His Dream
The rustle of leaves,
The patter of tiny feet,
The whisper of the river,
The stillness of the air,
The squeak of little creatures,
The flap of feathered wings.
These are the things
That surround him.
He gazes beyond his world
And wonders how
These beauties came to be.
Everything is music to him,
Though not to us all.
Some say that he is insane,
That he doesn't hink straight,
But they don't understand
The ways of his mind.
He dreams of days
Where everyone would enjoy
The simple bliss of life itself.
He dreams of a world
Where all that we hear is music,
A world much like his own,
But where there is no heartache.
poem by Zoe Guillory
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Music's Place
Music may not make the world go ‘round
But you will never really be alive
If it doesn't orbit your world
Music exists in every corner of the world
In that sense music doesn't have a place
But everywhere you go there is a place for music
Music is the great connector of the world
One's language is not a barrier for communicating
For music is universal and all instruments get along
Music is not a necessity, unless you are a musician
But life without music is almost unthinkable
On second thought, maybe music does make the world turn
poem by Paul H Nelson
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Music and lyrics
Its music that wakes me up to a shiny day
Even if it’s dull like shades of gray
Its music that makes every day a “special day”
Even for the least unexpected way
Its music that gives me life like the sun
Even if my world refuses to take spun
Its music that wields me to strive and run
Even if my body takes on a million pun
Its music that serves as my “guiding light”
Even through the coldest, darkest of all the night
Its music takes a stand for me to fight
Even if everyone seems nowhere in sight
Its music that serves as my only inspiration
Even if the world doesn’t even bother for such reason
Its music that takes me to a world full of imagination
Even if everyone seems to bliss me off to harsh realization
Its music that permits my love take such progress
Even if everyone seems happy to see me oppress
Its music that I will forever stand up for such prowess
Even if it has taken as a promise to you my Goddess…
poem by Kaizer Phanton
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The Music
The music flows through me
its with me everyday
the melodies flit through my mind
I can never them out of my head
It never leaves
but thats OK
you see,
I don’t mind
not one bit
because without my beautiful music
I would be nothing
I would be a hallow shell
I would look the same
but without my music
I am dead inside
Oh, the world will go on
but my own personal world
will end
so I pray that my music,
the music in my head,
never leaves
poem by Lilinoe Hall
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Flightless Bird
My world is caged in,
I can not fly away,
I can not soar in the clouds,
With the wind and the angels.
I am a flightless bird with clipped wings.
I sit here day in and day out,
I watch so many people coming in and going out,
They stay here so happy so proud,
And they leave again without any care in the world.
I am a flightless bird with clipped wings.
I remember each face,
I remember them all saying hi waiting for a reply of hello,
They don’t understand how it feels,
They don’t understand what it’s like.
To be a flightless bird with clipped wings.
Wings tucked and head held high I sit here,
I wear a smile on my face and I keep myself beautiful and happy,
But inside all I can see are the bars that surround me,
I can’t get past them I can only sit.
I am a flightless bird with clipped wings.
My world is a room full of people myself the center of attention,
Although I should not complain for this is my life,
And I make them smile I make the children laugh and look in my eyes,
And sometimes they look into my eyes and see my world through my eyes.
They know I am a flightless bird with clipped wings.
They’ll stand and watch me as I walk around in my cage,
They’ll be there with me and try to understand.
Then they’ll have to leave and they’ll look over their shoulders.,
And they look into my eyes one last time,
Before they fly away into the world to bring back stories for the flightless bird with clipped wings,
They are my connection to the world,
They show me what they see through their eyes,
They show me wonders and beauties of a world I’ve never seen,
They are my window to the outside,
In their mind I can be a flightless bird in a world of wonder and of flight.
I am only a small bird in a cage that sits in a hotel,
Sits and watches as the world around me fly’s by,
I wait for the occasional stranger who looks into my eyes with knowing,
Maybe a person who is like me like a flightless bird in a cage,
They are my wings, the wings of a flightless bird who’s wings are clipped.
