Yesterdays
Yesterdays
Yesterdays
Days I knew as happy sweet
Sequestered days
Olden days
Golden days
Days of mad romance and love
Then gay youth was mine
And truth was mine
Joyous free and flaming life
Forsooth was mine
Sad am i
Glad am i
For today Im dreaming of
Of yesterdays
Then gay youth was mine
The truth was mine
Sad am i
Glad am i
For today Im dreaming of
Of yesterdays
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Yesterdays
Jerome kern / otto harbach
Yesterdays
Days are new as happy sweet
Sequestered days
Olden days
Golden days
Days of mad romance and love
Them gay youth was mine
Truth was mine
Join us be in flame and live
Then sooth was mine
Sad and mired
Glad and mired
For today Im dreamin of
Yesterdays
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Yesterdays
Aren't we sick of yesterdays
that got us where we are?
All the yesterdays that got us here
and still we've not gotten far.
Aren't we tired of the yesterdays
that seem to haunt our dreams?
All the yesterdays have become todays
and nothing changes it seems.
Aren't we afraid of the yesterdays
that have never gone away?
All the yesterdays have come again
and now we have to pay.
The price we pay for yesterdays
is the sorrow we see today.
For the masses have become so used to them
that their feet are stuck in clay.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Oh Happy Days
Oh happy days,
Everyone likes you.
Oh happy days,
Please stay today.
Oh happy days,
Sweet like honey.
Oh happy days,
loving family ties.
Oh happy days,
Giving us strength.
Oh happy days,
Children out playing.
Oh happy days,
On the green grass.
Oh happy days,
With boundless optimism.
Oh happy days,
I give thanks.
Oh happy days,
Dreaming for more.
Oh happy days,
Warm and bright.
Oh happy days,
Like love eternal.
Oh happy days,
And glad memories.
Oh happy days,
New hope prayers.
Oh happy days,
With smiling faces.
Oh happy days,
Holidays and health.
Oh happy days,
With close friends.
Oh happy days,
Generous and giving.
Oh happy days,
Shiny rainbow dreams.
Oh happy days,
Till the very end.
Oh happy days,
Always and forever.
Amen.
poem by Rowina Mallick
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Yesterday's Papers
Who wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world
After this time I finally learned
After the pain and hurt
After all this what have I achieved
I've realized it's time to leave
Cause
Cho wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world
Living a life of constant change
Every day means the turn of a page
Yesterdays papers are such bad news
Same thing applies to me and you
Who wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world
Seems very hard to have just one girl
When there's a million in the world
All of these people just can't wait
To fall right into their big mistake
Who wants yesterdays papers
Who wants yesterdays girl
Who wants yesterdays papers
Nobody in the world
song performed by by Rolling Stones from Between The Buttons
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My Yesterdays
My yesterdays were bubble like
And they broke before I were to hold them.
Those days had the flicker of the Venus
And I thought they would last for sometime.
My yesterdays were ice-cream like
And they melted before I were to have them.
Those days had the flavour of my mother`s breast milk
And I dreamed I would taste it for some years.
My past was fleeting like a rocket
Unto the skies of my uncompromising present.
In the corridors of the ghostly edifice that sans a solace
I long to see my yesterdays dead or alive.
Who will take me to that past of Utopia?
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Tell me not of morrows, sweet
TELL me not of morrows, sweet;
All to-day is fair, and ours,
Thine and mine;
Mar not Now with needing more.
Neither speak of yesterdays;
Lose not Now with backward gaze,
Lingering on what went before.
Watch for all to-day's new flowers,
Mine and thine,
Else to-day were incomplete.
Nay, but speak of morrows, sweet;
Lest to-day seem loss of ours,
Thine and mine,
Leaving nought to come again.
Nay, but speak of yesterdays,
Lest, forgetting trodden ways,
We have trodden them in vain.
Make one love-time of all hours,
Mine and thine,
Else to-day were incomplete.
poem by Augusta Davies Webster
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Old Friends Of Mine
The songs they were singing from the golden days of our spring. When laughter rang out from those old friend of mine.
Where have they gone in the passing of time, and where are they now those old friends of mine.
The years have clouded the memories of them. The grey hairs are showing, how long has it been?
Oh where did they go? The friends of my youth. The flames of a young life and the passions we knew.
The days are shorter. Life still goes on. Our children are playing like we used to do.
Will they remember the friends of their youth when they get our age in their September song?
Oh where have they now those old friends of mine?
