Dream Harder

Drop your guns
And hear the news
The war is won
And we've called a truce
The key is found
And the circle complete
And the higher ground
Is beneath our feet

Like the turn of a page
Or a change of gear
A brand new age
Is already here
And even while
Men pursue their doom
A magical child
Is kicking in the womb

I'm preparing for birth
I'm not the only one
I'm a part of the earth
I'm a drop of the sun
I'm in step with the stars
I'm in a league with the land
I'm a functioning part of the master's plan!

I'm gonna suffer for you no longer
I'm gonna suffer for you no more
I'm gonna write you out of my life
And shut the door

You tried to drive a wedge between me and my friends
You pushed me to the edge time and again
I've been living in your shade since i can't remember when
Now i'm bringing this charade to an end

I'm gonna suffer for you no longer
I'm gonna suffer for you no more
I'm gonna write you out of my life
And shut the door

There was subtlety and skill in your manipulative ways
You chipped away my will so you could make me stay
You soothed me with your voice until i obeyed
But i'm making my own choice from today

You used the tongue of love like a boxer uses fists
You contained me like a glove or a creeping cloak of mist
You guaranteed the stars but there always was a twist
Now i see you as you are - egotist !

I'm gonna suffer for you no longer
I'm gonna suffer for you no more
I'm gonna write you out of my life
And shut the door

I've got a ticket in my hand and i must be moving on
But i want you to understand that from the moment i am gone
I release and let you go - you owe nothing now to me
I'm not angry anymore - i'm free !

I'm gonna suffer for you no longer
I'm gonna suffer for you no more
I'm gonna write you out of my life
And shut the door

(wb yeats)

Behold the flashing waters
A cloven dancing jet,
That from the milk-white marble
For ever foam and fret;
Far off in drowsy valleys
Where the meadow saffrons blow,
The feet of summer dabble
In their coiling calm and slow.
The banks are worn forever
By a people sadly gay:
A titan with loud laughter,
Made them of fire clay.
Go ask the springing flowers,
And the flowing air above,
What are the twin-born waters,
And they'll answer death and love.

With wreaths of withered flowers
Two lonely spirits wait
With wreaths of withered flowers
'fore paradise's gate.
They may not pass the portal
Poor earth-enkindled pair,
Though sad is many a spirit
To pass and leave them there
Still staring at their flowers,
That dull and faded are.
If one should rise beside thee,
The other is not far.
Go ask the youngest angel,
She will say with bated breath,
By the door of mary's garden
Are the spirits love and death.

I stood upon the balcony with my brand new bride
The clink of bells came drifting down the mountainside
When in our sight something moved
- lightning eyed and cloven hooved -
The great god pan is alive!

He moves amid the modern world in disguise
It's possible to look into his immortal eyes
He's like a man you'd meet anyplace
Until you recognise that ancient face
The great god pan is alive!

At sea on a ship in a thunder storm
On the very night that christ was born
A sailor heard from overhead
A mighty voice cry "pan is dead!"
So follow christ as best you can
Pan is dead! long live pan!

From the olden days and up through all the years
From arcadia to the stone fields of inisheer
Some say the gods are just a myth
But guess who i've been dancing with
The great god pan is alive!

Spiritual thought
Spiritual life
Spiritual city
Spiritual wife
Spiritual work
Spiritual war
Spiritual people
Spiritual law

Hey ho sk'doodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Hey ho sk'doodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow

Spiritual call
Spiritual tie
Spiritual seeker
Spiritual high
Spiritual need
Spiritual thirst
Spiritual beauty
Spiritual birth

Hey ho sk'doodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Hey ho sk'doodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow

Spiritual child
Spiritual man
Spiritual power
Spiritual land
Spiritual love
Spiritual rage
Spiritual vision
Spiritual age

Hey ho sk'doodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Hey ho sk'doodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow

Blood of the world, mother of mine
Gonna see you rise higher in time
Blood of the world, mother of mine
Gonna see you rise higher in time
Blood of the world, mother of mine
Gonna see you rise higher in time
Blood of the world, mother of mine
Open your eyes and let 'em shine !

"everybody's born to do a certain thing
And if you're dead jammy you find it.
And if you're good at it just keep doing it
Until you're fed up then do something else.
You're here to make babies and look after the place.
You know ?" (billy connolly)

I dreamed about jimi hendrix
He came back for one day
Was born weepin' out of an egg
The mid-wife said
And straight away began to pray
With lifted head

He spent the early hours
Communing with the morning stars
And then he came over to my house
Where he tried out my guitar

He was young and black and beautiful
Big eyed, perfect skin an'
He played my guitar like a lightning storm
Like twirlin' feathers in the wind
He could make it sound like the end of the world
A fire, the flick of a knife
He could squeeze it slow and masterful
Like the hand that brought the world to life

Together we strolled in sculptured gardens
Passed the sleepy afternoon
Maids were dartin' back and forth
From a window came a violin tune
Angels, dressed as nurses toyed with playin' cards
Looters spun from prisons filled the yard

A yellow sun hung low and dawned,
And as it dipped
Jimi stood up straight, grinned
And shook his velvet hips

Callin' himself king electric
In the evening he went wild
Played on a dozen stages
In the clubs of new york -
Lit the city end to end
Wired it up, fired it up
Scarved, bejewelled, long-legged, snake-limbed
Athletic, driven, dangerous

He made all manhattan shake
And every street and sidewalk quake
His stratocaster caused the mighty empire state
To vibrate
His whammy bar caused shock-eyed punks from
Hackensack and yonkers
Raised on speed, metal and rap
To enter trance and levitate

He played purple haze and pyramid,
Voodoo child and sin-e,
Up from the skies and storm free
In king tut's wah-wah hut

He did a forty-two minute
Cosmic rise in future shocks
Star spangled banner
In the back of cbgb's

He stopped every clock in new york state
And every heart that heard him
And time itself was beaten and confused
And fell lamb-like under the spell of his fabulous flashing fingers

He played an encore at the bitter end
A heartburst little wing
Even the waiters cried
And then we fell outside
And in the dusty dawn of bleeker street
A sweet rain fell
And jimi died