Birdgirl on a Cell Phone
She has eyes disability blue
A german dog and strict curfew
And if one man's cage is another man's stage
Then she's turned the script to another page
And she doesn't really give a damn
What you have to say
She makes a call on her friends cell phone
The operator answers and says you're not alone
And if one man's ceiling is another's dance floor
Then shell be the one running to the sea shore
Trying to tell the seagulls
This is home
And if one man's cage is another man's stage
Then she'll be the one wiser than her age
Trying to get the message to your ear
song performed by by Eels
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One Chance
We have one chance.
One chance to get everything right.
We have one chance, one chance.
And if we're lucky we might.
My friends, my habits, my family,
they mean so much to me.
I just don't think that it's right.
I've seen so many ships sail in,
just to head back out again and go off sinking.
I'm just a box in a cage. I'm just a box in a cage.
I'm just a box, just a box in a cage.
I'm just a box, just a box in a cage.
I'm just a box, just a box in a cage.
I'm just a box in a cage.
Didn't mean to laugh, didn't know I had.
Didn't know the better part of what you said
cuz in your head you are not home.
Didn't get the joke. Didn't mean to poke another,
just to save myself
from some something something or another one.
Well walk home.
I'm just a box in a cage. I'm just a box in a cage.
I'm just a box, just a box in a cage.
I'm just a box in a cage.
I'm just a box, just a box in a cage.
I'm just a box, just a box in a cage.
I'm just a box in a cage.
We have one chance,
one chance to get everything right.
My friends, my habits, my family,
they mean so much to me.
I just don't think that it's right.
I've seen so many ships sail in,
just to head back out again and go off sinking.
song performed by by Modest Mouse
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Pacing The Cage
By: bruce cockburn
Sunset is an angel weeping
Holding out a bloody sword
No matter how I squint I cannot
Make out what its pointing toward
Sometimes you feel like youve lived too long
Days drip slowly on the page
And you catch yourself
Pacing the cage
Ive proven who I am so many times
The magnetic strips worn thin
And each time I was someone else
And everyone was taken in
Powers chatter in high places
Stir up eddies in the dust of rage
Set me to pacing the cage
I never knew what you all wanted
So I gave you everything
All that I could pillage
All the spells that I could sing
Its as if the thing were written
In the constitution of the age
Sooner or later youll wind up
Pacing the cage
Sometimes the best map will not guide you
You cant see whats round the bend
Sometimes the road leads through dark places
Sometimes the darkness is your friend
Today these eyes scan bleached-out land
For the coming of the outbound stage
Pacing the cage
Pacing the cage
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Quiet Please, There's A Lady On Stage
(carole bayer-sager & peter allen)
Quiet please, there's a lady on stage
She may not be the latest rage
But she's singing and she means it
And she deserves a little silence
Quiet please, there's a woman up there
And she's been honest through her songs
Long before your consciousness was raised
Doesn't that deserve a little praise
So put your hands together and help her along
All that's left of the singer's
All that's left of the song
Stand for the ovation
And give her one last celebration
Quiet please, there's a person up there
And she's been singing of the things
That none of us could bear to hear for ourselves
Give her your respect if nothing else
Quiet please, there's a lady on stage
Conductor, turn the final page
And when it's over we can all go home
But she lives on -- on the stage alone.
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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(Rejection Poem) Another Lie
The world is my stage.
I'm tired of being locked in a cage.
But it is in me to be free?
It is my destiny.
Just get away from me before I hurt you.
Your all the same
You come expecting something I just can no longer give.
Oh its getting harder and harder to forgive.
No i shall not relive it.
I'm gone already.
Don't have to look my direction ever again.
I won't ever wave.
Life is always fun and games to you.
Guess what this an absolute screw you.
You say friends matter.
I say where were you?
Leaving me alone to my own devices
like you always do.
Your mistake,
your heartache.
I won't even apologizes.
Because I was just living another lie.
A fantasy world I thought I could survive.
But I just died a little inside.
Its getting easier to sail these dark skies.
And this where I stake my claim.
On the world stage.
Becoming part of the rave.
Photogenic,
sympathetic,
to those less fortunate then you.
Guilt doesn't eat at me,
but becomes part of me.
You can't shoot me down
when I didn't ask.
Your thinking way to fast.
Slow down cause its already over.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Cockroach
Sitting in the sunshine
Sipping cheap wine on a bed
Salsa in the summer
Some tequila for my head
Just take me home, just take me home (Just take me home)
I love the winter, winter, yeah yeah
Give me a phone, give me a phone (Give me a phone)
The operator
Red eyes in the sunshine
Sipping cheap wine on a bed
Salsa in the summer
Casanovas walk the stretch
Just take me home, just take me home (Just take me home)
I love the winter, winter, yeah yeah
Give me a phone, give me a phone (Give me a phone)
The operator, yeah yeah yeah
Just take me home, just take me home, just take me home
Cockroach, cockroach, cockroach, cockroach...
