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#387951 - 04/15/06 05:26 AM
Post Your 2006 Lyric Award Entry HERE!
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Brian Austin Whitney
Bard of the Boards
Registered: 04/20/01
Posts: 16289
Loc: Indianapolis, IN USA
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2006 Just Plain Folks Best Lyric Award
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I am including the Guidelines Here at the top of the first page for folks to refer to. Remember to include your full name on your Lyric Post. Do NOT number your post. We will do that for you. Also, only post 1 Lyric. IF YOU POST MORE THAN 1 LYRIC, ALL OF THEM WILL BE DELETED EXCEPT FOR THE FIRST ONE YOU POST!!!
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2006 Lyric Award Guidelines:
We are ready to launch the 2006 Best Lyric Award process on the website. If you want to enter, it is free, but you must be a member and registered on the JPFolks.com message boards and follow the guidelines posted there. Here are the rules we have set up.
You and your fellow members will do the screening for the nominations, but we've improved the process to make it easier for everyone. Last year we had 250+ entries, and it was tough for folks to read through all of them to vote on their 5 favorites. So this year, you'll only be asked to pick your 5 favorites out of 50 on 1 page (each page holds 50 lyrics, see last years entries to see what I am talking about). We will award 5 points for each first place vote down to 1 point for the 5th place vote. We'll then take the top songs from each page and then have a second round on the top 50 overall only so that the process is much easier and efficient and every song has an equal chance of being read and considered.
The entry/voting dates are as follows:
April 16th, 2006-May 31, 2006: This is the window to post your lyric. Each member can post 1 lyric in their name. If it is co-written by multiple members, it will only count against 1 member. (the one posting it.) We will need full names given for each writer. We will request full contact info for each nominee once they are announced. You can enter any lyric you wish, except for lyrics entered in 2002 or 2004.
June 10th-June 30th, 2006: We will have voting by actual members on their 5 favorite lyrics (in order) from an assigned page via email once the posting/entry deadline passes. Voting will be confidential. The end date may be adjusted if needed by us to complete the process. But we will give advanced notice if the date is changed. We will take the top 50 lyrics and place them on a final nomination page for final voting.
July 2006: We will post the final lyrics on one page in July and have open nomination voting to reach the final nominees. We will post the info on this stage when we are done tabulating and verifying all the votes. We will announce the nominations on the same day we announce the rest of the 2006 award nominees TBA.
Awards: We will announce the Lyric of the Year winner live in Los Angeles at our 2006 Music Awards.
Voting Requirement: Because we do the awards free, it's necessary to use our own community to help get the mass of lyrics to the nominations stage. Instead of charging you 30 dollars to enter like a lot of "contests", we are requiring your direct participation in the peer review judging process. To make it easy, we have a system to do this which shouldn't require more than an hour or two of your time.
After the deadline has come for entering lyrics, we will email each participant a page to vote on. Each page holds 50 Lyrics. You will choose your 5 favorite in order from 1st to 5th and email your votes to the assigned email address. (Complete instructions will be sent to all participants). When you vote, you will automatically receive 6 points (A first place vote gets you 5 points, so this is 1 better) towards your own lyric. If you choose not to vote, then you can still participate, but you're 6 points in the hole to all those who do. Because you won't be able to vote on your own "page" there are no conflicts in voting for your own lyric in Round 1. We will not allow those who move on to round 2 to vote any further in the process.
If we missed something, or you have questions, please email us here.
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Instructions on how to post your lyric:
If you are new to these message boards, the way you post a new lyric is to click the button on the top right of the screen that says "Post Reply." Then you should PASTE your lyric into the box. We suggest you type it OFF LINE first, in case you have a problem posting, we don't want you to have to re-type all that text again. Use the Copy/Paste function on your computer to do this.
Once you have pasted all the text (which should include full title of the lyric, the full name of all the writers and the copyright date) click on the "Submit Reply" button at the bottom of the page.
If you need to edit your lyric, you are welcome to do so. You click the icon above the post with the Pencil and Paper. This will open your post so you can delete text, add text etc... You can't completely delete your entire post, you can only remove the text from it. If you need your lyric entry deleted (i.e. you aren't going to enter any lyric) then contact a moderator for their assistance.
Remember, you must be registered to post your lyric entry. This is completely separate from being a Just Plain Folks member and getting the newsletter. To register here, simply click the link on the top right that says "register" and follow the instructions. You will choose your own username and a password will be emailed to the email address you supply. Be sure to remember to type in both your user name and password CASE SENSITIVE or it won't work.
If you've previously registered, but can't remember you password or user name, you can have it emailed to you by clicking the link that says "forgot password?" in the preferences section (under the link that says "profile.")
If you have additional questions about any of this process, please post them here on the Post Marked "2006 Lyric Award Guidelines and Discussion" and someone will answer it for you usually the same day.
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So.. here we go again folks! Good luck to everyone!
Brian
[This message has been edited by Brian Austin Whitney (edited 05-05-2006).]
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#387952 - 04/16/06 12:14 AM
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tumbleman1
Casual Observer
Registered: 04/16/06
Posts: 2
Loc: Davie, FL
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This Lyric is #001
AS IT WAS ENDING
(c) 2005 Brian Franklin
I was hanging around
To see what would happen
With a coin in the slot
And a ticket for the raffle
Didn't see a thing
A lone, lousy witness
To the world as it was ending
Bullet, butterfly, dragonfly landing
In a field near the desert
My head was pounding
I turned my eyes away
I would not be spending
With the world as it was ending
With the world as it was ending
You see a rush to judgement
I see history repeating
You see progress in peril
I see faith is deceiving
You see a modern hero
I see a widow weeping
With the world as it was ending
And I'll play my guitar
'Til her baby is sleeping
With the world as it is ending
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#387953 - 04/16/06 12:37 AM
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ding
Casual Observer
Registered: 04/16/06
Posts: 1
Loc: Ipswich, MA, USA
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This Lyric is #002
Falling In
by Jake Armerding
© 2006 Joekline Music, BMI
In a deep, dark pub in the back of London
I fell in love and I lost my cool
With a beer in hand and the jukebox humming
A little Liverpool, a little Liverpool
We all went out on a Thursday evening
And I just tried to be myself
But the drinks got poured and the talk got flowing
And I was someone else, I was someone else
Hey, could you make up your heart
'Cause I’d like to begin
Love is spreading her arms
And I’m falling in
Her cheeks were red and her hair was crimson
Her eyes would laugh and her mouth would smile
And I washed in her like a river Jordan
For a little while, just a little while
My heart was young with an old demeanor
My heart was grey and my heart was bored
But you never know it until you’ve seen her
What you’re looking for, what you're looking for
Hey, could you make up your heart
'Cause I'd like to begin
Love is spreading her arms
And I'm falling in
She’s the patch of grass underneath my snowfall
In my iron sky she’s a streak of blue
She’s the toes of the trees underneath my sidewalk
And she’s breaking through
Yeah you’re breaking through
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#387954 - 04/16/06 12:41 AM
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Richard G Blum
Top 10 Poster
Registered: 08/04/03
Posts: 10690
Loc: Bronx, NY, United States
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This Lyric is #003
Hundred And Two © 2006 by rittman [Richard Blum]
I turned a hundred and two today
And when I looked around the room
I didn't recognize any of you
No familiar smiles, low cut dresses
All of your prettiness, flair
Gone, gone, into thin air
Arms that said take me now
Legs that never seemed to end
A million colors of which to blend
Anyway I wanted
Anytime I felt the need
Grazing through your meadows
My happiness to feed
I turned a hundred and two today
And when I looked around the room
I didn't recognize any of you
The high school cafeteria
The college dorm
The park on a sunday morn
If I could take a lap around that track again
The reservoir of my youth
Would there be anything that resembled the truth
The after midnight clubs
A mirrored ball
Not one reflection, do I recall
I turned a hundred and two today
And when I looked around the room
I didn't recognize any of you
Braided hair, long flowing curls
Forgotten pieces from another world
So many lost years, so many girls
So much anticipation, trepidation
So important at the time
Yesterdays papers, soiled headlines
An era of lies and fantasies
Panties replaced by girdles
The starting block, fallen hurdles
I turned a hundred and two today
And when I looked around the room
I didn't recognize any of you
No tournaments, championships
Tattered ornaments
Oh what the hell, one last champagne sip
Anyway I wanted
Anytime I felt the need
Grazing through your meadows
My happiness to feed
© 2006 by rittman
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#387955 - 04/16/06 01:17 AM
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Cindy LaRosa
Top 100 Poster
Registered: 01/26/03
Posts: 1824
Loc: Largo, FL USA
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This Lyric is #004
KA-BLAM!
Lyrics by: Cindy LaRosa (aka Cindy Lucas)
Copyright 2005
Verse 1:
Momma's curtain was my cape
Sunday morning, six years old
Daddy was there to help me fly
Like my favorite comic book heroes
And when he held me over his head
I thought that I could touch the sky
He was the strongest man that ever lived
And still is in my eyes
CHORUS:
It was POW! KA-BLAM!
Just like an episode of Batman
And my heart went OOMPH! SHAZAM!
I felt like Captain America, Hulk & Superman
He helped to make me everything I am
And whenever his love lifted me it was
POW! KA-BLAM!
Verse 2:
The years moved on and I grew up
My life forever changed
I found the girl who rocked my world
And wanted her to share my name
And when I asked her for her hand
She said she'd be my wife
That kiss hit me like Mighty Thor's hammer!
The greatest feeling of my life
CHORUS 2:
It was POW! KA-BLAM!
Just like an episode of Batman
And my heart went OOMPH! SHAZAM!
I felt like Captain America, Hulk & Superman
I gave her forever with that golden band
Cause from the moment her love lifted me it was
POW! KA-BLAM!
Verse 3:
Now here we are still so in love
Some years down the road
Life's been good and now we have
A little girl of our own
And when she comes to me with a broken toy
And says, "Daddy I know YOU can fix this"
I know just how my father felt
When she says, "You're the best" and gives me that kiss
CHORUS 3:
POW! KA-BLAM!
