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The Valley Of Unrest

[Spoken Track]
[Rowena:]
Far away far away
Are not all lovely things far away
As far at least lies that valley
as the bedridden sun in the luminous east
The paralyzed mountains, the sickly river
Are not all things lovely far away
Are not all things lovely far away
It is a valley where time is not interrupted
Where its history shall not be interpreted
Stories of satan's dart of angel wings
Unhappy things
Within the valley of unrest
The sun ray dripped all red
The dell was silent
All the people having gone to war
Leaving no interrogator to mind
the willful looting the pale past knowledge
The sly mysterious stars
The unguarded flowers leaning
The tulips overhead paler
The terror stricken sky
Rolling like a waterfall
over the horizon's fiery wall
A visage full of meaning
How the unhappy shall confess
As Roderick watches like a human eye
While violets and lilies wave
Like banners in the sky
Hovering over and above a grave
As dew drops on the freshly planted eternal dew
Coming down in gems
There's no use to pretend
Though gorgeous clouds fly
Roderick, like the human eye has closed forever
Far away far away
Roderick, whatever thy image may be
Roderick, no magic shall sever the music from thee
Thou hast bound many eyes in a dreamy sleep
Oh tortured day
The strains still arrive
I hear the bells
I have kept my vigilance
Rain dancing in the rhythm of a shower
Over what guilty spirit to not hear the beating
To not hear the beating heart
But only tears of perfect moan
Only tears of perfect moan

song performed by by Lou Reed
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The Valley Of Unrest

Once it smiled a silent dell
Where the people did not dwell;
They had gone unto the wars,
Trusting to the mild-eyed stars,
Nightly, from their azure towers,
To keep watch above the flowers,
In the midst of which all day
The red sunlight lazily lay.
Now each visitor shall confess
The sad valley's restlessness.
Nothing there is motionless-
Nothing save the airs that brood
Over the magic solitude.
Ah, by no wind are stirred those trees
That palpitate like the chill seas
Around the misty Hebrides!
Ah, by no wind those clouds are driven
That rustle through the unquiet Heaven
Uneasily, from morn till even,
Over the violets there that lie
In myriad types of the human eye-
Over the lilies there that wave
And weep above a nameless grave!
They wave:- from out their fragrant tops
Eternal dews come down in drops.
They weep:- from off their delicate stems
Perennial tears descend in gems.

poem by Edgar Allan Poe
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Everywhere I Go

I hear your heart beating everywhere
When were apart I can hear you there
I hear your heart beating everywhere
Everywhere I go
People say that I must be in love
The way I forget what were speaking of
The way I stand there smiling straight ahead
And walk away without hearing a word they said
I hear your heart beating everywhere
When were apart I can close my eyes and hear you there
I hear your heart beating everywhere
Everywhere I go
In the middle of the football game
At the beach in the pouring rain
Standing on a hillside staring at the sun
People hurry by the unfortunate one
With the faraway eyes and the mystery smile
Moving my body in a ragamuffin style
I cant sit down when I hear it start
I hear you heart everywhere I go
People say that I must be a fool
Cause when Im near you I cannot be cool
I dont quite make sense when I talk to you
And when you smile I forget everything I knew
I hear your heart beating everywhere
When were apart I can close my eyes and hear you there
I hear your heart beating everywhere
Everywhere I go
Standing in the market where I buy my bread
With a hunger in my belly and a rhythm in my head
Looking all around for something good to eat
Between the butter and the beans and the mops and the meat
Coffee from the mountain, honey from the bee
Nothing tastes as good as you taste to me
Rocking in the aisle to my inside song
People staring at me think I got a walkman on
I hear your heart beating everywhere
I hear your heart
I hear your heart beating everywhere
I hear you heart
Beating everywhere I go

song performed by by Jackson Browne
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All The Things She Said

