Its Like Reaching For The Moon
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Its like reaching for the moon
Its like reaching for the sun
Its like reaching for the stars
Reaching for you
Youre so far above me
How can I expect than an angel to
Its so refined as you are
Its like flying without wings
Playing fiddle without strings
And a million other things
No one can do
No, my hopes are slender
In my secret heart I pray youll surrender soon
No, its like reaching for the moon
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Like A Circling Way
This moment is going on to the dust
Turning around each every must
Reaching its time
That came together and is now going
On to the sideways of their flowing
Reaching its time
Something, like a circling way
Reaching its time
This moment is borrowed from something
That never will come here again
In its time
Billows of oceans never the same
Burning on burning in their flame
In its time
Something, like a circling way
Reaching its time
Something, like a circling way
Reaching its time
In its time, time, time
Ways to the sea are reaching the heart
Oceans of occasion were they did start
Love songs of airways in their rampart
Every dream is giving its stream
Flowing motions that endlessly seem
Reaching its time
In its time
Every time is different from it all
As days comes clear in and fall
Getting away and deliver
Wherever there are moments of call
In its time
Something, like a circling way
Reaching its time
Something, like a circling way
Reaching its time
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Wild Roses
Flowers bloom
toward the sky
Reaching tall
Reaching high
to touch the endless
endless sky
Reaching tall
until they die
Thorny touch
lover's sigh
A field of roses
where they lie
Eyes towards
the starry sky
Reaching tall
Reaching high
Reaching until
until they die
In grassy meadow
there they lie
Hands apart
beneath the sky
Starlight shines
on silent eyes
that softly speak
their muted cries
On a bed of roses
there they lie
Reaching until
Until...
poem by Aron Heroux
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Reaching For The Moon
The moon and you appear to be
So near and yet so far from me
And here am I on a night in june
Reaching for the moon and you,
I wonder if well ever meet
My song of love is incomplete
Im just the words, looking for the tune
Reaching for the moon and you.
Im just the words, looking for the tune
Reaching for the moon and you.
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Reaching For The Moon
The moon and you appear to be
So near and yet so far from me
And here am I on a night in june
Reaching for the moon and you,
I wonder if well ever meet
My song of love is incomplete
Im just the words, looking for the tune
Reaching for the moon and you.
Im just the words, looking for the tune
Reaching for the moon and you.
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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Reaching Out
See how the child reaches out instinctively
To feel how fire will feel.
See how the man reaches out instinctively
For what he cannot have.
The pull and the push of it all.
Reaching out for the hand.
Reaching out for the hand that smacked.
Reaching out for that hand to hold.
Reaching out for the star.
Reaching out for the star that explodes.
Reaching out for mama.
See how the flower leans instinctively
Toward the light.
See how the heart reaches out instinctively
For no reason but to touch.
The pull and the push of it all.
Reaching out for the hand
Reaching out for the hand that smacked
Reaching out for that hand to hold.
Reaching out for the star.
Reaching out for the star that explodes.
Reaching out for mama.
(cant we see...)
Reaching out for mama.
song performed by by Kate Bush
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Bare-Limbed Tree
summer gone to dog days,
autumn approaches on a
strange wind....
i long to watch the leaves turn,
and fall, tiny love stories
that no one else can see.
and the sound the bare-limbed
tree makes... reaching for the sky,
reaching through winter for
the spring....
the smell of woodsmoke,
coffee and brandy by the fire...
a thousand memories turned
to brown, lost to eternal moments,
i am that bare-limbed tree!
reaching for the sky, reaching
for another spring.... reaching
through death, reaching for you!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A lot of Republicans are white Christians, but the Republican Party is reaching out to Hispanics, and reaching out to blacks, and reaching out to Asians.
quote by Susan Estrich
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Plantation Boy
Lots of people walk about proud and free
Lift up your head start looking around
Theres a brandnew feeling of liberty
Like a clear bell thats starting to sound
Plantation boy
Cmon and get going
Yesterdays chains have broken in two
Plantation boy
The new move is growing
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you
Plantation boy
Plantation boy
Lots of smiling faces for you to meet
So many hands to help you along
Just shake off the mud that weighs down your feet
If you stand tall you just cant go wrong
Plantation boy
Cmon and get going
Yesterdays chains have broken in two
Plantation boy
The new move is growing
Reaching the hills, the valleys and you
Plantation boy
Plantation boy
Years of picking cotton for little pay
Living alone in some wooden shack
Sweating in the heat of a summers day
This is all over, you wont come back
Plantation boy
Cmon and get going
Yesterdays chains have broken in two
Plantation boy
The new move is growing
Reaching the hills, the valleys and you
Plantation boy
Plantation boy
Plantation boy
Cmon and get going
Yesterdays chains have broken in two
Plantation boy
The new move is growing
Reaching the hills, the valleys and you
Plantation boy
Plantation boy
Plantation boy
Plantation boy
Wherever you may go
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
song performed by by Boney M.
