Subterranean Car Sick Buzzard
Remember the field with the buried car
Front offside wing and section of roof
Protruding from stony mud
You said Perhaps there was a time slip
Been here for centuries
Romans, at a guess
Mr Buzzard dekkos down from forest hide
Peripheral scan over fossil car, no mind
And why doesn't he go for our eyes? I wonder
Well he'd like to, but he'd never think
To try and take them, you say
Not in him. Attack hugely improbable.
But I just saw a Humber buried in a sheepfield
Buzzard loops again
I put on my shades and it begins to rain
poem by Jay D. Allard
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Thats The Way I Remember It
Ts only natural with time
Details can somehow slip your mind
Something so sweet, though incomplete
You fill the spaces in-between
It never will be that way again
Maybe it wasnt way back when
But to my heart and soul
This is the way the story has to be told
Thats the way (thats the way) I remember it
I remember it that way
From the day I was living there
I remember it that way
Some of our stories fade as we grow older
Some get sweeter every time theyre told
Thats the way (thats the way) I remember you that way
Guess now if the truth were known
Among diamonds they were stones
To say would be fair, girl, nothing compares
To when I called you all my own
So darling dont ever you think twice
Those were the best days of my life
When I held you there
And Ill tell this story this way, time and again
Thats the way (thats the way) I remember it
I remember it that way
From the day I was living there
I remember it that way
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Running From Your Dad
Remember the summer time we were swinging
On the front porch out in the rain
It was sunday you were all dressed up again
Then we made out under the window pain
[chorus]
And I can still see your dad
Running after me with a shovel in his hand
I dont remember much after that
La la la la, la la la la, oh oh oh oh...
La la la la, la la la la, oh oh oh oh...
Remember on christmas eve you were crying
I guess you didnt really like the gifts
Porno dvds and see thru under wear
I should have saved all that for your sis
[chorus]
So I guess Ill just run away, run away, run away
Hes starting to catch up
Run away, run away
I think I might throw up
Run away, run away
[chorus]
song performed by by Bowling For Soup
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All The Time You Need
You say that Ill survive
That Ill get over you
But if you walk away that door
Then what am I gonna do
They say you dont appreciate love
Until its gone
Well I guess Ill love you more
Since Ive known what was goin on
Its so easy to say
That Ill miss you when youre gone
But if this is the end
Then the damage has been done
Where did I go wrong
How could I believe that we are history, my love
Even though you give yourself to someone else.
I will give you all the time you need to work things out
When all of the excitement gone
And youre wondering where you went wrong
Please remember me.
I guess Ive got to learn to give you room to breathe
When all I really want to do is love you close to me
They say that I have got to be tough
That God will see me through
And though I know you love me
Im confused, cos he wants me to be with you
I have never felt so very much alone
But if this is the end oh then I guess Ill carry on
No matter what youve done.
How could I believe that we are history, my love
Even though you give yourself to someone else.
I will give you all the time you need to work things out
When all of the excitement gone
And youre wondering where you went wrong
Please remember me.
I will give you all the time you need to work things out
When all of the excitement gone
And youre wondering where you went wrong
Please, remember me.
Please, wont you remember me
Ill be waiting here, got nowhere to go
Ill be waiting.
Remember me,
Remember, remember,
Please remember me,
Remember, remember, remember me,
Remember, remember, remember me,
Remember, remember, remember me,
Ill be waiting.
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Lost Star
LiK A lOST stAr ALoNg i Am In thiS UnIVeRsE I SEe ThE ETeRaNal DarKnEsS LAs foR CentUrIEs anD CenTurIEs fOR tHosE SeEm buT lIKe a fEW SeCnds BuT rEallY tHe tiMe Is NuThInG buT A eCHo FOr How It is wEN Ur ALoNe thInGs r difFrenT U sEE tHe LiGhT In lIMItEd sEction limted actioon i nOt choose THIs sOrTA WAySoRTA jUS hOw IT HapPIN the oThER sTARS WE KinDA juS lweFT anotHeR and i FINd mySelF wELl Far and aWAY SoRTa PEACEfuL INa lost kind Of WaY iTs NoT gReat buTs LiFe NoN tHe LEss anD ThAt wE Do it iN ThE coLd BlaCkneSs nOw and fOReVer MoRe. LosT StAR I AM.
