Like An Angel Passing Through My Room
Long awaited darkness falls
Casting shadows on the walls
In the twilight hour I am alone
Sitting near the fireplace, dying embers warm my face
In this peaceful solitude
All the outside world subdued
Everything comes back to me again
In the gloom
Like an angel passing through my room
Half awake and half in dreams
Seeing long forgotten scenes
So the present runs into the past
Now and then become entwined, playing games within my mind
Like the embers as they die
Love was one prolonged goodbye
And it all comes back to me tonight
In the gloom
Like an angel passing through my room
I close my eyes
And my twilight images go by
All too soon
Like an angel passing through my room
song performed by by ABBA
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To Be Alone
When I weep or when I mourn it does not mean
That I have a misfortune of any kind or that my heart is torn
Something undecidedly, unfitting in my mind to plague and to groan
When I sob or when I fret I have not encountered anything bad or mean
Yet to be alone is not in the land of fun
From my shadow I cannot hide, from myself I cannot run
It does not let, it does not fade
This awful, painful, empty, sinking, suffocating, solitary shade
O Sweet Solitude! if I must with you dwell,
Please comfort me among the jumbled heap
Of murky buildings; and stairs to climb on the molding steep
With toiled and jaded throng, people stretched to utmost swell
Long awaited darkness in my heart sinks and falls
Casting shadows, scudding past images on my walls
In this twilight hour in my little room I am alone
And the macabre memories into my vision are drown
Sitting near the sighing goring fireplace
Jumping, dying embers rushing towards my face
With cracking din, this is a serene and peaceful solitude
The whole world seemed detached, introvert and subdued
Everything comes back to haunt me again
your clear picture is so sharp, real and plain
In these shadows of my chamber gloom
You like an angle pass, a silhouette roaming in my room
Half awake and in and out of delirious dreams
Conjuring long forgotten scenes
So strange how the present mingles with the past
Awaken passions and unfulfilled lust
And as they entertained and entwined
They play havoc and sweetly torture my mind
As the embers of sighing furnace burst and fly
So does love converges to terminate and to die
To close my eyes I so much try
Yet your twilight image goes by
All persisting, all in agonishing loom
Like an angle passing through my little room
My Tomb
The four walls around me,
The bed in which I lay.
A lock on my door,
Keeps everyone away.
The outside world has nothing,
Not a single thing for me.
For I lost the angel of my life,
An angel as beautiful as she.
I lay within these four walls,
Counting the time go by.
The day quickly comes to an end,
And then I close my eyes.
It is then I dream of her,
As I lie here in my room.
In my dream I leave from here,
This place I call my tomb.
No more walls around me,
No more bed in which I lay.
I have broken from the locks,
That kept me here to decay.
In my dream I am with her,
No longer am I sad.
For in my dream she never leaves,
Destroying everything we had.
In my dream we are happy,
Our love will only grow.
Reaching to the Heavenly skies,
Leaving the world below.
In my dream I'm full of life,
No longer live in gloom.
My angel has pulled me from the trap,
Of this place I call my tomb.
I want to stay in this dream,
For when I am asleep.
No longer do I miss her,
No longer do I weep.
I want to stay in this dream,
I never want to wake.
For when I'm here with my angel,
No longer do I ache.
I want to stay in this dream,
Don't ever pull me out.
I want to stay here forever,
For here there is no doubt.
Eventually my eyes will open,
I see the walls of my room.
Once again I'm locked up,
As I lie here in my tomb.
poem by Adam McKim
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The Angel Of My Heart
Angel, angel where did u go?
You know I can’t live without you
And that’s because I love u so
Why did this happen?
Why did it be?
All I wanted was to live happily ever after
Just you and me
The time has come
Where you want to say goodbye
But you told me that I was for you
And for your future, the perfect guy
Angel, angel of my dear heart
Please don’t let our love fall apart
The warmth of your flame
It keeps me alive
But I will take the blame
If it does not survive
It’s getting dimmer
Day by day
I think about you
And hope and pray
Angel, angel of my breaking heart
Please don’t let us fall apart
In times of good and bad
In times of pain
Please don’t throw away what we had
You know without you I’d go insane
Angel, angel can’t you see?
