Oh let your little light shine
Let your little light shine
Shine on Wall Street and Vegas
Place your bets
Shine on the fishermen
With nothing in their nets
Shine on rising oceans and evaporating seas
Shine on our Frankenstein technologies
Shine on science
With its tunnel vision
Shine on fertile farmland
Buried under subdivisions
Let your little light shine
Shine on the dazzling darkness
That restores us in deep sleep
Shine on what we throw away
And what we keep
Shine on Reverend Pearson
Who threw away
The vain old God
kept Dickens and Rembrandt and Beethoven
And fresh plowed sod
Shine on good earth, good air, good water
And a safe place
For kids to play
Shine on bombs exploding
Half a mile away
Let your little light shine
Shine on world-wide traffic jams
Honking day and night
Shine on another asshole
Passing on the right!
Shine on the red light runners
Busy talking on their cell phones
Shine on the Catholic Church
And the prisons that it owns
Shine on all the Churches
They all love less and less
Shine on a hopeful girl
In a dreamy dress
Let your little light shine
Shine on good humor
Shine on good will
Shine on lousy leadership
Licensed to kill
Shine on dying soldiers
In patriotic pain
Shine on mass destruction
In some God’s name!
Shine on the pioneers
Those seekers of mental health
Craving simplicity
They traveled inward
Past themselves…
May all their little lights shine
Friday, 26 March 2010
Thursday, 25 March 2010
a coral room (little brown jug I do love thee, little ..
There's a city, draped in net
Fisherman net
And in the half light, in the half light
It looks like every tower
Is covered in webs
Moving and glistening and rocking
Its babies in rhythm
As the spider of time is climbing
Over the ruins
There were hundreds of people living here
Sails at the windows

And the planes came crashing down
And many a pilot drowned
And the speed boats flying above
Put your hand over the side of the boat
What do you feel?
My mother and her little brown jug
It held her milk
And now it holds our memories
I can hear her singing
“Little brown jug don't I love thee”
“Little brown jug don't I love thee”
Ho ho ho, hee hee hee
I hear her laughing
She is standing in the kitchen
As we come in the back door
See it fall
See it fall
Oh little spider climbing out of a broken jug
And the pieces will lay there a while
In a house draped in net
In a room filled with coral
Sails at the window
Forests of masts
Put your hand over the side of the boat
Put your hand over the side of the boat
And what do you feel?
Wednesday, 24 March 2010
a thousand beautiful things
Every day I write the list
Of reasons why I still believe they do exist
(a thousand beautiful things)
And even though it's hard to see
The glass is full and not half empty
(a thousand beautiful things)
So... light me up like the sun
To cool down with your rain
I never want to close my eyes again
Never close my eyes
Never close my eyes
I thank you for the air to breathe
The heart to beat
The eyes to see again
(a thousand beautiful things)
And all the things that's been and done
The battle's won
The good and bad in everyone
(this is mine to remember)
So ...
Here I go again
Singin' by your window
Pickin' up the pieces of what's left to find
The world was meant for you and me
To figure out our destiny
(a thousand beautiful things)
To live
To die
To breathe
To sleep
To try to make your life complete
(yes yes)
So ...
Light me up like the sun
To cool down with your rain
I never want to close my eyes again
Never close my eyes
never close my eyes ...
That is everything I have to say
(that's all I have to say)
Of reasons why I still believe they do exist
(a thousand beautiful things)
And even though it's hard to see
The glass is full and not half empty
(a thousand beautiful things)
So... light me up like the sun
To cool down with your rain
I never want to close my eyes again
Never close my eyes
Never close my eyes
I thank you for the air to breathe
The heart to beat
The eyes to see again
(a thousand beautiful things)
And all the things that's been and done
The battle's won
The good and bad in everyone
(this is mine to remember)
So ...
Here I go again
Singin' by your window
Pickin' up the pieces of what's left to find
The world was meant for you and me
To figure out our destiny
(a thousand beautiful things)
To live
To die
To breathe
To sleep
To try to make your life complete
(yes yes)
So ...
Light me up like the sun
To cool down with your rain
I never want to close my eyes again
Never close my eyes
never close my eyes ...
That is everything I have to say
(that's all I have to say)
Monday, 22 March 2010
(It's) "in the blood." Robbie Robertson
Welcome to my country
Welcome to my home
You could stay forever
You won't leave it alone
Welcome to the bush
Take what you may need
When shove comes to push
Maybe I should leave
I can't let go of the painted desert
I can't let go of the old way
I can't let go of the homeland
It's in the blood I can't let go
I can stand up through your destruction
My voice will tremble
My hands will shake
Yes I can stand up through your destruction
I won't break
I won't break
I could hear the voices
I could hear the voices
Coming through the night
I can't let go of the painted desert
I can't let go of the old way
I can't let go of the homeland
It's in the blood I can't let go
Sweat it out, sweat it out
Let it out, let it out
Sweat it out
Let it out
Get it outa my head
I can't let go of the painted desert
I can't let go of the old way
I can't let go of the ancient ways
It's in the blood I can't let go
it's in the blood
It's in the blood I can't let go
Welcome to my home
You could stay forever
You won't leave it alone
Welcome to the bush
Take what you may need
When shove comes to push
Maybe I should leave
I can't let go of the painted desert
I can't let go of the old way
I can't let go of the homeland
It's in the blood I can't let go
I can stand up through your destruction
My voice will tremble
My hands will shake
Yes I can stand up through your destruction
I won't break
I won't break
I could hear the voices
I could hear the voices
Coming through the night
I can't let go of the painted desert
I can't let go of the old way
I can't let go of the homeland
It's in the blood I can't let go
Sweat it out, sweat it out
Let it out, let it out
Sweat it out
Let it out
Get it outa my head
I can't let go of the painted desert
I can't let go of the old way
I can't let go of the ancient ways
It's in the blood I can't let go
it's in the blood
It's in the blood I can't let go
Friday, 19 March 2010
All God's Angles
Will you marry me sir
Oh tether me down
For I am too free
Will you walk hand in hand with me?
