The Fool By The RoadSide
WHEN all works that have
From cradle run to grave
From grave to cradle run instead;
When thoughts that a fool
Has wound upon a spool
Are but loose thread, are but loose thread;
When cradle and spool are past
And I mere shade at last
Coagulate of stuff
Transparent like the wind,
I think that I may find
A faithful love, a faithful love.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Cradle Of Love
Well rock the cradle of love
Rock the cradle of love
Yes the cradle of love dont rock easily its true
Well rock the cradle of love
I rocked the cradle of love
Yes the cradle of love dont rock easily its true
Well now
It burned like a ball of fire
When the rebel took a little child bride
To tease yeah so go easy yeah
Cause love cutts a million ways
Shakes the devil when he missbehaves
I aint nobodys fool
Come on shake it up
Whatever I do
Rock the cradle of love
Rock the cradle of love
Yes the cradle of love dont rock easily its true
Sent from heaven above thats right
To rob the cradle of love
Yes the pages of dont talk decently its true
Yeah flesh for your romeo
Ah yeah baby
I hear you moan
Its easy yknow how to please me yeah
This love starts my rollin train
You cant stop it
It aint in vain
I aint nobodys fool
Come on shake it up
Whatever you do
These are the wages of love
Rock the cradle of love
These are the wages of love
Ooh yeah
Rock the cradle
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Well it burned like a ball of fire
When the rebel took a little child bride
To tease yeah I know how to pleas you yeah
Well my love starts a rollin train
You cant stop it
It aint in vain
I aint nobodys fool
Come on shake it up
Wathever I do
Rock the cradle of love
Rock the cradle of love
Sent from heaven above
Thats right
To rock the cradle of love
Rock the cradle of love
Yeah cradle of love
Thats me mama
I robbed the devil of love
All right
Cradle of love
If you teaze me tonight
If you sleaze me all right
If you appeaze me tonight
And let me ease you
Cradle of love
song performed by by Billy Idol
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All I Want Is You (7" Edit)
You say you want a diamond on a ring of gold
You say you want your story to remain untold
All the promises we made from the
Cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You say you'll give me a highway with no one on it
Treasure just to look upon it
All the riches in the night
You say you'll give me eyes on a moon of blindness
A river in a time of dryness
A harbour in the tempest
All the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You say you want your love to work out right
To last with me through the night
You say you want a diamond on a ring of gold
Your story to remain untold
Your love not to grow cold
All the promises we break from the
Cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
All I want is you
song performed by by U2
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All I Want Is You
YOU SAY YOU WANT A DIAMOND ON A RING OF GOLD
YOU SAY YOU WANT YOUR STORY TO REMAIN UNTOLD
ALL THE PROMISES WE MADE
FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE
WHEN ALL I WANT IS YOU
YOU SAY YOU┬┤LL GIVE ME A HIGHWAY WITH NO ONE ON IT
TREASURE JUST TO LOOK UPON IT
ALL THE RICHES IN THE NIGHT
YOU SAY YOU┬┤LL GIVE ME
EYES ON A MOON OF BLINDNESS
A RIVER IN A TIME OF DRYNESS
A HARBOUR IN THE TEMPEST
ALL THE PROMISES WE MAKE
FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE
WHEN ALL I WANT IS YOU
YOU SAY YOU WANT YOUR LOVE TO WORK OUT RIGHT
TO LAST WITH ME THROUGH THE NIGHT
YOU SAY YOU WANT A DIAMOND ON A RING OF GOLD
YOUR STORY TO REMAIN UNTOLD
YOUR LOVE NOT TO GROW COLD
ALL THE PROMISES WE BREAK
FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE
WHEN ALL I WANT IS YOU
ALL I WANT IS YOU
song performed by by U2
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Crow On The Cradle
(from the soundtrack to no nukes; peformed live by jackson browne with graham nash & david lindley)
The sheeps in the meadow
The cows in the corn
Now is the time for a child to be born
Hell laugh at the moon
And cry for the sun
And if its a boy hell carry a gun
Sang the crow on the cradle
And if it should be that this babys a girl
Never you mind if her hair doesnt curl
With rings on her fingers
And bells on her toes
And a bomber above her wherever she goes
Sang the crow on the cradle
The crow on the cradle
The black and the white
Somebodys baby is born for a fight
The crow on the cradle
The white and the black
Somebodys baby is not coming back
Sang the crow on the cradle
Your mother and father will sweat and theyll slave
To build you a coffin and dig you a grave
Hush-a-bye little one, never you weep
For weve got a toy that can put you to sleep
Sang the crow on the cradle
Bring me my gun, and Ill shoot that bird dead
Thats what your mother and father once said
The crow on the cradle, what can we do
Ah, this is a thing that Ill leave up to you
Sang the crow on the cradle
Sang the crow on the cradle
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Hush a By Baby
Hush-a-by Baby
On the tree top,
When the wind blows
The cradle will rock;
When the bough breaks
The cradle will fall,
Down tumbles baby,
Cradle, and all.
poem by Anonymous English
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From The Cradle To Enslave
Two thousand fattened years like maniacs
Have despoiled our common grave
Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs
From the cradle to enslave?
