It's haze, hard haze...
It's haze, hard haze,
As a veil as a shroud...
And there, in two steps,
It is war behind the haze.
And the battles go on,
But we can't take part in them,
We're absolutly chained by haze to earth now -
We are the air workers of the war.
It's haze, hard haze
On past events, on life.
And so far, in distant land
There is our house fine.
And in front dugout hut
We are dreaming of the child,
That we were in past, but now we to adults grown -
We are the air workers of the war.
It's haze, grey haze...
It will come and again.
And so far in distant land
There is love behind the haze.
And the brides will wait for long,
When we could from war return,
And, alas, not all will then return to home...
We are the air workers of the war...
song, music by A. Kolker, lyrics by K. Ryzhov, translated by Lyudmila Purgina
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Puple Haze
Puple haze
Purple haze all in my brain
Lately things dont seem the same
Actin funny but I dont know why
scuse me while I kiss the sky
Purple haze all around
Dont know if Im comin up or down
Am I happy or in misery?
Whaterever it is, that girl put a spell on me
Help me
Help me
Oh I dont know
Yeah!
Purple haze was all in my eyes
Dont know if its day or night
Youve got me blowin, blowin my mind
Is it tomorrow or just the end of time?
Who knows?
Help me
Yeah
Come on now
Tell me
Tell me
Etc.
song performed by by Jimi Hendrix
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Purple Haze
Purple haze all in my brain
Lately things don't seem the same
Acting funny but i don't know why
'scuse me while i kiss the sky
Purple haze all around
Don't know if i'm climbin up or down
Am i happy or in misery
Whatever it is that girl put a spell on me
Help me help me
Purple haze all in my eyes
Don't know if it's day or night
You got me blown blown my mind
Is it tomorrow or the end of time
Help me help me
song performed by by Cure
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Purple Haze
Purple Haze all in my brain
Lately things don't seem the same
Acting funny but I don't know why
Excuse me while i kiss the sky
Purple haze all around
Don't know if I'm coming up or down
Am i happy or in misery
What ever it is that girl put a spell on me
Help me Help me
Oh i don't know
Purple haze all in my eyes
Don't know if it's day or night
You've got me blowin,blowin my mind
Is it tomorrow or just the end of time
Who knows?
Help me
Oh yeah
Come on know
Tell me
Tell me
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Running Out Of Days
Theres too much work and Im spent
Theres too much pressure and I admit
I got no time to move ahead
Have you heard one thing that Ive said
And all these little things in life they all create this haze
Theres too many things to get done, and Im running out of days
And I cant last here for so long
I feel this current its so strong
It gets me further down the line
It gets me closer to the line
And all these little things in life they all create this haze
Theres too many things to get done, and Im running out of days
All these little things in life they all create this haze
Theres too many things to get done, and Im running out of days
Will all these little things in life they all create this haze
And now Im running out of time I cant see through this haze
My friend tell me why it has to be this way
Theres too many things to get done, and Im running out of days
song performed by by 3 Doors Down
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The Haze...
A Haze Of Hurt, Had Me Blue
A Deep, Drenching, Melancholy Hue
Cooled Ardor, Still Missing You
As, A Sure-As-Azure, Wind Blew
An Indigo-Downcast, Drifts Into
Memories, Over and Through
Moments, Not Sapphire-True
… Just A Haze Of Misty Blue
Thru A Haze Of Red
Rage Ran Ahead
As Ache Demanded, Anger Be Fed
For Each Scalding Teardrop, Shed
As Each Burning Hearthrob, Bled
Lying Lonely On Crimson Bed
Like Some Scarlett O’Hara, Missing Rhett
... In A Claret Haze, Blood-Red
Then Came, A Haze Of Yellow
Which At First, Was Simply Sallow
Only Because Hindsight, Was Shallow
Then Sunset Glowed, Amber-Mellow
Flowing, Like Honey, Healing Like Aloe
Warm, Like A Long-Lit-Candle Tallow
Golden Flame, Chased Your Shadow …
... Back To Your Haze: A Streak Of Yellow
Look! A Purple Mountain Haze
Now, I Am At Peak-Phase
High Enough, To Admiringly Gaze
At Hills and Ridges Of Life’s Pace
Arms Filled With Violets and Lilacs’ Grace
In An Amethyst-Adorned, Amour-Embrace
Ripe, Purple Grapes, I Pluck and Taste
... In My Purple Horizon Haze
Written & ©: 2/18/10
By: The MoonBee
poem by MoonBee Canady
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Misty Water
By the town of straight and narrow,
Theres a dark and misty place.