I sit in my own world and watch as it all moves by,
Day after day I watch and I say what is expected of me,
I sit in my world and I go on my own steady journey,
A journey in which I am a silent observer,
A flightless bird with clipped wings in a world of ever changing skies.
By: Bethany Maxwell
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Add Some Music
The sunday mornin' gospel goes good with the soul
There's blues, folk, and country, and rock like a rollin' stone
The world could come together as one
If everybody under the sun
Add some music to your day
(Add some music add some add some music to your day)
A bob didit a bop didit
You'll hear it while you're walkin' by a neighbor's home
You'll hear it faintly in the distance when you're on the phone
You're sittin' in a dentist's chair
And they've got music for you there
To add some music
(Add some music add some add some music to your)
To your day
A bob didit a bop didit
Add some music music everywhere (add some music)
Add some add some add some add some music (add some music)
Your doctor knows it keeps you calm
Your preacher adds it to his psalms
So add some music
(Add some music add some add some music to your)
To your day
Music
(Add some music add some music)
When you're alone
(Add some music add some music)
Is like a companion
(Add some music add some music)
For your lonely soul
Oo oo oo woo oo woo oo oo oo oooo
When day is over (when day is over)
I close my tired eyes (I close my tired)
Music is in my soul
At a movie you can feel it touching your heart
And on every day of the summertime
You'll hear children chasing ice cream carts
They'll play it on your wedding day
There must be 'bout a million ways
To add some music
(Add some music add some add some music to your)
To your day
Add some music to your day
Add some music to your day
Add some music to your day
Add some music to your day
Add some music to your day
song performed by by Beach Boys
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In The Real World
(jennings/kerr)
In dreams we do so many things
We set aside the rules we know
And fly the world so high
In great and shining rings
If only we could always live in dreams
If only we could make of life
What, in dreams, it seems
But in the real world
We must say our goodbyes
No matter if the love will live
It will never die
In the real world
There are things that we cant change
And endings come to us
In ways that we cant rearrange
I love you, and you love me
But sometimes we must let it be
In the real world
In the real world
When we were dreaming heart to heart
I wish that we had stayed right there
For when the dreamers do awake
The dreams do disappear
In the real world
There are things that we cant change
And endings come to us
In ways that we cant rearrange
I love you, and you love me
But sometimes we must let it be
In the real world
In the real world
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Dream Of Olwen
we like to be in their gossamer world
leaves falling like the notes of this classical music
riding with the wind and making this world so light and
pleasing to the senses
the ears that hear the dance of the flowers
the eyes that see the breaths of the buds
i have new feet i have new dreams now
the dream of Olwen
i am dancing i am stretching my hands in praise
to life! to eternity! to sweet memories!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Journey Of Music
music is all around the world
in cultures, holidays, everyday activities
but music is also in your mind
when i listen to music i think about life in different ways depending on the mood of the song
i imagine myself in a different perspective
music is a journey, music is a message, to all music is their life
poem by Luke Weinberg
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What Is Music
What is music?
What is music?
Is music the languages that shoot out of my mouth and speak in silence?
Is music the moving of my lip according to my mind command?
What is music?
Music is the one two word that my mind put together in my mouth
Music is the airs that escape a snap of my violence teeth
Music is the wisdom sound my mind and mouth produce
Music is the combine sound that entertain my ear drum
What is music?
Music is a simple sound I verbalize to state my joyful soul
Music is the jingle that loosen my soul in time of desire
Music is the sounds that launch me to a free world
Music is the spirit that struggle in me
What is music?
Music is the sound I scream from my mouth to a free humanity
Music is a one two word I yell
Music is the lyric I cry to express my mental mind,
My beating heart
My jumping feet
My shouting soul
My sweating body
What is music?
Music is the rhythm of my voice, what is music? ?
poem by Robert Otim
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Simple Pleasures
The simple pleasures in life are best.