Keep fighting to hold on
Come back to me
Time is precious
It is passing fast
Give me another chance
For what happened in the past
I know you love me
I know it’s true
So don’t forget me
Angel, I love you
poem by Daniel Browne
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Sleep with angel
Every night when moon close my eyes, I go to sleep with angel.
My angel takes me in my darkness dreams on the place where joy
And sorrow embraces each other. Where shadows are friends and lovers are from Eden curse. Every night when I go to sleep with angel, in my darkness wishes, he
gave to me black withered roses with blood from his pure heart. Angel is hurt and I cannot do any thing.
Every night when I go to sleep I cry. There is no angel any more…
Angel died, and slowly disappeared from my dreams.
Tonight when I close my eyes, I will die. I will sleep with my angel for all time…
poem by Vanesa Rabic
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You r my Angel
You r my Angel
You r my angel the one who looks over me
You r my angel the one who cares for me
You r my angel the one who loves me
You r my angel the one who has beautiful brown eyes
You r my angel the one who has beautiful dark brown hair
You r my angel u will be there when I gets hurt
You r my angel u will be the one that is always on my mind
You r the angel that keeps me breathing
You r the angel of my dreams
You r the angel that keeps me alive
You r my angel that will cheer me up when i m sad
You r my angel that will love me lyk a sweet bess
You r my angel that will support me in my bad times
You r You r my loving Angel
Thanks for being my Angel
poem by Arjun singh Chhabra
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My Angel
My angel is the one who looks over me
My angel is the who cares for me
My angel is the one who loves me
My angel has beautiful brown eyes
My angel has beautiful black hair
My angel will be there when I get hurt
My angel will be the one that is always on my mind
He is the angel that keeps me breathing
He is the angel of my dreams
He is the angel that keeps me alive
My angel will cheer me up when I’m sad
My angel will love me for me
He is my angel of my life
poem by Jessica Bousfield
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My Death
My death waits like an old roue
So confident, Ill go his way
Whistle to him
And the passing time...
My death waits like a Bible truth
At the funeral of my youth
We drank for that -
The passing time..
My death waits like
A witch at night
As surely as our love is right
Lets not think of that or the passing time
But whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do...
Angel or devil, I dont care
For in front of that door...
There is you.
My death waits like a beggar blind
Who sees the world through an unlit mind
Throw him a dime
For the passing time...
My death waits to allow my friends
A few good times
Before it ends
Lets not think about
And the passing time..
My death waits there, between your thighs,
Your cool fingers will close my eyes,
Lets not think about the passing time.
For whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do...
Angel or devil, I dont care
For in front of that door...
There is you.
My death waits there among the leaves
In magicians mysterious sleeves,
Rabbits and dogs, and the passing time...
My death waits there, among the flowers
Where the blackest shadows cowers
So lets pick lilacs
The passing time..
My death waits there, in a double bed
Sails of oblivion and my head
Lets not think about
The passing time.
But whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do...
Angel or devil, I dont care
For, in front of that door...
There is you.
song performed by by David Bowie
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Close Your Eyes, My Angel
Close your eyes, my angel,
For now, you will see,
The wonderful, peaceful world
That once used to be.
Close your eyes, my angel,
In that world, you will feel
Gentle hands of love and
Laughter, for wounds to heal.
Close your eyes, my angel,
Your feet will take you where
No angel has ever returned from
And no pain shall trouble you there.
