Scattered
This song is dedicated to the memory of
Annie florence davies and carol bryans.
Like a seed that is sewn
All the children are scattered
By a breeze that is blown
Now the crops are all scattered
We are torn, we are shattered
Now some of us are barmy and battered
And the fields where we gathered
Are overgrown in weeds and in tatters
Through it all we were scattered
To the fields we are scattered
From the day we are born
To grow wild and sleep rough
Till from the earth we are torn
And a soul that is free
Can live on eternally
And the spirit can live on
Though its scattered in the world beyond
And Ive been out of my mind
Ever since shes been gone
I look around that empty room
No sight nor sound
Shes left so soon
Shes out of view
But the I find
Those scattered clues she left behind
A photograph with a smiling face
A cigarette stubbed out on the fireplace
A coffee cup with her lipstick stains
I guess Ill never see her again
Now my life is all scattered
Ever since shes been gone
I feel older, I feel fatter
I feel the blues coming on
We get bruised
We get battered
But well pick up the pieces that scattered
And with emotional glue
Were gonna stick together, body and mind
Ever since she went away
Ive been alone to contemplate
Time and space and why worlds move
While sitting in my solitude
Ive watched the stars and wondered why
Theyre scattered up there in the sky
And is she up there out of view
On some higher platitude
I wish I knew
Wish I could prove
The reason why this life on earth
Is scattered like the universe
Im scattered here and scattered there
Bits of me scattered everywhere
To the fields we are scattered
Then from the dust we are born
We survive somewhat battered
To a new life, a new dawn
In the end what will it matter
Therell only be my ashes to scatter
And all the logical answers
To a worrying mind
Will be scattered in time
Beaten and battered
To the earth you are scattered
Youre going home so what does it matter
To an atomic mind
Scattered here while you travel time
song performed by by Kinks
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Scattered echoes
To my wonderfull family.
I so very sorry.
Yes I finaly done it.
I took my own life.
But my life was taken long ago.
I heard scattered echoes in the wind.
They told me to go back home.
I listened to the scattered echoes of the wind.
Becuase I'd had enough of pointless pain.
Yes you'll be angry.
I know you'll be sad.
I guess you'll grieve for a while
But soon you will see this was meant to be.
Things have worked out for the best.
In the scattered echoes of the wind.
If you listen carefully you'll hear my cries.
My cries to you on earth below.
I'm sorry
My echoes in the scattered wind are crying to you.
I'm sorry really I am.
Go get on with your life.
Live for each other.
Live your dream.
The scattered echoes of the wind shout out to you.
Now the time has come let her go.
Move on with your life.
She wouldnt want you to live this way
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Mark The Days
It doesnt matter what you say
Thoughts are scattered, all blown away
Fruits of love are gone
Listen to this womans only song
Shes down on her knees
Kicking her heels
A fallen angel out of love
It doesnt matter what you say
Thoughts are scattered and blown away
It doesnt matter what you say
Thoughts are scattered and blown away
You have the key of the door
Swept under the carpet
Dont want it anymore
Discovery of infidelity
Falling from grace
Sacrifice the substance
Mark the days
Hear this womans song
Forever betrayed
In secret we know its not her own
Staring from mirror to mirror
No ones coming home
It doesnt matter what you say
Thoughts are scattered and blown away
It doesnt matter what you say
Thoughts are scattered and blown away
Away
song performed by by Xymox
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SCATTERED...by Talile Ali
IT HAPPENS TO ALMOST EVERYONE
IT HAPPENED, I KNOW, TO ME
SOME KIND OF MAGIC INCIDENT
MY MIND JUST SIMPLY SEIZED
INTO SOME KINDA MADNESS
INTO A GENTLE MIST
OUT OF WHICH DOES COME SOME MAGIC
TO CONTINUE TO EXIST
HABITS BECOME
CHOICES
ABUSE'S BECOME A THING
IN WHICH YOU MAY FIND POWER
IN WHICH YOUR SPIRIT SINGS
YOU KNOW THERE'S SOMETHING PUTRID
IN THIS THING THAT YOU CHOSE TO DO
BUT YOUR BRAIN IS SO SCATTERED
MISUNDERSTOOD BY ALL YOU CHOOSE
A LIFE OF SCATTERED IMAGES
A LIFE OF HOPELESS DREAMS
TRYING TO FIND SOME PLEASURE
IN A LIFE OBSCENE
A PIECE OF MEAT TO FRIEDA
A LITTLE CHEAT TO DUTCH
NOTHING TO MAKE SPORT OF
SCATTERED,
IN THE DUST OF LUST
poem by Talile Ali
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You Yield To the Wrong Way
Your mind has been scattered away,
With...
