What the Sexton Said
Your dust will be upon the wind
Within some certain years,
Though you be sealed in lead to-day
Amid the country's tears.
When this idyllic churchyard
Becomes the heart of town,
The place to build garage or inn,
They'll throw your tombstone down.
Your name so dim, so long outworn,
Your bones so near to earth,
Your sturdy kindred dead and gone,
How should men know your worth?
So read upon the runic moon
Man's epitaph, deep-writ.
It says the world is one great grave.
For names it cares no whit.
It tells the folk to live in peace,
And still, in peace, to die.
At least, so speaks the moon to me,
The tombstone of the sky.
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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The Ballad Of Squeaky Fromme
Im scared as hell
Squeakys out of jail
I can feel her close behind me
Like the devil on my heels
Well they say shes heading to california
Or maybe for dc
Well Im sitting here down in georgia
Im talking with my family
The contras called a truce
And they broke it in an hour
Now someone sitting in the tower of babel
Is giving them that power
They stopped the war in bethlehem
Oh to let sweet jesus pass
But how much does it really mean
They screw him over behind his back
I can feel her closing in
And I hope she understands
That society and me
Now we arent necessarily hand in hand
Shes broken all her bonds
Got no superficial cause
She gave up all her chances
To live inside the law
So squeaky
Peace on earth
Will you tell me what its worth
From the inside out Id let you in
You might understand
Now squeaky
In your mixed-up mind
You may not be so blind
Ah squeaky give me peace on earth
And then you tell me what its worth
Now squeaky give me peace on earth
And then you tell me what its worth
From the inside out Id let you in
Cause you might understand
God is in my heart
But the devil is in our bones
And squeaky
Oh squeaky
You are not alone
Yeah you are not alone
Give me peace on earth
Give me peace on earth
Peace on earth
Peace on earth
Peace on earth
Peace on earth
Peace on earth
Peace on earth
Now squeaky give me peace on earth
And then you tell me what its worth
From the inside out I would, I would let you in
I think that you might understand
That god, God is in my heart
But the devil
I said the devil
The devils in our bones
And squeaky
Oh squeaky
We are not alone
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Tombstone Eyes
By dickey betts
(c) 1996 sony music entertainment, inc.
This transcription comes from the song tombstone eyes
Played on july 26, 1996 in toronto, ontario.
The lyrics will vary from show to show because they are not
Set in stone yet, but this is what dickey sang on july 26.
Transcribed by nathan yerg
Intro: g c g dcg
(g)not so long ago, just a (c)few years back
(g)we used to hang out down by the (c)railroad track.
(g)the guitars they played and the (c)singers made rhyme
(d)it was a good time for being free. g c g c
(g)bouquet of flowers on her (c)kitchen window sill
(g)listen to bob dylans new stuff (c)hed just done in jacksonville
(g)lay down on the hillside and (c)look up at the sky
(d)we had it all you and i. g c g c
(g)and the lives we were living started to (c)feel like yesterday
(g)people started driftin and (c)goin their separate ways
(g)the wind started blowin and the (c)sky began to cry
(d)you and I we didnt make it, I wished wed never said goodbye
Chorus:
(c)i hope I never (d)see those eyes (g)again
(c)eyes that used to (d)be my best (g)friends
(c)and we gave it all (d)away for the (g)diamonds in the (em)dust
(c)with a hungry voice still howlin in the (d)wind
(c)a heart of stone no (d)longer lasts, her (g)eyes no longer (em)cry
(c)i know Ill never (d)see those (c)tombstone (d)eyes again. g dcg
(c)and I know Ill never (d)see those (c)tombstone (d)eyes again g
Dcg.
(not real sure about this next verse, but heres what it sounds like.)
(g)no more religious message just a (c)story to tell
(g)i keep on track on sunday, (c)peace and love, heaven and hell.
(g)Im a mean beat street drifter, with the (c)sun shining from a face
(d)ah but that was long ago, another time, another place.
Chorus
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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Five Feet Under
5 feet under hes got one foot in the grave
Would you look at him I think hes lost it
I dont think that he can be saved
Hes got a down payment on his tombstone
Hes not alone his whole life has been out
On a limb. just look at him, watch
Him get smashed and race bikes so fast
Just dont laugh, what will it say on his
Epitaph
Here he lies may he rest in peace
Hung on to life by the skin of his teeth
Pushing his luck thru the bottle he drinks
Hes got a date with his maker and he
Doesnt want to be late make no mistake
Hes a good friend so why might his life
Have to end, my friend I dont want to
See you dead
I dont want to see him dead
I dont want to see him dead
I dont want to see him dead
song performed by by NOFX
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The shadow of you sleeping naked
Your father's eye,
where does it lead?
