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Wrote this looking back on my lil brothers car crash "3ft wooden post" hard Impactful memory, enjoy. + Informações

First single off of "Temple of Thought". Buy the single off of www.poetsofthefall.com today! Lyrics: You had the blue note sapphire eyes, to back up all those gazes To pierce my guard and to take my soul off to faraway places Told me I'll never be alone, cos you're right there We took a gamble with this love, like sailing to the storm With the waves rushing over to take us, we were battling against the tide You were my beacon of salvation, I was your starlight So don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy Cos you're alive cradled in love Don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy Cos you're alive cradled in love I kept the love you gave me alive, and now I carry it with me I know it's just a tear drop from mother earth, but in it I can hear a dolphin sing Telling me I'll never be alone, I know you're right there So with the fire still burning bright, I wanna gaze into your light If I could see my fortune there, you know how flames can hypnotize Do I even dare to speak out your name for fear it sounds like, like a lover So don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy Cos you're alive cradled in love Don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy Cos you're alive Cradled in love. + Informações

Thanks for watching! Rate and comment :) Buy the song on: iTunes: itunes.apple.com Poets of the Fall Digistore: www.poetsofthefall.com Lyrics: You had the blue note sapphire eyes, to back up all those gazes To pierce my guard and to take my soul off to faraway places Told me I'll never be alone, cos you're right there We took a gamble with this love, like sailing to the storm With the waves rushing over to take us, we were battling against the tide You were my beacon of salvation, I was your starlight So don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy Cos you're alive cradled in love Don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy Cos you're alive cradled in love I kept the love you gave me alive, and now I carry it with me I know it's just a tear drop from mother earth, but in it I can hear a dolphin sing Telling me I'll never be alone, I know you're right there So with the fire still burning bright, I wanna gaze into your light If I could see my fortune there, you know how flames can hypnotize Do I even dare to speak out your name for fear it sounds like, like a lover So don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy Cos you're alive cradled in love Don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy Cos you're alive. + Informações

60s legends The Poets, backed by The Thanes, at 13th Note, Glasgow on Friday 6 May 2011.. + Informações

una de las mejores canciones de akil, muy buen tema desde mi punto de vista. + Informações

Keith Urban playing Tonight I Wanna Cry. This Concert was amazing!. + Informações

Unending - bare moment - being unknown to times hourglass of sand nothing a grain of individuality born to die infinity no tears can cry dry as dust in the eye of time shattered dreams her mind drifts bent on being anatomy lent from stars -never seeing blinking blind in night not knowing fright illusions our shattered being born from dust to toil then die dirt till meaning lie in nothing to trust only dirt skirt and hem we hang onto in vain lost to falling rain knowing pain cusp of vanity no inner reality life and death in every breath an illusion of gods care bare ourselves illusory eyes watch over us now and unknown hour of parting. + Informações

08.06.2007 Ko?o Solev Racin, born in Veles (1908-1943), was a highly distinguished Macedonian poet, prose writer, critic, historical thinker, active national figure and the most eminent Macedonian intellectual of the period between the two World Wars. During his early years he worked as a potter. At this time he also joined the Macedonian revolutionary struggle fighting the fascistic occupation of Bulgaria and Nazi-Germany. In his youth, Ratcin wrote Antologia na bolkata (Anthology of the pain) and in 1931 he published an essay on a famous German philosopher, Hegel, in the magazine "Literatura" in Croatia and was named the 'miracle' of Veles. He was only 23 years old at the time. His poetry appeared between the two world wars, while the norms of the Macedonian literary language were being established. One could hear for the first time the extremely difficult situation in Macedonia, the sorrow of its people, but also the hope for better and happier days. His book 'Beli Mugri' (White Dawns), published in Samobor in 1939, immediately attracted the interest of the public and was considered a culmination of the poet's cry for justice as it emerged from the pain and sufferings of the Macedonian people. His poetry is considered a significant contribution towards the struggle of the Macedonian's for their national and cultural development. In May 1943, Ratcin joins to the workers party in the same time when he published his first anthology of the folk songs dedicated to .... + Informações