31 Dec 1995
poem by David Harris
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Yesterdays Songs
Written by: neil diamond
Yesterdays songs
Dont stay around long
Not much anymore
Yesterdays words
Dont make themselves heard
Like they did before
Baby, yesterdays blues
May be yesterdays news
But the truth always stays the same
And good things will never change
Like sayin I love you
Sayin I love you
Yesterdays songs
Dont seem to belong
Theyre here and theyre gone
Yesterdays moves
Dont stay in the grooves
They keep moving on
Maybe yesterdays rhyme
Was for yesterdays time
And the futures not ours to see
But theres some things that always will be
Like sayin I love you
Sayin I love you
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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Living Off Of Memories
I am living off of memories--
Just wasting my time....
The hours pass into days...
And there is no reason nor rhyme;
Blue skies have gone missing-
Replaced by dark grey--
The Sun has taken its leave---
And the night has replaced day;
Springtime no longer exists-
All the blossoms are withered and dry--
Summer times brillance...
For me has just died;
I am living of of memories--
Just wasting my time...
The hours pass into days
There is no reason nor rhyme;
All that is left is a remnant...
Of days spent with you...
The fabrric of yesterdays love...
Now distant from view;
It is far off and laying atop-
Our love making bed...
Just a remnant-a remnant...
Of loving words once said;
I am living off of memories--
Just wasting my time...
The hours pass into days--
There is no reason nor rhyme;
I'm caught in the between...
Of yesterdays time...
Back in that sweet day---
When you were once mine;
Song Lyrics
May23,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
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I’d Trade All Of My Tomorrows
Of all the roads I’ve travelled,
the worst one was losing you.
Now I’d trade of all my tomorrows,
for just one of those yesterdays.
Those days when we would walk,
arm in arm down lovers lane,
and I would sit with my arm around your shoulders,
in the back row of the pictures,
when the evening came.
Oh, if I could only bring them back again.
The days when we were happy,
dancing in the rain,
but you have found someone new,
whose love you say
shines brighter than mine.
Now I guess my loneliness,
is just another sign of our times.
15 October 2007
poem by David Harris
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Yesterdays Child
Roy orbison/bill dees
I see the face of yesterdays child,
Living in a state of in between.
Is there a place for yesterdays child,
Searching for an unforgotten dream?
Looking for rainbows at midnight,
Hoping tomorrow will come.
Will time erase for yesterdays child?
What will the child become?
I hear the voice of yesterdays child
Echoing my name, my name, my name.
Is there a choice for yesterdays child,
Seeking shelter from the falling rain?
Chasing a butterfly lover,
Making a run for the sun.
Who will rejoice for yesterdays child?
What is the game to be won?
Will you draw?
Will you fold?
Will you start playing wild?
What is the future for yesterdays child?
Will you turn to dust,
Or go to the sea, racing with destiny?
Oh,look at me,
Born to be yesterdays child.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Yesterdays Men
An insolent speck of youth
Being taken for a walk
So tightly by the ear
That he can hardly talk
Yesterdays men hang to today
To sing in the old-fashioned way
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
A metropolitan marathon
Has been held today
But who you need to catch
Will be coming the other way
Yesterdays men hang to today
To sing in any old way
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
Because when youre told to start
How far can you go
When your race is won
And you already know
Because when youre told to stop
How far will you go
When your race is run
And you already know
Yesterdays men hang to today,
To sing in any old way,
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
Will it get better in the long run
Will we be here in the long run
Yesterdays men hang to today,
To sing in any old way,
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
Will it get better in the long run
Will we be here in the long run
Do, do, do, hang on in the long run.
song performed by by Madness
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Ive Seen Better Days
The sun is shining down
Theres not one cloud around
Morning hits me
Where I lay
Everything was green
A perfect day it seems
Yeah hes got everything his way
Oh but Ive seen better days
Ive seen better days
Chorus:
When the rain was pouring down
And he had his loving arms wrapped around me
Ive seen better days
The neighbors come and go
They smile and wave hello
And all the kids are out to play
Lollipops and good times
They look so much like mine
But he has taken mine away
Oh and Ive seen better days
Lord Ive seen better days
Repeat chorus
Oh lord I miss em
Ive seen better days
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Grateful
Any day
That the Sun,
For me
Rises!
I will leave days lived alone.
A new day has been born.
And forward I move on.
Those yesterdays are gone.
Any day...
I wish to say,
I am...
Grateful!
To leave days left alone.
A new day has been born.
And forward I move on.
Those yesterdays are gone.
My eyes search desperately with clarity to see,
Where I can plant seeds.
And do good deeds to please.
I will live a life that's happy.
I will live a life in peace.
All the days,
That the Sun rises...
I will be grateful!
To be able to pick happy,
On my face and back to carry.
All the days,
That the Sun rises...
I will be grateful!
To be able to pick happy,
On my face and back to carry.
To be able to pick happy,
On my face and back to carry.
To be able to pick happy,
On my face and back to carry.