Just like an episode of Batman
And my heart goes OOMPH! SHAZAM!
I KNOW I'm Captain America, Hulk & Superman
And I pray she'll always stay my biggest fan
Cause every moment her love lifts me is like
POW! KA-BLAM!
Yeah, every moment their love lifts me
And every moment that they're with me it's like
POW! KA-BLAM!
POW! KA-BLAM!
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#387956 - 04/16/06 05:27 AM
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Doug/Liszt Laughing
Serious Contributor
Registered: 02/02/02
Posts: 981
Loc: Indiana
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This Lyric is #005
Runnin'
By Doug Allison
(C) Copyright 2001 by D.A. All Rights Reserved.
Runnin’ at a touch
Runnin’ in the mall
Runnin’ tossin' and turnin’ long after night fall
Runnin’ when you need vulnerability
Runnin’ when right is responsibility
Ya I’m runnin’
But the road leads back to me
Runnin’ to a lover
Runnin’ to a bar
Or simply doing nothing most insidious by far
Wanna be happy
Connected with life
But sharin' what I'm feelin' - huh ya right...
Like grains of sand
Honesty slips right through our hands
Maybe hopes and dreams confuse the truth
Or maybe pain
For many long years life sticks in our brains
Easier to avoid
Than struggle to let it go
Let it go…
Runnin’, runnin’, runnin’
Runnin’ for my life
No matter what it does
No matter the strife
Should look deep
Could stand and fight
But runnin’ is a seduction, a lie that seems right
[This message has been edited by Kaley Willow (edited 06-07-2006).]
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Boo...my name is Doug
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#387957 - 04/16/06 06:19 AM
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Linda Anthony
Top 100 Poster
Registered: 10/25/03
Posts: 1589
Loc: Maine
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This Lyric is #006
To All Our Dreams
(c)2004, Linda Anthony
Going ocean miles away
filling lives and love today
set a course no storm can sway
our lovers vessel clears Sunrise Bay
We toast to where we're bound
quenching love we two have found
fading shore in our background
as we sail on past Island Sound
You're my captain
sail me to sea
knowing hands
steering me
glide us onward
smooth and free
feels like we're floating
in ecstasy
sunlit water
playful breeze
feeding our sails
to all our dreams
We pray our voyage never ends
joyful spirits our hearts ascend
peaceful lovers, best of friends
senses unvieling, what we pretend
Looking from our bedroom window
laying in bed there just below
ocean beyond, we'll someday go
make love a legend for all to know
You're my captain
sail me to sea
knowing hands
you're steering me
sunlit water
playful breeze
feeding our sails
feeding our sails
feeding our sails
to all our dreams.
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#387958 - 04/16/06 07:32 AM
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CanisLupus
Serious Contributor
Registered: 09/15/04
Posts: 306
Loc: New Port Richey, FL USA
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This Lyric is #007
I waited
©, 1995 Alex Wolfe Parnes/Canis Lupus Productions
Verse 1
I poured out my soul in the palms of your hands, my love was so true
And I contemplated your fingers as I watched it leak through
I drank from what I thought was the well of your passion…so intoxicating
My naiveté aside I swore I felt my passion reciprocated
Chorus 1
But you never did come
I’d wait for the Sun to rise
Verse 2
For the first time in my life I felt things only poets romanticized
I decided right there I would wait for you until the end of all time
I saw everything that exists in the universe in your eyes
Together we both could provide all our needs in our life
I’d chase down the most distant quasar and wrap it up for you
I’d stop time and space at he edge of eternity if you’d only follow me through
Chorus 2
But you never did come
I’d wait for the Sun to rise
I stood out there alone
But you never did show
Bridge
I let go of your hand and I just kept on walking
I didn’t look back I can still hear you talking
I’ll never deny you were my truest love ever
But our dreams just kept on diverging forever
I’d dream those dreams of you and me everyday
Then I’d open my eyes, turn around, and walk away
Chorus 2
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#387959 - 04/16/06 08:43 AM
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Rick Devin
Casual Observer
Registered: 04/19/04
Posts: 2
Loc: Dillon, CO, USA
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This Lyric is #008
MOMMA, I'M A COWBOY
Words & Music By: Rick Devin, Buffalo Peak Publishing Co. © 2000/2006 ASCAP
Riding the range in my backyard;
'Dinner's soon, so don't go far'.
Broom stick horses, toy tin gun;
Bad outlaws on the run.
Cowboy hats, my buddies and me;
Western dreams, riding free.
Look, Momma, I'm a cowboy.
Look, Momma, I'm a cowboy.
Eastern schools, nice young man;
City job, 'Yes you can'.
Tailored suits, nice new car;
'Work real hard, you will go far.
Buy a house or save your money;
Now this cowboy thing, just ain't funny'.
But, Momma, I'm a cowboy.
But, Momma, I'm a cowboy.
I know you want the best for me,
I just wish you could see,
I'm a cowboy.
Western land, canyons of red;
Star filled skies tuck me to bed.
Traveling up these mountain trails;
Where horse and man seldom fail.
Driving cattle, singing a song;
Riding night guard all night long.
Jingling spurs, campfire guitar;
Smell of coffee from afar.
Stetson hats, pickup truck;
Been to town, broke my heart.
Life long friends, children's pride;
For my own brand I ride.
Momma, please don't tan my hide;
guess I've been countrified.
Yeah, Momma, I'm a cowboy.
Yeah, Momma, I'm a cowboy.
Yeah, Momma, I'm a cowboy.
Look, Momma, I'm a cowboy.
[This message has been edited by Kaley Willow (edited 06-07-2006).]
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Cowboy Minstrel
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#387960 - 04/16/06 09:27 AM
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SBarkhimer
Casual Observer
Registered: 08/19/03
Posts: 1
Loc: Boston, MA, USA
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This Lyric is #009
Cowboys & Indian Philosophy
Steven Barkhimer/ c2001, Wandering Bark Music/BMI
Things were getting too complex
The money, the job, the car, the sex
And general ugliness everywhere I looked
So late one night as is my wont
I got two sixpacks right up front
And determined to seek my solace in a book
So I took off my pants and set up camp
Right by my high intensity lamp
Perused the shelves to see if aught appealed
Sat down on the floor with some day-old pita
Cracked open the bhagavad gita
And there stood arjuna looking at the battlefield
He saw his family all arrayed
Against him with their weapons displayed
To be or not to be, it was time to choose
He thought, Time and Fate make me go up
Against everybody who helped me grow up
If I lose I lose, and if I win, I still lose
He thought, I ain’t gonna do this shit
Ain’t no good’s gonna come of it
I’ll be damned if I’m going out to fight
Perhaps the time is out of joint
But frankly I don’t see the point
And I’m not gonna be the one to set it right
So at the risk of being thought afraid
He sat griefstricken in the shade
Of his parasol overcome with pity
Threw down his bow and spear
When Krishna, his loving charioteer
Saw his despair and mocked him with a ditty
He said, what was all that training for
If finally there comes a war
And you succumb to sentimental grieving?
Your foes all watch as you shrink from
Your duty now that the hour’s come
You don’t think of the legacy you’re leaving
And arjuna said, With all respect
I conscientiously object
To killing my friends and family who were kind
I just don’t see much reward
In slaughtering people I adored
Along with my cousin and an uncle who is blind
And Krishna scoffed, This is distraction
That makes you lose the name of action
Your impotent despair makes you a quitter
It should be no surprise that now
You slay the ones who showed you how
Cast off your fear, lift up your eyes, consider:
He who thinks he kills
And he who thinks he is killed
Both of them are mistaken
That which is will never not be
That which is not will never not not be
I am the Lord
Take up my sword
Go forth and do your duty
Well, the text was getting rather dense
But it all seemed to make great sense
And was extremely beautiful to boot
I swear my head began to hum
True, the beers had helped me some
But I sensed a certain calmness taking root
So I closed the book and I killed the light
And I murdered sleep, I stayed up all night
Surrounded by a new-found truth and beauty
Decided to leave my job and wife
Start out on a brand-new life
Take up a sword, go forth and do my duty
So in the morning I pulled up to the light
I really needed to hang a right
There was a car there, I just pulled out in front
The guy started to beep and yelled, Hey wait,
And I said, These are Massachusettes plates
I drive any mother****in way I want
I could see I’d thrown him for a loop
As he climbed red-faced from his coupe
Determined to see just how far I would carry it
He started to swear and spit and kick
Yelled, Get outta the car, you prick
But I refused to dismount my royal chariot
I just smiled, rolled down, said:
He who thinks he kills
And he who thinks he is killed
Both of them are mistaken
Dig it
I said, If you wanna see old age
And not be a victim of road rage
Here’s my advice, I said and I flashed my gun
I said, If you wanna live another minute
There’s your car, just get the **** in it
And I shot him once in the ankle just for fun
Well, the bullet seemed to calm him some
And I figured soon somebody’d come
And he’d been in the hands of a capable officer
So I drove off and in my heart
I knew I’d made a pretty good start
On my new life as warrior and philosopher
[This message has been edited by Kaley Willow (edited 06-07-2006).]
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#387961 - 04/16/06 09:44 AM
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mpal
Casual Observer
Registered: 04/16/06
Posts: 4
Loc: westerly, RI
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This Lyric is #010
CLOSE YOUR EYES july 2005 michael palazzolo
Close to where the barbed wire bares a sharp and steely grin
Sweetgrass whispers softly to the wind
It’s always been much greener, still every now and then
I’d like to jump the fence and wander in
I’ve watched it grow untended, I’ve watched it growing wild
I’ve watched the reaper time and time again
Proudly sweep his rusty blade and lay those grasses down
Past the barbed wire that would keep my wandering in
Close your eyes… listen to the wind
Close your eyes… dream your dream again
Today I heard a story of the sweetgrass and the wind
And a young boy they remember as a friend
The reaper found him playing in the middle of his field
They never saw the young boy there again
It reminded me of how I used to race across a field
To catch a cloud and sail across the sea
And listen to the sweetgrass whisper secrets to the wind
Then pretend the wind would carry them to me
The shadow from the reaper’s blade grows longer every day
The wind is cold, the grass is growing thin
It used to be much taller, still every now and then
I like to jump the fence and wander in
Close your eyes…listen to the wind
Close your eyes…dream your dream again
Close your eyes…listen to the wind
Close your eyes…welcome home, my friend
[This message has been edited by Kaley Willow (edited 06-07-2006).]
