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Category: Music
The Illusion
Same song, different day
Carnival is still in play
Donald Trump and Theresa May
Shit and sawdust strewn our wayEver apt it seems
Below are the words I wrote to one of Johnny’s amazing tunes. It’s called, ‘The Illusion’.
It made me think of the circus (which I hate). And politics. And we, the people. This world of ours.
I hope you enjoy the results of this particular collaboration.
Some people may be offended by some of the images. What can I say? I’m offended by them too.
Here is the circus, here is the street,
Ringmaster has found the beat,
Try to keep up with his song,
Try to march in time along.
This is the game we all play,
Carnival is now the way,
Jugglers, clowns perform, we pay,
Sideshow stalls have won the day.
See, look, the Big Top, there go the lions,
Whipped to submit, they stride in time,
Prancing ponies do their thing,
All well-trained for circus ring.
Fire-eaters and trapeze acts,
Contortionists, acrobats,
Bearded lady…
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Rich Man, Poor Man, Beggar Man, Thief
I’m here for my appointment, said the beggar to the thief
You robbed me blind and now I’d like some back
Oh, no, dear sir, you err, of course, I merely speculated
I lost I know and that’s the shameless fact
Then why are you still loaded while I am on the street
I thought I baled you out and now own you
Ahem, you know it’s complicated, not as clear as that
More like we were broken, you the glue
So let me get this clear, I have need to understand
I salvaged loss, in fact I saved your butt
No need to get shirty, lad, we’re all in this together
We made the mess, we’ll sort it but it’s going to hurt
I’m struggling here to get you, can’t we plainly speak
You’re rich, I’m poor although I own your ass
Well that’s one way of seeing it but where’s your corporate soul
Some ache upon us all, the pain will pass
So where’s your ache exactly, your penury, your pain
How many hungry, homeless bankers do you know
We lost our independence! Our right to play roulette!
Pfft! Our bonuses are checked and par below!
I’m sorry sir, apologies, then how about a loan
I’ll pay you back with interest from my shares
Well that would be quite reasonable but you’re too much of a risk
The exit to the queue is over there
You’re dissing me? You rascal! You rogue! You scallywag!
A thief you are, no honour in your tribe
Security! Begone with him, this customer’s quite mad!
I’ve work to do and stolen swag to hide…..
…Ah, the pains of being a robber with the governments on side
The chores, the laundry, tasks we must surmount
The little folks don’t understand the daily grind endured
Ka-ching! Ka-ching! Incoming! Let me at it! Dosh to count!
‘Don’t cry…my brothers
Don’t cry…my sisters….
Don’t cry….don’t cry…
Don’t cry….don’t cry
These tears won’t change the situation’
After Valentine’s Day
Lisa’s post, https://undergroundenergy.wordpress.com/2016/02/12/what-the-hell-walmart/?c=15176#comment-15176, finished with the sentence, ‘Love me the day after Valentine’s Day’. It rang true to me and sounded like the title of a song. My attempt at some lyrics is below. I do, however, still accept chocolate at any point in the year. And flowers are always welcome too. 😉
Don’t need your bouquets
Your silk-ribboned boxes
Don’t need your love for one day
Don’t want your chocolates
Your presents and whatnots
Need love after Valentine’s Day
Don’t want attention
Because someone mentions
Cupid and hearts or harp strings
Can’t see the point of
Being nudged to fulfil love
Never needed such things
Don’t bring me roses
Or cards with trite prose
Who needs romance for a day
Heartbeats and flowers
For twenty-four hours
No one should live quite that way
Empty of promise
If we’re being honest
Love that lives for one day
Needs renewed, redefined
For although cards are fine
Who can hear what they say
I need a voice near
A daily small voice near
That loves ’til the end of all time
Keep your midwinter candy
Although sweet is dandy
I need a love less refined
A man for all seasons
Who doesn’t need reasons
But loves me because it’s today
Each day of the year
Ev’ry day holds me near
Come whatever life may
Bring me yourself love
Who needs the white doves
I need a man who will say
I want you today and
I’ll need you tomorrow
I’ll love you after Valentine’s Day
Panic! At The Disco
Seamless join, do you think?!
I only came across this group tonight via Daniel’s latest post, https://danielswearingen.wordpress.com/2016/02/05/tehillim-hallelujah-150-2/. I really like the special effects on the one that’s there and on the second one up yonder ^^^. Off to another disco. Roasting the hell out of Youtube tonight. 😉
How We’ve Danced
These are lyrics to a tune that popped into my head on the way to work this morning. Can’t get it out of my brain now. And I’m wondering if it’s even my own tune. Ever do that? I have another one that my kids think belongs to some Disney movie but have no idea which. I think they’re havering but I can’t be sure because it feels familiar to me after singing it so many times. If I wake up humming it again, it’s mine.