Everything is hazy,
So the people are afraid.
All except marias daughters,
Who believe in misty ways.
Everything is lovely,
In a misty morning glaze.
I like misty water,
I like fog and haze.
Anne maria and her daughters,
They like misty water.
I like misty water,
I like fog and haze.
Anne maria and her daughters,
Take a sip of misty water.
Though maria is not lovely,
Shes the lady of my dreams.
cause I see my lady,
Through a misty, silky screen.
And seeing is believing,
But I cant believe my eyes.
Everything is lovely,
In a misty paradise.
I like misty water,
I like fog and haze.
Anne maria and her daughters,
They like misty water.
They like misty water,
I like fog and haze.
Anne maria and her daughters,
Take a sip of misty water.
I like misty water,
I like fog and haze.
Anne maria and her daughters,
They like misty water.
They like misty water,
I like fog and haze.
Anne maria and her daughters,
They like misty water.
I like misty water,
I like fog and haze.
Anne maria and her daughters...
song performed by by Kinks
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High School Days Of Haze
High school days of haze
Awakened in a twilight zone
Of a mindset of self-doubt
And indulgence.
Where each day fathoms
a pretentious existence
Of what is real doesn't matter
And what matter isn't real
High school days of haze
Strapped in a wrist
Is scared secrecy
Of a friendship bracelet
Plastered in the mimicry
Of Smiley faces
That will cut you,
In words and rumors
High school days of haze
Will birth a bully
Out of tombstone
And give rise to young dolts
Of cowardly endeavors;
that collects a heterogeneous mix
as in a fine filter of friends
From foes
High school days of haze
Where originality is a desire
Sough, but rarely obtained
the indifferent have
Found their difference
In a society of poise
The awkwardly corky
Grim in their authenticity
cultivates success
With hard work and creativity
High school days of haze
Where half dreaming
Become half wakefulness
So better smell the roses
For the throne have spikes
and the dartboard is you.
poem by Gebrela Ganao
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why did he choose Ida Bauer as her theme?
ALL over i watch
the story on film, a woman
is waiting for the train to arrive
at noon
and asks what time does it leave
and she always gets the answer
3 a.m.
and she waits
then the train trails slowly disappear
from her eyes
and the haze in front of her
takes her back
to her youth in the house where
her mother died
the story may not be true
as later on it gets too twisted focusing
on suppressed desires
that of Ida
i read the poem
his later doing and i begin to understand
why he writes on something
using some images
that i can barely figure out
it is the haze
it is always the haze that dissolves the rails
of the train
that takes us back home to the place
where our
roots lay rotten
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Like The Haze
like the haze
you will stay only for a while
you have been unwanted by the light of the sun
and so after dusk
you shall depart and be lost
together with the darkness and the cold
you live there
the home of the haze
the place where doubt blooms
like the tiny yellow flowers
the leaves are made of
confusions
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Love The Tsarskoselsky Gardens
I love the Tsarskoselsky Gardens
Late in the fall when, in soft haze
Enfolded, as in sleep's embrace
They lie... The cold's breath slowly hardens,
And on the dull glass of the lake,
Clad in that same fine haze, white-winged
And strangely languid visions linger
And seem bemused, but half-awake.
The skies are grey, by not a star lit...
The evening's shadows onward press
And softly lick the steps dark scarlet
Of Catherine's lofty palaces.
