Service
Chide me not, darling, that I sing
Familiar thoughts and metres old:
Nay, do not scold
My spirit's childish uttering.
I know not why 't is that or this
I murmur to you thus or so:
Only I know
It throbs across my silences,
It blows over my heart,—a long
Infinite wind, again, again!
Again! and then
My life kneels down into a song.
poem by Trumbull Stickney
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Almost A Love Song (Casi Un Bolero)
The bells are ringing in my mind
Sadly they ring for me
Throughout this empty house
They remind me so much, so much of you
This horrible loneliness
Comes with me, and with me it goes
With your picture against my skin
A dream in my heart
It's almost a love song
And I wish you were with me right now and always
And I wish I could see you next to meagain and much more
This sadness I sing to you
Is blown away in the wind (I sing this sad song
that blows away in the wind?)
Now that I'm looking for you I regret
I don't know why I stopped walking with you
I never told you that I love you
You couldn't guess it
With your memory always
Like a phantom that doesn't go away
I press your picture against my skin
A dream in my heart
Almost a love song
And I wish you were with me right now and always
And I wish I could see you next to meagain and much more
This sadness I sing to you
Is blown away in the wind (I sing this sad song
that blows away in the wind?)
A dream in my heart
Almost a love song
They remind me so much of you
And I wish,And I wish,And I wish
You were with me right now Almost a love song
And I weish, and I wish
Almost a love song
And much more
This sadness I sing to you
Is blown away in the wind (I sing this sad song
that blows away in the wind?)
song performed by by Ricky Martin
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Old Love Song
Bob morrison/alice kiester
You know better and I know better, lets do it anyway
Throw our hearts into the wind and let the music play
One more time, for old times sake where could we go wrong?
We know every word by heart, come on, lets sing our our love song
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, sha la la, love song we can find the harmony and sing it all night long
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, sha la la, love song sing it sweet and sing it low, till all the musics gone
Theres no telling what could happen if it happens right
We may just turn the record over and let it play all night
Its got an old familiar feeling made you sing along
Theres no sweeter melody come sing this old love song with me
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, sha la la, love song we can find the harmony and sing it all night long
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, sha la la, love song sing it sweet and sing it low, till all the musics gone
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, sha la la, love song
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, sha la la, love song
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, sha la la, love song.....
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Life In Her Creaking Shoes
Life in her creaking shoes
Goes, and more formal grows,
A round of calls and cues:
Love blows as the wind blows.
Blows! . . . in the quiet close
As in the roaring mart,
By ways no mortal knows
Love blows into the heart.
The stars some cadence use,
Forthright the river flows,
In order fall the dews,
Love blows as the wind blows:
Blows! . . . and what reckoning shows
The courses of his chart?
A spirit that comes and goes,
Love blows into the heart.
poem by William Ernest Henley
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Inspiration.
There's a wind that sweeps through the day and night,
And like the lightning goes,
But none have heard the sound of its wings,
And none know whither it blows;
But where'er it comes the thoughts of men
Are like clouds together hurled,
As they are carried with mystic speed
Over the crazy world.
We see no waving of leafy boughs,
Nor heave of the purple sea;
When this wind its fiercest blows, the Earth
May be still as the dead men be;
But the spirit feels its fiery breath
And the souls of men are stirr'd,
As o'er the mesmeric lines of life
Is flashed the magic word.
The gale from the Spirit-land blows in,
And they who feel it glow
With an ecstasy and ardour like
The seers of long ago —
The vital and inspiring breath
With which ideas are sown,
Like visioned seeds, in the mystic soil
Where the spirit-flowers are grown!
poem by Robert Crawford
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My Lost Youth
Often I think of the beautiful town
That is seated by the sea;
Often in thought go up and down
The pleasant streets of that dear old town,
And my youth comes back to me.
And a verse of a Lapland song
Is haunting my memory still:
"A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
I can see the shadowy lines of its trees,
And catch, in sudden gleams,
The sheen of the far-surrounding seas,
And islands that were the Hesperides
Of all my boyish dreams.