Macedonian movie from 1952 Director: Trajche Popov Music performed by the Simphony Orchestra of Macedonian Philharmonic Orchestra The film is a kind of a film poem according to the poem of the Macedonian poet Kocho Ratsin (Kosta Solev Racin). Through a film panorama of the people's life in the past, the film expresses his poetical way and style. Koco Solev Ratcin is the most revered poet and is the founder of Macedonia's modern poetry. Born in Veles in 1908 to a poor family, Ratcin was encouraged by his parents to study art and literature His father Apostol was a poor potter who taught Ratcin the pottery trade. In his youth, Ratcin participated in the progressive movement that propagated a Communist ideology. During this period, he wrote Antologia na bolkata (Anthology of the pain). In 1931, he published an essay on a famous German philosopher, Hegel, in the magazine "Literatura" in Croatia and was named the miracle of Veles. He was only 23 years old at the time. His book "Beli Mugri" (White Dawns), immediately attracted the interest of the public and was considered a culmination of the poet's cry for justice as it emerged from the pain and sufferings of the Macedonian people. In May 1943, Ratcin joins to the workers party in the same time when he published his first anthology of the folk songs dedicated to liberation of Macedonia. Kosta Solev Ratcin was killed on June the 13, 1943. Today, important institutions and international manifestations carry his name. The .... + Informações

you all loved Lua so i thought id put another one out there :) enjoy Poison oak, some boyhood bravery When the telephone was a tin can on a string And I fell asleep with you still talking to me You said you weren't afraid to die In polaroids you were dressed in women's clothes Were you made ashamed, why'd you lock them in a drawer? Well, I don't think that I ever loved you more Than when you turned away, when you slammed the door When you stole the car and drove towards Mexico And you wrote bad checks just to fill your arm I was young enough, I still believed in war Well let the poets cry themselves to sleep And all their tearful words will turn back into steam But me, I'm a single cell on the serpent's tongue There's a muddy field where a garden was And I'm glad you got away but I'm still stuck out here My clothes are soaking wet from your brother's tears And I never thought this life was possible You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for The end of paralysis, I was a statuette Now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench And when I press the keys it all gets reversed The sound of loneliness makes me happier. + Informações

Poison oak, some boyhood bravery When a telephone was a tin can on a string And I fell asleep with you still talking to me You said you weren't afraid to die In polaroids you were dressed in women's clothes Were you made ashamed, why'd you lock them in a drawer? I don't think that I ever loved you more Then when you turned away When you slammed the door When you stole the car And drove towards Mexico And you wrote bad checks Just to fill your arm I was young enough, I still believed in war Well, let the poets cry themselves to sleep And all their tearful words will turn back into steam But me I'm a single cell On a serpents tongue There's a muddy field where a garden was And I'm glad you got away But I'm still stuck out here My clothes are soaking wet From your brother's tears And I never thought this life was possible You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for The end of paralysis I was a statuette Now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench And when I press the keys It all gets reversed The sound of loneliness makes me happier ---- This song is rightfully owned by it's performer and I do not claim any personal profit from this. The video purpose is for pure public entertainment. :). + Informações

This is a Spiritual Play which Was Written and arranged By Rev. Timothy Flemming Jr. The Co-Pastor Of Mount Carmel Baptist Church Where The Rev. Timothy Flemming Sr. Is The Senior Pastor. This Play Is A Part Of Rev. Flemming Sr's Recital The Soul Of The Spirituals Which He Preformed At The Rialto Theater In Downtown Atlanta Georgia In Honor Of Black History Month. Rev. Timothy Jr. Is A Gifted Poet who Has Won Several Awards From The Famous Poets Society In America. The Audience Was Spell Bound by The Great Performance Of This Play With Pastor Flimming Sr. Singing At The End "Lord How Come Me Here And Steal Away.. + Informações

Poets of the Fall - Cradled in Love -------------------------------------------- You had the blue note sapphire eyes, to back up all those gazes To pierce my guard and to take my soul off to faraway places Told me I'll never be alone, cos you're right there We took a gamble with this love, like sailing to the storm With the waves rushing over to take us, we were battling against the tide You were my beacon of salvation, I was your starlight So don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy Cos you're alive cradled in love Don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy Cos you're alive cradled in love I kept the love you gave me alive, and now I carry it with me I know it's just a tear drop from mother earth, but in it I can hear a dolphin sing Telling me I'll never be alone, I know you're right there So with the fire still burning bright, I wanna gaze into your light If I could see my fortune there, you know how flames can hypnotize Do I even dare to speak out your name for fear it sounds like, like a lover So don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy Cos you're alive cradled in love Don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy Cos you're alive Cradled in love. + Informações

