Glory Row
Rise up all you fine young ladies and take arms for the show.
Oh, well put your name up in lights,
Put you down on glory row.
Would you be the star of ages
To light your own way at night?
Might be a former beauty queen with your high smile stuck on so tightly.
They come and they go down on glory row.
Its the same old story --- yes, it the same old show.
Well, hello all you gentlemen, I fear Im a lot like you.
Were wearing the same school tie but a different pair of shoes.
How did you get to be who you are?
Will your children share the blame?
Is it really worth the time it takes
To carve your name on glory row?
Down on glory row.
Its the same old story --- yes, it the same old show.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Somebody Touched Me
(first release, live version portsmouth, england, september 24, 2000traditional, arranged by bob dylan)
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!
Would you please welcome columbia recording artist bob dylan.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Well, it was on a sunday, somebody touched me,
It was on a sunday, somebody touched me,
It was on a sunday, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Starlight
Up to the sky
I'm just only a little star
My faint color seen from a far
Loyal to love the night
I am not the brightest one
But i share the light
In my simple poem
Talking about you and me
Reason why this poem was written
In a paper, but in heart you will not be forgotten
Up to the sky
Just a little star, someone who i am
Your wish reaches me up to the sky
Sending me a shine in thousands miles
So i twinkle you little bright smile
and I will keep shine till i die
In a big space of glory
I am only a little star
Even we are far my dearies
The shine is our story
For loyalty and wishing on me
I could be your fallen star
Wish all the best of all
Catch when you are fall
Hope our shine forget it all
I am just a little star
when each of you stick with me
It makes me feel like a biggest one
Each wish goes through this night
sending me more stunning light
Beautiful me, I gain intense bright
But the shine is our story
In a big space of glory
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What a huge day of 13th of July, everyone
send light to me for a smile, so this only i can
give, the big smile as my reply...I am just
a little star but with all of you the night
we shared glory in perfect shiny story
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poem by Unwritten Soul
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My Glory Is Not The Glory of God
MY GLORY IS NOT THE GLORY OF G-D
My glory is not the glory of G-d
I do not know what the glory of God is-
I do not know my own glory.
Glory glory glory
What’s glory?
We are small lost souls in a space and time so far beyond us
It is difficult to imagine
Even God knows how to deal with it.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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In Memory Of The Unknown Poet, Robert Boardman Vaughn
But the essential advantage for a poet is not, to have a beautiful world with which to deal: it is to be able to see beneath both beauty and ugliness; to see the boredom, and the horror, and the glory.
T. S. ELIOT
It was his story. It would always be his story.
It followed him; it overtook him finally—
The boredom, and the horror, and the glory.
Probably at the end he was not yet sorry,
Even as the boots were brutalizing him in the alley.
It was his story. It would always be his story,
Blown on a blue horn, full of sound and fury,
But signifying, O signifying magnificently
The boredom, and the horror, and the glory.
I picture the snow as falling without hurry
To cover the cobbles and the toppled ashcans completely.
It was his story. It would always be his story.
Lately he had wandered between St. Mark’s Place and the Bowery,
Already half a spirit, mumbling and muttering sadly.
O the boredom, and the horror, and the glory.
All done now. But I remember the fiery
Hypnotic eye and the raised voice blazing with poetry.
It was his story and would always be his story—
The boredom, and the horror, and the glory.
poem by Donald Justice
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Blaze Of Glory
Let's go out in a blaze of glory
All good things must end
Like two heros in a story
Lets go out like we came in
In a blaze of glory
Here we are broken-hearted
We thought our love would never end
We fell hard when we got started
Fallin' out like we fell in
Let's go out in a blaze of glory
All good things must end
Like two heros in a story
Lets go out like we came in
In a blaze of glory
Let's gonna hurt each other
That would be a worse mistake
Once again lets act like lovers
One more time for old-time's sake
Let's go out in a blaze of glory
All good things must end
Like two heros in a story
lets go out like we came in
in a blaze of glory
let's go out (lets go out)
in a blaze of glory (in a blaze of glory)
all good things must end
like two heros (ah) in a story (in a story.)
lets go out (lets go out) like we came in (like we came in)
in a blaze of glory
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
Hark! the herald angels sing,
Glory, glory to, glory to,
The new born King...
Glory, glory, glory, glory, glory...