Those dangled wishes,
Just to keep you addicted.
Your mind has been scattered away,
With...
Those dangled wishes,
Just to keep you addicted.
And you reach up for the stars,
But not a lift you get.
And you've become so vicious.
Your mind has been scattered away,
With...
Those dangled wishes,
Just to keep you addicted.
And something inside you,
Said STOP!
But you yield to the wrong way.
And you went ahead to drop...
Your head in dismay.
Your mind has been scattered away,
With...
Those dangled wishes,
Just to keep you addicted.
Your mind has been scattered away,
With...
Those dangled wishes,
Just to keep you addicted.
And something inside you,
Said STOP!
But you yield to the wrong way.
And that's why your head has dropped,
Because you yield to the wrong way!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tropical Recollection
The crashing of the glass
Shards of memory scattered throughout
Whilst ominous gusts of terror besiege,
Convincing the upends have come
Bellowing into disabled blue eyes,
Blurred and blinded through battles of time
The dark deep dread creeps in
Shards of memory scattered throughout
Thoughts cloud in withdrawal
A relinquishing storm of all form, all peril
Void as a dream, void of sanity
Shards of memory scattered throughout
Shes Still There
(mark d. sanders/tim johnson)
Darlin heres a photograph of my old high school class
No I aint been back in quite a while
See there thats emma lou, the one I gave my heart to
But theres a story you cant see behind her smile
It was gonna last forever, we were gonna see the world
So I guess youre curious just what became of her, well
Shes still there in oklahoma
Shes still seventeen
Shes livin with her mama
Workin at the dairy queen
And shes still standin on the front porch
With a red ribbon in her hair
The rest of us have scattered everywhere
But shes still there
Everett went to omaha, he majored in business law
Jills in arkansas with husband number two
Thats her best friend jolene, she joined up with the marines
I hear billy greens on a beach in malibu
Yes and emma would be happy if she could only see us now
cause were livin out the lives that she only dreamed about
Shes still there in oklahoma
Shes still seventeen
Shes livin with her mama
Workin at the dairy queen
And shes still standin on the front porch
With a red ribbon in her hair
The rest of us have scattered everywhere
But shes still there
Lord, I know Ill never see her
With silver in her hair
I know shes really gone
But in my heart Id swear
Shes still there in oklahoma
Shes still seventeen
Shes livin with her mama
Workin at the dairy queen
And shes still standin on the front porch
With a red ribbon in her hair
The rest of us have scattered everywhere
But shes still there
Emmas still there
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Shes Still There
(mark d. sanders/tim johnson)
Darlin heres a photograph of my old high school class
No I aint been back in quite a while
See there thats emma lou, the one I gave my heart to
But theres a story you cant see behind her smile
It was gonna last forever, we were gonna see the world
So I guess youre curious just what became of her, well
Shes still there in oklahoma
Shes still seventeen
Shes livin with her mama
Workin at the dairy queen
And shes still standin on the front porch
With a red ribbon in her hair
The rest of us have scattered everywhere
But shes still there
Everett went to omaha, he majored in business law
Jills in arkansas with husband number two
Thats her best friend jolene, she joined up with the marines
I hear billy greens on a beach in malibu
Yes and emma would be happy if she could only see us now
cause were livin out the lives that she only dreamed about
Shes still there in oklahoma
Shes still seventeen
Shes livin with her mama
Workin at the dairy queen
And shes still standin on the front porch
With a red ribbon in her hair
The rest of us have scattered everywhere
But shes still there
Lord, I know Ill never see her
With silver in her hair
I know shes really gone
But in my heart Id swear
Shes still there in oklahoma
Shes still seventeen
Shes livin with her mama
Workin at the dairy queen
And shes still standin on the front porch
With a red ribbon in her hair
The rest of us have scattered everywhere
But shes still there
Emmas still there
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Rumi passed by here today
like a blank page, then
gold dust lightly scattered over it
then a soft breeze blows it away
but nothing is lost
for there was nothing to be gained;
enough, that you were here;
for you don't need to pursue a metaphor
when - see! - the metaphor is god, is world;
you don't need to convince us of anything
that we don't already know
just a reminder that this is
how it is;
a smile in passing;
your gold dust scattered;
for a moment
we are your beauty.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Its Breaking Me Up
So many long days. in so many ways.
I try to get through to what lies deep inside of you.
Oh, baby. I said, youre breaking me up, woman.
Yeah, youre breaking me down.
Youre lying in little pieces --
Scattered all around.