Then dark the gardens grow and dreamy,
The stars appear and turn a dome,
Outlined by them, into a gleam of
A golden past, its symbol lone...
poem by Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev
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Faces
the ripples
in the clear blue lake
God is smiling
the fleece in
the clear blue sky
God is caring
the haze...
the haze
God is fuming
this first meet between us
i see your biases too
they infiltrate every cell
of your face
clear as sky
your darting eyes
they carry bars
that weigh down
your trust
never for one instance they
rest on mine
and your heart
it comes over clear as
the glasses between us
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Land Of Grief
I know the place that you are in
Oh yes, I know it well
By day you wander through it
It seems that's where you dwell
But a heavy haze clouds everything
You struggle just to breathe
What once was so familiar
Is shrouded in your grief
My place was just like your place
But different, made for me
I too saw what you see
My grief a withered tree
And when night comes and friends are gone
And you are all alone
The haze reminds with it's cold touch
They're never coming home
You'll never have them back my friend
You're pleading is in vain
No ropes of words will help you
No tears shed in the rain
You can take my hand if you want to
While you learn to heal the pain
I'm here if you should need me
Just turn and call my name
poem by Maria Manias
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Almost Human
I know youre the only one who understands
Afore ye go, before you leave
You always shake my hand
Even when Im crazy, on fire and naked
Just as nature intended
No style but easily blended
You always know where Ill be found
Hanging somewhere near the ground
Help me up or help me down
Dont want to lose those days
When everything is just a haze
Im dreaming
I believe I could walk before I learned to crawl
When I look up, the devils looking back
From the mirror on the wall
You can open the door
Got my feet stuck to the floor
I may have lost my way
But I didnt get where I am today
Dont want to lose those days
When everything is just a haze
Im dreaming
You spin into my empty room
And once again Im almost human
Almost human
song performed by by Deep Purple
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The Passing of Scotty
WE THROW us down on the dusty plain
When the gold has gone from the west,
But we rise and tramp on the track again,
For we’re tired—too tired to rest.
Darker and denser the shadows fall
That are cramping each aching brow—
Scotty the Wrinkler! you’ve solved it all,
Give us a wrinkle now.
But no one lieth so still in death
As the rover who never could rest;
And he’s free of thought as he’s free of breath—
And his hands are crossed on his breast.
You have earned your rest—you brave old tramp—
As I hope in the end we will.
Ah me! ’Twas a long, long way to camp
Since the days when they called you “Phil’.
What have they done with your quaint old soul
Now they have passed you through?
But we can’t but think, as our swags we roll,
That it’s right, old man, with you;
You learned some truth in the storm and strife
Of the outcast battler’s ways;
And you left some light in the vagabond’s life
Ere you vanished beyond the haze.
One by one in the far ahead,
In the smothering haze of drought—
Where hearts are loyal and hopes are dead—
The forms of our mates fade out.
’Tis a distant goal and a weary load,
But we follow the Wrinkler home,
As, staggering into the short, straight road,
From the blind branch tracks we come.
