It Will Not Take Too Long For Me To Learn To Live Alone
alone i come
from my own trail of mud and grass. My feet wet with mud
and my palms are thick-skinned.
I am familiar with the road
and the labyrinths talk to me in my own language.
alone i come
and we meet, and we become lovers, like the lone star
and the full moon one night
too close for each
other's delight.
alone i come and we become one.
the demands however have become
too many. That i wash my feet before i enter your stairs.
You always hush when i do not comb
my hair like the way the waves clean the shores.
You want to change my shadow.
Or the color of my dreams.
It is enough. Alone i come and i shall talk to the labyrinths
again. I will be back to the fold of their arms.
We will arrange for a secret welcome.
Alone i go.
I am very sorry. You cannot follow.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Get Out Of My House
(hee-haw! hee-haw! hee-haw!)
When you left, the door was
(slamming!)
You paused in the doorway
(slamming!)
As though a thought stole you away.
(slamming!)
I watched the world pull you away.
(lock it!)
So I run into the hall,
(lock it!)
Into the corridor.
(lock it!)
Theres a door in the house
(slamming).
I hear the lift descending.
(slamming!)
I hear it hit the landing,
(slamming!)
See the hackles on the cat
(standing).
With my key i
(lock it).
With my key i
(lock it up).
With my key i
(lock it).
With my key i
(lock it up).
I am the concierge chez-moi, honey.
Wont letcha in for love, nor money.
(let me in!)
My home, my joy.
Im barred and bolted and i
(wont let you in).
(get out of my house!)
No strangers feet
Will enter me.
(get out of my house!)
I wash the panes,
(get out of my house!)
I clean the stains away.
(get out of my house!)
This house is as old as I am.
(slamming.)
This house knows all I have done.
(slamming.)
They come with their weather hanging round them,
(slamming.)
But cant knock my door down!
(slamming.)
With my key i
(lock it).
With my key i
(lock it).
This house is full of m-m-my mess.
(slamming.)
This house is full of m-m-mistakes.
(slamming.)
This house is full of m-m-madness.
(slamming.)
This house is full of, full of, full of fight!
(slam it.)
With my keeper i
(clean up).
With my keeper i
(clean it all up).
With my keeper i
(clean up).
With my keeper i
(clean it all up).
I am the concierge chez-moi, honey.
Wont letcha in for love, nor money.
(its cold out here!)
My home, my joy.
Im barred and bolted and i
(get out of my house!)
(wont let you in).
(get out of my house!)
No strangers feet
(get out of my house!)
Will enter me.
(get out of my house!)
I wash the panes.
(get out of my house!)
I clean the stains.
(get out of my house!)
(get out of my house!)
(get out of my house!)
(get out of my house!)
Wont enter me.
(get out of my house!)
(get out of my house!)
(get out of my house!)
(get out of my house!)
Yeah! wont let you in!
(get out of my house!)
(get out of my house!)
Let me in!
Woman let me in!
Let me bring in the memories!
Woman let me in!
Let me bring in the devil dreams!
I will not let you in!
Dont you bring back the reveries.
I turn into a bird,
Carry further than the word is heard.
Woman let me in!
I turn into the wind.
I blow you a cold kiss,
Stronger than the songs hit.
I will not let you in.
I face towards the wind.
I change into the mule.
I change into the mule.
Hee-haw! hee-haw! hee-haw-hee-haw-hee-haw-hee-haw...
Hee-haw! hee-haw! hee-haw!
song performed by by Kate Bush
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The Lone Trail
Ye who know the Lone Trail fain would follow it,
Though it lead to glory or the darkness of the pit.
Ye who take the Lone Trail, bid your love good-by;
The Lone Trail, the Lone Trail follow till you die.
The trails of the world be countless, and most of the trails be tried;
You tread on the heels of the many, till you come where the ways divide;
And one lies safe in the sunlight, and the other is dreary and wan,
Yet you look aslant at the Lone Trail, and the Lone Trail lures you on.