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Firefly.
I'm reaching out.
Lonely flower in the breeze.
A refugee on their knees.
For the lost page
Of our book.
A happy ending
Someone took.
Reaching out.
For a shell
To hear the sea.
A bell
That tolls for me.
I'm a single fallen leaf
In a churchyard of empty grief.
Searching
Silhouettes of the blind.
Dancing
Pirouettes of a crippled mind.
I'm reaching out.
For the moon.
And his stars,
That he has strewn.
Like precious dice
To entice
Us gamblers of love.
Who look above
For our dreams to appear.
Fading in the atmosphere.
Parading a raging sky.
Yet I
Reach out.
For an angel
Of time gone by.
Who sang my soul a lullaby.
Igniting
My heart with her spark.
Like a Firefly,
In the dark.
poem by Kevin East
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Shelter
Just come softly to me
I the shelter of my heart
I watch you from my window, working this vicious road
You shudder when the wind blows,
Girl youre looking beat and cold
Dont know your situation, but you look so alone to me
In my imagination this is how the message reads
(reaching out for youre love, for youre love babe)
Just come softly to me,
(reaching out.. calling out for youre love, for youre love babe)
In the shelter of my heart
Trust my intuition youre the one Ive got to know
I give without condition wouldnt try to save youre soul
Money or reputation doesnt mean a thing to me
Special communication its the only thing we need
Reaching out... calling out
Just come softly to me
Calling out... hear me now
In the shelter of my heat
(reaching out.. calling out for yore love, for youre love babe)
Calling out... hear me now
Just come softly to me
(calling out.. calling out for youre love babe)
Hear me now... do you read me?
In the shelter of my heart.
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Here is no hurt to feel
Here is safe for lips unsealed
In the shelter of my heart
Reaching out, for your love, for your love babe
(just come softly to me)
Reaching out, calling out for your love, for your love babe
(in the shelter of my heart)
(chorus)
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Song - Sea of Sand
You sent me to the moon
Across a silent sea of sand
I was reaching for your hand
But you were standing on a hill
You launched me to the moon
Across the wind between the stars
I was reaching through the sand
But I was fading out of view
I was just a photograph
An old fading black and white
Taken by a passer-by
When the sun was out of sight
You sent me to the moon
I caught the desolation bus
There was no-one there but us
I saw your shadow on the sand
You sent me to the moon
Down every road we’ve ever walked
Every place we strayed or talked
When we were higher than the wind
I went searching all the stars
Between the avenues and bars
You were everywhere I went
In a different universe
You sent me to the moon
Across the frozen wastes of old
Where the howling wind blew cold
Where I lost you in the snow
You sent me to the moon
Although I didn’t want to know
But I built myself a home
Between the rainbow and the stones
I was frozen to the bone
In the icy wind of truth
I was free and on my own
In my castle on the moon
You sent me to the moon
Across a silent sea of sand
I was reaching for your hand
But you were standing on a hill
(Thanks to Tailor Bell for 'higher than the wind')
Crossing Over
(on the cant stop lovin you cd single)
I reach across to the other side
To make contact with you
Golden slumber, you fill my dreams
When [and? ] I make contact with you, oh
Dont ask me why Im crossing over
Oh, crossing over
Sammy: eddie:
I never got to ? whats it all about?
Really know you is there a way... out...
The way I want to now outta here
So many things i... Im like the rest;
I didnt tell you seeking an answer
I wanna tell you now
Tell me why, oh lord but why, why, why, why?
Youre crossing over why? why?
(I gotta bring you back... to see your face)
Oh, crossing over
(I wanna hear you call my name, [to] feel your touch)
Reaching out, reaching out
(hear your voice again)
(to hear your voice again)
Crossing over
(to feel your touch)
Reaching out
(to feel you)
Crossing over
(to feel)
Crossing over
(to feel)
Reaching out, reaching out
Crossing over
song performed by by Van Halen
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Luritja Way
There's no highway to luritja way
I listen I listen for it now.
There's no turnoff to luritja way
one moment one moment for me please.