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#387962 - 04/16/06 10:34 AM
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jacksmith
Casual Observer
Registered: 04/16/06
Posts: 2
Loc: madrid, spain
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This Lyric is #011
THIS BLUE BEFORE
by Charles Jackson Smith, copyright 2006
Life is hard and then you die
Love is hard and then you cry
That’s the way the story goes
That’s a song the whole world knows
Can’t remember where I heard
Love is such a lonesome word
I never felt
This Blue Before
When you suddenly find that you’ve lost the thread
You be trying it once again from the top
But the woof and the warp of the weave don’t mesh
And whatever the hell you do it always comes out stop
The things that you’ve been trying to forgive and forget
Get all tumbled up and tied in a knot
And the more that you keep workin it the worse it seems to get
Nothing is forgiven and nothing is forgot
Life is hard and then you die
Love is hard and then you cry
That’s the way the story goes
That’s a song the whole world knows
Can’t remember where I heard
Love is such a lonesome word
I never felt
This Blue Before
Alternating victims, you’re the master of the word game
Obsessionist collector hiding a broken heart
To protect your innocence you try to pull a name change
But a look behind the mask is where it’ll have to start
Tears, fears, jeers, cheers,
Puzzling the peace you take a defensive stance
You know you can’t go home again, you roam again alone again
An adolescent dreamer caught in a real romance
Life is hard and then you die
Love is hard and then you cry
That’s the way the story goes
That’s a song the whole world knows
Can’t remember where I heard
Love is such a lonesome word
I never felt
This Blue Before
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#387963 - 04/16/06 11:07 AM
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Michael Thomas Ellis
Serious Contributor
Registered: 07/21/01
Posts: 874
Loc: Bemidji, MN
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This Lyric is #012
Whiskey Wild Bayou Child
©2004 Michael Thomas Ellis
It’s nine oclock, Friday night, down at the Wild Bayou
Everybody looks for her, like always, right on cue
Been that way for months on now, every single week
She walks right in, sits right down, not a word to speak
She takes her whiskey sittin' down, down by the exit sign
Same place that she always sits, same table every time
Two for her, and two for him, but he’s not waitin’ there
She's way too young to drink alone, but life ain’t always fair
Whiskey Wild Bayou child
Raven hair and sad sad eyes
Why do you sit there all alone
In that corner out of sight
Whiskey Wild Bayou child
Where is your man tonight
She lines those double shooters up, sips ‘em til they’re gone
Fidgets with her diamond ring, and sways to each new song
Coming from the jukebox, until the clock strikes ten
Stands up slow, walks on by, and drops a quarter in
Then she moves out to the dance floor and wraps her arms around
Her shoulders as she dances to that same old lonesome sound
A song about a well-loved man who won’t be coming home
And a woman who still waits for him, who never will let go
Whiskey Wild Bayou child
Raven hair and sad sad eyes
Why do you come here all alone
Every Friday night
Whiskey Wild Bayou child
Where is your man tonight
(musical bridge)
Whiskey Wild Bayou child
Raven hair and sad sad eyes
Why do you come here all alone
Every Friday night
Whiskey Wild Bayou child
Where is your man tonight
Whiskey Wild Bayou child
Where is your man
Where is your man
Where is your man tonight
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#387964 - 04/16/06 11:29 AM
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DavidMcAdams
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Registered: 04/16/06
Posts: 3
Loc: Lummi Island, Wash, USA
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This Lyric is #013
BELOW THE WATERLINE Lyrics by David McAdams, c 2006
HURRICANE KATRINA HIT THE COAST
RAINS POURED DOWN AS THE LEVEE BROKE
THE POOR UNABLE TO LEAVE THE SCENE
THEY’RE BELOW THE WATERLINE DOWN IN NEW ORLEANS
UP TO THE ROOF THEY TRIED TO ESCAPE
NO HELP IN SIGHT AND FORCED TO WAIT
STRANDED WITHOUT ANY WATER THAT’S CLEAN
THEYRE BELOW THE WATERLINE DOWN IN NEW ORLEANS
MOST OF THEM HAVE LOST THEIR HOMES
LIKE CATTLE THEY’RE CORRALED INTO THE DOME
LEFT FORGOTTEN LIKE SOME BAD DREAM
THEYRE BELOW THE WATERLINE DOWN IN NEW ORLEANS
DISASTER STRIKES OPPORTUNITY KNOCKS
THE WHITE HOUSE WAS LOOKING FOR SOME PHOTO OPTS
WHILE THE POOR WERE CAUGHT IN BETWEEN
THEY’RE BELOW THE WATER LINE DOWN IN NEW ORLEANS
THIS GOVERNMENT KEEPS ITSELF FAR AWAY
FROM THE VERY PEOPLE IT PLEDGED TO OBEY
MAKING PROMISES THAT WILL NEVER BE SEEN
STILL BELOW THE WATERLINE
DOWN IN NEW ORLEANS
THE PRESIDENT FLEW DOWN THERE
PROMISED TO REBUILD WHEN THE FLOODING CLEARS
BUT NO WATER EVER TOUCHED HIS JEANS
THEY’RE BELOW THE WATER LINE DOWN IN NEW ORLEANS
THE RICH WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND
WHY THE POOR LIVE ON THE LOWEST LANDS
AND CAN’T RISE ABOVE THEIR MEANS
THEYRE BELOW THE WATERLINE DOWN IN NEW ORLEANS
THIS WAS A CHANCE FOR THE GOVERNMENT
TO SHOW THAT THE POOR GET THE SAME TREATMENT
AND POLITICIANS AREN’T JUST BLOWIN STEAM
THEY’RE BELOW THE WATER LINE DOWN IN NEW ORLEANS
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#387965 - 04/16/06 11:43 AM
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ktunes
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Registered: 03/17/03
Posts: 285
Loc: Millersburg, Michigan, USA
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This Lyric is #014
What of the Children of the World?
by Donna Klein Copyright © 1991, 2005
What of the Children of the World?
What of the Children of the World?
She used to gaze upon the clouds,
But now she plays no more.
Afraid of what might come from there;
She's learned the word of "war."
She's spending her childhood in a daze,
Wondering if she'll make it through the maze.
What of the Children of the World?
What of the Children of the World?
What of the Children of the World?
What of the Children of the World?
He used to run out with his friends,
But now he's stuck inside
A small dark room; he's so alone
With no place left to hide.
Will he live to see another day?
Why do we have to live this way?
Tell me, when will this end?
Hear me and the message I now send.
Does it matter who is wrong and who is right
When you are caught between the darkness and the light?
Why are we so far from your mind?
We are the tomorrow of mankind!
How can we give them a future full of dreams yet to be
When all around us death and destruction we see?
What of the Children of the World?
What of the Children of the World?
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#387966 - 04/16/06 01:22 PM
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StevenMcLachlan
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Registered: 04/16/06
Posts: 1
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This Lyric is #015
My Friend Mia
By. Steven McLachlan, Copyright © 2006.
I've got a friend, she comes to see me almost everyday.
She's kinda bad though & makes me play games, I shouldn't play.
She’s in my head now & she likes it there, she’s made herself at home.
She likes to hide, she only comes alive when I’m alone.
Late night trips to porcelain town.
The water’s clear but it soon turns to brown.
Darkened rooms conceal the pain.
I’m cleaning up after her reign.
My friend Mia, she’s taken over me.
My eyes are all hazy & I cannot see.
My friend Mia, she’s not beautiful.
She’ll try so hard but doesn’t get results.
My friend Mia, she’s acid & she’s gross.
She’s got my life within her & I’m heaped upon the floor.
I’ve got feeling, Mia will be leaving me someday.
She’s getting stronger though & she is deeper in my brain.
I’m so consumed now, it isn’t love I feel for her & she’s hurting me.
She likes to hurt me & thinks it’s fun to see me cry.
Late night trips to porcelain town.
The water’s clear but it soon turns to brown.
Darkened rooms conceal the pain.
I’m cleaning up after her reign.
My friend Mia, she’s taken over me.
My eyes are all hazy & I cannot see.
My friend Mia, she’s not beautiful.
She’ll try so hard but doesn’t get results.
My friend Mia, she’s acid & she’s gross.
She’s got my life within her & I’m heaped upon the floor.
I’m looking down & I see no light.
Just a glistening sight, that frightens me.
I’m holding on to her very tight & I feel no love.
Just a tortured soul trying to be free.
Late night trips to porcelain town.
The water’s clear but it soon turns to brown.
Darkened rooms conceal the pain.
I’m cleaning up after her reign.
My friend Mia, she’s taken over me.
My eyes are all hazy & I cannot see.
My friend Mia, she’s not beautiful.
She’ll try so hard but doesn’t get results.
My friend Mia, she’s acid & she’s gross.
She’s got my life within her & I’m heaped upon the floor.
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#387967 - 04/16/06 01:30 PM
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Al Alvarez
Top 100 Poster
Registered: 03/31/02
Posts: 2496
Loc: Tampa Florida
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This Lyric is #016
"A LOVE THAT RUNS SO DEEP”
A Duet....
