The Creatures
I wait and wait
sleepwalk the hourglass
this way and that
the pendulum swings
yes there's plenty of time
always time left to kill
does time stand still
or hurtle on by?
let time unwind
let all the cogs fall out
let mans machines
collapse and rust
face down in the dust
I'll kiss no other lips
a life time of nothing
condemned without you
been so long here
I could die here
lying by your side
but time won't claim me
time and me only
i'm just killing time
if the sun went out
I wouldn't mind too much
who needs the days
to trouble to fill?
if the moon didn't rise
I wouldn't be upset
who needs moonshine
to cause tears to spill?
i've been so long here
I could lie here
under dying sky
this thirst and hunger
holds no wonder
I'm just killing time
I await your return
there's no other one
Van Morrison
down on cyprus avenue
with a child-like vision leaping into view.
the clicking clacking of the high-heeled shoes,
ford and fitzroy; madam george.
marching with the soldierboy behind
he's much older now with hat on, drinking wine
and the smell of sweet perfume comes drifting thru
in the cool night breeze like shalimar
and then your self control lets go
and suddenly you're up against the bathroom door.
the hallway lights are finely getting dim
you're in the front row touching him
and outside they're making all the stops
the kinds out in the streets collecting bottle tops,
going for cigarettes and matches to the shops,
happy talking, madam george
and that's when you fall, oh,
oh, that's when you fall
and you fall into a trance
sitting on a sofa playing games of chance
with your folded arms in history books you glance
into the eyes of madam george
and you think you've found your bag,
you're getting weaker and your knees begin to sag
and in the corner playing dominoes in drag,
the one and only madam george
and outside the frosty window raps
she says "be cool, I think that it's the cops"
stands up, drops everything she gots,
it's not easy now you know
now you know you gotta go
catch a train from dublin up to sandy row,
in the wind, rain & fog & slush & snow
keep on going on
say good-bye we know you're pretty far out
and all the little boys comin' round
they got gold cigarette lighters in their pockets
walking away from it all, so cool.
that's when you fall
Bob Dylan
perhaps it's the color of the sun
cut flat
an' cov'rin' the crossroads I'm standing at,
or maybe it's the weather or something like that,
but mama , you been on my mind.
I don't mean trouble, please
don't put me down or get upset,
I am not pleadin' or sayin', "I can't forget."
I do not walk the floor bowed down an'bent, but yet,
mama, you been on my mind.
even though my mind is hazy an'
my thoughts they might be narrow,
where you been don't bother me nor bring me down in sorrow.
it don't even matter to me where you're wakin' up tomorrow,
but mama, you're just on my mind.
I am not askin' you to say words
like "yes" or "no,"
please understand me, I got no place for you t'go.
I'm just breathin' to myself, pretendin' not that I don't know,
mama, you been on my mind.
when you wake up in the mornin',
baby, look inside your mirror.
you know I won't be next to you, you know I won't be near.
I'd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear
as someone who has had you on his mind
Tim Buckley
once I was a soldier
and I fought on foreign sands for you
once I was a hunter
and I brought home fresh meat for you
once I was a lover
and I searched behind your eyes for you
and soon there'll be another
to tell you I was just a lie
and sometimes I wonder
just for a while
will you remember me
and though you have forgotten
all of our rubbish dreams
I find myself searching
through the ashes of our ruins
for the days when we smiled
and the hours that ran wild
with the magic of our eyes
and the silence of our words
and sometimes I wonder
just for a while
will you remember me
Mose Allison
I'm sitting over here on parchman farm I'm sitting over here on parchman farm I'm sitting over here on parchman farm ain't never done no man no harm well, I'm putting that cotton in a never-full sack well, I'm putting that cotton in a never-full sack well, I'm putting that cotton in a never-full sack a twelve-gauge shotgun at my back I'm sitting over here on Parchman farm I'm sitting over here on Parchman farm I'm sitting over here on Parchman farm ain't never done no man no harm
Joni Mitchell
all
the people at this party
they've got a lot of style
they've got stamps of many countries
they've got passport smiles
some are friendly
some are cutting
some are watching it from the wings
some are standing in the centre
giving to get something
photo beauty gets attention
then her eye paint's running down
she's got a rose in her teeth
and a lampshade crown
one minute she's so happy
then she's crying on someone's knee
saying laughing and crying
you know it's the same release
I told you when i met you
I was crazy
cry for us all beauty
cry for Eddie in the corner
thinking he's nobody
and Jack behind his joker
and stone-cold grace behind her fan
and me in my frightened silence
thinking i don't understand
I feel like i'm sleeping
can you wake me
you seem to have a broader sensibility
I'm just living on nerves and feelings
with a weak and a lazy mind
and coming to peoples parties
fumbling deaf dumb and blind
I wish i had more sense of humor
keeping the sadness at bay
throwing the lightness on these things
laughing it all away
laughing it all away
laughing it all away
Tim Buckley
if a fiddler played you a song, my love and if I gave you a wheel would you spin for my heart and loneliness would you spin for my love if I gave up all of my pride for you and only loved you for now would you hide my fears and never say "tomorrow I must go" everywhere there's rain my love everywhere there's fear if you tell me a lie I'll cry for you tell me of sin and I'll laugh if you tell me of all the pain you've had I'll never smile again everywhere there's rain my love everywhere there's fear I can plainly see that our parts have changed our sands are shifting around need I beg to you for one more day to find our lonely love everywhere there's rain my love everywhere there's fear
please send me someone to love
Percy Mayfield
heaven please send to all mankind understanding and peace and mind but if it's not asking too much please send me someone to love someone to love show the world how to get along and peace we'll enter when hate is gone but if it is not asking too much please send me someone to love please send me someone to love and I wake up and ponder the world's trouble and my answer is always the same now let's put an end to this [damn all] of sin hate will put the world in a flame, what a shame just because I am in misery I don't beg for no sympathy but if it is not asking too much please send me someone to love please send me someone to love just because I am in misery and I don't beg for no sympathy but if it is not asking too much please send me someone to love please send me someone to love heaven please send to all mankind understanding and peace of mind but if it is not asking too much please send me someone to love
B.B.King
rock me baby rock me all night long rock me baby rock me all night long rock me baby like my back ain't got no bone roll me baby like you roll a wagon wheel I want you to roll me baby like you roll a wagon wheel want you to roll me baby you don't know how it makes me feel rock me baby, honey, rock me slow yeah, rock me pretty baby, baby rock me slow want you to rock me baby, till I want no more
Tim Buckley
I couldn't buy you with a hundred
cattle
but you hike in shells and feathers
up the african beach,
I am king here, tied to this hut by the king's chain
my power's like a tree and green taboo to me
the chameleon lies in your dusty
fingers,
and blue flies circle your head like stars;
jump into me now, I must not see the water,
let me sip weakness from your dark nipples
the boy with the thorn in his side
The Smiths
the boy with the thorn in his
side
behind the hatred there lies
a murderous desire for love
how can they look into my eyes
and still they dont believe me
how can they hear me say those words
and still they dont believe me
and if they don't believe me now
will they ever believe me?
