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Why Can't That Be Me

Why can't that be me, the daughter
you come home to
Loving me all the time, and saying I miss you
Why can't that be me, the daughter you call everyday
The daughter that you miss so much, that she takes your breath away
Why can't that be me, the daughter that makes you cry
The one that touches your soul, everytime she says goodbye
Why can't that be us, daughter to father
Without you in my life, everyday it gets harder

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Michael

I came over your place today
In a roundabout sort of way
Nothing holding me
Just the company
Gentle giving the afternoon
Don't ever try to be any more
Michael, you've got a lot to answer for
You unlocked some of the doors
To my soul
And i don't see you for awhile
Thinkin of you will make me smile
You never bother me with responsibility
Misbehaving in candlelight
Don't ever try to give any more
Michael, you've got a lot to answer for
You got me wakin up wise to the world
Trust you to get caught up in somebody's war
You'll come out of it all in time, i'm sure
Just remember what friends were put here for
Michael, you've got a lot to answer for
And i know that you're gonna call
If you need me
When you need me
If you need me'

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All That You Have Is Your Soul

Oh my mama told me
cause she say she learned the hard way
Say she wanna spare the children
She say dont give or sell your soul away
cause all that you have is your soul
Dont be tempted by the shiny apple
Dont you eat of a bitter fruit
Hunger only for a taste of justice
Hunger only for a world of truth
cause all that you have is your soul
I was a pretty young girl once
I had dreams I had high hopes
I married a man he stole my heart away
He gave his love but what a high price I paid
And all that you have is your soul
Why was I such a young fool
Thought Id make history
Making babies was the best I could do
Thought Id made something that could be mine forever
Found out the hard way one cant possess another
And all that you have is your soul
I thought thought that I could find a way
To beat the system
To make a deal and have no debts to pay
Id take it all take it all Id run away
Me for myself first class and first rate
But all that you have is your soul
Here I am waiting for a better day
A second chance
A little luck to come my way
A hope to dream a hope that I can sleep again
And wake in the world with a clear conscience and clean hands
cause all that you have is your soul
All that you have
All that you have
All that you have
Is your soul

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Untitled Unfinished (The Flame That Lights Your Soul)

Take a look to the horizon
the moon is rising fast
through silhouettes and shadows
the hills and trees have cast.

Their empty branches rustle;
the autumn wind blows cold
and the stars begin to flicker
like the flame that lights your soul

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You Gave Me Life (with That Look In Your Eyes)

(sylvester / clarke)
Picked up the phone called theres no one at home
You said youd be there for my call
Did I do right by staying home tonight
All I know is Im so alone
You made a date said you wouldnt be late
Thats when my hopes started to rise
I didnt really know ya you said "i wanna show ya"
And I believed that look in your eyes
Well you gotta give me life
You gave me life
You gotta give me life
With that look in your eyes
Chorus
Went out on the street just a chance we might meet
The chance well it came to order
I saw you standing there baby without a care
Giving the same line to a guy on the corner
Dont know your name
Dont know your game
Its such a shame oh yeah
Repeat
Chorus

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The Knots That Bind

I've loved as I will never love again,
A precious lovely gift, my life with you.
Although I know I search for you in vain,
I'll look back to a love that was so true.

If I could only hold your hand once more,
And speak with words that say how much I care,
Then my lonely heart would really start to soar,
And I would find a sweetness, Oh, so rare.

I feel your presence still, you are so near,
And if I cry a tear, then that's okay,
For when with me, you were so very dear,
A piercing pain struck deep, on your leaving day.

Cherished are the thoughts I have within,
No separation can cut the knots that bind,
You were the greatest, how can I begin,
There's no communication. I'm left behind.

Lord, give me courage to face the way ahead,
To raise my face and look towards the sun,
And keep on smiling, thinking not of dread,
But eternal days with you, when my life is done.

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Don't you wish your soul was larger? (Advt.)

You were born with a little pink soul.
That didn’t seem to matter for your first ten years or so.