The song is called "Locking Up the Sun" by Poets of the Fall, from their 2006 album - Carnival of Rust. I put this together during winter break 2006/7. More weight is carried if you've seen these movies, know these heroes, what they stand for, and the context of certain scenes I've chosen to include. Footage Taken From: Superman (1978) Unbreakable (2000) Spider-Man (2002) The Matrix Reloaded (2003) The Matrix Revolutions (2003) Hellboy (2004) Farenheit 9/11 (2004) Spider-Man 2 (2004) Gunner's Palace (2004) Batman Begins (2005) V for Vendetta (2006) An Inconvenient Truth (2006) Superman Returns (2006) Invisible Children (2006) and from free stock footage samples I found online.. + Informações

Poets of the Fall - Save Me One of my favorite songs from their new album "Revolution Roulette" Cinematic compliments of Devil May Cry 4. Great game and great band!. + Informações

Sak Pasé From its monumental revolution and establishment as the first free Black nation in the Western Hemisphere, to its current crisis, Sak Pasé is a cry for liberty and freedom for a nation that has contributed so much to the world; Haiti. The song is played in Cuban Cha Cha Cha with a touch of Hip Hop, with usage of Haitian Creole. Some terms used are Sak Pasé, Nap Bulé, Liberté a Ayiti translated to What's up/Burning or I'm hot/Emancipate Haiti, respectively. Also mentioned is Bwa Kayman, the spiritual site in Haiti where Vodou Priest, Boukman held the ceremony that started the revolution in the 1790's, which is still inspiring ideas of freedom and revolution in the minds of millions around the world. www.welfarepoets.com. + Informações

Some of you don't know this band, but I love this song!!! It is so positive! I never thought that it is posible to make something so beautiful just using simple pictures. I got new program for making video, so now it will be more effekts, vore music more everything!!! I hope you will like it. DISCLAIMER:I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE PICTURES OR MUSIC USED FOR MY VIDEO, ALL MATERIAL IS COPYRIGHTED TO THEIR ORIGINAL OWNERS. VIDEOS ARE MADE FOR FUN, NEVER FOR PROFIT!. + Informações

lolol frickin emo www.reverbnation.com/jogo www.myspace.com/jogue lyrics: poison oak, some boyhood bravery when the telephone was a tin can on a string well, i fell asleep with you still talking to me you said you weren't afraid to die in polaroids, you were dressed in women's clothes were you made ashamed? why'd you lock them in the drawer? well, i don't think that i ever loved you more than when you turned away when you slammed the door when you stole the car and drove to mexico and you wrote bad checks just to fill your arm i was young enough i still believed in war and let the poets cry themselves to sleep and all their tearful words will turn back into steam but me, i'm a single cell on a serpent's tongue there's a muddy field where a garden was and i'm glad you got away but i'm still stuck out here my clothes are soaking wet from your brother's tears well, i never thought this life was possible you're the yellow bird that i've been waiting for the end of paralysis i was a statuette now i'm drunk as hell on a piano bench and when i press the keys it all gets reversed the sound of loneliness makes me happier. + Informações

From a series of concerts entitled, "The Poet" which was featured during our last concert cycle of the 2009-2010 season. The idea was to concoct a program of music that had been written during, and pieces lamenting the devastating Second World War, with a set of Jazz standards from the period as the center piece & sandwiched with 2 of Paul Sacher commissioned masterpieces of the era: opening with Arthur Honegger's 2nd Symphony for Strings and Trumpet & concluding the program with Richard Strauss's Metamorphosen for 23 solo strings. Trumpeter, John Russell joins AFC on this last movement of Honegger's War Symphony, and reflecting back, the composer himself wrote of the piece: "For over a year I gathered together a few vague ideas; none of them satisfied me. Eventually during the sad days of the Occupation, I threw myself into the quartets of Beethoven and the influence of these magnificent pieces stimulated & enabled me to start work." Recorded live for A Far Cry by Simon C. Yue on April 2nd, 2010 inside New England Conservatory's acoustically plush, Jordan Hall.. + Informações

Sheikh Saud Al Shuraim and Al Sudais reciting Surat Ash Shuara (The Poets). Translation and subtitles in English.. + Informações

