Serpent
Dark nights the planets are set
Creator prepares for the dawn of man
You're waking up, the day of incarnation
Said you're waking up to life
Images he made to love
Images of gods in flesh
Man is wonderful, very wonderful
Look at him
Beware the future
Here is my world and it's waiting for me
Paradise before my eyes
I am alive in a new born world
This heaven will always be mine
I'm waking up, the day of man has come
I'm waking up, the day of man has come
And god created man from dust
With a soul inside his mould
And god created womankind
The vessel of satan's hold
Creator made the serpent wise
Evil in his tempting eyes
Man is wonderful, very wonderful
Look at him
Beware the future
Here is my world and it's waiting for me
Paradise before my eyes
I am alive in a new born world
This heaven will always be mine
I'm waking up, the day of man has come
I'm waking up, the day of man has come
Dark nights the planets are set
Creator prepares for the dawn of man
You're waking up, the day of incarnation
Said you're waking up to life
Here I stand a child in a lonely world
Watch the serpent tempting me to evil
The guiding hand will help me on
Guiding hand will help me on
The guiding hand will help me on
Guiding hand will help me on
Piano and harpsichord sound, song goes into "Am I Very Wrong
song performed by by Genesis
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The Serpent
Dark night, planets are set
Creator prepares for the dawn of man
Youre waking up, the day of incarnation
Said youre waking up to life
Images he made to love
Images of gods in flesh
Man is wonderful, very wonderful
Look at him
Beware the future
Here is my world and its waiting for me
Paradise before my eyes
I am alive in a new born world
This heaven will always be mine
Im waking up, the day of man has come
Im waking up, the day of man has come
And God created man from dust
With a soul inside his mould
And God created womankind
The vessel of satans hold
Creator made the serpent wise
Evil in his tempting eyes
Man is wonderful, very wonderful
Look at him
Beware the future
Here is my world and its waiting for me
Paradise before my eyes
I am alive in a new born world
This heaven will always be mine
Im waking up, the day of man has come
Im waking up, the day of man has come
Dark night, planets are set
Creator prepares for the dawn of man
Youre waking up, the day of incarnation
Said youre waking up to life
Here I stand a child in a lonely world, oh no
Watch the serpent tempting me to evil
The guiding hand will help me on
Guiding hand will help me on
The guiding hand will help me on
Guiding hand will help me on
song performed by by Genesis
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Waking dream
Ooh waking dream ooh waking dream
That causes all my agony
I heave with anguish meshed with misery
For your departure like the rapture
Has taken any hope for a blissful eternity
Ooh waking dream ooh waking dream
Pawn has made its move to take the queen
A lonely king to make seven moves
To escape with pride and not to loose
Waking dream that fades away
Like a beautiful sunset that ends a day
Usher darkness into my life
With madness is how I cope at nights
Hide any weakness in murkiness
Having every answer and still I guess
Ooh waking dream ooh waking dream
Your a reflection of a dying memory
poem by Raymond Valadez
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Cry Of A Waking Heart
I stand before you with my mind open wide
Waiting to receive whatever will be
The world the eyes survey is not the only world
For deep within the soul can be found all things
Like the shape of sound, the shape of wind
Like the shape of things when they first begin
How could I stop what I had to start
The cry of a waking heart
(chorus):
All I want is to love you
All I need is to get through
What I believe is a light in the dark
The crying of a waking heart
You shine inside me like the moon in the stream
And the waters flow around me
Like the colour of sun I cannot explain
Behind the familiar the view is strange
Maybe to love is to fly apart
And this emotion the cry of a waking heart
(chorus):
(bridge):
Golden slumber
Now and forever
Truly rising
Imagine heaven
One vibration
This eternal thing
(chorus x2, out)
song performed by by Donna Summer
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In my waking
In my waking,
In my waking is another calling,
I'm calling to make it again,
Since this is my definition,
Since that we are waking,
I'm there for another glory,
That my future came as a blessing,
In all the future plans,
I found that you came as the waking,
Loving to make up,
Loving to see that Iam the lover of humanity,
In all that I perceive,
In all that they be robbing,
I found they need glory from men,
In all that I do,
Seeing worldwide as that image,
I perceive that my world is not ignorant,
My making is all coming as the waking,
Living to the future,
I got nothing to lose.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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Midnight Has Gone
Waking days...
