm you are. And the burning wheel
passes gently over us.
poem by Louise Gluck
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Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee
Indian legislation's on the desk of the do right congressman
Now he don't know much about the issues so he picks up the phone
And asks the advice of the senator out in indian country
A darling of the energy companies their ripping off
What's left of the reservation
I learned the safety rule
I don't know who to thank
Don't stand between the reservation
And the corporate bank
They're sending federal tanks
It isn't nice but it's reality
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Deep in the earth
I said cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee
They got these energy companies
Who want to take the land
And they got churches by the dozens
Trying to guide our hands
And turn our mother earth
Over to pollution war and greed
Well
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
I said deep in the earth
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Won't you cover me with your pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
They got the federal marshalls
We get the covert spies
We get the liars by fire
We get the fbi
They lie in court and get nailed
And still leonard peltier goes off to jail
(the bullets don't match the gun)
Bury my heart at wounded knee
An eighth of the reservation
Bury my heart at wounded knee
It was transferred in secret
Bury my heart at wounded knee
We got your murder and intimidation
Bury my heart at wounded knee
My girlfriend anna may
Talked about uranium
Her head was full of bullets
And her body dumped
The fbi cut off her hands
And told us she died of exposure
Yeah right
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Oh deep in the earth
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Won't you cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Talk about a revolution
We had the gold rush wars
Why didn't we learn to crawl?
And now our history gets written in a liar's scrawl
They tell me " honey you can still be an indian
Down at the y on saturday night''
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
I said deep in the earth
Bury my heart at wounded knee
And cover me with your pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart
It was an eighth of the reservation
Bury my heart
It was transferred in secret
Bury my heart
Got your murder, murder, murder and intimidation
Bury me
Bury me
Bury me
Bury my heart
Bury my heart
Bury my heart
Bury my heart
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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As They Dance
The heat rushed through her body
as she moved her body along side his
The movements were fast and breath taking
as they moved with the tempo of the music
His body bends back
as hers bends forward
His body bends forward
as hers bends back
Their bodies intertwined
as a vine on a wall
Their bodies move side to side
up and down
The music keeping the beat
as the danced
The stage lights dimmed to green
as they moved together
His hands run down her body
as she sways side to side
Her mouth open her eyes closed
his eyes on her body
He keeps his hands on her hips
as she ran her hands up his body to his face
Their lips met and their hearts raced
as the music stopped
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Last Love [Canzone]
Love hath a chamber all of imagery;
And there is one dim nook,
A little storied web wherein my heart
From leaf to leaf is read as in a book.
One part in the middle of the web begun and left unfinished;
a face with ravelled threads falling over it and hiding it. Love says
that the time has come to resume and finish this part of the web,
though much has come between since it was begun.
For the garlands of heaven were all laid by,
And the Daylight sucked at the breasts of a Lie.
The wounded heart and the dying swan
Were side by side
Where the rushes coil with the turn of the tide—
The hart and the swan.
Withinthose eyes the sedulous yearning throe,
And all the evil of my heart
A thousand times forgotten.
Ah if you had been lost for many years,
And from the dead to-day were risen again!
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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After Watching A Trailer Of Amelie
the piano plays in the dark
it is inside my mind
every note of it
i see the old man still on his trembling fingers
the sound of his music clings in the ears
of my heart
she died a long time ago
it is his inability to accept things as they are
that makes his fingers sing
it is this sadness in his heart
that makes his solitude as beautiful as ever
verily like the face of the woman he loves
it is this darkness that keeps all lights open
dusk, twilights, trailing blazes of needles of peeping light
penetrating the shutters of his window
at the end when he dies
i look at the face of the room again
stained with so much sorrow
artistically
priced without much value
the onlookers laugh
i don't
precisely i know the story and i want to write
this one
all over again
not on paper but inside my mind
my soul is the pen
my heart bleeds on paper
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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That Letter
i will be honest with you
i once wrote a letter
for you
many years ago
telling
that I LOVE YOU
but then something
wrong went with my mind
childish, immature
selfish,
fleshy, they call me
i took the letter
and read it again
under the lamp
dim
near my bed
i was hesitant to tell
you what i really feel
because i know
you would not believe me
anyway
(liar! liar! you always
call me that name)
and so let me be honest
with you
i decided not to send
it
despite its truth
i folded it
shaped it into the form
of a japanese crane
(origami, that is the
art of paper folding
and the japanese believe
that an origami crane
can cure the sick
the loved one
and i believe that
too)
i looked at it carefully
when it was finished
the shape of
a crane, the white one
with letters on it
and then i opened
my window
it was cold and dark
and i sent the
crane into the
open space
beyond me
i never dreamed
that it will reach
you
i did not believe
in love
i did not believe
in you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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One Day I'll Move On
You left without giving me a reason why.
