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Idol

i have always wanted
to be like you to
sound like you
and be everything like
you,

but it cannot be
my voice is fixed
and it will always be
like mine
my face is original
and everything in me
is done.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Well, obviously I wanted it to sound as original as possible. I suppose the influences that we had were probably from the actual power point of view we wanted to be like the Who. Vocally we wanted to be like the Beach Boys, whatever was good at the time.

quote by Roy Wood
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As usual the Liberals offer a mixture of sound and original ideas. Unfortunately none of the sound ideas is original and none of the original ideas is sound.

quote by Harold MacMillan
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It Just Has To Be This Way (feat. Vince Gill)

The sound of your voice, the touch of your skin
If we go there, it will start all over again
So don't even call, there's no need for checking in
If it's really over, let it just be over
No, we won't be sharing coffee
Or having lunch from time to time
I won't ask about your family
Please don't ask me about mine
This is never what I wanted
And it's killing me to say
It just has to be this way
We gave all we could, we fought the good fight
But no matter how we loved, we just couldn't get it right
It hurts to let go, but it's harder hangin' on
I don't want it to be over, we know that it's over
No, we won't be sharing coffe
Or having lunch from time to time
I won't ask about your family
Please don't ask me about mine
This is never what I wanted
And it's killing me to say
It just has to be this way
And even if I change my mind
Don't let me hurt me one more time
Stay away from me, be as cold as you can be
No, we won't be sharing coffe
Or having lunch from time to time
I won't ask about your family
Please don't ask me about mine
This is never what I wanted
And it's killing me to say
It just has to be this way
Oh, it just has to be this way

song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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I just wanted to play tennis. I started because I wanted to pick up another sport and then as I was slowly getting better I wanted to see how far I can go but I always wanted to be myself. I wanted to be original. I didn't want to copy anybody's style.

quote by Jana Novotna
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I began to realize how simple life could be if one had a regular routine to follow with fixed hours, a fixed salary, and very little original thinking to do.

quote by Roald Dahl
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It Just Had To Be This Way

The sound of your voice
The touch of your skin
If we go there it will start all over again
So don't even call
There's no need for checkin' in
If it's really over let it just be over
No we won't be sharin' coffee
Or havin' lunch from time to time
I won't ask about your family
Please don't ask me about mine
This is never what I wanted
And it's killin' me to say
It just has to be this way
We gave all we could
We fought the good fight
But no matter how we loved
We just couldn't get it right
It hurts to let go
But it's harder hangin' on
I don't want it to be over
We know that it's over
No we won't be sharin' coffee
Or havin' lunch from time to time
I won't ask about your family
Please don't ask me about mine
This is never what I wanted
And it's killin' me to say
It just has to be this way
And even if I change my mind
Don't let me hurt me one more time
Stay away from me
(Stay away)
Be as cold as you can be
No we won't be sharin' coffee
Or havin' lunch from time to time
I won't ask about your family
Please don't ask me about mine
This is never what I wanted
And it's killin' me to say
It just has to be this way
Oh, it just has to be this way

song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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I Had A Good Time

Hey, you can be so unfair
And you know I will remember
You said you'd always be there
When you go
Hey, I wanted you to know
I wish you were mine
And I, I just wanted you to know
I had a good time
Ooh I, I had a really good time
You can lie and I'll still believe it
It's OK, it doesn't matter
I know that you really mean it
In your own way
Hey, I wanted you to know
I wish you were mine
And I, I just wanted you to know
I had a good time
Ooh I, I had a really good time
You know what you want
Well maybe love is blind
But's alright, it's cool
I just wanted you to know
I had a really good time
Well I've been in love
But nothing lasts forever
So just holdon long enough
And maybe you'll end up together
It's alright, yeah, yeah, yeah
You can lie to my face and I'll believe it
It's OK, 'cause there's a feeling you can't replace
You didn't mean it anway
Hey, I wanted you to know
I wish you were mine
And I, I just wanted you to know
I had a good time
Ooh I, I had a really good time
(Tom Scholz)

song performed by by Boston
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I, Too Have A Harsh Voice

if you only see me
you will see the difference
and if you hear me
you too will know
what a harsh voice can be

for it is the voice of
my own wilderness
the sounds of young elephants
looking for their mothers
the sound of birds looking
for a home
for mine is the sound of the
whale looking for a
place to die.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When She Called Me mine