Glory to the new born King
Hark! the herald angels sing, Glory to the new born King
Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled
Joyful all ye nations rise, join the triumph of the skies
With angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem
Hark! the herald angels sing, Glory to the new born King
Glory, glory, glory, (oh yeah) glory, glory
Glory to the new born King
Glory (glory) glory, (yeah) glory, glory...
Glory...
Hark! the herald angels sing,
Glory... Glory...
Hail! the heaven-born Prince of Peace; Hail the son of Righteousness
Light and life to all He brings, risen with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by, born that man, no more may die
Born to raise the sons of earth, born to give them second birth
Hark! the herald angels sing, Glory to the new born...
[Ad Libs]
song performed by by Jessica Simpson
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In the spirit of Rumi - 14
I will create you,
I shall name you;
I will show you happiness; then
I shall show you sorrow;
I will show you sorrow; then
I shall show you happiness;
and in the one, you shall know
the more about the other;
I will show you rest; and
I shall show you restlessness;
and in experiencing one,
you shall know more of the other;
I will show you all that is old; and
I shall surprise you with all that seems new;
I will show you the Unchanging and Eternal, and
I shall show you the changing and the impermanent;
and when you have tasted both of these
you will know more of Me;
I will have you taste the One;
I shall have you taste the many;
and when you have tasted both of these
you shall know more of Me;
I shall show you every opposite that you or I can name,
for I am, all opposites;
and when you have known all opposites
you will know Me beyond all opposites;
I will show you love, and
I shall show you lack of love;
and knowing these, you will become
all the more the loving; and
although you will forget my love for you,
I shall never cease to love myself in you; and
although you will deny your love for Me, or that I exist,
I shall never cease to love myself in you;
but as lovers do, I shall tease you; for
so lovers show each other their true heart;
and so, you will know, as lovers do,
that you are Me and I am you;
I will show to you My smile of love;
I shall speak to you My love’s message.
And if you ask more of Me than all these,
I will show you glory upon glory;
and if you ask yet more of Me than this,
I shall brush you with an angel’s wing
and pour out the honey of my love for you
and show you, dazzled by the world, how you are yet Myself.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Death n Glory Boys
(ian hunter)
Get your son - young n dumb
Give him a gun - make him run
Hot stuff - on a saturday night
Wait a minute - this aint right
Its that same old story
Talkin bout the death n glory boys
When your head is on the scaffold
n your ass is on the line
You gotta give it that old religion
One mo time
Get the death n glory boys
Midnight - no light
Cool sand - like mud in my hands
Got this feelin - in my hair
Whats that movin - I aint a scared
Its that same old story
Freak out with the death n glory boys
When its down to stealing apples
n you been doin time
They can buy the hero in you
For a dime
Youre a death n glory boy
Youd better pack up your troubles
In your old kit bag
Say goodbye to your mother
Shes the only friend you have
Long live the leaders
Long may they reign
May they live long enough
To feel every single pain
They dont care about the widows
They dont give no reasons why
They just keep on making medals
You can buy
From the death n glory boys
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Morning Glory
Pretty faces everywhere
A few hard cases stop and stare
Theyve got charm that is not right
Pretty faces late at nightmorning glory whats the story
Will it ever end
Ive been all the way to biscayne bay
And all the way back again
All the way back again
I remember our old rendezvous
The key was kept inside a shoe
Those moments will remain frozen in time
Morning glorys on my mind
Whats the story morning glory
Will it ever end
Ive been all the way to biscayne bay
And all the way back again
All the way back again
It seems like only yesterday
She married me and carried me away
I found out what life was all about
Morning glory threw me out
Hey morning glory whats the story
Will it ever end
Ive been all the way to biscayne bay
And all the way back again
Alimony, palimony
Puts a dent in me
Ive been all the way to biscayne bay
For a dip in the shining sea
A dip in the shining sea
Pretty faces everywhere
A few hard cases stop and stare
Even when I know it aint my day
A lot of good faces anyway
Morning glory whats the story
What is it to be
Ive been all the way to biscayne bay
For a dip in the shining sea
A dip in the shining sea
Whats the story morning glory
Will it ever end
Ive been all the way to biscayne bay
And all the way back again
All the way back again
Hey morning glory whats the story
Will it ever end
Ive been all the way to biscayne bay
And all the way back again
All the way back again
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Blue Moon
Blue moon is ‘a' rising
Shining so blue surprising
Is it me or is it you?