We leave our mark and we play our part
In the nation’s pregnant days,
And we find a place in the Bushman’s heart
Ere we vanish beyond the haze.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Come Monday
Come monday
By: jimmy buffett
1974
Headin' up to san francisco
For the labor day week-end show
I've got my hush-puppies on
I guess i never was meant for glitter rock and roll
And honey i didn't know
That i'd be missin' you so
Chorus:
Come monday, it'll be all right
Come monday, i'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown l. a. haze
And i just want you back by my side
Yes, it's been quite a summer
Rent-a-cars and west-bound trains
And now you're off on vacation
Somethin' you tried to explain
And darlin', since i love you so
That's the reason i just let you go
Chorus:
Come monday, it'll be all right
Come monday, i'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown l. a. haze
And i just want you back by my side
I can't help it honey
You're that much a part of me now
Remember that night in montana
When we said there'd be no room for doubt
I hope you're enjoyin' the scen'ry
I know that it's pretty up there
We can go hikin' on tuesday
With you i'd walk anywhere
California has worn me quite thin
I just can't wait to see you again
Chorus:
Come monday, it'll be all right
Come monday, i'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown l. a. haze
And i just want you back by my side
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Loves Strange Ways
When passion shines her blinding light on you
You know my friend theres nothing that you can really do
Just follow on behind her veil of deepest purple haze
Down, to loves strange ways
Drowning in a laughter as you go
Intoxicating laughter that spins you high and low
Dangerous times are these, but oh so wonderfully new
Laugh along you fool, cant you theyre laughing at you
Lost in the haze
Of loves strange ways
Aint it funny how it turns
When its all over, nothings learned
Just a passion and a fool
And a memory that burns
And thats what you get
When you play with loves strange ways
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Shadow
For so long we have been inseparable,
In the dark times as well as the joyful,
Now I'm tired and crave to be alone,
I just want to spend one day on my own,
Not to be followed wherever I go,
Have my head cleared of all of the sorrow,
Each one of these truths that I now admit,
Inspire me to put an end to it,
I swallow down all my apprehension,
Try my hardest to hide my intention,
Travel to a river and then drown him,
Then rejoice in the death of my victim,
I pray hard that the burden free life stays,
But he looms out of a shadowy haze,
He comes close to me and softly he says,
I shall be here forever and always,
Once enough strength to defeat him is found,
I drug and restrain him like a hell-hound,
Then take him off to be buried alive,
And I rejoice as he fails to survive,
I pray hard that the worry free life stays,
But he appears from a shadowy haze,
He comes closer and closer and then says,
I shall be here forever and always.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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The Splendor Of The Days
Sweet and shrill the crickets hiding in the grasses brown and lean
Pipe their gladness-sweeter, shriller-one would think the world was green.
O the haze is on the hilltops, and the haze is on the lake!
See it fleeing through the valley with the bold wind in its wake!
Mark the warm October haze!
Mark the splendor of the days!
And the mingling of the crimson with the sombre brown and grays!
See the bare hills turn their furrows to the shine and to the glow;
If you listen you can hear it, hear a murmur soft and low-
'We are naked,' so the fields say, 'stripped of all our golden dress.'
'Heed it not,' October answers, 'for I love ye none the less.
Share my beauty and my cheer
While we rest together here,
In these sun-filled days of languor, in these late days of the year.'
All the splendor of the summer, all the springtime's light and grace,
All the riches of the harvest, crown her head and light her face;
And the wind goes sighing, sighing, as if loath to let her pass,
While the crickets sing exultant in the lean and withered grass.
O the warm October haze!
O the splendor of the days!
O the mingling of the crimson with the sombre brown and grays!
poem by Jean Blewett
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Haze Girl
I dont know her
But I dont mind,
I think that I am going crazy
I met her in a Sunday morning
Descending from the thunder haze,
Put your hands in my hand and close my eyes with your fingers,
Put your lips girl on my mouth,
I love all the ways you used to make me feel better
Well take your time we live inside anatomic
Haze girl,
Beautiful girl,
Step out of the rain and let everything vanish away
Oh changes
Its hard to go on but its better then fading away.
I think that I am going crazy
Put your hands in my hand and close my eyes with your fingers,
Put your lips girl..
I love all the ways you used to make me feel better
Well take your time we live inside anatomic
Haze girl,
Beautiful girl
Step out of the rain and let everything vanish away
Oh changes
Its hard to go on but its better then fading away (3x's)
La la la la la la na na na na na na na la da da......
Fading Away
song performed by by Zoe
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The Cycle
"Good evening", said the cyclist,
It echoed in the evening mist,
I was baffled I never knew him,
The dark stranger tall and slim!
Before I could acknowledge
He was gone in the haze,
The unknown messenger of good wills
A roaming angel on two wheels!
"Good evening", I said on my way,
The passerby was baffled had no word to say
In the silent evening of misty haze
I was happy to turn a new page!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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