Dont you look back on a big lost world
Crying out tomorrow
Dont you look down like the heroes say
Come tell me all about it
Take me to the streets where the bonfires burn
Take me in your arms and Ill fade away
When I hear you say what you got to say
Anywhere you go, you know Ill still be waiting
All the things she said, she said
Little darling close your eyes, therell be no compromising
Of all the things she said, she said
Throw me to the street where the heartbeats beating
Beating all around me
To the peaceful revolution
And the perfect wave, surround me
Tell me bout the ocean moving in slow motion
I see it glitter in the sun
Then its freezing in the moonlight
Never look back, never look back, never look away
If freedom comes and goes, you know Ill still be waiting
All the things she said, she said
Youve fought the fight so long, no surrender to temptation
Of all the things she said, she said
Stars will fall out for you
Luck will surrender
Im calling out to you
Oh to be near you in the first morning light
Id be with you, I dream about you
If I could leave here, I would leave here tonight
Id be with you, Id stay with you tonight
Tonight
Anywhere you go, you know Ill still be waiting
Of all the things she said, she said
When I look into your eyes, I see a new day rising
Oh all the things she said, she said
Through the eyes of love, and to never know what hate is
Of all the things she said, she said
She said, this is our time, she said, this is our place
This is the space my heart wants to be
Little darling close your eyes, therell be no compromising
All the things she said, she said
Words and music : simple minds (c) emi music (publ) ltd reproduced without permission

song performed by by Simple Minds
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Sleigh Ride

(Leroy Anderson/Mitchell Parish)
Ohhh just hear those sleigh bells jinglin'
Ring-ting-tingling too
Come on it's lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you
Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling, "Yoo hoo."
Come on it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Giddy-up, giddy-up let's go
Let's look at the show
We're riding in a wonderland of snow
Giddy-up giddy-up its grand
Just holdin your hand
We're gliding along with the song of a wintery fairy land
Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy cozy are we
We're snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be
Let's take the road before us and sing a chorus or two
Come on it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
There's a birthday party at the home of Farmer Grey
It'll be the perfect ending to a perfect day
We'll be singing the songs we love to sing without a single stop
At the fireplace while we watch the chestnuts pop... pop! pop! pop!
There's a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy
When you pass around the chocolate and the punkin' pie
It'll be nearly like a picture print by Currier and Ives
These wonderful things are the things we remember for all our lives
These wonderful things are the things we remember for all our life
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting-tingling too
Come on it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling, "Yoo hoo!"
Come on its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
It's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you, yeah...
*giggle*

song performed by by Jo Dee Messina
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Untitled No. 1

In mornings shes so regal that the valley sighs
In the chilly sea that killed her real slows
Now were swimming luck by the river doll by our sides
Fill the cup with these sleepy souls
Semicargo
Its clear that some things never take
Semicargo
Please, heal these tears
Semicargo
She will feel like at tea, make me laugh all along
With such feats like sex only brought upon
Oh lady, oh baby, maybe Ill live my lies alone
Jesus, up here, hear me, i, up up up up oh ah
Semicargo
Its clear that some things never
Semicargo
Please, heal these tears
Semicargo
Semicargo
Semicargo
Semicargo
Semicargo
We steal these tears
Semicargo
Its clear that some things never take
Semicargo
Its clear that somethings never
Semicargo
Please heal these tears
Ah how
Semicargo
Ah how
Some things never
Semicargo
Ah how
Never never

song performed by by David Bowie
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In The Valley Of My Mind

I carry black roses
Of what that has been
Rain drops wet my floor
To many cold night
Days of unfairness
I smell her fragrant
I awake to find this
In the valley of my mind

I hear the wedding bells
I see a wedding ring
Her kisses wet my lips
I see her smiling face
I hold her to find it's
In the valley of my mind

The rain drops has dried
I'm happy I can smile
Because I realize
I can get her back
Any time I want to
In the valley of my mind

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plublish work of Eyan Desir

poem by Eyan Desir
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Verses by Lady Geralda

Why, when I hear the stormy breath
Of the wild winter wind
Rushing o'er the mountain heath,
Does sadness fill my mind?
For long ago I loved to lie
Upon the pathless moor,
To hear the wild wind rushing by
With never ceasing roar;

Its sound was music then to me;
Its wild and lofty voice
Made by heart beat exultingly
And my whole soul rejoice.

