The Prize
Hammer, to be given, will you remove the nails -
The ones extending passed my past -
Straight through my grave -
Straight through my coffin -
The gale which blows, the wind to freedom -
The breeze will be a treasure -
My breath a breathe of pleasure -
The look across the set of bars,
Locked into the windows to your mind -
The vehicle of guilt is the lesson, very hard to pay -
Craving what you like, the goal at the end -
To be free inside you prison -
Will you have the will, shall i to the will of shall -
Be the one, to win what was never won -
Lost to yourself without a prize -
The sign seized -
That is the price
poem by Unic Cjonr
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Locked Inside Your Prison
Your love is like a prison wall
And its getting higher
I get so far and then I fall
I cant get through the wire
Oh oh oh Im locked inside your prison
Oh oh oh Im locked inside your prison
Its as though Im doing time
And you wont free me
Let the punishment befit the crime
And say you need me
Oh oh oh Im locked inside your prison
Oh oh oh Im locked inside your prison
Save me save me cant you see Im innocent
Turn the key that will set me free
Please let it end oh let it end
Oh oh oh Im locked inside your prison
Oh oh oh Im locked inside your prison
Save me save me cant you see Im innocent
Turn the key that will set me free
Please let it end wont you let it end
Ill dig a tunnel to your heart
Let me remind you
Even gonna tear the walls apart
Until I find you
Oh oh oh Im locked inside your prison
Oh oh oh Im locked inside your prison
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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To Be A Dragon Is To Live Free!
The intense feeling of power
The burning passion for fire
The freedom to go anywhere
The freedom, the power, the fire.
What a life it would be
I envy the legend that is still told
I envy the fire; i envy the freedom
Straight forward: i wish i was a dragon.
I wish i could fly anywhere
I wish i could have that power
And that effect on people.
The thing that makes them wonder
The thing that gives the moment of awe.
Straight forward: i want to be free
To fly anywhere i need
To play my music
To guard my passion
To write my lyrics
To breathe my fire
To cry when i need to
To let it all out
Whenever i need to
To be always on MY TIME
All other time has passed
And disappeared and almost stopped
So i could breathe for just one moment
So i could breathe my fire
My fire, my passion
My life, is my life so let me be
To be a dragon is to live free!
poem by Lost Princess
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Inside Information
One man to the left
One man to the right
One man in the middle
One man dressed in white
One man in the east
One man from the west
One man in the middle
One man under house arrest
(step back)
Get hooked on the power
Gotta stay in the game
Be the man of the hour
Gotta make a name for yourself
And the lady waits, so patiently
She waits for the call
She knows just what you need
You need inside, information
Information at a very high price
She gives you inside, information
That can change your whole life overnight,
In a minute
One man to the left
One man to the right
One man in the middle
Caught in the broad daylight
Just a man on the street
Another face in the crowd
One man on the beat
Wants everything that hes not allowed
And the lady waits, so patiently
She waits for the call
She knows just what you need
You need inside, information
She can get it at a very high price
A little, inside, information
It can change your whole life overnight
With a little inside, information
You get money, you get power, you get it all
Yeah but that inside, information
Can leave you waiting for that hammer to fall
(let it fall)
She gets that inside, information
Information at a very high price
With that inside, information
Its danger with each roll of the dice
You want that inside, information
Take the money, take the power, take it all
Take that inside, information
But get ready cause the hammer will fall
Its gonna fall
Inside, information
Inside, information
Is she telling you straight
Is she telling you straight
Is she telling you straight
song performed by by Foreigner
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Mind War
Mind at war, Mind in war - My mind the trigger to the brain-bomb - Ready to implode the explosion, with the bitterness of care - What i will loose is what i have lost, so button my push to the limits - Red i saw when i talk to the dead, hammer my brain with nails instead - Winter by snow as ice with cold, similiar in substance with transparant bright white - The calling from the forest, the breeze whispers on the breath of the wind - Death is at rise with her thorns, the roses she will sink - I play by day - Mind in War with my mind at war
poem by Unic Cjonr
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Straight Ahead
Day by day, dream by dream.
I fight to find the way to go.
Every day opens a different door.
Every dream shadows the one before.
But slowly I can see
The way youve made for me.
Straight ahead, I can see your light.
Straight ahead, through the dark.
Straight ahead, theres no left or right.
