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Elizabeth Shepherd pushes the boundaries of what is considered conventional jazz, all the while creating a sound completely her own. From London to Tokyo, Elizabeth has captivated audiences and critics on both sides of the pond. Her Juno nominated debut album, Start To Move continues to receive critical acclaim, and was voted the Top 3 Jazz Albums of the Year by the listeners of the Gilles Peterson show on BBC Radio 1 UK in 2006. Raised by ministers of the Salvation Army, an early exposure to the brass band sounds mixed with her love for classical and house music, disco and hip hop, lay the foundations for one soulful musician. Trained extensively in conservatories from across Canada to France, Elizabeth completed a degree in jazz piano from McGill University, Montreal. Initially entering the music program to pursue a career in music therapy she quickly discovered her extensive talent in songwriting and performing. She returned to Toronto in 2004 and worked as a server at a piano bar. Her serving job proved an asset to her musical career- once management realized Elizabeth's talent, she quickly became the restaurant's key entertainer. Organically and innocently enough, the Elizabeth Shepherd Trio was formed with Scott Kemp on bass, Colin Kingsmore on drums and Elizabeth Shepherd on piano and vocals. The Elizabeth Shepherd Trio became a staple group in Toronto's soul jazz scene, performing all over town in jazz and other concert venues alike. Upon joining forces with Do Right! label owner John Kong, the Trio was invited into the studio to record a demo. But what was supposed to be a demo turned into a jam session resulting in the album Start To Move. The following few years established the EST locally and saw them gain recognition internationally, performing on BBC Radio 1, sold out shows at London's Jazz Café, and a week long residency at the prestigious Cotton Club in Tokyo, Japan the summer of 2007. Her follow-up full-length album Parkdale is an older, wiser Shepherd teamed with her ever youthful, graceful soul. The mood of Parkdale tracks the emotional whirlwind of human experience. The album explores what everyone fears the most: total openness, divulging your innermost humanity. "Parkdale," the title track, explores the nuances of brokeness within the community. The album leads the listener through it all with stories of personal growth alongside the evolution of a neighbourhood in transition. "I've always found strange the massive discrepancy between the highly emotional events that shape our personal lives, that we generally don't share, and the completely mundane events that insidiously make their way into conversation. As far as being a jazz performer, Elizabeth does not count herself as one to be defined by a particular genre; her music comes straight from the soul, and is more than just what she does, but what she loves and who she is.
Start to Move - 2006-10-23 -
Start to Move George's Dilemma Roots Four Circles Reversed Melon Ton Visage Along the Way (Instrumental) Just Getting By Price is Right
Beauty and the Beast
Start to Move
Start to Move Gotta be the next Herbie in virtuosity Make that fill with Bill Evans' musicality Simplify like Miles Davis in note frugality Move a crowd like Dave Brubeck and force them to their feet Feel the song like Sarah Vaughn dee bee dee and swingin' Ground the sound like Clifford Brown blowin' from his heart within Try to match that call with half the soul of Cannonball Is it me, or does this order seem too tall? I can't live up Should I give up This mad love affair with music No, you really shouldn't try so hard Cause no one's forcing you to play their part If you stick with what is in your heart Well maybe then you would see things start to move Don't have to be a jazz diva by age twenty three There's no decree that's claiming fame's what defines if I succeed To simply be and let my soul speak freely as it needs Is all it takes for me to make this music thing complete Start to live up Just can't give up This mad love affair with music You know, you really shouldn't try so hard Cause no one's forcing you to play their part If you stick with what is in your heart Well maybe then you would see things start to move George's Dilemma He's never satisfied He's never had his fill While others are enjoying George just can't sit still He wants to have it all At nothing will he stop He's missing out on life while Climbing to the top Watch out George ‘cause you will find Life's got a way Of handing to each one in kind His or her own pay And you won't expect it So take a tip from me Quit scaling up that hill Cause rich or poor there's no one Dodging life's little bill So why slave for all this money, my friend Your life's passing quicker than you think Time's not something you can buy Money won't speak for you when you're gone How ‘bout human relations That take time to build When death comes to find you Leave this life fulfilled You know, you're not immune to tragedy Could come any day And when it does, who'll be around To help you back on your way, my friend Crisp bills, no passion buy Nor happiness So while you swim in wealth, my dear friend Life puts you to the test
Roots Near thirty years of shedding these skins Homes have come and gone My memories, like a sailor wander With no jealous place to claim them for its own Now folks may ask Just where it is that I come from I'm at a loss for words My heart's been pulled in so many directions This patchwork self's a quilt still in the works Born for reminiscing, always I'll be missing Places that I felt were snatched away Yet it's all I've known, I can't seem to settle down Guess I'm taken with the impulse of this way A roaming spirit and a vagabond heart A restless soul am I I walk these streets like a stranger at ease That's life inside a body with no home Four Of the wonderful things that you get out of life there are four And there needn't be many but nobody needs anymore Of the many facts making the list of life, truth takes the lead And to relax, flow in the gist of life, it's truth you need Then the second is honour and happiness makes number three When you put them together you know what the last one must be Baby so to truth, honour and happiness add one thing more Meaning only wonderful wonderful love that'll make it four
Circles Haven't found a way to stop spinning round in circles Since you came my way to weave your magic spell It's only been a couple days and I'm spinning round in circles Feet high off the ground wondering if you'll let me love you My bruised heart's no fool for love So why this game, you fates above We could spend our days spinning round and round in circles Moving with the earth as we'd watch the world go Let's spin a new love, weave it round til we're encircled What a lovely way this dance of life could be But I guess I'll be alone spinning round inside this circle Hoping for a day when you'll start spinning too I'm woven in this love and can't seem to break the circle What a lovely way this dance life could be Reversed In a world of simple wonders don't be fooled by what you see While being taken in by glamour you could miss reality Nothing matches expectation so look twice before deciding what's important. There's not much that's necessary when you're in it for the ride And it's in the ordinary that life's givings usually hide Time will take and time will borrow so look twice before deciding what's important. 'Cause the last wind up first All we know seems reversed So start planting while it's early, nurse your life the whole way through When the sun sets on your last day you'll be happy that you knew That everything worth holding takes time to grow into its own Melon How now that the future Looks brighter than ever Sweeter than a melon Fate, how could I doubt you Come swiftly, I'm ready Riper than a melon No more will I fear it Change is breaking this shell of mine Open like a melon Ton visage ( Lyrics : Jean-Pierre Ferland, Music : Paul de Margerie ) Des yeux bruns pour le jour, des yeux verts pour l'amour, ton visage Des yeux que j'aimerai pour deux éternités, ton visage Une bouche à jamais douce comme un secret, ton visage Il est beau, il est chaud, il est ma fleur de peau, ton visage En me fermant les yeux, je le devine au creux d'un nuage J'ai dû fermer les yeux, j'aurais dû faire un noeud aux nuages Le vent s'est retourné et la vie m'a soufflé ton visage Et puis j'ai voyagé pour tâcher d'oublier ton visage Mais il reste collé, dressé sur mon passé, qui s'ennuie mon passé Et je le redessine et le vent le ressouffle, ton visage Je suis capitaine d'un bateau de peine qui ne coulera jamais J'ai deux fois la peine de son capitaine qui ne s'embarqueront plus Et je me suis saoulé pour tâcher d'oublier ton visage Et je me saoule encore à jeun et à tribord, quel voyage Hier c'était demain, demain ce sera toujours ton visage Qui s'entête à coller comme un drapeau mouillé en retraite Et je le redessine et le vent le ressouffle, ton visage Et je me suis saoulé pour tâcher d'oublier ton visage Et je me saoule encore à jeun et à tribord, quel voyage Hier c'était demain, demain ce sera toujours ton visage Qui s'entête à coller comme un drapeau mouillé en retraite Et je le redessine et le vent le ressouffle, ton visage Des yeux bruns pour le jour, des yeux verts pour l'amour, ton visage Des yeux que j'aimerai pour deux éternités, ton visage Il est beau, il est chaud, il est ma fleur de peau, ton visage En me fermant les yeux, je le devine au creux d'un nuage Des yeux bruns pour le jour, des yeux verts pour l'amour, ton visage Just Getting By Four years in school, was I a fool To think that somehow all this music would pay I've got skills and tools, but I'm still sensing The disillusionment is on its way Now I might think that I've got what it takes But who is gonna take just what it is that I've got So for now, you can find me just getting by I wait tables for bread, it's hard not thinking Instead I should have done a different degree With nothing to show, I'm growing tired of Claiming music's my profession to be Too young just to give up and pack it in But bills and debts keep me in check seems there's no way to win So for now, I'll make do with just getting by If time levels all then I'm confident These bumps are nothing more than landscape décor And if it's true that good things come to those who wait I'll test my patience and pray for some more Now pardon this tortoise mentality but Who can rush the rising sun or hurry up the tide So for now I'll make do with just getting by
Price is right
I wanna thank Mom, Dad, Joan, Chris, Andy Kris, Ron Davis, James B. & The R.JO The St Tropez Jazz FM Frank Nagy, Keith White, Wilkey And all the jazzers who came before for the real deal Danny Wilkinson, Adam Olver, John Cong, The Dooright Family All establishments who actually make their places wheelchair accessible Jean and Young at Gate 403, Rick Washburn, The Salvation Army And my boys Did I thank Jamison
*** Thanx a lot to Peterican for this one ***
Besides (Remixes & B Sides)
Midnight Sun ( Lionel Hampton ) Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice Warmer than the summer night The clouds were like an alabaster palace Rising to a snowy height Each star its own aurora borealis Suddenly you held me tight And I could see the midnight sun The midnight sun I can't explain the silver rain that found me Or was that a moonlit veil The music of the universe around me Or was that a nightingale And then your arms miraculously found me Suddenly the sky turned pale And I could see the midnight sun Was there such a night It's a thrill I still don't quite believe 'Cause after you were gone There was still some stardust on my sleeve The flame of it may dwindle to an ember And the stars forget to shine And we may see the meadow in December Icy white and crystalline But oh my darling always I'll remember When your lips were close to mine And I saw the midnight sun
Open Your Eyes ( Flora Purim ) Never be afraid to love Never be afraid to just be Just catch away, the change, the doubt Have a courage to be free Don't gaud your eyes with others lies See only what you want to see Just duplicate this simple truth Have the courage to be free Open your eyes, you can fly Open your eyes, you can fly You can fly You can fly Never be afraid to love Never be afraid to just be Just catch away, the change, the doubt Have a courage to be free Don't gaud your eyes with others lies See only what You want to see Just duplicate the simple truth Have a courage to be free Open your eyes, you can fly Open your eyes, you can fly You can fly You can fly