So close your eyes, my angel,
Here, your memories shall remain just
For that was where you came from
And that is where you shall rest!
poem by Tanmayi Mukundan
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I am an Angel
i am an angel,
with no wings;
i am an angel,
that has a sad song, but cannot sing.
i am an angel,
that in silience, i cry;
i am an angel,
that tells lies.
i am an angel,
with no halo;
i am an angel,
that lays low.
i am an angel,
that has an extra hand;
i am an angel,
that tries to care for everyone that i can.
i am an angel,
that steals;
i am an angel,
that has a broken heart that never healed.
i am an angel,
with some love to give;
i am an angel,
that sometimes, doesn't want to live.
i am an angel,
that wants to be;
i am an angel,
that wants to leave.
i am an angel,
that has a secret past;
i will always be an angel,
even though i sometimes move fast.
poem by Ariel Sampson
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Florence Nightingale
UPON the whitewashed walls
A woman's shadow falls,
A woman walketh o'er the darksome floors.
A soft, angelic smile
Lighteth her face the while,
In passing through the dismal corridors.
And now and then there slips
A word from out her lips,
More sweet and grateful to those listening ears
Than the most plaintive tale
Of the sad nightingale,
Whose name and tenderness this woman bears.
Her presence in the room
Of agony and gloom,
No fretful murmurs, no coarse words profane;
For while she standeth there,
All words are hushed save prayer;
She seems God's angel weeping o'er man's pain.
And some of them arise,
With eager, tearful eyes,
From off their couch to see her passing by.
Some, e'en too weak for this,
Can only stoop and kiss
Her shadow, and fall back content to die.
No monument of stone
Needs this heroic one,—
Her name is graven on each noble heart;
And in all after years
Her praise will be the tears
Which at that name from quivering lids will start.
And those who live not now,
To see the sainted brow,
And the angelic smile before it flits for aye,
They in the future age
Will kiss the storied page
Whereon the shadow of her life will lie.
poem by Emma Lazarus
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Angel of Darkness
Angel of Darkness
My loving life
You pulled me up
Instead of pulling me down
My Angel of Darkness
Angel of Darkness
With brown shaggy hair
And dark blue Blazing eyes
My heart it soars
With my Angel of Darkness
Angel of Darkness
Jet black wings
That spread across the sky
In flight that never ends
With my Angel of Darkness
Angel of Darkness
Give me a kiss
And make it a dark sensation
And I will follow your command
And never fight with you
My Angel of Darkness
Angel of Darkness
Take my body because it’s yours
It sub comes to yours
In my breathless wake
My Angel of Darkness
Angel of Darkness
I will fight and stand
Not against you
Just against my last breath
We are creature of the night
And I will be with you and stay with you
My Angel of Darkness
Time Passes
Time is passing while I am waiting
For true life to have some meaning-
Time is passing and I blindly
Count to ten upon my fingers-
Not knowing and not even able to distinguish
What is real from what is not?
One, two, three and the voices inside me won't stop commanding-
Four, five and six-
All I see are snakes within the bleakness and confinement of this room-
Seven, eight, and nine, and even through this dim light I believe I am being watched-
I count aloud to ten upon my fingers and
Time is passing and all that is all that I hear for the moment-
All that I see, I reach out to touch or to open my eyes to see-
Time has passed and everything is silent, without a trace of
Ever being near and once more I count,
Starting at seven, eight and then nine- watching the second hand on the wall clock and
Ten? Ten more hours to be locked inside of this empty, room where
The walls are barren and I am alone with my thoughts-
Time is passing and I would be running away, but there is nowhere to run to, except to
Places inside of my mind and one, two three and all that I see is
The walls of this empty room and a locked door-
I could count from one to a thousand and
Inside of this room I would remain- I could count to one million and
I would die before I even got there- so I count from one to three over and over because
Everything is seemingly easier when I am lost inside the world of my fantasies and
I realize now what is not truly real and threatening shall never harm me and
Time is passing and as I count, I am blissfully losing myself inside the world
I have made here inside of my mind for myself, alone…
This way time may pass even before the sun rises tomorrow, and then-and then?
My life perhaps shall have some meaning-
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Passing The Time
By ginger baker and mike taylor
It is a cold winter,
Away is the songbird.
And gone is her traveller,
She waits at home.
The sun is on holiday,
No leaves on the trees.
The animals sleep
While cold north wind blows.
