A Relationship Defined In 5 Lines
From its conception in volcanic chaos
Sprouts magnificent spleandour
A creation as beautifull
As a golden beach carresed by perfect waves
That in time will create its own generations of history
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A Visit To An Asylum
Here I sit in this cold dark place
I see the look of despair on every face
And I wonder why?
Saints bleed and angels cry
Hearts scream aloud from an empty place
Guitar strings whail
Whilst violins sing
Opera equqtes harmony
And rock just stings
Pavarotti, s incomprehension
Means your welcome in the park
Paul Youngs lyracal wonder
Still wanders in the dark
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They Will Cry
You cant see the future
When youve no crystal ball
When you cant see the future
Theres no future at all
They try to stop asking 'who'
Like I try to stop asking 'why'
How can I forgive
When to concede is to die
And I see the future through open eyes
I see the future, through crystal ball lies
I can see who, I dont understand why
And I hope that they weep for the rest of their lives
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My Hopes
Theres so many things in this life
That we can not explain
I hope that on the other side
We will meet again
I hope that by this time
We will understand
I hope that our souls
Will be joined in heart and hand
I hope that god tests our love
When we are on this plain
And that he has the wisdom
To join us once again
I hope that we can open up
And give this love a chance
So we can be together
In heart, in soul and hand
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The Beggars Lament
Spare some change Mr
You know Im down and out
Spare some change
You know I need it
Spare some change Mr
Im down on my luck
Spare some change
Well F**k you ya auld C**t
Spare some change Mrs
Spare me your change
I promise I, ll get steaming drunk
D ya think its my fault
Im down and out
D ya think its his fault
He chats up queers
D ya think its his fault
He drinks all those beers
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An Ode To Those Being Cheated
You know your being cheated
Yet you still carry on
You hope you can sort things out
But your hope is all wrong
In silent agreement
Without finding out
Two faced delight
Your loves down and out
And when its just gone midnight
And its been one of those days
Will it be you who decides
Who goes and who stays
Only blue tears fall from broken hearts
And the sadest songs played tear lovers apart
And though your still being cheated
You still carry on
I hope you sort it out
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One Way Conversation
(HER)
What you laughing for
What do you find funny
It aint the same
If you feel this way honey
(HIM)
Girl! what you talk about?
Done take your pill
Just a bit late
Dont talk stupid girl!
(HER)
You know its something
To feel this way honey
I dont need a doctor
To feel your baby
(HIM)
You rifle my jeans
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Elvis Costello Records
Ive been playing Elvis Costello records
Sitting in the dark I cry
I guess its the way Im feeling
Since you told me your loves died
You never gave no reason
Never said why
I guess its how your feeling
Since you told me your loves died
All I see are smiling faces
Then I hear your name
And its like the whole worlds sinning
Elvis Costello once again
Right now as I listen to ' My Funny Valentine'
You know whats kind of funny
The way sad songs never lie
And I guessthats the reason
I play his records and I cry
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A Poem From The Past
Both Poets and Writers of the past
Had a tendency to come from a privelaged class
Who used their education to write magnificent prose
They used old familly money
To publish to the gentry
In a time
When the common working man
Whos heart was full of rhyme
Held them all inside
A prisoner of his time
Now all his thoughts
Are 6 feet under ground
And for that simple reason, the greatest poets never been found
So for those of education
And snobbery abound
One day your thoughts and words
Will be burried underground
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