Sitting in the sunshine
Some tequila for my head
Just take me home, just take me home (Just take me home)
I love the winter, winter, yeah yeah
Give me a phone, give me a phone (Give me a phone)
The operator, yeah yeah yeah
Just take me home, just take me home (Just take me home)
I love the winter, winter, yeah yeah
Give me a phone, give me a phone (Give me a phone)
song performed by by Feeder
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The Chronicles of A Day Stranded In Nature Part 3 Softer
Run here
Workout there
Take a whole wad of hair
Smack it on your knee
All command given to me
Now please give me less
Now after I have done all the rest
There are less and less
As tomorrows fly by
So high in the sky
So high I cannot reach
Wishing someone teach
Me to touch the stars, Iest I die
And be grounded... never thought how to fly
Because I've always been kept in this cage
As i build up more rage
Yet less commands they are soft now
Sometimes I ask how
Yet i lay in the ranks lay in the cage
Lay in wait
Open the cage...remove.. wait
No commands, let the beast out
I know it won't happen, but maybe there's doubt
But if one day
It could get out and get away...no
Not today
not today though... though i lay in wait
Wishing to clean the slate
If i start new
Then rage would take over, and a red hue
Would emerge and take over my sight
I would let it out happily
But i will not let
This stage be set
I will keep all feelings in
For now..
Outside I think of this...
Softer I must let.. I must never let it out
poem by David Knox
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A caged bird`s plea
In the cage for years,
this cage my home,
a wingless bird
forgotten how to fly
You have cut my wings Oh! man
in the cage let me be,
my folks are away, know not where
do not set me free
poem by Dr Madhavi Grace
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Limelight
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Living on a lighted stage
Approaches the unreal
For those who think and feel
In touch with some reality
Beyond the gilded cage
Cast in this unlikely role,
Ill-equipped to act
With insufficient tact
One must put up barriers
To keep oneself intact
Living in the limelight
The universal dream
For those who wish to seem
Those who wish to be
Must put aside the alienation
Get on with the fascination
The real relation
The underlying theme
Living in a fisheye lens
Caught in the camera eye
I have no heart to lie
I cant pretend a stranger
Is a long-awaited friend
All the worlds indeed a stage
And we are merely players
Performers and portrayers
Each anothers audience
Outside the gilded cage
song performed by by Rush
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A Cage in the Bird
he was out of the cage
as he was treated as a bird
and he sings
to the sky
but then he had loved the cage so well
and the hands of the master
that feed him
that every morning listens to his song
he had missed sorely so well
and so back into that cage
he flies in
for the master had left it all open
he sings again
concluding that the cage must also
be the home
for freedom
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Visit My Cage
Visit my cage and see my bird,
Visit my page and read my lines,
And, let me touch your lovely heart with my care;
For, the stage is now opened for you!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Inside A Cage
he is inside a cage
and he does not really want to be inside the cage forever
the cage however is different
it is not locked and no one guards it
he is free to go out and get in anytime
this cage of his choice
he wants to get out of this cage for good
he just can't
he loves to be caged somehow
despite the protest of his reason
he goes out to free himself but only after a while
he gets inside the cage again
in fact he is more inside it and locking himself in it even
he loves what this cage can provide him
his sense of privacy his taste for an enclosure
his genes his sense of wanting to be alone
his beloved prison where he keeps his sins
it is where his ecstasies are hatched and grown
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You have to take into account it was the cell phone that became what the modern-day concept of a phone call is, and this is a device that's attached to your hip 24/7. Before that there was 'leave a message' and before that there was 'hopefully you're home.'
quote by Giovanni Ribisi
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Players
The summer leaves in autumn fall
covering grass and garden walls.
A passing page on life’s stage
soon forgotten as the next season calls,
a circling unforgiving tide
that carries with it our passing lives.
Players are we upon the stage
of life’s ever turning page.
We live today and pray for tomorrow
that we may again grace the stage
of its next passing page.
And so life goes on
from birth and beyond
as players on the stage of life.
23 June 2009
poem by David Harris
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Memory of CATS - after T.S. Eliot and Andrew Lloyd Webber
Midnight not a soul on bare scene left,
like hurt heart that has been reft
from cue beat on life’s stage.
Just spotlit echoes must haunt empty stalls,
outcast cats have sprung their cage.
Memory, all alone as bright lights dim,
where once stage-struck might minds swim -
fast bust cast must disengage!
Phantom sound waves hesitantly recall
heavy heart’s swing – turn the page!
No more floor dance, no performance,
cast is fast askance,
Time encircles plush stalls and circles,
silence, footloose, heavy falls.