Then you started to compare it with what
other boys had swinging for them…

and of course, how girls were different,
but managed in their own private way…

then you discovered girls, bigtime. Well, for you, smalltime...
They didn’t mind the modest size of your soul, at first;

then they started giggling together, and
favoured some other guy like crazy

since it got around that he had a huge swinging soul
and knew just how to use it.

Now you’ve got a partner, and she doesn’t say anything
because she knows you’re very sensitive about this

but secretly, she wishes you had a larger soul
and there’s your very handsome neighbour

who advertises by the way he dresses, carries himself
that he’s well-endowed in that department…

watch out; she may feel that she deserves
spiritual satisfaction from that guy

who sure spreads it around, from what
her girlfriends tell her…

Now I’m here to tell you
There’s a cure. Several cures in fact.

There's using weights for it.. that’s
sometimes called hatha-yoga in Indian circles.

There’s the vacuum system – empty
your mind; that’s called jnana-yoga.

There’s the traditional method –
play with it a lot, get the bloodstream on your side…

love it and all it stands for, that's
called bhakti-yoga.

Or there’s patches – like, say,
Church once a week…

A personal soul-massager can be expensive;
depends if you can keep up the urge to work;

But now, there’s tablets – easy, discreet,
available at any bookstore, or by post.

So which method would you prefer?
You surely cant doubt your need by now – for

every boot-up brings reminders on the net
of just how tiny is your wee pink soul (how do they know...?)

Let’s give your soul a friendly name – say, Richard –
Ricky, Dicky, Rick, or Dick…

If you don’t believe this e-mail from a stranger,
ask your partner if she wouldn’t prefer

the deep and stirring, long and oh so frequent,
confident strutting you with your huge swinging soul..

or ask your soulmate: we’ve called him Dick:
wouldn’t he like to be a monster size?

be the talk of the neighbourhood,
get that special glance from all the hottest chicks?

And remember – in a few more years of this spamming,
and what is monster size now, will be standard issue then…

And by the way, we do a special junior version for your kids
but present law doesn’t allow us to advertise this…

(The Junior Patch comes in three styles: skin-colour; disguised
as Band-Aid; or with our bold and trendy logo - best ask Junior first...)

give your kids a bigger start in life
it’s what all parents want…

Try our seven-day introductory course today –
you’ll be amazed, insatiable…and so will she

We’d quote you at this point, the glowing testimonies
from satisfied and greater souls, hymning loud Our praise…

but I guess you know just how they’d read..

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Why Can't You Be Like A Family To Her?

Why can't you be like a family to her?
Is that because she is too demanding to you all?
Do you know that she doesn't have any family?
Why?
Because all her family members are dead

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You Can't Take Me

Party
Party
Party

I've been wasting all my time
And I've been drinkin all that wine
And I've been drinkin all that beer
And I've been sheddin all these tears
I can't go and you can't stay
Your not gonna take me out that way

Because you can't take me
I said you can't take me
No you can't take me anywhere

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From the first moment that I saw you

From the first moment that I saw you,
you are constantly in my thoughts,
while your image lingers with me
as if you stick to my soul like burr-weed,
or like a virus from which I cannot be escape,
are bounded to me spirit to spirit,
leaving a impression in all my body and senses
as if it had been divinely destined to be so.
From the first time that I loved you
I am caught in my humanity
while I know that without you my life is meaningless
and no other woman I even want to be aware of;
without you in my life I am lost
and all of my days are meaningless.

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Your Soul Will Make You Whole

for people like me
at times too blind to see
stumbling through darkness from day to day
trying to find the creator's way
not sure if deliverance can be found in church
in the depths of my soul is where i begin the search
i believe thats where my salvation lives
there i will find the light that only the life source gives
trodding along life's dangerous path
and exposed to evil one's deadly wrath
yes, in my soul that's where my salvation lies
hidden safely behind pain-filled eyes
his servants wear a beautiful disguise
seeking lost souls and plotting their demise
my logical mind will surmise
that to survive there should be compromise
but no, never bargain with your soul
within those walls lies the keys to make you whole...

