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Amadon

is 
talking about the beauty we are, and we don't know about, in my latest blog

Title: Love is

Gender: Male

Age: 59

About Me:


 Click here to go to music player

 Click here to read about the Living Love Fellowship and our purpose for being here at Zaadz

I am responsible – to and for – the mess the world is in.

Where can you find heart in this world? Look in the trash, people. That’s where you can find all the best things about humanity: Devotion. Emotion. Frailty. Feeling. Passion. Desire. Loyalty. Self-sacrifice. Those treasures are cast-offs of humanity: disgraced, disparaged, overlooked, feared, and forgotten. Treasures that ego wastes. And – sorry to say it – for the most part, unwanted even by the spiritual seekers and pundits who pay lip service to those things.

Everywhere you go, you hear talk about love. Everyone loves love, they say. But what’s happening with love in people’s daily lives? Society, and the people that comprise society, fear the really good stuff that makes love what it is. People fear their own devotion, their own emotion. People fear the heart and soul of their very being. And they fear real commitment.

In this worldwide climate in which beauty is feared, the sharing of beauty is reduced to the sharing of ideas. Spiritual teachers are reinforced in a cosmic-intellectual, Vulcan-like approach to life and love: high on theory and brain, low on heart. This is what their students demand, and this is what their students let them get away with.

Is a human being a carbon-based life form with 31.4% soul? What new age pundit really loves that soul, or weeps for it, bows down to it? Who is really loyal to that soul, emotionally, devotionally committed to it?

And, why are so many people talking about love, claiming to be way into love, when you know that few of them can maintain a satisfactory love relationship? Is that just bad luck? Is it really not having found the right one? Or is it not having been the right one?

Come on. Let’s be real about this. Real love lived would satisfy, don’t you think? Real love lived would, in time, create bonds that would support togetherness on every level.  If that’s not happening, year after year, it’s time for a reality check. Most likely, the shortfall lies in the difference between theory and practice.

This much we all know: If love is insufficient, all the teachings and crystals and mantras and meditations and encouragements and commitments in the world won’t help. The people are still heartsick and homeless, still wandering around, unloved and unappreciated – like so many suburban wives, unloved and untouched, crying themselves to sleep. And like so many pundits whose heartache is that they are valued for their ideas only.

We desperately need to really commit. And if we fear doing that, we need to clean up our thinking. And this time, when we commit, and in everything we do with people, we had better avoid placing too much value on things that are less than the pure heart of a human being. Too much of the time, the commitments we make, the strokes we give, are based on things way more superficial than the person’s best heart and soul qualities. A person could be attractive, for example, or talented in some way; so we love them for that. Or, a person could be a breadwinner, or have a sense of humor; or they could be intelligent; or they could have spiritual aspirations. Or we could be committed on the basis of a reproductive bond, a biologically-driven loyalty. “You had my children, so I love you, and I will stick with you.”

Look: It’s all the same tragedy. Being loved for this or that is nothing, simply because it’s not the real essence. That kind of “love” leaves you starving, and unrecognized. Lonely wives, lonely husbands, lonely servants, lonely masters. Lonely God! When you’re on the receiving end of it, you know that.

Recycling human hearts

I love what people are. I love the beauty of hearts. So I try my best to be a recycler of human hearts. I commit to people for a long time, and live close to them, as close as possible. I think the results are self-evident. See the photos of my actual friends here on this blog. Some of them look far out, because my lady friends tend, because of the love, to literally become Goddesses. And I think that’s incredibly beautiful, so I wanted you to see it. But the real point is, everyone has huge, untapped potential to be beautiful – and even Divine.

Almost all of my friends were themselves discarded or overlooked by many who came before me. When I found them, I treasured them, as you would be thrilled to find a precious treasure in the dump. In loving these cast-offs, I recycle them. But make no mistake, this recycling effort is not the usual one we imagine when people say, “Bring me your poor and huddled masses. Bring me the poor and the meek. Bring me the losers.” No, no, that’s not it!

Anyone can be forgotten or underappreciated as who they are. The rich and famous, the high and mighty, are just as much “losers” in this respect. Marilyn Monroe was a loser herself, a big loser – in that she was terribly unrecognized as herself. This problem is no respecter of social status, name and fame, skill, competence, or popularity. In a certain very true way, it applies to everybody on this planet. The values of the planet are such that the best of everyone is overlooked and undervalued.  