And somehow you're sick of the highway, with its noise and its easy needs,
And you seek the risk of the by-way, and you reck not where it leads.
And sometimes it leads to the desert, and the togue swells out of the mouth,
And you stagger blind to the mirage, to die in the mocking drouth.
And sometimes it leads to the mountain, to the light of the lone camp-fire,
And you gnaw your belt in the anguish of hunger-goded desire.
And sometimes it leads to the Southland, to the swamp where the orchid glows,
And you rave to your grave with the fever, and they rob the corpse for its clothes.
And sometimes it leads to the Northland, and the scurvy softens your bones,
And your flesh dints in like putty, and you spit out your teeth like stones.
And sometimes it leads to a coral reef in the wash of a weedy sea,
And you sit and stare at the empty glare where the gulls wait greedily.
And sometimes it leads to an Arctic trail, and the snows where your torn feet freeze,
And you whittle away the useless clay, and crawl on your hands and knees.
Often it leads to the dead-pit; always it leads to pain;
By the bones of your brothers ye know it, but oh, to follow you're fain.
By your bones they will follow behind you, till the ways of the world are made plain.
Bid good-by to sweetheart, bid good-by to friend;
The Lone Trail, the Lone Trail follow to the end.
Tarry not, and fear not, chosen of the true;
Lover of the Lone Trail, the Lone Trail waits for you.
poem by Robert William Service
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Meeting With The Ghost
tremble with laughter, thou
nervous yet! so happy as the feet and hands
full of sweat engulf the whole flesh
the day is over and the night is too close
the humid feeling adds the color of the night
kept disgusted my waiting the call to take a rest
seems melted like candle, light keeps on
waving until the door close with the cool breeze
touches my skin
something gone in I and something tip toe
my hair, urged to shout for the night talk in my
brain, I hold my hands so tight and whisper to
my little angel to close the door
the clock showers my mess...
poem by Antonio Liao
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Talking.... (Who Listens?)
even the silence of the night talks,
small children talk in their dreams;
old people talk staring out windows...
trees talk shedding leaves,
empty buildings talk to ghosts;
dead bones talk to the wind...
the wind talks those who mourn.
the hungry talk to their oppressors,
the prisoner talks to the walls.
the desperate talk to the noose,
lovers talk with simple touch.
soldiers talk to their fears,
the unborn talk to our decisions.
the moon talks to the night,
and the night talks to the dawn.
the soul of man talks,
and calls it god.
the conscience talks to the heart.
death talks to the living....
who listens?
who really hears?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Ill Be Back Upon My Feet
By sandy linzer and denny randell
Girl, I know the grass is greener, just around the bend.
Gotta say, goodbye! but dont you fear.
Though the road is dark and I might fail to find the end
I wont disappear.
Ill be back upon my feet. Ill be back upon my feet.
Chase the morning sun to find my one and only you.
Ill be back upon my feet. Ill be back upon my feet.
Lookin high, Im lookin low.
When I find my boots I know I gotta go.
Maybe I will be a star, or maybe just a clown.
Girl, Ill never know until I try.
Maybe I will meet a girl wholl try to keep me down.
But you dont have to cry.
Ill be back upon my feet. Ill be back upon my feet.
Chase the morning sun to find my one and only you.
Ill be back upon my feet. Ill be back upon my feet.
Lookin high, Im lookin low.
When I find my boots I know Ive gotta go.
[instrumental]
Maybe I will meet a girl wholl try to keep me down.
But you dont have to cry.
Ill be back upon my feet. Ill be back upon my feet.
Chase the morning sun to find my one and only you.
Ill be back upon my feet. Ill be back upon my feet.
Lookin high, Im lookin low.
When I find my boots I know Ive gotta go.
song performed by by Monkees
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The Song of the Beasts
(Sung, on one night, in the cities, in the darkness.)
Come away! Come away!
Ye are sober and dull through the common day,
But now it is night!
It is shameful night, and God is asleep!