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Straighten Up & Fly Right
(words and music by nat king cole and irving mills)
The buzzard took the monkey for a ride in the air
The monkey thought that everything was on the square
The buzzard tried to throw the monkey off his back
The monkey grabbed his neck and said now listen, jack
Straighten up and fly right
Straighten up and fly right
Straighten up and fly right
Cool down, papa, dont you blow your top.
Aint no use in jivin
Whats the use in dabbin
Straighten up and fly right
Cool down, papa, dont you blow your top.
The buzzard told the monkey youre chokin me
Release your hold and Ill set you free
The monkey looked the buzzard right dead in the eye and said
Your storys fetchin but it sounds like a lie
Straighten up and fly right
Straighten up and do right
Straighten up and fly right
Cool down, papa, dont you blow your top.
(instrumental interlude)
Straighten up and fly right
Straighten up and do right
Straighten up and fly right
Cool down, papa, dont you blow your top.
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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Dark End Of The Street
(Harold Adamson, Jimmie McHugh)
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
With our one motor gone
We can still carry on
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
What a show, what a fight
Boys, we really hit our target for tonight
How we sing as we limp through the air
Look below, there's our field over there
With our one motor gone
We can still carry on
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
With our full crew on board
And our trust in the Lord
We're comin' in on a wing and a prayer
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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About A Stone Without A Door
you are telling me about a stone
who refuses to admit anyone simply
because it has no door, no room and no space
for someone like you,
you who does not even know what knowing someone
really means. you ask the stone for a space and it says no
and you tell the stone that it has a space
where the leaf and a dropp of water live
the stone says no, and you insist because of the state you are in
you are dying and you need a place
perhaps a burial space where you may finally lay yourself
to rest, but the stone still says no, telling you that it has
no feelings that for centuries it has always been its nature
stony, stony silence, stony stares, unfeeling, that in its
house of stone, there exists no word for sympathy
that it is simply living up to the demands of its true nature
its tradition, and you finally understand, yet somehow you
tell the stone about what it does not know
inside it there is this leaf with dew, there is dropp of water
coming from the rain, that until now it has not fully known,
that inside its stony silence, there is still this song
that it has a heart that it keeps denying.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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you are telling me about a stone
who refuses to admit anyone simply
because it has no door, no room and no space
for someone like you,
you who does not even know what knowing someone
really means. you ask the stone for a space and it says no
and you tell the stone that it has a space
where the leaf and a dropp of water live
the stone says no, and you insist because of the state you are in
you are dying and you need a place
perhaps a burial space where you may finally lay yourself
to rest, but the stone still says no, telling you that it has
no feelings that for centuries it has always been its nature
stony, stony silence, stony stares, unfeeling, that in its
house of stone, there exists no word for sympathy
that it is simply living up to the demands of its true nature
its tradition, and you finally understand, yet somehow you
tell the stone about what it does not know
inside it there is this leaf with dew, there is dropp of water
coming from the rain, that until now it has not fully known,
that inside its stony silence, there is still this song
that it has a heart that it keeps denying.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Do you remember...because I do
I remember when you said I love you
I remember when I said yeah me too
I remember when you said love me
I remember when you carved our names in that old oak tree
I remember our first kiss
and I ignored the fact that you missed
I remember when you said together...always
I remember when I stood in front of you dazzled and amazed
I remember the sparkle in your eyes and
I remember the tears you made me cry
I remember when I could never be truly honest with you
I remember me packing, and you asking is there anything that I can do
I remember when I looked into your eyes and
I remember when we said our goodbyes
poem by Mariah Williams
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My Love For You
you buried something
deep,
in fact deeper than burying
someone
who died nine days ago,
since you want to forget
and forget
this forever, something that
you lost and would want it lost
and not want
to recover
from a distance i look at you
and shed tears for
what you buried
without much pomp of a ceremony
i pity
what cruelty you have to yourself
i bring a flower
for that which was buried and lost
it is something that i always
cherish and
remember with all the gladness of my heart
with all the gentleness of my soul
my love for you
deep in the layers of time
buried
still blooms
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Barren Grounds
A solitary Buzzard flew over my thatched roof
And I recalled the bygone days of her ripen harvest.
