Showing posts with label song. Show all posts
Showing posts with label song. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

#poetry - Thus Spoke the Robot

i am busted loose some times
my program strings come undone
then i am a honey bun

you feel yourself the same way
and we are then harmony
and what follows is our one true chord

this could be on any day
but living once it lives forever
for our waves may never diminish

but echo out infinitely
our celebration of each other

Thursday, February 12, 2015

#poetry #lyrics - hey hey

oooh oooh
hey hey

the garbage pale hears you
say they
the subject who nears you
today
the garden gnome pay day
the garden gnome pay day

oooh oooh
hey hey

the veil lift terrific
for some
to transform a mission
you go
the prophet of judgment day
the prophet of judgment day

oooh oooh
hey hey

the fish looks delicious
can't wait
to dig in and holiday
to stay
you got it so now you pray
you got it so now you pray

#poetry #lyrics - Rock Christ

wreck the light house shipman calling
over memory of my bird man flight
i'm still a moment before realizing that
all my situations have come done

the moment doesn't seem too fine or blurry
i'm just sitting well i'm feeling right
that's what i figure it to be and so
nobody chasing thought to mock it up to knock it down

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round

yeah i'm a white knight throw back with some
mana flowing like zoraster magi from the east
and west it figures you won't recognize me
though you are so blessed to be here in this time

the roses and oh
the sunshine
the holy rain that's coming down

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round

you wouldn't see me around town
unless you were sensei
the biggest papa of the day

and then he'd probably say
in case you wonder to your self
believe in god and in one self

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round

for the sometimes that you let it be becoming
and the sometimes that you simply be
the harp is strumming beats are drumming
while you sing it loud and to yourself

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round

yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round


Thursday, February 5, 2015

#poetry #lyrics - only a breath away

you're sad and then you fall
the world around you notices
and when they come to call
you push away

and then you run and hide
in your favorite place
as you always run and hide
to your favorite place

it was just a game at first
now you're noticing too late
this place does you no good
you're feeling down misplaced

but where to go from here
you wonder
where to go
oh hear me dear

go to your mental notes
and go to your gentle friend
then go to a group and go to a group
and go to a group again

to let it out out out
oh let it out out out

and listen now
and listen now

there's more to you
there's more for you
this world's for you
with love for you

and we're only a breath away
yes only a breath away
only a breath away
we love you
only a breath away
yes we love you

so listen to me now my dear
all that you have to do
all that you have to do is
all that you have to do
all that you have to do is

keep breathing
keep breathing
keep breathing
just keep breathing

keep breathing
keep breathing
keep breathing
just keep breathing and

our love is soon to find you
as you are
our love will surely find you
as you all of you are

our love is soon to find you
as you are
our love will surely find you
as you all of you are

our love is soon to find you
as you are
our love will surely find you
as you all of you are

just as you are

Sunday, December 28, 2014

#poetry - oh you ugly

oh, you ugly

you sticking what you thinking
its out there and its waving
like a flag like a flag
like a flag like a flag
cause its you

you got it up there high
the air it likes to fly
and its waving and its waving
and its waving and its waving
like you care

you signal and you blare
your words are burning flair
oh my god oh my god
oh my god oh my god
would you please

just get out of my face
you're right there in my face
oh you ugly oh you ugly
oh you ugly oh you ugly
one two three

just get out of my face
just get out of my face
oh you ugly oh you ugly
oh you ugly oh you ugly
would you please

Thursday, December 4, 2014

#poetry - it keeps us going

so busy
everyday
we've got many
things to do

so busy
everyday
we've got all
kinds of things

that keep us going
and keep us busy


that trooper
over there
he's been watching
over there

non-stop watching
oh hey trooper
always on
and always watching

he keeps ups going
while we're marching


when calling
so and so
we must tell him
to be good

hey be good
so and so
we must tell him
or he won't be

we keep on going
and going for good


up and down
and left and right
odd are carols
we be singing
at all hours
how we're feeling

in and out
and all around
let's be honest
you love wonder
in the tempest
that you ponder

drown drown drown drown
come down down down

drown drown drown drown
come down down down

come down

oh moksha comes and
your head light shows when
you feel yourself then
lift off your toes and

away you go
away you go

away you go
away you go

Saturday, November 29, 2014

#poetry - come help me with a song


oh music come and save me now
I am running hard and long
I am running from old memory
I will soon be overcome

I saw the end of family
I saw the end of all
so I need a new memory
help me make it with a song

help me heal
oh help me love
help me now oh music
come help me with a song

Saturday, October 18, 2014

#poetry - Mistah Imascareyou

i don't know though but how bout you
i'm a rollo in the morning dew
i don't know though another clue
minor toll so i make for you

wouldn't you hide it
where i couldn't find it
sneaky denies it
we're gonna ride it

rupert machenzie
found his machete
way out on the jetty
look at him, freddie

ima gonna make you
smile tonight
shake off your lion
we're behind
this don't wanna grab you
take me down
mistah imascareyou
chickentown

this don't wanna grab you
take me down
mistah imascareyou
chickentown

this don't wanna grab you
take me down
mistah imascareyou
chickentown

mistah imascareyou
mistah imascareyou
mistah imascareyou
mistah imascareyou

Thursday, November 3, 2011

#poetry - The Mind's of Magic and the Wall's of Love

The Mind's of Magic and the Wall's of Love

        So satisfied
        I am
        to be
        near you

        So satisfied
        am I
        to feel you
        near me

        I believe in magic
        I believe its real
        I believe in magic
        I believe its real

        I have arrived
        at your gate
        and it will open

        Our eyes and ears
        are never late
        and how the words
        are spoken!