Parkdale Shining Tear of the Sun Sun once knew no fire And like the wind was free To roam through the night With moon her company 'Til love came her way With heartache on his heels To set her aflame Now after all these years It's the fire of a broken heart That makes the day It's the fire of a broken heart That sent me on my way Days speak of her longing At night she may well hide But moon tells of her ache That's hidden from the skies Love lost is the burning And I the shining tear The sum of her longing After all these years It's the fire of a broken heart... Parkdale Chalk hearts on broken streets Smoking, sweet relief His soul knows no defeat You just can't stop him Neighbour chokes her sound He's knocked her to the ground Never seen her 'round I just can't stop it Shredded hearts in paper shacks Know only love through lack, Each day back Looking hard to find it Keep on looking, never stop Dog barking loud at dawn He knows his master's gone Got shot, the dog's alone And couldn't stop it The girl in twenty eight Lights fire in the night To prove she's still alive I just can't stop it Shredded hearts... The moon's watchful eye May see how hard we try But living for this high You just can't stop it Another night is done We've lived to greet the sun Though small, this battle's won You just can't stop us Shredded hearts... Let Me Be Let me be just what you need Let me prove what we both know Let me match your love's ferocity Hidden tamed and still it shows Easily... I can taste your heart's unease Let me be your remedy Higher Ground Green eyes, soft fingertips Smile spreads on velvet lips Breathing so warm and low Never before has this heart of mine known higher ground Aching, you pull me so Making my heart to grow Stretching this sense of self Tearing me, only to build up again on higher ground I can't see this future clearly Something's got ahold of me I'm trapped inside a past That won't let go and so simply love you Can't allow myself to fall albeit Oh so gently into you So this fear of loss could cost me more than i could know Love me in spite of this Hear me, this pain exists Hold me, and I'll come 'round 'Cause while there's still a ways we're on our way to higher ground Long As You're Living Forgive me if I seem to preach But there is something that I want to say A message that I hope will reach People who are throwing life away I call it my philosophy And that is why I pass it on to you Because it works so well for me And helps me get away from strife I hope you listen carefully They say the truth will make you free And that's the way you want to be 'cause brother, this is your life Long as you're living, always remember Time is for spending, but there's an ending While you are sleeping, lifetime's a-creeping Wake up and taste it, foolish to waste it Sample and savour all of life's flavour Long as you're living Long as you're living, always remember Folks who are lazy are playing crazy Better keep moving, keep on improving You won't be hurried after you're buried Live every minute, put yourself in it Long as you're living Long as you're living, always remember You'll never beat life, so don't try to cheat life Sisters and brother, do unto others Love's for enjoying, hate's for destroying Never forget it, or you'll regret it Long as you're living Forgive if I seem to preach.... Sicilienne The very one for whom my heart sings Is burying me alive And here, I'm left with two broken wings Too heavy and weary to fly How soon it seems for love to fade How quickly it's over and done And I who thought it was here to stay Believing it finally had come Long as the morning dew clings to the grasses Long as the noonday sun graces the sky Long as the evening winds brush through the meadows Whispering your name like an echoing sigh Longing, my heart will call for you Wandering under the sun Aching, my lips will burn for you Longing, under the moon... Con Alma Please don't think I want to be this way If i could only compromise and still maintain We could boast a love that's here to stay But instead I just insist on my own way So just chaulk up my gaming to a heart still youthful while aging Give me a chance to sort out my balance Don't be fooled by words that time has yet to mould Many moons will show the love that's in my soul Just One Song Hey sister what's this I hear Your good deeds are in arrears By now you surely know Of earth's aches and backwards flow Some bank on just one more war Hide behind faith to settle scores And in all this righteous zeal Seems we've lost our will to feel Well if i die before I create Please don't ask me 'bout the world's fate My time is short and my path so long It feels like too much for just one song Guilt's never been good to me Far be it for me to preach This heart's a lifetime's task To change another's too much to ask When dust settles to the ground I'll take stock, see what seems most sound 'Til then, storms will come and go So I stick with these things I know And place my faith in these here three In compassion and simplicity And hope to help each other along When maybe it takes just one more song... Next Time Around I was once asked to choose between love and art It could have been the nature of the love I had at the time, but I opted for art And while my answer might be different now, it's really not so black and white It's safe to say that our identity is wrapped up in those who share our heart And equally in that which brings us joy It seems an incredibly difficult mandate to try and balance that all sometimes And if there's anything I know with certainty about life It's that every way in which I spend my time means having a little less time for something else So that question remains, what'll it be One life this time 'round two voices loud and clear Both may speak of love and both I might hold dear Maybe next time round it's you who'll be the one But for now the sound of the other calls me on Oh it says, oh I hear For you my heart so true One life this time 'round two loves my soul divide But this heart can't give itself fully to both sides Same way next time 'round you'll find me here again Waiting for the sound of your voice to call my name Oh it says Mirror Living In these mirror lives that we lead While we try to hide the bleeding If you read between the lines Etched upon our faces Each life line's what graces us With our sweet fragility Silent, we walk these streets Our stories hidden, deep i disguise But in our eyes Our lives will betray us Conveying our tales
Heavy Falls The Night
*** Thanx a lot to Laura for this one ***
What Else Make me a carpenter tonight and let me create I'd fix the crack that's in your head leakin' love away And use my calloused hands to carve a boat for all that pain So you could sail out from the dark and float into the day I'd hang a million wooden stars all to guide your way But as the sun's still burning bright it's killing me to wait I can sing this song to you I can sing this song to you I can sing this song to you I don't know what else I could give you I don't know What else can I give you I don't know Don't know what else can I give you Make me a hero of your mind and give me all your weight I'll slay the dragon in your heart, your sorrows I can shake I wield my magic like a charm to keep your days alight And send a maiden through the skies to warm your lonely night While all I have are words alone I offer anyway So let this song be on your lips to get you through the day I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake I can sing this song to you I can sing this song to you I can sing this song to you I don't know what else I could give you I don't know What else can I give you I don't know What else can I give you
The Taking Taking a chance calling off being his mother Catching that dream before the moment dies Man overboard, he was just good for playing Hooky and head games but as dad no dice Daughter can't speak but it's not for to trying 'Cause words they always fail when the time is ripe She'd rather her girl seen an imperfect dream That dwindling love blink and a dying soul, that's not right Packing up, her eyes catch her reflection Peering through at the ghost she once knew One last round, she'll stop to kiss both her loves Daughter in bed, and the cat that makes two Taking it, taking it, take, take it over Taking it, taking it, take, take it over Taking it, taking it, take, take it over Taking it, taking it, take, take it over I just need time, just need the time to try I just need time, just need the time to try I just need time, just need the time to try I just need time, just need the time to try Pounding the pavement, now she's Nobody's mother Looking around she knows she's well past her prime Invisible steps will never let you forget it Overlooked eyes, they just won't give you the time I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Perfectly coiffed is the pretty world around Flawlessly young, no scars of time Push through the door someone speaks without looking "Sit, take a number", wipe your soul off the floor "What do you have that nobody else has? Please speak up, 'cause I haven't got time" I was the woman who gave all to rise you "I am the mother that noone will hire" Taking her, taking her, take, take her over Taking her, taking her, take, take her over Taking her, taking her, take, take her over Taking her, taking her, take, take her over
Heavy Falls The Night "Let's nurse this sweet disclosure before the break of day Who blushing, past confessions neatly hides away Let's dance this moonlight silly drunk endeavours on parade To disguise the bitter knowing of a pitiful charade We'll pass this moment off to the emptiness it holds Cloaked in wine-streaked tales, stains within its folds As long as night falls heavy, my love Your touch be the way, you laughter the light And all we need now is some truth, my love So fall heavy the night Fall heavy, fall heavy So heavy falls the night So heavy falls the night If tales spill messy once the dawn comes cracking through We'll weep the daylight sober in dreamers' lonely hues I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake As long as night falls steady, my love Your touch be the way you laughter the light And all we need now is some truth, my love So fall heavy the night Fall heavy, fall heavy So heavy falls the night So heavy falls the night
Numbers I go a thing for numbers 'cause figures don't lie to me Now I've been doing some math, here and from my records it's plain to see You're coming up short on your giving, it seems you're thinking we're made of time But I'm starting to see the sun set, and like numbers, the shadows don't lie One, for tomorrow And two, for the now And three, for the lovers Who know not how One, for tomorrow And two, for the now And three, for the lovers Who know not how Youth's been wasted on many on a poet a sage or two On the bright, the shackled the sorry and maybe worse of all on the youth But knowin' just what I do, dear, that the days here to grace us are few While there's no lasting thing about our youth, still I know that mine won't be wasted on you I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake One, for tomorrow And two, for the now And three, for the lovers Who know not how One, for tomorrow And two, for the now And three, for the lovers Who know not how One, for tomorrow And two, for the now And three, for the lovers Who know not how
Seven Bucks Can't sugar coat the rain that's falling He's looking for a bed Now seven bucks is all it's gonna take And he's just a sale away The outreach man has open hands With more dues to pay He'll catch you eye while you be stealin' by But you've got your bills to pay Oh such fragile lives that we have All divides in time do vanish Oh such fragile lives that we have All divides in time do vanish Wednesday night he wears a smilin' charm The new paper's on its way But who will see this subtle change of face When you're lost in day to day Suits and ties can lend disguises Though the rain hits all the same The bank could own your bed in three weeks time And it's just a cheque away I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Oh such fragile lives that we have All divides in time do vanish Oh such fragile lives that we have All divides in time do vanish...