But now, how different is the sound?
It takes another tone,
And howls along the barren ground
With melancholy moan.

Why does the warm light of the sun
No longer cheer my eyes?
And why is all the beauty gone
From rosy morning skies?

Beneath this lone and dreary hill
There is a lovely vale;
The purling of a crystal rill,
The sighing of the gale,

The sweet voice of the singing bird,
The wind among the trees,
Are ever in that valley heard;
While every passing breeze

Is loaded with the pleasant scent
Of wild and lovely flowers.
To yonder vales I often went
To pass my evening hours.

Last evening when I wandered there
To soothe my weary heart,
Why did the unexpected tear
From my sad eyelid start?

Why did the trees, the buds, the stream
Sing forth so joylessly?
And why did all the valley seem
So sadly changed to me?

I plucked a primrose young and pale
That grew beneath a tree
And then I hastened from the vale
Silent and thoughtfully.

Soon I was near my lofty home,
But when I cast my eye
Upon that flower so fair and lone
Why did I heave a sigh?

I thought of taking it again
To the valley where it grew.
But soon I spurned that thought as vain
And weak and childish too.

And then I cast that flower away
To die and wither there;
But when I found it dead today
Why did I shed a tear?

O why are things so changed to me?
What gave me joy before
Now fills my heart with misery,
And nature smiles no more.

And why are all the beauties gone
From this my native hill?
Alas! my heart is changed alone:
Nature is constant still.

For when the heart is free from care,
Whatever meets the eye
Is bright, and every sound we hear
Is full of melody.

The sweetest strain, the wildest wind,
The murmur of a stream,
To the sad and weary mind
Like doleful death knells seem.

Father! thou hast long been dead,
Mother! thou art gone,
Brother! thou art far away,
And I am left alone.

Long before my mother died
I was sad and lone,
And when she departed too
Every joy was flown.

But the world's before me now,
Why should I despair?
I will not spend my days in vain,
I will not linger here!

There is still a cherished hope
To cheer me on my way;
It is burning in my heart
With a feeble ray.

I will cheer the feeble spark
And raise it to a flame;
And it shall light me through the world,
And lead me on to fame.

I leave thee then, my childhood's home,
For all thy joys are gone;
I leave thee through the world to roam
In search of fair renown,

From such a hopeless home to part
Is happiness to me,
For nought can charm my weary heart
Except activity.

poem by Anne Brontë
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Through The Valley

(After James Thomson)
As I came through the Valley of Despair,
As I came through the valley, onmy sight,
More awful that the darkness of the night,
Shone glimpses of a Past that had been fair,
And memories of eyes that used to smile,
And wafts of perfume from a vanished isle,
As I came through the valley.

As I came through the valley I could see,
As I came through the valley, fair and far,
As drowning men look up and see a star,
The fading shore of my lost Used-to-be;
And like an arrow in my heart I heard
The last sad notes of Hope’s expiring bird,
As I came through the valley.

As I came through the valley desolate,
As I came through the valley, like a beam
Of lurid lightning I beheld a gleam
Of Love’s great eyes that now were full of hate.
Dear God! dear God! I could bear all but that;
But I fell down soul-stricken, dead, thereat,
As I came through the valley.

poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Sleigh Ride

SLEIGH RIDE
performed by: Debbie Gibson
written by: Leroy Anderson (music) and Mitchell Parish (words)
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting-tingling, too.
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling, "Yoo-hoo!"
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Giddy-yap, giddy-yap, giddy-yap, let's go,
Let's look at the show
We're riding in a wonderland of snow.
Giddy-yap, giddy-yap, giddy-yap, it's grand,
Just holding your hand.
We're gliding along with a song of a wintery fairyland.
Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy-cozy are we.
We're snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be.
Let's take that road before us and sing a chorus or two.
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
There's a birthday party at the home of Farmer Gray.
It'll be the perfect ending of a perfect day.
We'll be singing the songs we love to sing without a single stop,
At the fireplace while we watch the chestnuts pop. Pop! Pop! Pop!
There's a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy,
When they pass around the coffee and the pumpkin pie.
It'll nearly be like a picture print by Currier and Ives.
These wonderful things are the things we remember all through our lives!
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting-tingling, too.
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling, "Yoo-hoo!"
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you

song performed by by Debbie Gibson
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I'll take being on Baywatch over being Prom Queen any day.

quote by Brande Roderick
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The Sounds

I can hear her heart beat
It seams a little strong
I can hear the things I did wrong
I can hear her thoughts
By looking in her eyes
I can hear her all the times she cried
I can hear the memories
As they echo off the wall
Falling from the pictures down the hall
I can hear regret
Building up in side of me
And I can hear all the things
I could not see
Those are the sounds of a woman leaving
Stronger then the wind in a willow tree
Those are the sounds of a heart breaking
You can't hear it
But the noise is killing me
I should of heard it coming
But I chose to pretend
I should of recognizes that sound
Way back then
But I just wouldn't listen didn't want to all those years
Now the truth is ringing clear
In my ears
Those are the sounds of a woman leaving
Stronger then the wind in willow tree
Those are the sounds of a heart breaking
You can't hear it
But the noise is killing me
Those are the sounds of a heart breaking
You can't hear it
But the noise is killing me
I can hear it
And the silent is killing me

song performed by by Alan Jackson
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To The River Yvette. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fifth)

O lovely river of Yvette!
O darling river! like a bride,
Some dimpled, bashful, fair Lisette,
Thou goest to wed the Orge's tide.

Maincourt, and lordly Dampierre,
See and salute thee on thy way,
And, with a blessing and a prayer,
Ring the sweet bells of St. Forget.

The valley of Chevreuse in vain
Would hold thee in its fond embrace;
Thou glidest from its arms again
And hurriest on with swifter pace.

Thou wilt not stay; with restless feet,
Pursuing still thine onward flight,
Thou goest as one in haste to meet
Her sole desire, her heart's delight.

O lovely river of Yvette!
O darling stream! on balanced wings
The wood-birds sang the chansonnette
That here a wandering poet sings.

poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Sleigh Ride

Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting-tingling, too.
Come on, its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling, yoo-hoo!
Come on, its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Giddy-yap, giddy-yap, giddy-yap, lets go,
Lets look at the show
Were riding in a wonderland of snow.
Giddy-yap, giddy-yap, giddy-yap, its grand,
Just holding your hand.
Were gliding along with a song of a wintery fairyland.
Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy-cozy are we.
Were snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be.
Lets take that road before us and sing a chorus or two.
Come on, its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Theres a birthday party at the home of farmer gray.
Itll be the perfect ending of a perfect day.
Well be singing the songs we love to sing without a single stop,
At the fireplace while we watch the chestnuts pop. pop! pop! pop!
Theres a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy,
When they pass around the coffee and the pumpkin pie.
Itll nearly be like a picture print by currier and ives.
These wonderful things are the things we remember all through our lives!
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting-tingling, too.
Come on, its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling, yoo-hoo!
Come on, its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.

song performed by by Amy Grant
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Sleigh Ride

Just hear those sleigh bells jingling
Ring-ting-tingling too
Come on its lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you
Outside the snow is falling
And friends are calling yoo-hoo
Come on its lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you
Our cheeks are nice and rosy
And comfy cozy are we
Were snuggling close together
Like two birds of a feather should be
Lets take the road before us
And sing a chorus or two
Come on its lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you
Theres a birthday party
At the house of farmer gray
Itll be the perfect ending
To the perfect day
Well be singing the songs
We love to sing
Without a single stop
At the fireplace where
Well watch the chestnuts pop
Theres a happy feeling
Nothing in the world can buy
When they pass around the coffee
And the pumpkin pie
Itll nearly be like a picture print
By currier and ives
These wonderful things are the things
We remember all through our lives

song performed by by Garth Brooks
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My Friend

My friend, I am not what I seem. Seeming is but a garment I wear--a
care-woven garment that protects me from thy questionings and thee
from my negligence.