All these walls between us
make it clear and grievous
there are doctors and patients
everywhere

But these walls separate us
a knowledge segregation
that keep us from knowing
each other

Now this mind of ours is common
and in it walls are sermons
little letters making word noise
and of value ways and means
there could be love or fear dreams
becoming love or fear ploys

All for the mindful curious
are the walls of ours porous
osmoting clues like little toys
set of high value magic beans
for love is fueled by fear beams
and igniting love wisens choice

         and along this path
         you find yourself
         with All-Power
         singing
          
I believe in magic         Do Do
I believe its real         It is
I believe in magic         Do Do
I believe its real         It is

        I believe in magic         Do Do
        I believe its real         It is
        I believe in magic         Do Do
        I believe its real         It is

I believe in magic         Do Do
I believe its real         It is
I believe in magic         Do Do
I believe its real         It is

        I believe in magic         Do Do
        I believe its real         It is
        I believe in magic         Do Do
        I believe its real         It is


I believe in magic         Do Do
I believe its real         It is
I believe in magic         Do Do
I believe its real         It is

        I believe in magic         Do Do
        I believe its real         It is
        I believe in magic         Do Do
        I believe its real         It is


I believe in magic         Do Do
I believe its real         It is
I believe in magic         Do Do
I believe its real         It is

        I believe in magic         Do Do
        I believe its real         It is
        I believe in magic         Do Do
        I believe its real         It is

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

#poetry - love, after young

 "love, after young"

Thereupon the Great Swan was the song
to quiet the sparrows.
As he sang dizzy came to the head
looser of arrows,
and the mark that he struck hit just wide
the four-legged Pharaohs.
Yet the end happened when he discovered
the taste of their marrow.

What happened to begin the Western war,
greatest of ages,
was a strange lust exchange in the words
of their warrior sages,
who commanded their nuclear den mothers,
Unlock the cages!
and said, On the lovers--happen wonders,
to the mages.

In short time on all minds came the spell,
and then the caster.
To the beds of brethren orders, shame
boiled faster and faster,
as their mates were all claimed by new mates
and minding their master.
Why this hapless exchange of true love?
Why any disaster?

Monday, October 3, 2011

#poetry - love, after dylan

i must sing now the sake of need, its here at last,
for however i wish to see, the truth is coming fast.
no longer stands the master near his son,
dying as the fire has begun.
hark! another angel's turning blue,
the lady who wears black cries for you.

ramblers in a classroom and no innocence,
master gambled treasure and was building sense.
an upturned pocket poet from the streets,
drawing sonnet letters off the beats,
dragged himself through shadow till he was true,
the lady who wears black comes to you.

all the mountain's leveled, there's nowhere to roam,
all the rain and ash can make is murky foam,
and the love you built this castle for
is queening up on the farthest shore.
lay under the season's mystic hue
and the lady who wears black lays with you.

eve is getting cold and blind howling beckons few
who let the dead master go up in pyres high, and through
the poet's ink tapping out his chore,
the wind begins to whisper words of war
the lesser king receives what he is due,
the lady who wears black comes for you.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

#poetry - Hey Honey Song

I'm going to go do my thing
do my thing, do my thing
I'm going to go do my thing
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm going to go laugh and sing
laugh and sing, laugh and sing
I'm going to laugh and sing
yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm going to go have a fling
have a fling, have a fling
I'm going to go have a fling
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I know you can't do a thing
do a thing, do a thing
I know you can't do a thing
yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm going so laugh and sing
laugh and sing, laugh and sing
I'm going so go laugh and sing
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Laugh and sing while I have a fling
Laugh and sing I'll have my fling
Laugh and sing while I do my thing
yeah, yeah, yeah

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

#poetry - Churchill Song

for Nicole
 
a new season love you are turning
and dark ashes are falling
do not lose heart

though reason is lost and treaties burn
the good in us surfaces
yet fear goes on

so we forge a vision beyond our hate
and then burn that metal to cast new fate

and as heavy mists fall on the widest eye
while our prayers keep the pain from coming
virgin boys die

tears become a strength that rivals our death
as we survive the innocent
of the Great Oak

there are sons and daughters we would like to hail
and relieve them of their constant strife
hello there, hail

so we forge a vision beyond our hate
and against all wanting we make it wait
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