Al Alvarez Copywrite 2004
(Her)
HE PROMISED TO ME ON HIS BENDED KNEE
WE'LL ALWAYS BE TOGETHER
NO MATTER WHERE LIFE LEADS US
(Him)
SHE PROMISED TO ME ON THAT SPECIAL DAY
I'LL NEVER WANT TO STRAY
HER LOVE I’ll ALWAYS TREASURE
CHORUS:
IT'S A PROMISE THAT WE'LL KEEP
IT'S A LOVE THAT RUNS SO DEEP
A PROMISE THAT WE'LL KEEP
A LOVE THAT RUNS SO DEEP
(Her)
IN RAIN OR SHINE WE'LL TRAVEL WITH GOD'S
SPEED
IN SWEET OR STORMY WEATHER
IN ALL OF LIFES ENDEAVORS
(Him)
I'LL NOTICE HER IN ALL HER SPECIAL WAYS
LOVE GROWS MORE EVERY DAY
GROWS MORE THAN WE CAN MEASURE
IT'S A PROMISE THAT WELL KEEP
ITS A LOVE THAT RUNS SO DEEP
A PROMISE THAT WE'LL KEEP
A LOVE THAT RUNS SO DEEP
LEAD BREAK:
(BOTH)
WE STAND WITHIN THE THRESHOLD OF OUR DREAM
OUR WEDDING VOWS WE SING
A MELODY SO TENDER
EMBARKING ON OUR FAIRY TALE LIFE
WE WALK AS MAN AND WIFE
TO LOVE WE WILL SURRENDER
IT’S A PROMISE THAT WE’LL KEEP
IT’S A LOVE THAT RUNS SO DEEP
A PROMISE THAT WE’LL KEEP
A LOVE THAT RUNS SO DEEP
A LOVE THAT RUNS SO DEEP….A LOVE THAT RUNS SO DEEP.........
FADE
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#387968 - 04/16/06 02:16 PM
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SRWJones
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Registered: 04/16/06
Posts: 1
Loc: Moundsville, WV USA
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This Lyric is #017
Title: Shadows and Light
c.2004 Susan R. Jones
Verse1:
What does the sunset look like from the other side?
Do you stroll streets of gold?
How many stars are lit on starry, summer nights?
Are you free from growing old?
Chorus:
Oh, I miss you.
I think of what we shared and really miss you.
I wish you were here, but I'm reminded
These are shadows, it's you who sees the light.
Verse 2:
So, what's it like to welcome new arrivals home?
Are reunions first rate?
I bet parades up there are something to behold
And everyday's a holiday.
Repeat chorus
Bridge:
I guess it's human nature to believe you're missing out
When something happens here I want to share.
If I really put my mind to it,
I know there's no doubt--
You see it clearer and someday we will share
Verse 3:
A glowing sunset looking from the other side
As we stroll those streets of gold.
We'll name and number every star on starry nights
From a land where none grow old.
Repeat Chorus ['til then I'll miss you...]
Wrap: So, what's the sunset look like from the other side?
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#387969 - 04/16/06 02:18 PM
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Kathy97
Serious Contributor
Registered: 03/14/06
Posts: 202
Loc: Orlando
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This Lyric is #018
"Until We're Together Again"
© 2006 Katherine J. Cochran
(v 1.)
Some believe.....
A star shining brightly in the Heavens
Represents the love of someone they can't see
Others feel.....
The butterfly dancing in their garden
Is a symbol of a Spirit flying free
But when a gentle breeze caresses your hair
Or you see an eagle soaring high in the air
Should you smile and remember me in a prayer
I'll be standing beside you. I will always be there.
(chorus)
There's no need to say goodbye
One day we'll be together
Remember me and smile
I'm in your heart forever
And will feel the love you send
..... Until we're together again
(v 2.)
Close your eyes.....
You'll find me sailing in the Sunset
Riding waves of bluest oceans ever seen
I'm holding hands.....
Of all the others here before me
With my head upheld to hear the Angels sing
I can do all the things I've only dreamed of
And I will be watching over you from above
You don't need to worry about me because
I brought my most treasured possession....(your love)
(chorus)
There's no need to say goodbye
One day we'll be together
Remember me and smile
I'm in your heart forever
And will feel the love you send
..... Until we're together again
(bridge)
It doesn't matter where you are
I can send my love through any shining star
I'm like the butterfly flying free
Ascending through the sky peacefully
(chorus)
There's no need to say goodbye
One day we'll be together
So remember me and smile
Oh I, I'm in your heart forever
And will feel the love you send
..... Until we're together again
One day I'll see you again.
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#387970 - 04/16/06 03:22 PM
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dkolmar
Serious Contributor
Registered: 09/30/02
Posts: 66
Loc: Saco, ME, USA
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This Lyric is #019
HIGH WIRE
(c) 2006, Doug Kolmar
Starin' at the High Wire
In the media circus
the Lion Tamer's gone
They found the people
liked it better
on the days the lion won
Despite the gruesome spectacle
I'm rooted to my seat
The lion tamer is our hero
if posthumously.
Though we never really noticed him
he was a man of men
we'll come back to the circus now
it might happen again.
Starin' at the high wire
In the media Circus
The clowns are in control
Creating a distraction
So the illusion remains whole.
Even as a little child
Clowns gave me the creeps
Their frantic, antic, leering smiles
Haunt me in my sleep
We wonder what the truth is
but do we really care
what matters is what saves your butt
When you're on the air
In the air... am I floating am I falling?
In the air...I let go the trapeze
In the air...I see your hands and hear you calling
In the air...I look down and I freeze
Starin at the high wire
In the media circus
The drumroll has begun
The spotlight searches its next victim
Now I am the one
Despite the quaking of my knees
bravely I ascend
The demon drummer beats the time
to my untimely end.
The lion tamer is my hero
I'm going to meet him soon
If I make it there will it let the air
Out of everyone's balloon?
We wonder what the truth is
but do we really care
We'll settle for an answer
with consequences we can bear
Repeat bridge, end.
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#387971 - 04/16/06 04:17 PM
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adele
Casual Observer
Registered: 04/16/06
Posts: 1
Loc: London, England
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This Lyric is #020
WASTED Lyrics by Adele Wilding, c. 2005 Blue Dawn Music/MCPS
RULES AND PRINCIPLES
RENDERED INVINCIBLE
MISSIONS FOR POLICIES
IN TRUMPED UP IDEOLOGIES
EVERY ORGANISATION WILL
MOULD THE INDIVIDUAL
HOLD EACH ONE ACCOUNTABLE
MAKE EACH ONE EXPENDABLE
THIS IS THE NEW AGE
THE BIRTH OF RED RAGE
CONFORMITY
MONOTONY
WE ARE ALL AGENTS
OF BUREAUCRACY
SAY, WHAT HAVE THEY DONE
TO AUTONOMY?
I FEEL SO...
WASTED (DON'T IT MAKE YA FEEL)
WASTED
WHEN I LOOK UP
WHAT DO I SEE?
IT'S THEM...AGAINST YOU AND ME
AND THE HIGH AND MIGHTY KEEP LOOKING DOWN…
I-WAYS ON COMPUTERS
DIGITAL ON COMMUTERS
IN A RACE FOR BORROWED TIME
LIVING LIFE IN A BRAND NEW PRIME
LENDERS AND CREDITORS
SHARKS AND PREDATORS
HAIL THE NEW PANDEMONIUM
HAIL THE NEW MILLENNIUM
WE ARE THE INNOCENT
PARTICIPANTS
IN OBJECTIVITY
IMPERSONALITY
AND SO WE COMPROMISE
WE JEOPARDISE
AND PLACE OUR MINDS
IN CAPTIVITY
I FEEL SO...
WASTED (DON'T IT MAKE YA FEEL)
WASTED
WHEN I LOOK UP
WHAT DO I SEE?
IT'S THEM...AGAINST YOU AND ME
AND THE HIGH AND MIGHTY KEEP LOOKING DOWN…
REHABILITATE
REJUVENATE
DETOXICATE
IT'S NOT TOO LATE...
I FEEL SO...
WASTED (DON'T IT MAKE YA FEEL)
WASTED
I FEEL SO
WASTED (EVERYBODY FEELS)
WASTED
WHEN I LOOK UP
WHAT DO I SEE?
IT'S THEM...AGAINST YOU AND ME
AND THE HIGH AND MIGHTY KEEP LOOKING DOWN…
AND THE HIGH AND MIGHTY KEEP LOOKING DOWN AND SEE RED...
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#387972 - 04/16/06 04:28 PM
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Denise Vasquez aka Social
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Registered: 09/02/03
Posts: 6
Loc: Los Angeles, CA
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This Lyric is #021
THE PERFECT ONE
by Denise Vasquez 2005
Social Butterfly Music (ASCAP)
Verse I
EIGHT MONTHS AGO YOU CROSSED MY PATH
BUT I GUESS THE TIME JUST WASN'T RIGHT
I REMEMBER YOU 'CAUSE YOU MADE ME LAUGH
SWEET MAN NOW THAT I TASTE YOU HERE
I'M GONNA MAKE YOUR CANDY LAST
Verse II
YOUR SMILING EYES INTOXICATE ME
YOUR GENTLE KISS TICKLES MY SOUL
FATE HELD THE KEY YOU UNLOCKED THE DOOR
TOLD ME I HELP YOU BE THE MAN YOU WANT TO BE
YOU'LL SEE THERE'S MORE THEN YOU SAID
*CHORUS*
YOU'RE EVERYTHING I COULD EVER HOPE FOR
YOU'RE THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME
YEAH YOU'RE EVERYTHING I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR
YOU'RE THE PERFECT ONE PERFECT ONE FOR ME
PERFECT ONE
PERFECT ONE FOR ME
Verse III
YOU'RE CRAZY GLUED INSIDE MY MIND
YOUR VOICE, YOUR WORDS, YOUR TRUTH POSSESS MY SOUL
THE ANSWER IS ENJOY THE RIDE WHILE YOU'RE ON IT
LIFE IS SHORT, LOVE IS LIFE, LIVE IT NOW
BE IN THE MOMENT NOW I SAY
*REPEAT CHORUS*
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#387973 - 04/16/06 04:43 PM
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Steve Prater
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Registered: 12/16/05
Posts: 15
Loc: Chilhowie, VA USA
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This Lyric is #022
THE MAN WITH THE CAN
It's seven o'clock in the morning
He has to go to work like a man
A horn outside is blowing, so he reaches for a can
He has cold one on the way to work
And a cold one on the way home again
It's his working man lifestyle
They call him the man with the can
He's got a cold beer in his belly
And another one in his hand
He can face this big bad world
As long as he's got a can
Saturday morning he starts his John Deere
And he gazes out over the land
But before he mows that grass
He has to pop a top on a can
With a can in his hand
He knows he's a man
With a can in his hand
He'll make his last stand
He has himself a cold one
Then he has him a cold one again
It's his working man lifestyle
They call him the man with the can
The sun has gone down and she's waiting
She's waiting for her loving man
But before he turns that light off
He has to finish off a can
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#387974 - 04/16/06 05:03 PM
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j poet
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Registered: 08/28/02
Posts: 4
Loc: San Francisco CA USA
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This Lyric is #023
THE SOUTHERN CROSS
Copyright j. poet 2005
Someone knocked on the iron door,
In the desperate midnight hour,
In a blood stained uniform,
Holding brown and wilted flowers.