The 'I' in me, my friend, dwells in the house of silence, and
therein it shall remain for ever more, unperceived, unapproachable.

I would not have thee believe in what I say nor trust in what I
do--for my words are naught but thy own thoughts in sound and my
deeds thy own hopes in action.

When thou sayest, 'The wind bloweth eastward,' I say, 'Aye it doth
blow eastward'; for I would not have thee know that my mind doth
not dwell upon the wind but upon the sea.

Thou canst not understand my seafaring thoughts, nor would I have
thee understand. I would be at sea alone.

When it is day with thee, my friend, it is night with me; yet even
then I speak of the noontide that dances upon the hills and of
the purple shadow that steals its way across the valley; for thou
canst not hear the songs of my darkness nor see my wings beating
against the stars--and I fain would not have thee hear or see. I
would be with night alone.

When thou ascendest to thy Heaven I descend to my Hell--even then
thou callest to me across the unbridgeable gulf, 'My companion, my
comrade,' and I call back to thee, 'My comrade, my companion'--for
I would not have thee see my Hell. The flame would burn thy eyesight
and the smoke would crowd thy nostrils. And I love my Hell too
well to have thee visit it. I would be in Hell alone.

Thou lovest Truth and Beauty and Righteousness; and I for thy sake
say it is well and seemly to love these things. But in my heart
I laught at thy love. Yet I would not have thee see my laughter.
I would laugh alone.

My friend, thou art good and cautious and wise; nay, thou art
perfect--and I, too, speak with thee wisely and cautiously. And
yet I am mad. But I mask my madness. I would be mad alone.

My friend, thou art not my friend, but how shall I make thee
understand? My path is not thy path, yet together we walk, hand
in hand.

poem by Khalil Gibran
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til I Die

Im a cork on the ocean
Floating over the raging sea
How deep is the ocean?
How deep is the ocean?
I lost my way
Hey hey hey
Im a rock in a landslide
Rolling over the mountainside
How deep is the valley?
How deep is the valley?
It kills my soul
Hey hey hey
Im a leaf on a windy day
Pretty soon Ill be blown away
How long will the wind blow?
How long will the wind blow?
Ohhhh
Until I die
Until I die
These things Ill be until I die
These things Ill be until I die
These things Ill be until I die
These things Ill be until I die
These things Ill be until I die
These things Ill be until I die
These things Ill be until I die
These things Ill be until I die
These things Ill be until I die
These things Ill be until I die

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Arabian Nights

I can fell the light from your eyes
racing my mind
Fighting back the tears of my life
for the last time
You can take the crown from your head
losing it soon
I can taste the end of your dream
Empire Ruined
Can you hear them calling
Can you feel the hurt
Can you see them watching now
Can you hear them calling
Can you make another round
Can you see them dancing now
I can see the light from your eyes
Bounce from the moon
Walking down the valley by night
Leaving here soon
Can you hear them calling
Can you feel the hurt
Can you see them watching now
Can you hear them calling
Can you make another round
Can you see her dancing now
I'm not lucky
You're not lucky
We're not lucky, no!
I'm not crying
You're not buying
You won't take it slow
Solo
Everybody's leaning on you
Nothing seems to break at all for you
Everybody's screaming at you
Ooooh
Chasing after you
I can see the light from the sky
Melt in your eyes
Can you hear them calling
Can you feel the hurt
(They'll) never let her out!!!!!

song performed by by Zebra
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The Fall of Usher

An elegy on Edgar Allan Poe

"Thou wert the Morning Star among the living,
Ere thy fair light had fled;
But, having died, thou art like Hesperus giving
New splendor to the dead." - Plato's Aster.

