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WELCOME TO THE CELEBRATION
Whisper the words waiting in your heart
Follow every circumstance and never come apart
All I want you to do
is to be who you'll be
I'll give you every opportunity
You can do the same for me
Sing out the music you hear deep in the night
Sing every catchy melody describing every sight
All you ever have to do
is to live that dream you see
Our lives are changing ever fluidly
like the deep and drifting sea
So welcome to the celebration as the day goes by
Another day drifting busy, another day we try
All we can ever hope to do
is breathe these changing dreams
I hear your music in the air 'round me
laughing on a summer breeze
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Simplest Thing
03:34
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SIMPLEST THING
I walk the endless causeway looking for effect
I ask a hundred questions to know answers I expect
You talk to me with a simple heart, playfully wise and true
Sometimes the hardest thing to know is knowing what not to do
Oh the day was bright and stars fell in the darkness
You showed to me a part of me I thought I'd never see
Like the silhouette of something bright
looking more you than me
It's by the only hearth I have ever warmed –
the most beautiful mystery
A thousand birds spiral inside a chimney
like symmetry in a flower reaching to be moved
but not as moved as space between bodies before touch
Sometimes the hardest thing to know is knowing not very much
I feel my feet upon a whirrld of beauty and of grace
I find my best intentions recorded on tape long erased
You bring the colour and the rain to a land so parched and dry
And sometimes the wisest thing to know is when to cease to try
Oh, the day was bright and stars fell in the darkness
You showed to me a part I thought might never be
Though I walk on these feet connected innside
a sphere way out to here ––
Still sometimes the simplest thing to do can be the hardest thing to hear
Sometimes the simplest thing to do can be the hardest thing to hear
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Ee-pha-meera Bleu
05:22
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EE-PHA-MEERA BLEU
A long life may not be good enough
but a good life is long enough
So how many lives do you think you're gonna need
and who told you satisfaction is guaranteed?
Ohhhh ––––
Yeah a short life might sound stange
but what else can you do when it's time to make that change?
You say you know how life is supposed to go
I say it all depends on what and who you know
Ohhhh ––––
Who says you're gone when you go
Maybe you're turning on a light
just to see what you've been shown
Now you came here, there must be so much new to know
Or are you coming back for the same old show?
Ohhhh ––––
Sp––aaaces betw––eeen the words
There's tears and hunger and laughter between the chords
You can feel a movement resting between the notes
Like another aching music around the globe
Ohhhh ––––
Jumpstart the heart, pick up the pieces
Sometimes you shovel a heap before you pile it high
You could spend you whole life waiting on that one wild ride
Jumbling up everything innside
Ohhhh ––––
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To Be Done
05:06
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TO BE DONE
CHORUS
To be done, to be done
at least until another day's begun
until
so many birdsongs fill
the morningsing unto the sun
Another day begins if only to be done
I don't know how we got in so deep
but it must be true: we've all been asleep
Was another burning night
reaching to hear the one
who listens close and sings with the sun CHORUS
That ol moon is blood-red in the sky
it's not hard to figure why
Was another exhausting day
with so many words to say
and none of them worth anything anyway
Heard a howwl in the heart of the night
loud as shirts in a streetcorner fight
Just a flash of silver coin
and nobody could go on
to lay their bodies down at setting of the sun CHORUS
People move like a wave of the sea
a million run here, two million there trying to flee
Once again somehow it all begins
with havoc on the head of a pin –
tearing holes in the blind ways we’ve been
I can't tell what's that smell on the breeze
could be crazy flowers or something good to eat
Wish we had another timeless day
on the hill over by the way
listening close
and singing with the sun: CHORUS
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ON THE HEAVEN OF MY HOURS
Laugh with me wildly in the deep of the evening
Dance with me close, gently stepping so light
Spin me in circles on your breath of bright magic
Come with me closer to the edge of the night
Fill me with your music moving fully untangled
While whispering your private most secreted dream
Light me up shining for a reason unspoken
Spill me like water on the floor of your scream
Pass me your rainbow in a brief reckless wishing
Embrace me in silence like a sunset mountain view
Wish me a prophet to allow me several glimpses
and grant me your sparkle when I've forgotten what to do
Build me the thrill of a world to believe in
Encircle me with callings unlike any ever seen
Cover me with roses on the heaven of my hours
and remember me a pupil in the eyes of what's been
Then remind me to sing you all these songs I've been saving
Collect me in a paper bag and see how much I weigh
Steal me from the world at large and broaden my horizons
And lift me up higher so I can see the parade
I wanna go higher so I can see the parade
If you take me on your shoulders I can see the parade...
