I tell her these things when I come home
So much
Has been taken for the quest of something original
Time squeezes to something interesting
Something original
I am carried away
I look out this glass window
Seeing the sea
Farther blue nearer me is brownish
The river is flooded the rain poured wildly in the mountain
A blue green car passes by below
A woman with a basket of something
(I cannot see clearly)
Holds her boy like a twig of a tree
The wind must be blowing hard
There could be typhoon
I see these happening, I am from here. I live here.
I tell her these things when I come home
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Red Motorcycle With Least Meaning
it is raining.
this is the first rain for the month of June
in Katipunan
i sit facing a screen
i press words
i look through a glass window
much older than my being here,
out there
the mango tree is heavy with its fruits
under its shade is
a red motorcycle beside a hollow block fence
which separates a dilapidated house
from the public market
a woman holds a blue umbrella
walks slowly along the pavement
it is still raining
cats and dogs, and the red motorcycle is wet all over.
it is inanimate and everyone
takes it for granted.
among those that i have enumerated
perhaps it must be the one with the least meaning.
the day is crying
and the woman with the blue umbrella is unaffected.
inside this room
with a glass window as protection
i am sifting
what meaning is there
for this rainy day.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To tell something original.
She says, you are not original in what you are telling me
Any janitor in your office can always say that seeing that
It is different. I am original in this. I am feeling something.
I am original in this feeling and you do not feel it that way I see these things.
I am leaving you. It is the first time I am feeling this. It is this first time
That I am telling you. I am original. I have long searched what words to use
To tell something original.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Azul....
Shades of blue confronts the
man in blue, so blue, but not
electric blue, the blue in faded jeans
saddening blue, the blue in marble,
glossy, but sadder still, the faint
blue of a heavy sky, laden with rain
some restraints, falling suppressed,
the blue in that deserted lagoon,
those blue Spanish eyes gone,
the navy blue without an address,
the blue lips, lesser in oxygen
content,
the bluebird perched upon a twig,
kingfisher blue without a fish,
a blue heart, pastel blue shirt
torn blue, blues, blue bruises....
the puerto azul....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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outside the window
this early morning
blue clouds hover
on the green hill
like the curly hair
of a little boy
on the guava tree
a twig without leaves
a bird sings
with blue feathers
the kingfisher
below it a pool
of rippled waters
a fish is seducing
its black beak
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Blue Ridge Mountain Boy
From a shack by a mountain stream
To a room in new orleans
So far from my blue ridge mountain home
The men I meet aint warm and friendly
Like the one in old virginie
Oh they aint real like my blue ridge mountain boy
I was just a little past eighteen
When I came to new orleans
Id never been beyond my home state line
There was a boy who loved me dearly
But I broke his heart severely
When I left my blue ridge mountain boy
Life was dull in my hometown
Lights were out when the sun went down
And I thought that city life was more my style
But nights get lonely away from home
And its easy to go wrong
The men aint kind like my blue ridge mountain boy
New orleans held things in store
Things Id never bargained for
And every night a different man knocks on my door
But late at night when all is still
I can hear a whippoorwill
As I cry for my blue ridge mountain boy
Oh but I can never go back home
Since the boy I love is gone
He grew tired of waiting for me to return
They say he married last october
But I never will get over
Oh the sweet love of my blue ridge mountain boy
Blue ridge mountain boy
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Blue
yo listen up here's a story
about a little guy that lives in a blue world
and all day and all night and everything he sees
is just blue like him inside and outside
blue his house with a blue little window
and a blue corvette
and everything is blue for him and hisself
and everybody around
cos he ain't got nobody to listen to
i'm blue da ba dee da ba die...
i have a blue house with a blue window.
blue is the colour of all that i wear.
blue are the streets and all the trees are too.
i have a girlfriend and she is so blue.
blue are the people here that walk around,
blue like my corvette, it's standing outside.
blue are the words i say and what i think.
blue are the feelings that live inside me.
i'm blue da ba dee da ba die...
song performed by by Eiffel 65
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Ocean Blue
Well you took me home
And you took me back
But deep down inside
The feeling just died and i
Couldnt see why
From indigo to royal blue
I travel far but no one will do
Anytime, anyplace
Every shape every face
Brings memories of you
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
Fair weather friends might drift away
When summer ends and skies burn grey
So I walk to the ocean
Pilot these shores
Just thinking of you
Its time we kissed the clouds goodbye
From now on its strictly blue sky
Come rain and shine
The outlook is still fine
Im thinking of you
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean ocean
Ocean, ocean
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
I stand at the head of the queue
Theres mutinys every crew
Wishin and wonderin bout you
Ocean blue
song performed by by Abc
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Blue Butterfly
blue butterfly
so blue fluttering alone
hovering on my yellow green leaf
and stopping for a while
on my shiny, brown twig
tell me if i am smooth
just tell me if
if am good
then leave
blue butterfly
do not ask if my heart is real
do not ask if you can have it
i do not have a heart anymore
for you see i am just this
tree, this twig, this leaf
but blue butterfly
if ever i have a heart
please
do not ask about it
i give it to no one
i am smooth
i am too good
to be owned by
someone
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Long Gone Lonesome Blues
Written and recorded by hank williams.
