You have to stand up to love, no 2

You have to stand up to love
No matter what you do
Though you go blind and lose your eyes
You have to stand up to love

You have to stand up to love
No matter where you go
Though you go deaf and have nothing left
You have to stand up to love

You have to stand up to love
No matter where you sleep
Though your eyes go dry and your senses die
You have to stand up to love

Look for love in the grasses
Look for love in the trees
Look for love on the planet
Look for love in the seas

Look for love in wartime
Look for love in peace
Look for love in the graveyard
Look for love on the streets
You have to stand up to love
Since it all began
Love is strong and never wrong
You have to stand up to love

Oh Babe, come and make me a cup of tea

Oh Babe, come and make me a cup of tea
You’ve no idea how much I need you
Days on end I wrestle with my fear
That I have no one to get close too

Oh babe, come and make me a cup of tea
Because I’ve made the tea for you a million times
Then you run and you treat me selfishly
I feel it deeply when people are unkind

When I’m feeling down and the world is spinning round
And it’s hard to get around, I think of all the love I’ve found
Slipping through my fingers like a sieve
Oh babe, I’m one of those who find it hard to live

Oh babe, come and make me a cup of tea
I’ve made one for you a million times
Sitting on my own again I’m lonely
I feel it deeply when people are unkind

She’s walking the dog

She’s walking the dog
In the middle of the night
Just to get away

She’s thinking hard
About her life
The way she never gets to play

One day she’s gonna leave
One day she’s gonna leave
She’s gonna leave this life behind

One day she’ll be freed
One day she’ll be freed
In her heart and in her mind

She goes to bed
The night passes by
She starts out on her way

She has no time
To clear her mind
She gets on with her day

Kaleidoscope girl

the one constant thing
in my life to date
has been you
kaleidoscope girl

so, let’s revisit the playground tonight
dressed up in your special pink pearls

I painted you on the water
Like any action man would

Kaleidoscope girl
You are the key
To all this kaleidoscope love

I gathered you up in the autumn
And inside you
I saw angels and souls

Kaleidoscope girl you are the fire in me
With you I can rock and roll

They say I should be ashamed of myself
They say I never grew up
But kaleidoscope girl
You are my life
To you I give all my love

at least I’m not a violin

I got into trouble with the grocer
When I was dressed in a cabbage leaf
I like the blues in my porridge
And I always send a wreath

I got into trouble with the milkman
When I wore a milk bottle top
I like my greens in hollandaise sauce
And I always look like a rat

I got into trouble with the baker
When all I could spend was a crust
They sent me to see a psychiatrist
But I always sweep up the dust

I got into trouble with the tailor
When I ran naked into his shop
I’m following a dream I said to him
But I love you in leopard spots

I got into trouble with a policeman
For singing in a chamber pot
He said you’ll go far when we find out who you are
But a violin you are not

Wait, while I check my phone

burning balloons releasing liquids
bird skeletons that fly like drones
brides riding on white elephants
wait while I check my phone

set squares chasing bondage queens
boiled potatoes in a traffic cone
grooms with carpets out of season
wait while I check my phone

fish eggs fly in the house of scorpions
atomic holes talking bones
ask do you love this dessert spoon
wait while I check my phone

statues stand in smoking ashes
cacti are flying home
resurrected vases tune pianos
wait while I check my phone

wigs ramble under water
bees in a broken comb
moonlight shines in seahorse rituals
wait, while I check my phone

beds wrapped in steel blankets
you ask am I a clone
pyramids blow away in a snowstorm
wait while I check my phone

Song: How black is the sea

How black is the heart?
How black can it be?
How black is the sky?
How black is the sea?

How black is the bullet?
That enters the brain
How black is the bomb?
That blows up a train

How black is the knife?
How black is the gun?
How black is the moon?
How black is the sun?

How black the eclipse?
That falls on the land
How black is the night?
That you don’t understand

Here is an MP3 Sibelius audio of the song

Here is a PDF of the song for desktop

how black is the sea

Hymnal: The war for paradise

The war for paradise begins
When men will cry and rats will sing
When ships will sink and fish will fly
When guns will rattle and bells will sing

And as you approach that sandy beach
The mist must lift, the light will reach
There the garden will beseech
Put down hate and reach and reach

The war for paradise begins
The old will die, the new will ring
You’ll answer as if in a dream
All doors will open to the King

You place your feet upon the sand
You wonder what is this new land
The mountains tall and topped with gold
And nowhere is man getting old

This is a Sibelius MP3 of song

This is a Sibelius PDF of song

hymnal

This song developed very quickly out of a poem that ended with a line that i liked. So i used the last line to write another poem that became this song. Then thinking i would try it in key of G I discovered it also seemed to resolve to a C. Hence the two keys in the song. I just removed the key signature of G and put in C and it worked well enough.

I wondered what kind of a song it could be and it occurred to me it sounded like an old church hymn.

It’s about the conflict in people’s minds about the biblical last days and the biblical paradise on earth.

I’m afraid I forgot to put in the guitar chords.

We played it in our heads

Some of them came from Belfast
Some of them from Luton town
Though they could never see it
We were always knocking around
We played guitar with the best of them
Now it seems they’re all dead
We played until our grey hairs grew
We played with them in our heads

We played with them in arenas
We played in working men’s clubs
We strutted our stuff in stadiums
We played with them in pubs
We studied very note they sang
And every lead they led
We played until our hairs were grey
We played with them in our heads

Whenever the machinery was noisy
Whenever the rows were mad
Whenever the dole queues grew longer
Whenever the love went bad
Wo played it on the last bus home
We played it in our bed
We played it till our hair turned grey
We played it in our heads

When the system was failing
When we got pushed about
When we were made to wait around
Or forced to shut our mouths
We played every note we knew
To every solo we were wed
We played until our hair turned grey
We kept it in our heads

I carry my father’s brand

I live in the loveless places
I’m used to the heavy hand
I have no social graces
A life with no grand plan
There are those who get the blessing
Who inherit their father’s land
There are those who get the beatings
Who carry their father’s brand

I fell in love with a girl from town
But all I had was sand
They all advised against me
I was a rootless man
There is no reason I know of
I’ll never understand
Why it had to be like this
That I carry my father’s brand

And if you see me by the river
you must know to leave me well lone
And if you see me in the valley
You know that I must live alone

One night he let me have it
With my broken heart I ran
Searching for an answer
I lived in fear of man
I lived my life in fear of him
Like a shadow across the land
With my tears of loneliness
I wear my father’s brand

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