My Love...the very thought of thee
Such sweetness filled my breast
But sweeter still thy face to see
When thy lips.... on mine caress

My voice cannot sing
My heart cannot frame
Nor can memory find
A sweeter sound than when....
She called me mine

poem by Clyde Bryson
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To Minette

With your lovely face
and bright blue eyes
at any time you could disrupt my life

and a single word made me believe in your love
and your soft lips, the blush on your cheek
and bright blue eyes

really caught me
and the sound of your voice
and your soft lips, the blush on your cheek

grasped my heart
and your soft hand folding around mine
and the sound of your voice

leaves me now only with mourning
and the remembering of how wonderful you were
and your soft hand folding around mine

has been extinguished by destiny, changed to ash.
With your lovely face
and the remembering of how wonderful you were
at any time you could disrupt my life.

poem by Gert Strydom
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I will be speaking to you in my own voice

This is my voice,
Sad, prolonged, fever pitched,
With some intermittent turbulence
In between a concentrated discourse
But
Still in a slow, smooth, sailing like
A canoe on a very clear silent running river
And
Some rapids, and rocks somewhere, may distort,
This voice
Of mine,
Or
At the edge for which a waterfall rages,
This
Voice
Of
Mine,
May sound like a violent fall of a hundred heavy waters,
Not a drip, but a hundred heavy, heavy falling waters,
As though the whole word is falling down
On your
Shoulder,
This is my voice, sad, on a prolonged agony,
But somehow, when tickled may move into
A mystery, not discounting the possibility of
An ecstasy,
A fantasy,
And you, my love, my beautiful reader, may hear this voice
Speaking to you in a hush of silence,
This is my voice; hear it for what it is, that is all that I ask of you,
I am myself speaking. I am real, this voice of mine.
Listen to me.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This Is My Voice

This is my voice,
Sad, prolonged, fever pitched,
With some intermittent turbulence
In between a concentrated discourse
But
Still in a slow, smooth, sailing like
A canoe on a very clear silent running river
And
Some rapids, and rocks somewhere, may distort,
This voice
Of mine,
Or
At the edge for which a waterfall rages,
This
Voice
Of
Mine,
May sound like a violent fall of a hundred heavy waters,
Not a drip, but a hundred heavy, heavy falling waters,
As though the whole word is falling down
On your
Shoulder,
This is my voice, sad, on a prolonged agony,
But somehow, when tickled may move into
A mystery, not discounting the possibility of
An ecstasy,
A fantasy,
And you, my love, my beautiful reader, may hear this voice
Speaking to you in a hush of silence,
This is my voice; hear it for what it is, that is all that I ask of you,
I am myself speaking. I am real, this voice of mine.
Listen to me.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Nineteen

This is my voice,
Sad, prolonged, fever pitched,
With some intermittent turbulence
In between a concentrated discourse
But
Still in a slow, smooth, sailing like
A canoe on a very clear silent running river
And
Some rapids, and rocks somewhere, may distort,
This voice
Of mine,
Or
At the edge for which a waterfall rages,
This
Voice
Of
Mine,
May sound like a violent fall of a hundred heavy waters,
Not a drip, but a hundred heavy, heavy falling waters,
As though the whole word is falling down
On your
Shoulder,
This is my voice, sad, on a prolonged agony,
But somehow, when tickled may move into
A mystery, not discounting the possibility of
An ecstasy,
A fantasy,
And you, my love, my beautiful reader, may hear this voice
Speaking to you in a hush of silence,
This is my voice; hear it for what it is, that is all that I ask of you,
I am myself speaking. I am real, this voice of mine.
Listen to me.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Just Wanted to Kiss You.

I just wanted to kiss you
To show you my love
That burns like sulphur
Within my heart

I just wanted to kiss you
To show you
That I am yours forever
And you are mine

I just wanted to kiss you
To placate our long friendship
To cement our union
There and then

I just wanted to kiss you
And touch your lovely chicks
I wanted to caress you
And feel your body

I just wanted to kiss you
And feel your tongue in my mouth
And mine in yours
The warmth

I just wanted to kiss you
To feel the tenderness
Of your soft lips
Against mine

I just wanted to kiss you
Because it felt right
It felt like the time to do so
It just felt right

I just wanted to kiss you
And put my loving arms around you
And feel your heartbeat
In a warm embrace

I just wanted to kiss you
To kiss you and kiss you
Because my lips were burning with desire
I just wanted to kiss you

poem by Jack Shaka
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Why Im Here