The snowflakes are falling,
The roof a white blanket.
Theres ice on the window pane,
She waits alone.
She sits by the fireside,
The room is so warm.
Her children are sleeping,
She waits in their home.
Passing the time.
Passing the time.
Everything fine.
Passing the time, drinking red wine.
Passing the time, drinking red wine.
Passing the time, drinking red wine.
Passing the time, everything fine.
Passing the time, drinking red wine.
Passing the time, everything fine.
Passing the time, wine and time rhyme.
Passing the time.
It is a long winter,
Away is the summer.
She waits for her traveller
So far from home.
She sits by the fireside,
The room is so warm.
Theres ice on the window,
Shes lonely alone.
song performed by by Cream
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Passing The Time
By ginger baker and mike taylor
It is a cold winter,
Away is the songbird.
And gone is her traveller,
She waits at home.
The sun is on holiday,
No leaves on the trees.
The animals sleep
While cold north wind blows.
The snowflakes are falling,
The roof a white blanket.
Theres ice on the window pane,
She waits alone.
She sits by the fireside,
The room is so warm.
Her children are sleeping,
She waits in their home.
Passing the time.
Passing the time.
Everything fine.
Passing the time, drinking red wine.
Passing the time, drinking red wine.
Passing the time, drinking red wine.
Passing the time, everything fine.
Passing the time, drinking red wine.
Passing the time, everything fine.
Passing the time, wine and time rhyme.
Passing the time.
It is a long winter,
Away is the summer.
She waits for her traveller
So far from home.
She sits by the fireside,
The room is so warm.
Theres ice on the window,
Shes lonely alone.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Angel
Written by stevie nicks.
Sometimes
The most beautiful things
The most innocent things
And many of those dreams
Pass us by
Keep passing us by
You feel good
I said it's funny that you understood
I knew you would
When you were good
You were very, very good
I still look up
When you walk in the room
I've the same wide eyes
They tell the story
Try not to reach out
When you turn 'round
And you say hello
And we both pretend
There was an end
But there was no ending
So i close my eyes softly
Til i become that part of the wind
That we all long for sometime
And to those that i love
Like a ghost through a fog
Like a charmed hour
And a haunted song
And the angel of my dreams
I still look up
I try hard not to look up
That girl was me
Track a ghost through the fog
A charmed hour -- a haunted song
Track a ghost through the fog, baby
Ooh, you try hard
But you'll never catch me -- yeah
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Little Angel
Sooner or later, when the time is right, you know that Ill be waiting here
And Im sure that you will find your way to me
Baby Ill be ready, Ive had so many lonely nights
I want a love that feels so right, and you know Ill be waiting for you
And baby if I could let you know
Its more than a feeling, its what I believe in, and I cant let this go
I need an angel (angel) in my life, little angel (angel) here tonight
I need an angel here by my side
It must be like heaven when you find someone, someone whos really wanting you
And I know there must be one love there for me
I spent a lifetime waiting, and now I feel the time is right
For you to come into my life, you know Ill be ready for you
And baby my love could be so strong
So dont keep me waiting, my hearts nearly breaking
Ive been on my own too long
I need an angel (angel) in my life, little angel (angel) here tonight
I need an angel by my side
Im waitin for an angel (angel) here tonight
Little angel (angel) shine your light, I need an angel by my side
cos I want a perfect lover, and I wont need another
Just wanna show ya, show you what my loving can do
(solo)
Baby if I could let you know
Its more than a feeling, its what I believe in, and I cant let this go
I need an angel (angel) in my life, little angel (angel) here tonight
I need an angel by my side
Im waiting for you (angel) in my life, little angel (angel) shine your light
Baby, I need an angel by my side
I need an angel (angel) in my life for you, (angel) shine your light
I need an angel here tonight...
song performed by by Bad Company
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Her Eyes
Up from the street and the crowds that went,
Morning and midnight, to and fro,
Still was the room where his days he spent,
And the stars were bleak, and the nights were slow.
