Minor Key
Coffee and a sunrise while a
prelude plays my mind.
Music colors dreaming, mixes
syncopation into lyric tunes.
Birds will lay their eggs today.
I fear a turn to rain.
poem by Rick Stokes
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While the Planet Whirled
The sun rose for you today.
The rain rained for you today.
The sun shined for you today.
The birds chirped for you today.
The frogs croaked for you today.
The dogs barked for you today.
The cats meowed for you today.
The wind blew for you today.
The sunset for you today.
The moon shined for you today.
While the planet whirled on for you today.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 17,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Life is like Music
Life plays us like music
she plays it right
we sing it a nice lyric
she plays its wrong
we sing a sad song
some goes to the top
some never stop, getting dropped
BUT LIFE IS LIKE MUSIC
hip hop, rock, pop and reggae
we put it together
we get a song on a Sunday
BUT LIFE IS LIKE MUSIC
many plays it so nice
you know they making charts
better be-careful people
before it drives you nuts
some pop till they dropp
they never get back up
next thing you know
they selling rocks
to climb back to the top
BUT LIFE IS LIKE MUSIC
so if you know got a nice tone
sing it and never look back
cause life gives you one sheet
make music and make everyone clap.
Sleep Waltz
for MCW
Get old enough so you won't have much to fear.
By then, the music plays inside your head
and everything beautiful must be learned by ear.
In the bathroom mirror I behold my wear and tear.
In our bedroom I try to levitate in bed.
Get old enough so you won't have much to fear.
Meanwhile, my son at six wants to keep me near
and we sing together every night head to head.
So everything beautiful must be learned by ear.
His father's tunes, though, will one day disappear
beyond today's routines and daily bread.
But get old enough so you won't have much to fear.
Remembering my mother was my first career
and the songs surrounding her on which I fed,
knowing everything beautiful must be learned by ear.
We may waltz in the kitchen now, my dear,
or dance out of time in our sleep instead.
Get old enough so you have nothing left to fear.
Everything beautiful must be learned by ear.
[from The Drift of Things, The Figures Press, 2001]
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poem by Terence Winch
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Peter Gunn's Gun
by Michael Leonard, Bobby Weinstein & Jon Stroll
Throw a penny from the window, watch an old man play a song
On a twenty-dollar violin he bought before the war,
Though he screeches and he scratches and the notes are always wrong,
But he plays like he's in concert on the street outside my door.
Tunes to suit your fancy,
Are there any requests?
I'll play them for a penny,
(Play them penny music, play them for a penny)
And not a penny less.
He's the local virtuoso, it's his only way of life,
Plays ninety-seven overtures and goes home to his wife,
In the quiet of the evening while his frozen fingers bleed,
He counts pennies on a blanket to supply his meager need.
Tunes to suit your fancy,
Are there any requests?
I'll play them for a penny,
(Play them penny music, play them for a penny)
And not a penny less.
When there's frost upon the pumpkin in the weakness of the sun,
People stand there in the cold until his symphony is done,
In the early gray of morning, he's sure to come around,
You can hear him through the window when the pennies hit the ground.
Tunes to suit your fancy,
Are there any requests?
I'll play them for a penny,
(Play them penny music, play them for a penny)
And not a penny less.
They're playing penny music,
Playing penny music,
They're playing penny music,
Playing penny music,
Playing penny music.
fade out...
song performed by by Monkees
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Evening Wind
Music :ulrich roth
Lyrics:ulrich roth
A summer day is gone
Listen to the evening wind
Singing tunes of (tel aviv)?
Into the setting sun
You lie in twilight sleep
Dreaming colors deep
Today all life is gone
Look at the golden chalice
Flag broken on the ground
Ringing fire blazing round
Where are your friends
You see all hope
Lying broken on a slope
Today all life is gone
Have you ever listened to the evening wind
To the ? ? ? and it through
Have a listen and you will see my friends
Wind is telling you the truth
song performed by by Scorpions
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Rain In Indiana
No rain in Indiana is what I heard
I thought 'Wow, it's raining everywhere else,
sounds absurd.'
Then my friend asked—
'Can you make it rain'
I replied—
'O.K. I will do it tomorrow, not today'
Then in morning around 6 eastern time
I did my Shaman thing which is totally from my mind.
Then I get a call around 3—
hey, it rained here today—
not in forcast 'was it you Suzy? '
I said, yes—
I would of never guessed—
maybe I do have magical power—but we all do—
we can control the elements if we believe it is true.
