Order this CD Surrender to Love Burning Ember The End of the World Coming Soon My Life, My Death, My Burial Spread a Little Love Around Everything Sounds Better in French Questions of Love COMING SOON I called a meeting of the stuff in my room The pencil and paper and the plate and the spoon The TV and the toaster and the table and the broom I told them you'd be coming soon The microwave was open, said he'd welcome a new flame The cufflinks pitched an offhand plan for a party in your name The wristwatch took the time to tell them all I was insane My guitar played she'll be coming soon The meeting took a sharp turn when the radio arrived Singing "Love Me Do, A Case of You, At Last, I Will Survive" The remote control and the Sugar Bowl took the toothbrush for a ride Then they began to jive The meeting took a sharp turn when the radio arrived Singing "Willy and the Poor Boy, Down on the Corner" and playing the old Hand Jive The remote control and the Sugar Bowl started up a conga line Then they went outside My things continued dancing out the door to my back yard I've never seen inanimate objects partying so hard We're celebrating even though we don't know who you are But we all know that you're coming soon ANOTHER CHANCE I can't believe That I got another chance to Be who I want to be You gave to me A gift that I never knew I needed See how it set me free ooo So many years ago, still it's important so, I want you to know You gave me another chance We were so young (remember?) Still you found the faith to find me After our love unwound Like a bell was rung Somewhere so deep inside to remind me Look for the Light and Sound ooo Look what you brought to me, color and harmony, flying free You gave me another chance One More Chance ooo Do I believe in you? Well, I believe I do, I'm asking you... Where would I be today? Living a life of two dimensions Seeing in shades of gray You went out of your way To show me the truth and now I must mention How grateful I am today ooo What is there left to do? Thanking you for the HU, and being you You gave me another chance MY LIFE MY DEATH MY BURIAL Through the drizzling rain I see the train gates come down As I shift to neutral while the wiper blades Watch me count the boxcars tumbling past my screen And cross into a dream And between each car, one glimpse at a time Comes a perfect picture of the other side So real that it feels like I'm already back in drive As if I were still alive But I know that there's nothing there There's no one home and none who care I've been gone for so long now, they won't recall My life, my death, my burial Music drips from the radio speaker grill And it fills in the cracks on a broken heart But like wet paint on a bench it looks good - but you can't sit down So you just stand around And I know there's nothing there There's no one home and none who care I've been gone for so long now, they won't recall My life, my death, my burial There are names that they give to invisible things But they're only to comfort the weak of heart Who count every boxcar tumbling through their dreams And across their screens And I know that I'm not there I've got no home and I don't care I've been gone for so long now, I can't recall My life, my death, my burial QUESTIONS OF LOVE What is this yearning that burns in my heart? How can I follow it? As it leads me toward becoming someone new Will I find that there are others who feel the way I do? These are the questions we pose to the holy one, These are the questions of love What is this seed growing deep within my Soul? How can I uncover it? Has it begun its time to shine in the sun? And to help me find these answers, is there something or someone? These are the questions we pose to the holy one, These are the questions of love More than just questions, these were broken hearted pleas I was down on myself - I was down on my knees Nothing to cling to but God's open door I'm guessing you've been there before Whose is this face that I've chased through my dreams? Why do I remember him? Can he show me the door I'm searching for? Can he teach me how it opens so I know there's something more? These are the questions we pose to the holy one, These are the questions of love And as I ask, the Beloved relates That with every new question an answer awaits Each blessing leads you through God's opening door I'm guessing that's what you're here for What is this word that I've heard deep inside? Where does it belong in me? How do I voice this everlasting song of HU? And will it then transform me in the smallest things I do? These are the questions we pose to the holy one, These are the questions of love SURRENDER TO LOVE A closed heart is a wasted thing You'll know it if you ever let it all just bring you Down to this and down to that You can live a whole life in nothing flat But all it takes to turn around Is a tiny crack, a soaring sound To open you up and set you straight If it's not today, it's never too late If you remember to surrender to love Surrender to love An open heart comes just in time And you know it when your life begins to rhyme Saying yes to one and yes to all There ain't nothing too big and not a thing too small All it takes to ride that wave Is nothing to prove and nothing to save Give it all up - it's what you came here for When you know the way, you'll see door If you remember to surrender to love Surrender to love Sometimes this seems like a hopeless task And I bet you I know what you're getting ready to ask "What do I do to see this through To make it all real and feel it all