Friends | empressbis: Happy Holidays to all! Love and Cheer! 3 months ago • Report 0 empressbis: Requiescat by Oscar Wilde 1854 – 1900 Tread lightly, she is near Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daisies grow. All her bright golden hair Tarnished with rust, She that was young and fair Fallen to dust. Lily-like, white as snow, She hardly knew She was a woman, so Sweetly she grew. Coffin-board, heavy stone, Lie on her breast, I vex my heart alone She is at rest. Peace, Peace, she cannot hear Lyre or sonnet, All my life’s buried here, Heap earth upon it. empressbis: LORD IT'S A FEELING London Grammar Imagine if I'd have had a baby I saw the way you made her feel Like she should be somebody else I saw the way she tried to hold you When your heart was just a shell I saw the words she wrote that broke my heart It was a living hell I saw the way you laughed behind her back When you fucked somebody else I saw the way you made her feel Like she should be somebody else I know you think the stars align for you And not for her as well I understand, I can admit That I have felt those things mysеlf I saw the way you laughed behind her back When you fucked somebody else Lord, it's a feeling It comes to find you Lord, it's a feeling That I felt If it's convenient for you You want her love, she'll give you more That's when your words are so convincing Say you'll try until she's sure That you will change I can admit that I have been right here before But on that morning when you're proud You said I fucked somebody of course empressbis: You Say I keep fighting voices in my mind that say I'm not enough Every single lie that tells me I will never measure up Am I more than just the sum of every high and every low Remind me once again just who I am because I need to know Ooh-oh You say I am loved when I can't feel a thing You say I am strong when I think I am weak And you say I am held when I am falling short And when I don't belong, oh You say I am Yours And I believe (I) Oh, I believe (I) What You say of me (I) I believe The only thing that matters now is everything You think of me In You I find my worth, in You I find my identity Ooh-oh empressbis: Everybody Knows Leonard Cohen Everybody knows that the dice are loaded Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed Everybody knows the war is over Everybody knows the good guys lost Everybody knows the fight was fixed The poor stay poor, the rich get rich That's how it goes Everybody knows Everybody knows that the boat is leaking Everybody knows that the captain lied Everybody got this broken feeling Like their father or their dog just died Everybody talking to their pockets Everybody wants a box of chocolates And a long-stem rose Everybody knows Everybody knows that you love me baby Everybody knows that you really do Everybody knows that you've been faithful Oh, give or take a night or two Everybody knows you've been discreet But there were so many people you just had to meet Without your clothes Everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes Everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes Everybody knows And everybody knows that it's now or never Everybody knows that it's me or you And everybody knows that you live forever When you've done a line or two Everybody knows the deal is rotten Old Black Joe's still picking cotton For your ribbons and bows And everybody knows And everybody knows that the Plague is coming Everybody knows that it's moving fast Everybody knows that the naked man and woman Are just a shining artifact of the past Everybody knows the scene is dead But there's gonna be a meter on your bed That will disclose What everybody knows And everybody knows that you're in trouble Everybody knows what you've been through From the bloody cross on top of Calvary To the beach of Malibu Everybody knows it's coming apart Take one last look at this Sacred Heart Before it blows Everybody knows Wellreared: What's your name little boy? My name is lemmi Lemmi what little boy? Lemmi kiss you What's you name little girl? My name is Ida Ida what little girl? Ida wanna empressbis: The House By The Side Of The Road Sam Walter Foss There are hermit souls that live withdrawn In the place of their self-content; There are souls like stars, that dwell apart, In a fellowless firmament; There are pioneer souls that blaze the paths Where highways never ran- But let me live by the side of the road And be a friend to man. Let me live in a house by the side of the road Where the race of men go by- The men who are good and the men who are bad, As good and as bad as I. I would not sit in the scorner's seat Nor hurl the cynic's ban- Let me live in a house by the side of the road And be a friend to man. I see from my house by the side of the road By the side of the highway of life, The men who press with the ardor of hope, The men who are faint with the strife, But I turn not away from their smiles and tears, Both parts of an infinite plan- Let me live in a house by the side of the road And be a friend to man. I know there are brook-gladdened meadows ahead, And mountains of wearisome height; That the road passes on through the long afternoon And stretches away to the night. And still I rejoice when the travelers rejoice And weep with the strangers that moan, Nor live in my house by the side of the road Like a man who dwells alone. Let me live in my house by the side of the road, Where the race of men go by- They are good, they are bad, they are weak, they are strong, Wise, foolish - so am I. Then why should I sit in the scorner's seat, Or hurl the cynic's ban? Let me live in my house by the side of the road And be a friend to man. empressbis: Bryan Ferry & Todd Terje - Johnny & Mary [Official Video] Johnny & Mary Song by Robert Palmer Johnny's always running around Trying to find certainty He needs all the world to confirm That he ain't lonely Mary counts the walls Knows he tires easily Johnny thinks the world would be right If it could buy the truth from him Mary says he changes his mind More than a woman But she made her bed Even when the chance was slim Johnny says he's willing to learn When he decides he's a fool Johnny says he'll live anywhere When he earns time to Mary combs her hair Says she should be used to it Mary always hedges her bets She never knows what to think She says that he still acts like he's being discovered Scared that he'll be caught without a second thought Running around Johnny feels he's wasting his breath Trying to talk sense to her Mary says he's lacking a real sense of proportion So she combs her hair Knows he tires easily Johnny's always running around Trying to find certainty He needs all the world to confirm That he ain't lonely Mary counts the walls Says she should be used to it Johnny's always running around Running around empressbis: Robert Browning: "Summum Bonum" All the breath and the bloom of the year in the bag of one bee: All the wonder and wealth of the mine in the heart of one gem: In the core of one pearl all the shade and the shine of the sea: Breath and bloom, shade and shine,-- wonder, wealth, and -- how far above them -- Truth, that's brighter than gem, Trust, that's purer than pearl, -- Brightest truth, purest trust in the universe -- all were for me In the kiss of one girl. |