And the burden of that old song,
It murmurs and whispers still:
"A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
I remember the black wharves and the ships,
And the sea-tides tossing free;
And Spanish sailors with bearded lips,
And the beauty and mystery of the ships,
And the magic of the sea.
And the voice of that wayward song
Is singing and saying still:
"A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
I remember the bulwarks by the shore,
And the fort upon the hill;
The sunrise gun, with its hollow roar,
The drum-beat repeated o'er and o'er,
And the bugle wild and shrill.
And the music of that old song
Throbs in my memory still:
"A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
I remember the sea-fight far away,
How it thundered o'er the tide!
And the dead captains, as they lay
In their graves, o'erlooking the tranquil bay
Where they in battle died.
And the sound of that mournful song
Goes through me with a thrill:
"A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
I can see the breezy dome of groves,
The shadows of Deering's Woods;
And the friendships old and the early loves
Come back with a Sabbath sound, as of doves
In quiet neighborhoods.
And the verse of that sweet old song,
It flutters and murmurs still:
"A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
I remember the gleams and glooms that dart
Across the school-boy's brain;
The song and the silence in the heart,
That in part are prophecies, and in part
Are longings wild and vain.
And the voice of that fitful song
Sings on, and is never still:
"A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
There are things of which I may not speak;
There are dreams that cannot die;
There are thoughts that make the strong heart weak,
And bring a pallor into the cheek,
And a mist before the eye.
And the words of that fatal song
Come over me like a chill:
"A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
Strange to me now are the forms I meet
When I visit the dear old town;
But the native air is pure and sweet,
And the trees that o'ershadow each well-known street,
As they balance up and down,
Are singing the beautiful song,
Are sighing and whispering still:
"A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
And Deering's Woods are fresh and fair,
And with joy that is almost pain
My heart goes back to wander there,
And among the dreams of the days that were,
I find my lost youth again.
And the strange and beautiful song,
The groves are repeating it still:
"A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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When The Wind Blows
So long child, Im on my way
And after all is done, after all is done
Dont be down, its all in the past
Though you may be afraid
So long child, its awful dark
And Ive never felt the sun
I dread to think of when
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
Life burns a savage wound, angry and wrong
Trusting a twisted word, youll run, run away
Youll take him home
Youll spit and taunt him
But they wont believe you
No matter what youll say
So long child, its awful dark
I never felt the sun
I dread to think of when
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
song performed by by David Bowie
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You Didnt Need A Cloud
As I saw you, you were looking through your window
Looking at the clouds to know which way the wind blows
You saw me - I was walking down your highway
You didnt need a cloud to know the wind was blowing my way
You didnt need a cloud to know the wind was blowing my way
And wasnt it fine
All the questions and the answers were mine
I sang you a song about my walking
A song I felt I had no right or reason to sing
But you showed me that no matter what is said in song
A singer has the right to sing as long as he can go on
A singer has the right to sing as long as he can go on
And isnt it true
Now all the questions and the answers come from you
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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A Song In Our Heart
We have a song we love to sing, a special song about our King.
Friend this King will always be, The King through all of Eternity.
This song we sing in our heart, throughout our day plays a part,
As the sweet melody within, reminds us that we belong to Him.
Friend, The King of all Eternity, through The Spirit, lives in me,
My heart became His Throne, when He made me His very own.
God gave me brand new life, through The Savior Jesus Christ,
Who fills my heart all day long, with a new and everlasting song.
A song unlike any other friend, for once it begins, it has no end.
The song will then fill your heart, with Christ’s love from the start.
Christ then fills you with a peace, from God that will never cease.
And in this song you shall find, God’s comfort for heart and mind.
Friend, this song, you shall see, will focus you heart on Eternity.
The song is lead by The Holy Spirit, and not all men can hear it.
But The Spirit fills you with mirth, the day you receive new birth.
It then continues in eternal song, when we join Heaven’s throng.
Christ can make all things new, and this day He can start in you.
When you let Him be your King, you too will have a song to sing,
As He fills your heart with love, that only comes from God above.
And just like His song of peace, the Love of God will never cease.