One More Day For the light Caught in the eye of the broken and the night of our way For the heart Who disappeared to the seas of doubt and their hungry waves For the ones Living in fear of the rising moon and sun slips away And with one lonely question, we wonder how for just one more day Time after time We fall and we sway But don't let us go Just one more day For the once Bright with their smiles of forgetful ease who soothe the unwhole For this one Moment to pass by without a trace, one dark heavy souls For tomorrow And her promise of all that's lost to the weight of today For the faith Of moon who steps aside for sun to rise one more day I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Time after time We fall and we sway But don't let us go Just one more day Time after time We fall and we sway But don't let us go Just one more day
A Song for Dinah Washington I've got nothing on the weather Can't buy moonlight for a dime You touch me like a cloudy sky The sun's run out of time I know somewhere behind a cloud Blue skies know where you are But love's another rainy day My heart just went too far I've got nothing on the weather Got no moon, no stars above I can't do this thing called lonely I can't do this thing called love I've got nothing on the weather Can't buy moonlight for a dime You touch me like a cloudy sky The sun's run out of time I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake I know somewhere behind a cloud Blue skies know where you are But love's another rainy day My heart just went too far I've got nothing on the weather Got no moon, no stars above I can't do this thing called lonely I can't do this thing called love I've got nothing on the weather Got no moon, no stars above I can't do this thing called lonely I can't do this thing called love High I'm toking up the moonlight, I'm stoned inhaling stars Candy wine just makes me tight so does stale beer in bars I get a buzz on sunrise, drink martinis made of dew I blow a noon of blue skies every day's my Belgian brew I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Life, I'm yours And you're my life Life, I'm yours And you're my life Life, I'm yours And you're my life Life, I'm yours And you're my life You call my life addiction See me hooked and ask me why But my heart is my conviction I am yours, you make me high Life, I'm yours And you're my life Life, I'm yours And you're my life Life, I'm yours And you're my life Life, I'm yours And you're my life...
It's Coming Blowing stars, he's in from afar to shake us with style and grace Talk's loud 'cause the crowd's been drinking lies since the break of day Straight-faced, your sounds start ripping through us with an honest blade In six notes choking through the smoke you make this a holy place He's got Grace to soothe The darkest face of the Moon Night, she's harder than truth Oh Sunday, won't you come soon Shake that pain, the city's gain, he's taking you far away Keep time, with a noise divine, escape from this whole charade Urban slick is slow to trick the music of a higher mind He sees all, begs a bugle call: surrender, leave it all behind I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake He's got Grace to soothe The darkest face of the Moon Night, she's harder than truth Oh Sunday, won't you come soon Six/Eight knows the weight I've had to carry through many days Heaven kissed your lips, earth gave the mater and a heart to play The grave takes will rob and shake the night of her finest star But where a soul still hopes you know the music is never far
On The Insufficiency Of Words Lying beneath my jealous sun, I'm burning bright I ask your lonely moon to shine for two tonight And say "Starsick love, warm him with my day" in distance and in shifting winds, you slowly fade away Little words are all that we have Breathing love to the in-between Send them on by light of the moon To haunt him with magic and poetry I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Why all the silence when our pulse is running deep I sigh a simple phrase to kiss you in your sleep Tie it up, send it in a song For you, for us, the story and the memory to live on Little words are all that we have Breathing love to the in-between Send them on by light of the moon To haunt him with magic and poetry
Danny's Song ( Anne Murray cover ) People smile tell me I'm the lucky one And we've just begun I think I'm gonna have a son He will be like him and me Free as a dove conceived in love The sun is gonna shine above And even though we ain't got money I'm so in love with you honey Everything will bring a chain of love And in the morning when I rise It brings a tear of joy to my eyes An tell me everything is gonna be alright I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Love the girl who holds the world in a paper cup, drink it up Love her she'll bring you luck And if you find she helps your mind buddy take her home Don't you live alone Try to earn what lovers own And even though we ain't got money I'm so in love with you honey Everything will bring a chain of love And in the morning when I rise Brings a tear of joy to my eyes An tell me everything is gonna be alright And even though we ain't got money I'm so in love with you honey Everything will bring a chain of love And in the morning when I rise Brings a tear of joy to my eyes An tell me everything is gonna be alright
Rewind
Love For Sale Sweet love, sweet sweet love Sweet love, sweet sweet love Sweet love, sweet sweet love Sweet love, sweet sweet love Love for sale Appetising young love for sale Love that's fresh and still unspoiled Love that's only slightly soiled I got love for sale So who's gonna buy Who would like to sample my supply Who's prepared to pay the price For a trip to paradise I got love for sale Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Let the poets pipe of love In their childish ways I know every type of love Better far than they If you want the thrill of love I've been through the mill of love Old love, new love Every love but true love For sale Appetising young love for sale Who's prepared to buy my wares Follow me and climb the stairs I got love for sale Let the poets pipe of love In their childish ways I know every type of love Better far than they If you want the thrill of love I've been through the mill of love Old love, new love Every love but true love For sale Appetising young love for sale Who's prepared to buy my wares Follow me and climb the stairs I got love for sale Sweet love, sweet sweet love Sweet love, sweet sweet love Sweet love, sweet sweet love Sweet love, sweet sweet love Sweet love, sweet sweet love Sweet love, sweet sweet love Sweet love, sweet sweet love Sweet love, sweet sweet love
Poinciana Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love Pale moon is casting shadows from above Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat Within me, there grows a rhythmic beat Love is everywhere, it's magic perfume fills the air To and fro you sway, my heart's in time, I've learned to care Poinciana, though skies may turn from blue to gray My love will live forever and a day Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love Pale moon is casting shadows from above Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat Within me, there grows a rhythmic beat Love is everywhere, it's magic perfume fills the air To and fro you sway, my heart's in time, I've learned to care Poinciana, though skies may turn from blue to gray My love will live forever and a day My love will live forever and a day My love will live forever and a day
Pourquoi tu vis ( Jeanette ) On t'a fait un monde trop petit Pour tes idées Pour l'appétit de tes grands yeux écarquillés Sur l'infini Tu es prisonnière de ta maison De tes parents De cet adulte qui te dit qu'il a raison Et qui te ment Toi, tu es née pour la folie, pour la lumière Pour des pays, peuplés de rois Et tu te demandes dans tes nuit de prisonnière Pourquoi tu vis et où tu vas Pourquoi tu vis et où tu vas Tu n'as pas d'avion, ni de bateau Pour t'en aller Les illusions qui restent sont dans ton radeau Qui va couler Et pourtant tu veux de tout ton corps De tout ton coeur Briser enfin le noir et blanc de ton décor Vivre en couleurs Toi, tu es née pour la folie, pour la lumière Pour des pays peuplés de rois Et tu te demandes dans ta nuit de prisonnière Pourquoi tu vis et où tu vas Pourquoi tu vis et où tu vas Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Toi, tu es née pour la folie, pour la lumière Pour des pays Peuplés de rois. Et tu te demandes dans ta nuit de prisonnière Pourquoi tu vis et où tu vas Toi, tu es née pour la folie, pour la lumière Pour des pays Peuplés de rois. Et tu te demandes dans ta nuit de prisonnière Pourquoi tu vis et où tu vas Pourquoi tu vis et où tu vas
Lonely House ( Kurt Weill ) At night, when everything is quiet This old house seems to breathe a sigh Sometimes I hear a neighbor snoring Sometimes I hear a baby cry Sometimes I hear a staircase creaking Sometimes a distant telephone And then the quiet settles down again The house and I are all alone Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Lonely house, lonely me Funny, with so many neighbors How lonely it can be Oh lonely street, lonely town Funny, you can be so lonely With all these folks around I guess there must be something I don't comprehend Sparrows have companions Even stray dogs find a friend That night for me is not romantic Unhook the stars and take them down I'm lonely in this lonely house In this lonely town Les Amoureux Des Bancs Publics ( George Brassens ) Les gens qui voient de travers Pensent que les bancs verts Qu'on voit sur les trottoirs Sont faits pour les impotents Ou les ventripotents Mais c'est une absurdité Car à la vérité Ils sont là c'est notoire Pour accueillir quelque temps Les amours débutants Les amoureux qui s'bécottent sur les bancs publics Bancs publics, bancs publics En s'fouttant pas mal du regard oblique Des passants honnêtes Les amoureux qui s'bécottent sur les bancs publics Bancs publics, bancs publics En s'disant des "Je t'aime" pathétiques Ont des p'tites gueule bien sympatiques Ils se tiennent par la main Parlent du lendemain Du papier bleu d'azur Que revêtiront les murs de leur chambre à coucher Ils se voient déjà doucement Elle cousant, lui fumant Dans un bien-être sûr Et choisissent les prénoms de leur premier bébé Les amoureux qui s'bécottent sur les bancs publics Bancs publics, bancs publics En s'fouttant pas mal du regard oblique Des passants honnêtes Les amoureux qui s'bécottent sur les bancs publics Bancs publics, bancs publics En s'disant des "Je t'aime" pathétiques Ont des p'tites gueule bien sympatiques Quand la sainte