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Tagine
02:39
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The Market Economy
O the market economy got no soul
Only sees with the eyes and speaks with the tongues of bought and sold.
Just one view, one way
All boils down to one same, single goal.
Just greed, succeed.
Rides roughshod over every other need.
Can be food around but the people on the dusty ground do not get to feed.
But the market economy pays no heed.
It’s got no other way to proceed.
O the market economy got no soul, no heart.
Tears the living membrane apart.
Well, the birds from the sky and the fish from the sea
And you all from me.
Just growth
Always more and more,
Like some make believe superstore.
‘Til no life in the soil, rivers tastes of oil
Hillsides are silent and raw.
But the market economy does not see.
It’s a juggernaut convoy with no one at the wheel.
O the market economy got no clue,
No mind, no heart no soul.
Ah but people. Yeah, many people still do.
And I see it everywhere and I feel it,
Working to come through.
Call it human gift, or paradigm shift
Or that old evolutionary lift still on the move.
And the knuckled hand all tight in its go get it speed
No other than the hand, reaching through the rubble
Or the hand that reaches out to you-
In your trouble and your need.
You got the market economy
You got humanity
You got the market economy.
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Balkano
04:02
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Go Gently
05:22
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Go Gently
Go gently, go gently on yourself sometime.
Don’t leave your poor heart on the Line.
You call yourself failure,
Speak to yourself with that harsh voice inside,
Well your life is always pushing against the tide.
Now this world can be a cold and lonely place sometimes.
For sure, a very troublesome place, I find.
Takes time to learn
The way to turn
Towards yourself a friendly face.
Deal kindly, deal tender by yourself, my friend.
Well you know it comes down to this in the end.
Just the way you walk and talk with you- your own self.
Illuminates or poisons everything you do.
Now this world can be a hard and lonely place sometimes.
For sure, a very difficult place, I find.
Takes time to learn
The way to turn
Towards yourself a friendly face.
Stand gracious, stand honourable within your own skin.
Now where else does anything begin?
Cultivating a kindly inside place- come onside.
Little stone in the water, circles spreading out wide,
Now this world can be such a cold and lonely place.
For sure, a very troublesome place.
Takes time to learn
The way to turn
Towards yourself a friendly face.
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5. |
Rapido
05:58
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6. |
Vapeur de Soupe
04:33
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Vapeur de Soupe
Je m'assoie a ma table habituelle,
Et je me demande cela que veux tu dire.
Et mes pensées semblent
Comme la vapeur de ma soupe.
Ou les corps flottants sur mes yeux.
Bientôt je me prends mes vacances annuelles.
Et devenir automne
Je m'assoie a ma table habituelle,
I sit at my usual table
And I wonder what does it all mean.
And my thoughts seem like the steam on soup
Or the floaters on my eyes.
Soon I will take my annual holiday,
And come autumn
I sit at my usual table.
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7. |
Merry Go Round
06:05
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Merry Go Round
If I were you
And you were me
What do you think that we would see?
If you were me
And I was you
What do you think that we would do?
Ride the merry go round
Ride the merry go round
Let it take you round.
Ride the merry go round
Yeah, ride that carousel
Will just keep on going round.
When the sun goes down
And when the sun comes up.
It’s just a matter of time
But by whose clock?
Ride the merry go round
Let it take you now
Easy as you can
It just goes on round
That old carousel
Now don’t you be afraid.
Well if from above
You should feel some love
Relax let it enfold you.
And you cannot make sense
Of a sequence of events
Just breath the air around you.
Merry Go Round
Ride the merry go round
Easy ride it round
You just let it take you now.
Take it gently now
Don’t you be afraid
Ride that merry go round.
So if you want to blow
You feel the pressure grow.
Just breath the air around you
Breath the air around you.
Ride the merry go round
Go easy now
So come and take your ride
Ride the merry go round
Ride the merry go round
Ride the merry go round
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8. |
Bombelo
04:20
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9. |
Num Presumo
05:32
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Num Presumo
Just because you see me standing here like this
Doesn’t mean I wouldn’t want to spring up
On all fours into the air
Just like a newborn lamb.
Or soaring high
Singing out so clear and free
In the sky that you can’t see me
Only hear me.
So don’t presume, don’t presume etc
Or diving from
The highest cliffs at Acapulco
Down to the ocean bed
To cavort in the green light
With the jewelled eyed ones.
So don’t presume, don’t presume
There could be so much more room
Don’t presume
Be so many different tunes
To dance to.
From my eyrie high in the Rocky Mountains
Over a spot of fresh raccoon
And a nice pot of tea
I can clearly see
Yes, it’s very plain to me
That it’s better not to
Haven’t got to…..
So don’t presume, don’t presume etc
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10. |
Hot Stone Pathways
03:39
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Hot Stone Pathways
Let the sound of the birds come get you
Sunlight creeping through your window
Tempting, teasing you from your covers
Calling you outside.
You’re alive as the hot sun hits you
Senses jumping, senses waking
Feel a tingly skin sensation
Making you alive.
Day moves on and the heat is rising
Soaring, scorching, burning, frying.
Bare feet jumping on hot stone pathways
Warming through your soul.
Time is still now, the air is heavy
Smells are sweet and senses lazy
Grainy light as the sunlight falters
Drawing to a close.
O sunlight creeping through your window
And it’s tempting and it’s teasing
It’s calling you outside
And you’re alive as the hot sun hits you
Sends a tingling through your skin
Right down, right down to your bones.
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11. |
Trees in the Fog
04:17
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Trees in the Fog
The gateposts are gone,
Those dear ones, good –hearted and complex
Departed alone.
And beyond the streetlights
The outlands roll boundlessly on.
The old sky has fallen down
And luminous blind clouds hit the ground.
And I find myself
Feeling for trees in the fog.
The markers all gone
The known becomes unknown
And no place on earth feels like home.
Those tunnels of longing
Draw on in almost unheard song
From without me and within
Of people and creatures and things
And I find myself
Feeling for trees in the fog.
(Feeling my way) step by step
(Feeling my way) hand over hand
No way the masters,
Yet so much more than just cogs
Feeling for trees
Feeling for trees in the fog.
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12. |
Fanita
04:28
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13. |
Revedere
04:01
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Revedere
La revedere, țineți muzica în inima ta.
Until we meet again, hold the music in your hearts.
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