Sickle constellations
Stud the belts that welt the sky
Whilst the bitter winter moon
Prowls the cloud
song performed by by Cradle Of Filth from From The Cradle To Enslave
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Good-By To The Cradle
GOOD-BY to the cradle, the dear wooden cradle,
The rude hand of Progress has thrust it aside:
No more to its motion, o'er Sleep's fairy ocean,
Our play-weary wayfarers peacefully glide;
No more by the rhythm of slow-moving rocker
Their sweet, dreamy fancies are fostered and fed;
No more to low singing the cradle goes swinging--
The child of this era is put into bed!
Good-by to the cradle, the dear wooden cradle,--
It lent to the twilight a mystical charm:
When bees left the clover, when playtime was over,
How safe seemed this shelter from danger and harm;
How soft seemed the pillow, how distant the ceiling,
How weird were the voices that whispered around;
What dreams would come flocking as, rocking and rocking,
We floated away into slumber profound.
Good-by to the cradle, the old wooden cradle,
The babe of the day does not know it by sight;
When day leaves the border, with system and order
The child goes to bed, and we put out the light.
I bow to Progression; and ask no concession,
Though strewn be her pathway with wrecks of the Past.
So off with old lumber, that sweet ark of slumber,
The dear wooden cradle, is ruthlessly cast.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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The Old Wooden Cradle
Good-bye to the cradle, the dear wooden cradle
The rude hand of Progress has thrust it aside.
No more to its motion o’er sleep’s fairy ocean,
Our play-weary wayfarers peacefully glide.
No more by the rhythm of slow-moving rocker,
Their sweet dreamy fancies are fostered and fed;
No more to low singing the cradle goes swinging –
The child of this era is put into bed.
Good-bye to the cradle, the dear wooden cradle,
It lent to the twilight a strange, subtle charm;
When bees left the clover, when play-time was over,
How safe seemed this shelter from danger or harm.
How soft seemed the pillow, how distant the ceiling,
How weird were the voices that whispered around,
What dreams would come flocking, as rocking and rocking,
We floated away into slumber profound.
Good-bye to the cradle, the old wooden cradle,
The babe of to-day does not know it by sight.
When day leaves the border, with system and order,
The child goes to bed and we put out the light.
I bow to Progression and ask no concession,
Though strewn be her pathway with wrecks of the past;
So off wit old lumber, that sweet ark of slumber,
The old wooden cradle, is ruthlessly cast.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Secret World
This is a garden, this is a steeple
I hear the crowd before I ever see the people
Yours for the making, and for the taking
There is a power in the vacuum we are making
You and I have a secret world
And we can keep it unfurled
And pay no attention to the cradle or the grave
And when we're crossed,
We can say that we're lost
In the middle of nowhere think you'll like it a lot
And if we're wrong and we end up alone
We'll light a candle for their innocent bones
You and I have a secret world
And we can keep it unfurled
And pay no attention to the cradle or the grave
You and I have a secret world
And we can keep it unfurled
And pay no attention to the cradle or the grave
And when we're crossed,
We can say that we're lost
In the middle of nowhere think you'll like it a lot
And if we're wrong and we end up alone
We'll light a candle for their innocent bones
You and I have a secret world
And we can keep it unfurled
And pay no attention to the cradle or the grave
And when we're crossed,
We can say that we're lost
In the middle of nowhere think you'll like it a lot
And if we're wrong and we end up alone
We'll light a candle for their innocent bones
song performed by by Tears For Fears
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For a Daughter Who Leaves
A woman weaves
her daughter's wedding
slippers that will carry
her steps into a new life.
The mother weeps alone
into her jeweled sewing box
slips red thread
around its spool,
the same she used to stitch
her daughter's first silk jacket
embroidered with turtles
that would bring luck, long life.
She remembers all the steps
taken by her daughter's
unbound quick feet:
dancing on the stones
of the yard among yellow
butterflies and white breasted sparrows.
And she grew, legs strong
body long, mind
independent.
Now she captures all eyes
with her hair combed smooth
and her hips gently
swaying like bamboo.
The woman
spins her thread
from the spool of her heart,
knotted to her daughter's
departing
wedding slippers.
poem by Janice Mirikitani
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God has given you your country as cradle, and humanity as mother; you cannot rightly love your brethren of the cradle if you love not the common mother.
quote by Giuseppe Mazzini
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The Way Your Mother Once Rocked Your Cradle
i wonder how your mother rocked
your cradle. Now that you have gained
manhood, you still thrive on the cowardice
of peace.How did he ever rocked the cradle
when you were once a lovable baby?
You have become the prince
of cowards of this town.
You shrink from the challenges
of our domestic wars
the wars that we fight daily within
our lives.