His face was bruised and battered,
His body had grown soft,
He had a limp, his head was bowed,
They’d shaved his goatee off.
His eyes were filled with the visions of
The friends he’d loved and lost,
And all the torments he’d endured,
Beneath the Southern Cross.
Lost in sorrow, lost in pain
Beaten down by sun and rain
Cold and lonely, tempest tossed
Beneath the bloody Southern Cross.
Standing numb on the cold platform
Waiting for the mystery train
Surrounded by the phantoms of
The dead of foreign lands
They’re crying out in agony
For their children and their wives
Who have no food, no love, no beds
No comfort in their lives
They struggled hard for every crumb
Now everything is lost
Abandoned by both God and man,
Beneath the Southern Cross.
Cursing hatred, cursing love,
Kill the eagle, slay the dove
Roads are slick with killing frost.
Beneath that freezing Southern Cross.
Vigilantes prowl the night,
Corporations rule the day,
Tempers flair when money’s short
And then there’s hell to pay
Homeless men with eyes on fire,
Shattering the empty air,
Cursing gods and goddesses
And things that are not there
Afraid of freedom, dreaming of
The coming holocaust
Hopeless on that lost highway
Beneath the Southern Cross.
Pray for love and pray for peace
Pray that one day war will cease
Pray for all the friends we’ve lost
Beneath the heartless Southern Cross.
Pray for love and pray for peace
Pray that one day war will cease
Pray for all the friends we’ve lost
Beneath the burning Southern Cross.
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#387975 - 04/16/06 05:12 PM
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teleguy2
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Registered: 07/10/05
Posts: 3
Loc: CA
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This Lyric is #024
Friday the Thirteenth Before Valentine’s
©2005 New Cool Now Music,
written by Steven Wesley Guiles
verse 1
It’s Friday the thirteenth, baby,
Just before Valentine’s
I’ve been hoping I could find a Hallmark card
Or a bottle of some decent white wine
I’m not exactly sure where we’re gonna end up
I really hope it’s got a panoramic view
With my luck they’ll be playing pretty love songs
Instead of violins they’ll play it on kazoo
verse 2
You’ve always said that you liked me
That you don’t need no billionaire
You said, “Baby don’t change a single thing”
“I like your smile and the way you style your hair”
With that in mind I rushed downtown to Walmart
But then a black cat darted past my car
I didn’t think much of it, I’m not superstitious
But when you see my clothes you’ll think I’ve gone too far
pre-chours
C’mon c’mon baby, I don’t think it’s maybe with you
C’mon c’mon baby, I can’t be unlucky with you
chorus
On Valentine’s Day it will be the same
As any Saturday I’m in love with you
And the Friday before don’t mean too much
On the 13th day I will be with you...just like any day
verse 3
The day before planning, baby
That’s the stuff that kills you
The broken mirrors and the seven years bad luck
Can’t hold a candle to this thing that I screwed up
It’s Friday the thirteenth, baby
Just before Valentine’s
I got my hair cut so I’d look real nice for dinner
But I left Super Cut’s like Frankenstein
pre-chorus
C’mon c’mon baby, I don’t think it’s maybe with you
C’mon c’mon baby, I can’t be unlucky with you
bridge
I know that I’m not in some race
Or playing games like on Melrose Place
I know that you won’t play the part
Of some twisted chick who breaks my heart
final chorus
On Valentine’s Day it will be the same
As any Saturday I’m in love with you
And the Friday before don’t mean too much
On the 13th day I will be with you...just like any day
end verse
It’s Saturday and we made it through the thirteenth
I’m badly dressed and my hair’s a mess
But we’ll be going out laughing all the while
Truth of the matter is you could care less
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#387976 - 04/16/06 05:29 PM
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Alan Hague
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Registered: 02/17/06
Posts: 51
Loc: Providence, RI - USA
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This Lyric is #025
"Lost" by Alan Hague. (c)2006
You took the wind out of my sails like sunset takes the day –
Abruptly end my travels. Suddenly, I’ve lost the way.
Adrift in scarlet, star-lit ocean, going nowhere.
The sun is going down? I feel like I’m already there.
Nothing like the promise empty bottles can’t fill.
I built a sunken ship inside, full-throttle with my will.
I think I’ll put a cork in it to keep the water out,
But the waves will break it and will make my compass point south.
No, I can’t see green, ‘cos I’m too far off from the shore.
My vision doesn’t matter – dark- I don’t want to see more.
I cut and bled from stepping on the shells of past life.
I skipped a stone: the third bounce, turned ‘round, broke my searchlight.
Now, the fog comes rolling in, worse than ever before;
You made this mist delirious with every kiss of yours.
The cloud on which I used to float’s now filled with acid rain.
The worst thing about the ocean’s that the bottom has no drain.
If I should never see you on the darkened waves,
Then I will see it through to never greet the day.
Her eyes the color of the skyline as it meets the sea;
I’d run to the horizon, but I’m tripped up in the weeds.
Grey sand receives the wave’s caress that’s gentle, then it’s fierce.
I’ve seen all this, ‘cos I’ve been here alone a million years.
I staggered, clueless, on the beach, but that was long ago.
I’m wait out in the ocean now, I’ve got no place to go.
That starry night was difficult but never was so hard
As when it dawned upon me that there is no more lifeguard.
The lighthouse glass shattered when seagulls sounded their cries,
While every stone got pounded into pebbles by the tide,
And they got stripped and scraped until they were nothing but sand
That constitutes infinity upon the drying land.
If I should never see you on the darkened waves,
Then I will see it through to never greet the day.
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#387977 - 04/16/06 05:56 PM
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strypes
Casual Observer
Registered: 06/23/01
Posts: 19
Loc: Roanoke, Va., USA
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This Lyric is #026
TIMES ARE TOUGH
copyright 2006 by Bill Payne, Love Dummy Music (ascap)
Intro & chorus:
Sometimes times are tough on me
Times are tough sometimes
Sometimes times are tough on me
Times are tough sometimes
verse 1
I don't have anybody else to blame
can't lay that load on you
it's all about the choices that I made
when I was reckoning what to do
about paying rent, paying bills
about working hard all day
about taking time to smell the bacon
and taking time to play
But I played too much
so times are tough
CHORUS
verse 2
it's been too easy for far too long
it's been a piece o' cake til now
but I've been doing it all so wrong
gotta get caught up somehow
gotta pay that rent, gotta pay those bills
start workin' hard all day
don't have time to smell the bacon
don't have time to play
'cause I played too much
now times are tough
CHORUS
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#387978 - 04/16/06 06:02 PM
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magicsongs
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Registered: 04/16/06
Posts: 1
Loc: staten island
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This Lyric is #027
Sunset Dreams
I walked the sunset strip in a dream
Walked on top of a curved colorful beam
At a refuge for the moving stars
Walking on land from afar
Burning bright like the stars on the wall
Feel the pull, hear the call
(chorus)
Sunset Dreams will get told
Sunset Dreams are precious gold
Sunset Dreams can come true
Sundet Dreams the magic's in you
Yeah I feel so strong
Because I'm where I belong
It feels like home
After a long lonely roam
A rainbow after the storm
Inside we are safe, and warm
Blue clouds, on a sunlit day
Help make this feeling stay
(repeat chorus)
(bridge)
You are more than you believe to be
Find your way, find the key
It will not be long, follow the sign
You're getting strong, this is the time
You're going to be a perfect ten
You got to believe, stand up my friend
I'm gonna put shiny magic on you
But you got to make your dreams come true
(chorus)
Sunset Dreams will get told
Sunset Dreams are like shiny gold
copyright 2005
Owner/writer Michael Carboni
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#387979 - 04/16/06 07:13 PM
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Spiritsong
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Registered: 04/16/06
Posts: 5
Loc: Phoenix, AZ, USA
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This Lyric is #028
TOMORROW'S CHILDREN Copyright Spirit Song Prod 2004
By Janet Allyn
VERSE 1)
Tomorrow's children are very near.
Tomorrow's children are very dear.
Tomorrow's children are just like us…
They want a world to live in filled with love and trust
VERSE 2)
Tomorrow's children are very real…
In every dream we have and how we feel.
Tomorrow's children are just like you…
They want a world to live in filled with peace and truth.
BRIDGE
The answer to our problems is inside our selves -
A place we never go to very much.
The answer to our problems is inside our selves -
'Cause that's a special place that God can touch.
VERSE 3)
Tomorrow's children are on their way -
With each new sunrise of each new day.
Tomorrow's children are just like me.
They want a world that's safe and sound where they can be.
Let's make a world that's safe and sound where they can be.
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#387980 - 04/16/06 07:51 PM
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phyllis chapell
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Registered: 07/30/02
Posts: 2
Loc: Bala-Cynwyd, PA, USA
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This Lyric is #029
Miracles (Phyllis Chapell) 2005
Mesmerizing mystifying marvelosity extreme
Sunlit soaring sanctifying serendipitous scenes.
Everything's a miracle, everything I see
Life's a gift, that we all receive.
Verse 1: Migrating nomads, winged creatures of the air,
Birds, you can fly 1000 miles, how do you know where?
Teach me your secrets, where do they come from,
Do you feel it in your wingtips,
do you hear a distant drum.