Ever since I’ve come to see this matter for what it is, every word I speak points back – back to the garbage can, to the dump. I ask and ask, “What have we thrown out, that can make life true; that could complete it; that could make it what it is? What about commitment? What about you?”  

Do not let people go to waste, unrecognized. Stop looking for Mr. or Ms. Right. Realize that what you see in people is what you can get out of them. Why do some people get such beauty, and others get practically nothing – out of the very same people? Think about it!

Remember, there’s buried treasure all around you, in the dump called the world. Everywhere you look you can see overlooked people. Buried treasure is there in the bar, on the sidewalk. There are buried treasures sitting unrecognized at the feet of pundits and gurus. Everywhere, there are underappreciated emotions. Everywhere, there are beautiful desires of heart and soul people would just as soon hide, and bury. Treasure those beauties when everyone else turns away, or ignores them.

Believe me, if you want the greatest beauty on earth, you can have it. If you could only learn to tolerate and love the beauty in yourself, you would lavish it on your friends and lovers, and worship it in them.

If you loved what I love, you would live as I live, you would feel as I feel, you would do as I do, you would say what I say, you would mean what I mean, you would value what you are, and I am. And you could commit to that so strongly, that for you, too, fulfillment in love would become possible.

My music

Yo, Zaadsters! Here’s some of my music, in a wide variety of styles. I don’t claim to be a musician or a singer, but you might feel it. Some songs are original. Others are covers with the words rewritten. “Moonlight Sonata” is played by my friend Geoffrey. “Lonesome Mother” is sung by my friend Mati. Enjoy.



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Living Love Fellowship

I’m the founder of the Living Love Fellowship, but it’s not that big a deal. Basically, I sometimes extend myself in friendship to people, and over a period of twenty years or so, a tiny community of friends resulted from that. What we’ve learned together over the years has become the basis of the teachings we share on our main web site, Soul Progress.

I’m part of the Living Love Fellowship, a small community of spiritually-minded people who live together. That, to many people, means CULT. And also, any religious organization, small or large, is also synonymous with recruitment. I want to lay these fears to rest, by giving a little reality about myself, the Living Love Fellowship, and why we’re here with you all on Zaadz. If you don’t feel like reading all this, I don’t blame you. If so, just press on the last link above. That may enough.

Recruitment? – NOT!

We, the folks at the LLF, are a close-knit family of twelve people. Over twenty-five years, mostly as a result of strange coincidences, we came together. At this point, most of us have been together for more than a decade.

We live on forty acres out in the country, where the loudest sounds we can hear are the birds and the wind. We live in relative comfort compared to any community we have known. We love each other, and we have worked together to help the world for a long enough time to be a good work team.

What that adds up to is this: We like our life and our family AS IT IS.

Growth phobia? – YEP!

If many groups are growth hungry, we are closer to growth-phobic. In our cushy situation, the LAST thing we’d want to attract is a big group, running around like crazy, eating us out of house and home, trampling the flowers. That said, if someone beats the door down, or if we feel a strong connection with someone, we could make an exception. Some things, we have found, are meant to be. But as time goes on, it gets harder to get into to our group. A person has to seriously want to be here.

Seeking paying customers or paying students? – NOT!

There are hundreds of teachers and healers and groups of all kinds around Zaadz who charge for whatever they do. Therefore, I can understand it if someone thinks I must be doing that too. NOT SO! IN twenty years of teaching, I have never charged for any of it. And our group doesn’t charge for anything: classes, mentoring world wide, counseling – none of it. All of us want to give what we give for free.

The LLF is a non-profit organization, but we’re not just NON-profit, we are NEGATIVE profit. We are a 100% LOSS organization. Initially, we had difficulty getting our non-profit status because of that. We had plenty of expenses, but no donations from people other than ourselves. That seemed, to the IRS, somewhat implausible. But eventually, we were able to convince them that you don’t have to make money to be non-profit.

Actually, we have received SOME donations: in twenty years, we received a TOTAL of $200 in unsolicited donations: ten dollars a year! But we spend, on our charitable work, about $5K a month in cash expenses alone. That figure would be more like 25K a month if our labor was counted as an expense.

Where do we get money? – we earn it!