famille machin Croise sur son chemin deux de ces malappris Elle leur décoche hardiment des propos venimeux N'empêche que toute la famille Le père, la mère, la fille Le fils, le Saint Esprit Voudrait bien de temps en temps pouvoir s'conduire comme eux Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Les amoureux qui s'bécottent sur les bancs publics Bancs publics, bancs publics En s'fouttant pas mal du regard oblique Des passants honnêtes Les amoureux qui s'bécottent sur les bancs publics Bancs publics, bancs publics En s'disant des "Je t'aime" pathétiques Ont des p'tites gueule bien sympatiques Quand les mois auront passé Quand seront apaisés Leurs beaux rêves flambants Quand leur ciel se couvrira de gros nuages lourds Ils s'apercevront émus qu' c'est au hasard des rues Sur un d'ces fameux bancs Qu'ils ont vécu le meilleur morceau de leur amour Les amoureux qui s'bécottent sur les bancs publics Bancs publics, bancs publics En s'fouttant pas mal du regard oblique Des passants honnêtes Les amoureux qui s'bécottent sur les bancs publics Bancs publics, bancs publics En s'disant des "Je t'aime" pathétiques Ont des p'tites gueule bien sympatiques Feeling Good ( Nina Simone ) Birds flying high you know how I feel Sun in the sky you know how I feel Breeze drifting by you know how I feel Dawn It's a new day It's a new life For me And I'm feeling good Fish in the sea you know how I feel River running free you know how I feel Blossom on the tree you know how I feel It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life For me And I'm feeling good Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean Butterflies all having fun you know what I mean Sleep in peace when day is done That's what I mean Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin And this old world is a new world And a bold world For me Stars when you shine you know how I feel Scent of the pine you know how I feel Freedom is mine You, you know how I feel It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life For me And I'm feeling good Midnight Sun ( Ella Fitzgerald ) Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice Warmer than the summer night The clouds were like an alabaster palace Rising to a snowy height Each star its own aurora borealis Suddenly you held me tight And I could see the midnight sun The midnight sun I can't explain the silver rain that found me Or was that a moonlit veil The music of the universe around me Or was that a nightingale And then your arms miraculously found me Suddenly the sky turned pale And I could see the midnight sun Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Now was there such a night It's a thrill I still don't quite believe 'Cause after you were gone There was still some stardust on my sleeve The flame of it may dwindle to an ember And the stars forget to shine And we may see the meadow in December Icy white and crystalline But oh my darling always I'll remember When your lips were close to mine And I saw the midnight sun Sack Of Woe ( Julian Adderley / Jon Hendricks ) Trouble one thing I understand Seems to be a part of me Misery and me go hand in hand Never ever let me be Sure as I'm born one thing I know The bag I'm in is just a sack of woe Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Trouble one thing I understand Seems to be a part of me Misery and me go hand in hand Never ever let me be Sure as I'm born one thing I know The bag I'm in is just a sack of woe Trouble one thing I understand Seems to be a part of me Misery and me go hand in hand Never ever let me be Sure as I'm born one thing I know The bag I'm The bag I'm in is just a sack of woe The Buzzard Song ( Ella Fitzgerald ) Buzzard keep on flying over Take along your shadow Ain't nobody dead this morning Living's just begun Two is strong where one is feeble Man and woman living, working Sharing grief and sharing laughter And love like August sun Ole age, what is you anyhow Nothing but being lonely So pack your things and fly from here Carry grief and pain Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin There's two folks living in this shelter Eating, sleeping, singing, praying Ain't no such thing as loneliness And we are young again Born To Be Blue ( Ella Fitzgerald ) Some folks were meant to live in clover But they are such a chosen few And clover being green is something I've never seen 'Cause I was born to be blue When there's a yellow moon above me They say there's moonbeams I should view But moonbeams being gold are something I can't behold 'Cause I was born to be blue Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin When I met you the world was bright and sunny When you left the curtain fell I'd like to laugh but nothing strikes me funny Now my world's a faded pastel Well, I guess I'm luckier than some folks I've known the thrill of loving you And that alone is more than I was created for 'Cause I was born to be blue When I met you the world was bright and sunny When you left the curtain fell I'd like to laugh but nothing strikes me funny Now my world's a faded pastel Well, I guess I'm luckier than some folks I've known the thrill of loving you And that alone is more than I was created for 'Cause I was born to be blue Prelude To a Kiss ( Duke Ellington ) If you hear a song in blue Like a flower crying for the dew That was my heart serenading you My prelude to a kiss If you hear a song that grows From my tender sentimental woes That was my heart trying to compose My prelude to a kiss Though it's just a simple melody With nothing fancy, nothing much You could turn it to a symphony A Shubert tune with a Gershwin touch Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Oh how my love song gently cries For the tenderness within your eyes My love is a prelude that never dies A prelude to a kiss Though it's just a simple melody With nothing fancy, nothing much You could turn it to a symphony A Shubert tune with a Gershwin touch Oh how my love song so gently cries For the tenderness within your eyes My love is a prelude that never dies A prelude to a kiss
Naima's Love Song
( Betty Carter ) This father's love he cherishes To be her dad is wonderful But he'll regret, she carelessly Without a fear of what's to come Scared them so, the cost is pain Naima's love song life is hers alone To learn, to be, to see, to give, to take And to find what grown up life is really all about To find her voice in life Teenagers' love so blindly free Life which they move into a love song They will make big mistakes Naima knows her dad will understand Because she is his baby girl He knows she's unaware what life And all its pitfalls has in store And he'll help her find her way Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin The young, they choose And so they should They reach for stars, however lonesome It's not an easy thing for youth to concentrate on what is best Too much of this, too much of that They think that they are wise and find out what parents say is true To find their voice in life
(They Long To Be) Close To You
( Burt Bacharach / Hal David ) Why do birds suddenly appear Every time you are near Just like me, they long to be Close to you Why do stars fall down from the sky Every time you walk by Just like me, they long to be Close to you On the day that you were born the angels got together And decided to create a dream come true So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair Put starlight in your eyes of blue Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin That is why all the girls in town They come by when you are around Just like me, they long to be Close to you Close to you
The Signal
Willow By this piece of weeping wood Lady fell, lady stood Like its crooked lines Time to us hasn't been kind Softly blows the willow Softly blows the willow Softly blows the willow Aching through my echo Softly blows the willow Softly blows the willow Softly blows the willow Aching through this echo I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Such fear of busy hands Bells toll witch hunt through the land Hear your daughters years on Saying "Sister, where have we gone?" Softly blows the willow Softly blows the willow Softly blows the willow Aching through my echo Softly blows the willow Softly blows the willow Softly blows the willow Aching through this echo Baby Steps How perfect for you to choose The dead of a cold winter night to come Little seed, on a star dusty breeze You made your way to me, in an essence so complete To rest awhile in me, watch us grow Two souls, one cord, this is eternity Counting down the days, slowing down our ways Indifferent to this crazy pace One, two, three, four, five, six and seven Baby steps to take us straight to heaven Here or there, my love will never leave you Little one, this life so becomes you I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Oh to retrace this tired earth's lines Erase its shadows and heal the pain of time I'd give my life to carve another way For your perfection to last another day But this world and me, we're bold And so I'll leave no truth untold For the gift of love, it's one small fee Who we are in our entirety One, two, three, four, five, six and seven Baby steps to take us straight to heaven Here or there, my love will never leave you Little one, this life so becomes you One, two, three, four, five, six and seven Baby steps to take us straight to heaven Take it slow, we've got a life to do it Gratitude of mine you have no limit My love will never leave you My love will never leave you My love, my love What's Happening Feel the welcome start to fade What's happening, what's happened here It's a new and different war To lose again, I'm losing it Neighbours slowly turn away I'm trapped here, I'm trapped again Thinly veiled is my pride Thinly veiled fear in their eyes Such waste for my heavy heart This wasted life, this part I play How I know this sinking feeling well So well Of written laws that hold the keys to hell My hell I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Empty schools bear testament It happens here, it's happening Sisters say it's for our good Just feel our love, can you feel our love Take away the work I own And keep the pay, just keep your pay But leave me my own war to wage For dignity, for dignity Thinly veiled is my pride Thinly veiled fear in their eyes, Such waste for my heavy heart This wasted life, this part I play How I know this sinking feeling well So well Of written laws that hold the keys to hell My hell How I know this sinking feeling well So well Of written laws that hold the keys to hell My hell What's happening, what's happening What's happening, what's happening What's happening, what's happening