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Past Lives

An angel came to me last night
She saw me in a different light
She showed me things I thoughht I could be
Are not a million miles away
As surely as night follows day
It follows, Im a king not a slave
It is another case of dj vu
It seems to happen everyday
It all comes back to me whatever I do
Theres always been a price to pay
Past lives, past lives
You can never put the ghost to bed
Get the feeling that you live, forever she said
Past lives, past lives
Rub my stomach while I pat my head
Get the feeling in your mind
When youre out of your head
And to the eastern side of the bay
My shadow is sailing away
Treasure possessions and money to burn
I wont be taking these with me
I hear the echos and Ive nowhere to turn
After all Im at sea
Past lives, past lives
We can anchor off the coast she said
The storm will pass and the fog will clear in your head
Past lives, past lives
You can never put the ghost to bed
Get the feeling that you live forever she said
In another world when dreams collide
To the mocking bird of faith we tied
She comes to pass but not to stay
Through the looking glass, she fades away
Welcome to the house of usher
An angel came to me last night
She sold me down the river of life

song performed by by Level 42
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A Night on the Overlander

Fog and smoke surrounds me,
the wind flying past me,
shooting through the dark,
past lives thatll never see the flow
out here im so alone.

We're the passing lights,
the rolling thunder of the night,
each time i slip into myself
the fog horn blows,
reminding lives of lives theyll never know.

Running from the night,
from the urge to stop and show,
its not exactly perfect,
but the chasing lights means ill always know.

This could be a home that never slows

poem by Andrew Rose
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Passing Fancies

Passing fancys
never stay.
They just happen
then go away.
They're temporary
whims that flit.
A short entrancement
we permit
to come into our lives.

Passing fancies
attract the eye.
They linger a while.
Then they die.
When they come
you think they'll last
but pretty soon
they're in our past,
the past part of our lives.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Live In The Past

For those who are destined to live in the past
Each 'What could have been? ' is amassed
To a degree where no other timeframe can last.

'If onlys' overshadow the present so that today
Is doubted, then cursed; finally withering away.
The resulting void means they'll never have a chance
To even hope for a future to unfold and advance.

Not an instant or an inch of the past can be changed.
This is why it's sad for lives the past has rearranged.
For these tragic lives it actually can be said
That with no present or future they're virtually dead.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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I Don't Want To Live Forever

Frank Sinatra died today
I came home and found my mama crying
The TV had so much to say
Somehow I was thinking about dying
I'm seventeen and thinking about dying
I don't want to live forever
Just want to know that I'm alive
Don't want to live forever
Just until the day I die
I see my daddy in his chair
He sits there night and day
The TV still looks good as new
Daddy's old and gray
And it's scaring me to death
I don't want to go that way
I don't want to live forever
Just want to know that I'm alive
Don't want to live forever
Just until the day I die
Just because your heart's still beating
It don't mean that you're alive
Don't want to live forever
Nobody lives forever
Gonna live while I'm alive
You can see the glass half-empty
You can see the glass half-full
But all I see are shattered dreams
Around this neighborhood
My brother's girlfriend's pregnant
And today she's moving in
My friends all play the lottery
And swear one day they'll win
I'm seventeen, I'm thinking about dying
I'm seventeen, no way I'm dying
Don't want to live forever
Just want to know that I'm alive
Don't want to live forever
Just until the day I die
Just because you're breathing
It don't mean that you're alive
Don't want to live forever
Nobody lives forever
I don't want to live forever
Nobody lives forever
Don't want to live forever
I don't want to live forever
Nobody lives forever
I don't want to live forever
Don't want to live forever
I don't want to live forever
Nobody lives forever
I don't want to live forever
Nobody lives forever
I don't want to live forever

song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Multicultural Melbourne

Melbourne Immigration Museum

I stroll,
Past history,
Past lives,
Past stories.

I see for the first time MY nation’s history,
My nations courage,
My nations suffering,

My eyes glaze over
And realisation creeps up on me.
I see stories of the past and present,
Played out before me,
The lives of Australia’s people,
Australia’s history

poem by Katie Anne
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Past

Past is past.
It never comes.
It helps us something to learn.

Past lives may hurt us.
But It never ruins us.
Don't fight the past.
Let it go, always be simple, always be inspired.