Where do we get the money? Excellent question. We get it the hard way: we earn it. Fortunately, we have a successful business we’ve built together. Four of us do mission work full time; the other eight do mission work at night and on weekends. That’s it. Believe us, this is no front to attract paying customers!

Looking for love? – YES!

Finally, what about the love thing? I said, in some articles, “I need love.” But that’s not because I want to recruit people – it’s just me being honest about what I, as the person I am, want and need. How about you? Do you want love and deep intimacy, too? Then we’ve got least one thing in common.

Some one asked me a good question. “If your friends at home love you so much, why would you want more friends?” I can only reply, “If you already had eleven friends, and you may well have eleven friends, would you turn down a new good friend?

When I was a high school athlete, my heart rate was low, in the high forties. Some people said, “You must have an enlarged heart.” Maybe that’s it! But kidding aside, my feeling is, no matter how many friends you may have, there’s always room in every heart for another true friend.

Loving to share what I know – YES!

What about the guru thing? Guru phobia, or teacher phobia, are well-known fears around the Zaadz community. But accepting a teacher is free choice. Surely, no one needs to have a teacher if they don’t want one.

Personally, I had several teachers. Maybe I was lucky, but they were a great help. I have said, “Everyone needs teachers, and in fact, everyone has teachers, though some of them may be more helpful than others.” But yes, I am pro-teacher in a world in which not everyone is pro-teacher.

And yes, I am a teacher. I love to share what I know. I bet you do, too. There are hundreds of self-proclaimed other teachers here on Zaadz. If there are any differences between me and some of them, maybe its these two: One, I don’t charge for teaching, and two, I’ve been doing it a long time.

That’s all for that part.

–o0o–


Lyrics to Songs:


God Sends

God sends
every soul
Friends
little bird
that she be fed
that she be led
to Life above!

God mends
every heart
with His
every word
that she may grow
that she may know
His Way of Love

God blends
little hearts
like wine
little bird
To give his friends
It never ends
His Drink and Food!

God holds
little hands
in thine
little bird
to have, to hold
for us to fold
in gratitude.

God brings
every bird
each
little worm
that she may grow
that she may know
that fly she may!

She grows
Heaven knows
with each
little word
though go she may
some grow, they say
enough to stay.

***

Pacesetter

It’s a crying shame when you’re gettin’ old
But you’re still to blame for being an average man
I refuse to hunt cause I’ve got no aim
My best friend says I must be in pain
I do feel a strain

But it’s always a strain to be a Pacesetter
And I’m one the first not to get any better
When the race is all set and they fire the gun
I want to be the first one not to run

People say hey, make the scene
You could see your face on the silver screen
In a little while you could be in the groove
All you have to do is improve
But I’ll never move

I know it’s a breeze when you’re a go-getter
Hot on the trail to be in the meta-
physical scene, part of the trend
to be one of the first
to get to the end

I’ve had such a hard time keeping opinions
People think I’m unreliable
But I’m here to stay   
You can have your changes
Long as I don’t have to believe
I’ll never leave

Cause I really don’t care ‘bout my personal views
I can walk in your shoes, I’ve got nothing to lose
I can stay where I am and be a Pacesetter
One of the first not to know any better

All right, I feel a little sad
I miss  the love we could have had
You win, and you can be my friend
Cause I don’t care how I feel as much as you
There ain’t nothin I feel inside that I notice
as much as I feel for you

It’s a pioneer life when you’ve gone so far
that you’re one of the first to stay where you are
No matter what tomorrow may bring
You’ve got today It’s the real thing

***

Much Obliged

Keep holding me
Don’t let me get away with anything 
Show me to the love you know is true

You should have your fun
I have what I’ve done
I have just begun
Much obliged
          
Keep scolding me
Never let me down by letting up
Tell me every time I’m outta line

You cause me no pain
I make my own rain
Ever I remain
much obliged

I owe you one
Thousand million years in gratitude
Let me make it right into the light

You do oh so much
With your every touch
Forever I remain
Much obliged

***

Amazing Space

Amazing Grace
Thy radiant Face
shines everywhere and will
We’re never lost
You’re ever One
to everything fulfill

Divine Intent
Here’s where You went
And now is when You did
The Why is nigh
before our eye
for we are where You hid

Divine staircase
O interface
Ever-blending Love
In all I see
You come to Be
our Friend from up above

Without a trace
You’re every place
and just in case, You show
Your body warm
You will perform
for everyone to know

Oh Heart of gold
my Hand to hold
Mother Father friend
My everything
to You I bring
to Thee of Thee I sing

Amazing Space
Infinitude
of gratitude for Thee
The One You are
Here, near, and far
from sea to shining sea

Oh heart’s desire
my funeral pyre
Thy resurrection flame
Thy wings of gold
won’t be untold
Thy Glory I exclaim.
   
