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Wall of Hope
02:46
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Walls of Babylon are crumbling down
Beware the road is rough and pound
Get the picture and leave this town
Next one is brighter colors all around
What is going on the Search wound down?
Another child nowhere to be found
Snatch the honey of a bee secret’s bound
In a jar penny that screams loud sounds
Oh Victory will you come again to me
Will you help me to be free, will you propel me to achieve
Oh Sanctity beneath the tallest brown oak tree
The river washes the gregarious sins to save us from the beguine
Build a bridge of love, of faith in peace of mind
Build a wall of hope; let all your love shine
Smoke warps the morning’s dawn’s park lawn
Babylon hides under green golden rods
Sugar power fighting to surround
Brace yourself for a wild showdown
Gunman and warlords have taken the front
To turn every hopeless in more disrupt
When you think to low
They’re going to strip of your coat
Step up your flow
Yu might need it when you grow
Oh Liberty will you come again to me
Will you help me to be me, will you propel me to achieve
Oh Sanctity within the tallest brown oak tree
The bird is telling me to believe
Humming days of hope and ease
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Don't Worry Momma
03:45
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Don’t worry Momma; I sure know where to turn to
Don’t worry Honey I sure know where to run to
Say you want more, more silent I’ve withdrawn
To me you’re not gone into the face of dawn
I will answer with my sword the one that paints to the stars
I will answer once and for all will you be my dancer
Say you want more, more vibrant I’ve become
To me you’re not gone into the face of dawn
Bridge: Open your heart and we will never be apart
This is the line to see that you are mine
How much I try I really also care
I got to admit I can’t love you out of thin air
Don’t worry Momma; we are walking up the aisle
Don’t worry Honey nicely floating in your veil
Say you want more, more vibrant I’ve become
To me you’re not gone into the face of dawn
Please give me more press your body on mine
High summer trip gorgeous lips I feel fine
Say you want more, more loving I’ve become
Days are not long when your arms are around
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Inferno Grill
03:50
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Hear the Echo of dying in gallows Inferno grill
Million of Gauchos are cheering the Toro in their own drill
Racing down by the upper tile they cross the path of another sky
Will they see right on by to cease the moment that will tell them why?
What New Barbarians gain is divide amongst many
Hold on to your truth they say we are easy
Never denied the Love that surrounds us plenty
Guardian of the stew, She brings harmony
John the fighter is pushing the driver to show some skills
He washes our head gently as a father to honor his bill
From the pulpit we hear the words of repentance and sacrifice
Come inward closer to Jah he will shake you up from ill advised
Watch the market if you chop it there is the wheel
Some people feel it when they have nothing except good will
Racing down by the upper tile they cross the path of another sky
Will they see right on by to cease the moment that will tell them why?
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Out of the Station
03:37
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Another day of trials with no justice it never change
The season might be jolly but for many of us it‘s pain
To be tired and battered while the others get acclaimed
The baker can keep on frying the dough for the news lane
The press is sure to tell deliberations pull record sales
In the lowlands we still flow with marks of lemon foe
Another black youth die and we all wonder why, why did I not see it coming?
Why did I not hear it falling?