All the days,
That the Sun rises
I will be grateful!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Child Of Yesterday
The child that plays
Upon the sands
Of yesterdays soon sorrow
The child that laughs
Within ones heart
Of yesterdays tomorrow
The child that smiles
Upon ones soul
Of yesterdays warm light
Is the child that lives
Within each breath
Of yesterdays delight
poem by Zoe Elsworth
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Stunned By The Speed And Brightness
These days now and ahead,
Are not for those wicked.
A lifting of consciousness has come.
Leaving many to make attempts,
To overcome and be done...
With self deceptions.
Hidden in beliefs,
No one can 'see' through their deceits.
With new found clarity.
These days now and ahead,
Are not for those wicked.
Those yesterdays are buried and dead.
Too much truth today is demanded instead.
And those dishonest trying to outrun,
This light that comes...
Are stunned,
By the speed and brightness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Laura Days
Dreaming to-day in a forest green
Where the great gums rake the sky,
My thoughts turn back to another scene
And to old days, long gone by;
To a land of youth, and a youth's employ,
And - to filch another's phrase -
To the men who were boys, when I was a boy,
In the long gone Laura days.
To a little town that nestles down
By the hills of Beetaloo,
Where a youth dreamed dreams of fair renown,
And a man's ambition grew,
'Twas here his earliest songs were sung
And he won his earliest praise
From men who were young when he was young
In the long gone Laura days.
Spicer, Stockdale, Ballantyne,
Marrie, Mitchell and Braund;
How many a right good pal of mine
Has gone from that sunlit land.
How many a man, how many a lad,
Whose head now slowly greys,
To a song grew glad as I grew glad
In those long gone Laura days.
Susman, Sibly and Dr Cook,
Blume and Barrington,
Oh! the lives of some are a long-closed book,
But many a tale runs on.
Hollis and Harvey, Chandler, Green
Are gone their various ways,
But I see them all in the olden scene
Of the long gone Laura days.
I see them still, I see the town
Under those scrub-clad hills,
The shops where the quiet street runs down,
Wilson, Rowland, Bills.
Taylor, Weste, Felstead too,
Cole of the kindly ways,
And many other friends I knew
In the long gone Laura days.
And the names of some come slow to mind,
But the faces greet me clear,
And I hold them all as men most kind,
As I hold the old town dear;
And so in memory to the end
That old time picture stays,
For I see each face as a faithful friend
Of the far off Laura days.
To the ladies all I lift a glass,
And toast with a right good will,
Every matron, every lass, who
Shine in memory still,
Fair would I hymn them all in rhyme
With soaring song of praise,
Friends of mine from a golden time
In the long gone Laura days.
When the evening sun slants through the gums,
By my forest-rimmed abode,
Once more the old clear picture comes,
And my mind drifts down the road;
Back to the town by Beetaloo,
Where the Rocky River strays;
Back to the old kind friends I knew
In the dear dead Laura days.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Can You Forgive?
I was then among the few,
Who knew...
About those things,
You had gone through.
And I had traveled high and low,
To uncover how you were doing...
Because I had to know.
I am here today for you,
Wishing I will find you still strong.
I am here today for you,
Since tomorrow has of yet...
Come along.
And I've corrected all my yesterdays',
Wrongs.
Can you forgive?
I've corrected all my yesterdays' wrongs.
I was then among the few,
Who knew...
About those things,
You had gone through.
Can you forgive?
I've corrected all my yesterdays' wrongs.
Can you forgive?
Since in your heart I'm hoping,
I still belong.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Day 1
Happy days!
Days of fun
Days of shine
Days of sun
Happy days!
Days I won
Days I earned
Today has just begun
Happy days!
Days I dread
To wake up
With a burning head
Happy days!
For which I wait
With furnished fear
And hollow hate.
The Patteran
From over the leagues of ice and snow, and the miles of scorching sand;
From back of the days of long ago, and the lonely sea and land—
To the end of the world and our Gipsy race, to the death of our dark-eyed line,
I have set the lines on my children’s palms as my fathers did on mine,
That the world shall know and my name shall glow in the light of the aftershine—
I have set the lines on my children’s palms as my fathers did on mine.
I have given them health and strength, pure blood, clear skins for a glorious youth;
I have set in their souls contempt for sham, and a deathless regard for truth;
I have bequeathed the spirit to fight, I have given the will to rise,
And the slumbering fires of Hate and Love in their dreaming, dreaming eyes.
That the world shall know and my name shall glow in the light of the aftershine,
I have set the lines on my children’s palms as my fathers did on mine.
I have given the love for their native land, wherever that land may be
(My children came from the East, my friends, and round by the Northern Sea),
And a son of a son of mine enemy, to the end of his treacherous line,
Shall be stricken to earth, if he dare but speak, by a son of a son of mine.
That the world shall know and my name shall glow in the light of the aftershine,
I have set the lines on my children’s palms as my fathers did on mine.
poem by Henry Lawson
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