There Are Songs Lyrics
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There Are Songs
There are songs in the soil, in the rivers and the trees And the ears of your heart can hear them And some come alive in the meeting of the eyes When you take the time to see them I will listen to the deeper story I will see how Life’s gonna move… in me (2x) There are songs in my bones won’t leave me alone Calling for creation And tunes that ride on the whispering wind Seeking incarnation - Chorus There are songs in the clouds that shout out loud In the dark voice of the thunder And some that flash in the cool blue fire That splits the sky asunder - Chorus There are songs that ride on the dancing tides That swirl through all the oceans And some that sleep in the bitter seed That grief will set in motion - Chorus Oh, For Crying Out Loud Oh, for crying out loud Oh, for letting tears fall like salty rain To open your mouth, let loose a low moan Oh, for crying out loud We weep tears in silence if we have tears at all Clamp down, clam up, stay strong, don’t dare fall But here in this temple, there’s a soft place to land We’ll honor your weeping and hold fast – hold fast your hand…..Chorus In the church of loud crying we set down our shame And let loose our anguish, the soul’s ancient pain With unsilenced voices and arms flung out wide When we open to grief, we find joy – joy right beside….Chorus Soften, open Let the storms roll on through You’re human, you know what to do…. Oh, we’re crying out loud We’re letting tears fall like salty rain We’re opening our mouths, letting our low moans Oh, we’re crying – this swaying, wailing, singing crowd…. Oh, we’re crying out loud. I’m In Need of Music By Elizabeth Bishop I’m in need of music that would flow Over my fretful, feeling fingertips Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow. Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low, Of some song sung to rest the tired dead, A song to fall like water on my head And over quivering limbs, dream flushed to glow! There is a magic made by melody A spell of rest, and quiet breath, and cool Heart, that sings through fading colors deep To the subaqueous stillness of the sea And floats forever in a moon-green pool, Held in the arms of rhythm and of sleep. That Singing By Galway Kinnell "Flower of Five Blossoms" Everyone knows everything sings and dies. But it could be, too, everything dies and sings, and a life is the interlude when, still humming, we can look up, gawk about, imagine whatever, say it, topple back into singing. Oh first our voice be done, and then, before and afterwards and all around it, that singing. Grown Ass Woman No longer young, not yet old Well-acquainted with the promptings of my soul Free from the need for approval Beautifully shameless to be…. Chorus: A grown ass woman Grown ass woman Grown ass woman Such a fine thing to be. I only say sorry when I make a big gaffe And use my lady belly every time that I laugh Strong enough to show when I’m shaky Fierce enough to stand for the good….Chorus Looking at pictures of younger me I’m struck by my beauty and still I felt such a failure and never could see I’d be so happy here over the hill - as a...Chorus Wise from the lessons of living For more than a half-century Got so many gifts for the giving To others who are yearning to be a…..Chorus Man Alive What a sight to behold A shining one, bright and bold Who stands here before me? You’re unencumbered in some way I’ve rarely seen before today Come, tell me your story…. Chorus: Man alive! You survived all that jive we put men through… Man alive! See me cry tears of joy at the sight of you…. Toxic masculinity Tell you that you got to be So cold, so frozen Movin’ like the walking dead Livin’ up in your head Don’t move, don’t feel, don’t be real… Chorus When you were a little child They stole your joy, tamed your wild Your heart grew so narrow Caught up in a web of fear You found your way from there to here Left behind so much sorrow…. Chorus |
My Joe
Some people wake up ready to roll Their feet hit the floor and off they go. Others of us, well, we wake up kind of slow…. And here is something we’d like you to know... Chorus: Please no talkin’ till I’ve had my joe Please no talkin’ till I’ve had my joe There might be some words at the bottom of the cup, So, go ahead and fill it on up. In the meantime, please shut up! I love morning – please don’t get me wrong – Marinating in my dreams, drenching in birdsong But the road to conversation, well, it gets kind of long…. Until I’ve had that bitter brew, dark and strong….so…Chorus Oh, friend who faces morning full of chatter and cheer Please don’t be offended when I cover up my ears I’m not turning a cold shoulder, I’m not aiming to be mean, But our first interaction must be fueled by caffeine…so...Chorus Firefly Chorus: Flash and a glow There you go, firefly Catch a glimmer from the corner of my eye Sweet summer dark filled with your spark Flash and a glow There you go, firefly. A tunnel of grass taller than my head Sighing, swaying in the midnight breeze A passing cloud covers the full moon’s light Did the stars all fall down to dance among the trees? Chorus A thousand crickets trilling in the field Little frogs calling from the pond A symphony of sound and light so divine I remember that I’m living in one great song….Chorus It’s well past the hour to go to bed My eyes are heavy with the need for sleep But I will stay and linger a moment more To revel in the waking dream so sweet and deep...Chorus Caterpillar Stew By Bruce O'Brien and Barbara McAfee When I started out I was just a little egg. Then I grew some fine new legs. I crawled on the milkweed, ate my fill. I love being a caterpillar and I always will. And then soon…very soon… Way too soon…a cocoon. Oh me oh my, I don’t know what to do. Seems I’m becoming caterpillar stew. My legs have disappeared, my wiggle’s gone away. What am becoming? Will I always be this way? This way.. this way. Who can say.. who can say? It itches and it tickles as things rearrange. I don’t know what I am yet, but I know I’ve been changed. This place is so small, I can’t move at all I wonder what will happen if I push against this wall. It gives way…I see day. Twist about… now I’m out! I rest in the sun and wait to dry A puff of wind – these are wings! I can fly! I drift in the garden and feast in the flowers Drinking in beauty for hours and hours. Then I find..my own kind…. Butterflies! Butterflies! Well, this has been fun, but it’s time to go Back to the milkweed to share what I know. My little crawlin’ friends, I have news for you. You’ll end up just like me, but first - caterpillar stew! Yes, it’s true. You’ll be goo. You’ll come through – caterpillar stew. Your Grief for What You've Lost Lyrics by Rumi (trans. Coleman Barks) Your grief for what you've lost holds a mirror up to where you are so bravely working. Living Dying Man for Jamie Showkeir Living dying man You’re through with making plans Tomorrow is a place you will not see We hate to see you go But even so, we know Mortality is clarifying Death is much less terrifying When you look it straight in the eye Time to live Time to die You’re living dying well And oh, the truths you tell When any hope you had has finally set you free You’ve made it very clear: Heaven is right here Reality is fortifying Death is much less mortifying When you look it straight in the eye Time to live Time to die Living dying friend You’re coming to the end There’s nothing left to do but love and let you go We are just like you: We’re living dying, too And all the lessons that we learn Will be there when it is our turn To live into our dying as we do Thanks to you (Thanks to you) First verse….. Thank You From a quote by Meister Eckhart If the only prayer you ever said was thank you, thank you That would be prayer enough for the rest of of your life Thank you. |