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You Hide From Them Your Soul

Oh the tangle weaves of life
Make us as human beings
So unworthy in our lives
To others who think
It’s just all a bad dream
We stand upon the edge
Of life’s calculated risks
Wondering can we be
What others can see
All they ever see
Is the shell that hides your soul?
They poke, prod and question
What kind of life you lead
You hide from them your soul
The journeys of life’s mystery
They think they know you best
But in reality all they see
Is a shell of a being?
That holds your soul to be
One that hides the ghost of pain
That is dormant in your heart
One that’s learnt to live and breathe
Behind a painted door
They often knock to see
If you are still here in reality
Little do they know?
Of your secret life of woe
Only once in while
You let them in your life
Then firmly close the door
That hides your secret life

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Why Can't You Stand and Observe This

Quiet!
Why can't you stand and observe this,
Like everyone else?

'I've seen this all before.'

Well perhaps others haven't.
No one wants to hear you tell what's coming.
I haven't seen this myself.

'But dad, you are here every year! '

And what is that suppose to mean?
Some things I've seen and some things I haven't.
I am only here for your benefit!
Didn't you say you wanted to come?

'Yeah, I did.
But I thought we were looking at the same thing.
Together.'

You're always looking ahead for something new.
Why can't you wait until it gets here?

'But it's right there...
I see it coming!
I want to see what's coming.
Something new!
I'm tired of seeing the same thing over and over,
Again and again! '

You will stand here until I'm ready to leave!

'Who's damn parade is this anyway?
Yours or mine! ? '

WHAT did you say to me?

'Quiet!
Why can't you stand and observe this,
Like everyone else?
You're gonna miss something...
If you keep staring at me, daddy! '

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Why Can't You Listen?

Why can't you listen?
Why can't you hear words from Me?
Why can't you sit and just be...
To listen.
Listen.

Why can't you listen?
Why can't you hear words from Me?
Why can't you sit and just be...
To listen.
Listen.

Why do you call Me?
Why do you say you're alone?
You wish for Me to appear.
And yet when I'M near.
Your closed ears wont hear Me!

Why do you pray to Me?
Master I Am of your World.
I'M with you there silently.
But you will not see...
Everything that is Me!

One I Am and only One!
Maker of your Moon, Stars and Sun.
All things on Earth that is there...
Is there if you ask,
But your faith does not last!

Why can't you listen?
Why can't you hear words from Me?
Why can't you sit and just be...
To listen.
Listen.

Why do you call Me?
Why do you say you're alone?
You wish for Me to appear.
And yet when I'M near.
Your closed ears wont hear.
A word.

Why can't you listen?
Why can't you hear words from Me?
Why can't you sit and just be...
To listen to Me.
Listen...
And let Me in!

'Father...
Clear my mind of these obstacles! '

I'M trying!
But you wish it 'your' way.
And not the way MY way is.

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You Said: Why Can't I have My Day

a cherished paper-cutting

for
those who forgot to care
and for you
too late

a cribbed account
in pale bold face
on some crowded backpage
which lapped up the soya stains on the takeaway counter

some faded picture of you
crammed in nubile twists of fronting elegance
in meagre-columned glossy pages

you said: why can't i have my day
why should a destitute Greek prince
lord it over the world
just by tying a knot with his regal cousin

your eyes recognising too late
a world you may never see again
a world you may not be seen in again

all your self-suffocating words
and all those poured in contempt
on you
through you
for you
to feed those who grudged your fleeting glory

Now now that all may be forgotten
now that no bile inhabits this carcass

over some too pulpy a fruit
a taste of you
from freshly-turned earth
bloody juicy earth
our teeth caught
clinging to your bleeding shredded flesh

of cells into cells
of us into our selves

___________________________________ _________________________________________________ ____

T.Wignesan, Paris,1987; from the collection: Poems Omega-Plus: a less than obvious sequence,2005)

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Why Can't You Keep It Celebrated?

What's keeping you from being grateful for your blessings?
And...
What's keeping you from knowing that and to confess?
And...
What's keeping you from trusting God with all your faith?
That faith...
You say you have!
That faith...
You state is strong!
That faith...
That keeps you glad.
That faith...
You say is never wrong.