What's happening, what's happening B.T. Cotton When we pick cotton You gotta jump down to pick a bale of cotton a day You can't fool around And we sang Turn around man, don't be caught in a corner He's got a plan that will keep you safe. It's just what you need, it's the seed of a promise Heaven's closer with a crop that pays Don't sell the farm just to keep your little acre The future's brighter than the height of day Just give him one season to show what you've been missing No other way but forward I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Too good to last, too good to last Too good to last, too good to last Too good to last, too good to last Too good to last, too good to last More than one summer, you gave all he asked you No way to bargain with the devil's rate Rain mixed with blood as the soil kept on drying Until it hit you like the noontime rays Better off dead than a broke man owing Drink the hope from the cup he made (go on, go on) Liquid poison kept your cotton from growing Coats your throat, now it's over Too good to last, too good to last Too good to last, too good to last Too good to last, too good to last Too good to last, too good to last Too good to last, too good to last Too good to last, too good to last Too good to last, too good to last Too good to last, too good to last Turn around, cotton, turn around I turn around, bale of cotton, turn around Jump down, turn around, cotton, jump down, turn around Jump down, turn around, bale of cotton, jump down, turn around Jump down, turn around, bale of cotton, jump down, turn around Pick a bale a day The Signal Sample - CBC radio programme The Signal's Laurie Brown : Don't you love those stories about people who arrange to meet Let's say like in five years time somewhere Say New York City on July first at noon right outside the Algonquin Hotel Or, at the foot of the Eiffel Tower at midnight in some Christmas Eve or something I love that idea that there's no communication involved before hand No planning, you just meet, and then decide what's going to happen It's highly romantic and highly stressful Don't you love those stories about people who arrange to meet Say New York City on July first at noon right outside the Algonquin Hotel At the foot of the Eiffel Tower at midnight There's no communication involved before hand No planning, you just meet, and then decide what's going to happen It's highly romantic New York, my birthday, 1988 4th day, 12th hour on the 10th month Room 23 at the Algonquin Hotel I remember the sound of your suede leather shoes We were one with the world that day We'll meet once again, we said But only if the memory doesn't fade Paris, the Eiffel Tower Noon, 10th month Noon, same date 1988 My birthday falls on a Wednesday that year Remember The sound of my footsteps The Eiffel Tower will be quiet And I'll be sure to wear the same suede leather shoes And I will know the sound, the sound The sound of your footsteps I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Don't you love those stories about people who arrange to meet No planning, you just meet, and then decide what's going to happen It's highly romantic I'm so tired Whose idea was this anyway Paris, two kids Always the planning Noon, 10th month When did it change The story of us 1998 It's the day Can I choose You used to let me choose, but then Maybe she's changed her hair I didn't have to choose, because you knew already It's gotta be time for lunch It's time, it's time Is anyone else hungry It's time Let's go now Noon There's nothing more Let's go now 1998 Wait How could I be Never mind So silly to think I know, I know, I know That the sound I know that sound That the sound of a footstep I know that sound After all these years Don't you love those stories about people who arrange to meet Let's say like in five years time somewhere No communication involved before hand No planning, you just meet, and then decide what's going to happen Lion's Den Back when magic held the land Ruled a prophet seated at the right hand Of a vain king who would fall yet again For the flattery of all his greedy men One night a single question A riddle to the prophet posed by heaven "Of the fiercest to roam this place Just who's the beast and do you know his face?" I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Father deliver me safely out of the lion's den Tonight I meet the mistaken soul of the beast within And if I'm safer here than at the hands of fellow men How can I live with the other side of these walls I'm in Now those beasts all rule the land Swiss bankers seated at their right hand An unknown girl is set apart Twelve years young, she's man-fearing, pure of heart Running fast from greedy men Who're looking to wed when three lions step in Of the fiercest to roam this place Just who's the beast and do you know his face My mama couldn't keep safe from the hands of men Oh bleeding legs we can't escape from the hell we're in But if I'm safer here than at the hands of fellow men I found my home tonight safe within the lion's den Black manes you recognize all that they wish to tame We share one heart one soul one fear that just cannot be named And if I'm safer than at the hands of fellow men I found my home tonight safe within the lion's den I found my home tonight safe within the lion's den I found my home tonight safe within the lion's den Safe within the lion's den, safe within the lion's den Safe within the lion's den, safe within the lion's den This Like the songbird sentenced to his silence Though all along his song was just for one Little life, you have a way of breaking us Even though your time may not be done Through the burning, through the wanting We're hoping still The bending and breaking, the moaning Believing still Through the crying, the dying We're standing, still The aging, our gracing We're breathing still Take this little moment as it is This tiny sigh of time In a body that ebbs away Little moments still taste of the divine Taste this little second as it is Though small, it holds it all For too soon it will pass away Single moments weave into a life I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Like the piece of light that falls between all Of the shadows that may well make up our time Even blinded eyes still turn to feel you Little life of little joys sublime Through the burning, through the wanting We're hoping still The bending and breaking, the moaning Believing still Through the crying, the dying We're standing, still The aging, our gracing We're breathing still Take this little moment as it is This tiny sigh of time In a body that ebbs away Little moments still taste of the divine Taste this little second as it is Though small, it holds it all For too soon it will pass away Single moments weave into a life On Our Way Nobody said it would come so easily There are tomes instead playing into uncertainty When I count the hours wasted on some "how-to" book Tally up the days, the epic climbs, the efforts made Chat rooms and mommy forms Search tools to weather storms Calling out in the night "Could someone shed some light here?!" Put down the guide to a mommy-making industry Sift through the words And weave them into love instead Until now all that's inside of me Somehow is guiding our days From now, all that's sustaining me Is this love, so let's be on our way Back as a child, holy fear was guiding me Keep my step in line help me on the narrow way. Rooms built on shame, galaxies of endless guilt Young mind takes in, young young body puts it out I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Terse words by old white men Harsh terms for every sin No mercy for the likes Of half the folks I love here Put down the fear And step right back into this life Sift through the words And weave them into love instead Until now all that's inside of me Somehow is guiding our days From now, all that's sustaining me Is this love, so let's be on our way On our way, on our way On our way, on our way On our way, on our way On our way, on our way... I Gave She takes her time to wipe his eyes as they water Her soul took the bait She's fearless as she weaves through their illness And glides over hate Once called by faith but now a daily fall So far from His grace "My Father," she calls "why this darkness?" But silence awaits I gave my all to see Sacrificed joyfully But if I can't believe What now's your heaven to me My hope a shadowland Doubt is on what I stand Love saw the best in me What now's the greatest of these I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Her bent knees grow tired from the asking Her back's ached for years Passersbys move slightly to the side Part reverence, part fear She longs to yell, to tell her world of sorrow "I'm drowning in tears; Look, see us here, we're all begging for something But who's going to hear?" I gave my all to see Sacrificed joyfully; But if I can't believe What now's your heaven to me My hope a shadowland Doubt is on what I stand Love saw the best in me What now's the greatest of these Mother Teresa : Saint John says : "How can you say that you love God whom you don't see If you do not love your neighbor whom you see? Another Day My feet don't fear the night They've never known escape Happy the pulse of my days When fearless I awake Yet with each dawning under the sun Across the vastness we are somehow one Running or nesting or frightened or free A child's tears will feel the same The salt on our skin and the singing to sleep These simple things remain Aching, elated, in silence or song A child's laugh will feel the same The breeze on our lips and the aging within These simple things remain Sweet are the joys we all seek Honest the shades of pain Many the miles in between The songs along the way I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Yet in each voice singing under the sun I recognize the sound of why we've come Running or nesting or frightened or free A child's tears will feel the same The salt on our skin and the singing to sleep These simple things remain Aching, elated, in silence or song A child's laugh will feel the same The breeze on our lips and the aging within These simple things remain Running or nesting or frightened or free A child's tears will feel the same The salt on our skin and the singing to sleep These simple things remain Aching, elated, in silence or song A child's laugh will feel the same The breeze on our lips and the aging within These simple things remain Another day around the sun Another day around the sun Another day around the sun Another day around the sun Another day around the sun Another day around the sun Another day around the sun Another day around the sun...
