The Way To Live And Die
to be without a shadow
or live without a mirror
to be an island without
a bridge or a city without
lights, or a boat without
sail or rudder, or a sky
without a star, to shrink
a seed in the smallest nook
or a door without a knob,
to have a window without
a curtain, a clock that
cannot tell time, i tell
myself, always, that is not
my way how to live my life
or how to convince you that
i for now, shall deserve
an untimely death.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Lady Or The Tramp - a warm up poem
The river or the island
The island or the Camelot
The Shalott or Sir Lancelot
A magic web or a broken heart
A real life lived or a lonely art
Four towers or the fragrant flowers
The Shalott or The Camelot
The mirror or Sir Lancelot
A water lily or an aspen tree
Be imprisoned or just set free
Art to create or life to be
The Shalott or Sir Lancelot
The mirror or The Camelot
The silent coffin or the singing boat
The noise of heaven or silence remote
Live love and die or weave the sky
The Shalott or The Camelot
The mirror or Sir Lancelot
The glassy road or a towered space
To live by shadows or see their face
To take a breath or live in death
The Shalott or Sir Lancelot
The mirror or The Camelot
To weave or breathe or die of thirst
To break the spell or just stay cursed
Chose well or chose what's first
The Shalott or The Camelot
The mirror or Sir Lancelot
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Boat To Sail
Youre up state, up late, and city fed
Im a california label
From the top of my head,
Forever, ah
See a lot of open sky
When the sun goes down
Theres a hot, lot of loving when you come
Around, to free me, ah
In a boat to sail, boat to sail, away, ah
All those letters mailed from a
Boat to sail, away ah
We are riding in a boat to sail
Bare foot, coconut and supermild
Jamaica take a look
At your own child
Forget not
Brian wilson songs are never left behind
Dont you worry baby, youre a friend of mine
For so long
From a boat to sail, boat to sail, away ah
All those letters mailed, from a
Boat to sail, away ah
We are riding in a boat to sail
We are riding in a boat to sail
song performed by by Carpenters
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A Floating Boat Needs a Rudder
You seek direction!
That's what you claim to need.
And you want to stay clear...
Of a negativity that teases and schemes.
And you say to me,
You've got to float your own boat.
But fear prevents you,
To listen to advice you toss away...
Before anywhere you go.
You're afraid to row,
A boat that stays on shore!
And advice you're given...
Your are quick to ignore.
Any boat that you'll use will need a rudder.
That boat you use will need a rudder.
Any boat you will use will need a rudder,
From here to there...
Or wherever your druthers.
That boat you're using needs a rudder.
That boat you're using needs a rudder.
That boat you're using needs a rudder...
From here to there...
Or wherever your druthers.
You seek direction!
That's what you claim to need.
And you want to stay clear...
Of a negativity that teases and schemes.
And you say to me,
You've got to float your own boat.
But fear prevents you,
To listen to advice you toss away...
Before anywhere you go.
And you don't want to hear...
A floating boat needs a rudder!
Not from me,
Or anyone other.
No you don't want to hear...
A floating boat needs a rudder!
Not from me,
Or anyone other.
That that that boat,
That you're using needs a rudder.
One day you'll see...
A floating boat needs a rudder!
One day you'll find it true...
And agree with me.
That that that boat,
That you're using needs a rudder.
That that that boat,
That you're using needs a rudder.
One day you'll see...
A floating boat needs a rudder!
One day you'll find it true...
And agree with me.
No matter what druthers suffered...
One day you'll agree.
A floating boat needs a rudder...
To get to your destiny!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Live
Clear out your mind
Look to your past and see what you can find
Stole soul afraid
Of the prophets perfect picture falls away
Is this the life that we choose to live
Or is this the life that has been giving
Now is the time to see what my life should be
What is mine!?