Written by Christina Sunrise on June 27,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Our Song
Toledo was just another good stop
Along the good kings highway
My fortification took me by surprise
And hit me sending me sideways
Spellbound - roundly - good for sunshine
Cant help thinking
Singing the rule britannia
And this is where it grabs you
Theres method in the key of c
Toledos got to be the silver city
In this good country
Our song
It gives us a reason
Our song
That good remedy
Music has magic
That stuff of syncopation
Ever tried driving it to golden heights
Just simply jiving it
My mystification it got a
Jewel skies crazy spacing it
Hot sun - crowded - screams high voices
Singing speechless
Touching of the healing heart
So this is where we really start
Music is a shout of foregone conclusions
As long as music plays its part
Good good part
Our song
It gives us a reason
Our song
That good remedy
Music has magic
Its good clear syncopation
Treat it good
Treat it rightly
And if you get it flowing
The harmony is glowing
So get ready
So get ready
Dont go toledo toledo dont go
Music - good to you
Music - good to you
song performed by by Yes
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Our Song
Toledo was just another good stop
Along the good kings highway
My fortification took me by surprise
And hit me sending me sideways
Spellbound - roundly - good for sunshine
Cant help thinking
Singing the rule britannia
And this is where it grabs you
Theres method in the key of c
Toledos got to be the silver city
In this good country
Our song
It gives us a reason
Our song
That good remedy
Music has magic
That stuff of syncopation
Ever tried driving it to golden heights
Just simply jiving it
My mystification it got a
Jewel skies crazy spacing it
Hot sun - crowded - screams high voices
Singing speechless
Touching of the healing heart
So this is where we really start
Music is a shout of foregone conclusions
As long as music plays its part
Good good part
Our song
It gives us a reason
Our song
That good remedy
Music has magic
Its good clear syncopation
Treat it good
Treat it rightly
And if you get it flowing
The harmony is glowing
So get ready
So get ready
Dont go toledo toledo dont go
Music - good to you
Music - good to you
song performed by by Yes
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For Shrill The Piper Plays His Tune
When thoughts are idle wanderings
Words tumbled round and round
When feelings they turn inwardly
Still I hear the piper's sound.
When happiness is broken
And the Kings and Queens are gone
The piper's tune keeps playing
And I hear his victory song.
For even when awoken
From the sleepiness of time
There's a distant music playing
Heard clear within my mind
For shrill the piper plays his tune
That beckons every day
And when his tune is full played out
He carries us away.
No-one has seen this piper man
And no-one has seen him play
But we all can hear his mournfulness
And fear for what he'll say
No folds of fathered cornfields
And no breaking of the bread
The piper's tune keeps playing
With his words as yet unsaid.
For shrill the piper plays his tune
That beckons every day
And when his tune is full played out
He carries us away.
We can all hear if we but try
The piper's song so sweet
The musings and meanderings
Of souls lost whole complete
No piper plays before we're born
Before we touch the earth
The piper's tunes they all begin
From the moment of our birth.
For shrill the piper plays his tune
Like happiness disease'd
And all the notes that he plays out
Are our moments ill at ease.
Not one of us pays him to play
Nor gives him any score
For every note that he blows out
Is fully paid before
We entertain our wanderings
And confusion in the mind
For the piper's very soul turns out
To be both yours and mine.
For shrill the piper plays his tune
That beckons every day
And when his tune is full played out
He carries us away.
poem by David Keig
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African Sunrise
This song was first released on the dreamland express album. it is the only album it has been released on.
African sunrise, shine on a brand new day
African sunrise, show us a brand new way
Give us a brand new morning
Show us forever beginning to stand on our own
African sunrise, smile on my african home
In this hour of quiet contemplation
The stillness of the dawning calms my mind
I face the day with heartfelt exaltation
The light is both a promise and a sign
In the darkness we have lost the son of our sister
Though the beauty of his spirit lingers still
This was a child of love, a child of laughter
Who cannot understand the way I feel
Is it not the sun that gives the seasons
Is it not the sun that brings the rain
Our throats are choled with dust, but were still singing
Our song will not be silenced by the rain
All around the village I could hear the roosters crowing
There was a time it was like music to my ears
Now all I can hear is the sound of hungry babies crying
I pray for rain to wash away their tears
African sunrise, light of a brand new day
African sunrise, light of a brand new way
With one who will be our brother
And one who will be our partner and teach us to know
African sunrise, smile on my african home
African sunrise.....
African sunrise.....
Words and music by john denver
song performed by by John Denver
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Coffee!
Coffee beans all ground up,
Coffee in my favourite cup,
Coffee black, coffee white,
Coffee dark, coffee light,
Coffee right, to start the day,
Coffee at work, coffee at play,
Coffee midday, coffee at night,
Coffee to sober, coffee to excite,
Coffee weak, coffee strong,
But maybe instead some Lapsang Souchong! ! ! !
TEA! ! ! ! !
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Music
(m&l - grapow)
When I was a young boy
I had no aim
Neither experience
It wasnt a shame
Most of the time
It satisfied me
But one day I realised
Music is iike a rising sun
Times are now changing
And memory fades
I gaze at the photos
A look in the haze
You cannot imagine
How many friends Ive lost
Its much too late
For calling them back
Music is like sunrise for me
Its joyful like a trip in a time machine
Music is like sunrise for me
Its like comin home
I was always insecure
Sometimes I still am
But I made up my mind now
And look here I stand
I ask myself sometimes:
Is it all worth it?