MONTREAL
Tiotia:ke Pour l'appeler, faut dénouer Le fil de l'histoire, rembombiner Bien avant de l'habiter C'était une terre façonnée Consacrée, cultivée Défrichée, parfois divisée Baptisé par le feu sacré Dénommé Tiotia:ke Pour l'appeler, faut dénouer Le fil de l'histoire, rembombiner Bien avant de l'habiter C'était une terre façonnée Consacrée, cultivée Défrichée, parfois divisée Baptisé par le feu sacré Dénommé Tiotia:ke Homa Jean Talon The Point Mile End Le plateau The ghetto Le Village Ville Marie Verdun Outremont The Main NDG Park Ex Chinatown Ville Emard Little Burgundy Pour l'appeler, faut dénouer Le fil de l'histoire, rembombiner Bien avant de l'habiter C'était une terre façonnée Consacrée, cultivée Défriché, parfois divisée Baptisé par le feu sacré Dénommé Tiotia:ke Pour l'appeler, faut dénouer Le fil de l'histoire, rembombiner Bien avant de l'habiter C'était une terre façonnée Consacrée, cultivée Défrichée, parfois divisée Baptisé par le feu sacré Dénommé Tiotia:ke Moniang, moniang Dénommé Tio'tia:ke
Reine du monde Ce coeur qui bat si proche du mien Ce pouls nouveau qui t'appartient Ce corps qui prend forme, qui tire du mien C'est tout, t'es tout L'amour connu, mes joies vécues Exaltation et temps suspendu Bonheur fécond et peines perdues N'ont rien, n'ont rien N'ont rien, n'ont rien Mère et reine du monde, Marie des fresques Toi qui existes entre parenthèses Les tomes de femme, jamais racontées Ton histoire à toi, toujours éclipsée Ainsi soit-il A jamais, à jamais... Ainsi soit-il A jamais, à jamais... Ainsi soit-il A jamais, à jamais... Ainsi soit-il A jamais, à jamais... Nous les reines du monde, on vous remercie Des statues et fresques, du peu de place permis La garantie du ciel bien que gentil N'a rien sur cette terre, rien sur cette vie Mon enfant, bien aimé En toi j'ai mis mon amour Mon enfant, bien aimé En toi j'ai mis mon amour Mon sang coulé Mes larmes versées Mon corps étiré Volonté cédée, Mes jours rompus Mes nuits volées N'ont rien, n'ont rien Car Tout ce que j'ai connu de l'amour ça vient de toi
Suits and Ties “And when he said you always gotta make sure you have a 5$ in your pocket Or a 10$ in your pocket when you leave And I said, “Why?”. They said “because the police would be out in the back in the alley Waiting for their payment.” He said, “And you paid them, or they beat you.” Mommy's wardrobe A treasure trove That floral dress And the way that it flows Dab of rouge on my cheek Straight to the mirror, steal a peek High in these shoes, I'm wild and free Cancing beauty: this is me Suits and ties, suits and ties For propriety Suits and ties, suits and ties Put them all at ease Suits and ties, suits and ties Make him into a man Suits and ties, suits and ties Some things can't be planned After work Down at 'Le Mystique' Loosened ties, but We're still discreet He caught your eye In a dusty mirror Then brushed your arm 'Cause it's safe in here Red lips spelling "Are you new?" You don't know your name Or what you're supposed to do Suits and ties, suits and ties For propriety Suits and ties, suits and ties Put them all at ease Suits and ties, suits and ties Make him into a man Suits and ties, suits and ties Some things can't be planned...
The Terminal Boys, we made it through These Depresssion times But there's a new divide Things have changed here Nothing lasts long The twenty-two-month stint Well that's an era gone I've had your backs for years But a "white-only" band? Writing's on the wall now So play you hearts out on that stand Can't help but keep this thing alive You know I just can't help but keep this thing alive Can't help but keep this thing alive You know I just can't help but keep this thing alive Can't help, just can't help it, can't help Can't help, just can't help it, can't help Twenty-five years on It's not a reed I use But a welding gun From bow ties to ballasts Life's a terminal Of a different kind While the gigs are gone My work isn't done There's the doorbell ringing "Time to play that scale with soul my son" Can't help but keep this thing alive You know I just can't help but keep this thing alive Can't help but keep this thing alive You know I just can't help but keep this thing alive Can't help but keep this thing alive You know I just can't help but keep this thing alive Can't help, just can't help it, can't help Can't help, just can't help it, can't help Take this moment, learn forever Take this moment, learn forever Take this moment, learn forever Take this moment, learn forever Take this moment, learn forever Take this moment, learn forever Take this moment, learn forever Take this moment, learn forever
C'est le temps C'est le temps Qui enlève, et redonne Qui guérit et pardonne Qui se force et poussant Nous façonne C'est à toi qu'on doit Nos joies, les ravages La loi singulière et sauvage C'est le temps Le vrai guide du destin Qui nous prouve que la foi Ou la science n'ont rien Sur l'inévitable Le choix illusoire Nous soutient A travers le chaos Gravité et souffrance Et c'est toi qui nous offres La joie de la quête Le désir de comprendre Ll'envie de voir La sagesse et l'espoir La grâce C'est toi seul qui les donnes En mesure de ta somme C'est le, c'est le C'est le temps, le temps, le temps C'est, le temps, c'est le, le temps C'est le temps, le temps Le temps, c'est le temps, le temps, le temps Le temps, le temps, le temps, le temps Ainsi Vieux Players en main déja mi-fumé Bière Colt en papier brun déguisé Les dégustations des pêcheurs urbains On les repère par la coulée du St Laurent Jaunissant aux ongles, poumons aux dents et aux yeux Peau sablée par le vent, par le temps et la dureté Chaque jour se confond aux autres, enfin perforé Par l’arrivée opportune du chèque de bien-être social Ainsi se marquent les lendemains Ainsi se marquent les lendemains Ainsi se marquent les lendemains Ainsi se marquent les lendemains Pantalon "Renaissance", boutons bien sérrés Café d'chez Tim pour emporter Cigare au vin pour bien dépanner Les dégustations simples de l’étranger Parfois lui manquent les tons bien nettement plus foncés Du bon café, du tabac, de la terre de sa patrie Le fleuve aujourd’hui lui reflète une autre fête manquée De son ainé, qu’il ne voit plus depuis qu’il a appris à marcher Ainsi se marquent les lendemains Ainsi se marquent les lendemains Ainsi se marquent les lendemains Ainsi se marquent les lendemains
Ainsi se marquent les lendemains Ainsi se marquent les lendemains Ainsi se marquent les lendemains Ainsi se marquent les lendemains...
Ainsi se marquent Ainsi se marquent Ainsi se marquent Ainsi se marquent...