Straight ahead, to your heart.
Carry on through the night,
When the road is hard to find.
Lying lights tell me to turn around.
Lying thoughts tell me Im lost not found.
But clearly I can see
Youre waiting there for me.
Straight ahead, I can see your light.
Straight ahead, through the dark.
Straight ahead, theres no left or right.
Straight ahead, to your heart.
Straight ahead, (straight ahead),
Straight ahead, (straight ahead),
Straight ahead, (straight ahead),
Straight ahead, (straight ahead).
Straight ahead (straight ahead), I can see your light.
Straight ahead, through the dark (through the dark).
Straight ahead, theres no left or right.
Straight ahead, to your heart.
Straight ahead....
song performed by by Amy Grant
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The Price
There's a price for everything.
And everything has a price.
The cost may be higher.
It is never precise.
A second of pleasure.
For a lifetime of guilt.
Destroying the house,
Of love that God built.
Innocent victims,
Are killed by the blast.
Others they are maimed,
The scars forever they last.
We walk through that door,
Our morals astray,
Not knowing the price,
That will have to be paid.
There is one thing in common.
It's what we all share.
Three nine inch nails,
And the flesh that they teared.
Silent love.
Screaming so loud.
He paid the price.
His father so proud.
The plan was complete
He said, “It is done”
I have paid for your sins
Each and every one.
To accept my free gift.
There's something I ask.
It's a couple requests,
They are simple tasks.
To just love your neighbor,
Like you love yourself.
Put yourself behind others.
Put your pride on the shelf.
When you do something wrong,
You can call on my name.
I'll show you My mercy,
And remove your shame.
My death was the price.
The price that was due.
I paid it in full.
I did it for you.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Freedom
[CD]
It's been said many times that this is a free country,
I look around, I haven't found anything truly free,
I can't believe society ain't put a price on me,
Cos in the end, believe me friend, it's all down to money.
(Chorus:)
Freedom,
Ain't no such thing no more as freedom,
It's just a word we all believe in,
But nothing's free
There's no more freedom!
Freedom
Ain't no such thing no more as freedom,
It's just a word we wanna believe in,
But nothing's free
There's no more freedom
Where's it gonna get you in the end?
One of my friends is so confused over a girl he knows,
She had her daddy's credit card - all his money she blows,
She's so inside herself, she'll never see just who he is,
Her world's a fairy tale of hope and dreams compared to his.
(Chorus)
I know a guy who's worked himself almost into his grave,
I wonder does he know he's lived his life as money's slave,
He fell in to the traps of money's evil tempting ways,
Before he'll realize he's done and dusted all his days.
(Chorus x2)
song performed by by Urban Clearway
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Love Is The Price
RAP 1:
BABY'S IN THE PARLOUR
WAITING FOR THE RAIN
BEATING LIKE A HAMMER
WASHING OUT HER PAIN
CLEARING LIKE THE ONE
SEVEN YEARS AGO
WHEN HER FIRST BIG LOVE
MELTED LIKE SNOW
BACK THEN SHE DOUBET
IF SHE WOULD EVER FIND A MAN
WHO COULD LOVE HER THAT WAY
THE SAME WAY AGAIN
AND JUST WHEN SHE THOUGHT
SHE'S LIVING IN VAIN
THE MAN OF HER DREAMS
CAME LIKE THE RAIN
REFRAIN:
WHEN LOVE IS THE PRICE
FREEDOM IS THE COST
LOVE IS THE PRICE
FREEDOM IS THE COST
AND JUST WHEN YOU THINK
EVERYTHING IS LOST
LOVE WILL BE YOUR PRICE
AND I KNOW I WOULD NOT CHANGE A THING
YES I KNOW I WOULDN'T CHANGE A THING
RAP 2:
THEY SPOKE ABOUT HER DREAMS
THEY SPOKE ABOUT LOVE
THEY SPOKE ABOUT THE THINGS SHE WAS SO AFRAID OF
HE HAD THE KEY-WORD
FOR EVERYTHING SHE FELT
SO IT DIDN'T TAKE LONG
TILL HE GOT HER NAILED
PIN ONE'S HOPE ON SOMEONE ELSES LIFE
AND ALL YOUR DREAMS
WILL HURT YOU LIKE A KNIFE
SHE SOON GOT LOST
WHEN LOVE IS THE PRICE
FREEDOM IS THE COST
REFRAIN:
WHEN LOVE IS THE PRICE
FREEDOM IS THE COST
LOVE IS THE PRICE
FREEDOM IS THE COST
AND JUST WHEN YOU THINK
EVERYTHING IS LOST
LOVE WILL BE YOUR PRIZE
AND I KNOW I WOULD NOT CHANGE A THING
YES I KNOW I WOULDN'T CHANGE A THING
RAP 3:
SHE DIDN'T TRUST THAT VERY FIRST MAN
TO COME INTO HER LIFE TRYING TO UNDERSTAND
WHAT NOBODY EVER COULD BEFORE
HE ONLY MADE HER SEE
THERE IS SOMETHING MORE
TO LEARN ABOUT FREEDOM
TO LEARN ABOUT LOVE
TO HANDLE ALL THE THINGS SHE WAS SO AFRAID OF
TO ALWAYS FOLLOW WHAT SHE REALLY FELT INSIDE
EVERYTHING ELSE WAS A ROLLERCOASTER RIDE
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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Invisible Bars
It's not prison bars in front of my face
that take my freedom away.