To fly over mountains
Makes you fall down again
Music is like sunrise for me
Its joyful like a trip in a time machine
Music is like sunrise for me
Its like comin home
song performed by by Helloween
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Love Upon a Star
The bars are at its peak, pinnacle, throne-
My head perpendicular to my body,
slouching with this rugged chair-
Shuffle tune and tunes and-
Nonsense, I'm just thinking of you
I suppose these 'tunes' are-
well, there to distract myself from your beauty,
But by each note that has me humming,
I gaze past the frosty window,
Looking at your soul through a lyric-
With each beat of my heart,
that keeps a tempo with a mellow kick drum,
I can only imagine what you are doing in the distance-
Or what I can tell you with a lyric or my eyes,
For you are a star,
And I will gaze upon your elegance with this failure of a distraction-
Only to smile and wonder...
poem by Daniel Thomason
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What Is Music
What is music?
What is music?
Is music the languages that shoot out of my mouth and speak in silence?
Is music the moving of my lip according to my mind command?
What is music?
Music is the one two word that my mind put together in my mouth
Music is the airs that escape a snap of my violence teeth
Music is the wisdom sound my mind and mouth produce
Music is the combine sound that entertain my ear drum
What is music?
Music is a simple sound I verbalize to state my joyful soul
Music is the jingle that loosen my soul in time of desire
Music is the sounds that launch me to a free world
Music is the spirit that struggle in me
What is music?
Music is the sound I scream from my mouth to a free humanity
Music is a one two word I yell
Music is the lyric I cry to express my mental mind,
My beating heart
My jumping feet
My shouting soul
My sweating body
What is music?
Music is the rhythm of my voice, what is music? ?
poem by Robert Otim
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I'd take the syncopation and play swing, and then read the syncopation lines with my left hand.
Wonderful Rain
When pregnant dancing clouds
Release silver drops
The falling rain
Pours on our thirsty earth
Every one welcomes rain
By singing
How wonderful is the rain
Flowers smile by rain kiss
Trees feel fresh by rain touch
Every one plays a song
By singing
How beautiful is today
Birds sing every where
Rivers dance for joining nacres
And children follow
Dancing butterflies
How beautiful is this day.
poem by Rose Faghih
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I Must Be Dreaming
How can I pretend that I don't see
What you hide so carelessly?
I saw her bleed and you heard me breathe
And I froze inside myself and turned away
I must be dreaming
We all live, we all die
That does not begin to justify you
It's not what it seems
Not what you think
No, I must be dreaming
It's only in my mind
Not real life
No, I must be dreaming
Help me, though I've got to tell someone
Tell them what I know you've done
I fear you, but spoken fears can come true
We all live, we all die
That does not begin to justify you
It's not what it seems
Not what you think
No, I must be dreaming
It's only in my mind
Not real life
No, I must be dreaming (x2)
Not what you see
Not what you think
I must be dreaming
Just in my mind
Not real life
I must be dreaming
song performed by by Evanescence
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It's Music Time
It's Music Time - what shall I do?
It's Music Time today.
I haven't really thought it through
And it's Music Time today.
It doesn't have to last too long
This Music Time today.
We haven't finished our number work
We could miss Music Time today.
But Johnny and Jane will go berserk
If there's no Music Time today.
We could always sing that assembly song
At Music Time today.
I know they'll want to get the instruments out
At Music Time today.
But can I stand all that crashing about?
When it's Music Time today.
Maybe we could take turns to play?
At Music Time today.
And if there's too much noise we'll just put them away
At Music Time today.
poem by Karen Honnor
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Music Of The Night
In the night the music plays,
I lay alone in the covers hidden from the dark,
I do not turn I do not look, I listen to the music play,
The horror of reality has left its’ mark,
On my soul, on my mind,
I am alone in the truth, in the past.
I know what they have seen, as others are blind,
I know the cast,
Of their play, of their lives,
Yet I still lay here scared, weak,
It is on my knowing that they thrive,
So I am left, weak.
The music plays over the sounds, all their goodbyes
I do not hear them, yet I feel them,
I see their faces, their eyes,
I know they hold onto life by it’s hem,
Trying not to let go, to hold to life,
They hold onto me, my mind,
I am their source of life,
And so I lay, waiting for sleep,
I lay with the nightlights in their small light,
Yet still the darkness is so deep,
For this is the same every day, I fall asleep, to the music of the night.
~This is the truth, this is how I live, this is my night.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Good Morning
Good morning.
I bet you thought you'd catch me snoring?
I had to get up early with the sunrise today.
To show another side of me...
You had not seen me display my way!
Good morning.
I wont hear you say today I'm boring.
I wanted to see a surprise look in your eyes.
But you're giving me shock...
As if I am in some kind of disguise!
It's me!
No need to look for an exit to flee!
And I've prepare for you breakfast, toast...
With your choice of coffee or tea!
Scrambled eggs just the way you like them too.
But baby don't look at me...
As if I'm trying to poison you!
Good morning!
I am glad to show an appreciation,
For you that's finally dawning!
Good morning!
Baby, I'm okay!
Sweetheart get off your knees like that...
There's no reason for you to take this time to pray!
Unless you're feeling blessed,
In the same way I discovered myself today?
Good morning!
And I'm going to do...
All those things I promised I would for you!
Good morning.
Yes, it is me!
The 'me' you thought I forgot you knew!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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