The Skies Are Strown With Stars
The skies are strown with stars,
The streets are fresh with dew
A thin moon drifts to westward,
The night is hushed and cheerful.
My thought is quick with you.
Near windows gleam and laugh,
And far away a train
Clanks glowing through the stillness:
A great content's in all things,
And life is not in vain.
poem by William Ernest Henley
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Through Thin Windows
Through thin windows I see
young leaves rising to twilight storm,
blue mist shimmering
on quick-silver street,
as glowing grass drops
into blackening copse.
With Stygian hand
has night claimed
declining day.
poem by Steven Federle
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Hamilton
WILD and wet, and windy wet falls the night on Hamilton,
Hamilton that seaward looks unto the setting sun,
Lady of the patient face, lifted everlastingly,
Veiled and hushed and mystical as a cloistered nun.
O the days, the cruel days creeping over Hamilton
Like a train of haggard ghosts, homeless and accursed,
Moaning for a fleet o’ dream silver-sailed and wonderful,
Moaning for a sorrow’s sake, the fairest and the first.
O the moon, the lonely moon, leaning low on Hamilton,
Thro’ the years that sunder us the dead come back, come back,
Scent of white eucrephia stars blown on winds of Memory,
Glint and gleam of fagus gold adown the torrent’s track.
Half my heart is buried there, buried high on Hamilton,
Lonely is the sepulchre with never stone for sign,
Where the nodding myrtle-plumes stand like sable sentinels
And the ruddy rimony wreathes the hooded pine.
Half my heart is yearning yet, yearning yet for Hamilton,
Hamilton beyond the surge of sobbing Southern main,
O the croon of wistful winds calling, calling, calling me,
Where the mottled mountain thrush is singing in the rain.
We shall ne’er go back again, back again to Hamilton,
Heart o’ me, our track is toward the heart of burning day,
Hills beyond the call of hills beaconing and beckoning—
Westward, westward winds the track, a thread of dusky grey.
poem by Marie E J Pitt
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The Thought
Into the skies, one summer's day,
I sent a little Thought away;
Up to where, in the blue round,
The sun sat shining without sound.
Then my Thought came back to me.—
Little Thought, what did you see
In the regions whence you come?
And when I spoke, my Thought was dumb.
But she breathed of what was there,
In the pure bright upper air;
And, because my Thought so shone,
I knew she had been shone upon.
Next, by night a Thought I sent
Up into the firmament;
When the eager stars were out,
And the still moon shone about.
And my Thought went past the moon
In between the stars, but soon
Held her breath and durst not stir,
For the fear that covered her;
Then she thought, in this demur:
'Dare I look beneath the shade,
Into where the worlds are made;
Where the suns and stars are wrought?
Shall I meet another Thought?
'Will that other Thought have wings?
Shall I meet strange, heavenly things?
Thought of Thoughts, and Light of Lights,
Breath of Breaths, and Night of Nights?'
Then my Thought began to hark
In the illuminated dark,
Till the silence, over, under,
Made her heart beat more than thunder.
And my Thought, came trembling back,
But with something on her track,
And with something at her side;
Nor till she has lived and died,
Lived and died, and lived again,
Will that awful thing seem plain.
poem by William Brighty Rands
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Day dawn
All yesterday the thought of you was resting in my soul,
And when sleep wandered o'er the world that very thought she stole
To fill my dreams with splendour such as stars could not eclipse,
And in the morn I wakened with your name upon my lips.
Awakened, my beloved, to the morning of your eyes,
Your splendid eyes, so full of clouds, wherein a shadow tries
To overcome the flame that melts into the world of grey,
As coming suns dissolve the dark that veils the edge of day.
Cool drifts the air at dawn of day, cool lies the sleeping dew,
But all my heart is burning, for it woke from dreams of you;
And O! these longing eyes of mine look out and only see
A dying night, a waking day, and calm on all but me.
So gently creeps the morning through the heavy air,
The dawn grey-garbed and velvet-shod is wandering everywhere
To wake the slumber-laden hours that leave their dreamless rest,
With outspread, laggard wings to court the pillows of the west.
Up from the earth a moisture steals with odours fresh and soft,
A smell of moss and grasses warm with dew, and far aloft
The stars are growing colourless, while drooping in the west,
A late, wan moon is paling in a sky of amethyst.