Another day of waiting and no grievance in my kittle
The defense stated their bias, a miscarriage a nervous whistle
Out of the station, I make my way
Spread my wings and fly away
Only when we pray, pray, pray
During our travelling days
Finally they jury walked down with a not found guilty plea
When one barrister balk did they review the case for free
We thought she would walk quietly as business in the dark
Never will bring us back our shining armor black Knight
The pill is hard to swallow for the trench is in wallow
In the lowlands we still have raving motor cars
Another mother cry and we all say goodbye
Please keep your head high right above to the sky
Today justice made head waves, never thought it would change
The verdict was in favor of the victim’s in his grave
Out of the station, I sing my way
Redemption songs grace me today
Have mercy in the valley
For the innocent that passed away
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Spark the Circle
03:03
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Circle the energy The energy is in the light as the castle sand leaves dust right behind Devotion is the best thing to
try; Breathing, seeing, hearing are the source of drive that allow us all to give and receive in life
Devotion is the real deal in time Get the energy out
The energy that corals over the ocean turning waves of Ever last
Devotion is the hottest true line
Spark the circle and lift yourself to me Take a walk from the fire war’s money Spark a candle as you send words
to me Hold your thought to never taunt the enemy Caring, listening, saving while I pass the mangrove in the
Wild that gleans on sacred old times Devotion is the main source of joy
Salute the land of hope and of the free as providence flows like spring purple trees, Devotion multiplies its fruit
light on me
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Two in the Water
02:46
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I don’t hear cause I m on march I don’t see cause I can’t watch,
I am puzzled by the thought, of our fusions are from the top
Misery is all over the map Global panic is a heart attack
Rio Monde is a tour de force on the edge of a volcanic course
Two in the water floating in the myth of renewed power
Sworn talks of secrecy, Enlighten me with a true story
I still carry visions of ancient times of forbidden tribes worshiping solar sign over giant domes in
emerald valleys in orange sky
We advance and then we can make it before during and then
Talking of divine creatures we used to learn about in the sepulture
Behind closed doors they decide who goes next on the ride
Bless Kheper in the morning, Rejoice for Re before the dawning
Chorus I don’t hear cause I m on March I don’t see cause I can’t watch,
I am puzzled by the thought, of our fusions are from the top
Behind closed doors they decide who goes next on the ride
Bless Kheper in the morning, Rejoice for Re before the dawning
Chorus May Atum bring you peace mighty glory the moon creeps
Through the days of your life Far-west boy sees the light…
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7. |
Reset
03:02
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Like a vanguard tree I carry my flock to the mountain grass going to the top
When the enemies polarize to no surprise I can touch the sky
As a motherless child I am sailing on to keep me sound and strong
Freedom on the streets right here right now when you learn to fall and again
stand tall
RESET, RESET, RESET much courage to face the tempest
They reload their golden guns, while we‘re chasing software poker fun
Tales of loss of appetite to think and be really organized
Let’s fight back with what we have for unity is the answer to crazy wars
Have grace and mercy for the entire earth family
Walk to the river of change in remembrance of the moans and pains and gains.
RESET, RESET, RESET
If you’re fed up you gotta to wake up
When you have nothing, you will do anything
I was rolling on a thunder train
People have needs, more than to fly the jet plane
What we need is love whole some grain from sacred signs above
Isolated you fall show me the way to answer my every call RESET, RESET, RESET
A whole world of big poles An extra box to feel my soul
All her promises you seek In hope to gravitate to her door
Just like the tree finds its source in an upright roar
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8. |
Shang a lan lang
03:44
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Peace comes from within, do not look for it without
Defeat is not short if your sky is distraught
I have to carry mercy to find treasures in waves
Still wreaked in the curtain’s of different parade
Insight into mystery for all unity
That comes to us and stays with us for eternity
Listen to the spirit that turns to no gloss
Walk with me into the Nirvana of the wholly path
Shang a lan lang to the land of Hopi,
Shang a lan lang to the land of Oraibi
Conquistador search for seven cities of gold
On the elms of ruins steppes and tombstones
What have they found? Nothing more than the mighty sun pouring
down the horizon looking at everyone
ayam dukkha-samudayo the origin of pain is here