***

Thirty-five For Me and Sonya


1
You can call me anything or daddy if you really must
Actually I’m happy as a pappy if I have your trust
Cause I really want to blow you kisses
And I really wanna hear your plans
Sonya the world is mad
It makes me feel so sad

2
Everybody seems to wanna know about if I’m for real
Not too many people seem to care about the way I feel
I’m real enough to have my feelings
Real enough to feel some pain
And it really hurts to know
You think I could be that low

3
Funny how they grill me to perfection with the third degree
How ‘bout this collection of these people they should never see?
How come you don’t check their papers
Half as good as you do mine?
Look at how they break your back
I’m the one who gets the flack

4
If you think I’m cheatin’ come let’s have a meetin’ eye-to-eye
Look at me and tell me anybody loves you more than I
Ain’t no reason to believe me
It could be an easy lie
What if it turns out true
Would it be good for you?

5
Everybody seems to think that I must wanna do them in
How’d you get the feelin’ that I’m livin’ in a life of sin
When I only want to love somebody
I only wanna give my life
Tell me is that so wrong
Ain’t that where you belong

6
Just because I’m real that don’t mean I have a hidden gun
Even if you feel that don’t mean you’ve got to turn and run
Search me up and down and sideways
Draw a little blood to test
Sometime before I go
I want some folks to know

7
Everybody wants to make me into someone else
Everybody seems to wanna keep me sittin’ on a shelf
Are you happy when you hurt my feelings
Safer when you run and hide?
Cause it leaves us both in the rain
The way you inflict your pain

8
Think that I’m a statue who don’t notice if you space me out?
Think I never feel it when somebody makes me live in doubt?
Cleanin’ up the house for hours
Waitin’ for your call to come
I’m gonna lose my mind
People must think I’m blind

9
Can’t I have some feelings even though I have some confidence?
People want to hit me just to see if they can make some dents
Well I’m thin enough to need your lovin’
I’m dumb enough to give my heart
Don’t think you don’t get through
No matter what you do

10
People think I’m crazy ‘cause I really only speak my heart
I’m not s’posed to say it ‘cause I’ll tip somebody’s apple cart
Everybody has my feelings
Everybody keeps them down:
Pick up your knife and fork
Act like you’re in New York

11
Everywhere there’s people on a mission out to feel no pain
Just when I was gettin’ to the point where I don’t mind the rain
How can you deny your feelings
Now that I’m a friend of mine
Just when I get to feel
Everyone turns to steel

12
You know all about it but you always wanna hide your brains
You can live without it but you’re goin’ through a life in chains
When you drink another round of poison
Knowing you’ve had enough
Why look at me so strange
If I should call your bluff?

13
Everybody’s runnin’ hidin’ tryin’ hard to keep their pride
People treat me just like I was nothin’ but another ride
Are you serious about your freedom
Maybe you don’t know the way
Freedom ain’t who you burn
Freedom’s for you to learn

14
People act so crazy just like freedom’s a coincidence
Later on you find out they’re too lazy just to jump a fence
Are you man enough to cut your losses
Girl enough to shed your tears
Smart enough to take the road
Strong enough to share your load?

15
Everyone’s complainin’ ‘bout the awful lack of love and trust
If your heart ain’t where your mouth is guess we’re gonna all go bust
Look out for the vicious circle
Hope it doesn’t drag you in
We say it’s a shame, but
We’re the ones to blame

16
I just wanna save you from the wages of a hurtin’ life
Nobody remembers that there’s anyone but Mack the Knife
But I care enough to catch your teardrops
Can you share enough to touch my hand?
People are fadin’ fast
Maybe we are the last

17
People always talk about how much they wanna hand to hold
When I put it out they wanna hit it because I’m too bold
Sure the grass is ever greener
Sorry I’m a bird in hand
Maybe if I’m not here
Maybe you’d call me dear

