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Love Live Long

 

OUR LOVE LIVE LONG
May my flower grow, for the world I desire
TURN RIGHT FROM WRONG
May my power flow, for the dream I inspire
OUR STEP STAY STRONG
May my devil fall, for the good I achieve
ONE SOUL IN SONG
May my angel call, for the blood I believe

WE TAKE THE LEAD, to serve and share
WE SOW THE SEED, of fortune fair
WE YEARN IN YOUTH, for wisdom old
WE TRUST THE TRUTH, with hearts of gold
WE SEE REFLECTION, of God in Man
MAKE EACH CONNECTION, in our Masterplan
WE WRESTLE REASON, from fantasy
In FAITH OF FREE FATE STILL TO BE

OUR LOVE LIVE LONG
May my flower grow, for the world I desire
TURN RIGHT FROM WRONG
May my power flow, for the dream I inspire
OUR STEP STAY STRONG
May my devil fall, for the good I achieve
ONE SOUL IN SONG
May my angel call, for the blood I believe

WE WRITE THE WORD, of sacred law
WE TAME THE BIRD, of wicked war
WE FLY BEYOND, the atmosphere
WE BREAK THE BOND, of fatal fear
WE MOTHER NATURE, and father time
FOLLOW THE FUTURE, with success sublime
WE SUFFER TREASON, but still pull through
In HOPE OF GREAT DEEDS YET TO DO

OUR LOVE LIVE LONG
Never ending, Heaven sending, changing chances, dangerous dances, glaring glances every day
TURN RIGHT FROM WRONG
Happiness in Universal Consciousness will bless each measure of the treasure that’s to pay
OUR STEP STAY STRONG
Half enlightened, slightly frightened by deceiving doubt, the shackled shout about their wanton way
ONE SOUL IN SONG
From frustration comes creation of a nation for the proud and pretty people who now say
OUR LOVE LIVE
Say
OUR LOVE LIVE
Say
OUR LOVE LIVE

LONG.

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The Revenge Of The Innocent

 

At first the worst did fall, amid riddle that burst all vitality, stall the hidden forbidden wonder beyond the wall of rude crude intruding reality. Yet upset regret yearned, burned, turned fear to clear idea, here, now, somehow to come from humble diligence, the omnipresence of those brave, grave, chosen saviours,,,,

Shall we dare to care, play fair, smell the spell of Hell, stay well aware, or spill a pop-a-pill thrill to kill our will, stop proper skill still fine to teach each sign, reach the line of shining spirit, fit the bitter fight to ignite the right despite?

The revenge of the innocent, a most excellent boast! A toast to the government deciding, deriding the ultimate trip, the delicate grip of blunt power devouring its tail, the stunted hate-of-the-State failing to steal the proud crowd, appealing aloud to justice remiss, hailing the healing kiss of “Live To Forgive”, the hunted hour of its fatal flower,,,,

Through seductive memes, instructive dreams and destructive schemes you who led the tread of dreaded Dionysian dance hewed dead chance, survived to thrive, driving silent evolution to striving violent revolution, a magic tragic war, the Law a whore no more.

The Devil spoke, awoke the next level of desire, an extra fire to inspire, to start the heartfelt meltdown, drown the empire entire, the broken crown a jagged antique streak, a haggard staggering mouldy old slag. Evil believed achieved the cross of dross, the loss of faith to atheistic histrionics, drastic tonics tossed back-to-the-rap of wacky tacky crap.

While in the street I cheat deceit, begin my kinky beat by the neat neighbourhoods, defeat the “Goods”, the “Shoulds”, the “Woulds If Coulds”, deny the lie, fly high past dry persuasion, fast evasion slyly cast to own the zone, the jealous moan of blame, the smile of shame, the game of style, the zealous trial of precious paradise, the sacrifice of God to an odd archetypal form, the normal ripe rich hype of reason’s trickery, the quick slick wicked kick-of-the-stick,,,,

And so the masquerade must show its trust lost, the dust of frosty word, the musty serenade half heard below the laughing bird of love, ever above the clever shove of quaint restraint, the dainty dazzle of frazzled control held over our roving World Soul,,,,

Like Oedipus one pleads the curse, shocks the universe to strike the wretched drama undone, mocks the star-stretched, scar-sketched Karma thus far run, bleeds the deeds of naked man, the sacred plan with us begun, the dithering, slithering fantasia of crazy what not got gone, the consequential, accidental mess of essential success.

Mad Moments – Lyric Video

Skirting the edges of sanity in this one,,,,

Pavarotti & Stevie Wonder – Peace Wanted Just To Be Free – live concert

The voice meets the voice! Stevie rises to the occasion in magnificent style, writing a powerfully poignant and appropriate song for world peace, and introducing it with his most beautiful, highly placed tenor voice and facile piano playing. Then going up from brilliance, we have the legendary voice of Pavorotti, generous, warm hearted, golden honeyed. Further singing from Stevie, displaying his incredible, but always tasteful and musical coloratura, then finishing with a tightly controlled harmony of these two magnificent voices, with Pavarotti holding it steady while Stevie reaches the stratosphere of his range, and intones perfect Italian for good measure. An inspiring inspiration, doing its bit to make the world a better place. Let us all sing for World Peace.

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