Daylight, one must wait for the sunrise,
for no longer may cats’ eyes
twinkle out and assuage.
Only echo, tonight as comparison galls,
henceforth hovers here onstage.
Time disperses all fat purses,
contract contrast appals,
sad circumstance, outlook errance,
promptly unmasks surface romance.
Ditch me, its so easy to leave me
all alone with my memory
of full-house pounce bounce - turn life's page!
If you ask me you’ll understand necessity prompts
search for fresh part to engage...
poem by Jonathan Robin
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You Call It Jogging
By: john loudermilk
You call it jogging i call it running around
You say you're losing weight but you ain't lost a pound
While you're out jogging with your other friends
I'm home feeding the kids again
You call it joggin' i call it running around
You call it joggin' i call it running around
It's the best release you say you've ever found
Your friends all smile and agree yeah you were running around on me
You call it joggin' i call it running around
Somebody said they saw you down at the corner getting out of some stranger's car
You come home after running for hours ain't even breathing hard
Hmmm
You call it joggin' i call it running around
The soles of your running shoes they ain't wearing down
While you're out running up and down the streets
I'm at home trying to get the kids to sleep
Shhh
You call it joggin' i call it running around
(let's take a lap or two)
You been out since 5pm
It's now 30 minutes past 10
You blow in all out of breath
Honey you been drinking gin again?
You call it joggin' i call it running around
Draggin that silly old towel all over town
You come home grinning with your hair all wet
Smelling like shampoo instead of sweat
Mmm mmm mmm
You call it joggin' i call it running around
Oh yeah
You all it joggin' i call it running around
Yeah
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Little Bird
I got a little bird
im gonna take her home
put her in a cage
and disconnect the phone
If you give me a look
im gonna get the book
im gonna preach the word
i wanna preach to birds
as i walk the floor
yeah this i know
When i get you home
this is how it goes
i got nothing to lose
ill never let you go
song performed by by White Stripes
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O those colorful old days - Original by Rabindranath Tagore
Those days have left my gold cage
O those colorful old days
They have untied knots of
Pain and joy in so many ways
O those colorful old days!
They will learn the craft of
Writing songs from my soul –
It was their intention
I know it was their goal!
Without saying a word at this stage
They all have flown away in their ways!
O those colorful old days!
I dream, they are roaming
Around my broken cage
For someone of those days
For someone I can guess.
O those colorful old days!
Is this pain for nothing!
Are they birds of shadow?
Haven’t they flapped their wings?
I have heard sound, I know!
Without saying a word at this stage
They all have flown away in their ways!
O those colorful old days!
poem by Asif Andalib
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Long-distance Operator
Long-distance operator,
Place this call, its not for fun.
Long-distance operator,
Please, place this call, you know its not for fun.
I gotta get a message to my baby,
You know, shes not just anyone.
There are thousands in the phone booth,
Thousands at the gate.
There are thousands in the phone booth,
Thousands at the gate.
Evrybody wants to make a long-distance call
But you know theyre just gonna have to wait.
If a call comes from louisiana,
Please, let it ride.
If a call comes from louisiana,
Please, let it ride.
This phone booths on fire,
Its getting hot inside.
Evrybody wants to be my friend,
But nobody wants to get higher.
Evrybody wants to be my friend,
But nobody wants to get higher.
Long-distance operator,
I believe Im stranglin on this telephone wire.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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0316 Faith - For You Who Asked
Yes, there is a stage
and yes, there are actors;
a script to engage;
an experienced director..
Yes, indeed, I’ll pray for you
to the One they say best deems
those matters which may bless our soul
however strange they seem;
Oh yes, I will pray for you,
as much as human can;
but, add this wish from me for you,
which is more personal:
In course of time – who knows how long? –
may you look back and say,
‘Although it seemed ungodly cruel,
it turned out well for me..’
Yes, there is a stage
and yes, there are actors;
a script to engage;
an experienced director.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Need to be told
If you need to be told
Then don't try to be bold
You will be like any other person
May come in life and go as seasons
Person should be able to take his own decisions
That should not vary and must be with precision
It trusts self first then thinks of others actions
There is no fun in offering any kind of reactions
You are your own judge and come to the conclusion
Every word is spoken with care and without any confusion
There is no withdrawal as it has been carefully considered
At no stage there is second thought and differed
This is how the stubbornness comes in life at later stage
It is with experience and coming up of the age
You are shedding off the uncertainty and come out of the cage
The confidence is reflected as new words are printed on page
Let actions speak louder than words
You may find it easy to look and go forward
You may have full satisfaction of what you contemplated
Every action is thought of and fully related
An individual has to be master of his own destiny
This fact might not been realized by many
There is hidden message behind it with some purpose
One must always keep mind free without keeping any grudge
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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