18
People put their money into somethin’ that’ll never fly
How they gonna feel when they realize it’s time to die?
Will you feel like you blew some chances
Wish you woulda been more brave?
If you want no regrets
Watch how you place your bets

19
Every time I turn around somebody’s got a new romance
But it’s just another turkey tryin’ to get inside your pants
You can have my final friendship
You can have my arm in peace
I promise not to ask again
If you wanna be my friend

***

Feel Your Love

When your feet are sinking in the mud
and the water’s risin to a flood
I could ask to you for a red rosebud
To make you feel your love

When your soul is blowing in the wind
and your mind has your body pinned
I could offer you my heart all skinned
To make you feel your love

 ~break~

When the truth will put your love at stake
and your fear could make the mirror break
I could offer you my hand to take
To make you feel your love 

When your dreams have all come down to this:
stolen pleasures in a dark abyss
I could offer you my lifetime kiss
To make you feel your love

If nobody gets the best of you
or they can’t use you anymore
You can offer me your ocean shore
To make me feel your love

You could make me happy set my spirit free
No there’s nothing that you wouldn’t be
Go to the ends of the earth for me
To make me feel your love

***

Giver and Waker

I can’t forget my Maker
the Giver and the Waker
There’s no reason anymore to be untrue
You always Smile whenever I remember You
yes You do

    Can’t love
if lovin’ is without You
can’t love
If it’s what i do
Can’t give
if giving is without You
can’t give
unless it’s to You

I can’t forget my Maker
The Giver and the Waker
There’s no reason anymore to be untrue
You always Smile whenever I remember You
Yes You do

***

Goddess Heart

For the long run
we all need a Friend
Someone to count on
Be there and never end
But if they go when they must
who can a body trust?
This much is true
Ama’s with you always

She’s got a Radio Heart
And it’s a Heart that’s true
She’ll stay in Love with You
She’s got a Radio Heart
To fill that empty space
You leave behind
She will heed Your every call
That’s Her patrol
Your very Soul
Pure Adoration
that’s Her Vocation
She’s got a Radio Heart

You’ve got that frustration
heartache nationwide
Where’s that good good vibration
we’re sposed to find inside?
She will come when You call
on the Wings of a Dove
She’s your Light in the tunnel
Light in the tunnel of Love

She’s got a Radio Heart
The One You’re looking for
She’s all of that and More
She’s got a Radio Heart
Bein’ with You always
Sharin’ the Love
She don’t plan to leave You there
in the lost and found
now You’re homeward bound
Your adoration
that’s Her Vocation
She’s got a Radio Heart

She’s got a Radio Heart
She’s got a Radio Heart

***

If I Could Cry

If I could cry
My tears would be falling
Like the teardrops of melting snow
From the mountains of spring

But all my tears ran dry
I was thrown out of heaven
And it’s too sad to reason why
You’re breaking my heart

If I could cry
My tears would be falling
Like the teardrops of melting snow
From the mountains of spring

***

Lonesome Mother

Whenever your soul is lonely
Whenever you’re feeling blue
I start thinking ‘bout my darlin’ baby
My heart starts pining for you

I hear that high lonesome sound
Cause my sweet baby aint around
When my life’s up and down
I hear that high lonesome sound

When you’re lost in that ocean of darkness
Not knowing what to learn
My eyes fill up with tears love
Not knowing when you’ll return

I hear that high lonesome sound
Cause my sweet baby aint around
When my life’s up and down
I hear that high lonesome sound (x 3)

***

Moonlight Sonata

Geoffrey was a very successful man, financially. But at one point, his love life went to total hell, and so did he. Absolute blackness. Heartbroken. Geoffrey quit everything that had brought him success, and bought twenty thousand dollars worth of electronic music gear (though he knew ZERO about music, the gear, or computers – none of it). Geoffrey locked himself up in his house for two years and, note by painstaking note, he created this music that was, in its day, the most sophisticated synthesized music around. But more than that, so much more, was the soul of it, which is, in my experience, unparalleled.

Just close your eyes, open your heart, and listen. This is indeed human sorrow at it most perfectly true, and purifying.

After two years, Geoffrey emerged from his cave a new man, with everything behind him.