Couldn't you feel my pain every time
That i would cry.
I was a fool for letting you play with me like a
toy. But i was too in love to just let you walk out and go.
But how can it be that you have already moved on. And what in the world do you mean you found a new girl.
I feel it was just yesterday when you would hold me in your arms. You'd tell me how we belonged together and will never be apart.
Now i find myself in the emptiness of feelings forcing my heart to understand that you no longer want to be with me.
So many nights I've cried myself to sleep along with a thumping. Headache. Shamefully wishing it was me the girl that you'll be undressing.
Now i know how it feels to be numb heart and soul but its taking too much of me to simply stay under control
The pain is too much i just brake down and cry. But i cant fight the feeling its killing me inside.
But the day will come when i no longer cry another tear. And sweet words from my mouth you will never again hear
This love isl still have for you will one day turn to dust. and i dont know how but i will also move on
poem by Isabel Vicuna
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The Memory Of Suicide
I sit and think of the moment I shall have
The moment I leave this place to find what is truely mine
The moment I will soon have
I sit and think of the pain, the joy
Of watching myself go, as if in a dream
The moment I stop being time's toy
I sit and I wait for it to come; the freedom, the passion
As I watch the blood fall so red, so heavenly
The cuts and scars are my fassion
I sit and I stair in the eyes of death as life comes to an end
I shall be free, I shall have all I want
And then for you I shall send
Feel the breath of suicide
See it's face
Love it, charish the memory, suicide
As I sit and wait I feel her grasp on my soul, on my mind
I feel her voice chanting her name 'suicide.... suicide'
She is for me she is my love, she is so kind
I know I shall be with her for ever in eternity, in her home
I know how sweet her voice, her touch
You should follow you should come
As I sit and wait I know she will love me like her own
I know I have come home to her, and will stay with her
For my broken heart she has sewn
As I sit and wait she closes in on me so dark, so cold
I will join her in the dark in the serenity
And I know you will follow as you are told
Feel the breath of suicide
See her face
Love her, charish the memory, suicide
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Silence
silence is when you simply
read the lines of the person you miss
and stop right there
you remember the past
with no regret you say
she was your first love
the first penetrating love that you cannot ever forget
like an arrow from a bow with a string stretched that far
shooting deep into the chambers of your heart
that you can hardly breathe
you almost die because of too much bliss
you stay there
like a vacant chair outside unkind for the night
thinking some more
what if you did not say the words which hurt her
you could have been together still
happy with each other
you could have given her children
there would have been laughter and chasing and playing
in the room of your house
you stare at the window which is open
to a place far away
there is no regret
you keep on saying that
there are no possibilities anymore for the chains of love to reconnect
there is no more bond
to a past left to rot in the gutters
to your wise judgment
she is dead
and she must be dead forever
you are honest enough to admit that at one time you love her
and you gave her that love without expecting something in return
it is sad
she never loved you
she felt nothing
even with the feeling of the smallest grain of sand
facts and facts of a broken heart healing itself with years and years
of bitterness
it is alright now that you have survived in that faraway land
with some autumns and winters
and summers and springs
do you feel better now? no regrets, bury her and say some prayers too
like you were one of the merry men without sighs because their
wives left them
and they felt it was for their own
good and that at the end
all will be
back at their right places
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ready To Fall
I cant feel it
I cant explain
Whenever your eyes meet mine
My heart spins in circles
And I feel so spaced in time
And now that were standing face to face
Something tells me its gunna be okay
Chorus
And Im ready to fall in love tonight
Ready to hold my heart open wide
Cant promise forever but baby ill try
Cuz Im ready to fall
In love tonight
I know youve been watching
Choosing your moment
But Ive been dreaming of that day
No one before you has gotten to me this way
And now that were standing face to face
Theres something I need to say
Chorus
Bridge- nothing is certain
This I know
Wherever were heading
Im ready to go
Cant promise forever but baby ill try
Cuz Im ready to fall in love tonight x3
In love tonight
In love tonight
song performed by by N Sync
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Trusting No Light
you wrap my body with your breasts
and i face the pillow my body presses
on the softness of materiality, you run
your fingers on my arms looking for
the secrets of my flesh, and i keep my
hands steady on the railing of the bed.
you whisper to my ear the tradition that
in true love there are no more secrets.
i smile to the white linen and i close my
eyes back to the horrors of my pasts.
you put your chin on my shoulder and
you kiss my hair and you caress my
head and neck down to my hip and butt.
you kiss me again and you signal that i
now must face you in this intimacy. And
i look at you and gently i kiss you in return.