Its the reason for my pain
In a season to celebrate
I dont wanna be full of hate
For anybody, but its too late
Everyone has been in my face
Telling me that im a disgrace
Showing me things that I must face
Telling me that they need their space
I cant love you anymore
Im scared of the sound of it
Its the reason why im down
Im beaten been pushed around
Hit the ceiling without a sound
Everone I know considers me a clown
I cant love you anymore
Im scared of the sound of it
I cant love you anymore
Woman, I just wanted more
I cant love you anymore
Scared of the sound of it
And woman, I just wanted more
Its the reason why im here

song performed by by Oleander
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Voice From The Mountain

Voice from the mountain
And a voice from the sea
Voice in my neighbourhood
And a voice calling me.
Tell me my friend my friend
Tell me with love
Where can it end it end
Voice from above.
The sound on the ocean wave
And the sound in the tree
Sound in a country lane
Say you can be free.
Tell me you crowd you crowd
Tell me again
Tell me out loud out loud
This sound is rain.
Tune from the hillside
And tune full of light
A flute in the morning
And a chime in the night.
I know the game again
I know the score
I know my name my name
But this tune is more.
Voice from the mountain
And voice from the sea
Voice from in my neighbourhood
And a voice calling me.
Tell me my friend my friend
Tell me with love
Where can it end it end
Voice from above.

song performed by by Nick Drake
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Until He Appears

Just one person required to think me amazing,
just one voice desired to whisper I make him
crazy, only one pair of arms for a feeling of
sweet romance, as I listen entranced to the
voice in my mind and lean back in the arms
conjured by my thoughts

As I listen to my fantasy using the sounds
supplied by reality to create the atmosphere
in which I am cherished and I can love him
also, a sphere in which I can hear his every
thought and he can hear mine, in which I can
see his intents and he can see mine

A sphere in which our spirits intertwine, a magic
atmosphere in which we can dance to the original
tune of the universe, a sphere in which he is mine
and I can be his and I can feel his hand holding
mine, his heart blossoming to encompass mine,
his mind entering my dreams

What a wonderful thought, what a bewitching way
to while the time away until he appears

poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Interlude 2

Can I get some of that tea, some of that tea. I know I sound rhaspy but thats
hey, I used to go on tour ya know, and I'd be a prisoner, I used to be a
prisoner on tour cause I would go on tour and tour your'e supposed to enjoy and
have a good time but I'd be this prisoner in the hotel you know drinkin' tea
and ya know tellin' children ya know mommy has to sleep cause I wanted to
maintain this ya know emmaculate sounding voice, but that's not realistic, ya
know reality is sometimes I stay up late and this is what I sound like when I
wake up the next day, and ya know its a voice ya know and to me the the more I
uh focus less on myself the more I realize I can be used to spread a message,
because when I am I used to be so ya know oh my god if I sound ya know harsh
and rhaspy I can't go out there, that's a lie ya know I just sound like a
singer with a lot of stuff in her throat.
So, I told the people at MTV that they gotta like me better if not then people
are gonna keep on sayin' who's that boy on stage. Who's that little boy. OK,
we're just finishing tune up, OK...

song performed by by Lauryn Hill
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Help

Listen to the sound/
Of birds a’singin’/
Softly they are found/
In the air ringin’/
Buzz my life/
I’m alive and well/
Hard to smile sometimes/
But the truth will sell/

Baby/baby/
Hear my voice/
Sweet and sound/
I’m your clearest choice/

Near to me/
Are you mine? /
I’m losing myself/
I cannot find/
Fill my threshold/
With pain in disguise/
I will unfold/
Beneath my skin what fries! /

Baby/baby/
Hear my voice/
Sweet and sound/
I’m your clearest choice/

On my mind/
It is there/
My future existing/
In living air/
I am trying/
Tyo make it so hard/
I hate it so much/
Cuz the end is so far/

Baby/baby/
Hear my voice/
Sweet and sound/
I’m your clearest choice/

Feelings surpassed/
Blown away/
Will I come home/
Again to live another day/
Long gone/
Is myself/
I will never find it/
The answer which is help/

Baby/baby/
Hear my voice/
Sweet and sound/
I’m your clearest choice/

poem by Seanzie Haha
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The films that I've done before were original stories most of the time, I did two adaptations before this, but they were mostly original stories where I had complete freedom to evolve in the direction I wanted.

quote by Walter Salles
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