Go to the grave of your mother and ask her why.
Bring him the flowers. Say the necessary prayers.
Light ten candles and pray that she may answer.
If you still do not know, try looking at your face in the mirror.
Ask yourself, how gullible have you become.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Call Me Up (The Phone Is In The Cradle)
My friends, they don't talk much about religion
But my friends, they don't talk much anyway-ay
When they do I know I'd better listen
'Cause my good friends just naturally know
The right things to say
They say, call me up, the phone is in the cradle
Get yourself delivered to my door-oor
Well if you're so inclined and if you've got the time
We can talk the night away
Adam got so lonely in the garden
He said it's tough to be the only man alive
He said I'd give a rib for just somebody to talk to
Well thunder and lightnin' out providin'
You came strollin' by
She said, call me up, the phone is in the cradle
Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor
Well if you're so inclined and if you've got the time
We can talk the night away
Now Rosie was the queen of the all night cowboy
She said, Texas boy, you seem kinda shy-y
Don't you expect an embossed invitation
Just knock on the wall, come down the hall
And knock on by
She said, call me up, the phone is in the cradle
Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor
Call me up, the phone is in the cradle
Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor
Call me up, the phone is in the cradle
Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor
Call me up, the phone is in the cradle
Get yourself [fade]
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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And The Cradle Will Rock
Well, they say its kinda frightnin how this younger generation swings.
You know, its more than just some new sensation.
Well, the kid is into losin sleep and he dont come home for half the week.
You know, its more than just an aggravation.
And the cradle will rock.
Yes, the cradle will rock.
And I say, rock on!
Rock on!
And when some local kid gets down, they try and drum him out of town.
They say, you coulda least faked it, boy.
At an early age he hits the street and winds up tied with who he meets,
And hes unemployed.
And the cradle will rock.
Yeah, the cradle will rock.
And I say, rock on!
Rock on!
Have you seen juniors grades?
And when some local kid gets down, they try and drum him out of town.
They say, you coulda least faked it, boy.
At an early age he hits the street and winds up tied with who he meets,
And hes unemployed. his folks are overjoyed.
And the cradle will rock.
Yeah, the cradle will rock.
And I say, rock on!
Rock on!
Rock on!
Rock on!
song performed by by Van Halen
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The Earth is the cradle of humanity, but mankind cannot stay in the cradle forever.
quote by Konstantin Tsiolkovsky
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Rock A Bye Bye
If you could only hear
The silent screams
When you wake them up
From their dreams
Nothing is heard
Not even a
Even a
Even a word
Rock a bye baby
On the tree top
When the bough breaks
The cradle will fall
Rock rock rock a bye baby
Rock rock rock bye bye
And if they had
Any chance at all
You still cant hear
Those voices that call
And when the bough breaks
The cradle will
Cradle will
Cradle will fall
song performed by by Extreme
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The Earth is the Cradle of the Mind -- but one cannot eternally live in a cradle.
quote by Konstantin E. Tsiolkovsky
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The Needle and Thread
The Needle and Thread one day were wed,
The Thimble acted as priest,
A paper of Pins, and the Scissors twins
Were among the guests at the feast.
That dandy trim the Bodkin slim
Danced with Miss Tape-measure,
But he stepped on her trail, and she called him 'a whale,'
And that put an end to their pleasure.
Wrinkled and fat the Beeswax sat
And talked with the Needle-case.
'I am glad,' she said, 'that my niece, the Thread,
Has married into this race.
'Her mother, the Spool, was a dull old fool,
And the Needle and Thread were shy;
The result you see came all through me,
I taught her to catch his eye.'
The Emery-ball just there had a fall-
She had danced too long at one time,
And that put a stop to the merry hop,
And that brings an end to my rhyme.
The groom and the bride took their wedding ride
Down a long white-seam to the shore,
And the guests all said there never was wed
So fair a couple before.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Silence Is Like A Spool Of White Thread
silence is like a spool of white thread
take the the tip and walk away
at the end
after you have traveled a very long distance
you come back and tell me
if this is worth it
the long silence of the white thread
what did it tell you?
you come back.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Public Servant
Cut em loose
Public servant, public slave
Its one single slide from the cradle to the grave
Cant remember why youre still in the race
To be a public servant, public slave
You got to know who satan is
You know you made him come alive
You let the yahoos write the script
When you sold your soul to survive
I only want to hear my voice
Come on, hit me where I live
Lets imagine we had a choice
Lets pretend were persuasive
I guess it keeps you off the street
I guess you couldnt find honest work
And youre content to follow the fleet
Hanging round with world-class jerks
I guess you cant have too little class
Sometimes it pays to have no soul
Just keep your mindset in the past
And your head up your asshole
Its not as if we couldnt cope
Its not as if the pope eloped
Its just as if youre out of hope
And if you cant stand twice as tall
If youre too afraid to fall
If you havent got the balls
Cut em loose
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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