The passing of the shadows, as they waft their pinions near,
Has stirred a tender wind within the night-hushed atmosphere,
That in its homeless wanderings sobs in an undertone
An echo to my heart that sobbing calls for you alone.
The night is gone, beloved, and another day set free,
Another day of hunger for the one I may not see.
What care I for the perfect dawn? the blue and empty skies?
The night is always mine without the morning of your eyes.
poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
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The Bunyip
Oh, came you up by the place of dread
(west red, and the moon low down)
where no winds blow and the birds have fled
and the gum stands dead and its arms gleam white,
and the tribe sneak by with a stealthy tread
in the ghostly light,in the ghostly light.
Brave Worraland went one grey nightfall
(A woi! woi!) where the grim rocks frown;
he came no more to the camps at all
(Skies dark, and the moon low down).
As we came up by the gully side
(Deep dusk, and the moon low down)
A Dingo whined and a Curlew cried
and the reeds replied as in hushed affright
where tall brae Worraland screamed and died
in the ghostly light, in the ghostly light.
For the Thing lurks there in the haunted place
(A woi! woi!) where the pool is brown,
where lost ones vanish and leave no trace
(Day dead, and the moon low down).
Of, go not by near the bunyip's lair
(Stars dim, and the moon low down)
or tip-toe past and beware, beware
the dark pool snare and be set for flight,
for things of terror have happened there
in the ghostly light, in the ghostly light
and in the gunyas we crouch and hark
(A woi! woi!) where the dead men drown
The monster's bellow across the dark
(Stars gone, and the moon low down).
poem by James Martin Devaney
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The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face
The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the night and the empty skies my love
To the night and the empty skies
The first time ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth turn in my hand
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was there at my command my love
That was there at my command
The first time ever I lay with you
And felt your heart beat close to mine
I thought our joy would fill the earth
And would last 'till the end of time my love
And would last 'till the end of time
The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the night and the empty skies my love
To the night and the empty skies
song performed by by Celine Dion from All The Way... A Decade Of Song
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The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face
The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the night and the empty skies my love
To the night and the empty skies
The first time ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth turn in my hand
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was there at my command my love
That was there at my command
The first time ever I lay with you
And felt your heart beat close to mine
I thought our joy would fill the earth
And would last till the end of time my love
And would last till the end of time
The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the night and the empty skies my love
To the night and the empty skies
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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The First Time I Ever Saw Your Face
The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the night and the empty skies my love
To the night and the empty skies
The first time ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth turn in my hand
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was there at my command my love
That was there at my command
The first time ever I lay with you
And felt your heart beat close to mine
I thought our joy would fill the earth
And would last till the end of time my love
And would last till the end of time
The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the night and the empty skies my love
To the night and the empty skies
song performed by by Celine Dion
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Just Think!
Just think! some night the stars will gleam
Upon a cold, grey stone,
And trace a name with silver beam,
And lo! 'twill be your own.
That night is speeding on to greet
Your epitaphic rhyme.
Your life is but a little beat
Within the heart of Time.
A little gain, a little pain,
A laugh, lest you may moan;
A little blame, a little fame,
A star-gleam on a stone.
poem by Robert William Service
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Intense Warrior
A companion of the stars and the moon
The great-horned owl flies within the forest
All his feathers are speechless in the night
Persisting as the warrior he is
When he stares at you with his yellow eyes
There's a phantom strangeness surrounding him
And when you look back into that owl's face
You know he is looking into your soul
No one can predict the owl's train of thought
Through the years of hunting in the shadows
This intense warrior restrains his voice
He knows not to speak often in the night
Living amongst the trees, the great-horned owl
Braves the night and befriends the satrs and moon
A fierce hunter flying in a fierce world
How thunderous the silence of his wings
poem by Nate Flying Owl
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Nothin New Under The Moon
Nowhere to go.
All night took everything.
Another nice try with mr. wrong.
Late night tv on my horizon.
National anthem and Im barely hangin on.
Just a typical saturday night.
Feeling like the rest of my life.
There was nothing new under the moon.
Same old dance, same old tune.
Just wishes on stars that never came true.
Just one more night to get through.
But there was nothing new under the moon, til you.
Hey what a change.
Hey what a concept.
Heres a true heart wanting mine.
News flash! whod ever thought you could
Have the same feeling at the very same time?
Look at what your loves doing to me.
