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Associations| theme/techniques | ¡@songs,¡@ animation, or films |
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| family and close relationships | ¡@"Musical Keys" (Cowboy Junkie) |
| personal identity | ¡@pregnancy "The
Bulge" (animation);¡@¡@
feminist songs: Sinead O'Connor's "Red Football, " &¡@¡@ Alanis Morissete's "Not the Doctor"¡@¡@ ¡@ |
| Art & Nature¡@ | ¡@"Vincent" (Don McLean), "The Kite is a victim" (a poem by Leonard Cohen and animation ) |
| individuals in society | The Wall (Pink Floyd; music video clips) |
| the modern world | ¡@"Slouching Towards Bethlehem" Joni Mitchell; Reproduction of "The Second Coming" with book titles, Modern Times (film clips) |
| rime and rhythm | ¡@ |
| image, symbol, metaphor, personification | "Sounds of Silence" (also identity) |
| free verse | |
| irony¡@ | "Ironic" by Alanis Morissete |
| theme/techniques | ¡@songs,¡@ animation, or films |
| Love | "Neutral Tones" & "And So It Goes"
(Billy Joel)¡@¡@
¡@ |
My mother sang the sweetest melody
althogh she never sang in a musical key.
I'd hear her through the house.
My name called out loud.
My mother sang the sweetest melody.
My mother's hands were always cool and
soft.
And like her eyes they would caress with
every touch.
She would listen to my chatter
as if every word I spoke mattered.
She'd hold me close and whisper in my
ear.
She'd say, "girl you are a part of me
I have made you strong
when you grow up and are on your own
remember to win them with your song".
My father sang in perfect harmony.
And though he never sang in a musical
key
you could hear him when he'd enter the
house
the kiss he'd give my Ma.
My father sang in perfect harmony.
My father's words were always sure and
clear
and like his presence they would rid me
of my fears.
When I crawled up on his knees
I was safe as I could be.
He'd hold me tight and whisper in my ear.
He'd say, "girl you are a part of me
I have made you strong
when you grow up and are on your own
remember to win them with your song".
My mother sang in perfect harmony
although she never sang in a musical key.
From¡@The Wall by Pink Floyd
The Happiest Days of our Lives When we grew up and went to school There were certain teacher who would¡@ Hurt the children anyway they could By pouring their derision Upon anything they did And exposing every weakness However carefully hidden by the kids But in the town it was well known When they got home at night, their fat and¡@ Psychopathic wives would thrash them Within inches of their lives. |
Another Brick on the Wall We don't need no education. We don't need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teachers leave the kids alone. Hey, teacher, leave us kids alone. All in all it's just another brick on the wall. All in all you're just another brick on the ¡@¡@ wall.¡@ |
Empty Spaces What shall we use to fill the empty spaces Where wakes of hunger roam. Shall we sail out across the sea of faces In search for more and more applause? Shall we buy a new guitar? Shall we drive a more powerful car? Shall we work straight through the night? Shall we get to fight? Leave the lights on, drop bombs, Do tours of the East,¡@ Contract disease, Bury bones, break up homes, And send flowers through phone, Take to drink, go to shrinks Give up meat, rarely sleep, Keep people as pets,¡@ Train dogs and race rats, Fill the attic with cash, Bury treasure, store up leisure, But never relax at all? With our backs to the wall. |
Outside the Wall All alone, or in twos The ones who really love you Walk up and down outside the wall Some hand in hand Some gathering together in bands The bleeding hearts and the artists ¡@ make their stand And when they've given you their all Some stagger and fall.¡@¡@ After all it's not easy Banging you against some mad buggers¡@ ¡@ wall |
Slouching
Towards Bethlehem
Music by Joni Mitchell
Click
here for music
| Turning and turning¡@¡@
Within the widening gyre¡@¡@ The falcon can not hear the falconer¡@¡@ Things fall apart¡@¡@ The center cannot hold¡@¡@ And a blood dimmed tide¡@¡@ Is loosed upon the world¡@¡@ Nothing is sacred¡@¡@
Surely some revelation is at hand¡@¡@
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Hoping and Hoping¡@¡@
As if by my weak faith¡@¡@ The spirit of this weak world¡@¡@ Would heal and rise¡@¡@ Vast are the shadows¡@¡@ That straddle and strafe¡@¡@ And struggle in the darkness¡@¡@ Troubling my eyes¡@¡@ Shaped like a lion¡@¡@ It has the head of a man¡@¡@ With a gaze as blank¡@¡@ And pitiless as the sun¡@¡@ And it's moving its slow thighs¡@¡@ Across the desert sands¡@¡@ Through dark indignantReeling falcons¡@¡@ Surely some revelation is at hand¡@¡@
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| Hellow darkness,
my old friend¡@¡@
I've come to talk with you again¡@¡@ Because a vision softly creeping¡@¡@ Left its seeds while I was sleeping¡@¡@ And the vision that was planted in my brain¡@¡@ Still remains¡@¡@ Within the Sound of Silence¡@¡@
And in the naked light I
saw¡@¡@
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People talking
without speaking¡@¡@
People hearing without listening¡@¡@ People writing songs that voices¡@¡@ "Fools" said I, "You do not know¡@¡@ Silence like a cancer grows¡@¡@ Hear my words that I might teach you¡@¡@ Take my arms that I might reach you'¡@¡@ But my words like silent raindrops fell and echoes¡@¡@ In the wells of silence¡@¡@¡@ And the people bowed and
prayed¡@¡@
the prophets are written
on the subway walls¡@¡@
|
Something enormous is bulging in Bridget:
A milkman, a postman, a sugar stick, a
slop,
An old maid, a bad maid, a dull head,
a fidget.
