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This Song I Sing

This song i sing is for the living souls,
If you loved me but you never showed,
I did not read my tombstone for i was dead,
If you cared about me but i did not know,
Am sorry i did not see how many teardrops you had shed,
If the speeches on my funeral were filled with eulogy,
Let my symphathy sink in our hearts,
For i did not hear them accept my apology.

poem by Shamba Kaunda
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Last Living Souls

Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Take a gun
Or how you say
That's no way you behave
Just a law, a new begin
Sing a song that doesn't sin
And it grows
Hey, you know
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last to get away to some another day?
Do we know
Well, we know
Doesn't seem to be complete
Are we, are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Get up, get up, get up, get up...
What you say?
Cause all I was on
I got it down wrong
I see myself to get
And the Lord, seeing all now
Can you take us in
The part that comin' on
The coldest man doesn't see it's all
We go to the car
I see you walk to the far
And when you get there do you see
You fit the last you need on me
Cause we're the last living souls
We're the last living souls
Yeah, we're the last living souls
We're the last living souls

song performed by by Gorillaz
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Death of the undertaker

Darkness prevail as the wolf in the yonder it wails,
the loss of a soul to those alive unknown,
his tools locked back in the shed no one around for tears to shed,
the big guy with his big face be fell,
there is no one to take his reins,
what he gave and what he ment no one took time to take details,
the grounds he ones strolled and to some it seemed his home,
there emptiness will be known to all living and dead souls,
death of the undertaker whose gonna set his tombstone,

the mood seems dull the moon is shy to the sun,
the loss of this big man who never sired a son,
he never had time to have life he lived his life for those who lost theirs,
the grave aint dug the ground still untouched,
it takes his loss of breathe for us to learn,
the death of the undertaker whose gonna set his tombstone,

all that knew him more are six feet under,
all the living beings stand on ground and just wonder,
it takes a strong man alot of love and honour,
to be like this one who is dead and put asunder,
the living will get to know the dead man was important to us all,
for its death of the undertaker whose gonna put up his tomb stone,

poem by Kennedy Musyoka
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Sing For Me

sing for me
if you wish, sing for me a very lonely song
one that fits the darkness of my days
the sound of my silence

sing for me
the song of sickness unto death

i am burying the dead memories of my loved ones
their souls still waiting for their guiding lights.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Funeral Song

Who will sing the funeral songs of mine?
O my dear heart
Think and observe all the elements
Than answers the question truly
Who will sing the songs of funeral for you?
Who will congratulate you on your ultimate success.

I sing the song of love,
The songs of my heart,
The ultimate pronounce for the sake of love.
Then who will sing the songs of my innocence heart
When all the songs of mine will stop for ever.

Lives comes, lives goes,
Death gives birth of new souls.
Behold the history of the love
The heart which processes the love
Acquire the immortality of heart.

Behold the history of love,
The heart which can love like those
Achieves the immortality of soul.
Only for the ability to worship the heart of love
Those can’t attain by any eternal senses.

Only the nominated, elected and selected souls
By the mercy of Heaven
Can have the power to love.

Love, earnestly love thy souls
And in return you will have the love.
The love will as sanctified as the love of you,
The love will concern with heart
As much as concern with your heart.
The heart will sing the funeral song for you,
The love will sing the love song for you,
The love will make you alive
In the mortal days of lives,
Worship your heart,
Remember your songs,
Nothing else nor the others
But only love, only love.

Only the love can survive you
After the thousands years of your death.
Though died, possesses a newer mortal life
I perceive the fact, I do perceive of fact.
The love will sing for you
I do confidently declare by the Lord’s name
The love will congratulate at your conquer
The love will sing the joyous song of your joy.

O love,
O the love,
I know, I hear and I behold.
The love,
The eco of love,
The alliteration of love.

I heed the echoes of love
From the origin of soul
To the present day of the life
From Adam to the computer.
I hear the echo,
I do hear the echo.

O the loving soul
Hold your ear in the air,
You also have the sound of the echo,
The sacred echo – love, love and love.
The love will sing the song for my funeral,
The love will congratulate me
With heartiest affection of love,
The love will remember me in the earth,
The love will give a newer birth of mine
After the death of my earthen form.