I cant believe I used to believe
That there was nothing new under the moon.
Same old dance, same old tune.
Just wishes on stars that never came true.
Just one more night to get through.
There was nothing new under the moon, til you.
Nothin new under the moon
Same old dance, same old tune.
Just wishes on stars that never came true.
Just one more night to get through.
There was nothing new under the moon, til you.
Nothin new under the moon, til you.
There was nothing new under the moon, til you.
Nothin new, til you.
There was nothing new under the moon, til you.
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
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Daybreak In The Desert
No cheerful note of bird in leafy bower,
No glistening water dancing in the light,
No dewdrop trembling on some modest flower,
No early cock to crow farewell to-night.
Only a greater stillness in the air,
Save for hot sighs of desert-heated breath,
Only the stars, ceasing their sleepless stare,
Only the east, rose-flushing, fresh from death.
All the wide plain, hid ’neath the waning round
Of a tired moon, grew dimly into view;
With a dull haze hung on its furthest bound,
Then sprang the sun into the steely blue.
poem by Ernest Favenc
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Syndicated Emotions
Go ahead:
Laugh laugh laugh.
It's all so funny.
Doesn't it remind you of home?
Doesn't it remind you of that one time?
It was like
Yeah, it was like
A similar something
I don't remember,
But I'm sure mom and pop have done things like that before.
Man, it's amazing how they replicate my life,
But, oh, wow, it's so much more engrossing.
More than likely well-written.
So I just:
Clap clap clap,
Opening a can of applause
For them to fork out onto my proverbial plate
Of the senses.
It's such a good time.
Remembering.
Thinking fondly.
Reminiscing back on all those
Syndicated emotions.
I'm glowing to see the box glowing.
All this glowing keeps me warm
And helps me to sleep at night.
It's my fucking night light.
It makes me:
Smile smile smile.
I'm so happy right now
To tune in and let the world tune out.
I watch the narrative arc
Lattice over the lucid plain
Of my loosely-based reality.
It's all an adaptation
Of what should be,
Of what could be,
God damn, it's what we would be—
A show,
A fiction,
That which is not.
My God, how I wish it was!
I wish I was scripted.
I wish I had the punch-lines
To bruise the guts
Of the breathless and hysteric people
As they are pummeled by bouts
Of explosive laughter.
Go ahead:
Laugh laugh laugh.
I'm sure it will
Keep you from crying.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Culver Moon
I live in a small town . . . deep in la
About five miles north of where the lakers play
Everybody heres from someplace else
Working all together just like santas elves
Baby, culver me
And Ill culver you
When the streets are shining with the smoggy dew
When the lights are glowing with the mists of june
And the whole world is lit up by the culver moon
Baby dont worry bout angelyne
She aint the prettiest thing Ive ever seen
Nothing she wears ever fits her right
And her complexion is just a little too tight
And the way she looks down from so high above
Makes me think the poor childs never been in love
Baby, culver me
And Ill culver you
When the streets are shining with the smoggy dew
When the lights are glowing with the mists of june
And the whole world is lit up by the culver moon
Baby Im going to love you til the stars come down
til they park their limos and they walk to town
til the l.a. river overflows its banks
til the whole alternative nation bows its knobby head in thanks
til the fish are jumping in ballona creek
til the earth is inherited by the meek
Baby, culver me
And Ill culver you
When the streets are shining with the smoggy dew
When the lights are glowing with the mists of june
And the whole world is illuminated by the culver moon
Under the rainbow and behind versailles
From the aisles of fedco to the 405
From mgm to veterans park
Way down at chippendales fumblin in the dark
Where the ghostly specter of howard hughes
Hovers in the smoke of a thousand bar-b-ques
Baby, culver me
And Ill culver you
When the streets are shining with the smoggy dew
When the lights are glowing with the mists of june
And the whole world is lit up by the culver moon
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Going To The Other Side
Going to the other side of the world
I watch the diverse skies and lands;
On a night the stars are glowing
As they are creation’s lamps, near or far.
It is different on this part of the world,
Feeding is a frenzy, animals lurk somewhere;
I also have to search, since the land is sumptuous,
For the lands are delicious, as they grow fruit.
The world is nearer to the stars than you think,
They disappear when the sun reigns with its glory;
I have seen the world, night and day, by travelling
In the wide-world, the fuel needed is tremendous.