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
It's a timeless rage
For many people praying to be saved
Truth is so strong
It needs lights to guide it so it can carry on
I've seen blood on my hands
Am I dead or is this where it begins
I feel the shame
For my friend who put a bullet in his brain!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
song performed by by Zug Izland
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A Body
a boat lays adrift
finally on the shore
of the far away
island
the sail is broken
the rudder is damaged
the side of the boat leaks
its head appears like
the head of a very weary man
staring at the trees fronting it
while undergoing repair
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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There Is This Island
there is this island
a very small island where i once escaped
away from the death that the crowd has inflicted
there is this lonely island
where the only house i have is just an old chair
and throughout the nine full moons i simply sit there gazing
looking at the small tree the leaf of which is only one
its veins too tiny for my eyes to love
it gets lonely here most of the time but i owe all my life to this very small island
it saved me once from the death inflicted on me by the crowd
my body becomes a geisha of gratitude
my mouth becomes the kiss of the slave woman to the nth power of Abram
i live in this island and on the last dropp of the day
i become forever
there will be another north star in the heavens
and it shall have my own name
there is this island shaped like a heart and it sheds blood because it is real
i am but a white grain of sand
perhaps, but i have become this grain of gratitude and i have become a star
forever hanging on the heavens.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Island In The Sea
there is this island
a very small island where i once escaped
away from the death that the crowd has inflicted
there is this lonely island
where the only house i have is just an old chair
and throughout the nine full moons i simply sit there gazing
looking at the small tree the leaf of which is only one
its veins too tiny for my eyes to love
it gets lonely here most of the time but i owe all my life to this very small island
it saved me once from the death inflicted on me by the crowd
my body becomes a geisha of gratitude
my mouth becomes the kiss of the slave woman to the nth power of Abram
i live in this island and on the last dropp of the day
i become forever
there will be another north star in the heavens
and it shall have my own name
there is this island shaped like a heart and it sheds real blood because it is real
i am but a white grain of sand
perhaps, but i have become this grain of gratitude and i have become a star
forever hanging on the heavens.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Everything Goes
You live your life
You live like an island
Satisfied
You live for the moment
Here you come
You make it look easy
I bet you smile in your sleep
Are you smiling at me
You live your life
You live like an island
Surrounded by
Water and silence
Mmm there you go
You make it look easy
I bet you laugh at yourself
Are you laughing at me
'Cause sometimes anything goes
When you're looking at me
And sometimes everything goes
When you're looking at me
So come on
song performed by by Natalie Imbruglia from White Lilies Island
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The same people live...the same people die
The same people live, the same people die,
the same people laugh, the same people cry,
as they push on through, life's open door,
the old and the young, the rich and the poor.
The same people love, the same people hate,
the skeptics of heaven, the mockers of fate,
some use the gun, some just don't choose,
the proud and the vain, they win and they lose.
Death takes them all, the end's all the same,
no one can help us, cause no one's to blame,
When the door shuts and the bright lights go dim,
We all follow the same path and we all go to Him.
The same people live, the same people die,
Some still find wealth, while others get by,
the weak and the strong, the slow and the fast,
alone on life's journey, they all stumble past.
It's been this way, since the beginning of time,
To live...it's a joy, to die...it's a crime,
and still, we question and still, we ask why?
The same people live...the same people die.
poem by David Lessard
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The Question
Love, a question
has destroyed you.
I have come back to you
from thorny uncertainty.
I want you straight as
the sword or the road.
But you insist
on keeping a nook
of shadow that I do not want.
My love,
understand me,
I love all of you,
from eyes to feet, to toenails,
inside,
all the brightness, which you kept.
It is I, my love,
who knocks at your door.
It is not the ghost, it is not
the one who once stopped
at your window.
I knock down the door:
I enter your life:
I come to live in your soul:
you cannot cope with me.
You must open door to door,
you must obey me,
you must open your eyes
so that I may search in them,
you must see how I walk
with heavy steps
along all the roads
that, blind, were waiting for me.
Do not fear,
I am yours,
but
I am not the passenger or the beggar,
I am your master,
the one you were waiting for,
and now I enter
your life,
no more to leave it,
love, love, love,
but to stay.
poem by Pablo Neruda
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City Is Ours
(Big Time Rush)
The city is ours (2x)
(Kendall)
Rolling past graffiti walls
Billboards lighting up the block
Everyone one of us on a mission (Oh yea)
Got a whole crew by my side
Cars beep, beep when they pass us by
We ready to get down to business (mm, mm)
(Carlos)
We pull up, open the door
All the girls, scream there they are
It's packed from wall to wall
And, everybody is calling
Here we come, it's almost time
Feel the rush, now hit the lights
We gonna get it all started
(Chorus)
Because the night is young
The line is out the door
Today was crazy but
Tonight the city's ours
Live it up
Until the morning comes
Today was crazy but tonight
The city is ours (2x)
(James)
My, my look how we roll
Was it only a month ago
Everybody said we were dreaming (ooh ooh)
Now we're here like, yeah we told ya
Still far, but we're that much closer
And there ain't no way that we're leaving (oh no)
(Logan)
We pull up, open the door
All the girls, scream there they are
It's packed from wall to wall
And, everybody is calling
Here we come, it's almost time
Feel the rush, now hit the lights
We gonna get it all started
(Chorus)
Because the night is young
The line is out the door
Today was crazy but
Tonight the city's ours
Live it up
Until the morning comes
Today was crazy but tonight
The city is ours (2x)
(James)
We gotta believe
Its destiny calling
So night after night
We rock the whole place out
As hard as it seems
I know if you want it
Then it's gonna happen some how
(Chorus)
Because the night is young
The line is out the door
Today was crazy but
Tonight the city's ours
Live it up
Until the morning comes
Today was crazy but tonight
Because the night is young
The line is out the door
Today was crazy but
Tonight the city's ours
Live it up
Until the morning comes
Today was crazy but tonight
The city is ours (4x)
(Kendall)
The city is ours
poem by Jojo Jonna
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Afterlife Light
That star in the night sky
Is not there anymore
But we see it and will see it
For millions of years yet to come.
Did the star die?
Did it live?
In life, we call this phenomenon
A ghost, a hallucination.
(Is life a ghost too?)
What if the star never lived?