I'm reaching out for you across a thousand years
I'm reaching out for you.
Joining the dots at luritja way
there is something hanging in the breeze.
Empty space at luritja way
no richer one picture of discontent.
I'm reaching out for you in a valley full of tears
I'm reaching out for you.
And I don't want to go home
gasoline junkies dance stoned
it's better than drinking alone.
Oh guiding light you will shine you'll pick me up
you'll hold me up
oh guiding light you will shine
you will shine on me in eternity.
Love is bought and sold
wobbegong tooth of gold
no one gets to get old.
I'm reaching out for you cos I still believe in you.
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Releases In The Reaching
The reaching for it,
Can not be describe in words anymore.
It is an existence inviting,
A resistance to limit...
Comforts of a thought process.
No longer seeking,
A validation to address.
The reaching for it,
Is as if an indescribable bliss.
Indestructable and cosmic it is!
With an opening of a consciousness,
That releases in the reaching...
All that had been believed!
Outdating concepts perceived.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Youre Blase
Youre deep just like a chasm
Youve no, enthusiasm
Youre tired and uninsipired.
Youre blase.
Your day is one of leisure
In which you search for pleasure.
Youre bored when youre adored.
Youre blase.
While reaching for the moon,
And the stars up in the sky,
The simple things of normal life
Are slowly passing by.
You sleep, the sun is shining;
You wake, its time for dining.
Theres nothing new for you to do
Youre blase.
Instrumental interlude
While reaching for the moon,
And the stars up in the sky,
The simple things of normal life
Are slowly passing by.
You sleep, the sun is shining;
You wake, its time for dining.
Theres nothing new for you to do
Youre blase.
Blase.
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Mourning Air
Did I see a moment with you
In a half lit world
Im frightened to believe
But I must try
If I stumble if I fall
Im reaching out in this mourning air, ohh
Have I got the strength to ask
Beyond the window
I feel this fear alone
Until we have
Total honesty
If I tremble or fall
Im reaching out in this mourning air, ohh
Should I feel a moment with you
To softly whisper
I crave nothing else so much
Longing to reveal
Total honesty
I can feel your touch
Im reaching out in this mourning air, ohh
Im reaching out in this mourning air, ohh.
song performed by by Portishead
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The woman's vision is deep reaching, the man's far reaching.
quote by Betty Grable
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Integrity
For an ailing love maker
ending was optional.
Nobody wanted to extend the truth
and hear the distant voices.
Half-waiting to divide the territory,
splinters will unravel the mystery.
A food chain slits the tongue, reaching, not reaching.
In the island of lonliness
somebody has left me midway in eternal twilight.
Amidst the stars
a river forgets the time, and moon
scrapes the sky.
A new pledge may bring back the sun.
poem by Satish Verma
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Cricket
Reaching peak is a dream
Cricket is viamedia
To reach the peak
Cricket is a dream.
Reaching peak is a dream
Life is a dream
And dream comes true
Cricket is true.
Reaching peak is a dream
Dream is real
Pursue the dream
To enjoy life.
Reaching peak is a dream
Dream is cricket
Cricket sings the song
That enlightened life.
Reaching peak is a dream
Dream comes true
And in truth only
life becomes sincere and fluent.
Everything is cricket
And cricket that makes
both happy and sad
is the mixture that is life.
Life is cricket
Enjoy it
Sing it
And make hurrah.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Fine
A lovers quarrel
Death by a shotgun barrel
With a cleaning solution the instruments are made sterile.
A hairy situation.
Like a plastic surgeon.
Rewriting the expression.
In both the date and time.
Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in its desperate pleas.
Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in its desperate pleas.
Changing my identity
Becoming that man I never use to be
With all niceties, and pleasantries wrapped in a little bow tie.
I don't even know how I survived.
Some thought I would have committed suicide.
But my drive just wouldn't let me.
Well, Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in its desperate pleas.
Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in its desperate pleas.
A murders escape.
A mind debates.
With shouts of hate.
How can you? Just how can you?
Emotional distress.
In all this I digest the worthiness
Worthless I've been called.
Well, Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in its desperate pleas.
Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in its desperate pleas.
I can still hear you every night I dream.
No sound sleep, not for me.
The way you made it seem.
My fault, the living breathing scapegoat
Is it not real enough?
Well, Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in its desperate pleas.
Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in it desperate pleas.
Now I stand upon the darkness
Ready to leap in.
All for you my friend.
Even though my wounds have yet to mend.
It matters not in the end.
Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in it desperate pleas.
Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in it desperate pleas.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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