What I found in her readable eyes?
Only the odds and ends and what else?
Dedication to my poet friend Denis.Joe
Is there life after death?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Columns
(Mobile Columns of the Boer War)
Out o' the wilderness, dusty an' dry
(Time, an' 'igh time to be trekkin' again!)
Oo is it 'eads to the Detail Supply?
A sectioin, a pompom, an' six 'undred men.
'Ere comes the clerk with 'is lantern an' keys
(Time, an 'igh time to be trekkin 'again!)
" Surplus of everything--draw what you please
"For the section, the pompom, an' six 'unrdred men."
"What are our orders an' where do we lay? .
(Time, an 'igh time to be trekkin' again!)
"You came after dark--you will leave before day,
"You section, you pompom, you six' undred men!"
Down the tin street, 'alf awake an 'unfed,
'Ark to 'em blessin' the Gen'ral in bed!
Now by the church an' the outspan they wind--
Over the ridge an' it's all lef' be'ind
For the section, etc.
Soon they will camp as the dawn's growin' grey,
Roll up for coffee an' sleep while they may--
The section , etc.
Read their 'ome letters, their papers an' such,
For they'll move after dark to astonish the Dutch
With a section, etc.
'Untin' for shade as the long hours pass--
Blankets on rifles or burrows in grass,
Lies the section, etc.
Dossin' or beatin' a shirt in the sun,
Watching chameleons or cleanin' a gun,
Waits the section, etc.
With nothin' but stillness as far as you please,
An' the silly mirage stringin' islands an' seas
Round the section, etc.
So they strips off their hide an' they grills in their bones,
Till the shadows crawl out from beneath the pore stones
Toward the section, etc.
An' the Mauser-bird stops an' the jacals begin
A the 'orse-guard comes up and the Gunners 'ook in
As a 'int the pompom an' six 'undred men . . . .
Off through the dark with the stars to rely on---
(Alpha Centauri an' somethin' Orion)
Moves the section, etc.
Same bloomin' 'ole which the ant-bear 'as broke,
Same bloomin' stumble an' same bloomin' joke
Down the section, etc.
Same "which is right?" where the cart-tracks divide,
Same "give it up" from the same clever guide
To the section, etc.
Same tumble-down on the same 'idden farm,
Same white-eyed Kaffir 'oo gives the alarm--
Of the section, etc.
Same shootin' wild at the end o' the night,
Same flyin'-tackle an' same messy fight,
By the section, etc.
Same ugly 'iccup an' same 'orrid squeal,
When it's too dark to see an' it's too late to feel
In the section, etc.
(Same batch of prisoners, 'airy an' still,
Watchin' their comrades bolt over the 'ill
From the section, etc.)
Same chilly glare in the eye of the sun
As 'e gets up displeasured to see what was done
By the section, etc.
Same splash o' pink on the stoep or the kraal,
An' the same quiet face which 'as finished with all
In the section, the pompom, an' six 'undred men.
Out o' the wilderness, dusty an' dry
(Time, an' 'igh time to be trekkin' again!)
' Oo is it 'eads to the Detail Supply ?
A section, a pompom, an 'six' 'undred men.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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One’s Crime
One argues over the statements of time,
Many act with centuries of crime;
But when buried are the young and old,
We cry and liven to see the odd be controlled.
poem by Naveed Akram
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He Came To Earth
he came to earth to rule the nations
he came to earth for our salvation
he came to earth when mankind was in despair
he came to earth when it seemed that no one cared
his mind had been awoke
from the first moment he spoke.
he had been sent from GOD above
to show this world the peace and love
the peace that always seems to slip from our grasp
because it's something that will not last.
but his love is an everlasting fire
something which everyone desires.
a love so pure, and this love so strong
that here on earth, is where it belongs.
he preached this love for his thirty three years
something which the romans feared.
for someone who could start so young
that it had to be GODS son.
it was not the romans who took his life
but the people of his own nation
not knowing that it was for their salvation.
he knew that the treachery would come
and that a finger would be pointed.
because he was the one that GOD anointed.
his time was getting short he knew
but it was something that he had to do.
for JUDE, the time had came
as he held his head in shame
thirty pieces of silver was all it took
and with his death, the world shook.