It's people that want to control the world
that won't let my freedom stay.
It's not a cage that traps me inside
and won't allow me to fly.
It's the powerful ones that always hide
just waiting for me to die.
7 billion bodies now on this earth
and most of them aren't free.
It's a tragic play for most of us
that turned into a comedy.
But then the stage was always set
before we came to this place
to take my freedom away from me
with invisible bars before my face.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Concrete Mind
Can I get a pass, from my wrongs?
Will you make me not forget?
Are you like a concrete mind,
That's permanently set?
Concrete mind won't wear out.
For when she has a crack.
She only fills in where it's split.
Your wrongs she'll always track.
I thought I would be honest
Lead a new way of life
To concrete mind this is a weapon
She'll use just like a knife
She'll just use it against you
You'll never live it down
Her life is like a circus
And you're the lonely clown
And when you try to fix
The things that have been broken
Concrete mind will take your wrongs
And use them like a token
Where did I go wrong you'll ask
In each and every way
So if you trip and stumble
Concrete mind will say:
“Go straight to jail,
Do not pass go
Be ashamed
You are so low
Just like scum,
You always rise
All of your truths
To me their lies
You past is now
You'll never change
Forgiveness a word
I find so strange
I will forgive
But not forget
My heart is hard
My mind is set
Show you mercy?
Show you grace?
Go find those things
Another place.
All you give.
I'll simply take.
I'll do this till,
Your will I break”
Concrete mind
Will you soften a bit?
I've tried so hard,
But I want to quit.
Like one step forward
And Ten steps back
You throw me a rope
Without any slack
Concrete mind
Can't you see
From your concrete prison
I can't break free
So concrete mind
I ask one last time
Will I ever pay the price
For my past crimes
Your concrete heart
Your concrete mind
Won't let me leave
My past behind
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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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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The Patron Saint Of Liars And Fakes
I'm holding out and I'm holding on to every letter and every song
I pulled myself out of the day we ever had to meet
Are you through with me?
So
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face
I'm all ears and I'm all scars to hear you tell me
"Boys like you, you try too hard to look not quite as desperate."
Well I'm hanging on
But I still know the way to make your makeup run
So
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face
And when it all goes to hell (take this to your grave )
Will you be able to tell (Ill take it to mine) me sorry with a straight face
And when it all goes to hell
And when it all goes to hell
And when it all goes to hell
And when it all goes
song performed by by Fall Out Boy
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Memory to Eugène Terreblancé at Rooigrond prison
This government slammed a jail door behind you,
caged you in like a animal, locked you behind bars
in the prison at Rooigrond;
when this government took your freedom
a potted plant was your biggest treasure
and the grace that you found on your knees
from the almighty Lord God
and between the prisoners with tin plates,
who were continuously making a ruckus,
they tried to devour your humanity.
In the mornings they gave you porridge,
before prison doors slammed behind you,
in the afternoons again porridge and for dinner pale soup;
but still you are walking through my thoughts,
your splendid poems turn and whirl in my mind
as if they are still keeping you alive
and this government
does not hear the cock crowing three times,
the Son of God was also betrayed and sold.