Copyright, acuff-rose music, inc./hiriam music (bmi).
Originally released in march, 1950.
Transcribed by darragh egan
Hank williams - the original singles colection (disc 2, track 9).
I went down to the river to watch the fish swim by;
But I got to the river so lonesome I wanted to die..., oh lord!
And then I jumped in the river, but the doggone river was dry.shes long gone, and now Im lonesome blue.
I had me a woman who couldnt be true.
She made me for my money and she made me blue.
A man needs a woman that he can lean on,
But my leanin post is done left and gone.
Shes long gone, and now Im lonesome blue.
Im gonna find me a river, one thats cold as ice.
And when I find me that river, lord Im gonna pay the price, oh lord!
Im goin down in it three times, but lord Im only comin up twice.
Shes long gone, and now Im lonesome blue.
She told me on sunday she was checkin me out;
Long about monday she was nowhere about.
And here it is tuesday, aint had no news.
I got them gone but not forgotten blues.
Shes long gone, and now Im lonesome blue.
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Foreign Lands
Up into the cherry tree
Who should climb but little me?
I held the trunk with both my hands
And looked abroad in foreign lands.
I saw the next door garden lie,
Adorned with flowers, before my eye,
And many pleasant places more
That I had never seen before.
I saw the dimpling river pass
And be the sky's blue looking-glass;
The dusty roads go up and down
With people tramping in to town.
If I could find a higher tree
Farther and farther I should see,
To where the grown-up river slips
Into the sea among the ships,
To where the road on either hand
Lead onward into fairy land,
Where all the children dine at five,
And all the playthings come alive.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Looking Out My Window
Words and music by Tom Jones
(Now people you know who I am,
and you know what I can do,
but I got a problem now and Im gonna tell you about it,
Im looking for this woman, ysee,
Listen, this is the way the story goes)
Looking out my window
Looking at the rain
Nothing left but pain
Whyd you go and leave me
Sad alone and blue
Looking out my window woman
Tryin to find you
Why did you leave me?
Why did you grieve me?
Looking out my window
What do I see?
Nobodys crying
Half as bad as me
I dont think that they feel
So alone and blue
Looking out my window baby
Trying to find you
Why did you leave me?
Why did you grieve me?
Id like to tell you about
This little girl that left
Me so alone and blue
The trouble is if I paint the
Picture too well you
Might fall in love with her too
She was about 5-6
A little bag of tricks
My mama told me to watch myself but I didnt listen
Because for you baby Id scratch out my eye
Looking out my window
Down the railroad track
Waiting for that little brown eyed girl
Shes coming back
I gotta hear that whistle blowing
Down the line
Come back girl
Shell be mine, oh mine
Why did you leave me?
Why did you grieve me?
Woah
Baby come on home
Im so alone
Yknow I dont care what the world might say
Im gonna love you
Oh baby
Im down on my knees
And Im beggin you please
Ah
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
I love you, I love you
Come on home, come on home baby, come on home baby, come on home baby, to me.
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Blue Rain (Coming Down)
Silently I hear the sound of the blue rain coming down.
Its late tonight and I just saw you walking by.
Without one word of hello or goodbye.
Just one look at you with someone new,
And then I knew Id see you go around in the blue blue rain.
I didnt know one moment ago it could rain this way
You use to run straight to my arms now you turn away.
Oh I never knew such of feeling of blue.
Blue rain blue rain.
Blue rain.
Why did you make me love you than break my heart in two.
Then leave me alone here in the rain to cry for you.
Tomorrow will be filled with the lonely.blue rain.
Blue rain.blue rain.
I remember you all alone,walking on,
And crying,losing you,
In the blue blue rain.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Blue Rain
Silently i hear the sound of the blue rain coming down.
It's late tonight and i just saw you walking by.
Without one word of hello or goodbye.
Just one look at you with someone new,
And then i knew i'd see you go around in the blue blue rain.
I didn't know one moment ago it could rain this way
You use to run straight to my arms now you turn away.
Oh i never knew such of feeling of blue.
Blue rain blue rain.
Blue rain.
Why did you make me love you than break my heart in two.
Then leave me alone here in the rain to cry for you.
Tomorrow will be filled with the lonely.blue rain.
Blue rain.blue rain.