(Copyright ©03/2006)
Listen Darling
Darkened by whirling giant black holes
The night winks with thousand shiny eyes:
Listen Darling
To my song
Love me fast
And love me long.
The Milky Way plays the flute of summer
A celestial melody carries the wind:
Listen Darling
To my song
Love me fast
And love me long.
Amour’s flames are yellow dandelions
Orange blossoms, violets, red thistles:
Listen Darling
To my song
Love me fast
And love me long.
The heart is a hurricane of passion
But one who truly loves forgives all sins:
Listen Darling
To my song
Love me fast
And love me long.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Song Is Over
The song is over
Its all behind me
I should have known it
She tried to find me
Our love is over
Theyre all ahead now
Ive got to learn it
Ive got to sing out
Chorus:
Ill sing my song to the wide open spaces
Ill sing my heart out to the infinite sea
Ill sing my visions to the sky high mountains
Ill sing my song to the free, to the free
Ill sing my song to the wide open spaces
Ill sing my heart out to the infinite sea
Ill sing my visions to the sky high mountains
Ill sing my song to the free, to the free
When I walked in through the door
Thought it was me I was looking for
She was the first song I ever sang
But it stopped as soon as it began
Our love is over
Its all behind me
Theyre all ahead now
Cant hope to find me
(chorus)
This song is over
Im left with only tears
I must remember
Even if it takes a million years
The song is over
The song is over
Searchin for a note, pure and easy
Playing so free, like a breath rippling by
song performed by by Who
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The Song Is Over
The song is over
Its all behind me
I should have known it
She tried to find me
Our love is over
Theyre all ahead now
Ive got to learn it
Ive got to sing out
Chorus:
Ill sing my song to the wide open spaces
Ill sing my heart out to the infinite sea
Ill sing my visions to the sky high mountains
Ill sing my song to the free, to the free
Ill sing my song to the wide open spaces
Ill sing my heart out to the infinite sea
Ill sing my visions to the sky high mountains
Ill sing my song to the free, to the free
When I walked in through the door
Thought it was me I was looking for
She was the first song I ever sang
But it stopped as soon as it began
Our love is over
Its all behind me
Theyre all ahead now
Cant hope to find me
(chorus)
This song is over
Im left with only tears
I must remember
Even if it takes a million years
The song is over
The song is over
Searchin for a note, pure and easy
Playing so free, like a breath rippling by
song performed by by Who
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A Wind From... Elsewhere
The wind blows here... the wind blows there
The wind seems to blow from... everywhere.
But the wind I love... when it blows... blows fair...
This wind... when it blows... blows from... ELSEWHERE! Can you see its graceful fingers... playing in your hair?
Nay! You cannot see the wind... e'en though you know it's there.
It's flitting... it's flirting... it's prancing everywhere
This wind... when it blows... blows from... ELSEWHERE! It blows unexpectedly... with a gentle breeze... it blows...
The Great Hand of Miracles... brings it... then it goes
To greet the early morning sun... to dance to and fro
From the highest, loftiest mountain heights... to valleys... far below. 'Who is He that sitteth upon the circle of the earth...
Who gathereth the winds in his fists—Who maketh a wind to pass over...
Thou hearest the sound thereof...
But canst not tell whence it cometh... and wither it goeth.' The wind blows here... the wind blows there...
The wind seems to blow... from everywhere.
But the wind I love... when it blows... blows fair—
This wind... when it blows... blows from... ELSEWHERE!
poem by Elga Haymon White
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Fly Me To The Moon
Poets often use many words
To say a simple thing
It takes thoughts and time and rhyme
To make a poem sing
With music and words I've been playing
For you I have written a song
To be sure that you'll know what I'm saying
I'll translate as I go along
Fly me to the moon
And let me play among the stars
Let me see what Spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, darling kiss me
Fill my heart with song
And let me sing for evermore
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you
Fill my heart with song
And let me sing for evermore
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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Approximately Infinite Universe
In this approximately infinite universe,
I know a girl whos in constant hell.
No love or pill could keep her cool,
cause theres a thousand holes in her heart.
And the wind of the past blows through her heart,
Reminding her of the people she killed.
Wind of now blows off her cool,
Telling her theres something shes missed.