Year after year, with his dream shut fast,
He suffered and strove till his eyes were dim,
For the love that his brushes had earned at last, --
And the whole world rang with the praise of him.
But he cloaked his triumph, and searched, instead,
Till his cheeks were sere and his hairs were gray.
"There are women enough, God knows," he said. . . .
"There are stars enough -- when the sun's away."
Then he went back to the same still room
That had held his dream in the long ago,
When he buried his days in a nameless tomb,
And the stars were bleak, and the nights were slow.
And a passionate humor seized him there --
Seized him and held him until there grew
Like life on his canvas, glowing and fair,
A perilous face -- and an angel's, too.
Angel and maiden, and all in one, --
All but the eyes. -- They were there, but yet
They seemed somehow like a soul half done.
What was the matter? Did God forget? . . .
But he wrought them at last with a skill so sure
That her eyes were the eyes of a deathless woman, --
With a gleam of heaven to make them pure,
And a glimmer of hell to make them human.
God never forgets. -- And he worships her
There in that same still room of his,
For his wife, and his constant arbiter
Of the world that was and the world that is.
And he wonders yet what her love could be
To punish him after that strife so grim;
But the longer he lives with her eyes to see,
The plainer it all comes back to him.
poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson
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Send Me An Angel
Do you believe in heaven above?
Do you believe in love?
Don't tell a lie,
Don't be false or untrue,
It all comes back to you
Open fire on my burning heart
I've never been lucky in love
My defenses are down,
A kiss or a frown
I can't survive on my own.
If a girl walks in and carves her name in my heart,
I'll turn and run away
Everyday we've all been led astray,
It's hard to be lucky in love.
It gets in your eyes,
It's making you cry
Don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
You're looking for love,
Calling heaven above...
(Chorus)
Send me an angel,
Send me an angel...
Right now,
Right now...
Send me an angel,
Send me an angel...
Right now,
Right now...
Empty dreams can only disappoint,
In a room behind your smile
But don't give up
Don't give up
You can be lucky in love
It gets in your eyes,
It's making you cry
Don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
You're looking for love,
Calling heaven above...
(Chorus)
Send me an angel,
Send me an angel...
Right now,
Right now...
Send me an angel,
Send me an angel...
Right now,
Right now...
(guitar solo)
(Chorus x2)
song performed by by Zeromancer
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Star Of Bethlehem (feat. Neil Young)
(Neil Young)
Ain't it hard when you wake up in the morning
And you find out that those other days are gone?
All you have is memories of happiness
Lingerin' on.
You might wonder who can I turn to
On this cold and chilly night of gloom
The answer to that question
Is nowhere in this room.
All your dreams and your lovers won't protect you,
They're only passing through you in the end.
They'll leave you stripped of all that they can get to,
And wait for you to come back again.
You might wonder who I can turn to
On this cold and chilly night of gloom
The answer to that question
Is nowhere in this room.
From that lamp on down the hall.
Maybe the star of Bethlehem
Wasn't a star at all.
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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A Drowsy Day
THE air is dark, the sky is gray,
The misty shadows come and go,
And here within my dusky room
Each chair looks ghostly in the gloom.
Outside the rain falls cold and slow —
Half-stinging drops, half-blinding spray.
Each slightest sound is magnified,
For drowsy quiet holds her reign;
The burnt stick in the fireplace breaks,
The nodding cat with start awakes,
And then to sleep drops off again,
Unheeding Towser at her side.
I look far out across the lawn,
Where huddled stand the silly sheep;
My work lies idle at my hands,
My thoughts fly out like scattered strands
Of thread, and on the verge of sleep—
Still half awake — I dream and yawn.
What spirits rise before my eyes!
How various of kind and form!
Sweet memories of days long past,
The dreams of youth that could not last,
Each smiling calm, each raging storm,
That swept across my early skies.
Half seen, the bare, gaunt-fingered boughs
Before my window sweep and sway,
And chafe in tortures of unrest.
My chin sinks down upon my breast;
I cannot work on such a day,
But only sit and dream and drowse.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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