ayam dukkha-nirodha, the cessation of pain is gone
Oh Jah I feel you in the place far from the monster
Oh Jah give me the strength waving tide is swallowing the wicked plane
Ghost of a lonesome shipwreck Got a hold of Bristol castle
Turn it wild with crazy Pezos always on the run for a lively battle
Come out of your head and follow the stream see your Dream come real meet your queen she is in a
mansion ready to soften the breeze Lying in a bed of flowers, love is the power, that is running in our veins
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9. |
Stop Playing a Hero
03:38
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For your blues
Look inside and you will know why
The slip is more to let go of your shadow
Now that you have received
Sonic power rock me high
Lost but not gone Pull the curtain and come down
Stop playing a hero
Refresh your loss when you play it down
I’m still alive rebound zero Waking up in an African town
For the years have went by
And before I say goodbye
Let me swing to your side across the blue night
Forget the years of frown
Let the sun show us around
A drop of sanctity by the All Mighty
Sometime it takes more courage to depart then to stay
Even when the chips are high and the pain is inflicting scars
Let go of your sorrows you will rise at your best so only
time can prove mellow, as you climb to be blessed
That had covered with glory scent the ocean and the land
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10. |
À Moins Dix Degrés
02:29
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A la penombre j’irai voir ce que le bon sens me laisse croire
Par des matins d’hiver je traverserai les sentiers de guerre
Ou la buee mal filtree enfle mes narines givrees
A moins dix degree je songerai a ces longues soirees
D’hiver ou le printemps est pas presse d’arriver
Aux fraicheurs des myriades et des muguets parfumes
Qui donne a cet air le gout de tout donner
Et de cueillr les boutons d’or et la chicoree
Te les offrir en bouquet de fleurisier
Mais d’abord cet hiver si long qui n’en finit pas de neiger
Mes hotes sont tous partis se cacher loin de l’autre cote
Mon esprit s’envole vers des pensees du passé
Si jeunes dans la nuit tu n’as guere le temps divaguer
Meme si tu as le poids de tes annees qui ont bascules
Le vent est toujous Roi en cette periode de l’annee
Qui donne a cet air le gout de tout donner
Et de cueillr les boutons d’or et la chicoree
Te les offrir en bouquet de fleurisier
En une seconde de ce songe ton visage s’est illumine
Le temps qu’il faut pour comprendre du regard on s’est approche
A mons dix degres on s’est rechauffe
La melancolie et ennui sont remplace par magie,
Le printemps va pas tarder quand l’amour est retrouve
Aux couleurs des myriades et des muguets parfumes
Sur des paturages qui seront ensemences
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11. |
Where did we go?
03:46
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Feel the ground, old Appalachian crown, up near the river where there is no town; just a few hamlets
where smoke elevates around from stone wall chimneys.
Where did we go? Fighting for the back bush home land? We carried stones to the new frontier land
Up there is snow? Don’t you know it is hard to find a real good man?
We miss it so nothing comes easy for the hard taught kind
Human in the slave, divine his is grave, surreal is his ointment essence
Wilderness rules natural fool just don’t be cut off season
Thousands, thousands poured their tears along the Trail of Fears dying along the trail of starvation
In those mountains they grew to love one another by need to appreciate the wits of their mother
First Nations showed us how to drain maple water carved in the spirit of Hiawatha
Would I escape? Ragged torn and shaken like a leaf
To who’s mistake? Fighting for a place to rest and eat
We fortunate trading thru valleys, rocks and creeks
We celebrate Cherokee Chief gave us a seat
Touch the stones that were here before we were born
Wild Horses dancing after the big storm
Filled river of trout where seagull peck their horn True love is found back home
Where did we go? All our values out of hand
Right here is slow? The bloom is left to flash the pan Violence and crime are sign of larger dent
We choose to glow all in all in the mass streamline
We miss it so? Don’t you know it’s hard to find a real good man?
Human in the slave, divine is his grave, surreal is his ointment message
Wilderness rules don’t be fooled just don’t be cut off season
Thousands, thousands poured their tears along the Trail of Fears dying along the trail of starvation
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Heart Hand Soul Montreal, Québec
My inspiration and in-depth discovery of words meaning and their adjustment are pivotal in the songs that I write. Original but emotional, I take my hand to write and pouring my lyrics and music to my heart and soul contentment. These musical poems deal with freedom of mankind, family ties and social values where we have lost and maintain our roots of creation that herald our precious world. ... more
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