Multple sweet Bridget,
What will she draw?
| I'm not no red football¡@¡@
To be kicked around the garden¡@¡@ ¡@No no¡@¡@ ¡@I'm a red Christmas-tree ball¡@¡@ ¡@and I'm fragile¡@¡@ ¡@I'm not no animal¡@¡@ ¡@Though I am to you¡@¡@ ¡@I'm not no crocodile¡@¡@ ¡@Like the one in Dublin Zoo¡@¡@ ¡@Who lived in a cage the length and¡@¡@ breadth of his body¡@¡@ ¡@With a window which people could look¡@¡@ ¡@through¡@¡@ ¡@And throw coins on his back to taunt him¡@¡@ ¡@'though he couldn't move¡@¡@ ¡@Even if he wanted to |
I'm not no animal
in the zoo¡@¡@
¡@I'm not no whipping boy for you¡@¡@ ¡@You may not treat me like you do¡@¡@ ¡@I'm not no animal in the zoo¡@¡@ ¡@My skin is not a football for you¡@¡@ ¡@My head is not a football for you¡@¡@ ¡@My body's is not a football for you¡@¡@ ¡@My womb is not a football for you¡@¡@ ¡@My heart is not a football for you¡@¡@ ¡@I'm not no animal in the zoo¡@¡@ ¡@This animal will jump up and eat you¡@¡@ ¡@I'm not no animal in the zoo¡@¡@ ¡@I've every intention of¡@¡@ leaping up and getting you¡@ |
I don't want to be the filler if the void
is soley yours
I don't want to be your glass of single
malt whiskey
Hidden in the bottom drawer
I don't want to be the bandage if the
wound is not mine
Lend me some fresh air
I don't want to be adored for what I merely
represent to you
I don't want to be to be your babysitter
You're a bery big boy now
I don't want to be you mother
I didn't carry you in my womb for nine
months
Show me the back door
Chorus:
Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show
up at half past six
Well I already know that you'd find some
way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes alon
gthe bottom
you see it's too much to aks for and I'm
not the docot
I don't want to be the sweeper of the
eggshells that you walk upon
I don't want to be your other hald I believe
that 1 and 1 make 2
I don't want to be you food or the light
from the fridge
on your face at midnight
Hey wat are you hungry for
I don't want to be the glue that holds
your pieces together
I don't want to be you idol
See this pedestal is high and I'm afraid
of heights
I don't want o be lived through
A vicarious occasion
Please open the window
Repeat Chours
I don't want to live on someday when my
motto is last week
I don't want to be responsible for your
fractured heart
and its wounded beat
I don't want to be a substitute for the
smoke you've been inhaling
What do you thank me
What do you thank me for
Repeat Chorus
¡@
An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too
late
Isn't it ironic... don't you think
Chorus:
It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't
take
Who would've thought... it figures
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his
kids good-bye
He waited his whole damn life to take
that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
"Well, isn't this nice." And Isn't this
ironic ... don't you think?
Repeat Chorus
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up
on you
When you think everything's ok and everythings
going right
And life has a funny way of helping you
out when
You think evertyhing's gone wrong and
everthing blows up
In your face
A traffic jam when you're already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It's like 10,000 spoons when all you need
is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams
and then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic... don't you think
A little too ironic.. and yeah I really do think...
Repeat Chorus
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up
on you
And life has a funny way of helping you
out
helping you out
| In every heart there is a room¡@¡@
A sanctuary safe and strong¡@¡@ To heal the wounds from lovers past¡@¡@ Until a new one comes along¡@¡@ I spoke to you in cautious tones¡@¡@ You answered me with no pretense¡@¡@ And still I feel I said too much¡@¡@ My silence is my self defense¡@¡@ And every time I've held a rose¡@¡@ It seems I only felt the thorns¡@¡@ And so it goes, and so it goes¡@¡@ And so will you soon I suppose¡@¡@ But if my silence made you leave¡@¡@ Then that would be my worst mistake¡@¡@ So I will share this room with you¡@¡@ And you can have this heart to break |
And this is why my eyes are
closed¡@¡@
It's just as well for all I've seen¡@¡@ And so it goes, and so it goes¡@¡@ And you're the only one who knows¡@¡@ So I would choose to be with you¡@¡@ That's if the choice were mine to make¡@¡@ But you can make decisions too¡@¡@ And you can have this heart to break¡@¡@ And so it goes, and so it goes¡@¡@ And you're the only one who knows¡@¡@ ¡@ |
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