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Cenotaph / Letter From Amsterdam

Snow hard up against my doorway
And its falling twice as fast
Funny I was just thinking of you my friend
How long you were gonna last
Driving those blizzards cross europe
Snow chains on you back
64 feet of mobile thunder, leaving a ten wheel track
Its good to hear from you, go easy when you can
My day is better for your letter from amsterdam
I stand alone by the cenotaph
Where the unknown soldier lies
And its somewhere out there that you are
This freedom angel died
To save us from depression
Today I look around, boys our age and younger
I fear we let them down
Its good to hear from you, go easy when you can
My day is better for your letter from amsterdam
The town squares disappearing
It drifts up to my knees
Midnight silence deafening
And my feet begin to freeze
Is it because we dont remember?
We cannot understand?
But me and the unknown soldier
Got your letter from amsterdam

song performed by by Chris Rea
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Amsterdam

Looking good through the window
Shinin red and blue light
A little thick in the bottom
But still lookin allright, yeah
Got a pocket full of money
Got me a long night ahead
A quick stop by the bulldog
Score me some panama red, yeah
Wham, bam, oh amsterdam, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stone you like nothin else can, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hot damn, roll an amsterdam, yeah, yeah, yeah
If she cant, then nothin else can
Caught a plane outta moskow
Spent one cold night in berlin
Its a long hard way
But Im comin back again, yeah
Wham, bam, oh amsterdam, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stone you like nothin else can, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, come on now, roll an amsterdam, yeah, yeah, yeah
If she cant, then no one else can, yeah, yeah, yeah
Wham, bam, oh amsterdam, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stone you like nothin else can, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hot damn, roll an amsterdam, yeah, yeah, yeah
If she cant, then no one else can, yeah, yeah, yeah
Wham, bam, oh amsterdam, yeah, yeah, yeah
You dont have to worry about the man, yeah, yeah ,yeah
Hot damn, burn an amsterdam yea, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stone me like nothin else can, yeah, yeah, yeah

song performed by by Van Halen
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Letter To A Soldier

Letter To A Soldier

A soldier got a letter, from the one he loved the most,
he looked at her new picture and he began to boast,
about his lovely wife and their kids back home,
which made all his buddies, think about their own,
when he was all alone, with her letter in his hand,
he thought about the love they had, and began to understand,
the reasons he had for fighting, and the sacrifices he had to make,
so the freedom of his family, no one could ever take,
he kissed the letter as though it was his wife,
it would have to do him, through all his pain and strife,
he kept the letter with him, right next to his heart,
as if it would protect him, during the battles he knew would start,
though many men were wounded, and some of them had died,
he kept the letter with him, it gave him strength inside,
the letter told him, all he had to know,
that his family missed him, and they loved him so,
so all you married ladies, with a husband in Iraq,
send him a little something everyday, until he finally does come back,
tell him about the children and the little things they do,
tell him how much you love him, you know he misses you,
soon this war will be over, and the killing all will end,
there will be a smile upon your face, when you welcome home,
YOUR BEST FRIEND.

written by Harry Bryant
28 August 2008 ©
all rights reserved

poem by Harry Bryant
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Write Me A Letter

Write me a letter
Write me a letter
Write it today
Im goin away (yes it has)
Write me a letter
Write me a letter
Write it today
Im goin away (yes it is)
Well Ive been away forever
Suicides crossin my mind
Well Ill never, never get so far behind
I said, the ways of the night are evil
Without that lord of day
But Ill never, never get so far away
I said write me
Write me
Write me
Write me
I said write me
Write me
Write me
Well theres nothin I can see
Thatd ever make me
Want to be without her
Shes good, she good to me
Said theres no way to explain
The kind of feelin that you get out in the
She good, she good to me
She good, she good to me
I love her
Write me a letter
Write me a letter
Write it today
Im goin away (yes it has)
Write me a letter
Write me a letter
Write it today
Im goin away (yes it is)
Well Ive been away forever
Suicides crossin my mind
Well Ill never, never get so far behind
Well Ive been so many places
Hidin from the wind and the rain
But you could write me a letter
For to save me from goin insane
Write me
Excite me
Write me
Write me
Write me
Write me...

song performed by by Aerosmith
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A Story of Two Soldiers

A story of a soldier, with a heart
Who came upon a dead Japanese soldier
With a letter sticking out his pocket, in the war
This soldier took the letter, obviously
The important treasure of the dead one.
He framed it and stored it;
Another man's most prized possessions,
Of a child's colored picture, and a baby's photo.

