For all the saints who from their labors rest

by William Walsham How

For all the saints who from their labors rest,
who thee by faith before the world confessed,
thy name, O Jesus, be forever blest.
Alleluia! Alleluia!

Thou wast their rock, their fortress, and their might;
thou, Lord, their Captain in the well-fought fight;
thou, in the darkness drear, their one true light.
Alleluia! Alleluia!

O may thy soldiers faithful, true, and bold,
fight as the saints who nobly fought of old,
and win with them the victor's crown of gold.
Alleluia! Alleluia!

The golden evening brightens in the west;
soon, soon to faithful warriors comes their rest;
sweet is the calm of paradise the blest.
Alleluia! Alleluia!

But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day;
the saints triumphant rise in bright array;
the King of glory passes on his way.
Alleluia! Alleluia!

From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast,
through gates of pearl streams in the countless host,
singing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Alleluia! Alleluia!

Agincourt Carol

Traditional

Owre Kynge went forth to Normandy
With grace and myght of chyvalry
Ther God for hym wrought mervelusly;
Wherefore Englonde may call and cry

Deo gratias!
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!

He sette sege, forsothe to say,
To Harflu towne with ryal aray;
That toune he wan and made afray
That Fraunce shal rewe tyl domesday.

Deo gratias!
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!

Then went hym forth, owre king comely,
In Agincourt feld he faught manly;
Throw grace of God most marvelsuly,
He had both feld and victory.

Deo gratias!
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!

Ther lordys, erles and barone
Were slayne and taken and that full soon,
Ans summe were broght into Lundone
With joye and blisse and gret renone.

Deo gratias!
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!

Almighty God he keep owre kynge,
His peple, and alle his well-wyllynge,
And give them grace wythoute endyng;
Then may we call and savely syng:

Deo gratias!
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!

Tonight, Tonight

by Billy Corgan

Time is never time at all
You can never ever leave
Without leaving a piece of youth
And our lives are forever changed
We will never be the same
The more you change, the less you feel

Believe, believe in me
Believe that life can change
That you're not stuck in vain
We're not the same
We're different tonight

And you know you're never sure
But you're sure you could be right
If you held yourself up to the light
And the embers never fade
In your city by the lake
The place where you were born

Believe, believe in me
Believe in the resolute urgency of now
And if you believe
There's not a chance tonight

We'll crucify the insincere tonight
We'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight
We'll find a way to offer up the night tonight
The indescribable moments of your life tonight
The impossible is possible tonight
Believe in me as I believe in you tonight

Beware of Darkness

by George Harrison

Watch out now
Take care, beware of falling swingers
Dropping all around you
The pain that often mingles
In your fingertips
Beware of darkness

Watch out now
Take care, beware of the thoughts that linger
Winding up inside your head
The hopelessness around you
In the dead of night

Beware of sadness
It can hit you
It can hurt you
Make you sore and what is more
That is not what you are here for

Watch out now
Take care, beware of soft-shoe shufflers
Dancing down the sidewalks
As each unconscious sufferer
Wanders aimlessly

Watch out now
Take care, beware of greedy leaders
They take you where you should not go
While weeping Atlas Cedars
They just want to grow, grow, and grow
Beware of darkness

Royal Jelly

by Dan Bern

Mailboxes drip like lampposts
In the twisted birth canal of the coliseum
Rim job fairy teapots mask the temper-tantrum
O say, can you see 'em?

Stuffed cabbage is the darling of the laundromat
And the sorority mascot sat with the lumberjack
Pressing, passing, stinging
Half-synthetic fabrications of his time

The mouse with the overbite
Explained how the rabbits were ensnared
And the skinny scanty sylph thrashed the apothecary diplomat
Inside the three-eyed monkey within inches of his toaster-oven life

In my mind, I'm half-blind
My inner ref is mostly deaf
I'm smell-impaired, if you cared
My sense of taste is wasted
On the phosphorescent orange peels
Of San Francisco axe-encrusted frenzy
So let me touch you
Where the royal jelly gets made

Coloratura singers bringing weeds and social clingers
Hangers-on and fancy flingers to the dress ball
Mushrooms and bowling pins, stovepipe hats and other things
I can't recall from juvenile hall

We're so unlucky and stuff
Woodrow Wilson never had it so tough
Dairy Queen and Vaseline and Maybelline
Paul Bunyan and James Dean

Allegory agencies of pre-Raphaelite paganry
And Shenandoah tapestries compared with good mahogany
Collapsing the undying postcard romance

With feline perspicacity by the university
That night I held a paucity
Which you deemed common courtesy
I wasn't what you thought I'd be
I shouldn't have invited you to dance

In my tree I'm halfway free
And in my chair one-quarter there
In my dream one-sixteenth cream
In the coffee of the courtier
Of the sycophantic assistant to the king
So let me touch you
Where the royal jelly gets made

First Air of Autumn

by Mike Cooley

First air of autumn up your nose
Popcorn, heavy hairspray, nylon pantyhose
Please stand and bow your heads
And pray you don't get old

The nurture and the admonition of your kind
The rules of 'only strong survive'
Cross-shaped swimming pools down in the blood and lifted up
Forever seeking favor from the light

Schoolhouse hallway like a prairie highway sprawls
The drop-off spins away the sun
The getting-there just proves it's nothing but a ball
Pray the horizon never comes

The hearts of the daughters of the men
Won by the softness of the sons of women's hands
To leave it up to love
Would leave it left to chance

Memory only shows the promise beauty broke
Of beauty ageless in its time
Light attracts the same
You glance away and the glory fades
And being on your arm has lost its shine

School house hallway like a prairie highway sprawls
The drop-off spins away the sun
Like eyes that once could cut through candle power on autumn nights
First air of autumn leaves me numb

Deutschlandlied

by August Heinrich Hoffmann von Fallersleben

Einigkeit und Recht und Freiheit
Für das deutsche Vaterland!
Danach lasst uns alle streben
Brüderlich mit Herz und Hand!
Einigkeit und Recht und Freiheit
Sind des Glückes Unterpfand;
Blüh' im Glanze dieses Glückes,
Blühe, deutsches Vaterland.