Listen to the ground,
the earth can't afford anything it wants.
Death like a signal ahead full of warnings and regrets.
Will anyone pull a fast one and get out of here alive?
Can anyone get the best of death?
Out of the grave your loved ones once walked.
The sound is so quiet you had better take a deep breath.
Imagination is like the first day of love, it can have a spell.
The way evenings are heading home with a shovel.
The moon now comparing my love to a war for peace.
Like i would really be ready to betray.
Like there are flashlights looking for me,
and they have been there for such a long time,
i have an ache in my neck from looking up at the stars.
Wondering what is sunken deep there.
What dark water is near the same place i was born?
Where in the shallows you build your little raft,
with candles that have really long wicks
so i can tie your hands together with shadows and cracks.
Let you drift by the dark of the moon, not saying a word.
Listening to where the ashes are hidden in your dreams.
The fact that you will sleep like the middle of the night,
without ever looking at it. The sounds of my nightmares
always like danger without an escort.
Like sitting beside me in the mirror.
Watching so many suitors even the dead will be recognized,
and they only intend to stay for a short while.
Maybe just long enough, to try on each other's thoughts,
like glue for the past but not for so many dreams.
Those nailed to the evenings and advertising to the constellations;
An elegy that will be forgotten, but will long remain.
A fate that knows all the answers, and is still always guessing.
That any son or daughter belongs to the sky,
and yours has made it mine, and i thought it was the end.
When no one cares who will live and die again;
When i lost my way out inside your head,
but i will keep on trying. I'll be there
with hopes to remember.
poem by Gregory Collins
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Broken Memories
A soft wind blows
Over the sands of yesterday.
Memories of the past
Make their stand today.
Now their hearts sing...
The moon will shine
And they'll all lose heart.
And the hero falls
As the world tears itself apart.
Teardrops of blood
Fall from the sky.
As the hero's words
Float silently on by.
Their hearts are crushed.
Their bones are shattered,
Their souls are lost forever.
The moon will shine
And they'll all lose heart.
And the hero falls
As the world tears itself apart.
Friends come and go
As time fades away.
Blood turns to dust
As night turns to day.
My time will come.
My fate is sealed.
I need to face that this is real.
The moon will shine
And they'll all lose heart.
And the hero falls
As the world tears itself apart.
And the hero falls
As the world tears itself apart.
poem by Ricky Perron
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On the Funeral of Charles the First
The castle clock had tolled midnight:
With mattock and with spade,
And silent, by the torches' light,
His corse in earth we laid.
The coffin bore his name, that those
Of other years might know,
When earth its secrets should disclose,
Whose bones were laid below.
"Peace to the dead" no children sung,
Slow pacing up the nave,--
No prayers were read, no knell was rung,
As deep we dug his grave.
We only heard the winter's wind,
In many a sullen gust,
As, o'er the open grave inclined,
We murmured, "Dust to dust!"
A moonbeam from the arch's height
Streamed, as we placed the stone;
The long aisles started into light,
And all the windows shone.
We thought we saw the banners then,
That shook along the walls,
Whilst the sad shades of mailèd men
Were gazing on the stalls.
'Tis gone! again on tombs defaced
Sits darkness more profound;
And only by the torch we traced
The shadows on the ground.
And now the chilling, freezing air
Without blew long and loud;
Upon our knees we breathed one prayer,
Where he slept in his shroud.
We laid the broken marble floor,--
No name, no trace appears,--
And when we closed the sounding door,
We thought of him with tears.
poem by William Lisle Bowles
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The Day Will Come
When the tombstone reads my name
There at-last
There will be no pain
Maybe my family will say then
That they didn't know me that well
Now maybe, They'll start to understand
What made my heartaches, and swells
We were so young when
I started the fight
To end that past
It's why I couldn't ever hold my tears back
You see, I was the one that had
Gotten tired of what made them cry
Now maybe they'll stand here
Trying to understand my words and why
So
Those words, on my tombstone
Shows how true love, says good-by
But the time is not now
Yet the time is slowly coming near
On that day they will see love
My kind of love, that doesn't cause tears
It's what I've fought for
All those years
So on my tombstone
They'll see what I've done
How I ended all their abuse
Through love songs that I've sung
poem by Clyde Bryson
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Peace be with you (Latin-Pax Vobiscum)
Oh God! I need a quiet place,
Where flows the nectar of peace,
Not that kind of dead peace,
In the grave, one finds with ease.