(Have you not felt the quick fires that creep
Through the hungry flesh, and the lust of delight,
And hot secrets of dreams that day cannot say?). . . .
. . .The house is dumb;
The night calls out to you. . . Come, ah, come!
Down the dim stairs, through the creaking door,
Naked, crawling on hands and feet
- It is meet! it is meet!
Ye are men no longer, but less and more,
Beast and God. . . . Down the lampless street,
By little black ways, and secret places,
In the darkness and mire,
Faint laughter around, and evil faces
By the star-glint seen - ah! follow with us!
For the darkness whispers a blind desire,
And the fingers of night are amorous.
Keep close as we speed,
Though mad whispers woo you, and hot hands cling,
And the touch and the smell of bare flesh sting,
Soft flank by your flank, and side brushing side -
Tonight never heed!
Unswerving and silent follow with me,
Till the city ends sheer,
And the crook'd lanes open wide,
Out of the voices of night,
Beyond lust and fear,
To the level waters of moonlight,
To the level waters, quiet and clear,
To the black unresting plains of the calling sea.
poem by Rupert Brooke (1906)
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When the Sun hide to shine
early morning, of the 13th month of November, the roar
of the sea wake me up, and the gloomy sunny day, hit my
darkness sight, as the moist of the forest dried my sweat
hides in the shadow of the wonder of the sun
fears and surprises meet everyone in the road, wondered
and lighted its candle in the home as it stood, all have
something to say but nobody want to listen, i want to cry,
yet everybody is busy, until i came to my senses and make
my own way
walking in the dark, while my eye can't see, holding my
breathe though the oxygen is free, numb my feet including
my heart, stepping in the soil where my feet tremble in the
freezing night, pushing my luck in every time, i take my
nap
fear holds me to hide in the golden cave i crawl, swimming
like fish in the warm dirty and muddy poll, where i can warm
my freezing body, the cool never last for to long, when i meet
the sun in the full moon dawn, near the diamond bowl he
sleep with me with dignity, friendship molded us to talk in the
shadow of the night, until i wake him up to see the day
friends come and go, never they return and sway your way,
turn their back and guide your way if anything you want to say;
as the sun ray its brilliant light and turning each day right, the
sun hide at the end of the twilight night and comes the
moonlight night
now let's welcome the sun as it bright its light, hiding the cool
shadow beneath the glow, blow the shinning moon, leaving our
heart the pain depart, friendship hold till it spark
'hide let not the sun rays, moonlight night take it rest …
…..friendship make the best “
poem by Antonio Liao
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In The Shadow Of Doubt...
when you meet at some
crossroads
you are familiar with
what i carry
just a shadow
a shadow of doubt
a mimicry of what i am
a cry of the silent
darkness that is dependent
upon a little light
the moon long understands this
it is compassionate
and we talk
on the grass on the pond
in the eeriness of air
in the blankness of space
when we meet again
in the light
as you prefer it to be
i carry nothing
i am no longer myself
no matter how you try to be
if you love me
let me just be a shadow without a body
that you want to touch
and believe
you must believe in the doubt
that i am
you must hope for nothing
you must shed off faith
you only have to utter a word
that must exist beyond the journey of time
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lets Go!