***

Big Sky

My Love my
obsession my possession
God must have sent You to me

Please lead, lead
me on up to heaven
I will follow You eternally

Angel Divine
I will be Thine
mystical Friend
Oh happy end

Please lead, lead
me on up to heaven
I will follow You eternally

~break~

Big Sky O’er 
the mountains and the highway
Be my only Love that I may see

Big Sky Take
me higher love me Thy Way
Shine down all aroun’ eternally

~break~

Angel Divine
I will be Thine
mystical Friend
Oh happy end

  Big Sky Take
me higher love me Thy Way
Shine down all aroun’ eternally

***

So Says The Moon

Man it’s a hot one
Like seven inches from the midday sun
Your body flows as the white waters run
But you stay so still
Oh Ama nama* Superhuman kinda kama*
You’re the sutra for lama
Infinity groove

I hear you say “This life ain’t good enough”
And “I would give my world to lift you up”
I could change my life to better suit your mood
Cause you’re so smooth

And it’s just like the ocean under the moon
Well that’s the same as the emotion that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin’ can be so smooth
Gimme your heart, make it real
We’ll never live without it

In the night time
You see the stars above and say “It’s Mine”
With every breath you take you give life into life–so says the moon
You’re the deep lagoon, your magic touch can never be too soon
You do the turning of the world, so soft and slow
Turning us on and on

* nama: name (nama Ama = name of Ama)
This is a name we use to refer to the Goddess who lives with us,
not the present-day Saint by the name of Amma

* kama: pleasure
* sutra: scripture, song


***

The Final Word

Everybody, have you heard
I’m gonna give you the final word: Love
But if you take that word downtown
It will surely bring you down
But when that karma comes around
You’re gonna give me an angry frown
But that’s why
[Yes indeedy]
You’re still so needy
When will you climb out of your hole [No?]

Straight from the fry pan
into the fire
I’m gonna give you your heart’s desire
But if you cannot walk that wire
I’m gonna show you a funeral pyre [That’s hot!!]
But if you won’t jump in that flame
that old ego will rise again
and you’ll cry
I’m still hurtin
That’s for certain now
WHEN will you stop hurtin – Love, baby

Everybody
have you heard
I’m gonna repeat the final word…
And if you make that word your life
then God will be your wife
But if you cannot hold that gin
I’m gonna notify your next of kin
And that’s why
I keep on telling everybody now
Love love love love love love love love LOVE
 

Everybody, have you heard
I’m gonna give you the final word: Love
And if you don’t embrace the truth
I’m gonna give you the sex of youth
And when those sex of youth breaks down
You gonna give me an angry frown
But that’s why
Yes indeedy
You’re still needy now
When will you climb out of the hole [No?]

***

Think of Me Now

Honey, what do we do, we two?
Come be my one and only love.
Makin’ love when you think of me.
Honey, think of me
Drink of me now, now

River deep, mountain high
Honeymoon in a mystic’s eye
What can touch when I think of you?
And I think of you
Drink of you now, now

Honey what do we do, we two?
Let us stay where I carry you
In the flowering I marry you
Honey be with me
Eternally, now.

***

Visions

We’ve kept one foot safe on the land
We hardly feel the shifting sand
But when our toes are sinking in
We pull them out and start again

We know the breathing of the tide
We swell inside
We want to ride
We put a foot out to the sea
It’s like hello eternity

We’ve got visions
Visions of swimming free
Just like the passing whales
Just like in fairy tales
Oooo oo ooooo

Decisions where are we supposed to be
Where is security
Among the shifting shifting sands of time

We’ve got a foot inside the sea
It’s not like we thought it would be
It’s nice and warm like me and you
It’s not the deep dark devil blue

We lay our fears like little shells out on the sand
We catch our breath we outstretch an empty hand
We make a promise as we stand before the deep
We’ll take the plunge before we sleep

We’ve got visions
Visions of swimming free
Past the security of the shifting shifting sands
Oooo oo ooooo

Decisions
Which is it going to be
Where is security among the shifting shifting sands of time

Decisions
Which is it land to sea
Where are we supposed to be
among the shifting drifting sands of time

***

My Fuckin’ Meryl Streep

She leaves her home
and she tells her friends why
she has to go
so they won’t see her die
Where will she go
without a star
for her heart?

