Ants Marching He wakes up in the morning Does his teeth, bite to eat, and he's rolling Never changes a thing The week ends, the week begins She thinks, we look at each other Wondering what the other is thinking But we never say a thing And these crimes between us grow deeper Goes to visit his mommy She feeds him well his concerns He forgets them And remembers being small Playing under the table and dreaming Take these chances Place them in a box until a quieter time Lights down, you up and die Driving in on this highway All these cars and upon the sidewalk People in every direction No words exchanged No time to exchange And all the little ants are marching Red and black antennas waving They all do it the same They all do it the same way Candyman teasing the thoughts of a Sweet tooth tortured by the weight loss Programs cutting the corners Loose end, loose end, cut, cut On the fence, could not to offend Cut, cut, cut, cut Take these chances Place them in a box until a quieter time Lights down, you up and die

WHERE THE GREEN GRASS GROWS Six lanes, tail lights Red ants marchin' into the night They disappear to the left and right again Another supper from a sack A 99 cent heart attack I got a poundin' head and an achin' back And the camels standin' in a big straw stack I'm gonna live where the green grass grows Watch my corn pop up in rows Every night be tucked in close to you Raise our kids where the good Lord's blessed Point our rockin' chairs towards the west And plant our dreams where the peaceful river flows Where the green grass grows Well I'm from a map dot A stop sign on a blacktop I caught the first bus that I could hop from there But all o' this glitter is gettin' dark There's concrete growin' in the city park I don't know who my neighbors are And there's bars on the corner and bars on my heart

Train - Drops of Jupiter Now that she's back in the atmosphere With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey She acts like summer and walks like rain Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey Since the return from her stay on the moon She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey Tell me did you sail across the sun Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded and that heaven is overrated Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star One without a permanent scar And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there Now that she's back from that soul vacation Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo Reminds me that there's room to grow, hey, hey Now that she's back in the atmosphere I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day And head back to the Milky Way And tell me, did Venus blow your mind Was it everything you wanted to find And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation The best soy latte that you ever had...and me Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day And head back toward the Milky Way

Can't help falling in love by Elvis Presley Wise men say only fools rush in but I can't help falling in love with you Shall I stay, would it be a sin if I can't help falling in love with you Like a river flows surely to the sea Darlin' so it goes some things are meant to be Take my hand, take my whole life too for I can't help falling in love with you Like a river flows surely to the sea Darlin' so it goes Some things are meant to be Take my hand, take my whole life too for I can't help falling in love with you Like a river flows surely to the sea Darlin' so it goes Some things are meant to be Take my hand take my whole life too For I can't help falling in love with you I can't help falling in love with you...

The Infusion of Color & Rhythm Color Onomatopoeia Hyperbole Personification Euphemism Inclusive pronouns Simile Metaphor

The Infusion of Color & Rhythm Rhythm Alliteration Anadiplosis Anaphora/ Parallelism Antithesis Inversion Repetition Epanalepsis