Our Lady She's been his thing all her life Now closing in on two generations The sweetest words that she heard Were the midwife saying: "love, it's a girl" "This home makes me ill, this man makes me wild This child is my salvation" It's taken months, but she's planned it well Her deliverance from this hell Time's come now, don't turn back He's out, the bags are packed Just hail that taxi cab you're shaking like a leaf, relief New life, new song, new breath Gotta keep moving on New child, fresh start, one chance Gotta keep moving on He must know by now Gotta keep moving on He's gotta know by now
New life, new song, new breath Gotta keep moving on New child, fresh start, one chance Gotta keep moving on He must know by now Gotta keep moving on He's gotta know about my release
"How did it start, how could you stay" You ask me time and again So let me put it back to you This question lay to rest You know that job you couldn't stand Yet you showed up for years If it's so hard to leave your work How about the home you've created And if I leave it all What if they don't believe And when I try to call They send him after me
New life, new song, new breath Gotta keep moving on New child, fresh start, one chance Gotta keep moving on He must know by now Gotta keep moving on He's gotta know by now
Jedlika L'union fait la force tant qu'on n'la force pas Voilà ce qui m'a forcé de partir De la Sibérie je me retrouve dans le grand Nord Avec ma guitare et le sourire Quand on aime son proche Les règles ne figurent pas La rigidité puritaine Me fera pas trahir la plus grande loi Le dogme, j'en ai vecu, ça a l'air que j'en vis encore Quel destin coquin qui me poursuit Le vrai instinct d'aider ne connaît pas de bornes La compassion c'est ma vie Quand on aime son proche Les règles ne figurent pas La rigidité puritaine Me fera pas trahir la plus grande loi Le dogme, j'en ai vecu, ça a l'air que j'en vis encore Quel destin coquin qui me poursuit Le vrai instinct d'aider ne connaît pas de bornes La compassion c'est ma vie La compassion c'est ma vie C'est l'amour qui me fait vivre La Boxe De quel animal s'agit-il ici ce soir Engourdi par son instinct batailleur Femmes méfiantes se présentent tout autour Pour soigner l'infirme et apaiser le dieu Est-ce par amour propre ou honneur subtil Par courage pur ou nature oubliée Peu importe ce qui t'attire au feu C'est grace à la bête noble qu'on se reconnaît Ou c'est l'évasion ou la gêne Notre plus grand défaut Qui nous fait oublier Que tout se termine en k-o On suit tes pas de près, mais toujours d'à côté Par peur de glisser dans tes empreintes Qu'est-ce qui nous mène donc à ainsi frôler D'un écart certain de la mort, la fin Spectateurs divertis, on est témoins De force brute, de nos ravages Rien, et tout, pour apprivoiser Un tel désordre, le grand inévitable Ou c'est l'évasion ou la gêne Notre plus grand défaut Qui nous fait oublier Que tout se termine en chaos Ou c'est l'évasion ou la gêne Notre plus grand défaut Qui nous fait oublier Que tout se termine en chaos Ou c'est l'évasion ou la gêne Notre plus grand défaut Qui nous fait oublier Que tout se termine en k-o... Dans la vie et dans la ronde Dans la vie et dans la ronde Good Lord's Work Sister, you do it in style Keeping them fueled for the extra mile The world's cold but the service is hot So dig in, then give it all you've got We need hands, we need hearts But most of all, we need food to start Sidekick to the holy One Whose mysterious ways have just begun Man don't live by bread alone But the hunger makes the battle long So when the war has got you down Wash your hands, then gather around Heroes and saints all gotta stay fed Before preaching what the master said He turned water into wine I can dish up another kind of divine Sister, you do it in style Keeping them fueled for the extra mile The world's cold but the food is hot So fill up, then give it all you've got We need hands and hearts to fight To keep the world in check tonight Your son's gone, but the work's begun Sidekick to the holy one Can't bring back your Anthony Turn back time on Leslie Police still dose brutality Talking shit and walking free But we show up day after day Show them it can't stay this way And when you reach your end sit At the table, friend Beau voyage Un beau voyage, mon bel enfant Où t'emporteront les vagues, le vent Je ne sais comment, ni le pourquoi De ce qui t'attire vers l'au-delà D'un souffle doux, j'ai imploré Au Grand Esprit de me donner Un enfant, et tu le fus Le soleil d'une planète perdue Et si lorsque tu y arrives Dépaysée, loin, et ivre De solitude, dans ton silence Ecoute l'oiseau, écoute le vent Regarde le ciel, regarde en bas Et dans les eaux, tu me verras Mon regard tendre, triste, et fier De ton voyage sur la grande terre De tes pas doux, sur cette terre
Thank You As long as there’s a pulse that’s still beating My face can turn up to the sky And aching, I’ll sing as I cry ‘Cause this is how I thank you For the gift of one day more This life, I know Is love’s greatest reward As long as there’s a pulse that’s still beating My face can turn up to the sky And joyfully, I’ll sing as I cry ‘Cause this is how I thank you For the gift of one day more This love I know, is life’s greatest reward Thank you, thank you, thank you Thank you, thank you, thank you... Three Things These three remain Faith, hope and love But of the three The greatest is love When I was young I used little words for Little thoughts running through my mind When I was young, trusting without knowing Each day a new world was waiting For me to call into being When I was young Now that I’ve put aside that simple self I see all that I just don’t know Ask me a question, and I have no answer I have no answer Stare into a fog long enough It’ll all soon become so clear I’m left with just one simple notion To love I could have eternity in the palm of my hand I could soar up to heights unknown to man I could sing perfection to you, and with the angels stand But if I don’t have love, then there’s nothing left I could have eternity in the palm of my hand I could soar up to heights unknown to man I could sing perfection to you, and with the angels stand But if I don’t have love, then there’s nothing left These three remain Faith, hope and love But of the three The greatest is love Guests First one up is waiting by the door I’m too broken, I’m too poor Next in line takes one step in Sees the sun then leaves again “Been so long in misery Feel at home in tragedy” Just behind another goes away "I’m not good enough, or so they say" So they say You’re no guest child , this is your home Have a seat ‘cause the table is long Your place has been set since you were born I’ve known you from the start: You’re my heart, you’re my heart For each invited, many turn away All I want’s to love and keep you safe Heard ‘em all, excuses and the fears Lies as ancient as the years The bigger the load, the freer you could live The less you have, the more I can give I’ll be here waiting, my light will be on Call to me and I will come You’re no guest child , this is your home Have a seat ‘cause the table is long Your place has been set since you were born I’ve known you from the start: You’re no guest child , this is your home Have a seat ‘cause the table is long Your place has been set since you were born I’ve known you from the start: You’re my heart, you’re my heart You’re my heart, you’re my heart Right Now Trees in the forest echo my pain While some unknown promise still calls my name I’m not through yet, and nothing’s due to me But still it aches Clarity comes easy, though sometimes it’s dim Sunlight casts its shadows and highlights my wins I can choose how to be, own it and age gracefully But still it aches Time is a healer, a wounder, a killer Tell me, why must you pass so fast These endless moments in a blink can be over So I want to be right here, right now Sometimes I think I’m ready for the end Then imaginings of what’s still ‘round the bend Keep me grounded here, with my eyes lifted to the sky Then back, down to you Little lives to big ones steadily grow Endless days to quick years somehow flow This is it, this time, this moment, this instant This is all I know Waiting, watching, hoping, changing Living, looking, growing, praying Waiting, watching, hoping, changing Living, looking, growing, praying Waiting, watching, hoping, changing Living, looking, growing, praying Waiting, watching, hoping, changing Living, looking, growing Time is a healer, a wounder, a killer Tell me, why must you pass so fast These endless moments in a blink can be over So I want to be right here, right now Time is a healer, a wounder, a killer Tell me, why must you pass so fast These endless moments in a blink can be over So I want to be right here, right now Time is a healer, a wounder, a killer Tell me, why must you pass so fast These endless moments in a blink can be over So I want to be right here, right now I want to be right here, right now Be right here, right now Be right here, right now Right here, right now Right here, right now Vernon Morning Star Pull up to the Pharmasave in Vernon Lock eyes with a junky there Load-in through the alley door And make my way to the club upstairs A volunteer meets me here to steer me to the green room A wood-paneled cubbyhole A stack of newspaper clippings cast aside Are by the chair that I’ll call mine tonight The Salish name, although I’ve never heard it is "Where the creek narrows, there you jump" I make a note to try to find that stream Maybe follow it back in time Before the name, before the town Before the junkies hangin’ round There was the magic Like they say, when the flow will let you Step out, take a look around, and jump Try to find another Way to get over Or you’ll wind up sinking down Jump first, then you’ll get it 'Cause our lives depend On grace just to find our ground Jump first, then you’ll get it 'Cause our lives depend On grace just to find our ground In the business of executing beauty As we perform night after night Sometimes I might forget what I’m here for, but Then a volunteer meets my eye, says We take a break from wrestling whatever demon holds us 'Cause now is the time to jump. While no one sees you crossing over We see the beauty of landing again Try to find another Way to get over Or you’ll wind up sinking down Jump first, then you’ll get it 'Cause our lives depend On grace just to find our ground Try to find another Way to get over Or you’ll wind up sinking down Jump first, then you’ll get it 'Cause our lives depend On grace just to find our ground Jump first, then you’ll get it 'Cause our lives depend On grace just to find our ground Move On Look at the stars Count them one by one There was a time We took our places among them Will you remember me Will you remember me When I’m gone There was a time You and I were one We shared a body Then took our places under the sun Will you remember me Will you remember me When I’m gone When I move on See the stars Don’t forget to count them one by one I take my place now Deep among them Will you remember me Will you remember me Will you remember me As I look on Will I live on When I move on When I move on When I move on When I move on When I move on Move on Wild Geese (Wendell Berry) Geese appear high over us Pass, and the sky closes Abandon as in love or sleep Holds them to their way Clear in the ancient faith What we need is here And we pray Not for new earth or heaven But to be quiet in heart And in eye clear What we need is here What we need is here What we need is here All You Need What we need is here What we need is here Shadows grow Turn slowly Greeting the day These wings may never fly again Seasons have their pull They’re aging my soul But even through the hold of time I sit still on this branch To greet you on your way So I tell you what I know I tell you what I know I tell you what I know I tell you what I know... All you need is here All you need is here All you need is here All you need is here... I tell you what I know I tell you what I know I tell you what I know I tell you what I know I sit still on this branch To greet you on your way So I tell you what I know All you need is here All you need is here All you need is here Time Time’s not the movement of the hours passing by It’s standing still to see the fractions fall behind And how nothing’s the same How nothing’s the same Nothing’s the same Nothing’s the same Inches on