Dawn.
Those waking days...
Come.
Those waking days...
Have arrived,
And...
Shines on minds the Sun.
Waking days...
Dawn.
Those waking days...
Come.
Those waking days...
Have arrived,
And...
Shines on minds the Sun.
Midnight has gone,
In awakening days.
To move away those obstacles fading
Midnight has gone,
In awakening days.
To chase away the darkness...
And,
A pain once felt that has moved on.
Waking days...
Dawn.
Those waking days...
Come.
Those waking days...
Have arrived,
And..
Shines only brightness from the Sun.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Story About A Girl
(story about a girl)
(story about the world)
Suddenly something Im not
Youre something that you bought
Was it something I said, my friend
A little girl are you tripping on this
Are you tripping all over it
You better come up for air
Story about a girl
My
Story about the world
My
And are you waking up slowly
Youre nothing but lonely
Are you waking up holding
Holding your breath
And are you looking for something
I promised you one thing
I promise Ill always
Always be
There
Baby girl, stand up and fight
This is not some paradise
Oh its just where we live
And finally you think youre alright
And that it eats you up alive
You better get used to it
Story about a girl
My
Story about the world
My
And are you waking up slowly
Youre nothing but lonely
Are you waking up holding
Holding your breath
And are you looking for something
I promised you one thing
I promise Ill always
Always be there
With all my faith
And all my heart
And all those simple things you are
I know
Its stuck inside your head
Youre alone
You better get used to it
And I know
The feeling has to end
Youre strong
It sucks you in again
And youre lost
You cant make any sense
This world
It tears you limb from limb
And hold on
Youre nothing but the best
And are you waking up slowly
Youre nothing but lonely
Are you waking up holding
Holding your breath
Are you looking for something
I promised you one thing
I promise Ill always
Always be there
With all my faith
And all my heart
And all those simple things you are
With all my faith
And all my heart
And all those simple things you are
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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My American Dream
Author unknown (sung by dan peek)
Found on heard.
I always thought that I wanted a long, new, shiny cadillac
That a real man wears five hundred dollar suits upon his back
I always thought that I needed a big, old house with a million dollar view
But baby, since we fell in love, all I needed is you
Waking up (waking up) to my american dream
Shes a long haired, blue eyed, country girl
Shes better than a fantasy
Waking up (waking up) to my american dream
And I would not trade the whole wide world
For what she means to me
Shes pretty as the moonlight on the gulf of mexico
And her heart is pure and true as any california gold
I put her on a pedastel like lady liberty
Know there is no finer girl from sea to shining sea
Im waking up (waking up) to my american dream
Shes a long haired, blue eyed, country girl
Shes better than a fantasy
Waking up (waking up) to my american dream
And I would not trade the whole wide world
For what she means to me
Waking up (waking up) to my american dream
Shes a real live, blue eyed, country girl
The best thing Ive ever seen
And I would not trade the whole wide world
For what she means to me
Im waking up (waking up) to my american dream
Im waking up (Im waking up) to my american dream
song performed by by America
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Telluride
(troy verges, brett james)
When I was nineteen I threw my stuff in the car
I headed up to the rockies, got a job at this bar
Selling beer to the locals, just barely getting by
On the tips from the rich kids, there on daddys dime
But when I saw her walk in one night
I knew that Id be all right in
Telluride, the snow falling down
I was waking up in that sleepy little town
In her eyes my world came so alive
I never will forget the moment she arrived
In telluride
We spent that whole winter tangled up by a fire
Casting shadows on the cabin wall, drowning in desire
Confessing all our secrets and laughing out loud
So high up on that mountain, I thought wed never come down
It was a dream we were living in
And I was the happiest Id ever been in
Telluride, the snow falling down
Waking up with her in that sleepy little town
In her eyes, my world came so alive
I never will forget all those sleepless nights
In telluride
Telluride, whoa-oh-oh
It ended just like a movie scene
And I had to play the part
Of the lover who stood there and watched her leave