Years later, and someone notices
The framed paper, and suggests
Trying to track down the original family
And though it seems impossible:
The impossible is accomplished,
Through another soldier's care, though he was
A stranger to the poor dead soldier
He must have felt their close brotherhood,
As two soldiers engaged in a difficult war.

And there is a woman now,
Who cradles the picture she colored
As a small child; and her baby sister
In the photo at the top; also living, now an adult
She said, Father never returned to us
We never had a chance to know him
But now we know him; he's come back
We know who he was thinking about
At the end- this man gave our father back to us.

And the old soldier has a new friend now;
If you treat the other side's soldier as no less
Than your own family
His family will come to know you in time,
As truest friend,
And closer to heart
Than any grief could ever reach.

poem by Patti Masterman
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One Last Letter

writing one last letter...
not sure who it's to
- dont think it matters!

the words are composed of
the things i've done... both
good and bad.

the commas are for my mistakes,
-Lord, we're gonna have a lot of commas!
mistakes both of omission,
and commission...

the periods are for the times
i gave up, quit trying,
lost my way...

but the body of the letter
is filled with hope....
hope that sees things as
they are, and still believes...

i dont have to sign this letter,
it looks, smells, and tastes
like me...

i'll put this letter in the mailbox,
addressed to occupant,
to whomever gets it...

address unknown!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Loving a Soldier

loving a soldier is a high price to pay,

loving him truly is hard when he's away.

it's being alone with nothing to hold;

it's being young, but feeling old;

it's having him whisper his love for you;

it's whispering back that you love him too.

there comes a kiss and a promise for more,

as his plane slowly rises to soar;

reluctantly, painfully, letting him go,

while your insides are dying from wanting him so,

standing alone with your hopes, dreams, and fears.

it's sending a letter with the stamp upside down,

to a far away love in a far away town.

it's going to church to kneel and pray,

and really meaning the things that you say.

being in love will foster your dreams,

of that far away soldier your mind fairly beams.

days go by, no mail for a spell,

you wait for some word to hear he is well.

then a letter arrives, and your given in,

to open his letter and read it with a grin.

yes, he is well and he misses you so,

it's filled with the love you wanted to know.

weeks are like months, and months are like years,

you wait for the day when you'll have no more fears.

days go by slowly, how many have passed?

yes, loving a soldier brings bitterness and fears,

lonlieness, sadness, and despondent years.

loving a soldier isn't much fun,

but it's worth the price when the battle is won;

and remember he is thinking of you everyday,

he's sad he's lonely while so far away;

so love him and miss him and hold your head high,

be strong and have faith, wipe that tear from your eye.

it's the high price to pay for loving a soldier.

poem by Kriston Mchugh
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Ich Liebe Dich Amsterdam

Ich liebe dich
Amsterdam
Ich liebe dich Amsterdam
Because you are a beautiful city
And I just landed at the Schiphol Airport
And my driver that was provided for me from work will drive me
To the hotel
And I am very lucky because inside of that limousine there is a computer
So I can do my work while mydriver takes me to my hotel
And my work won't be wasted
Rather than to have the work done on time
Ich liebe dich
Amsterdam
And now I am arriving at my hotel where I will stay for couple nights
I don't know what to expect from dowtown Amsterdam

poem by Aldo Kraas
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Snow Blizzard

Snow is falling
Making it hard to see
The temperature is dropping
To negative digits
Winds are picking up
Swirling snow into piles
Having little finger drifts
Cover the roads
Hiding the ice patches
That are dangerous
To most drivers
Kids are no where
To be found
Only adults
Out on the driveways
With red and blue shovels
Scooping up snow
And throwing it off to the side
These winter storms
That most people fear
Are the cold and miserable
Snow blizzards

poem by Allison Unknown
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One Of These Days