For I do carry a child by thee
Oh madam, I'll not marry thee
For I'm married away
And I'll always be
I'll not walk hand in hand with thee
Even though you've a child by me
Oh sir, heartbroken I'll be
Is she finer than I
Is she tall and lean?
Is she the rarest you've ever seen
Of your own heart is she the queen
Oh madam, she's twenty of thee
She's tall and she's lean
How she smiles on me
She's the rarest, she is my queen
I'll never care for a girl like thee
Oh sir, than shamed am I
I'll run to the fields
And it's there I'll die
There God's Angels will around me fly
There they'll care for my child and I
Faithless Dido - Dub Be Good To Me

Here comes the musical hit maker from Jamaica
Tall and handy,
Sweet like candy,
Hit me now
Sangangang, hmm,
Baby Girl
Just be good to me
Just be good to me
Baby girl, I mystify
That's to why you would rely upon gossip
The fly in the face
A reason defies logic
Girl you have me hunting on your pocket
I'm stopping this, whispering
Applying discipline
Girl I hope your listening
Now, You know your best friend and her man just split
Save to {???}
Feeling like the {tampy} and shit
I admit the first thing that’s bring to my mind
She’ll be wanting a lead more of your time now (boy)
It’s only been nine weeks till now
It’s been {paper}
One of your girlfriends who’s breaking like complicated,
Complex, putting out a hex, getting a vex,
Make me wonna set some traps and nets
I’m not the one to give you second rest
All suspicions are groundless without foundation
My patience is slowly giving out
Show me well, these girls you say you don’t care about
One piece of evidence, to convince of all the case
Out of court
People telling lies for sport
And you buying it
And selling this {bold} for short
Hmm, it’s not to the point
Hmm, You can trust them girl
Then {weld your less}
Just be good to me
Let me see you
You can trust them girl
Then {weld your less}
Just be good to me
If you listen to them care
You know it’s dangerous
So just be good to me, listen me calmly
You can trust them girl
Then {weld your less}
So just be good to me
Friends tell me I am crazy
You can trust them girl, then {weld your less}
That I’m wasting time with you
You can trust them girl, then {weld your less}
You’ll never be mine
Trouble, Worries, Trouble, Worries, Trouble, Worries, Worries, Worries and Trouble
That’s not the way I see it
Cause I feel you’re already mine
Whenever you’re with me
People always talk about
Reputations
Don’t you listen
I don’t care about your other girls
It’s a dangerous position
Just be good to me
Just be good to me, hay
Friends are always telling me
Come on
You’re a user
I don’t care what you do with them
I don’t care about your hurt friend
Just be good to me
Just be good to me
Hmm, You can trust them girl, then {weld your less}
I don’t care what you do with them
Just be good to me
Just be good to me
]Just be good to me
Just be good to me
Just be good to me
Just be good to me
Hmm, You can trust them girl, then {weld your less}
So, just be good to me
Hmm, You can trust them girl, then {weld your less}
So, just be good to me
Wednesday, 17 March 2010
Changes
Come on come on
I see no changes. Wake up in the morning and I ask myself,
"Is life worth living? Should I blast myself?"
I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm black.
My stomach hurts, so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch.
Cops give a damn about a negro? Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, he's a hero.
Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares? One less hungry mouth on the welfare.
First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers.
Give 'em guns, step back, and watch 'em kill each other.
"It's time to fight back", that's what Huey said.
2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead.
I got love for my brother, but we can never go nowhere
unless we share with each other. We gotta start makin' changes.
Learn to see me as a brother 'stead of 2 distant strangers.
And that's how it's supposed to be.
How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids,
but things change, and that's the way it is.
[Bridge w/ changing ad libs]
(Come on, come on) That's just the way it is. Things'll never be the same.
That's just the way it is. aww yeah...
[Repeat]
I see no changes. All I see is racist faces.
Misplaced hate makes disgrace for races we under.
I wonder what it takes to make this one better place...
let's erase the wasted.
Take the evil out the people, they'll be acting right.
'Cause mo' black than white is smokin' crack tonight.
And only time we chill is when we kill each other.
It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other.
And although it seems heaven sent,
we ain't ready to see a black President, uhh.
It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact...
the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks.
But some things will never change.
Try to show another way, but they stayin' in the dope game.
Now tell me what's a mother to do?
Bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you.
You gotta operate the easy way.
"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way.
Sellin' crack to the kids. "I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, well that's the way it is.
[Bridge]
[Talking:]
We gotta make a change...
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
and let's change the way we treat each other.
You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do
what we gotta do, to survive.
And still I see no changes. Can't a brother get a little peace?
There's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East.
Instead of war on poverty,
they got a war on drugs so the police can bother me.
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do.
But now I'm back with the facts givin' 'em back to you.
Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp smack you up.
You gotta learn to hold ya own.
They get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone.
But tell the cops they can't touch this.
I don't trust this, when they try to rush I bust this.
That's the sound of my tune. You say it ain't cool, but mama didn't raise no fool.
And as long as I stay black, I gotta stay strapped & I never get to lay back.
'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs.
Some buck that I roughed up way back... comin' back after all these years.
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat. That's the way it is. uhh
[Bridge 'til fade]
Some things never change.
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