Spending time with speacial freinds.
Letting them know that they depend.
You'll always be there to defend.
Taking time to sit and think.
To ponder how great the world can be.
Sit and read while drinking tea.
It's all a splendid treat for me.
A peaceful walk down in the park.
Taking in it's gorgeous spark.
The precious wonders are so stark.
Listening to music that gives you hope.
These simple pleasures are what I need.
So life doesn't grow tired and boring.
Enjoy them all because life is short.
Cherish these things inside your heart.
poem by Michael McParland
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Music For Lovers
There is music for lovers
that resounds
in the sound
of a sigh.
And there's music for lovers
in the hush-a-bye dreams
of a child.
When the whole world discovers
that love's the only thing worthwhile.
There'll be music for everyone
and the whole world will smile.
In the willow tree
Made for you and me
there's a silver symphony of birds.
When the poets rhyme
in the summer time
you'll hear melodies
in the world.
And there is music for lovers
that resounds
in the sound
of a sigh.
And there's music for lovers
When you look at the face
Of you child.
When the whole world discovers
that love is the only thing worthwhile
there'll be music for everyone
and the whole world will smile.
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Music can tell a story
I hear the music
Music is love
Music is life
Music can tell a story
Music cheers
But also brings memories
What's so special about music?
When I listen to music it takes me'
to another world.
Music is my passion
Music soothes the soul
Music can take away the pain
Our life is music.
Music inspires me
The music flows through me
Do you hear it?
The beats of music.
Come dance with me tonight.
Maria Luisa Taylor
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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Beneath Your Feet
Everyday we go outside,
to enjoy the world out there,
but we never think about,
the world beneath our feet.
It maybe tiny and microscopic,
with creatures that make some shiver.
This world is in a way
similar to the one we live in.
There are dramas there
as each creature struggles to survive.
So the next time you go
out into the garden,
stop for a moment and wonder,
at all the dramas being played out there.
The dramas of life and death,
that is just beneath your feet.
poem by David Harris
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Add Some Music To Your Day
The sunday mornin gospel goes good with the soul
Theres blues, folk, and country, and rock like a rollin stone
The world could come together as one
If everybody under the sun
Add some music to your day
(add some music add some add some music to your day)
A bob didit a bop didit
Youll hear it while youre walkin by a neighbors home
Youll hear it faintly in the distance when youre on the phone
Youre sittin in a dentists chair
And theyve got music for you there
To add some music
(add some music add some add some music to your)
To your day
A bob didit a bop didit
Add some music music everywhere (add some music)
Add some add some add some add some music (add some music)
Your doctor knows it keeps you calm
Your preacher adds it to his psalms
So add some music
(add some music add some add some music to your)
To your day
Music
(add some music add some music)
When youre alone
(add some music add some music)
Is like a companion
(add some music add some music)
For your lonely soul
Oo oo oo woo oo woo oo oo oo oooo
When day is over (when day is over)
I close my tired eyes (I close my tired)
Music is in my soul
At a movie you can feel it touching your heart
And on every day of the summertime
Youll hear children chasing ice cream carts
Theyll play it on your wedding day
There must be bout a million ways
To add some music
(add some music add some add some music to your)
To your day
Add some music to your day
Add some music to your day
Add some music to your day
Add some music to your day
Add some music to your day
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Christmas Tiny Feet
don't you hear that beat of little tiny feet
tiny feet running across the floor
tiny feet at your door
to hear the pitter patter of those feet on christmas morn
and the twinkle in their eyes
seeing that expression of surprise
as they open up all their gifts that they put on their christmas list
this is one of the few things that make all the heartaches worth while
when you see their beautiful smile.
christmas is a day to rejoice the birth of our king
who has given us all these things.
so as we share this day with our children
let us remember who gave us this day
and thank him in every way.
rejoice in the birth of our new born king
for he is everything.
he has given us the pitter patter of tiny feet
and has made our lives complete.