She has that desire
that people put out
She sits in the rain
and smokes
She knows it’s no use
just an abuse
of the heart

Chorus
I can be such a dunce
But I saw her only once
soakin’ wet
alone the in rain

She’s my fuckin Merril Streep
she has a flame to keep
keep right on burning
into the night

She almost made me cry
I made my friend say hi
She’s way too young to die
a flame in the rain


She lives in dark places like parties and streets
She marries the faces of men that she meets
But it’s no use
it’s just an abuse
of the heart

She uses her heart
like a hammer of lace
but the stones that she breaks
fear her embrace
She knows it’s no use
another abuse
of the heart

If I’m such a superman
why can’t I be an also ran
just like Jesus
and carry her pain?

She knows a cigarette
isn’t a true love yet
till nothing less will do
she’ll smoke in the rain

Well yes I have got a light
but then she’s met her match
maybe she must remain
a flame in the rain.

Chorus

***

Songbird

Sitting up high in the willow branches
Wondering why some birds fly so free
I’ve never been out of my tree

If I jump in the sky will it catch me?
There’s a cat on the ground
I wish I had more certainty
I want to be free

Chorus
Sing songbird sing
I know it’s hard, it’s a brand new thing
So give it everything and I know everything
Will come to you


I was raised on a song and now they’re all gone
Squirrels still stay, but that’s not what I want to be
They don’t sing harmony

I was talking to one ‘bout my tribulation
He couldn’t fly
It was just a vexation to me
I just want to be free

Chorus
Fly songbird fly
I know it’s hard but you’ll get by
Here’s my guarantee what you’re willing to be
Will come to you

I said, fly songbird fly
I know it’s hard but you’ll get by
Here’s my guarantee what you’re willing to be
Will come to you


Sitting up high in the willow branches
Wondering why some birds fly so free
I’ve never been out of my tree

If I jump in the sky will it catch me?
There’s a cat on the ground
I wish I had certainty
I just want to be free

Chorus
Sing songbird sing
I know it’s hard, it’s a brand new thing
Give it everything and I know everything
Will come to you

I said, sing songbird sing
I know it’s hard, it’s a brand new thing
So give it everything and I know everything
Will come to you


If you want to be free
If you want to be free

***

I’ll Take Your Love

If I had my choice of drink
I take moonshine
If I had my choice of colors
I take sky
If I had my choice of love
I take some there’s plenty of
I take your love
You’ve got all of mine.

Of the many ways of love I take all ways [always]
Of the many reason to I take three
First there’s you
Then there’s me
And then there’s eternity
I take your love
You’ve got all of mine
I take your love
You’ve got all of mine.

***


Tonight Could Be The Night

Tonight could be the night
feels like a raging dream
Tonight could be the night
feels like a raging dream
You say you’re ready for love
But who knows what you mean

I see two guns blazing
and you got one more down below
I see two guns blazing
And you got one more down below
Is this the living end
Or do I really wanna know?

You got one man down
Got him down on the ground
You got one man down
Got him down on the ground
You’re looking for love
Exactly where love can’t be found

You got the power and the glory
In your tremblin hand
You got the power and the glory
In your tremblin’ hand
But it don’t make no difference
If it’s more than you can stand

***

All I Have to Do is Scheme

1
When I want you in my arms,
When I want you and all your charms,
Whenever I want you,
All I have to do is scheme
Scheme, scheme, scheme
Scheme

I can scheme and crunch
Go way out to lunch
Anytime, night or day
Only trouble is, gee whiz
I’m scheming my life away.


2
When I feel blessed
with the juice
and I feel pressed
in a noose
Whenever I want out,
All I have to do is scream
Scream, scream, scream
Scream.

I can squirm or pout
I can twist and shout
Any time night or day
Though I’m off the stool
what a fool –
I’m screaming my life away.


3
When I need you in the night
when I need to
but it ain’t right
whenever I want to
all I’ve got to do
is cream
Cream, cream, cream
Cream

I can make me mine
I can do me fine
anytime night or day
I can get it on
just like Amadon
I’m giving my life away


4
I feel strange
When I feel blue
When I derange
I know its you
whenever I want to
all I’ve gotta do
is ream
ream your ass
Ream

I can make me strong
just make someone wrong
go on the assault
Only trouble is
Gee whiz
It’s all my fuckin’ fault






GOLDEN SILENCE




GOLDEN SILENCE


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