You know the town of sapporo, she says,
Where the men talk rough and never sing.
Two bottles of loneliness
Patching the holes in her dream.
In this approximately infinite universe,
I know a girl whos raising constant hell.
No love or bottle could fix her good,
cause theres a thousand holes in her head.
And the wind of the future blows through her head,
Saying theres no point of return.
The wind of the universe blows off her soul,
Telling her theres nowhere to go.
I wanna sleep, wanna sleep, she says,
And take her fix to bed.
Two bottles of loneliness
Patching the holes in her dream.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Approximately Infinite Universe
In this approximately infinite universe,
I know a girl whos in constant hell.
No love or pill could keep her cool,
cause theres a thousand holes in her heart.
And the wind of the past blows through her heart,
Reminding her of the people she killed.
Wind of now blows off her cool,
Telling her theres something shes missed.
You know the town of sapporo, she says,
Where the men talk rough and never sing.
Two bottles of loneliness
Patching the holes in her dream.
In this approximately infinite universe,
I know a girl whos raising constant hell.
No love or bottle could fix her good,
cause theres a thousand holes in her head.
And the wind of the future blows through her head,
Saying theres no point of return.
The wind of the universe blows off her soul,
Telling her theres nowhere to go.
I wanna sleep, wanna sleep, she says,
And take her fix to bed.
Two bottles of loneliness
Patching the holes in her dream.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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What Does It Show
What does it show
When a cold wind does blow
And a robin, sings you a song,
Are you in love
Or are you just a hug
Looking for a love for so long.
So what does it mean
After that you have seen
A robing singing a song,
Do you think of the past
And the love you thought would last
And think of the love that ran away,
So when you listen to the robin
And do you feel your heart throbbing
To a scene, you have received.
And while the cold wind just blows
And while the river still flows
Your feelings just grows and grow,
And if your sitting by the river
To a cold wind you begin to shiver
As you think of the things you've seen,
And the robin only sings
And in the mind her heart rings
To the feeling that you have been,
So sing her a song
And with you she’ll sing along
With you, and the world aloud.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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I Sing
I sing to vent the pain that is sometimes in me
Other times I sing of happiness, jubilation and glee
Sometimes I sing in celebration and can rock out all night long
I sing of love through every ballad and heart wrenching love song
Sometimes I sing a song that is trapped inside my head
I sing it all day long, sometimes until I go to bed
I sing of memories, songs that mark pages in my past
I sing on holidays, great carols that last and last and last
I sing when I am working, then time doesn’t seem so long
I sing when I am lonely, there’s nothing like the comfort of a song
To me, to sing with all my voice is simply a blast
I hope to sing everyday of my life until I breathe my last
poem by Rhonda Baker
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What Is the Wind For?
What is the wind for?
If it's not for songs in trees;
What is the wind for?
I feel a song inside of me.
Every day the wind blows,
I think of thoughts from my heart.
Wind melodies come and they go,
Without me knowing where they start.
What is the wind for?
If not for songs like these.
What is the wind for?
If not for songs in trees.
I have been going through life,
Both with comfort and pain.
I have been going through life,
Both with effect and in vain.
But still I hear wind songs,
As they steadily grow;
With melodies chanting,
That no one really knows.
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Reeds
They grow so tall
like solemn reeds,
swaying in the morning sun,
and rustle when the wind blows,
only when the wind blows.
Like revelers with the saddest songs
the wind tells them to sing along,
but to and fro with tame resolve
they move, and grow, and life goes on,
softly in the morning sun.
When the wind has come and gone,
and silence is the evening song,
they'll be at rest, but shiver some,
gently in the falling sun.
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One By One
And when your heart stops beating
And the stars stop shining
When all your tears go dry
Honey one by one
I will still be there
I will sing your song
And come to you
All night long
And is this all that it seems
cause this is all that we need
When all the thorns are cut away
Baby one by one
Will you still be there
Will you sing my song
And come with me
All night long
And all your kisses linger
Like they always do
Let all that spirit in you
Take it to the end
I will still be there
I will sing your song
And come to you all night long
song performed by by INXS
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