One of these days,
Im gonna sit down and write a long letter
To all the good friends Ive known
And Im gonna try
And thank them all for the good times together.
Though so apart weve grown.
One of these days,
Im gonna sit down and write a long letter
To all the good friends Ive known
One of these days, one of these days, one of these days,
And it wont be long, it wont be long.
And Im gonna thank,
That old country fiddler
And all those rough boys
Who play that rock n roll
I never tried to burn any bridges
Though I know I let some good things go.
One of these days,
Im gonna sit down and write a long letter
To all the good friends Ive known
One of these days, one of these days, one of these days,
And it wont be long, it wont be long.
From down in l.a.
All the way to nashville,
From new york city
To my canadian prairie home
My friends are scattered
Like leaves from an old maple.
Some are weak, some are strong.
One of these days,
Im gonna sit down and write a long letter
To all the good friends Ive known
One of these days, one of these days, one of these days,
And it wont be long, it wont be long.
One of these days, one of these days, one of these days,
And it wont be long, it wont be long.

song performed by by Neil Young
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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In Love With A Soldier

Loving a soldier is a high price to pay,
loving him truly is hard when he's away.
It's being alone with nothing to hold;
lt's being young, but feeling old;
it's having him whisper his love for you;
it's whispering back that you love him too.
There comes a kiss and a promise for more,
as his plane slowly rises to soar;
reluctantly, painfully, letting him go,
while your insides are dying from wanting him so,
watching him leave with eyes full of tears,
standing alone with your hopes, dreams and fears.
It's sending a letter with the stamp upside down,
to a far away love in a far away town.
It's going to church to kneel and pray,
and really meaning the things that you say.
Being in love will foster your dreams,
of that far away soldier your mind fairly beams.
Days go by, no mail for a spell,
you wait for some word to hear that he's well.
Then a letter arrives, and you've given in,
to open his letter and read it with a grin,
yes, he is well and misses you so,
it's filled with the love you wanted to know.
Weeks are like months, and months are like years,
you wait for the day when you'll have no more fears.
Days go by slowly, how many have passed?
Yes, loving a soldier brings bitterness and fears,
loneliness, sadness and despondent years.
Loving a soldier isn't much fun,
but it's worth the price when the battle is won;
and remember he is thinking of you everyday,
he's sad and he's lonely while so far away;
so love him and miss him and hold your head high,
be strong and have faith, wipe that tear from your eye.
It's the high price you pay for loving a soldier

poem by Danielle Elsworth
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I Thought Id Write To Juliet

I thought Id write to juliet, for she would understand
And when someone is already dead they can no longer let you down
Instead I find myself talking to you, as my oldest friend
Tell me how I can advise someone, that I dont even know,
To welcome death
For I received a letter that is worth reporting
And though it may raise a cynical smile
It leaves a sinking feeling
Like when a soldier in a story says to the sergeant...
Have you seen my pride and joy? ...
You know the rest...and its no joke...forgive me please as I quote...
This is a letter of thanks, as Im so bored here in I cant
Say where.
So Im writing to people that I may never meet
And I was thinking if something you said...
Im a female soldier, my name is constance.
I enlisted in the military needing funds for college
Im twenty-three years old and if I do get home alive
I imagine I may think again...
Im sleeping with my eyes open for fear of attack
Your words are a comfort, theyre the best thing that I have
Apart from family pictures and, of course, my gas mask
I dont know why I am writing to you

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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The Ballad Of John & Yoko

Standing on the dock at southampton
Trying to get to holland or france
The man in the mac
Said, "you've gotta go back"
You know, they didn't even give us a chance
Christ, you know it ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They're gonna crucify me
Finally made the plane into paris
Honeymooning down by the seine
Peter brown called to say
"you can make it okay
"you can get married in gibraltar, near spain"
Christ, you know it ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They're gonna crucify me
Drove from paris to the amsterdam hilton
Talking in our beds for a week
The newspeople said
"say, what're you doing in bed?"
I said, "we're only trying to get us some peace"
Christ, you know it ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They're gonna crucify me
Made a lightning trip to vienna
Eating chocolate cakes in a bag
The newspapers said
"she's gone to his head
"they look just like two gurus in drag"
Christ, you know it ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They're gonna crucify me
Caught the early plane back to london
Fifty acrons tied in a sack
The men from the press
Said, "we wish you success
"it's good to have the both of you back"
Christ, you know it ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They're gonna crucify me
The way things are going
They're gonna crucify me
The way things are going
They're gonna crucify me

song performed by by Lennon John
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Special Delivery

The postman got himself in to a bit of a mess:
And he delivered a letter to the wrong address.
The intended recipient would feel a lot better,
When, in her hand, she was holding the letter.

When she opened that letter, intended for her,
Emotions inside her would soon start to stir.
The letter had travelled across many a mile;
To her face, it would bring a great big smile.