(wang chung)
Meet me in a restaurant
Meet me on the top of the world
Meet me and well talk the language of love
Ill meet you anywhere you want
Ill meet you on a ballroom floor
Meet me and well float to a level above
Chorus:
I wish youd stop what youre doing
And get on the case
We could blow this existence
Right out into space
And share a sweet isolation
Lets go there today
Go today, go today
Everyway, right away
Oh, lets go
Lets go, baby, lets go, baby, come on
Lets go, baby, lets go, baby, come on
Lets go, baby, lets go, baby, come on
Lets go, cause we cant hold back no more
Theres no way, theres no way
No, no way
Meet you on a mountain-top
Ill meet you at the end of the block
As long as we can talk in the language of love
Ill take you in my arms again
Ill take you to the edge of time
Together we can reach for the heavens above
Repeat chorus
Lets go, baby, lets go, baby, come on
cause baby, I want your love
Lets go, baby, lets go, baby, come on
cause baby, Im saying
Take your cue from me now
Im saying baby, lets go
Will you listen to me
Im saying baby, come on now
Lets go cause we cant hold back no more
Theres no way
Meet me on the dancefloor and well dance to the rhythm
Get your feet in motion and well dance to the rhythm
Dance to the rhythm
Dance to the rhythm of love
Oh, baby
Lets go, baby, lets go, baby, come on
cause baby, I want your love
Lets go, baby, lets go, baby, come on
cause baby, Im saying
Take your cue from me now
Im saying baby, lets go
Will you listen to me
Im saying baby, come on now
Lets go, cause we cant hold back no
Lets go, cause we cant hold back no
Lets go, cause we cant hold back no more
Theres no way
song performed by by Wang Chung
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The Rattlesnake Trail
Got a hair shirt round my shoulder. got a cold stew in my spoon.
And Im falling on my head, lifting feet of lead ---
Now its got me baying at the moon.
Well, theres a race on for tomorrow. Im stretching out
For what might have been.
Going to come out from the night, got my second sight ---
Play rough --- you know what I mean.
Im going for the kill. Im going tooth and nail
Up that dusty hill --- on the rattlesnake trail.
Got the law laid down to the left of me. got the real world to the right.
Heading up through the middle with my cat and my fiddle ---
Yeah, looking for a fight.
Going to ride hard in bandit country --- on the blind side of the bend.
Keep my nose to the wind while the rabbits skinned ---
Bed down at the journeys end. (be a rattlesnake.)
Im going for the kill. Im going tooth and nail
Up that dusty hill --- on the rattlesnake trail.
The rattlesnake trail.
Im going on the rattlesnake trail.
Going to be with wolves in winter --- run in angry packs by day.
But when you give a dog a bone, he has to be alone ---
Growl, keep the other dogs away.
See that thin moon on the mountain. see that cold star in the sky.
Going to bring them down --- shake them to the ground ---
Put that apple in the pie. (be a rattlesnake.)
Im going for the kill. Im going tooth and nail
Up that dusty hill --- on the rattlesnake trail.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Where The Blacktop Ends
Gonna kick off my shoes
And run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Goin' back to the well gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul where the blacktop ends
I'm lookin' down the barrel of Friday night
Ridin' on a river of freeway lights
Goodbye city I'm country bound
'Til Monday rolls around
Gonna kick off my shoes
And run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Goin' back to the well gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul where the blacktop ends
Workin' in the grind is an uphill road
Punchin' that clock and carryin' that load
I bust it all week and then I'm free
The weekend belongs to me
Gonna kick off my shoes
And run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Goin' back to the well gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul where the blacktop ends
Give me some fresh air give me that farm
Give me some time with you in my arms
Far away from the hustle and the pressure and the noise
Gonna kick off my shoes
And run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Goin' back to the well gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul, you betcha
Gonna kick off my shoes
And run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Goin' back to the well gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul where the blacktop ends
Where the blacktop ends
Where the blacktop ends
Where the blacktop ends
song performed by by Keith Urban
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The barbar down the lane
Most time as much a scissor talk
Call for long legs and hair walk
A thing that happens all the time
To every pocket that has least a dim
The man change a hair one
With smile and happiness morning in line
A hair enters and 'voom' disappears
The man inside with hair on repairs
Our barbar down the lane
Is a man with no shame
My hair I dedicate to him
And mine is down with all vim
The everday I wish to enter
And embrass the comb in my hair
This then I know it him
The barbar down the lane
poem by Henry Nii Ayi Cobblah
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A Deep Werewolf Dream
I'm howling at the moon
Always searching for you
I know you’re in the night
Wanting to taste and bite
Moving through the forest
With a dangerous quick speed
Looking, searching through the crimson night
Can you hear me calling?