I went to the Himalayas Mountain,
But peace there was no certain,
As the solitude tore my mind,
A little peace when I tried to find.
I heard good spiritual lectures,
Those from eminent preachers,
For peace, I left no place unturned,
But with a perturbed mind I returned.
Tell me, oh God, that unknown place,
Where lies that elusive peace,
What I need, now I can find,
So, I’ll have peace of mind.
God answered, “Hey you fool,
First learn to keep yourself cool,
Don’t search elsewhere out,
But dive deep into your heart.”
“Peace isn’t an object that lies outside,
But it’s a feeling that’s generated inside.
Learn to cultivate peace in your heart.
To enjoy this peace, better you now start.”
“Know this I’m in your heart.
I fill it up with peace quite a lot.
This divine peace when you merit,
No need to go elsewhere for it.”
poem by Rajaram Ramachandran
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An Alliance
This is the weird of a world-old folk,
That not till the last link breaks,
Not till the night is blackest,
The blood of Hengist wakes.
When the sun is black in heaven,
The moon as blood above,
And the earth is full of hatred,
This people tells its love.
In change, eclipse, and peril,
Under the whole world's scorn,
By blood and death and darkness
The Saxon peace is sworn;
That all our fruit be gathered,
And all our race take hands,
And the sea be a Saxon river
That runs through Saxon lands.
Lo! not in vain we bore him;
Behold it! not in vain,
Four centuries' dooms of torture
Choked in the throat of Spain,
Ere priest or tyrant triumph -
We know how well - we know -
Bone of that bone can whiten,
Blood of that blood can flow.
Deep grows the hate of kindred,
Its roots take hold on hell;
No peace or praise can heal it,
But a stranger heals it well.
Seas shall be red as sunsets,
And kings' bones float as foam,
And heaven be dark with vultures,
The night our son comes home.
poem by G.K. Chesterton from The Wild Knight and Other Poems (1900)
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Ban Ki Moon
Ban Ki Moon is on top of the moon he flops
From this wine splashed peace conference
To the next lopsided peace conference
Where Ban Ki Moon is you're sure for sure
To find old gray bearded silly Kofi Annan
Where Moon sips sake under the banyan tree
You'll find Annan under the baobao tree
They preach a lot of baseless senselessness
The world wants to drink from the cup of peace
Under Moon it gets the broken bones of Iraqi kids
Ban Ki Moon and Kofi Annan...they so levitate
Between decision and indecision it's crazy madly
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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Death of the undertaker
Darkness prevail as the wolf in the yonder it wails,
the loss of a soul to those alive unknown,
his tools locked back in the shed no one around for tears to shed,
the big guy with his big face be fell,
there is no one to take his reins,
what he gave and what he ment no one took time to take details,
the grounds he ones strolled and to some it seemed his home,
there emptiness will be known to all living and dead souls,
death of the undertaker whose gonna set his tombstone,
the mood seems dull the moon is shy to the sun,
the loss of this big man who never sired a son,
he never had time to have life he lived his life for those who lost theirs,
the grave aint dug the ground still untouched,
it takes his loss of breathe for us to learn,
the death of the undertaker whose gonna set his tombstone,
all that knew him more are six feet under,
all the living beings stand on ground and just wonder,
it takes a strong man alot of love and honour,
to be like this one who is dead and put asunder,
the living will get to know the dead man was important to us all,
for its death of the undertaker whose gonna put up his tomb stone,
poem by Kennedy Musyoka
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When Women Will Rule The World
When women will rule the World sadly i won't be around
My bones will be resting forever in some quiet dead person's ground
But what a World 'twill be to live in the flower of peace will bloom again
And for as long as women do rule the World peace in the World will remain,
For as long as men rule the World terror and warring will live on
They have not learned from the mistakes of past male leaders with men as leaders all hope of peace gone
When women will rule the World the World will be a better place to live in
Mothers will not have to weep for their dead children there will not be wars for to win,
Women give birth to the soldiers mothers do not want their children to die
A dead hero is better than a living coward that is if you believe a lie,
Women do not want their children fighting in wars far away
There would be less wars in the World if women had a greater say
And when women will rule the World war will be a thing of the past
The flower of peace will be blooming and beautiful peace it will last.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Tombstone
Look at all the plans I made
Falling down like scraps of paper
I will leave them where they lie to remind me
From the past a rumour comes
Dont let it keep draggin you down
Throw the memory in an open fire
Youll be free
Roll back the tombstone
Let the saints appear
Roll back the tombstone
Make a new man out of me
Beware the passenger
The train already left the station
We are neither at home nor at work
We are moving
Listen to the howling of steel
A face betraying no emotion
Like you never had a chance to be
Wild and free
Roll back the tombstone
Let the saints appear
Roll back the tombstone
Till the lone ranger rides again
Rides again in your mind
Rode across the open plain
All the way and back again
song performed by by Crowded House
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I always remember an epitaph which is in the cemetery at Tombstone, Arizona. It says 'Here lies Jack Williams. He done his damnedest.' I think that is the greatest epitaph a man can have.