Youre doing your worst to see me get hurt.
Youre waiting to see the tears running out of me.
But, oh, baby, I said youre breaking me up, woman.
Youre breaking me down.
Youre lying in little pieces --
Scattered all around.
My teares have run dry and you wonder why.
Ive found a new woman who dont do the things you can.
Oh, baby, I said youre breaking me up, woman.
Youre breaking me down.
Youre lying in little pieces --
Scattered all around.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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As a child our dreams got scattered all about and all our future prospects got scattered to so many places, and we spend our lives trying to find the little pieces that make up our lives and make up the dreams that we had as a child that got blown away in the windstorm.
quote by Terrence Howard
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Lyric four bulls
Woman walked in forest alone
Met man
Man aroused appetite for her
Man ran and knocked his head on tree
Tail grew out
Hairy jaw grew in mouth
Hind legs grew
Man metamorphosed because was
Lion cannibal
Tried to attack man
Woman asked cannibal
‘’where’re your four
red and white bulls’’
‘’Do you know them’’
‘’Yes, you sing their
Oldest lyric’’
Cannibal laughed
In hoarse voice
Sang,
‘’One red and white spotted bull is sold
One red and white bull spotted is stolen
One red and white spotted bull is swallowed
One red and white spotted bull is scattered
On earth, scattered on earth, on earth, on earth……………….., cannibal sang tune of ‘’scattered on earth’’ happily for long and until
He napped and woman disappeared.
poem by David Aoloch Bion
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O all my labours scattered uselessly
O all my labours scattered uselessly
O, all my useless scattered sighs,
O loyalty, that never, O living fire,
Chilled or burned others so, if I see truly,
O paper marked, to be marked, in vain,
In praise of those loved and ardent eyes,
O those hopes ministering to desires,
That their worthiest prize should claim,
All, all, in a moment, gathered by the breeze,
Since I have heard my impious lord
With my own ears, himself speak free,
Saying when near that he thinks of me,
And yet in leaving, in an instant leaves,
Of all my love, his every memory.
poem by Gaspara Stampa
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Dawns Highway
Indians scattered on dawns highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young childs fragile eggshell mind.
Me and my -ah- mother and father - and a
Grandmother and a grandfather - were driving through
The desert, at dawn, and a truck load of indian
Workers had either hit another car, or just - I dont
Know what happened - but there were indians scattered
All over the highway, bleeding to death.
So the car pulls up and stops. that was the first time
I tasted fear. I musta been about four - like a child is
Like a flower, his head is just floating in the
Breeze, man.
The reaction I get now thinking about it, looking
Back - is that the souls of the ghosts of those dead
Indians...maybe one or two of em...were just
Running around freaking out, and just leaped into my
Soul. and theyre still in there.
Indians scattered on dawns highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young childs fragile eggshell mind.
Blood in the streets in the town of new haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of phantastic l.a.
Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth if a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
Blood on the rise, its following me.
Indian, indian what did you die for?
Indian says, nothing at all.
song performed by by Doors
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The Gardener XXXVIII: My Love, Once upon a Time
My love, once upon a time your poet
launched a great epic in his mind.
Alas, I was not careful, and it struck
your ringing anklets and came to
grief.
It broke up into scraps of songs and
lay scattered at your feet.
All my cargo of the stories of old
wars was tossed by the laughing waves
and soaked in tears and sank.
You must make this loss good to me,
my love.
If my claims to immortal fame after
death are scattered, make me immortal
while I live.
And I will not mourn for my loss nor
blame you.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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The Healing Wind
In this healing wind
all our scars of the
past are blown away,
torn away and scattered
around the earth,
and all our demons are
lifted and carried off
in the vortex of
the wind funnel
till there is nothing
left but these rocks
and the ocean,
and our hearts feel
at peace once more,
as our eyes
scan the distant horizon,
where the ocean
meets the night sky,
where the moon
hangs low, casting
its tremulous glow
upon the water.
In this healing wind
all our thoughts
are scattered in the
silent multitude of stars
that shine upon us
like new blossoms…
yes, I know we've been
through a lot
all these years,
and the loneliness
and the pain
seemed unbearable
at times,
but you don't have
to say a thing to me
right now,
because the healing wind
turned it all around,
gave us new hope
and new purpose
and new sails-
and breathing in
this cool night air,
we feel renewed
and alive again,
as we return
to what we always
knew as our home,
resting upon these
rocks, as the ocean
waves gently baptize
our feet.
