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Wild, Wild Sea
Ocean gonna come in your body
Ocean gonna come in your soul;
Ocean gonna whirl up your mind, yah
Ocean comin' over you whole.
Wash through your fingers
Down to your toes
Ocean gonna come a mighty roll.
Fallin' down, down to the ground;
Feel the spirit movin' like the water swirlin' 'round
Ain't no lovin' mystery;
It's the music of the wild wild sea.
People try to tell you you're wrong;
People try to say you're no good;
People not remembering their own story,
People never knowing their own blood.
Twistin' and turnin'
Freezin' and burnin'
Fallin' from the place where they stood.
Painin' times; gotta let'em go;
Feel the spirit fill you;
Feel the spirit grow.
When your body sees the light,
Then you're gonna be alright.
Lightnin' gonna fly from your eyeballs;
Thunder gonna roar from your throat;
Power gonna come over wailin'
Power gonna rock this here boat.
Now come a rumblin' like you never heard;
Power gonna sound a new note!
Ain't no way, in this whole livin' place,
People gonna dam(n) your life - make a disgrace,
When you know the mystery,
And you're singin' like the wild wild sea.
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Petit Mal
Under the planets' careful turn, dance in the cool, wet flowers;
Spinning your fearful heart to learn the wisdom of eons' hours.
I wanna smash myself against you like the waves against a rock,
Or flutter like a foetal heart; a silent bird, to talk.
To wake you in the dead of night, with moonlight's pulsing thought,
To penetrate and touch your core with music loud and fraught.
Under the planets', careful turn, dance in the cool, wet flowers;
Spinning your fearful heart to learn the wisdom of eons' hours.
I wanna wrap myself around you like the ocean's velvet moss,
And dance with every rolling surge, with every leaping toss;
Or settle in a curling frond, in stillness dark and deep,
To sway with every sighing breath you murmur in your sleep.
Flying through the heavens; orbiting in time;
Glancing eyes hypnotize, altering direction;
What we do, painting the same fiction,
Nothing new, only the rising sun.
I wanna stand inside the mute space of synaptic me and you,
And see our landscapes' unknown face when lightning flashes through;
I spite of dangers from the past, I'll foolishly remain
To dance in yielding blindness, and to follow love again.
Under the planets', careful turn, dance in the cool, wet flowers;
Spinning your fearful heart to learn the wisdom of eons' hours.
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Love Solo
How I wish that I could see you now;
How I wish that I could love you, I could love you.
I want to always have you here beside me;
I want to always have your face delight me here, love,
In the endless moment of the sweet and perfect wine,
Yes, the dark and and perfect wine
Of love.
When I first saw how my heart could sing;
Nothing stopped me, I knew I could make the world ring;
Your touch could kindle fires of burning passion;
Your look could make me dream with wild imagination
And crazy excitation; you let me fly,
And then led me slowly back
To love.
And so I wonder where you are
What has happened to take you far away;
Was I in love with just a dream?
Or was it just a way....
To light my own travel into space; flying solo, trying hard to find my own
place?
Listening, to hear the music that will take me;
Notes recreating how you used to make me feel love.
Will I ever hear your gentle, lilting voice again?
Will I make it on my own,
Oh love.
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Bloomin' Blues
Blue is the colour of the big wide sky;
Earth blooms and I'm singin' 'cause I feel so high;
Flowers are turnin' their faces up to the warmin' sun;
People are pickin' their paces up, like they want to run'
The whole world's buzzin', I hear at least a dozen
Birds in song.
Green is the grass that's pushin' through the ground;
Spring air makes me dizzy like I'm spun around.
Now I remember how much I love this place,
Feelin' that magical touch, I forget the race.
The breeze's soft voice tells me just rejoice
Before it's gone.
'Cause it's not gonna last, if we don't take some care;
We've been crazy in the past; like kids on a dare.
We've gotta tend, we've gotta mend this garden
That we've wronged.
Gold light all around me at the end of day;
Pink streaks in the sunset make me wanna pray.
Nothing is ever for free in this busy world;
But here is a gift we can see, like grace unfurled.
This good old earth can bring peace and rebirth
To everyone.
We'll end the danger, if we all can change
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