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Elabyrinth
03:14
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ELABYRINTH
Here we go round and round
the labyrinth of the world
There's unlimited doors to choose from
our grain of sand is becoming pearled
I keep thinking I know the reason
though the logic escapes my grasp
Here we go round and round
rounder and ever round
Can you tell
when you hold a lover your heart
has always blossomed true?
Can you tell
as they're looking behind your eyes
you're more beautiful than even you knew?
We can sit and swear at the airplanes
but that doesn't help them change to birds
and I'll write your truth in all I know
even if I forget the sound of your words
So here we go round and round
the labyrinth of the dance
learning to leave the trying
at the home of untaken chance
At the greening of every season
no matter what tribe holds your hand,
at the center of every emotion we find
an ocean of sound
returning our pearl to sand...
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Every Broken ♥
02:06
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EVERY BROKEN ♥
Here's to every broken heart,
longing to be burning
All our daily lives are keeping the world turning
turning
and learning
a little everyday
Though it seems so long
between signs of improvement
There's a definite rhythm and pattern to the movement
movement
gypsy movement
It's a never-ending ride
to journey empty-handed
Every moment's a surprise like a smile so sweet and candid
candid
not demanded
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Microbiologist's Banquet
03:13
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MICROBIOLOGIST'S BANQUET
All I could ever give you is the freedom of my hope
The sound of your effervescence fills the moments of my day
If my eyeballs would go missing
I could still see your expression
in the space between each heartbeat
when you take my breath away…
Because we've never needed a reason for the sharing of our secrets,
we can go home discreetly forever in sparkling union
If you told me a thousand oceans
and I wasn't prepared to listen
to hear you regardless of consequence
would be all I could do
You're a microbiologist's banquet on an irrepressible junket
If all you could tell was the time of day
You still wouldn't be alone
All I could ever give you
is a make-believe peaceful knowing
flowing around and showing
precisely what we do
And if I could only tell you
how you always have been knowing,
the winds around us blowing
would be enough to fill your sails
in a moment of confusion
with peaceful affirmation,
we have too much information
to be stifled anymore….
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Colours On The Page
02:39
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COLOURS ON THE PAGE
As we walked up the mountain
sun was slipping down
And all the clouds clustered
toward the sun
Breezes were blowing
through our hair and our clothes
and the words we couldn't speak
were sooo many
Heirogyphic fossils shined
in a bronze light of new evening
and the sound of shoescuffle through gravel
was a language allll its own
Planes roared through cities
in another frame of mind
and rice was more ice cream
than we ever hoped we'd find
Oh, we flew off that mountain
in the last light shards of day
All the clouds ran together
like colours on the page...
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We're Here
05:00
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WE'RE HERE
We're here because we need some time
to define "peace of mind"
Our everydays are filled with ways
we hope someday to find
and every room is another drifting tune
we've always longed to sing out loud
and every masqerade we wished we could've played
is like a voice lost in the crowd
laughing out loud...
We're here because our lives have grown
past the stage of empty rage
Our every thought is another borrowed book
we thumb each tattered page
Just a turning of the cards and history unfolds –
another windswept cloudy day
and passing from the shore,
a craft is sailing out to sea
... once held at bay
We're here to give the best that we can give
and to forgive the way we sometimes live
Here to look in each other's eyes, to see a higher rise
like such a wise, mirror surprise
In the breath we all still share
there's motion everywhere
Particles dancing in the waves
The pulsing of our sun
keeps the planets on the run
No matter what statues are engraved,
nothing needs to be saved
We're here
Here
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Brian Cutean QTN Oregon
Brian Cutean/QTN, Oregon songpoet and wordsmith musician, writes songs with offbeat and touching lyrical observations on the socialography of the human condition. He has performed with spirit and whimsy all over these United States for many years.
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