The barbarians that slaughtered you with pangas
already got bail,
(the one as a child is free from prosecution)
and in a few days your killers
(from Mozambique who brought disorder here)
will probably walk free as heroes into the streets.
By some of your own people despised
you were actually right, your own blood that flowed;
on the hands of black people,
stays proof of it eternally
l’Envoi
and somehow the blacks in our country
has totally lost their senses,
where they rob and decimate
the Afrikaner people and Afrikaner farmers.
[Reference: Rooigrondtronk (Rooigrond prison) by Eugène Terreblancé.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Strawman
We who have so much to you who have so little
To you who dont have anything at all
We who have so much more than any one man does need
And you who dont have anything at all, ah
Does anybody need another million dollar movie
Does anybody need another million dollar star
Does anybody need to be told over and over
Spitting in the wind comes back at you twice as hard
Strawman, going straight to the devil
Strawman, going straight to hell
Strawman, going straight to the devil
Strawman
Strawman
Strawman
Strawman, yes
Does anyone really need a billion dollar rocket
Does anyone need a 60,000 dollars car
Does anyone need another president
Or the sins of swaggart parts 6, 7, 8 and 9, ah
Does anyone need yet another politician
Caught with his pants down and money sticking in his hole
Does anyone need another racist preacher
Spittin in the wind can only do you harm, ooohhh
Strawman, going straight to the devil
Strawman, going straight to hell
Strawman, going straight to the devil
Strawman
Strawman
Strawman
Strawman
Does anyone need another faulty shuttle
Blasting off to the moon, venus or mars
Does anybody need another self-righteous rock singer
Whose nose he says has led him straight to god
Does anyone need yet another blank skyscraper
If youre like me Im sure a minor miracle will do
A flaming sword or maybe a gold ark floating up the hudson
When you spit in the wind it comes right back at you
Strawman, going straight to the devil
Strawman, going straight to hell
Strawman, going to the devil
Strawman, strawman
Strawman, ...., ah
Strawman
Strawman
song performed by by Lou Reed
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My Room My Prison Be
Looking out my window
at the world outside.
I wonder why I am not out there,
playing around and having fun.
The bars at the windows
are what keeps me here.
They imprison not only me,
but also my heart and soul.
I plead sometimes
for them to disappear,
but my mind will not do it,
as it put them there.
I‘m imprisoned in my fortress,
the place I call my home.
Imprisoned by my mind,
because my mind decrees it so.
Imprisoned by a daily routine,
I find it hard to break,
and sometimes,
I do not want to break it.
Without that daily routine,
what would my life be?
Going around in circles,
until eternity?
My own guilt,
put me in my own prison,
and only I have,
the key to release me.
17 June 2007
poem by David Harris
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Caged in Life Caged Like a.............
Caged in life
Locked up in misery
Locked up in guilt.
Locked up in denial.
No it wasnt me.
Im locked in my own misery.
With no1 to hear my cries.
My cries of desperatoin
My cries of disbelife.
I guess I'll never be free
Wrapped up in my own grief.
Blaming anything
Blaming myself.
Angry with everyone
Angry at the world.
Am I a bitter person.
yes properly I am.
I feel caged in wvery days life.
Every new day
The same as the one thats past.
One messed up mind
Is mine my mind drained
My mind is all but lost.
For now Im a bitter person.
Locked in my own world
Locked in my grief.
With barriers a 1000 feet high.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Whats It Gonna Be
Every girl wants a guy thats right
And Ive been waiting for this guy all my life
Every girl wants a guy thats true
Weve been kicking it for a while
It could be you
I want to know where we stand
Are you gonna be a dog, or a gentleman
Baby, came clean, keep it straight with me
Tell me boy, tell me boy, tell me boy
Whats it gonna be
Im not looking for someone to waste my time
And Im not that kind of girl to read between the lines
Im into you, but I need to know
If youre feeling me too
If you are, let me know
Let me know whats up with you, babe
Remove your mask do I can see behind
See all the feelings you once tried to hide...
Oooh yeah...