There is no point going with the past.
There is the point going with present.
Past determines nothing.
Present determines something.

poem by Yash Pradhan
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If The Phone Doesnt Ring Its Me

If the phone doesnt ring its me
1985
The time spent writing about the intensity involved in trying to
Keep love together is short; but the endless research can kill you.
There are oceans of feelings between us
Currents that take us and sweep us away
Thats why we seldom have seen us
In the light of a cold hard day
Lots of new friends with the same old answers
Open your eyes
You might see
If our lives were that simple
Wed live in the past
If the phone doesnt ring
Its me
If the phone doesnt ring
Youll know that its me
Ill be out in the eye of the storm
If the phone doesnt ring
You know that Ill be
Where someone can make me feel warm
Its too bad we cant turn
And live in the past
If the phone doesnt ring
Its me
Ive had good days and bad days
And goin half mad days
I try to let go but youre still on my mind
Ive lost all the old ways
Im searchin for new plays
Puttin it all on the line
Lots of new friends with the same old problems
Open your eyes you might see
If our lives were that simple
Wed live in the past
If the phone doesnt ring
Its me
If the phone doesnt ring
Youll know that its me
Ill be out in the eye of the storm
If the phone doesnt ring
You know that Ill be
Where someone can make me feel warm
Its too bad we cant turn
And live in the past
If the phone doesnt ring
Its me
Its me, its me
Its me, its me
Its me, its me
Its me, its me
If it takes all the future
Well live through the past
If the phone doesnt ring
Its me
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Background vocals: glenn frey, timothy b. schmit

song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Incarnation

bring back the future
to the past, the beginning of
life lives yesterdays apart, and day is not
today to say but tomorrow to tell

breath and die, in every
day you take, every single moment
is a break, for you should not die, just to die,
but to die in today's goodbye

life have been there, in the
paradise lives forever, let your heart
fill its empty, then live today and walk through
eternity, don’t worry of the past for yesterday is
not a way, but now is the hour to
ponder, where it says a good
day to life that is easy, to
continue without misery

happy are you, who believed
that day to come, in life there is always
a good way, the destiny that each and everyone
want to stay, in a journey everybody has to
go home, and shout that life is just a
walk to believe and live; until it
reaches to the end, of once our
dear sweet, sweet home....Welcome back
my child

poem by Antonio Liao
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Faithfulness to the past can be a kind of death above ground. Writing of the past is a resurrection; the past then lives in your words and you are free.

quote by Jessamyn West
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Time Long Past

Like the ghost of a dear friend dead
Is Time long past.
A tone which is now forever fled,
A hope which is now forever past,
A love so sweet it could not last,
Was Time long past.

There were sweet dreams in the night
Of Time long past:
And, was it sadness or delight,
Each day a shadow onward cast
Which made us wish it yet might last--
That Time long past.

There is regret, almost remorse,
For Time long past.
'Tis like a child's belovèd corse
A father watches, till at last
Beauty is like remembrance, cast
From Time long past.

poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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A Candle And A Man.

Someone lights a candle
And I see the things around.
A candle must burn like this
Nay, every candle must burn like this.
I begin to tell every one.

A candle dies as it lives for us
And we appear to live while we travel towards the end.
A candle lives and lives while it appears to be dying..
A lot we have to learn.
I begin to learn none.

It`s a candle which lives and lives throws greater questions
And I begin to be introceptive
-A mental exercise on a confined mind.
When shall I begin to live like a candle?
When shall I give out a flame that lives?

The questions begin to boomerang on me
As I sit in the candle light and see everything.
I see everything?
I miss to see a candle too.
The ghost of a candle haunts me.

poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Imagination

What do you do with yourself
When you see the storm clouds rising
Feeling alone with yourself
As the sun fades away
The memories come to and fro
The trouble is they never want to go
They come never go
Its just your imagination rolling over the past
It can change your mind completely
Its just my imagination running wild and too fats
But I know it wont defeat me
Look into the eyes of medusa
And shell turn your world to stone
Shell tear at your eyes and seduce you
And your soul will be gone
The messages and hidden dreams
Of former lives and lovers never seen
A love never seen
Its just your imagination rolling over the past
It can change your mind completely
Its just my imagination running wild and too fats
But I know it wont defeat me
What do you do with yourself when your lost on some horizon
Taking a hold of yourself
When you know the timings wrong
The memories come to and fro
The trouble is they never want to go
They come never go
Its just your imagination rolling over the past
It can change your mind completely
Its just my imagination running wild and too fats
But I know it wont defeat me

song performed by by Erasure
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Have You Ever Been?

Have you ever been
Tied to the past
Striving for the future
Yet stuck in a holocaust

Have you ever been
Living two lives
One in the past, hidden from all
One in the present, to show them all

Have you ever been
Loved so pure
To hold, is all you want to do
Yet you let go, for love is true

Have you ever been
Content! !
Content of the past and the present
Or do you see yourself linger, from one to the other end...