I do proud in this sense
I have the heart
And I have the potency,
The mighty Lord’s mercy
To love, to love earnestly.
The love, the ability to love,
This love will sing my funeral song
And alive me in this earth
Until the last day of the light of the sun.
I sing for this love,
I do sing for this love.

poem by Md. Moniruzzaman
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Sure I'll Accept Your Apology

Sure...
I'll accept your apology,
For something you accused me...
And now find that not to be true.
After years spending your time,
Slime-ing minds againgst mine!
Ruining relationships I had of all kinds.
And with just a brief apology...
You believe you are going to be freed,
Of your guilt?
Especially when it was done to me consciously.
Sure...
I'll accept your apology.
Will you accept my continued hatred for you?
Sincerely speaking,
Of course.
And with respectful brotherhood.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Song For My Funeral

A Song For My Funeral

when they buried him
a young boy
in a cardboard box
somewhere in the green mountain
there was a song nobody knew
there was a song
unknown and unsung

I know the song
it has been silent for many years
buried in an unmarked grave
a dead boy does not age

I shall be writing the song
for my funeral to come
it will be there
for you to sing
wherever you are

Suchoon Mo
- Lucid Rhythms, issue 2, June 2008 -

poem by Suchoon Mo_
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The Funeral Bell

The funeral bell is ringing a reminder of our mortality
Farewelling a deceased soul one day 'twill ring for me
Ringing in the stillness of this cool Autumn day
Across the rural city in the morning damp and gray.

The funeral bell is pealing for one a last farewell
And few sounds sadder than the slow peals of the loud funeral bell
Above the streets and houses it echoes to the sky
For one bound for her or his last resting place the cemetery nearby.

The peewees in the town park distinctive in their call
And the magpie on a wattle pipe on this cool morning in the Fall
And for one who will not breathe again the eulogy is read
And the funeral bell is tolling in memory of the dead.

The funeral bell is ringing for one a last goodbye
And on the clock of our mortality the hours just seem to fly
Respect to the departed is all that we can pay
And for each and everyone of us a final night and day.

poem by Francis Duggan
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I Sing A Song

I sing a song of a thousand words,
A love song just for you.
It flows within my heart and soul,
Will you sing it too?

Join me in this lovely song,
Sing it with me dear.
Shout it out from deep within,
For everyone to hear.

I sing a song of a thousand words,
A song so filled with love.
A song that also birds will sing,
Even the mourning dove.

We'll sing it all the time my love,
Throughout every day.
This love song of a thousand words,
For each other we convey.

poem by Adam McKim
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The Raven sings

The Raven sings

Can you hear the Raven sing?
I hear it everyday.
What does this Raven bring?
Death in many ways.

Can you hear the Raven sing?
I hear it sing your name.
When you see the Ravens wings,
You will go insane.

Can you hear the Raven sing?
The Ravens here today.
Can you feel your heart sink,
As a loved one is taken away.

poem by Jamie Wright
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I Wish I Cared

(magne furuholmen)
To hold me closer or set me free
To trust completely or let it be
You dont know my destiny
You cant see what I can see
Hey - I wish I cared
Hey - I wish I cared
To love me truely or let me go
Inbetween I dont want to know
This is how it has to be
No more us and no more we
Hey - I wish I cared
Hey - I wish I cared
Once again, on the station
See your face in a crowd
Comes again the sensation
You cant hear yourself think
With their voices inside your head
Hey - I wish I cared
Hey - I wish I cared
I wish I cared
Yes I really do
I wish I cared
(hey) I wish I cared
Yes I really do
I wish I cared
(hey) I wish I cared
I wish I cared
(hey)

song performed by by A-Ha
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Sing

Sing, sing a song
Sing out loud
Sing out strong
Sing of good things not bad
Sing of happy not sad
(*) sing, sing a song
Make it simple to last
Your whole life long
Dont worry that its not
Good enough for anyone
Else to hear
Just sing, sing a song
La la la la la
La la la la la la...
Sing, sing a song
Let the world sing along
Sing of love there could be
Sing for you and for me
Repeat (*)

song performed by by Carpenters
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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If Bush said just once: 'Boy. I hope you accept my apology as a country,' or showed some humanity.

quote by Burt Bacharach
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Teardrops Will Fall