quote by Harry Truman
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All Live In Peace And Harmony
As the world goes spinning round
And enerything seems upside down
There isn't any organisation any more
Is nothing everlasting, must we live for just today
Can no-one find the answer, to help in any way
It's just a mixture of joy and sorrow
Of laughter, and of tears
Do we just dream about tomorrow
And about the future years
But the world would be a better place to live in
If everybody just made up their minds
Then we could all live in peace and harmony again
Yes we should all live in peace, and harmony again
Why can't we all live in peace, and harmony again
We should all live in peace, and harmony
poem by Vance Freeman
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Live so that when the final summons comes you will leave something more behind you than an epitaph on a tombstone or an obituary in a newspaper.
quote by Billy Sunday
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What The Hyena Said
The moon is but a golden skull,
She mounts the heavens now,
And Moon-Worms, mighty Moon-Worms
Are wreathed around her brow.
The Moon-Worms are a doughty race:
They eat her gray and golden face.
Her eye-sockets dead, and molding head:
These caverns are their dwelling-place.
The Moon-Worms, serpents of the skies,
From the great hollows of her eyes
Behold all souls, and they are wise:
With tiny, keen and icy eyes,
Behold how each man sins and dies.
When Earth in gold-corruption lies
Long dead, the moon-worm butterflies
On cyclone wings will reach this place—
Yea, rear their brood on earth’s dead face.
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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Dust Moon
How long have I been running far far away from you
As many miles as I've gone
Still the darkness comes on
There will be a crimson moon tonight
Dust moon rises...your face haunts me so
Dust moon rises...sanity leaving me soon
I still see your blood on the face of the moon
Your face haunts me, nothing clear now
Dust moon has risen
Bloody, mocking moon
Daylight seems lifetimes away, eternal midnight
Keep running away
Dust moon has risen...haunting me so
Dust moon rises...sanity, leaving me so soon?
I still see your face on the blood of the moon
And when the dust moon rests his weary head
And the sunshine begins to rise
Will I still be here or will I be dead
Is the dawn of a new day just a lie?
Peace to the world....
Peace to the world
Like a flower in the sky
Peace
Peace-overcoming evil with good be
Peace
Give me peace I won't cry anymore
White dove symbol of peace
Peace can be found deep down in the heart
Peace in the winds that sleep upon the deep
I want peace
Peace in my personal space
I want peace in my feelings
Cloth me in white
The color of peace....
poem by Anees Akbar
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Son Of The Moon
Son of the moon
You are brilliant
You are bright
We wanted so much to apologize because we didn’t know you that Well before
Son of the moon
Yes we are both guilty of that
Son of the moon
We had been more occupied with ourselves
Son of the moon
We think that it was so silly and selfish
Only now we realize that
Son of the moon
You are a friend of the sky
The sky would be lost without you
We would be lost without you also
Son of the moon
We know the real you
Son of the moon
We know this innocent world that it is only in our minds
In reality it is not an innocent world
It is an ugly picture that we all paint
And of course it will always remain in our minds
Son of the moon
Dear Lord you know the son of the moon
You created it also
Lets embrace
The son of the moon
Son of the moon
If we will ever find love we hope it will last forever
Son of the moon
We are the warriors of the earth
We fight for freedom
We fight for love
We fight for peace
We fight for what we believe in
Son of the moon
poem by Aldo Kraas
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