Or maybe its death dies
While the star continues to live,
Cheating death
With its afterlife light.
poem by Dejan Stojanovic
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I Live Here Now
Verse i
She couldnt take it anymore
So she got to steppin out the door
So many years you beat her down
Now youve got another one
Better straighten up
Theres a new girl in town
Hook
I live here now
The other woman had to leave
Cuz she was trippin
Now the right one has your keys
I live here now
And Ill never take from you the things she took
That just wont do
Verse ii
So many years she lived for you
So many tears she cried them too (she wet the pillow)
So many memories that wont erase yes
But shes never comin back
Dont you look for her
Cuz Ive taken her place
Bridge
I cant be that woman who let you break her down
I cant be that woman who let you make her frown
Cuz now I see that I deserve better than youve given me
And more I deserve more, I deserve more!
song performed by by Kelly Price
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Build Me A Boat
build me a boat
do not paint it
let it just be the most natural
color of wood
the glow of mahogany
build me this boat
and i shall sail on it one night
when the sea is so calm
i shall put nothing in there
not a paddle
or a rudder
build me this boat that will take me
to my own world
away from you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Honolulu City Lights
Lookin out upon the city lights
And the stars above the ocean
Got my ticket for the midnight plane
And its not easy to leave again
Took my clothes and put them in the bag
Try not to think just yet of leavin
Lookin out into the city night
And its not easy to leave again
(*) each time honolulu city lights
Stir up memories in me
Each night honolulu city lights
Bring me back again
You are my island sunset
You are my island dream
Put on my shoes and light a cigarette
Wonderin which of my friends will be here
Standin with their leis around my neck
Its not easy to leave again
Repeat (*)
song performed by by Carpenters
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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In A Windowpane
I looked into a windowpane
Last evening in a city far away
I was feelin sad and blue
I wondered then if I should really stay
Wanting someone to be with me in the light of this uncertain time
Waiting by the window for the man inside
To please make up his mind
Will you be one who passed through but never saw
Never knowing never feeling anything
Will you live your whole life through never knowing what to do
Will you be one who passed through but never saw
I walked along the roadway to a fountain
Where lovers come to meet
A hobo walked up to me, I could tell
He didnt have enough to eat
He said, good sir you look so kind
And though the years have stripped me to the bone
It seems I am the better man
For in this place Ive never walked alone
Will you be one who passed through but never saw
Never knowing never feeling anything
Will you live your whole life through never knowing what to do
Will you be one who passed through but never saw
Where will you be, my friendly, when your
Telephone aint givin out no calls
And when the seasons come to haunt you
Will you still find springtime in the fall
And when youre on your island
Will you wave at every ship that passes by
And will you feed a hungry man
I thank you, sir,
Now Ill just say goodbye
Dont you be one who passed through but never saw
Never knowing never feeling anything
Will you live your whole life through never knowing what to do
Will you be one who passed through but never saw
Will you live your whole life through never knowing what to do
Will you be one who passed through but never saw
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Truckload Of Rocks
i close my eyes
hurt by the light
i nod my head
and ask for
more ideas
from God
i beg for more
silence
from the storms
of my troubled
heart
i dream of a calm sea
a raft
a fisherman
a catch
a rope a rudder
a blue sail
a seagul an island
a tower of light
a blade of grass
a ring
a truckload of rocks
a navel a while skin
an arm a butt
i want an imagination
of wingless birds
stranded in an island
a shadow
a dream of liberation
of bodies
trapping souls
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Pause
i close my eyes
hurt by the light
i nod my head
and ask for
more ideas
from God
i beg for more
silence
from the storms
of my troubled
heart
i dream of a calm sea
a raft
a fisherman
a catch
a rope a rudder
a blue sail
a seagul an island
a tower of light
a blade of grass
a ring
a truckload of rocks
a navel a while skin
an arm a butt
i want an imagination
of wingless birds
stranded in an island
a shadow
a dream of liberation
of bodies
trapping souls
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Kids In America 94 (Cappella Mix)
Written by ricky & marty wilde
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the
City go rushing by
I sit here alone
And I wonder why
Friday night and everyones moving
I can fell the heat
But its shooting
Heading down
I search for the beat in this dirty town
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Were the kids in america
Were the kids in america
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights the music gets faster
Look boy, dont check on your watch
Not another glance
Im not leaving now, honey not a chance
Hot-shot, give me no problems
Much later baby youll be saying never mind
You know life is cruel, life is never kind
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Were the kids in america
Were the kids in america
Everybody live for the music-go-round
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Kids In America 94
Written by ricky & marty wilde
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the
City go rushing by
I sit here alone
And I wonder why
Friday night and everyones moving
I can fell the heat
But its shooting
Heading down
I search for the beat in this dirty town
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Were the kids in america
Were the kids in america
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights the music gets faster
Look boy, dont check on your watch
Not another glance
Im not leaving now, honey not a chance
Hot-shot, give me no problems
Much later baby youll be saying never mind
You know life is cruel, life is never kind
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Were the kids in america
Were the kids in america
Everybody live for the music-go-round
song performed by by Kim Wilde
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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