Have you ever been...?
Have you ever been...?

poem by Mien Bless
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Before This Night Is Through

(cantarelli & a anderson)
Producer for bonnie: jim steinman
I been crazy for you, so long
How could something so right turn out so wrong
Words, never mean what they say
Words just get in the way
Before this night is through
Gonna make you see
How l been blind to you
You been blind to me
Before this night is through were gonna get to the truth
Before this night is through
Gonna heal the pain
Before this night is through
Youll be back again
No matter what we do I know well be all right
Before this night is through
Hearts broken in pieces no time to mend
Without loving they fall apart in the end
Fools, never admit theyre wrong
They live their lives alone
Before this night is through
Girl were gonna see how I belong to you
You belong to me
Before this night is through were gonna get to the truth
Before this night is through
Well get past the pain
Before this night is through
Youll be back again
No matter what we do I know well be ll right
Before this night is through
Come inside close the door come to me now
Well find our way we know how
Let the past be the past let it all fall away
Baby I know we told lies and to lie is a sin
Well get to the truth we will simply begin
Instrumental.before this night is through were gonna get to the truth
Before this night is through
Well get past the pain
Before this night is through
Youll come back again
No matter what we do I know well be all right
Before this night, before this night is through

song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Past paved way for the future

Past paved way
For the present
Shall become past
To pave way for future
The cycle never stops
Present always
Compared to past
A better future
Wished by all
What will come?
Nobody knows
Hope and desire
Never ends
Brings light in eyes
And smile on face
Light or darkness?
Is a question
Answer to which
Nobody knows
One thing is certain
If one lives
Shall become old
Perish with time
Become memory
Of the past

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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MY Words of Wisdom

Smile and you meet no enemy; they just wonder and walk away.

Secrecy is bait to suspicion but limit yourself of being too open.

Past cannot be undone as its words and actions could only be repeated: the good ones to be remembered and the ugly ones should be eliminated; these are reasons why there is future and present.

Every second past by our decisions, statements, and judgments,
there is always the “IF” in the core of our regressions.

The past is a part of our lives that we indulged to happen, which we cannot change but to live with it as example for the youth

poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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Timeless Visions

Try to rape your mind with your drugs and your guns
And try to change the world, for your time will never let go
Of all of the industries of hate, all of the industries of crime
All of the industries ov time
They leave you once again
They rip apart your mind
They steal up all your time
They never ever let go
We always left, so live it up
All in the back they scrape apart the flesh on your mind
They never believe in treachery
They never opened their mind
They are the ones who steal your life
They are the ones who get out of sight
We are just here to live our lives
They always win the war with their pride
They all live in death
They all shine in it
They are death unleashed to the world
They all breath undone in your head
Tomorrow's time is your past alone in being
And dying is your past, a lie
Feel the pain, the cross on your back
Now, die, we'll feel the pain on your mind
On the edge, on the edge, on the edge
You'll melt away
You'll fade away
Life is a double edged sword for you to choke on
And cry some more
No vision, no light, no nothing, empty inside, no time
Just a void eating up your mind for space and time, no one realign
Your mind is junk but you just eat it up
No feeling no light feel your head after all this time
You run with these ideas to explain your disposition.

song performed by by Velvet Acid Christ
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Putting the past behind

would anyone believed that all have gone
into the limbo of the past, where the flame of fire
lives in the light of memories

what a trust that shakes the wound that
never failed, a realistic of the present of
the past struggle to the blindness of everything
of pain and suffering have gone

tie me into the day where i could hide my
emotional depression hold me where every
stings of fang sweeten my thirst, push my
being of every sweat flows from my half
naked body, where you can feel the sweetness
of my tears of blood

what a wonderful genre, where every past,
healed in your shadowing day, what then is the
prize where i say to myself that you come to
capture my pain; of nowhere i can stand my own

stay as you could for this is not the twilight zone of
what is the future to live, have the dawn brings
it’s light for in every future there is always the spark
a remembrance of may

need not only your love that heals the would, rather
fix it up with the solemnity of your life breaking touch
that within you is the answer of this happing mode
of freedom to live

the past have lend us to believe and thwarting us the
fulfillment that we almost reach what the present joy
of living with you forever

please live the past for everything........my Love

poem by Antonio Liao
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Watching The World Go Past

I sit on the front step
Just watching the world go past
People walking
People talking

I see people running from themselves
People walking their best friends
Children playing with others hearts
Teenage girls crying over the past

I just and watch the sun set
Signalling that a new day will begin soon
I watch the rising of the moon
And the dots getting ever so brighter

Watch people fall in love
People smile as if nothings wrong
I watch all the people who have nothing to do
Watching people who have nothing to loose

I sit and watch the different lives form
Watching the new scene starting
The new lives beginning with a smile
The lives coming to and end