true?" Well all it takes to right that wrong Is to be a chord in God's love song Be the words and the rhythm and the melody It'll set you flying - it'll set you free If you remember to surrender to love Surrender to love DANCING GIRL Bopping up to Beantown, baby, it's 5 am Nothing like driving all night, nothing like driving all night I guess you might wonder why I'd be traveling then I'm gonna see the light of my life, gonna see the light of my life She's my dancing girl She wants to change my world Don't I believe in her, don't I believe? In my dancing girl She says she's gonna show the world Don't I believe in her, don't I believe? Tapping out a tune with the ring from my honey on the steering wheel Trying to make the time go by, trying to make the time go by Making up this song that I know in a couple more hours she'll hear Hoping that she'll like it all right hoping that she'll like it all right She's my dancing girl She wants to change my world Don't I believe in her, don't I believe? In my dancing girl She says she's gonna show the world Don't I believe in her, don't I believe? I've done the one night stands till I can't stand no more Till I can't stand no more, until I can't stand no more I've done the one night stands until I can't stands no more Now I've got a rig out on the road Driving rings around the load I started out loving her from a devotional point of view But you know it ain't dependable enough, no it ain't dependable enough The pedestal's bound to come down and crumble in front of you I'm checking out a better kind of love, checking out a better kind of love She's my dancing girl She wants to change my world Don't I believe in her, don't I believe? In my dancing girl She says she's gonna show the world Don't I believe in her, don't I believe? I've done those one night stands until I can't stand no more Till I can't stand no more, until I can't stand no more I've done the one night stands until I can't stands no more Now I've got a rig out on the road Driving rings around the load Looking back down the road I been travelling for so long You know I seen a lot in my day, you know I seen a lot in my day The twist and the turn in the journey make life such a beautiful song I wouldn't have it any other way, wouldn't have it any other way She's my dancing girl She wants to change my world Don't I believe in her, don't I believe? In my dancing girl She says she's gonna show the world Don't I believe in her, don't I believe? I believe it I GREW OLD BY YOUR SIDE I grew old by your side In the moment when I met you I could see it and I knew Things about our lives together, things I didn't dare tell you I could see you couldn't see me in the way that I saw you And I grew old in your eyes As we talked I felt you running, saw the tracks made by your feet In your eyes I saw the dust raised by your overland retreat And I waited in the desert there till it was time to meet And I grew old in disguise By a river rocking wildly underneath a blanket sky Searching for the constellation that could teach us how to fly Were you looking back to see if I was still there by your side? And I grew old by surprise Now I dig into this old box full of photographs I see An old image I had crumpled sometime back in '83 When I finally unfolded it I saw that it was me And I grew old in my time When you said I was the desert, your words fell like the rain That held back so many centuries to finally come again That's the day that you returned to me, the day that I explained I grew old I grew old by your side BURNING EMBER One morning I remembered who I truly am Not thoughts, not feelings, not the body, not the man The sound of HU brought me to this finer point of view HU The rounds of birth and death upon the earth remain But not for those who chose to seek the higher planes For those who sing the HU step out into the worlds beyond our view HU Sometimes when I think that I can't go on Sometimes when I can't remember When the winter months are growing on I try to save a burning ember Of sound Everything is sound And when God speaks its name The rolling sound of HU Friction of Earth and Spirit names its child as HU All life begins to sing the name of God in everything HU EVENTUALLY Well I been told, but I understand That this may not be true That when Michelangelo saw a block of stone He said, "I see David inside of you" So he chips and he chisels (As it's told to me) Till one day David just steps free It's happened to you and it'll happen to me Eventually, we all step free, eventually The sculptor stands with his tools in hand His gaze set firm and true And though he looks at me like I'm already free He cuts so deep like I knew he would do And as he chips and he chisels I can truly claim The love and the pain were one and the same And that's when he called me by my true name And it feels like losing But all we can lose is all we can't use They say things got hot For the wife of Lot Though this may not be true That when she turned to say goodbye she solidified Into a block of salt like me and you Well the end of her story wasn't written down But her whole situation got turned around Because all stone pillars must all fall down Eventually, we all stand free And it feels like we're losing But all we can lose is all we can't use Now you come to me Saying, "it's dark in here" Well this may not be true 'Cause all I see is harmony And a burst of color coming out of you So I'll chip and I'll chisel because I believe In you, and someday just maybe You'll step from the shadows and you'll stand with