Heres a letter from my heart
Keeps it simple not too hard
I wanna be your girl
Read the sign, down below
Check the box yes or no
Every girl wants a guy thats right
And Ive been waiting for this guy all my life
Every girl wants a guy thats true
Weve been kicking it for a while
It could be you
I want to know where we stand
Are you gonna be a dog, or a gentleman
Baby, came clean, keep it straight with me
Tell me boy, tell me boy, tell me boy
Whats it gonna be
I cant wait too long for you to make up my mind
And so Im telling you that boy
Youre running out of time
I feel as Im going through a meltdown overload
Ive got so much love inside
Boy Im ready to explode
Remove your mask so I can see behind
See all the feelings you boys try to hide
Heres a letter from my heart
Keep it simple, not too hard
I wanna be your girl
Read the sign, down below
And check the box yes or no
Every girl wants a guy thats right
And Ive been waiting for this guy all my life
Every girl wants a guy thats true
Weve been kicking it for a while
It could be you
I want to know where we stand
Are you gonna be a dog, or a gentleman
Baby, came clean, keep it straight with me
Tell me boy, tell me boy, tell me boy
Whats it gonna be
Are you gonna use me up and throw me all away
Aint got no time to beat around the bush
Aint got time for games
All I ask is just one wish
And thats for you to say
That you want me for your girl
And you wont play games... hey, hey!
Do you want me?
Ill give you this much to say baby
Every girl wants a guy thats right
And Ive been waiting gor this guy all my life
Every girl wants a guy thats true
Weve been kicking it for a while
It could be you
I want to know where we stand
Are you gonna be a dog, or a gentleman
Baby, came clean, keep it straight with me
Tell me boy, tell me boy, tell me boy
Whats it gonna be
song performed by by Jessica Simpson
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A Nailed Coffin - Life? English & Japanese
Coffin pounded nails
Economy of air
Survive, never complain!
No wasting any air
Be happy you still have
the freedom's scent!
With own blood
-color of love
feel free to paint
on the coffin walls
a million hearts!
a mountain, a river
a sea, the sky,
whole world! !
Keep happy, smile:
-only a coffin, could not
make you feel alone,
Right? ! ?
釘 打 た れ た 棺 桶 - 人 生 ？
釘 を 打 た れ た 棺 桶
空 気 の 節 約
生 き 残 れ 、 不 平 を 言 わ ず に ！
わ ず か な 空 気 も 無 駄 に す る こ と な く
自 由 の 香 り を 感 じ れ る だ け
あ り が た く 思 え ！
自 ら の 血 で
-愛 の 色
ど う ぞ 自 由 に お 描 き な さ い
棺 桶 の 壁 に
百 万 の 心 臓 を ！
山 、 川
海 、 空
す べ て の 世 界 を ！
ず っ と 幸 せ に 、 笑 顔 で ：
-た か が 棺 桶 な ん か で
孤 独 を 感 じ る こ と な ん て な い
そ う で し ょ う ？ ！ ？
poem by Elena Sandu
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Gulls
When the mist drives past and the wind blows high,
And the harbour lights are dim--
See where they circle, and dip and fly,
The grey free-lances of wind and sky,
To the water's distant rim!
Like spirits possessed of a fierce delight,
A courage that cannot fail,
They face the breakers--they face the night--
The mad storm-horses are silvery white,
They ride through the bitter gale!
They seem like the souls of the long, long lost,
Who breasted the ocean-main--
Vikings whose vessels were tempest-tossed,
Voyagers who sailed, whatever the cost,
And never came home again.
Or stranger and wilder fancy--it seems
As I hear their wind-torn cry,
No birds fly there through the sun's last gleams,
But the wraiths of hopes--the ghosts of dreams
That the old sea-gods saw die.
When the mist drives past and the wind blows high,
And the harbour lights are dim--
See where they circle, and dip and fly,
The grey free-lances of wind and sky,
To the far horizon's rim.
poem by Virna Sheard
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When The Wind Blows
When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
In my mind i see,
When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
This is an emergency.
In a part of this once-great city
Stands a child crying out in pity.
Gone is hope in the heart of each hungry hour.
Every year in this land of plenty
There are millions of starving children
What will i say if they look my way?
This is an emergency.
When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
In my mind i see,
When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
This is an emergency.
Bow your heads to the lost generation
Scars so deep, bringing god's damnation.
Businessmen sip wine while congress argue.
But for grace we enjoy our pleasures
What we face will be our salvation
Go build your towns, but remember time will not forget
That this is an emergency.
When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
This is an emergency.
Think of what the wise men said.
When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
In my mind i see,
When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
In my mind i see,
When the wind blows, many leaves will fall.
This is an emergency.
song performed by by Kinks
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