That makes your shade so blue?
Blue moon it's ‘a' crying
Why so sad, am I prying?
Blue moon weep not for me
Shine your glory for all to see
Blue moon full in ‘a' glory
So many shades you have tell your story
Silver and blood and now you are blue
What prey tell decides your hue?
Blue moon is ‘a' glow
Your blue face on show
Smile down on me now
For a smile from you will show me how
Blue moon is such ‘a' rarity
Your secrets kept within your entity
Locked away in your heart of hearts
Your magic never ends once it starts
Blue moon is ‘a' gone
How I admired you as you shone
You're off to sleep for another day
But in my dreams you will always stay…
poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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Son can be a rival/.
I taught my son lessons on singing
And made him with my sweats a great singer.
Sons’ glory is fathers’ glory.
His glory is my glory.
His wings spread and mine shrunk.
People thronged around him and spared me.
They didn’t say he was the great;
They said I was no where near him.
His glory is not my glory;
Sons’ glory is not fathers’ glory.
Can there be two heroes in a play?
Should he outlive me in the posterity?
He is my rival, no more a son.
11.02.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Light Fire
the light of the fire
it shines and sparks
it gains and it shares the amazing glory
the glory that exists only
to share and show
that glory that only exists
between two people
that light it only exists
between two people
and yet only they don't understand it
that glory that exists
is only there because
the two people, the two friends
do not understand its power
they keep it safe and sound
within their soul
the fire it shines and sparkes
it is power and hatred all around the world
it is the light of the fire
and only the friendship between those two best friends
can subdue it and handle it.
Shooting Star
All the people had their share of the glory
Looking out after you
Its just a story about winners and glory
And you know that its true
Ah ha, oh yeah, youre just a shooting star
Ah ha, oh yeah, youre just a shooting star
Some men may glory from a different condition
Of another car
And later persuasion would permit the arranging
Of a ...
And to cause more confusion, and to make this illusion
Would have gone too far
And its my ambition, of a jacket ignition
In a cadillac metal car
Ah ha, oh yeah, youre just a shooting star
Ah ha, oh yeah, youre just a shooting star
Ah ha, oh yeah, youre just a shooting star
Ah ha, oh yeah, youre just a shooting star
Youre just a shooting star
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Coney Island Baby
You know, man, when I was a young man in high school
You believe in or not I wanted to play football for the coach
And all those older guys
They said he was mean and cruel, but you know
Wanted to play football for the coach
They said I was to little too light weight to play line-backer
So I say Im playing right-end
Wanted to play football for the coach
cause, you know some day, man
You gotta stand up straight unless youre gonna fall
Then youre gone to die
And the straightest dude
I ever knew was standing right for me all the time
So I had to play football for the coach
And I wanted to play football for the coach
When youre all alone and lonely
In your midnight hour
And you find that your soul
Its been up for sale
And you begin to think bout
All the things that youve done
And you begin to hate
Just bout everything
But remember the princess who lived on the hill
Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong
And right now she just might come shining through
And the -
- glory of love, glory of love
Glory of love, just might come through
And all your two-bit friends
Have gone and ripped you off
Theyre talking behind your back saying, man
Youre never going to be no human being
And you start thinking again
bout all those things that youve done
And who it was and what it was
And all the different things you made every different scene
Ahhh, but remember that the city is a funny place
Something like a circus or a sewer
And just remember different people have peculiar tastes
And the -
- glory of love, the glory of love
The glory of love, might see you through
Yeah, but now, now
Glory of love, the glory of love
The glory of love, might see you through
Glory of love, ah, huh, huh, the glory of love
Glory of love, glory of love
Glory of love, now, glory of love, now
Glory of love, now, now, now, glory of love
Glory of love, give it to me now, glory of love see you through
Oh, my coney island baby, now
(Im a coney island baby, now)
Id like to send this one out for lou and rachel
And all the kids and p.s. 192
Coney island baby
Man, Id swear, Id give the whole thing up for you
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Glory Days
I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walking in, he was walking out
We went back inside sat down had a few drinks
But all he kept talking about was
Chorus:
Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days
Well there's a girl that lives up the block
Back in school she could turn all the boy's heads
Sometimes on a friday i'll stop by
And have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times,
She says when she feels like crying
She starts laughing thinking about
Chorus
My old man worked 20 years on the line
And they let him go
Now everywhere he goes out looking for work
They just tell him that he's too old
I was 9 nine years old and he was working at the
Metuchen ford plant assembly line
Now he just sits on a stool down at the legion hall
But i can tell what's on his mind
Glory days yeah goin back
Glory days aw he ain't never had
Glory days, glory days
Now i think i'm going down to the well tonight
And i'm going to drink till i get my fill
And i hope when i get old i don't sit around thinking about it
But i probably will
Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture
A little of the glory of, well time slips away
And leaves you with nothing mister but
Boring stories of glory days
Chorus (repeat twice)
Assorted all rights, oh yeahs, come on nows, hoots, etc til fade
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Future Glory
Through God’s Glory we shall shine, up in the Heavens for all of time.
