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Well, there's a time for feelin' as good as we can. The time is now and there's no stoppin' us. There's a time for livin' as high as we can. Behind us you will only see our dust So we just keep smi
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We've got nothin' to fear but fear itself. Not pain, not failure, not fatal tragedy. Not the faulty units in this mad machinery. Not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry With an iron fist in
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A to b. Different degrees So much style without substance. So much stuff without style. It's hard to recognize the real thing. It comes along once in a while Like a rare and precious metal. Benea
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High on the sacred mountain. Up the seven thousand stairs. In the golden light of autumn. There was magic in the air Clouds surrounded the summit. The wind blew strong and cold. Among the silent
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There is unrest in the forest. There is trouble with the trees. For the Maples want more sunlight. And the Oaks ignore their pleas The trouble with the maples. (And they're quite convinced they're
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A memo to a higher office. Open letter to the powers that be. To a God, a king, a head of state. A captain of industry. To the movers and the shakers. Can't everybody see? It ought to be second n
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Basic elemental. Instinct to survive. Stirs the higher passions. Thrill to be alive Alternating currents. In a tidewater surge. Rational resistance. To an unwise urge. Anything can happen From
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His world is under observation. We monitor his station. Under faces and the places. Where he traces points of view He picks up scraps of conversation. Radio and radiation. From the dancers and ro
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A world of difference. A world so out of touch. Overwhelmed by everything. But wanting more so much Call it blind frustration. Call it blind man's bluff. Call each other names. Your voices rude,
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I see red and it hurts my head. I guess it must be somethin' that I read It's the color of your heartbeat. A rising summer sun, the battle lost or won. The flash to fashion, the pulse to passion Fe
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When the waters rose in the darkness. In the wake of the endless flood. It flowed into our memory. It flowed into our blood When something broke the surface. Just to see the starry dome We still f
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Suddenly, you were gone. From all the lives you left your mark upon I remember, how we talked. And drank into the misty dawn. I hear the voices, we ran by the water. On the wet summer lawn I see t
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I see the middle kingdom between Heaven and Earth. Like the Chinese call the country of their birth. We all figure that our homes, our homes are set above. Other people than the ones, ones we know
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When we lift the covers from our feelings. We expose our insecure spots. Trust is just as rare as devotion. Forgive us our cynical thoughts. If we need too much attention. Not content with being
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Sunlight dances through the leaves. Soft winds stir the sighing trees. Lying in the warm grass. Feel the sun upon your face Eleven songs and endless nights. Sweet wine and soft relaxing lights. T
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When the ebbing tide retreats. Along the rocky shoreline. It leaves a trail of tidal pools. In a short lived galaxy. Each microcosmic planet. A complete society A simple kind of mirror. To refle
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I see red and it hurts my head. I guess it must be somethin' that I read It's the color of your heartbeat. A rising summer sun, the battle lost or won. The flash to fashion, the pulse to passion Fe
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It went right by me. At the time it went over my head. I was looking out the window. I should have looked at your face instead It went right by me. Just another wall. There should have been a mom
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The office door closed early. The hidden bottle came out. The salesman turned to close the blinds. A little slow now, a little stout But he's still heading down those tracks. Any day now for sure.