Mesmerizing mystifying marveloisty extreme
Sunlit soaring sanctifying serendipitous scenes.
Everything's a miracle, everything I see
Life's a gift, that we all receive.
Verse 2: Some hear a sound, think it's a love song,
Some will think it's a prayer,
Some see the face of God in a cloud,
What do you see there?
Maybe things just happen not for reasons we can say,
It's what we make of things that happen,
that make us what we are today.
Bridge: I need something to believe in, to give me hope and comfort too.
Would be nice if what I believed in
also happened to be true!
(I believe in) Gyrating jubilating joyous jewels of light.
Lilting luminescence luminating all in sight.
Tantalizing twirling teeming
make my heart feel whole,
Winding winsome waving wonders fill my very soul.
Bridge: I need something to believe in,
we all need something for sure,
To give our lives meaning,
that will long long long endure.
Mesmerizing mystifying marvelosity extreme,
Sunlit soaring sanctifying serendipitous scenes.
Everything's a miracle, everything I see
Life's a gift, and that is what I believe!
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#387981 - 04/16/06 08:53 PM
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TAO
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Registered: 04/16/06
Posts: 1
Loc: Boston, MA, USA
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This Lyric is #030
To The Academy
by Tracy O’Connell
Oh I’d really like to thank you for this Grammy in my hand
And I’m speaking strictly for myself, not my ungrateful band
It’s been a rather long road from complete obscurity
So I’d like to put the credit where the credit ought to be
First of all there’s Mom and Dad who hated every minute
Of every song I ever wrote and every lyric in it
They said son, hit the road and get your music out
And share it all with someone else who wants to hear you shout
And the teachers who encouraged me to follow my own muse
And suggested that an education would be of no use
They said I was destined to have a great career
Tellin’ stories, smokin’ smokes, and drinkin’ lots of beer
Tellin’ stories, smokin’ smokes, and drinkin’ lots of beer
And there’s my loyal girlfriend who told me I’d go far
If I could only start the engine to my crappy little car
Yes she’s the one who loved me enough to let me go
I hope she has a TV and can see me on this show
And to the music critics and their scathing print reviews
Who didn’t think that I would be the kind of guy who sues
And of course I’d like to say a humble little word
To the Pope who has declared a miracle’s occurred
And last to my adoring fans who made me number one
And then learned how to download and sank me like the sun ...
I thank you from the bottom of my little heart so true
And I only hope I get the chance to do the same for you
Copyright © Tracy O’Connell 2003. All rights reserved.
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#387982 - 04/16/06 08:55 PM
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MikeOso
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Registered: 04/16/06
Posts: 1
Loc: Atlanta, GA, usa
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This Lyric is #031
AS WE DREAM
As we dream in this sleep
close to secrets we keep
Who knows what is really in there
deep down under all the surface seen
As we dream of the past
things we hoped that would last
We can see time twist and turning
to spin and take away beloved things
So maybe what will be will be
no matter what we do
But somehow that just can't be right
and I don't think it's the whole truth
As we dream and make plans
Try and hold time in our hands
Shifting winds that shape our houses
will blow in ways that nobody knows
As we dream
But isn't that what life's about?
No waving a magic wand
The deepest freedom that we have
is mostly how we respond
As we dream what may come
this deep pain and big fun
It's always only right now we have
to make our reality
c2005 Michael Ososki
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#387983 - 04/16/06 11:05 PM
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hahaworld
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Registered: 04/16/06
Posts: 1
Loc: Knoxville, TN USA
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This Lyric is #032
5am or 7:22
Copyright © 2001 John thomas Oaks, ASCAP, Caliora Music Publishing
When the blue of the twilight faded into dark
And the wind was a murmuring hush,
We were glued to a bench by a pond in the park
And ev’ry little syllable I whispered made you blush.
In the glow of the lamplight, you laughed at my jokes
And your hand held its ground on my arm.
I clung like a vine to each word that you spoke,
And in spite of the thermometer, I never felt so warm.
Time loped along like an amber Appaloosa
As we crept around the corners of the carousel and kissed.
We imagined the calliope was singing Strauss and Sousa
And conveniently forgot about the watch around my wrist.
The clock was out of order at the Central Park Zoo,
So I don’t know if it was 5am or 7:22.
When the snow started falling and I let you wear my coat,
We were swimming in a silent sea of stars.
And though we tread the water gracefully, we couldn’t stay afloat,
So the current came and carried us beyond the moon to Mars.
Time clipped along like a Coney Island coaster
As we walked along the circle down to Seventh Avenue.
We hung around the diner like a Schubert Alley poster
Holding hands and just pretending we had nothing else to do.
The seconds and the hours seemed to fade away from view,
So I don’t know if it was 5am or 7:22.
Funny how we lock
Ev’ry moment to the clock,
Marking time and making deadlines as we hurry through the day.
Funny how the dark
And a trip around the park
Can help you lose all track of time and carry you away.
In the shadows and the silence of a dark and empty street,
In the glimmer of the neon overhead,
I was whispering a sentiment you asked me to repeat.
I reluctantly admitted it was something that I’d read.
Time stepped aside for a solitary second
As I suddenly suspected that the sun was in the sky.
The bells and the whistles of another morning beckoned
As I turned to take your hand and dread to hear you say, “Goodbye.”
It’s funny, when I’m dreaming, how I never miss a cue. . .
The clock went off at 5, and then
I hit the snooze, and woke again
At 7:22.
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#387984 - 04/17/06 07:45 AM
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Linda M
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Registered: 04/23/05
Posts: 2
Loc: Toronto, ON Canada
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This Lyric is #033
Seriously Copyright 2006 Linda Moroziuk
SOCAN/ASCAP
You could spend your whole life doing things
Other people tell you that you should
Or you could break away and find the place
That feels like home to you
(Sometimes you gotta)
Go against the grain
Swim against the stream
Make the rules as you go, no matter how absurd they seem
Chorus
Don't sing unless it's out of key
Don't dance without your two left feet
Try counting to infinity....oh
Spend time on things you can't afford
Try doing nothing when you're bored
'Cause the best things in this life are free
When you take it just a little less seriously
What might be right for your best friend
Won't always be what's right for you
To your heart you must be true
Only it can tell you what to do
(Sometimes you gotta)
Go against the grain
Swim against the stream
Make the rules up as you go, no matter how absurd they seem
Chorus
Some people won't agree
They'll tell you to act seriously
But if you want to be happy, sometimes you gotta do things differently
Chorus
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#387985 - 04/17/06 08:24 AM
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Marvin Adcock
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Registered: 04/19/05
Posts: 146
Loc: Strong City, KS USA
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This Lyric is #034
"I Wish You Didn't Trust Me So Much"
Writers: Marvin Adcock & John Bizzack
©2006
Lord I've got more than I probably deserve
There's folks who'd likely concur
And consider me a sinner, but others would differ
Depends upon who you ask first
Well I'm not a man who prays to be prayin'
I don't mean to speak out of turn
But I'm tryin' to be christian, no harm admittin'
I'm gettin' a little concerned
CHORUS
Lord, I know you don’t hand me things I can’t do
And the faith you place in me should guide me through
But often the problems are more than few
And lately the tough ones seem all you choose
I'm runnin' on empty, and just between us
I wish you didn’t trust me so much
Sometimes under the weight of the load I get weak
And things seem beyond my reach
But I know that's the way you designed it to be
To see if my faith will leap
Sure it makes me a better man I confess
But some days I'm not up to the test
So I hope you're listenin' to all I'm admittin'
And together for one day let's rest
CHORUS (Repeat)
BRIDGE
I know I sow gardens too close to rock
That’s why I’ve got what I have or have not
Who knows what you plan next - but please let me catch my breath
CHORUS (Repeat)
TAG
Lord I know you won’t hand me things I can’t do
But I wish you didn’t trust me so much
Amen
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#387986 - 04/17/06 09:03 AM
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GEStevens
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Registered: 04/17/06
Posts: 3
Loc: Berlin, Germany
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This Lyric is #035
She´s gone for good
copyright 2006 Grant Stevens
You turn the key walk to the kitchen
yesterdays mood hangs in the air
abandoned roses look so lonely
in a vase that´s chipped and worn
and you coulda sworn
that footsteps echoed in the hallway
bringing the heartbreak round once more
the empty driveway is a testament
to wounds that will not heal
the hurting won´t yield
as the lilac picks up speed toward it´s splendour
you´re way out of your depth in winter rain
See feel breathe her every day
breathe feel see her walk away
feel the space where she once stood
cos now she´s gone for good
You´re such a stranger now to gladness
close your eyes and drift away
turn on the radio
and let another bottle greet the dawn
oh you could have sworn
that today would be another day completely
as you repeat the same old lies just like a prayer
See feel breathe her every day
breathe feel see her walk away
feel the space where she once stood
cos now she´s gone for good
Well today could be another day completely
you try to act as if you didn´t care
and yesterday just left the stage so sweetly
while you repeat the same old lies just like a prayer
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#387987 - 04/17/06 09:26 AM
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Beryl Quinton
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Registered: 04/17/06
Posts: 2
Loc: Baton Rouge, LA, United States
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This Lyric is #036
FOLLOWING CHRIST
(c)2004 by Beryl Quinton
1) Church bells chime; you enter for the first time
In your parents' arms, your life begins
Candles lit, water poured
Blessed and anointed, you're bathed in the waters
Prayers and promises recited for you;
Those who love you best are filled with joy
The sacrament of Baptism cleanses your soul
The first step on your journey
YOU'RE... FOLLOWING CHRIST, FOLLOWING CHRIST
GOD'S NEW CREATION, TRANSFORMED BY HIS LOVE FOR YOU
2) As a little child, you grow in wisdom
Knowing that one day you will receive
Your First Communion, bread and wine
Body and blood of our blessed Lord Jesus
Once again the bells ring out to greet you
Joyful is their welcoming refrain
Jesus Christ comes to you
Nourishing body and soul by His presence
YOU'RE... FOLLOWING CHRIST, FOLLOWING CHRIST
TRUSTING IN HIM AS YOUR JOURNEY CONTINUES
Confirmation Day, joyful bells ring out
Fire of the Spirit fills your soul
Now you can renew promises made for you
You are a soldier of Christ
3) Challenges and choices fill your journey:
College, marriage, children, holy life
Bells proclaim joys and pain
A lifetime that's filled with the blessings of Jesus
Chiming bells ring out again to meet you
Relatives and friends are at your side
With fond farewells, they celebrate
The years of your life and your birth into Heaven
YOU'RE... FOLLOWING CHRIST, FOLLOWING CHRIST
TAKING HIS HAND NOW YOU FOLLOW... FOLLOW HIM HOME
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#387988 - 04/17/06 09:29 AM
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FreeWill
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Registered: 05/02/05
Posts: 1
Loc: Baltimore, MD, Baltimore
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This Lyric is #037
A Family Again
(c) 1999 William P. Jenkins
Once we were one big happy family. God loved us all,
But we were broken like pottery dashed in a fall,
Then my Mommy was crying. She says Daddy's lying
And feels that it's all over now.