JUDE was so ashamed of what he had done
that he went and himself he hung.
he came to earth for you and i
and for us, he did die.
poem by Louis Rams
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Tenuous and Precarious
Tenuous and Precarious
Were my guardians,
Precarious and Tenuous,
Two Romans.
My father was Hazardous,
Hazardous
Dear old man,
Three Romans.
There was my brother Spurious,
Spurious Posthumous,
Spurious was Spurious,
Was four Romans.
My husband was Perfidious,
He was Perfidious
Five Romans.
Surreptitious, our son,
Was Surreptitious,
He was six Romans.
Our cat Tedious
Still lives,
Count not Tedious
Yet.
My name is Finis,
Finis, Finis,
I am Finis,
Six, five, four, three, two,
One Roman,
Finis.
poem by Stevie Smith
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Souvenir
I found a souvenir
In things I collected
The effect it had on me
Turned out distressing.
Instead of focusing on my past rejoicing
It just reminded me of awkward emotions.
Thought of my innocence
Thought of alienation
No self identity and massive confusion.
I wanted desperatley to think of the good time
Guess I remember too much.
Guess I would rather look at
The path in front of me that's holding something new.
Does it really do the trick when you're reunited
Does it make you stop and think
Things weren't meant to click.
Does it really do the trick to be taken back
Does it make you stop and think
Of all the things you lacked.
Time can give and take away at will
Don't look back
song performed by by Sick Of It All from Yours Truly
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Romans Twelve
I read and re-read Romans twelve.
Until it casted a spell.
And I saw myself,
And others like me.
Instantly I realized...
I was not as free,
As I chose to be.
In these times I'm finding,
Romans twelve has helped me dispel
What I believe I had to do...
To protect a truth I myself abused!
And to release what I thought I knew too well.
This is what I discovered as I read Romans twelve.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wherever You Are
Whenever your shadow falls on stony ground
And theres not a hand for you to hold
Whenever the dreams you dream come crashing down
Every time you think of home
Remember that youre not alone
And well be with you heart and soul
Wherever you are
And if you should lose your path along the way
And find yourself walking in the dark
Whenever the ones you love seem far away
Every time you think of home
Remember that youre not alone
And well be with you heart and soul
Wherever you are
Whenever the fears you hide come reaching through
Every time you think of home
Remember that youre not alone
And well be with you heart and soul
Every time you think of home
Remember that youre not alone
And well be with you heart and soul
Well be with you heart and soul
Wherever you are
Were with you heart and soul
Music & lyrics by: andrew gold, graham gouldman, geoff downes & john payne
song performed by by Asia
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Slipaway
I can tell that youre wild
And you love their achey smiles [? ]
And I know Im on the list to be kissed
When youre givin out the name
Of the one you want to blame
[? ? as the one you want to claim ? ? )
Youll be on the brink of tears, thats right
Could I talk you out of stayin here tonight?
Well I see that youre cute
In your viarucci [? ] suit
And your eyes have seen the shadows that you hide [? ]
I could be a little sweet
That would come off very neat
Youd be on the brink of tears, thats right
Could I talk you out of stayin here tonight?
Ive been waitin all this time
Somethins gotta change now
I get the same erratic line
Slip, slipaway now
Slip, slipaway now
Slip, slip, slip, slipaway now
Well I see that youre fast
And youre trip will never last
And I know Im on the list to be missed
Its your sentimental streak
That allows you to be meek
And youre on the brink of tears, thats right
Could I talk you out of stayin here tonight?
Ive been waitin all this time
Somethins gotta change now
I get the same erratic line
Oh slip, slipaway now
Slip, slipaway now
Slip, slip, slip, slipaway now
Slip, slipaway now
Slip, slipaway now
Slip
Thats right
Slip, slip, slip, slipaway now
All right
song performed by by Cars
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