Song Lyrics Sunday 3/12/17 TIME

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Well, I’ve just spent an hour searching for the song I wanted to share. I thought for sure I could find a video with it playing in that haunting beach scene from the movie “Coming Home” but no luck.

So here is the song (and lyrics). If you are over 60, crank up your volume, hold onto your heart and get ready to be transported back…in TIME!

https://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/csicrimesceneinvestigation/timehascometoday.htm

 

And here is the scene from the movie that comes up in my search and in my opinion, won Jon Voight the best actor Oscar that year.

 

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More to honor MLK

I believe we need this theme more than ever these days. I never want to forget, even though the process might seem to be in the “one step back” mode right now…

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There was a delightful song going around on You Tube right a few years back, by Amy-Dixon Kolar called “Rosa Sat”.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l-0NvkuPHZI

The lyrics are so simple but capture a long and mighty crusade, a movement I am once again hopeful and proud to be a miniscule part of…….

 

Rosa sat

So Martin could walk

Martin walked so Barack could run

Barack ran

He ran and he won

So that all our children could fly

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Song Lyric Sunday 12-18-16

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So the theme for Song Lyric Sunday (this week) is to post a song that makes you feel better

My first choice is this delightful anthem from Cris Williamson. I always feel better after playing this LOUD and singing along with this wonderful choir of women!! I feel so connected! I dare you not to smile at the very end!!

Chris’s voice is so clear and powerful. I LOVE her joyous, sometimes poignant and always and “heartful” singing!

I have used Williamson’s music often in my work. And one time, I had the extreme pleasure of being at a Bonnie Raitt concert (she’s my favorite), when Bonnie invited local treasure, Cris Williamson, up on stage to sing Angel from Montgomery with her!! WOW!!

 

Song of the Soul

Song of the Soul
(Cris Williamson)

Love of my life I am crying
I am not dying, I am dancing
Dancing along in the madness
There is no sadness
Only the song of the soul

cho: And we'll sing this song
     Why don't you sing along
     Then we can sing for a long, long time
     Why don't you sing this song
     Then we can sing along
     Then we can sing for a long, long time

What do you do for a living
Are you forgiving, giving shelter
Follow your heart, love will find you
Truth will unbind you
Seek out a song of the soul

Come to your life like a warrior
Nothing will bore yer, you can be happy
Let in the light, it will heal you
And you can feel you
Sing out a song of the soul

Love of my life I am crying
I am not dying, I am dancing
Dancing along in the madness
There is no sadness
Only the song of the soul

Lyrics from http://www.traditionalmusic.co.uk/folk-song-lyrics/Song_of_the_Soul.htm

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Song Lyrics Sunday 11-13-16

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One of my favorite songs for reminding me that no matter how big the “powers that be” are (or think they are), I can ALWAYS tap into my own personal power….

Tuesday, November 8th, 2016 was NOT the biggest of the big pictures…

 

(Ain’t Gonna Let Nobody) Turn Me Around
Ain’t gonna let nobody, turn me around
Turn me around, turn me around
Ain’t gonna let nobody, turn me around
Keep on a walking, keep on a talking
Gonna build a brand new world
Ain’t gonna let the administration turn me around
Turn me around, turn me around
Ain’t gonna let the administration turn me around
Keep on a walking, keep on a talking
Gonna build a brand new world
Ain’t gonna let no first-strike policy turn me around
Turn me around, turn me around
Ain’t gonna let no first-strike policy turn me around
Keep on a walking, keep on a talkin
Gonna build a brand new world
Ain’t gonna let Indira Gandhi turn me around
Turn me around, turn me around
Ain’t gonna let Indira Gandhi (how’d she get that name?) ’round
Keep on a walking, keep on a talking
Gonna build a brand new world.
Ain’t gonna let that Henry Kissenger turn me around
Turn me around, turn me around
Ain’t gonna let that killer Kissenger turn me around
Keep on a walking, keep on a-talking
Gonna build a brand new world.
Ain’t gonna let nobody, turn me around
Turn me around, turn me around
Ain’t gonna let nobody, turn me around
Keep on a singing, keep on a swinging
Gonna build a brand new world
Songwriters: Joan C. Baez
(Ain’t Gonna Let Nobody) Turn Me Around lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing LLC

Tiny is Relative by ChosenPerspectives for WPC

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Obscure background music provided for your pleasure while viewing photographic examples of TINY!

 

 

Ask yourself, while viewing, TINY? Compared to what?

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This small exercise in the magical practice of deciding how to see something is provided by ChosenPerspectives…

Lyrics for Compared to What!
Les McCann and Eddie Harris 1969

I love to lie and lie to love
I’m hangin’ on they push and shove
Possession is the motivation
That is hangin’ up the goddamn nation
Looks like we always end up in a rut
Everybody now
Tryin’ to make it real compared to what

Slaughterhouse is killin’ hogs
Twisted children killin’ frogs
Poor dumb rednecks rollin’ logs
Tired old ladies kissin’ dogs
I hate the human love of that stinking mutt
I can’t use it
Tryin’ to make it real compared to what

President he’s got his war
Folks don’t know just what it’s for
Nobody gives us rhyme or reason
Have one doubt they call it treason
We’re chicken feathers
All without one nut goddamn it
Tryin’ to make it real compared to what

Church on Sunday sleep and nod
Tryin’ to duck the wrath of God
Preachers fillin’ us with fright
They all tryin’ to teach us what they think is right
They really got to be some kind of nut
I can’t use it
Tryin’ to make it real compared to what

Where’s that bee and where’s that honey
Where’s my God and where’s my money
Unreal values a crass distortion
Unwed mothers need abortion
Kind of brings to mind old young King Tut
He did it now
Tried to make it real compared to what

Tryin’ to make it real compared to what

Written by Eugene Mcdaniels • Copyright © Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group

 

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