And me with the frozen heart
In telluride, the snow falling down
Standing there alone in that sleepy little town
In her eyes, my world came so alive
I never will forget the day she said goodbye
In telluride, the snow falling down
Waking up with her in that sleepy little town
In her eyes, my world came so alive
I never will forget all those sleepless nights
In telluride
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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In the spirit of Rumi - 47 - A Confession of Love Withheld
Now with surprise and sadness, I have realised–
I do not love you as much as I thought…
When you are beside me
in the bed when I awake
I whisper with my waking breath
to your open or your sleeping eyes,
‘I love you’…and in that,
I find myself…
But when you are far away
my first involuntary waking thought
is not of you, or love, or God
Who guided me through the night,
Who taught me to enjoy
His great invention, sleep…
but of myself…
myself and world as two
and I am lost to myself…
and know, I have not yet
surrendered all my mind and will
to God…
O My Beloved
how can I love you fully, as God loves, when
I do not yet see God
in every waking moment
in myself?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Reality Of These All
at night she tiptoes to the doors of
our waking thoughts
we are amazed at the images of light
eaten by the mouth of darkness
the Muse stares at the interplay of
good and evil
there is simply no word for who shall win
and then we are tired
our eyes begin to fail and our body gives in
buried in the darkness of the night
then we are taken in the world of dreams
where everything becomes possible
what we were not in those waking days
the dreams hand them all
broken hearts mended
fortunes flow
luck is abundant as the fish in the oceans
there is a crowd of success and bliss
but you know the limits of all these
soundless worlds
and those who refuse to wake up
simply die.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Waking
The waking sun sparkles
on the morning dew
as each plant and bush
shows off its jewellery.
Yawning mouths open
as sleepy eyes awake,
arms reach out to heaven
as morning stretches partake.
The world is waking up
for another day
hoping for a better one
than it was yesterday.
18 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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Do This For Yourself
Waking up and giving 'thanks',
Should dawn...
At the crack of the morning.
And waking up to say a prayer,
Would daily rid with a forgetting...
Those moans one groans to go on.
Appreciating more of life,
Than to moan and groan...
And choosing something that is liked,
Will...
Make living life better,
To chase away what has gone.
Get up determined to feel grateful...
Everyday.
Get up determined to feel loved...
Everyday.
Get up determined to confess...
Blessings!
And...
Do this for yourself everyday.
Waking up and giving 'thanks',
Should dawn.
And...
Do this for yourself everyday.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An ode to un-named Gods un-tamed.
An ode to un-named Gods un-tamed.
Never to be seen by waking wise.
Roaming through the wilderness
Crimson fury in their eyes.
Recognition fuels their strength
They seek a guardian tribe.
They seek their recognition so they may
Dwell secure within a swelling pride.
Still they retain a power that surpasses
All but the Fates who rule as the hand unseen.
Waking eyes seek no surprises.
They expect the sun in the sky by day.
Seek the midnight source unseen.
Let it guide your way.
poem by David Lacey
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Wonderful World
(d. fletcher / m. flett)
This is a wonderful day
Its as bright as a days ever been
There is a big yellow sun looking down
On a wonderful scene
Up in the blue sky birds fly
And sing our cares away
And out of each throat each note
Greets a wonderful day
There is the sound of a symphony
Carried along on the breeze
Even the flowers are swaying in time
With the leaves on the trees
Heaven is found right here on the earth
It surrounds us in the wonderful things all around
In this wonderful wonderful
Wonderful wonderful world
This is a wonderful day
Its as bright as a days ever been
There is a big yellow sun looking down
On a wonderful scene
Heaven is found right here on the earth
It surrounds us in the wonderful things all around
In this wonderful wonderful
Wonderful wonderful world
Wonderful world, this wonderful world
Wonderful world, this wonderful world
Wonderful world, this wonderful world
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Son of Man...