poem by Louis Rams
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The End
Matadors, monkeys, a million balloons
As we walk through the sea to the sand
Knowing full well that we're perfectly tuned
As we skip through our hearts hand in hand
Will Jenny be older
Will music be heard
Will we all meet again
At the end of the world
No sense in fooling, we're covered in dreams
Having too much fun flying to land
Floating waist high in ten colours of green
We're so small but we feel oh so grand
Will Jenny be older
Will music be heard
Will we all meet again
At the end of the world
End of the world
Will Jenny be older
Will music be heard
Will we all meet again
At the end of the world
The end of the world
On tuesday
The end of the world
Pop goes the world
The end of the world
In the name of angels
Pop goes the world
On Tuesday
The end of the world
The real world
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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Mad world
In a mad world
Light always breeds greater darkness
In a mad world
Only silence speaks the truth
In a mad world
Echoes of benignity and hatred
Travel still
Where there is no rift
Between hope and despair
In a mad world
One dreams of its life
And lives on its dreams
In a mad world
Ghosts in flesh and bones
Seek immortality
While ethereal Gods
Wander in vain
In a mad world
Time has mislaid the hours
In a mad world
Red-tailed hawks sink
In the sky
In a mad world
The moon sometimes
Mourns the days
In a mad world...
In a mad world
Only the mad are sane...
poem by Damabiah 777
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To Look At The World Again
TO LOOK AT THE WORLD AGAIN
To look at the world again
To see and name
Each kind of different thing
To surround it with words
And try to capture it
As it slips away
To paint in words
To write music
To make one vast description of ‘what is’ in words.
All these are unreal dreams
Someone else must realize-
I have my own small world of feelings
I return to again and again
My little universe of fears and loves.
Outside great and far beyond any nearness I can seem
The world goes on
While I can only
Write
Inside.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Music In Our Hearts
Music in our bones music in our hearts
Music in the air singing from a lark,
Sailing ‘cross the river moon
Beethoven sends dreams of the sonatas swoon,
Chopin lulls the senses, for applause,
Snowdrops ring the dainty bells cause
Daffodils start their famous dance,
With a Strauss waltz wafting a lilting breeze of trance
Music in our bones music in our hearts
Music in the air singing from a lark.
Memories of a T S Elliot poem find
Greatness to flow from Andrew Lloyd’s mind.
To drowned us in dreams of falling leaves,
Then Mozart lifts our souls up to the eaves,
His magic his mighty requiem of love
His music to God of all rises far above.
Music in our bones music in our hearts,
Music in the air singing from a lark.
poem by Ken e Hall
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Where The Birds Always Sing
The world is neither fair nor unfair
The idea is just a way for us to understand
But the world is neither fair nor unfair
So one survives
The others die
And you always want a reason why
But the world is neither just nor unjust
It's just us trying to feel that there's some sense in it
No, the world is neither just nor unjust
And though going young
So much undone
Is a tragedy for everyone
It doesn't speak a plan or any secret thing
No unseen sign or untold truth in anything...
But living on in others, in memories and dreams
Is not enough
You want everything
Another world where the sun always shines
And the birds always sing
Always sing...
The world is neither fair nor unfair
The idea is just a way for us to understand
No the world is neither fair nor unfair
So some survive
And others die
And you always want a reason why
But the world is neither just nor unjust
It's just us trying to feel that there's some sense in it
No, the world is neither just nor unjust
And though going young
So much undone
Is a tragedy for everyone
It doesn't mean there has to be a way of things
No special sense that hidden hands are pulling strings
But living on in others, in memories and dreams
Is not enough
And it never is
You always want so much more than this...
An endless sense of soul and an eternity of love
A sweet mother down below and a just father above
For living on in others, in memories and dreams
Is not enough
You want everything
Another world
Where the birds always sing
Another world
Where the sun always shines
Another world
Where nothing ever dies...
song performed by by Cure
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