John Miles Foley Quotes

I never saw what was coming down.
(What goes around, comes around.)
My heart just shattered in pieces on the ground.
(What goes around, comes around.)
Twist an old cliché
till the words ring true.
What you do to someone,
it can happen to you.
Cause we're all links
in this human chain,
just the cause and effect
of so much passion and pain.

Buildings tower round me like they're waiting for the kill.
For days I haven't eaten and I really do feel ill.
If I cry for help, would you hear my call?
If I stumble now, would you let me fall?
Won't you give me a hand,
try to understand
that I'm a stranger in the city?
Stuck inside these streets it's like a human traffic jam.
People walk right over me, now they don't give a damn.
If I ask for death, would you give me a gun?
If I took your hand, would you turn and run?
Won't you pity me, just try to see
that I'm a stranger in the city?

I was blinded. Yes, I was blinded,
and the tender touch that said so much doesn't need me now.
I was blinded, how I was blinded.
When I think about how far I've got to fall
it won't help that I was blinded by it all.

Misty silence of the early morning.
All around another day is dawning.
Goodbyes ain't easy,
so no-one sees me when I go.
Only time is gonna last forever.
Just remember what we had together.
I must be leavin'
and I can't even let it show.
I am on my way,
Remember Yesterday.

Sitting in your easy chair
looking at the wall,
thinking of the things that might've been.
And as you wish your life away
with dreams of mystic gold,
imagine all the things you could've seen,
imagine all the things you could've seen.
Looking out the window
staring at the rain,
Wonder if the sun will ever shine?
And if you only realised
that life won't pass you by,
the only thing that's passing is your time.
The only thing that's passing is your time.
Oh no!
Oh no! No!

Days may come and days may go.
Funny how the children grow so fast.
Nothing can last.
Always try, and try we will.
Nothing ever standing still for long.
Is it all wrong?
Time: tell me where you've flown.
Wind, where have you blown?
Taking us along,
and changing as you go
everything we know,
like the rivers flow.
What have we to show?
Ready to spread your wings and fly away.

You're on your own, back on the street,
out in the cold you feel the heat.
One way ticket to nowhere at your feet.
Take what you need, a word to the wise:
only the weak need alibis.
Stakes are too high, zero again,
no second chances at the end.
Run, tell me where you're gonna run to?
Run, oh, oh, oh where you gonna run to?
Where you gonna run?

Not for me all the things you must do
I am glad now that I can see through.
They say that I'm crazy, I'm out of my mind,
searching for something I'll never find.
Don't call me a loser,
call me a rebel.
No one said I must run in this race.
Always right, putting me in my place.
I know it's not easy: believe in yourself,
you won't find the answer in somebody else.
Don't call me a loser,
Call me a rebel.
Call me a rebel.

The default designation of poetry has become written poetry. That's why we have to prefix the adjective "oral," because the unmodified noun no longer covers anything but written poetry. That's also why we resort to other unwieldy phrases to pigeonhole events and phenomena that our cultural proclivities have silently eliminated from consideration. Thus a "poetry reading" describes a performance (from a published text, of course) before a well-behaved, often academic audience. Thus "spoken-word poetry"—so redundant from a historical perspective—identifies voiced verbal art, verse that is lifted off the page and into the world of presence and experience.

When you lose someone so young,
how do you start again?
You can't run and hide from the world outside
and you lock yourself in, wonder where to begin:
it multiplies the pain.
When you lose someone so young,
how do you start again?
As time goes by and tears run dry
and hope appears in place of fears
it takes away the pain.

I started working on an old song for Rosie.
My mind was only halfway there.
She came to my house and you know what she told me,
slow dancin' in my easy chair...?
I always knew one thing could lead to another,
it didn't mean a thing, but now that it's over...?
I took a chance. I thought you'd never discover...,
Oh why, I'll never know. Now you say you're letting me go.
I'll never do it again, that's the last time.
Don't shake your head. Say that you believe me?
I'll never do it again. Oh what a fool I am.
Don't walk away, let me tell you something...

It's not over, no, it's not over yet.
Yeah, we'll put all this pain behind us,
recover and start again, come on.
It's not over, no, it's not over yet.
Sweet forgiving rain, wash away my shame,
let the clouds roll by
and reveal a brighter day. Yeah.

Lady of my life,
won't you comfort me tonight,
when the troubles of the world are on my shoulders?
Lady, make it right,
please don't fuss or fight,
I need some peace now I'm a little older.
Lady, lady, lady, lady of my life,
lady, lady, lady, lady of my life,
stay with me tonight.

Highfly, touch the sky,
Whatcha gonna do now the well's dry?
Good time, feeling fine.
Whatcha gonna do now there's no wine?

Just another dead end kid.
Can't believe the things I did.
Lots of pretty ladies by my side.
Take it all for Number One.
Wasted days with no harm done.
Always leave tomorrow open wide.
You took me by surprise, now my empty eyes had to realise
that my life wasn't the way I want to be.
No, I'll never change my mind, couldn't be unkind,
love is hard to find,
and I know by now I should say more,
but I have never been in love before.