I remember you all alone,walking on,
And crying,losing you,
In the blue blue rain.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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My Requiem
Under the wide blue sky
spread my ashes let them swirl
when it’s at its brightest hue, its brightest blue
and if wind or water whirl
what is left of me
over land and sea
then let heaven be my canopy
where I will be forever free
and not set in the dark earth
that impedes me
and in the shining sun,
the falling rain, the blowing wind
forever I will be
shattered to different places
l’Envoi
where gladly I will lie
while time passes by
until the Lord of host in dignity
again reconstructs me, brings me back
to another life.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Blue[Da Ba Dee]
Yo listen up
Heres the story about a little guy that lives in a blue world
And all day and all night and everything he sees is just blue like him
Indside and outside
Blue his house with the blue little window and a blue corvette
And everything is blue for him and his-self
And everybody around cuz he aint got nobody to listen.
Im blue da ba dee da ba di da ba dee da ba di da d ba dee da ba di da ba dee
Da ba di da ba dee da ba di da (repeat once)
I have a blue house with a blue window
Blue is the color I bought that I wear
Blue are the trees and now the trees are too
I have a girlfriend and she is so blue
Blue are the people here that walk around
Blue like my corvette its standing outside
Blue are the words are say and what I think
Blue are the feelings that live inside me.
Im blue da ba dee da ba di da ba dee da ba di da d ba dee da ba di da ba dee
Da ba di da ba dee da ba di da (repeat twice)
Indside and outside
Blue his house with the blue little window and a blue corvette
And everything is blue for him and his-self
And everybody around cuz he aint got nobody to listen.
Im blue da ba dee da ba di da ba dee da ba di da ba dee da ba di da ba dee da
Ba di da ba dee da ba di da (repeat til end)
song performed by by Eiffel 65
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I Feel Like A Leaf In Autumn
I feel like a leaf in Autumn borne along by flooded rill
Running down the silent valley down along the moonlit hill
Down to join the flooded river towards it's final destiny
To it's deep grave in salt water in the bosom of the sea.
I felt like that leaf in Springtime on it's lovely mother tree
With it's brothers and it's sisters one big happy family
A bright green leaf in a green World dancing in the wind and rain
Give me back what's gone forever give me back my youth again.
I felt like that leaf in Summer when the sun shone in the sky
And the world was full of colour and wild songbirds piped for joy
And bright wildflowers in green meadow fit home for fair butterfly
Oh but all that's young and beautiful has one day got to die.
I feel like a leaf in Autumn borne along by flooded stream
Running down the moonlit valley that was once so very green
Down to join the flooded river towards it's final destiny
To be gone and lost forever in the bosom of the sea.
poem by Francis Duggan
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On The Beach
the sun is up.
the peebles are hot.
the trees are brewing their greens
to the pluffy blue clouds.
we huddle together on a
thatch-roofed hut by the shore.
the waves splash on the
side of the big rock.
the sands gleam
some diamond sparks
the horizon is silvery
the cove curves beyond us
a little farther
a nude man approaches
another nude woman
and they run towards the
blue waters of the sea
we watch. This is new.
This is happening
in this country.
we watch closely.
and then the clouds
turn gray. The rain comes.
some leaks on the roof
of this hut. We listen.
We still have too much
to really learn.
we pretend we are
innocent about what is
happening.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sky Blue
Lost my time lost my place in
Sky blue
Those two blue eyes light your face in
Sky blue
I know how to fly, I know how to drown in
Sky blue
Warm wind blowing over the earth
Sky blue
I sing through the land, the land sings through me
Sky blue
Reaching into the deepest shade of
Sky blue
Sky blue
So tired of all this travelling
So many miles away from home
I keep moving to be stable
Free to wander, free to roam
Train pulled out said my goodbyes
Sky blue
Back on the road alone with the sky
Sky blue
Theres a presence here no one denies
Sky blue
Sky blue
Sky blue
So tired of all this travelling
So many miles away from home
I keep moving to be stable
Free to wander, free to roam
I can hear the same voice calling
Crying out, from my heart
And that cry, what a cry
What a cry, its going to be
If I can stop to let it out, oh
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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The Wind is Blowing
The wind is blowing,
Blowing slow and fast on my skin,
Blowing fast and hard on his skin.
The wind is cold tonight,
Blowing scary in the woods,
Blowing swiftly throw the night.
The wind is warm today,
Blowing hard in town,
Blowing soft in the county.
The wind is cool,
Blowing all the time,
As they say,
The wind is blowing!
poem by Angela M. Maynard
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Rat Bat Blue
[Deep Purple]
[Japanese Bonus Track]
Hey baby, what you gonna do
When the lights go up on you
What's your name,
Can I drive you home
Sweet woman, are you all alone
You're the one for me
I'm gonna keep you busy as a bee,
Could be, could be
Rat bat blue
Now, get up woman, don't be slow
It's getting late and I wanna go
No cause for acting big
Got to love, got to live
Stick around with me
I'm gonna show you things
You'd never thought you'd see
You see
Rat bat blue
You're so fine
Get out! You didn't understand
I'm a hard loving man
No way you can satisfy
The way you look, the way you lie
And when you shut the door
Make sure I don't see you
'Round here no more
Rat bat blue
Alright
song performed by by Helloween
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