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2 The Road Not Taken Robert Frost TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.

3 Tree at my Window by Robert Frost Tree at my window, window tree, My sash is lowered when night comes on; But let there never be curtain drawn Between you and me. Vague dream-head lifted out of the ground, And thing next most diffuse to cloud, Not all your light tongues talking aloud Could be profound. But tree, I have seen you taken and tossed, And if you have seen me when I slept, You have seen me when I was taken and swept And all but lost. That day she put our heads together, Fate had her imagination about her, Your head so much concerned with outer, Mine with inner, weather.

4 by Robert Frost I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And left no trace but the cellar walls, And a cellar in which the daylight falls, And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow. O'er ruined fences the grape-vines shield The woods come back to the mowing field; The orchard tree has grown one copse Of new wood and old where the woodpecker chops; The footpath down to the well is healed. I dwell with a strangely aching heart In that vanished abode there far apart On that disused and forgotten road That has no dust-bath now for the toad. Night comes; the black bats tumble and dart; The whippoorwill is coming to shout And hush and cluck and flutter about: I hear him begin far enough away Full many a time to say his say Before he arrives to say it out. It is under the small, dim, summer star. I know not who these mute folk are Who share the unlit place with me-- Those stones out under the low-limbed tree Doubtless bear names that the mosses mar. They are tireless folk, but slow and sad, Though two, close-keeping, are lass and lad,-- With none among them that ever sings, And yet, in view of how many things, As sweet companions as might be had.

5 I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listen as the crowd would sing "Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!" Viva la Vida Coldplay One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Once you go there was never Never an honest word And that was when I ruled the world [ Lyrics from: ] It was the wicked and wild wind Blew down the doors to let me in Shattered windows and the sound of drums People couldn't believe what I'd become Revolutionaries wait For my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string Oh who would ever want to be king? I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world

6 I Would Walk 500 Miles The Proclaimers When I wake up... Yea I know I'm going to be I'm going to be that man who wakes up next to you When I go out... Yea I know I'm going to be I'm going to be that man who goes along with you But I would walk 500 miles And I would walk 500 more Just to be that man who walk a thousand miles to fall down at your door When I'm walking... I know I'm going to be that man who's walking hard for you And the money... Cause for the work I do I'll pass almost every penny onto you When I come home... Yea I know I'm going to be I'm going to be that man who comes back home to you And if I go... Yea I know I'm going to be I'm going to be that man who going over you But I would walk 500 miles And I would walk 500 more Just to be that man to walks a thousand miles to fall down at your door When I'm lonely... well I know I'm going to be I'm going to be that man who's lonely without you And when I'm dreaming... Well I know I'm going to Dream I'm going to dream about our time when I'm with you When I go out... Well I know I'm going to be I'm going to be that man who goes along with you And when I come home... I know I'm going to be I'm going to be that man who comes back home for you I'm going to be that man who's coming home for you But I would walk 500 miles And I would walk 500 more Just to be that man to walks a thousand to fall down at your door And I would walk 500 miles And I would walk 500 more Just to be that man to walks a thousand miles to fall down at your door I d be a little tired.

7 Escape Rupert Holmes I was tired of my lady, we'd been together too long. Like a worn-out recording, of a favorite song. So while she lay there sleeping, I read the paper in bed. And in the personals column, there was this letter I read: "If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain. If you're not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain. If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. I'm the lady you've looked for, write to me, and escape." I didn't think about my lady, I know that sounds kind of mean. But me and my old lady, had fallen into the same old dull routine. So I wrote to the paper, took out a personal ad. And though I'm nobody's poet, I thought it wasn't half-bad. "Yes, I like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain. I'm not much into health food, I am into champagne. I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon, and cut through all this red tape. At a bar called O'Malley's, where we'll plan our escape." So I waited with high hopes, then she walked in the place. I knew her smile in an instant, I knew the curve of her face. It was my own lovely lady, and she said, "Oh, it's you." And we laughed for a moment, and I said, "I never knew".. "That you liked Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain. And the feel of the ocean, and the taste of champagne. If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. You're the love that I've looked for, come with me, and escape." "If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain. If you're not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain. If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. You're the love that I've looked for, come with me, and escape."

8 SAY John Mayer Take all of your wasted honor Every little past frustration Take all your so called problems Better put 'em in quotations Say what you need to say (x7) Say what you need to saaaay... Walking like a one man army Fighting with the shadows in your head Living out the same old moment Knowing you'd be better off instead [ Lyrics from: ] If you could only Say what you need to say (x7) Say what you need to saaay... Have no fear For giving in Have no fear For giving over You better know that in the end It's better to say too much Then never to say what you need to say again Even if your hands are shaking And your faith is broken Even as the eyes are closing Do it with a heart wide open... wide... Say what you need to say (x7) Say what you need to Say what you need to Say what you need to say...

9 The River By Garth Brooks You know a dream is like a river Ever changin' as it flows And a dreamer's just a vessel That must follow where it goes Trying to learn from what's behind you And never knowing what's in store Makes each day a constant battle Just to stay between the shores...and I will sail my vessel Like a bird upon the wind These waters are my sky I'll never reach my destination If I never try So I will sail my vessel Too many times we stand aside And let the waters slip away 'Til what we put off 'til tomorrow Has now become today So don't you sit upon the shoreline And say you're satisfied Choose to chance the rapids And dare to dance the tide...yes There's bound to be rough waters And I know I'll take some falls But with the good Lord as my captain I can make it through them all...yes I will sail my vessel Like a bird upon the wind These waters are my sky I'll never reach my destination If I never try So I will sail my vessel Yes, I will sail my vessel I will sail my vessel Like a bird upon the wind These waters are my sky I'll never reach my destination If I never try So I will sail my vessel

Everybody wants to rule the world Welcome to your life There's no turning back Even while we sleep We will find you

Year 3 and 4 Lao Zi Everybody wants to rule the world Welcome to your life There's no turning back Even while we sleep We will find you ccng on your best behaviour Turn your back on mother nature Everybody