"Thou art gone to the grave!" but thy spirit is shining,
And singing afar in the Realms of the Blest ;
While the living are left by thy cold grave reclining,
And mourning for thee while they long for thy rest---
Left mourning for thee while they long for thy rest!

"Thou art gone to the grave!" thou art gone where thy slumber
No more shall be broken by sorrow or pain---
Soon to rise with that host which no mortal can number,
To lie down no more in that Valley again!
No more to lie down in that Valley again!

"Thou art gone to the grave!" there is none can restore thee,
Or bring thee again from that Silent Abode !
But the Conqueror of Death went to dwell there before thee,
And He has prepared thee the way to thy God!
Prepared thee the way to thy Beautiful God !

"Thou art gone to the grave!" thou art silently sleeping
A sleep which no sorrow shall ever molest;
And, in longing for which, my poor heart now is keeping
This silent lament in its grave in my breast!
Like Shelley for Keats, in its grave in my breast!

"Thou art gone to the grave!" let the dark Weeping Willow
Bend over thy grave where thy beauty was laid!
While thy form, thus reclined on the earth for its pillow,
Shall live in the Spring-flowers which bloom at thy head---
To feed the young Butterflies born at thy head.

"Thou art gone to the grave!" where the Violets are springing,
And feeding upon thee above the damp sod,
Now thy Pandemos mourns, while thy spirit is singing,
And drinking delight from the Fountains of God ---
With thine Ullalume lost from the Fountains of God.

poem by Thomas Holley Chivers
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Snowed Under

There's a cold voice on the air
You've been looking everywhere
For someone to understand your hopes and fears
Well I've thought about that for many long years
So I walk through Mansers Shaw
I don't see you anymore
We love to think about the way things were
But the time has come and I'm glad it's over
I don't know why I waste my time
Getting hung up about the things you say
When I open my eyes and it's a lovely day
You know sometimes I feel like I'm
Getting snowed under with the things you say
When I open my eyes and it's a lovely day
Now you think that you're alone
So you make your way back home
I'd love to greet the weary traveller
But your time has gone and I'm glad it's over
I don't know why I waste my time
Getting hung up about the things you say
When I open my eyes and it's a lovely day
You know sometimes I feel like I'm
Getting snowed under with the things you say
When I open my eyes and it's a lovely day
I don't know why I waste my time
Getting hung up about the things you say
When I open my eyes and it's a lovely day
You know sometimes I feel like I'm
Getting snowed under with the things you say
When I open my eyes and it's a lovely day

song performed by by Keane
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Two Old Friends

Preacher went up to the Golden Gate,
And met God there,
With the glow of love in his flowing hair.
I'm dreamin' of a time when love and music,
Is everywhere.
Can you see that time comin'?
No my son that time has gone,
There's things to do.
The world has changed since I first met you.
Back when The Band played Rock of Ages,
In their prime,
And the old juke joint was rockin'...
Oh Lord there's so much hate,
In a world where we're from another place.
Show me how to be like you.
See no evil, hear no evil,
Feel no evil in my heart.
In my heart, in my aching heart.
In my heart, in my heart,
In my old black heart.
In my heart, in my heart,
In my beating heart.
Sky had turned a lotta shades of gray,
As they walked on,
And a gentle rain fell down on them.
They found faith in the way things are and,
The way things change,
And they said goodbye like two old friends.
Take me up to the mountains high,
Or a building top where the spirits fly.
Show me how to be like you.
See no evil, feel no evil,
Fear no evil in my heart.
In my heart, in my aching heart.
In my heart, in my heart,
In my old black heart.
In my heart, in my heart,
In my beating heart.
Oh Lord there's so much hate,
In a world where we're from another place.
Show me how to live like you.
See no evil, hear no evil,
Feel no evil in my heart.
In my heart, in my aching heart.
In my heart, in my heart,
In my old black heart.
In my heart, in my heart,
In my beating heart.

song performed by by Neil Young
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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