and if they don't believe me now
will they ever believe me?
the boy with the thorn in his
side
behind the hatred there lies
a plundering desire for love
how can they see the love in our eyes
and still they don't believe us
and after all this time
they don't want to believe us
and if they dont believe us now
will they ever believe us?
and when you want to live
how do you start?
where do you go?
who do you know?
Nina Simone
the other woman finds time to
manicure her nails
the other woman is perfect where her rival fails
and she's never seen with pin curls in her hair
the other woman enchants her
clothes with french perfume
the other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in each room
there are never toys that's scattered everywhere
and when her baby comes to call
he'll find her waiting like a lonesome queen
cos when she's by his side
it's such a change from old routine
but the other woman will always
cry herself to sleep
the other woman will never have his love to keep
and as the years go by the other woman
will spend her life alone
School House Rock
three is a magic number, yes it
is, it's a magic number.
somewhere in the ancient, mystic trinity, you get three as a magic number.
the past and the present and the future,
faith hope and charity,
the heart and the brain and the body,
give you three as a magic number.
it takes three legs to make a
tripod, or to make a table stand.
it takes three wheels to make a vehicle called a tricycle.
ev'ry triangle has three corners; ev'ry triangle has three sides.
no more , no less; you don't have to guess.
when it's three, you can see it's a magic number.
a man and a woman had a little
baby.
yes they did.
they had three in the family.
and that's a magic number.
three, six, nine, twelve,
fifteen, eighteen,
twenty-one twenty-four, twenty-seven, thirty.
three, six, nine, twelve,
fifteen, eighteen,
twenty-one twenty-four, twenty-seven, thirty.
three times ten is thirty. three
times nine is twenty-seven.
three times eight is twenty-four. three times seven is twenty-one.
three times six is eighteen. three times five is fifteen
three times four is twelve, and three times three is nine,
and three times two is six, and three times one is three, of course
three times one: what is it?
three!
that's a magic number
a man and a woman had a little baby
yes they did
they had three in the family
and that's a magic number
Elton John
wise men say it looks like rain today it crackled on the speakers and trickled down the sleepy subway trains for heavy eyes could hardly hold us aching legs that often told us it's all worth it we all fall in love sometimes the full moon's bright and starlight filled the evening we wrote it and I played it something happened it's so strange this feeling naive notions that were childish simple tunes that tried to hide it but when it comes we all fall in love sometimes did we, didn't we, should we couldn't we I'm not sure `cause sometimes we're so blind struggling through the day when even your best friend says don't you find we all fall in love sometimes and only passing time could kill the boredom we acquired running with the losers for a while but our Empty Sky was filled with laughter just before the flood painting worried faces with a smile
Nina Simone
love me love me love me
say you do
let me fly away
with you
for my love is like
the wind
and wild is the wind
give me more
than one caress
satisfy this
hungriness
let the wind
blow through your heart
for wild is the wind
you...
touch me...
I hear the sound
of mandolins
you...
kiss me...
with your kiss
my life begins
you're spring to me
all things
to me
don't you know you're
life itself
like a leaf clings
to a tree
oh my darling,
cling to me
for we're creatures
of the wind
and wild is the wind
so wild is the wind
wild is the wind
wild is the wind
tradizionale
I was standing by my window
on a cold and cloudy day,
when I saw the hearse come rollin'
for to take my mother away.
will the circle be unbroken?
by and by Lord, by and by,
there's a better home a-waitin'
in the sky Lord, in the sky.
I told the undertaker,
"undertaker, please drive slow,
for this body you are haulin'
lord, I hate to see her go."
will the circle be unbroken?
by and by Lord, by and by,
there's a better home a-waitin'
in the sky Lord, in the sky.
well I followed close behind her,
tried to hold up and be brave,
but I could not hide my sorrow
when they laid her in the grave
will the circle be unbroken?
by and by Lord, by and by,
there's a better home a-waitin'
in the sky Lord, in the sky.
I went back home, my home was
lonesome,
missed my mother she was gone.
all my brothers and sisters crying
in our home so sad and alone.
will the circle be unbroken?
by and by Lord, by and by,
there's a better home a-waitin'
in the sky Lord, in the sky.
we sang the songs of childhood,
hymns of faith that made us strong,
ones that our mother had taught us,
hear the angels sing along
will the circle be unbroken?
by and by Lord, by and by,
there's a better home a-waitin'
in the sky Lord, in the sky