A friend said, remember your vows,
But Mommy just doesn't see how.
But she's a believer in 'Leave It to Beaver',
i know that she'll celebrate when
We get together and all be a family again.
And my Daddy was doubting the fighting and shouting
Would ever come down to an end.
He says broken hearts never mend.
i asked if we all would be friends.
The toy that he gave me while promising maybe
Will never replace the joy when
We get together and all be a family again.
As i lay in the dark at night, i wonder what did i do wrong.
Did i remember to pray?
i'm lonely, oh so lonely.
Yes we're lonely all so lonely in our hearts,
And it keeps us apart.
Now my Daddy is dating, and Mommy's not waiting.
They each say they have a new pal
And hope that i'll like them somehow.
Things will be all better now.
But while i'm pretending my broken heart's mending
i know that we'll celebrate when
We get together and all be a family again.
Again.
Amen.
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#387989 - 04/17/06 09:55 AM
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John Voorpostel
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Registered: 12/29/00
Posts: 8058
Loc: Toronto Canada
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This Lyric is #038
something special
© 2006 John Voorpostel
angelee's a potter, works designs into her clay
little bits of her go in everything she makes
if you look real close she'll leave you standing there amazed
when you find her heart and soul looking out behind the glaze
she not the kind of pretty or the type to catch your eye
see her on the street and you'll likely pass her by
but find her with her platters, bowls and flagons and designs
you'll see there's something special hidden intricate and fine
angelee puts her heart and soul in clay
while her potter's wheel keeps turning
and her potter's kiln keeps burning
turning out her heart and soul
once a San Francisco dealer passing through this town
looked beyond her vessel very pleased with what he found
she wouldn't marry him but they've lasted through the years
I'm glad she'd have me, glad I stayed, glad because it's here
angelee puts her heart and soul in clay
while her potter's wheel keeps turning
and her potter's kiln keeps burning
turning out her heart and soul
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#387990 - 04/17/06 10:41 AM
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desertskies
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Registered: 03/27/06
Posts: 2
Loc: La Luz, NM, USA
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This Lyric is #039
The Hard Ride
©2003 Vern Batty
Ridin’ hard toward old Mexico headed south for the Rio Grande
Ten hard men ten miles behind me ten quick guns full of lead.
A hot dry wind leads me on to a land full of rock and sand
Sun beating down upon my back, no time to rest my head.
Pony lathered, my thoughts can’t gather, no means to make a stand
As I run from the Devil and the death he would level,
Her words I hear over again:
Hasta la vista, via con Dios, Buena suerte, mi todo Corazón
Ride with the wind, keep your back to the sun
And return to me again.
Use the eyes of the Eagle, ears of the desert Hare, craft of cunning Coyote
Ride with the wind, keep your back to the sun
And return to me one day.
Up from the bosqúe, tracked through the malpais, and blinding gypsum sands
My pony took water from springs in the grassland then we lit out for the border again.
Feeling the breath of that outlaw Diablo burning the back of my neck
We skirted the mountains, due south for El Paso- saw the dust of the riders again.
I am no outlaw and I am no coward but one man can’t stand against ten
So I ride for Juaréz, in my heart I go over
The words my sweet woman said:
Hasta la vista, via con Dios, Buena suerte, mi todo Corazón
Ride with the wind, keep your back to the sun
And return to me again.
Use the eyes of the Eagle, ears of the desert Hare, craft of cunning Coyote
Ride with the wind, keep your back to the sun
And return to me one day.
We climbed from the water of the Mexican border as night tamed Hell’s heat of the day.
Conchita’s Cantina lay a short ride before me so I pushed my mount onward again.
A man can’t stop runnin’ with men gunnin’ for him - desperado he’d be destined to stay.
My woman’s hermanos, four skilled vaqueros, swore to stand with me in the fray.
Now I sit in the corner of this little cantina, watch the faces that ease through the door;
A table before me, no light above it - a brace of pistols below.
Waiting for Fate to deal his hand, ten riders to finally show;
I think of her face, those lovely lips
And the words she last spoke:
Hasta la vista, via con Dios, Buena suerte, mi todo Corazón
Ride with the wind, keep your back to the sun
And return to me again.
Use the eyes of the Eagle, ears of the desert Hare, craft of cunning Coyote
Ride with the wind, keep your back to the sun
And return to me one day.
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#387991 - 04/17/06 10:57 AM
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convalian
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Registered: 04/17/06
Posts: 4
Loc: Fullerton,CA USA
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This Lyric is #040
Thinking ‘Bout What I’ve Done
BY SAM MORRISON
©2005 Convalian Productions
STARING THRU THE RAINDROPS
BEATING DOWN UPON THE GLASS
WONDERING WHEN THE PAIN STOPS
WAITING FOR THIS STORM TO PASS
LIGHTNING FLASHES NEARBY
GIVING GLIMPSES OF THE NIGHT
PRAYING SOON FOR CLEAR SKY
GROWING TIRED OF THE FIGHT
LORD IT DON’T SEEM RIGHT
THINKING BOUT WHAT I’VE DONE
EVERYTHING HAS GONE SO WRONG
WISHING THAT I COULD RUN
I CAN’T GET AWAY, I’M NOT THAT STRONG
THINKING BOUT WHAT I’VE DONE
TREMBLING FROM THE THUNDER
SORTING THRU WHATS LEFT BEHIND
STARTING TO GO UNDER
LOSING WHAT’S LEFT OF MY MIND
LIGHTNING FLASHES NEARBY
SHOWING NEW LINES ON MY FACE
CHOKING BACK THE TEARS I’M
COUNTING STEPS I CAN’T RETRACE
THINKING BOUT WHAT I’VE DONE
EVERYTHING HAS GONE SO WRONG
WISHING THAT I COULD RUN
I CAN’T GET AWAY, I’M NOT THAT STRONG
THINKING BOUT WHAT I’VE DONE
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#387992 - 04/17/06 11:33 AM
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Softkrome
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Registered: 11/09/01
Posts: 417
Loc: Lancaster, NY, U.S.A.
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This Lyric is # 041
Without Love By: Franklin A. Vassallo Copyright (C) 2005
V1.
Without Love there's no sacrifice
Without Love no sage advice
Without Love there's no more shoes and rice.
V2.
There was I a soul all alone.
There was I on my own,
My destiny to be Without Love.
Bridge
Suddenly came a spirit like flame
A thunderbolt from the blue.
I felt love's dart pierce deep in my heart
So I peered inside and found there was you.
V3.
Now I'm sharing a love supreme
Now I'm living a special dream
Never again to be Without Love.
Tag.
Never again to be Without Love.
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#387993 - 04/17/06 12:19 PM
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Joy Boy
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Registered: 06/17/10
Posts: 694
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This Lyric is #042
She Wasn’t Dancing for the Boys
By Richard P. Myers
Copyright 2003
(Verse one)
First she was born, and the wind came to her room.
It gently rocked the cradle, and she smiled.
And later, she and the wind would go dancing in the tall grasses,
she in the cotton dresses of a child.
At night the stars looked like angels
come to read the dreams from her pillow.
So she thought maybe God was the man in the moon,
and he’d seen her dancing down by the willows.
(Chorus)
But when she looks back on it now,
she wasn’t dancing for the boys.
When she looks back on it now,
she wasn’t dancing for the boys.
(Verse two)
Her summer dress was lace and camisole.
Winds caressed the sweat from her face.
And all the stars, they swirled and posed like suitors
wooing her from outer space.
And even the bands would stop playing
to hear her bare feet whisper across the dance floor.
All the boys thought she’d come to make a choice,
and soon he and she would waltz forever more.
(Chorus)
But when she looks back on it now,
she wasn’t dancing for the boys.
When she looks back on it now,
she wasn’t dancing for the boys.
(Bridge)
She wasn't dancing, wasn't dancing.
She wasn't dancing for the boys.
She wasn't dancing, wasn't dancing.
She wasn't dancing for the boys.
(Verse three)
Now the stars will follow her like children.
She smiles through the dark so they don’t feel alone.
And all the stages and the dancefloors and the photos
feel like someone else’s memories in her home.
All the men she love have died.
The sons she raised are mostly gone.
But in the morning she takes her brittle bones and the wind out
for a slow pas de deux across the lawn.
(Chorus)
Cause when she looks back on it now,
she wasn’t dancing for the boys.
When she looks back on it now,
she wasn’t dancing for the boys.
When she looks back on it now, she smiles.
She wasn’t dancing for the boys.