Could this be possible?
Or could it be our fate
Are you my nightmare?
Or my one true mate
The moon shining on me from above
Showing a way from me to you
Such a feeling of magic embraces me
Is this what it feels like to be near you?
Such warmth, such love
Makes me want howl
The trees start to move back and forth
Pushing me to you, will you come too?
As silky grass rub against my feet
So hurry and find me
And use the moon
And hear my call howl
Follow my love and listen to the tune
Follow my love
Follow me
Straight to the full moon
poem by Tierra Fisher
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Fallow Me
Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics.
Can you tell me?
How do you feel? (How do you feel?)
How do you feel? (talk, talk to me)
In your letter it said you wanted to talk to me, talk to me talk to me
That you're missing my loving
Asking am I gonna' give it to ya
She said I like the way you put it down on me, me, me baby
That there's nothing more she'd rather do, do than
Follow me, follow me to my bedroom
(Both of our bodies)
Follow me, follow me to my bedroom
(This'll be a night you won't forget)
(This'll be a night you won't forget)
Relax, unwind and just take your time, take, take your take your time
I would like to show you, get to know you, hold you, kiss you
Running my fingers through your hair
How do you like it?
Let's just take it nice and slow and enjoy the flow
Follow me (alright) follow me to my bedroom
(You know what you gotta do, you know what you gotta do take my hand)
Follow me, follow me to my bedroom
(This'll be a night you won't forget)
Follow me, follow me to my bedroom
(Follow me, follow me darling)
Follow me, follow me to my bedroom
Can you follow me?
Whe I get on top and I make it real hot and you tell me don't stop
(Ooh yeah) Are you fallin'?
Whe I get on top and I make it real hot and you tell me don't stop
Whoser name are you calling?
When I get on top and I make it real hot and you tell me don't stop
Are you fallin'?
When I get on top and I make it real hot and you tell me don't stop
(Ooh yeah talk, talk to me)
How do you feel? (Both of our bodies)
How do you feel? (This'll be a night you won't forget)
How do you feel? (All I wanna know)
How do you feel? (Is how do you feel?)
How do you feel? (How do you feel?)
How do you feel? (Follow me lady)
song performed by by Craig David
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Great Beyond
Ive watched the stars fall silent from your eyes
All the sights that I have seen
I cant believe that I believed I wished
That you could see
Theres a new planet in the solar system
There is nothing up my sleeve
Im pushing an elephant up the stairs
Im tossing up punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls
Crashing to the ground
And all this talk of time
Talk is fine
And I dont want to stay around
Why cant we pantomime, just close our eyes
And sleep sweet dreams
Being here with wings on our feet
Im pushing an elephant up the stairs
Im tossing up punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls
Crashing to the ground
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great beyond
I want the hummingbirds, the dancing bears
Sweetest dreams of you
Look into the stars
Look into the moon
Im pushing an elephant up the stairs
Im tossing up punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls
Crashing to the ground
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great beyond
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great
(repeat following two verses 3 x each)
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great beyond
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great
song performed by by REM
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On Kissing Oneself
a cat licks its own
paws and
body
self-cleansing
i suppose
the waves of the
sea kiss
its own shores
nature's course
i suppose
a dog chases
its own tail
instincts perhaps
i still suppose so
and when i say
i kiss myself
as you kiss yourself
too
my lips licking my
own palms
your tongue
tasting the salt
in your fingers
nothing narcissistic
i suppose
it is the possibility
when all love fails
self-love
self healing
a way of sensing
the exits
through
the labyrinths
of our illusions
will that be wrong
my friend?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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These Arms Are Open All Night
Well, it's closing time, I got no place to go
No, I'm not tired; nobody's waiting at home
Hey, what about you? Looks like you're leaving alone
Guess that makes two - me and you
By the way, my name's Jones
I know a place not far from here
That's my dented red Chevy out front
You can follow me there
Chorus:
There's no neon lights
It don't stink of beer
It's just a mile up the road
Just a minute from here
These arms are open all night
If you need someone to talk to
A hand to hold onto
And if it feels alright
These arms are open all night
The band is through, they're breaking down the drums
The took the singer's keys, man, he was really drunk
They're turning on the lights, we can't stay here no more
I can take a hint, find my way out the door
So what do you think? Are you going my way?