In my journey through life I seek knowledge and wisdom
Impressions of a soul marking my journey through existance
My inner self open to the light ending my eternal darkness
The fear of truth no more filling my waking reality
Truth travels beyond an imagination so vivid
Yet I fear the truth of reality in my waking world
I am son of man born into a world of misstrust
My dark brother living in the shadow of pure light
Deaf and blind with no heart, I seek out the light of love
I am son of man... And as always... I seek answers...
Spread the love... The peace will follow..
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Touch the Sky
I’m often like a little child
I look up at the clouds
and then I reach my hand up
in an effort to touch sky.
See I believe if I
touch the sky then
just maybe I will
shake the hand of
the creator.
And after I shake the creator’s
hand then maybe I get the
respect I deserve.
Maybe I will no longer be looked
at as dangerous because of
the complexion of my skin.
Also maybe I will no longer be belittled
just because I have a disability.
And finally maybe I will be able to go to sleep
at night looking forward to waking up instead of
hoping for death.
And that’s is why I’ll keep reaching
until I touch the sky.
Eternity
you are told to just watch
to make ready your eyes for the amazement
the wonders of this world cannot be contained in a jar
of words
they always overflow and pass and fade and come back again
when your eyes are ready for another
show
once you fall asleep
then on the other moment you forget what is it all about
you are too busy with
your games
chasing the frolic of time's
mutability
there is such a thing as waking up
deep inside you
when time is not time anymore but merely moments
of connections
to every nerve
to every unconsciousness
here, there is no waking
neither there is sleeping
there is just that moment
of seeing
eternity.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Remembering Haiti
Imagine waking up from sleep
and be imprisoned by the heap
of rubbles and other falling debris!
Imagine waking up from sleep
and seeing your own home
swallowed by the open mouth of earth!
Imagine waking up from sleep
and knowing that your loved ones
cannot wake up from death!
Haiti, we lament with you!
We share your tears
as you try to rub your eyes
from the deep sleep of
loss, pain and sorrow!
_________
(January 14,2010)
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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This Poem Is Not A Dream
THIS POEM IS NOT A DREAM
This poem is not a dream
It comes from where so many true poems come
From the other side of the mind
When it does not know peace -
From the waking desire
The hunger that is not satisfied
The lonely life and the lonely mind-
It comes from the search for love
And the love itself – the joy of love-
And from the memory of what we most deeply know when we are ourselves in love of another-
This poem is not a dream-
It comes from the waking world and the waking words-
The hard truths the bitter small things
The disappointments and rejections
The endless small humiliations which Time and Chance make of us all-
This poem comes from where we are most human
With the pain of those closest to us-
And our longing to save them and be loved forever by them-
The dream is not the poem
Life in its all its endless difficulties is the poem
And this poem too
Does not say half of all the hurt I have suffered in this one small day alone.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sleeping With The Numb
Waking only to feel nothing.
Just let me be.
Let me sleep so numb.
Pain is nonexistent in all extremities.
Time tics by and by.
and still nothing has changed.
still the same. who cares about that
guy who use live with the inflicted pain by
you over again and again.
hes just a stain and now its time to clean up.
waking to only feel nothing.
let me be. let me sleep so numb.
remember nothing. a nonexistent past.
house that burnt down and with it
all my memories accept for me being constantly numb.
A drug induce state should be one most kids celebrate.
but not this one. it was so fake.
Waking only to feel nothing.
let me be.
let me sleep so numb.
skin melts and still nothing,
i bleed and still nothing,
hit in the head and still nothing,
salt in the eyes and still absolutely nothing.
where are all the feelings
I'm so suppose to be feeling.
waking up only to feel nothing.
let me be.
let me sleep so oh so numb
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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