What happened to the music while we danced
While we danced
What happened to the music while we danced
What happened to the graceful glide
The simple moves we didn’t hide
What happened to the music while we danced
What became of breathing while we danced
While we danced
What became of breathing while we danced
Where the fields of open doors
The honesty of earthen floors
What became of breathing while we danced
Wherever did we go while we danced
While we danced
Wherever did we go while we danced
Disappeared like so much rain
Forgotten drops, fragmented pain
Wherever did we go while we danced
Shall we dance again in that old style, in a while
Shall we dance again in that old style
Elegant and erudite, embrace once more by kinder light
Shall we dance again in a while
What happened to that world where we danced
While we danced
What happened to that world where we danced
A simpler ball inside no walls
One sky protecting one and all
What happened to that world after we danced
Oh, what happened to our world, how we’ve danced
Fuck Barriers – Flight or Fight
Cold Fence by Thomas & Dianne Jones CC BY 2.0
the other side of barbed
holds new horizons
but tangled undergrowth
and fenceposts bar the way
stout boots, stout hearts,
a motorcycle
no fucker’s gonna block us
come what may
Written for Mindlovemiserysmenagerie Photo Challenge #94
May Wishes All Come True
May the world bestow you clothing
when your tree is leafless, bare
May you always have a flint for light
to guide from here to there
May hunger be assuaged for you
whatever be its form
And may love and friends be always true
their comfort ever borne
May you give to others gladly
with a heart that’s open, full
May fairness, justice be your way
and mercy be the rule
May others give you gifts from life
may you do, in return
May wisdom be your seeing eye
and may we always learn
Wishes for myself I give
and share them here with you
May all I wish for me be yours
and may wishes all come true.
I sang this song at my eldest brother’s wedding many moons ago. Unfortunately, the marriage didn’t last. That’s life. Doesn’t mean we shouldn’t keep right on trying though, eh? How wishes come true.
Lucy’s Light
Johnny and I have been working together again on a new song. I hope you like it. Merry Christmas everyone!
I’ll shatter the dark for you,
Paint your world with colours, you’ll see
Saffron, crimsons and blues,
Only my light can imbue
Treasures I hold for you,
Galaxies far, we’ll go seeking new stars,
I’ll open it all up to you.
Shimmer on oceans and shores,
All of this and much more,
Vision and sight, I will give you my life,
With me all this is in store.
Rainbows I’ll paint for your taste,
No light of mine will I waste,
Travel with me, hold on tight,
We’ll journey out into space.
Secrets shared for your grace,
Hold on while I lead the chase,
Nothing comes closer than Lucy at light speed,
I’ll keep you close by in my race,
Moons I’ll bathe with my dust,
All of this when you trust,
Radiant light, I will give you my sight,
If you’ll give me shelter and love.
Comfort when we’re side by side,
No need for our love to hide,
We’ll be united if you’re quite decided,
Night and day, we’ll abide.
I’ll shatter the dark for you,
Paint your world sky blue,
Give my light for the sights of your life,
With me you’ll see that it’s true,
Secrets we hide in space
Revealed when we’re in the race,
Hold on tight for the ride of your life,
Night and day now embraced.
Lucy is here by your side,
Come quickly, you must decide,
Look for me near, I am always right here,
Get ready for the ride of your life.
Trogs and Love and Sainted Graves, Man
Fingal, Fillan, Ninian
Bless the caves but query spin
Mull and May and Isle of Man
From peaks, the sev’n kingdoms spanned
Staffa, Whithorn, Pittenweem
Rustic temples, Atlantis seen
Continents and cradles rocked
Uncivilised, the Troggs in shock
Athens, Georgia, REM
Please release the song again
Marti Pellow, rock and roll
Jefferson, Gracie, save our souls
Intolerable acts, from gauntlet, glove
Candida Casa, church of love
Ass’s jawbone, guns and hype
Media and talking tripe
Echoes from the caverns, keeps
Hand that rocks must never sleep
Ancient empires, Greece and Rome
Egypt, Britain, game of thrones
Democratia, languished, cursed
Hidden idol needing nursed
Legends, myths and music scene
Spin and discs, the science between
Troglodytes’ and sainted graves
Evolve, revolve, arise from caves
Music nurture, love and peace
Inter the caveman, war surcease
Flower power, children of light
Ffs, man! You know it’s right