me Eventually Come stand with me, eventually EVERYTHING SOUNDS BETTER IN FRENCH In this country there's a patriotic crowd Who want to make it "English only" allowed (you heard about it) No Spanish, not even a mention And getting rid of all the French and in the future In case there's an occasion Eliminating everything from the Asian languages And while we're at it with such determination Drop all those words from all the German nations So much of English Would be extinguished And do you realize How English would sound if domesticized No more fondue, no more flambˇ No Champagne or Perrier No moo goo gai pan, chow mein or flan No smorgasbord or filet mignon But think of what this means to those of us Traveling by plane, boat, train or bus No more "bon voyage" is to be said Only "good trip" is permitted instead And goodbye is goodbye - that's all we'll allow No more adios, au revoir or caio No "Hasta la vista" will we say Americans must speak the American way No cappuccino, no cafe au lait No cr¸me caramel or cr¸me brule No more latkes, no more knish No more lox or gefilte fish No antipasto or entree Americans must eat the American way And all of the films with foreign names Will have to undergo a similar change "Play it again Sam," Bogart will grouse In "Casa Blanca" which you must call "White House" And "La Cage Au Folle," "The Bird Cage" must be Oh they already did that - pardon me And forget about "Moulin Rouge" - that's dead You'll have to say "The Red Windmill" instead No Kung Fu and no Tai Chi No sombrero, no Mariachi No Sushi, sashimi, wasabi No wigwam, tipi or kemosabe No origami or feng shui Americans must live the American way Now what if all the maps they print and sell Would have to be Anglicized as well Think of all the changes throughout the South Like Boca Raton would become Rat's Mouth And all of the Cajuns would really feel sick When Baton Rouge has become Red Stick - And in Texas- Body of Christ we'll see, on the map, instead of Corpus Christi No more burritos or enchiladas No chile con carne or tostadas No Ramadan, Chanukah or Kwanzaa In fact, I retract that whole last stanza All we'll have left is April Fools Day If we celebrate the American way Now all of this will hit us like a flood Instead of Sangria we'd have to drink blood The Nouveau Riche will be "the new wealth" And instead of "Gesundheit" always shout "health" All the Latin Bands will play music called "Sauce" Your head Honcho would just be your "Boss" And forget all of that French you were taught Even if it has that certain... I don't know what To every kind of pasta we'll say "buh bye" In fact, every dish that ends with an "i" Even Hannibal Lechter's meals will be scanty Keep the fava beans, lose the Chianti And Mardi Gras is just a fat Tuesday When we celebrate the American way But finally when two thirds of our nation Are dying from mono-linguistic starvation They will take the situation in hand All the way to the highest court in the land And with a split down four to five Once again they'll shock everybody's lives When the Supreme Court rules from the bench: Everything sounds better in French Ha ha! I mean haw haw! What a tour de force it will be Here in zee land of zee free Ooh la la SPREAD A LITTLE LOVE AROUND My life has given me the opportunity to spread a little love around Spread a little love around A golden chance to start to open up my heart and spread a little love around Spread a little love around True love belongs to no religion No law can repeal It seeps in the cracks of a broken heart And there begins to heal And the only thing about love is: The more you get, the more you've got to give My life has given me the opportunity to spread a little love around Spread a little love around A golden chance to start to open up my heart and spread a little love around Spread a little love around True love begins in the center of your heart Like a slowly spreading fire Consuming all within its path To lift you higher and higher No matter who you were before The power of love will build you more and more My life has given me the opportunity to spread a little love around Spread a little love around A golden chance to start to open up my heart and spread a little love around Spread a little love around Give a little love, ya gotta give a little love My life has given me the opportunity to spread a little love around Spread a little love around A golden chance to start to open up my heart and spread a little love around Spread a little love around THE END OF THE WORLD The end of the world is a friend to me It's not anything like I feared it would be It's all gold and blue It's like loving you It's where the world we once knew meets the Indian Ocean Where the land and the water and the wind is in motion And it sweeps your heart Though you're miles apart And ooo the wonder The blue blue wonder Almost anybody'd want to be Gazing out into the Southern Sea Where the finite meets infinity A peninsula calls from that hemisphere Saying, "Since you've been gone..." and "At last you've come here" And it calls you by name Like a heart refrain There's a place on Earth at the end of its rope That's where the very first sailors called their very good hope Between the Southern Pole And your very Soul And ooo the wonder The blue blue wonder It's not like everybody gets to be Staring out into the Southern Sea Where the finite meets infinity It's the end of the world Not the end of the world But the end of the world You're at the end of the world... 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