Wednesday, March 9, 2022
Those Hours by Integr8d Soul
We've got to put in those hours
We’ve got to put in those hours, those hours those hours
so we can save what’s ours, all ours, all ours
Time that we work so hard, so they can build those towers
But I still love you, this dream is ours, all ours
You know the way I fell, the way I feel, touch you for hours
Here are we, day before, our first kiss
Came unexpectedly, under a sign you won’t miss
You’re beautiful, looking up for it, angel, I’ll take you above
It’s my joy to be good to you, someone is falling in love
All of the sacrifice, transcendence has never been cheap
though it’s free- all the beans and rice- here’s my hand, together we’ll leap
We’ve got to put in those hours, those hours those hours
so we can save what’s ours, all ours, all ours
Time that we work so hard, so they can build those towers
But I still love you, this dream is ours, all ours
You know the way I fell, the way I feel, touch you for hours
Coffee and love, midnights we’ll have sometimes
Journey with you, this and other worlds, map it with magic rhymes
Just became friends, laughing at me, becoming one, effortlessly
Mornings we must rise, for this world to share
I gaze and tickle you, while I stroke your hair
We’ve got to put in those hours, those hours those hours
so we can save what’s ours, all ours, all ours
Time that we work so hard, yes they can build those towers
But I still love you, this dream is ours, all ours
You know the way I fell, the way I feel, touch you for hours
2/1/22 Lue
Tuesday, March 8, 2022
I am a star, once more: Something Not Quite There (live)
Powerless and Helpless, I am made to feel
like a child in the dark of night
whirling, spinning, cycle of fear
Why remove me from security,
turning angrily, towards some unknown
always hoping to find
that which is out my back door
I catch a fleeting glimpse of something not quite there
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Thursday, March 3, 2022
Night Whorl - a country night sky duet
This one goes back to our undergrad days, so it was really sang by bonfires out in Sweet, the forest containing The Dome, near Tuscaloosa, Alabama.
The Evening sky is all we know
Never did you wonder: where did a star go?
Beneath the anger of never giving in
at once, is beautiful, where two or three would send
Oh! Feel the Night Whorl Carrying a cricket's song to a sky without end
Angels building angles at piling fractal speed making sense to intelligence knowing when is growing tense
The edge of nothing touches nothing anyway keep all my secrets in your maiden head we will seek the surface, climbing high with possibility until the crashing tempest brings love inside us, again and again and again
Oh! Feel the Night Whorl Carrying a cricket's song to a sky without end
Angels building angles at piling fractal speed making sense to intelligence knowing when is growing tense
The edge of nothing touches nothing anyway keep all my secrets in your maiden head we will seek the surface, climbing high with possibility until the crashing tempest brings love inside us, again and again and again
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