The goal is to see how many songs you know that have a poetic flair to them. All rules apply, and if you have a song you REALLY like, feel free to share. I'll go first:
Come Sail Away by Styx
I'm sailing away
Set an open course for the Virgin Sea 'Cause I've got to be free Free to face the life that's ahead of me
On board, I'm the captain So climb aboard We'll search for tomorrow on every shore And I'll try, oh Lord, I'll try to carry on
I look to the sea Reflections in the waves spark my memory Some happy, some sad I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had
We lived happily forever So the story goes But somehow we missed out on the pot of gold But we'll try best that we can to carry on
A gathering of Angels appeared above my head They sang to me this song of hope and this is what they said
They said, "Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me lads Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me baby Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me"
I thought that they were Angels, but to my surprise We climbed aboard their starship, we headed for the skies
Singing, come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me lads Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
There's a lady who's sure All that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven
When she gets there she knows If the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a sign on the wall But she wants to be sure 'Cause you know sometimes words have Two meanings
In a tree by the brook There's a songbird who sings Sometimes all of our thoughts are Misgiven
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it makes me wonder
There's a feeling I get When I look to the west And my spirit is crying For leaving
In my thoughts I have seen Rings of smoke through the trees And the voices of those Who stand looking
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it really makes me wonder
And it's whispered that soon If we all call the tune Then the piper will lead us to reason
And a new day will dawn For those who stand long And the forests will Echo with laughter
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, ooh, whoa, oh
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow Don't be alarmed now It's just a spring clean For the May queen
Yes, there are two paths you can go by But in the long run There's still time to change The road you're on
And it makes me wonder
Aw, uh, oh
Your head is humming and it won't go In case you don't know The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow? And did you know Your stairway lies on the whispering wind?
(Solo)
And as we wind on down the road Our shadows taller than our soul There walks a lady we all know Who shines white light and wants to show How everything still turns to gold And if you listen very hard The truth will come to you at last When all are one and one is all To be a rock and not to roll
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Hey Hyena. I do know this one song. It's religious but by God it's catchy.
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps; His day is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on.
I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel; âAs ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall dealâ; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel, Since God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat; Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet; Our God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me: As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free; [originally â¦let us die to make men free] While God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on.
He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave, He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave; So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave, Our God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.
Who you gonna throw in the lake of fire, O God our lord? Who you gonna throw when the flames get higher, O God our lord? The devil and the man with the dark desire, O God our lord. The devil and the man with the dark desire, O God our lord.
O God our lord, o God our lord. Who you gonna throw in the lake of fire, O God our lord, o God our lord.
Will my name be there when the books are opened, O God our lord. Will my name be there when the books are opened, O God our lord. You better know now, dont just be hoping, O God our lord. You better know now, dont just be hoping, O God our lord.
O God our lord, o God our lord. Well my name be there when the books are opened, O God our lord, o God our lord.
Whos outside of the holy city, O God our lord. Tell me, whos left out of the holy city, O God our lord. The liar and the thief and the ones half ready, O God our lord. The liar and the thief and the ones half ready, O God our lord.
O God our lord, o God our lord. Tell me whos left out of the holy city, O God our lord, o God our lord.
My, my, my lord. Im crying out to you master, oh lord, Dont you know I need you, oh lord. Have mercy on a poor sinner like me, oh jesus. Dont you know I need you, oh lord.
We are like windows Stained with colors of the rainbow Set in a darkened room Till the bridegroom comes to shining through
Then the colors fall around our feet Over those we meet Covering all the gray that we see Rainbow colors of assorted hues Come exchange your blues For His love that you see shining through me
We are His daughters and sons We are the colorful ones We are the kids of the King Rejoice in everything
My colors grow so dim When I start to fall away from Him But up comes the strongest wind That He sends to blow me back into his arms again
And then the colors fall around my feet Over those I meet Changing all the gray that I see Rainbow colors of the Risen Son Reflect the One The One who came to set us all free
We are His daughters and sons We are the colorful ones We are the kids of the King Rejoice in everything
We are like windows Stained with colors of the rainbow No longer set in a darkened room Cause the bridegroom wants to shine from you
No longer set in a darkened room Cause the bridegroom wants to shine from you