The letter was from a soldier in Afghanistan:
Maybe it bore news from her beloved man?
I am sure that she cried when he was deployed.
Receiving the letter, she would be so overjoyed.

The light blue letter had travelled all that way;
I was sure it would make the young lady's day.
From her boyfriend she would be dying to hear;
Receiving his letter would bring her much cheer.

I imagined the message written from his heart,
Helping to bridge the gap, during their time apart.
I pictured him writing, while rockets flew overhead.
She would re-read many times, all that he had said.

Holding that letter, made me stop and think:
With that soldier, I felt a strange kind of link.
Looking at the envelope, I held in my hands,
Her emotions, I suddenly began to understand.

I thought about the couple's mix of emotions,
During their time, parted by the mighty oceans.
I thought about how he would wish he was here,
And how they had both shed some secret tears.

Hearing from him, she would cry tears of relief.
I bet he signed his name with kisses underneath.
To her, the letter would be a wonderful sight,
And she would sleep well in her bed that night.

poem by Angela Wybrow
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Letter To Lucille

Somebody, please, if somebody will
Let them take a letter to my girl, Lucille
Let them tell her, Lord, how I'm missing
her still
I think about her constantly
Somebody, please, if somebody can
Let them take a letter from this
lonely man
All I ask is Lord, make her understand
I'll die if she don't wait for me
I heard a rumor from the guys in Cell A
You've served your time and you are
leaving today
Well, there is something you can do
for me to help your old friend
Help me, please
'Cause I've got seven years in this
old pen
Till I'm home again
Somebody, please, if somebody will
Let them take a letter to my girl, Lucille
Let them tell her, Lord, how I'm missing
her still
I think about her constantly
Somebody, please, if somebody can
Let them take a letter from this
lonely man
All I ask is, Lord, make her understand
I'll die if she don't wait for me
To hear you tell it, you're all innocent men
But I was guilty, and I'd do it all again
Just to hold her for a minute or two
I'd steal a king's crown, yes, I would
If I don't reach that girl some way, I know
There'll be another man around
Somebody, please, if somebody will
Let them take a letter to my girl, Lucille
Let them tell her, Lord, how I'm missing
her still
Because I think about her constantly
Ugh, somebody, please, if somebody can
Let them take a letter from this lonely man
All I ask is, Lord, why don't you make her
understand because
I'll die if she don't wait for me
Oooooh, somebody, please, if somebody will
Let them take a letter to my girl, Lucille
Let them tell her, Lord, how I'm missing
Her still
I think about her constantly............

song performed by by Tom Jones
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My Little Soldier

For you, my little soldier,
I got you an army;
An army of little green men waiting,
Obeying every command.

For you, my little soldier,
I got you a car;
One that raced, and
Flashed by the tree.

For you, my little soldier,
I got you a plane;
A plane that flew, by
The ceiling fan.

For you, my little soldier,
I got you a letter;
One that gave blessings, and
Kept you safe.

For you, my little soldier,
This year I got you flowers;
Flowers that shone against the snow, and
kept vigil at your stone.

poem by Valerie Pratt
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Return To Sender

I gave a letter to the postman,
He put it his sack.
Bright in early next morning,
He brought my letter back.
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown.
No such number, no such zone.
We had a quarrel, a lovers spat
I write Im sorry but my letter keeps coming back.
So then I dropped it in the mailbox
And sent it special d.
Bright in early next morning
It came right back to me.
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown.
No such person, no such so.
This time Im gonna take it myself
And put it right in her hand.
And if it comes back the very next day
Then Ill understand - the writing on it
Return to sender, address unknown.
No such number, no such zone.

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Talking Optimist Blues

Words and Music by Neil Diamond and Gretchen Peters
I got worries by the ton; gettin' cancer's only one.
Overtaxed and alimonied, tired of eatin' fried baloney.
I got burdens on my shoulders, dying young or growin' older.
There's some brain cells I'm missin',
but despite it all, I'd like to say--
I'm gonna have a good day today.
Gonna have a good time anyway.
Put it all behind me, lay it all away.
Gonna be a good day today.
Bills and pills and former wives,
past mistakes and former lives.
Bank account is overdrawn,
out of Prozac, hairline's gone.
Hearing voices in my head;
say I should've stayed in bed.
Dog just died, but what the heck;
nothing worse can happen anyway.
So, I'm gonna have a good day today.
Me, I'm gonna have a good time anyway.
Put it all behind me, lay it all away.
Gonna be a good day today.
Pulled my back and wrecked my car.
Girl-friend stole my V.C.R.
Letter came from Sixty Minutes;
say they wanna put me in it.
Tell me my career just died.
Years ago I might've cried.
Now I'm just too old to do it.
May be true, but screw it anyway.
Me, I'm gonna have a good day today.
And I'm gonna have a good time anyway.
Put it all behind me, lay it all away.
Gonna be a good day today.
Hey, I'm gonna have a good day today.
Me, I'm gonna have a good time anyway.
Put it all behind me, lay it all away.
Gonna be a good day today.