Saved by Christ’s matchless Love, to shine forever in Heaven above.
Though the wicked don’t understand, we give Glory to the Son of Man.
Although He lives, He died for us, bringing Glory to our frames of dust.
Some wake to everlasting contempt; refusing the Son, God had sent.
While all men who believe in Christ, will rise above to Everlasting Life.
Although by men He was despised, Christ will capture all men’s eyes.
When in His Glory, God will come, through the Glory of Christ His Son.
When He returns to earth we’ll see, Christ in all His Glory and Majesty.
We shall shine in the Glory of, the One who died, to show God’s Love.
Men, who lead men to righteousness, will by God be eternally blessed.
For they will be purified and refined, to shine as the stars for all of time.
The Lord is watching from His Throne, noting the lives of His very own.
In His presence was written a scroll, what He remembers of every soul.
Noting men whose hearts implored, His mercy as they sought The Lord.
For in their heart was a reverent fear, knowing judgment was soon near.
They feared God honoring His Name, living above reproach and shame.
Knowing this, God said ‘they are mine”, to be His treasure for all of time.
God will distinguish the wicked from, the righteous belonging to His Son.
To shine like the Heavens forevermore, with God’s Son, Christ our Lord.
American Trilogy
Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old things they are not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
Oh I wish I was in Dixie, away, away
In Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in Dixie
Cause Dixieland, that's where I was born
Early Lord one frosty morning
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
You know your daddy's bound to die
But all my trials, Lord will soon be over
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on
His truth is marching on
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Take my Yoke
better that the world be
my companion, and the clouds be
my blanket for I know the whole
night would be my guide to
reach the glory of the star
let the sun wait to shine until,
the heaven will close the night of
glittering blow of meteorite that
falls down beneath the laughing
face of the stars I pray
oh! saving glow, show me
the smile that once tells the glory
of my spirit, as it wonder to live in
this age of wondrous time,
be the lightning perfume of every
pain that my heart quest to
carry and live my suffering to
a wonderful day with you
I come and bless
my way...
poem by Antonio Liao
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Sonnet: Glory
Man tries his level-best to gain glory,
In short a time and by all covert means;
His life gets spent with mind in this worry,
Knowing not that they are but earthly scenes!
One’s glory got by climbing high a peak,
Will stay forev’r if done by hardest way;
But glory o’er-night, others try to seek,
That plummets down to earth during the day!
All earthly glory vanishes with time;
Some may remain for centuries to come;
The wisest man will make his life sublime,
By keeping eyes fixed on heaven- God’s home!
The glory got by man’s efforts lasts not;
Each word from mouth of God decides one’s lot!
poem by John Celes (26 December 2006)
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Stanzas Written On The Road Between Florence And Pisa
Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story;
The days of our youth are the days of our glory;
And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty
Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.
What are garlands and crowns to the brow that is wrinkled?
'Tis but as a dead flower with May-dew besprinkled:
Then away with all such from the head that is hoary!
What care I for the wreaths that can only give glory?
O Fame!—if I e'er took delight in thy praises,
'Twas less for the sake of thy high-sounding phrases,
Than to see the bright eyes of the dear one discover
She thought that I was not unworthy to love her.
There chiefly I sought thee, there only I found thee;
Her glance was the best of the rays that surround thee;
When it sparkled o'er aught that was bright in my story,
I knew it was love, and I felt it was glory.