More Poetry
Some poetry/lyrics written by famous poets and/or musicians
A Dream Within a Dream by Edgar Allen Poe
Anyone who knows me knows that Poe is my all time fave.
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, you deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! Yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep -- While I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all the we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
The Weakness in Me by Joan Armatrading
I'm not the sort of person
Who falls
In and quickly out of love
But to you I gave my affection
Right from the start
I have a lover
Who loves me
How could I break such a heart
Yet still you get my attention
Why do you come here
When you know I've got troubles enough
Why do you call me
When you know I can't answer the phone
Make me lie
When I don't want to
And make someone else
Some kind of unknowing fool
You make me stay
When I should not
Are you so strong
Or is all the weakness in me
Why do you come here
And pretend to be just passing by
But I need to see you
And I need to hold you
Tightly
Feeling guilty
Worried
Waking from tormented sleep
This old love has me bound
But the new love cuts deep
If I choose now
I'll lose out
One of you has to fall
And I need you
And you
Why do you come here
When you know I've got troubles enough
Why do you call me
When you know I can't answer the phone
Make me lie
When I don't want to
And make someone else
Some kind of unknowing fool
You make me stay
When I should not
Are you so strong
Or is all the weakness in me
Why do you come here
And pretend to be just passing by
But I need to see you
And I need to hold you
Tightly
Even Angels Fall by Jessica Riddle
You found hope, you found faith.
Found how fast she could take it away.
Found true love, but lost your heart.
Now you don't know who you are.
She made it easy, made it free.
Made you hurt till you couldn't see.
Sometimes it stops, sometimes it flows.
But baby, that is how love goes.
You will fly and you will crawl.
God knows even angels fall.
No such thing as you've lost it all.
God knows even angels fall.
It's a secret, that no one tells.
One day it's heaven one day it's hell.
And it's no fairy tale, take it from me.
That's the way it's supposed to be.
You will fly and you will crawl.
God knows even angels fall.
No such thing as you've lost it all.
God knows even angels fall.
You laugh, you cry, no one knows why,
But oh, the thrill of it all.
You're on the ride,
You might as well, open your eyes.
You will fly and you will crawl.
God knows even angels fall.
No such thing as you've lost it all.
God knows even angels fall.
Even angels fall.
Even angels fall.
The Ghost Song by Jim Morrison
Awake
Shake dreams from your hair
My pretty child, my sweet one
Choose the day and choose
The sign of your day
The day's divinity
First thing you see
A vast radiant beach
And cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race down
by it's quiet side
And we laugh like
soft, mad children
smug in the woolly
Cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices
Are all around us.
Choose
They croon, the ancient ones
The time has come again
choose they croon
Beneath the moon,
Beside an ancient lake,
Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream
Come with us
Everything is broken up
And dances. . .
Indians scattered on
Dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the yound childs
fragile eggshell mind
We have assembled inside this
Ancient and insane theatre
To propagate our lust for life
And flee the swarming wisdom
Of the streets.
The barns are stormed
The windows kept
And only one of all the rest
To dance and save us
From the divine mockery of words
Music inflames temerament.
Oh great creater of being
Grant us one more hour
To perform our art
To perfect our lives
We need great golden
Copulations.
The true kinds murderers
Are allowed to roam free
A thousand magicians
Arise in the land. . .
Where are the feasts
We were promised?
Your Winter by Sister Hazel
The grey ceiling on the earth
Well it's lasted for a while
Take my thoughts for what they're worth
I've been acting like a child
In your opinion, and what is that?
It's just a different point of view
What else can I do?
I said I'm sorry, yeah I'm sorry.
I said I'm sorry , but what for?
If I hurt you then I hate myself
Don't want to hate myself, don't want to hurt you
Why do you chew your pain?
If you only know how much I love you, love you
Chorus:
I won't be your winter
I won't be anyone's excuse to cry
We can be forgiven
I will be here
The old picture on the shelf
Well it's been there for a while
A frozen image of ourselves
We are acting like a child
Innocent and in a trance
A dance that lasted for a while
You read my eyes just like your diary,
oh remember, please remember
Well, I'm not a beggar, but what's more
If I hurt you, then I hate myself, don't wanna hurt you
Why do you chew your pain?
If you only knew how much I love you
I won't be your winter
I won't be anyone's excuse to cry
We can be forgiven
I will be here
Chorus
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