Many citizens and natives I have met,
Filling the streets as time goes by,
Making statements for their daily tasks,
And working to pay their rent.
This side of the world cries for exploration,
If I only do not explore the other side as well
For then time is not enough to satisfy the life
And so bring quality of life - worthwhile!
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Ghost Ship.
Behold her on the silent sea,
Yon vessel like a spirit there!
Moved in a dream's reality,
As if she trod the air.
None can tell from what creek or bay
She sailed out, or by night or day;
They watch her like a vision gone
Over the sea's oblivion.
And, lo! she fades a spectre thin,
Part of the moonlight and the sea;
As if the waves and stars met in
A moment's phantasy!
Or is it they stand hushed apart
And listen to her breathing heart,
As if the ghostly pulses stirred
To the voice of a faery bird.
A bird that chaunts somewhere between
The waters and the starry skies
A mystic song of what has been
Seen not of human eyes
Since when the world grew into birth,
And the white Moon enamoured Earth:
And she as in a vision gone
Moves to the music on — and on.
poem by Robert Crawford
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Mind Train
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Oh, ooh, oh, oh,
Dub-dub train,
Dub-dub train, dub train, dub train, dub.
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub train, dub, dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Dub, dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Oh, oh, ah, ah.
I thought of killing that man,
Oh, oh, dub-dub train passed through my mind.
Oh, oh.
33 windows shining,
33 windows shining like, shining like, shining like a...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, oh, oh,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, oh, oh,...
Shining the clouds, shining the trees,
Shining empty buildings, shining empty buildings, shining my mind.
Dub-dub, dub-dub, passed many signs, passed many towns,
Ooh, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub train, oh, train, dub, oh, oh,...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, train, ooh, pain, train, oh.
I thought of killing that man,
I thought of killing that man.
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub train passed through my mind,
Train passed through my mind, oh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh train, oh, train.
33 windows shining through my mind,
Shining through my...ooh
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, dub-dub,
Ooh, ooh,
Dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Oh, the dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Passed through my mind, ooh, ooh....
Oh, train, dub train,
Dub-dub, oh, dub-dub, oh.
Oh, oh,...
I thought of killing, i thought of killing that man.
A-dub-dub train, oh, oh, train, train, train, train,
Oh, oh, oh...
Train, train, dub-dub-dub-dub train, dub-dub.
Shining the clouds, shining the trees,
Shining empty buildings, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine -
33 windows, 33 windows shining like a...
Shine, shine, shine.
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, oh...
Passed many signs, passed many signs,
Oh, yes, yes, dub-dub, oh, yes,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, oh,...
Dub-dub, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub, dub, dub, dub-dub, dub-dub,
Ooh, 33 windows, 33, 33, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, passed through my mind,
A dub-dub train, a dub-dub train, ooh, ooh, ooh...
Dub! ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub!
Dub, dub-dub, dub, dub-dub, dub-dub-dub-dub train,
Train, pain, train, pain, dub-dub train
Passed through my mind, dub-dub train passed...
Through my mind.
I thought of killing that man, killing that man,
Dub-dub train passed through my mind, ooh, ooh...
Passed through my mind, passed many signs, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub train passed through my mind, oh, passed...
Through my mind, ooh, dub-dub train, oh, train,
Oh, oh, oh...
I thought of killing that man,
I thought of killing that man, oh, oh...
Dub-dub train, dub-dub train passed through my mind, ah, ah...
Oh yeah, oh, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub train, dub train, train, train, train, train,
Train, train, train, train, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Train, train, train, train, dub-dub, dub-dub train,
Train, train, train, train, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, train, ooh...
Dub train, dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, ooh... dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Ooh...ooh...ooh...
Train, train, train, train, ooh, ooh, train,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub...
I thought of killing that man,
I thought of killing that man, man, dub-dub,
Dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub.
Dub! dub!
Ooh, ooh, ooh...
Train, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, train.
Ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh...
Train, train, train.
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh...
Ah ooh, ah ooh, ah ooh, ah ooh...
Dub-dub!
Dub, dub, dub, dub, dub, dub, dub...
Ah ooh, ah ooh...
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Mind Train
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Oh, ooh, oh, oh,
Dub-dub train,
Dub-dub train, dub train, dub train, dub.
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub train, dub, dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Dub, dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Oh, oh, ah, ah.