There's still a whole lot left to this night
Baby, what do you say?
Chorus:
There's no neon lights
It don't stink of beer
It's just a mile up the road
Just a minute from here
These arms are open all night
If you need someone to talk to
A hand to hold onto
And if it feels alright
These arms are open all night
God only knows how long it's been that I been so lonely
Back there at the stop sign
I see her headlights
I think she's coming with me
Chorus:
There's no neon lights
It don't stink of beer
It's just a mile up the road
Just a minute from here
These arms are open all night
If you need someone to talk to
A hand to hold onto
And if it feels alright
These arms are open all night
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Inniskeen Road: July Evening
The bicycles go by in twos and threes -
There's a dance in Billy Brennan's barn to-night,
And there's the half-talk code of mysteries
And the wink-and-elbow language of delight.
Half-past eight and there is not a spot
Upon a mile of road, no shadow thrown
That might turn out a man or woman, not
A footfall tapping secrecies of stone.
I have what every poet hates in spite
Of all the solemn talk of contemplation.
Oh, Alexander Selkirk knew the plight
Of being king and government and nation.
A road, a mile of kingdom, I am king
Of banks and stones and every blooming thing.
poem by Patrick Kavanagh
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The Old Homestead
Up and down the old homestead
The naked rider gallops through his head
And although the moon isnt full
He still feels the pull.
Out on the floor where the cowboys dance
Approaching slowly at a glance
Here comes the shadow of his stance
The reins are fallin from his hands.
Why do you ride that crazy horse?
Inquires the shadow with little remorse
Just then a priest comes down the stairs
With a sack of dreams and old nightmares.
Who are you, the rider says
You dress in black but you talk like a fed
You spout ideas from books that you read
Dont you care about this guys head?
Just then the sound of hoofbeats was heard
And the sky was darkened by a prehistoric bird
Who flew between the unfulfilled moon
And the naked rider, to a telephone booth.
Well call the moon and see whats up
Ive got some change in this little tin cup
Well say that the shadow is growin dim
And we need some light to get back to him
Just one call should do it all
Ill carve this number on the wall
With my beak.
Flying feathers were all around
The air was filled with a ringing sound.
Two more birds, the second and the third
Came down from the sky to deliver the word.
Where have you been, they said to the first
Get back to the clouds, were dying of thirst
Theres not enough time to make that call
Lets ditch this rider, shadow and all.
The sky was filled with the beautiful birds
Still on the ground some crying was heard
With his dime in his hand and his hand on the dial
His ears were sweating as he forced a smile.
Hoofbeats beating across the range
He rode through the night with his cup of change
Tired and beaten he fell into slumber
But up in the sky they still had his number.
Up and down the old homestead
The naked rider gallops through his head
And although the moon isnt full
He still feels the pull,
Still feels the pull.
song performed by by Neil Young
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The Great Beyond
(berry/buck/mills/stipe)
Ive watched the stars fall silent from your eyes
All the sights that I have seen
I cant believe that I believed I wished
That you could see
Theres a new planet in the solar system
Theres nothing up my sleeve
(chorus 1)
Im pushing an elephant up the stairs
Im tossing up punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls
Crashing to the ground
And all this talk of time
Talk is fine
And I dont want to stay around
Why cant we pantomime, just close our eyes
And sleep sweet dreams
Being here with wings on our feet
(repeat chorus 1)
(chorus 2)
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great beyond
I want the hummingbirds, the dancing bears
Sweetest dreams of you
Look into the stars
Look into the moon
(repeat chorus 1)
(repeat chorus 2 2x)
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great, answers from the great
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great, answers from the great, answers
song performed by by REM
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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