song performed by by Neil Diamond
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A Soldier- Dedicated to Nicholas Shelton

There is discipline in A Soldier you can see it when he walks,
There is honor in A Soldier you hear it when he talks.
There is courage in A Soldier you can see it in his eyes,
There is loyalty in A Soldier that he will not compromise.
There is something in A Soldier that makes him stand apart,
There is strength in A Soldier that beats from his heart.
A Soldier isn't a title any man can be hired to do,
A Soldier is the soul of that man buried deep inside of you.
A Soldier's job isn't finished after an 8 hour day or a 40 hour week,
A Soldier is always A Soldier even while he sleeps.
A Soldier serves his country first and his life is left behind,
A Soldier has to sacrifice what comes first in a civilian's mind.
If you are civilian - I am saying this to you..... next time you see A Soldier remember what they do.
A Soldier is the reason our land is 'Home of the free',
A Soldier is the one that is brave protecting you and me.
If you are A Soldier - I am saying this to you.....
Thank God for EVERY SOLDIER Thank God for what YOU do!

I thought about you Mr. Shelton, I figured this is the least I could do to thank you my friend.

poem by Caleb Jones
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Unknown Soldier

Soldier, here I stand and wonder, thinking of the distant thunder,
Of the cannons that once shook the very dirt beneath your feet,
Fire that split the sky above you, turning red what once had been blue,
What a war you were thrust into! Not a moments peace to keep!
Soldier brave your heart must be here! How elusive simple sleep!
Fighting; no reward you'll reap!

When the enemy was coming, through the smoke and mist was running,
And the early morning hour concealed the sun upon its throne,
There when darkest felt your spirit, there your visage fell, to hear it,
To hear the stamp of horse; and fear it, as ear you lay upon the stone!
Nameless soldier! How your radiant face with courage there hath shown!
Shall the battle ere' be done?

Soldier, who will know your valor? How that, never did you cower,
While the bayonet was stabbing and mad bullets pierced the air!
None will know the fateful story of your patriotic glory,
For your body saw a gory death, and nature showed no care.
Hence the war will be remembered yet forget its heroes fair,
Unknown soldiers, don't despair!

poem by Marlin Nightingale
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Amsterdam

This song was first released on the take me to tomorrow album. it is the only album it has been released on.
Of the dreams that he brings from the wide open sea
In the port of amsterdam theres a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank sweeps to the old willow tree
In the port of amsterdam theres a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries in a drunkin down fight
But in the port of amsterdam theres a sailor whos bom
On a muggy, hot mom by the dawns early light
In the port of amsterdam where the sailors all meet
Theres a sailor who eats only fish heads and tails
He will show you his teeth that have rotted too soon
That can swallow the moon that can haul up the I sails
And he asks to the cook with his amms open wide
Bring me more fish, put it down by my side
And he wants so to belch, but hes too full to try
So he gets up and he laughs, and he zips up his fty
In the port of amsterdam you can see sailors dance
Haunches bursting their pants, binding women to paunch
Theyve forgotten the tune that their whiskey voice croaks
And their splitting the night with the roar of their jokes
And they tum and they dance and they laugh and they lust
To the rats it sounds of the accordion burst
Then hes out into the night with their pride in their pants
With a slut that they tow undemeath the street lamps
In the port of amsterdam theres a sailor who drinks
And he drinks, and he drinks, and he drinks once again
He drinks to the health of the whores of amsterdam
Who have promised their love to a thousand other men
And they darken their bodies, and their virtue long gone
For a few dirty coins
And then when he cant go on
He plants his nose in the sky
And he wipes it up above
And he spits like to cry for an unfaithful love
In the port of amsterdam, in the port of amsterdam
In the port of amsterdam
Words and music by brel - shuman

song performed by by John Denver
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