I am Cupid and you are Psyche. I must tell
you again, i trust no light. Love exists
by itself, through itself, for itself, & in-itself.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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a picture of roger Y.
he falls asleep
rocking himself on
a molave
chair
he is the model
of life in
old exhaustion
his mouth is open
the wind enters freely
his hands on the arm
of a chair
his feet on the marble
railing of the
veranda of the house
hard and cold.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Elvis Presley & America
(black flash)
Black flash over my own love
Tell me of my eyes
Black flash come though my own life
Telling these things
And I believe them
And I believe in you
White flash sees the sky
And it turns its side from you
She wont turn my back
And I know you turn so blue
And you know
And your sky is feeling blue
And your heart
So cold when Im with you
And you feel
Like no one told you to
And your time is your side
And your time with me
Ah, dont talk to me
Ah, dont talk to me
Dont talk to me
You know
Like no one told you how
But you know
Though the king that howls has howled
But you feel like sentimental
But you dont care
If I just share it in your heart
(heart...)
Hopelessly
So hopelessly
Im breaking through for you and me
And you dont
Though no one told you to
And you found out
Where you were going, where to
Youre through with me
But I know that you will be back
For more
And you know
And though no one told you so
And you know, blue sky
Like a harder shade of blue
And you walk
When you want
To let go
Me, Im the outside, tell me fade away
Drop me down but dont break me
In your sleep
In your sleep, inside
Its in your heart and mine
Whole sea is dark
Its in your heart and mine
Sweetly, those will come
Loving is on your side walking through
So let me in your heart
Your beat is like something...
They...
Run...
See say youre sad and reach by
So say youre sad above beside
Oh stay sad above beside
So stay sad above we said
You know I dont
No one told you how
(and you dont)
(and you wipe sweat off your white brow)
And you care
And no one told you tried
And your heart
Is left out from the side
And the rain beats down
And the shame goes down
And this rain keeps on coming down
And this sky
Tonight...
You know s o n g, why
Youre going go join to god
You know s o n g, why
Give away some him no lie
Give away some my de day no
You know
And though no one told you sky
And you feel
Like you pretend you can
You say go, you live
Go live outside of me
Dont you leave
Dont leave out part of me
Then I can feel
Like I feel before
Like I hurt now
And I see the floor
If you pick me up
Bits and pieces on this floor
song performed by by U2
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Elvis Presley And America
(black flash)
Black flash over my own love
Tell me of my eyes
Black flash come though my own life
Telling these things
And I believe them
And I believe in you
White flash sees the sky
And it turns its side from you
She wont turn my back
And I know you turn so blue
And you know
And your sky is feeling blue
And your heart
So cold when Im with you
And you feel
Like no one told you to
And your time is your side
And your time with me
Ah, dont talk to me
Ah, dont talk to me
Dont talk to me
You know
Like no one told you how
But you know
Though the king that howls has howled
But you feel like sentimental
But you dont care
If I just share it in your heart
(heart...)
Hopelessly
So hopelessly
Im breaking through for you and me
And you dont
Though no one told you to
And you found out
Where you were going, where to
Youre through with me
But I know that you will be back
For more
And you know
And though no one told you so
And you know, blue sky
Like a harder shade of blue
And you walk
When you want
To let go
Me, Im the outside, tell me fade away
Drop me down but dont break me
In your sleep
In your sleep, inside
Its in your heart and mine
Whole sea is dark
Its in your heart and mine
Sweetly, those will come
Loving is on your side walking through
So let me in your heart
Your beat is like something...
They...
Run...
See say youre sad and reach by
So say youre sad above beside
Oh stay sad above beside
So stay sad above we said
You know I dont
No one told you how
(and you dont)
(and you wipe sweat off your white brow)
And you care
And no one told you tried
And your heart
Is left out from the side
And the rain beats down
And the shame goes down
And this rain keeps on coming down
And this sky
Tonight...
You know "s" "o" "n" "g", why
Youre going go join to god
You know "s" "o" "n" "g", why
Give away some him no lie
Give away some my de day no
You know
And though no one told you sky
And you feel
Like you pretend you can
You say go, you live
Go live outside of me
Dont you leave
Dont leave out part of me
Then I can feel
Like I feel before
Like I hurt now
And I see the floor
If you pick me up
Bits and pieces on this floor
song performed by by U2
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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