What's keeping you from being grateful for your blessings?
And...
What's keeping you from knowing that and to confess?
And...
What's keeping you from trusting God with all your faith?
That faith...
You say you have!
That faith...
You state is strong!
That faith...
That keeps you glad.
That faith...
You say is never wrong.

That faith...
Is it faked?
And,
That faith...
Why can't you keep it celebrated?

That faith...
Is it faked?
And,
That faith...
Why can't you keep it celebrated?

What's keeping you from being grateful for your blessings?
And...
What's keeping you from knowing that and to confess?
And...
That faith,
You say you have!
That faith...
You state is strong!
That faith...
That keeps you glad.
That faith...
You say is never wrong.

That faith...
Is it faked?
And,
That faith...
Why can't you keep it celebrated?

That faith...
Is it faked?
And,
That faith...
Why can't you keep it celebrated?

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Why Can't You Drop Them...

You 'believe'...
In concepts deep within you.
And yet your beliefs,
Satisfy you not with comfort?
Or free your steps,
Without regretful movement?

You attract conflicts,
That daily attack!
And yet a protection,
Of hypocrisy...
Has created that!
With a pattern offering no objection?

And you tell me,
The life I live...
Although free of those agonies
You suffer...
Is based on delusions I enforce?
That my 'divorce' from those 'realities'
You embrace with a loyal devotion...
Have been endorsed by a fantasy?
And dysfunctions I've set into motion,
Are disguises of my actual emotions?
And I've focused on pretentions,
Instead of pain that goes ignored?
That I have not honestly explored,
My limitations!

That may well be true!
However...
Which one of us expresses a happiness,
And a grateful attitude for its existence?

I wish not to question your beliefs.
But your faith in application,
Seems to lack a convincing appreciation.
With an uplifted joy to be so blessed!
Willing to confess it...
With each opportunity you get!

Unless that too,
Is absent of any truth...
You desire produced,
Behind your elaborate 'cloaking'!
And I am sure that is your reason,
And purpose...
To have such beliefs?
To keep them out of sight,
As you delight in discreeted loneliness.

Such bliss should be envied and seen.
You should wish them known and shown,
I would suspect.
Don't you?
Isn't that the meaning behind having such beliefs?
To have such feeling shared and released?

If not,
Why can't you dropp them...
Instead of those tears,
That appear very real to me!
Falling periodically from your face!
And not one of your eyes sparkle,
With unhesitating excitement!
Or expose your pleasure,
With traces I can identify as contented joy.

I don't detect your beliefs being present.
Not as frequently as I hear your cries,
About a survival you have chosen...
In a denial you refuse to address.

Perhaps you view that as a criticism,
Instead of an opportunity...
To put a smile on your outlook!
Or maybe that too is too much of a risk?
And you are afraid,
You just may give the wrong impression!

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Why Can't You Love Me?

Lady, why can't you love me
like i were
that Belgian Blue?

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Time And Again/ It Is The Songs That Are The Poems

Time and again
It is Songs that are the Poem-
Songs which surprise
In suggestions and remembrances
Deepest feelings-
Time and again
It is the songs simple words
That lift the soul
To that kind of Joy only Beauty gives.

The songs the music-
With the words or without
They are so often the Poem
The Soul lives in
And would be less without.

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Why Can't I Forget?

Why can't I forget
The nights that we shared
The days that passed by
The light reflecting off your hair

Why can't I forget
Your beautiful smile
Your eyes bluer than the sky
The way my heart beat faster

Why can't I forget
The love that was near
But was lost, swept out to sea
When I close my eyes your always there

Why can't I forget you?

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You colour my life

You colour my life
with new thoughts, with music
with poems that your write

and paint brush strokes, like magical signs
right across my body
and now I miss you
while I remember all the beautiful things

and we are far apart
as if you are lost
and we now live in to different worlds
and still there is a special place
where I find you in my thoughts
and I wonder if you are missing me?

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