I thought of killing that man,
Oh, oh, dub-dub train passed through my mind.
Oh, oh.
33 windows shining,
33 windows shining like, shining like, shining like a...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, oh, oh,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, oh, oh,...
Shining the clouds, shining the trees,
Shining empty buildings, shining empty buildings, shining my mind.
Dub-dub, dub-dub, passed many signs, passed many towns,
Ooh, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub train, oh, train, dub, oh, oh,...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, train, ooh, pain, train, oh.
I thought of killing that man,
I thought of killing that man.
Dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub train passed through my mind,
Train passed through my mind, oh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh train, oh, train.
33 windows shining through my mind,
Shining through my...ooh
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, dub-dub,
Ooh, ooh,
Dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Oh, the dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Passed through my mind, ooh, ooh....
Oh, train, dub train,
Dub-dub, oh, dub-dub, oh.
Oh, oh,...
I thought of killing, i thought of killing that man.
A-dub-dub train, oh, oh, train, train, train, train,
Oh, oh, oh...
Train, train, dub-dub-dub-dub train, dub-dub.
Shining the clouds, shining the trees,
Shining empty buildings, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine -
33 windows, 33 windows shining like a...
Shine, shine, shine.
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, oh...
Passed many signs, passed many signs,
Oh, yes, yes, dub-dub, oh, yes,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, oh, oh,...
Dub-dub, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub, dub, dub, dub-dub, dub-dub,
Ooh, 33 windows, 33, 33, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, passed through my mind,
A dub-dub train, a dub-dub train, ooh, ooh, ooh...
Dub! ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub!
Dub, dub-dub, dub, dub-dub, dub-dub-dub-dub train,
Train, pain, train, pain, dub-dub train
Passed through my mind, dub-dub train passed...
Through my mind.
I thought of killing that man, killing that man,
Dub-dub train passed through my mind, ooh, ooh...
Passed through my mind, passed many signs, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub train passed through my mind, oh, passed...
Through my mind, ooh, dub-dub train, oh, train,
Oh, oh, oh...
I thought of killing that man,
I thought of killing that man, oh, oh...
Dub-dub train, dub-dub train passed through my mind, ah, ah...
Oh yeah, oh, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub train, dub train, train, train, train, train,
Train, train, train, train, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Train, train, train, train, dub-dub, dub-dub train,
Train, train, train, train, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh, train, ooh...
Dub train, dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, ooh... dub-dub, ooh, ooh...
Ooh...ooh...ooh...
Train, train, train, train, ooh, ooh, train,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub...
I thought of killing that man,
I thought of killing that man, man, dub-dub,
Dub-dub train passed through my mind,
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub.
Dub! dub!
Ooh, ooh, ooh...
Train, ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, train.
Ooh, ooh...
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh...
Train, train, train.
Dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, dub-dub, ooh...
Ah ooh, ah ooh, ah ooh, ah ooh...
Dub-dub!
Dub, dub, dub, dub, dub, dub, dub...
Ah ooh, ah ooh...
song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Night Sky
The Night Sky
Stars Were So Bright In The Nights Dark Sky
The Little Lights That Lit Up The Black Spots In Space
Stars That We Wondered In
And Saw Many Wonderful Things
Like The Many Stars That Are Out There...
How There Are So Many Lights In The Night Sky...
How The Night Sky Could Look So Great
In Only Black And White
The Same Thing, The Same Looks..
Yet So Many Objects And Point Outs Of Our Imagination
Oh, How The Night Sky
When We Look On about Its The Same Sky We See When We're Away From Each other
The Same Crescent Moon, The Same Stars
The Same Look Outs That Remind Me Of You.
poem by Gabina Gomez
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Winter Evening
To-night the very horses springing by
Toss gold from whitened nostrils. In a dream
The streets that narrow to the westward gleam
Like rows of golden palaces; and high
From all the crowded chimneys tower and die
A thousand aureoles. Down in the west
The brimming plains beneath the sunset rest,
One burning sea of gold. Soon, soon shall fly
The glorious vision, and the hours shall feel
A mightier master; soon from height to height,
With silence and the sharp unpitying stars,
Stern creeping frosts, and winds that touch like steel,
Out of the depth beyond the eastern bars,
Glittering and still shall come the awful night.
poem by Archibald Lampman
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