my children My mom slowing down Silver in the sunlight Bouncing off my hair Waiting feels easier Aching’s a good friend Not knowing’s my companion Right until the end Time is a unit of our own transformation The end of presence, where we stop And take stock as years may go by Years may go by Years may go by Years may go by... Living out of time The present’s the only sound Movement never lies It pulls and pushes around Taking me beyond Carrying me far Transforming what I think I know To how things really are Years may go by Years may go by Years may go by... Call Up My Scene Call up my scene when my soul is in need of finding some direction Grown through the years, it appears at times a little schizophrenic From bloodlines to rare finds to folks that I’ll never see eye to eye with I call up my scene, it’s how I practice connection It’s true there’s so few who I call to like glue to keep me together But sometimes you gotta let it fall apart to grow back better I live in the woods, so lessons come straight to me from the forest The trees got a scene, when the lean years come they use it for protection I don’t always choose Folks who are Just like you 'Cause you’ll Never see to All that you don’t know Everything that I have known Has come straight to me from someone So if there’s more for me to learn Then take me to your scene What is it in me that’s pulling me off in every direction I read in this book not to limit, so I choose love and not rejection “Be like a fox wander round, make more tracks than ever necessary So go off course and get lost: that’s how we practice resurrection” I don’t always choose Folks who are Just like you 'Cause you’ll Never see to All that you don’t know I don’t always choose Folks who are Just like you 'Cause you’ll Never see to All that you don’t know I don’t always choose Folks like you I don’t always choose Folks like you I don’t always choose Folks like you I don’t always choose Folks like you
Three Things
Time Time's not the movement of the hours Passing by It's standing still to see the fractions Fall behind And how nothing’s the same Nothing’s the same Nothing’s the same Inches on my children My mom slowing down Silver in the sunlight Bouncing off my hair Waiting feels easier Aching’s a good friend Not knowing’s my companion Right until the end Time is a unit of our own Transformation The end of presence Wwhere we stop And take stock as Years may go by May go by May go by May go by May go by May go by May go by May go by Living out of time The present’s the only sound Movement never lies It pulls and pushes around Taking me beyond Carrying me far Transforming what I think I know To how things really are Years may go by Years may go by... Call Up My Scene Call up my scene when my soul Is in need of finding some direction Grown through the years, it appears At times a little schizophrenic From bloodlines to rare finds To folks that I’ll never see eye to eye with I call up my scene It's how I practice connection It's true there’s so few Who I call to like glue to keep me together But sometimes you gotta let it Fall apart to grow back better I live in the woods So lessons come straight to me from the forest The trees got a scene Wwhen the lean years come they use it for protection I don't always choose Folks who are Just like you 'Cause you’ll never see to All that you don't know Everything that I have known Has come straight to me from someone So if there's more for me to learn Then take me to your scene What is it in me that’s pulling me off In every direction I read in this book not to limit So I choose love and not rejection 'Be like a fox wander round Make more tracks than ever necessary So go off course and get lost That's how we practice resurrection' I don't always choose Folks who are Just like you 'Cause you’ll never see to All that you don't know I don't always choose Folks who are Just like you 'Cause you’ll never see to All that you don't know Don’t choose folks like you Don’t choose folks like you Don’t choose folks like you Don’t choose folks like you Don’t choose folks like you Folks like you Folks like you
Thank You As long as there’s a pulse that’s still beating My face can turn up to the sky And aching, I’ll sing as I cry ‘Cause this is how I thank you For the gift of one day more This life, I know Is love’s greatest reward As long as there’s a pulse that’s still beating My face can turn up to the sky And joyfully, I’ll sing as I cry ‘Cause this is how I thank you For the gift of one day more This love I know, is life’s greatest reward Thank you, thank you, thank you Thank you, thank you, thank you... Three Things These three remain Faith, hope and love But of the three The greatest is love When I was young I used little words for Little thoughts running through my mind When I was young, trusting without knowing Each day a new world was waiting For me to call into being When I was young Now that I’ve put aside that simple self I see all that I just don’t know Ask me a question, and I have no answer I have no answer Stare into a fog long enough It’ll all soon become so clear I’m left with just one simple notion To love I could have eternity in the palm of my hand I could soar up to heights unknown to man I could sing perfection to you, and with the angels stand But if I don’t have love, then there’s nothing left I could have eternity in the palm of my hand I could soar up to heights unknown to man I could sing perfection to you, and with the angels stand But if I don’t have love, then there’s nothing left These three remain Faith, hope and love But of the three The greatest is love Guests First one up is waiting by the door I’m too broken, I’m too poor Next in line takes one step in Sees the sun then leaves again “Been so long in misery Feel at home in tragedy” Just behind another goes away "I’m not good enough, or so they say" So they say You’re no guest child , this is your home Have a seat ‘cause the table is long Your place has been set since you were born I’ve known you from the start: You’re my heart, you’re my heart For each invited, many turn away All I want’s to love and keep you safe Heard ‘em all, excuses and the fears Lies as ancient as the years The bigger the load, the freer you could live The less you have, the more I can give I’ll be here waiting, my light will be on Call to me and I will come You’re no guest child , this is your home Have a seat ‘cause the table is long Your place has been set since you were born I’ve known you from the start: You’re no guest child , this is your home Have a seat ‘cause the table is long Your place has been set since you were born I’ve known you from the start: You’re my heart, you’re my heart You’re my heart, you’re my heart Right Now Trees in the forest echo my pain While some unknown promise still calls my name I’m not through yet, and nothing’s due to me But still it aches Clarity comes easy, though sometimes it’s dim Sunlight casts its shadows and highlights my wins I can choose how to be, own it and age gracefully But still it aches Time is a healer, a wounder, a killer Tell me, why must you pass so fast These endless moments in a blink can be over So I want to be right here, right now Sometimes I think I’m ready for the end Then imaginings of what’s still ‘round the bend Keep me grounded here, with my eyes lifted to the sky Then back, down to you Little lives to big ones steadily grow Endless days to quick years somehow flow This is it, this time, this moment, this instant This is all I know Waiting, watching, hoping, changing Living, looking, growing, praying Waiting, watching, hoping, changing Living, looking, growing, praying Waiting, watching, hoping, changing Living, looking, growing, praying Waiting, watching, hoping, changing Living, looking, growing Time is a healer, a wounder, a killer Tell me, why must you pass so fast These endless moments in a blink can be over So I want to be right here, right now Time is a healer, a wounder, a killer Tell me, why must you pass so fast These endless moments in a blink can be over So I want to be right here, right now Time is a healer, a wounder, a killer Tell me, why must you pass so fast These endless moments in a blink can be over So I want to be right here, right now I want to be right here, right now Be right here, right now Be right here, right now Right here, right now Right here, right now Vernon Morning Star Pull up to the Pharmasave in Vernon Lock eyes with a junky there Load-in through the alley door And make my way to the club upstairs A volunteer meets me here to steer me to the green room A wood-paneled cubbyhole A stack of newspaper clippings cast aside Are by the chair that I’ll call mine tonight The Salish name, although I’ve never heard it is "Where the creek narrows, there you jump" I make a note to try to find that stream Maybe follow it back in time Before the name, before the town Before the junkies hangin’ round There was the magic Like they say, when the flow will let you Step out, take a look around, and jump Try to find another Way to get over Or you’ll wind up sinking down Jump first, then you’ll get it 'Cause our lives depend On grace just to find our ground Jump first, then you’ll get it 'Cause our lives depend On grace just to find our ground In the business of executing beauty As we perform night after night Sometimes I might forget what I’m here for, but Then a volunteer meets my eye, says We take a break from wrestling whatever demon holds us 'Cause now is the time to jump. While no one sees you crossing over We see the beauty of landing again Try to find another Way to get over Or you’ll wind up sinking down Jump first, then you’ll get it 'Cause our lives depend On grace just to find our ground Try to find another Way to get over Or you’ll wind up sinking down Jump first, then you’ll get it 'Cause our lives depend On grace just to find our ground Jump first, then you’ll get it 'Cause our lives depend On grace just to find our ground Move On Look at the stars Count them one by one There was a time We took our places among them Will you remember me Will you remember me When I’m gone There was a time You and I were one We shared a body Then took our places under the sun Will you remember me Will you remember me When I’m gone When I move on See the stars Don’t forget to count them one by one I take my place now Deep among them Will you remember me Will you remember me Will you remember me As I look on Will I live on When I move on When I move on When I move on When I move on When I move on Move on Wild Geese (Wendell Berry) Geese appear high over us Pass, and the sky closes Abandon as in love or sleep Holds them to their way Clear in the ancient faith What we need is here And we pray Not for new earth or heaven But to be quiet in heart And in eye clear What we need is here What we need is here What we need is here All You Need What we need is here What we need is here Shadows grow Turn slowly Greeting the day These wings may never fly again Seasons have their pull They’re aging my soul But even through the hold of time I sit still on this branch To greet you on your way So I tell you what I know I tell you what I know I tell you what I know I tell you what I know... All you need is here All you need is here All you need is here All you need is here... I tell you what I know I tell you what I know I tell you what I know I tell you what I know I sit still on this branch To greet you on your way So I tell you what I know All you need is here All you need is here All you need is here
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( appears on Modal Jazz Loves Disney, 2008 | originally by Angela Lansbury ) Tale as old as time True as it can be Barely even friends Than somebody bends Unexpectedly Just a little change Small, to say the least Both a little scared Neither one prepared Beauty and the Beast Ever just the same Ever a surprise Ever as before Ever just as sure As the sun will rise Tale as old as time Tune as old as song Bitter-sweet and strange Finding you can change Learning you were wrong Certain as the sun That's rising in the east Tale as old as time Song as old as rhyme Certain as the sun That's rising in the east Tale as old as time Song as old as rhyme Certain as the sun That's rising in the east Tale as old as time Song as old as rhyme Tale as old as time Song as old as rhyme Beauty and the beast
*** Thanx a lot to Billy for this one ***