"Poetry Of The Deed" as written by and Francis Edward Turner....
They're coming out of the walls,
They're coming up through the streets,
They're quicksilver wracked by some invisible beat.
Right outside of your door the very stones come alive.
They are the spring in the step, the distant look in the eyes.
Put your Baudelaire away and come outside and play.

Me and all my friends are poets of the deed,
We're exactly what this country needs.
We scratch until we're drunk, we drink until we bleed.
We are what we believe.

Pentameter in attack, iambic pulse in the veins,
Free verse powered of the street light mains,
An Iliad played out without a shadow of doubt
Between the end of the club and the sun coming out.
Leave Kerouac at his desk, we have romance in our risks.

And here's what we believe,
Before we get bored, let's be inspired,
Let's ignore the applause and set the theater on fire,
Fight every war like the drunks in the choir,
Put our art where our mouths are: Poetry of the deed.
So enough with words and technical theses,
Let's grab life by the throat and live it to pieces.

We can choose, we can change,
And if we don't, we're just afraid of living life
Like we're loved and in love and alive
To all the things we could be if we just believed

That life is too short to be lived without poetry.
If you've got soul darling now come on and show it me.
But life is too long to just sing the one song,
So we'll burn like a beacon and then we'll be gone.

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"Poetry of the Deed" as written by Francis Edward Turner

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    General CommentWow, no comments on this song. I can't believe that! It's brilliant. I think it's about being yourself and not being afriad of anything, because life is short. It's about appreciating everything in life and living life to the fullest.

    Carpe diem!
    ilovethekillers21on November 09, 2009   Link
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    General Comment"life is too short to live without poetry" so freakin' true. If I were ever to get a tattoo that would be it. Bloody brilliant. :D
    Wackieston January 12, 2011   Link

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