WOAH! 30000 + views! Here's the HQ version: www.youtube.com Track 1 of fall out boy infinity on high I TAKE NO CREDIT!. I'M JUST PLAYING THE SONG! ALL THE CREDIT GOES TO ISLAND RECORDS AND FALL OUT BOY! LYRICS: Last summer we took threes across the board But by fall we were a cover story "now in stores" Make us poster boys for your scene But we are not making an acceptance speech I found the safest place to keep all our old mistakes Every dot com's refreshing for a journal update So long live the car crash hearts Cry on the couch all the poets come to life Fix me in 45 So long live the car crash hearts Cry on the couch all the poets come to life Fix me in 45 I can take your problems away with a nod and a wave Of my hand, 'cause that's just the kind of boy that I am The only thing I haven't done yet is die And it's me and my plus one at the afterlife Crowds are won and lost and won again But our hearts beat for the diehards So long live the car crash hearts Cry on the couch all the poets come to life Fix me in 45 So long live the car crash hearts Cry on the couch all the poets come to life Fix me in 45 Long live the car crash hearts (Long live the car crash hearts) Long live the car crash hearts (Long live the car crash hearts) Long live the car crash hearts Cry on the couch all the poets come to life Fix me in 45 Hehe... Woo!. + Informações

Smalltown Poets is a Christian rock band formed in 1996. It was formed in Tifton, Georgia Love So Divine In the shadow of my days When comfort is so far away And hope is on the cross I lift mine eyes and wholly gaze Upon the saviors perfect face What mercy love hath brought My every hope and fear Is resting here With thee Chasing through a selfish maze Of reckless and uncertain days Our God pursues each heart And tests even the purest thought For hope not built upon his rock What grace his love imparts My every hope and fear Is captured here Take what is mine I couldnt change the smallest part of me Make me wholly thine Love so divine Saves every part of me All of me My one hope in thee remains Thy spirit everyday sustains Oh, risen lamb of God I lift my voice to sing thy praise With all the saints redeemed by grace What mercy love hath bought My every hope and fear Is gathered here Take what is mine I couldnt change the smallest part of me Make me wholly thine Love so divine Saves every part of me Save me When at the final trumpet cry Im caught up to my Saviors side What joy our hearts shall find And on that day of glory I Will recognize my hearts desire My God, how great thou art My every hope and fear is raptured here Take what is mine I couldnt change the smallest part of me Make me wholly thine Love so divine Saves every part of me Saves all of me I lift my voice to sing thy praise With all thy saints redeemed by grace With all my heart with all my mind With .... + Informações

Poison oak, some boyhood bravery When the telephone was a tin can on a string And I fell asleep with you still talking to me You said you weren't afraid to die In Polaroids you were dressed in women's clothes Were you made ashamed? Why did you lock them in the drawer? And I don't think that I ever loved you more Than when you turned away When you slammed the door When you stole the car and drove towards Mexico And you wrote bad checks just to fill your arm I was young enough, I still believed in war Let the poets cry themselves to sleep And all their tearful words could turn back into steam But me, I'm a single cell on a serpent's tongue And there's a muddy field where a garden was And I'm glad you got away, but I'm still stuck out hear My clothes are soaking wet from your brother's tears And I never thought this life was possible You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for The end of paralysis, I was a statuette Now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench And when I press the keys, it all gets reversed The sound of loneliness makes me happier. + Informações

Thuis is just the song but heres the lyrics:(Yeah, what you critics said would never happen. We dedicate this album to anybody, people said couldn't make it. To the fans that held us down till everybody came around. Welcome. Its here.) Last, summer we took threes across the board But by fall we were a cover story "Now in stores" Make us poster boys for your scene But we are not making an acceptance speech I have found the safest place to keep all our old mistakes Every dot com's refreshing for a journal update So long live the car-crash hearts Cry on the couch all the poets come to life Fix me in forty five So long live the car-crash hearts Cry on the couch all the poets come to life Fix me and fortify I can take your problems away With a nod and a wave [Thriller lyrics on www.metrolyrics.com] of my hand cause that's just the kind of boy That I am The only thing I haven't done yet is die And its me and my plus one at the afterlife Crowds are won and lost and won again But our hearts beat For the die hards So long live the car-crash hearts Cry on the couch all the poets come to life Fix me in forty five So long live the car-crash hearts Cry on the couch all the poets come to life Fix me in forty five Long live the car-crash hearts Long live the car-crash hearts Long live the car-crash hearts Cry on the couch all the poets come to life Fix me in forty five i owen no Rights. + Informações