(dickey doo-marion smith)
(e) - (a) - (b7)
(e) I read your letter and (a) tears filled my (e) eyes
All of your promises fading, was (b7) nothing but (e) lies
So I turned your photograph over, (a) face to the (e) wall
And when I (a) dim the (e) lights in my (a) room (e) tonight
(b7) teardrops will (e) fall
(e) teardrops will fall tonight
(a) tears I cant (e) hide
Tears that I tried to keep
(b7) deep down inside
(e) tears fall, a love thats gone
(a) beyond re (e) call
And when I (a) dim the (e) lights in my (a) room to (e) night
(b7) teardrops will (e) fall
Im gonna pray tonight, baby
Hoping you will hear
Maybe youll right the wrong, now
And dry each tear
Ill sit alone tonight hoping you will call
And when I dim the lights in my room tonight
Teardrops will fall

song performed by by Ry Cooder
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Perpetual Being

Sing me a song
a song
of you and me
of how
we used to be
a song
that tingles
at my feet
closing my eyes
swaying to the beat.

Sing me a song
sweet in taste
filled with
feelings of
holy grace
a song
which ignites
the lonely sticken
lying peacefully
as our souls
escapes
to heaven.

Written by: - Giselle Joseph

poem by Giselle Joseph
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Sing

(raposo)
Sing, sing a song
Sing out loud, sing out strong
Sing of good things, not bad
Sing out happy, not sad
Sing, sing a song
Make it simple
To last your whole life long
Dont worry if its not good enough
For anyone else to hear
Just sing, sing a song
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Chorus:
Sing, sing a song
Let the world sing along
Sing of love there could be
Sing for you and for me
Sing, sing a song
Make it simple
To last your whole life long
Dont worry if its not good enough
For anyone else to hear
Just sing, sing a song
(just sing, sing a song)
Just sing, sing a song
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la (to fade)

song performed by by Lea Salonga
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I Guess Living Is So True

In trying to get all the clues
What living might be about

I know a man who said
You had a good life
If there are many people smiling
When you first shed the tears of being born
And if there are many people crying
When you’re long dead gone
I forgot his name
But I believe this is
What living might be about
A cradle and funeral treasure

I guess living is so true
In trying to get all the clues
What living might be about

Tasting the feel of questions
The dough of answers dwelling in different thoughts
And a blissful moment
When you suddenly do not care about either
But simply live a moment of your own truth
With an absurd credo that everything will be ok
Cannot prove anyhting
But pure joy of the choice you’ve made
A cradle and funeral treasure

I guess living is so true
In trying to get all the clues
What living might be about

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Love Song For You

When I sing
with my voice,
Hearing the sound
from my soul
from my guitar

When I play guitar
with my fingers
hear the songs
from my lovers
from a remote place

When I shout
please hear my echo
hear my song
from the empty cave

When I whistle
hear my songs
from a ship and plane
from a temple
to sing my love song.

When I sing my story
to God and loved ones
Please hear and understand
the story of love
for You and Me.

This is the Love song
Specially For You, my dear,
Listen carefully,
follow your instinct
and intuition.

poem by Lawrence Hiung
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The song I sing

The song I sing

I sing ta u the song I sing is joy
If you were gone then part of me would die
I would go on and leave part of me behind
for you and I are one in twined

I sing ta u the song I sing is faith
But the thought of you would never fade
the thought of blue sky's would turn to haze
I would prefer to help you through this maze

I sing ta u the song I sing is love
your very footsteps are notes to a song
and many loved ones sing a long
and of that chorus I belong

poem by Paul Cutting
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Unveiling

Its a custom we have
were a year has passed
since loved ones
have gone to heavens pearly gates
We gather together
close family and friends
to uncover the tombstone
of our family who bares our name
With love and respect
we uncover the stone
from ministers, brothers,
sisters, grandchildren, greats and friends
Its our last farewell
were we sing and praise
and acknowledge our loved ones
that have passed away
It helps us the living
to move on in our lives
we smile in remembrance
of what full lives they had
with one final prayer
we all bow our heads
and give thanks to the lord
for giving them our loved ones
to be a part of our lives
So one final note
to my Mum and my Dad
your always remember
for ever in our hearts
for now and evermore

poem by Kaila George
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You Creative Types Are So Tempermental

You want me to apologize?
OKAY...
I apologize.

'What level of sincerity,
Was that apology? '

I would say...
Right between where I would put my foot.
And the words your ears would hear,
As they rolled off my tongue.

'I accept your apology.'

I am glad of that!
Because you would find my foot painful.
And those words rolling off my tongue...
Would be created just for you.

'But then again...
That doesn't sound too bad of an offer.
Do you mind if I returned your apology?

What did I say now?
Who cares!
Walk away.
You creative types are so tempermental.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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