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#387994 - 04/17/06 12:38 PM
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celticpicker
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Registered: 04/17/06
Posts: 7
Loc: Sydney, NS, Canada
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This Lyric is #043
DOG EARRED N' DUSTY (SOCAN)(c)2006
William T. Mills (celticpicker)
A lone gull flies over
An island off the coast
The silver sea lies calm
Upon a world full of hope
Hope for tomorrow
In search of something true
But really what I need’s a friend
More than that there’s you
Another day don’t seem
All that much in view
But at this point in time
It’s not enough time for you
So lets talk awhile
And sing a song or two
We’ll live today, dream all night
And see tomorrow thru
CHORUS:
Will you take time to call me
Or drop a line or two
Will you have the answer
To the question I asked you
Will you talk to me tomorrow
When I’m down and blue
Will you just be my friend
I've been so blind it's true
You know I’ve made some changes
That much is true
But trying to make sense of things
Ain’t nothin’ new
Listen to what I’m sayin’
Open up your eyes
I’m standing right in front of you
Hold me please I cry
It’s no good to see your picture
From the corner of my eye
Dog earred and dusty
It makes me wonder why
You seem to haunt my lonely nights
I don’t know what to say
But livin’ here on my own
I die a little more each day
CHORUS
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#387995 - 04/17/06 12:48 PM
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HD28
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Registered: 04/17/06
Posts: 2
Loc: waxhaw, north carolina
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This Lyric is #044
The Only Thread
(c. Kevin Winchester)
Every day sure looks the same when you share my point of view.
Coffee in the mornings, cocaine afternoons.
Every night when the sun goes down, it finds me in this room alone.
Hoping the bottle will ease my pain.
And wash away these voices that keep calling out your name.
This feeling’s grown as comfortable as a worn out pair of jeans
Like my heart, so faded and torn.
But I can’t bear to part with them, though the seams are all laid bare,
Cause this feeling is the only thread left holding me to you
I could stop my sinful ways, but it would not change a thing.
Cause even when I’m sober, I know I’m still the one to blame.
I spent my time chasing empty dreams and they all turned out the same:
Left me lonely and afraid.
I couldn’t see what I was reaching for was only pushing you away.
It’s sad because it’s so predictable when your life becomes a cliché.
There’s so many things you’d like to revise, but there’s nothing more to say.
Every day sure looks the same when you share my point of view.
Coffee in the morning, cocaine afternoons.
I’ll never find a way to kill this pain no matter how hard I try.
And lord knows, how I’ve tried.
And now my memory is the only thing left keeping me alive.
This feeling’s grown as comfortable as a worn out pair of jeans
Like my heart, so faded and torn.
But I can’t bear to part with them, though the seams are all laid bare,
Cause this feeling is the only thread left holding me to you
This feeling is the only thread left holding me to you
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#387996 - 04/17/06 01:04 PM
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Shandy
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Registered: 12/23/00
Posts: 589
Loc: New York City
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This Lyric is #045
The Invasion Of Chelsea
Shandy Lawson
"It was our darkest hour,"
Is what everyone said
About the day the town of Chelsea
Got turned on its head--
When the whole world gazed,
Bewitched and amazed
At the miracle that laid
At their feet
Widow Johnson's Chevy
(one wheel in the grave)
Took to losing oil
At a most alarming rate
And it left a stain,
A mark on the terrain
That forever changed
Little Chelsea
Upon returning home one day
Widow Johnson saw the stain
In a most familiar shape--
The face of the Virgin Mary
She called out to her neighbors,
And they called out to theirs
And before you could say a Hail Mary
The whole town was there
And it filled the street,
The sound of shuffling feet--
They all came out to see
Her blessed driveway.
The pretty girl from the evening news
And the kid from the Chelsea Press
Took turns asking questions
About which driveway was blessed
And it made front page
It was all the rage...
Folks of every age
Came to Chelsea.
By noon the hotels all were booked
Widow Johnson's whole house shook
They were on the roof to get a look
At the face of the Virgin Mary.
Maps to the scene were sold on every corner
You can take the walking tour for twenty bucks
Replicas for sale are all hand-painted,
And guaranteed to bring you divine luck
("Binoculars for rent-- only five dollars
And guaranteed to provide immaculate perception.")
The excitement reached a fever pitch
'Til someone in the crowd
Said, "The stain looks less like Mary,
And more like Charlie Brown."
And they all went quiet...
Someone said, "You're right."
And they receded into the night
'Til the street was empty.
The sun came up on Chelsea
Widow Johnson surveyed the scene
That oil-stain on the driveway
Would take all day to clean
And she swept the street
Cleaned up the debris
It was back to the old routine
In Chelsea
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#387997 - 04/17/06 01:06 PM
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summeoyo
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Registered: 08/30/02
Posts: 861
Loc: Harrisburg, PA, USA
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This Lyric is #046
SNOWFLAKE
A time of hope, a brand new season
- At least it was for me.
But winter brings its bounty
Of possibility.
A snowflake formed in mid-December.
It surely was unique.
We wondered, 'Could it hang on
-or would it be too weak?'
Snowflake
We wanted you to stay
To ride the wind and play
And brighten up our day.
Within its natural surroundings
Our snowflake was secure.
And with the right conditions
We thought it would endure.
Snowflake
We wanted you to stay
To ride the wind and play
And brighten up our day.
What was conceived in mid-December
Was destined for defeat.
And like the snowflake in the setting sun
It melted in the heat.
Snowflake
We wanted you to stay
To ride the wind and play
And brighten up our day.
Snowflake
We're sad you couldn't stay
And January turned gray
The day you melted ... a-a-a-a-a - way.
(c) 2006 David Burtner
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#387998 - 04/17/06 01:11 PM
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moonerfan1
Casual Observer
Registered: 04/17/06
Posts: 1
Loc: new orleans, la., USA
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This Lyric is #047
I Am You
(Verse 1)
As she told me to look in the mirror
And she told me to look deep into myself
Couldn’t mention a reason why I loved her
But it had me in some state of mental health
(Chorus 1)
I am you
I am you
I am you
I am you
(Verse 2)
What’d she expect me to see there? I can’t tell you
Just insisted that I’d be easier to feel
Then the darkness surrounded that white marble
And cast a spell that no one could escape
(Chorus 2)
I am you (The reflection told me)
I am you (You know it always sold me)
I am you (No one could unfold me)
I am you
(Verse 3)
Yeah the way things ended, was not the intention,
Just confusion of feelings on both hearts
(And) though the shortest distance may solve all problems
We have to find out just where that line starts
(Chorus 1)
I am you…
(Verse 4)
Then she gave me the reasons why she loved me
Returning all that I had lost
(She said) Just remember the free dove in the closet
It’s not always who you’re with, but what it cost
(Chorus 2)
I am you (The reflection told me)…
Chris F. Billiot Copyright 1984
Originally posted by Chris F. Billiot
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#387999 - 04/17/06 01:17 PM
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nedmasey
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Registered: 04/17/06
Posts: 2
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This Lyric is #048
Patrick O’Daugherty
by Ned Massey
Patrick O’daugherty
Grew up in a Boston family
Third generation
From the land of lucky green
When he was a lad
He’d get set down by his dad
Who’d tell him all the stories
Of the land he’d never seen
Of the magic of the Emerald Isle,
Especially in a colleen’s smile
But best of all St. Patrick
Who could drive the snakes away
As the boy grew older
His father’s tales grew colder
Told him of the dark side
Of the history of the land
Of slavery and hunger
How they tried to drag them under
But Cromwell couldn’t break them
The British all be damned
How the battle won’t be done
Til all of Ireland is one
And just like St. Patrick
They could drive the snakes away
Keen for your mother country
That it one day may be whole
Patrick O’Daugherty
Was drafted in 1970
Sent to fight the Comunists
In the land of Vietnam
Mechanics he could understand
Was a pretty brave kid
With a steady hand
So they trained him in the secrets
Of how to make and disarm bombs
But what he saw there broke his heart
And when it came time to depart
He returned to America
A dazed and shattered man
Patrick’s alone in a bar
Out of work, drinking hard
When two men come and sit down
On either side of him
In an Irish brogue they say
They represent the IRA
And know of him as someone
Who can be trusted as a friend
And how they’d like to commission
His talent in demolition
And just like St. Patrick
He could drive the snakes away
Keen for your mother country
I cannot turn my back away
Patrick O’Daugherty
Settled in Belfast city
With a brand new name
And a burning desire
He was high paid and protected
Revered and respected
For he was the man
Who could give the people fire
And for the British troops he did not care
but he made his fellow rebels swear
His handiwork would not be used
On innocent lives
Then one day he heard the news
A carbomb near a Protestant school
At least a dozen passersby
Wounded or dead
He ran and found the rebel commander
Grabbed him and demanded
An explanation but this reply
Was all he got instead
“Are you really so naive
That you could honestly believe
That in Belfast there’s such a thing
As innocent lives”
And Patrick said
Keen for your mother country
and the blood that stains these hands
Patrick O’Daugherty
Sits drinking his whiskey
Remembering all the things
His father had said
Patrick O’Daugherty
Pours another whiskey
Trying hard to drive away
The demons in his head
Because his ears resound with childrens cries
And their mangled bodies fill his eyes
And just like St. Patrick
He must drive these things away
Patrick O’Daugherty
Finishes his whiskey
Picks up a .45
And puts it to his head
Keen for your mother country
How much more blood will be shed
How much more blood will be…
copyright 1996 ned massey
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#388000 - 04/17/06 01:25 PM
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Paul Buchignani
Casual Observer
Registered: 04/16/06
Posts: 3
Loc: Seattle, WA USA
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This Lyric is #049
~DISTANT STAR UTOPIA~
I went to find the locksmith
But they told me there’s no need
Locks are made for people
And here we have no greed
Then I went to find a policeman
But none were to be found
Everywhere I looked
I saw that good was all around
Where do you think you are?
Perhaps on a distant star
I fell asleep so easily
How could I get this far?
And how did I get here?
A dream? A scheme? A joke?
One thing that was clear
It was gone when I awoke
Then I went to find the doctor
But they said you never will
Harmony and balance here
No reason to get ill
So I asked to see their leader
But they said what do you mean?
All of us are equal here
There is no king or queen
Where do you think you are?
Perhaps on a distant star
I fell asleep so easily
How could I get this far?
And how did I get here?
A dream? A scheme? A joke?
One thing that was clear
It was gone when I awoke
©1996 by Paul Buchignani
Email: everafter7@aol.com
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