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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Battlefield
(paul carrack/nick lowe)
I live on a battlefield
Surrounding by the ruins of a love we built
And them destroyed between us
The smoke has cleared
As I stumble through the rubble
Im dazed, seeing double
And Im truly mystified
My new home is a shell-hole filled
With tears and muddy water
And bits of broken heart
All around, there is desolation
Scenes of devestation
Of a love been torn apart
I live on a battlefield
Though one where not one
Single drop of blood has spilled
Is no less horryfying
Sweet memories
Of a bygone situation
Lie shattered, torn and battered
And scattered all around
My new home is a shell-hole filled
With tears and muddy water
And bits of broken heart
All around, there is desolation
Scenes of devestation
Of a love been torn apart
Everything that can, has gone wrong
Its gonna take spine to carry on
Like a drownin woman coming up for air
Im looking for another survivor
I cant see one anywhere
My new home is a shell-hole filled
With tears and muddy water
And bits of broken heart
All around, there is desolation
Scenes of devestation
Of a love been torn apart
I live on a battlefield, hey
I live on a battlefield, hey
Cant go on, baby
Tears and muddy water
Scattered all around me, babe
I live on a battlefield
I live on a battlefield
song performed by by Diana Ross
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The Tiber River
The traffic ran one way
Down the old main drag
As I stood on the bridge of the Tiber River
The traffic ran one way
Down the old main drag
And I gazed at the ruins all scattered ‘round
And there were boards on the windows
Of the musty old houses
And they were ruins, all scattered ‘round
The wind was a-blowing
It was late September
As I stood on the bridge of the Tiber River
The window was a-howling
It was late September
And I gazed at the leaves on the soft, dirty ground
And I cursed on each one
That jumped down off each tree
There were ruins all scattered ‘round
The waves were rolling
If I remember
As I stood on the bridge of the Tiber River
The waves they were rolling
If I remember
And the river’s waters ran ragged and brown
The salt of the ocean
Was in my cuts and my bruises
There were ruins all scattered ‘round
I allow I’ll come back
Sometime in summer
Just to stand on the bridge of the Tiber River
I allow I’ll come back
Some day, and some summer
If I make enough money in town
And I’ll lay down and die
On the soft, dirty ground
With the rest of the ruined old things scattered ‘round
poem by Patrick O'Reilly
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Unkind
Read on baby, what youre gettin in to
Its livin on pain, the thing thats getting to you
Write my name, painted up my picture
Say its the only thanks Im not around (around)
Beaten and battered
Well if my dreams get shattered, then
Pain gives my the right to be unkind
Wait on baby which with some indevotion
I trade a river of tears for just a little emotion
You can curse my name, painted up my picture
Say its the last time that Ill be around (be around)
Oh well Im torn and tattered,
Saw the thoughts in my head be scattered, well
Pain gives my the right to be unkind yeah
And it sets me
Chorus:
Right back to the heart of it
Joans crazy is a sly defense from it
Joans crazy is a place I call my own, when Im alone
Read on baby, what youre gettin in to
I swear once that it was the little things that mattered
But it all seems true to you
Say the hell with my name, and say the hell with my picture
Yeah but swear the one time you need me around, be around, Im around right now well
Ill stand like it matters
Only once got screwy things got scattered by the rain
Pain gives me the right to be unkind
(chorus) x 3
song performed by by Matchbox 20
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On Tsunami in Japan
Tongue is mum,
Words are scattered
The whole existence seems to be melting
Into nothingness,
Who are we?
Nothing but playthings,
Objects of derision for Nature.
Our achievments,
Our profitability,
Our whole life is under Her heavy feet,
She exercises Her might on us
Whenever, wherever she wishes,
She does everything upsidedown
In an instant.
Who are we?
What significance we bear?
We are like dew drops scattered on the leaves
Until the sun shows his visage.
Who cares for us?
Certainly none.
We are the messiah of our own pain,
Our hopes are false,
Our dreams are false,
Our whole being is a heap of falsehood.
Our age long labour is spoiled in an instant,
The marks of our glory are raised to ground,
Our whole success is mingled in the dust
When Nature frowns at us.
Then why should we invite Her wrath?
Why should we interrupt Her course?
We should mind our business
And let Her mind Her own.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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There Is No Glory
There is no glory
in dying before your time
or having your remains
scattered across some muddy field.
There is no glory
in a war of any sorts.
We may take issues with another
with fingers pointed in scorn,
but there is no glory
when death becomes involved
and bodies lie scattered
on some remote muddy field.
There is no glory
in the multiples of death
during any kind of war.
It is the innocent
that end up sleeping
in death’s dark lonely bed.
poem by David Harris
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