Friday, August 20, 2021

BlackWhiteLight

 


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BlackWhiteLight
 
1. Neon glow is luminescence
            An atmosphere of phosphorescence
Ultraviolet incandescence
            Radiate a mystic presence
Orbiting a coloured essence
            Exciting in its bright fluorescence
 
[CHORUS:]
Shine on me--- Let it bleed---
and God breathes life into my soul--
makes the connection
 
2. Illuminate in milliseconds
            Video white lightning beckons
Crystals gradate dark emissions
            Activate the shock positions
In afterglow, the heat transitions
            Wavelengths' new conditions
 
[CHORUS]
 
[BRIDGE:]
 
Ultramarine-- in its magnificence
Lava light-- obsolescence
It shines-- it shines-- it shines---   freely---
 
3. Strobe lights flicker luminescent
            Radar shifts, it's phosphorescent
Silver streaks incandescent
            Reconnect when ghosts are present
Light dreams alive!
            (Fluorescent) BlackWhiteLight! Yeah!
 
Shine on me--- Let it bleed---
and God breathes light into my soul--
It shines-- it shines-- it shines---   freely---

Friday, June 4, 2021

Ground Zero Blues

 

This is the story of a trip I took traveling through the Deep South in 2019.  It was a great time and I really learned to love America.  Here are some pictures... 2,000 miles in 8 days!


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GROUND ZERO BLUES


From Clarksdale, Mississippi up to Memphis, Tennessee

The Cat Head men and Hambone's Street

In the sweltering heat

Spoken: Trying to find Elvis... headed to Ground Zero

 

Pulled in Macon town where the Allmans' still around

Their Marshall stacks and great old tracks

Ghosts in bed

Spoken: It's the life they led... headed to Ground Zero

 

Drove through Alabam' where the real folks live in shacks

On Easy Street, the poor souls say,

'He who makes a garden

Spoken: ...works with God'... going to Ground Zero

 

[BRIDGE]

I had nothing then-- got nothing now---

But I sang at Muscle Shoals

- living out my dream.

"Through these doors walk the finest in the world..."  Ooh--- yeah

 

It was a hot Alabama day, on my Mississippi way

And the mission man showed me the plan:

"The Delta's not for the weak

Spoken: ...or some poor sap on a losing streak" Ooh---

 

The only soul in town, Loretta's still around

Her depot's lonely in an old ghost town

And the track's still there

Spoken: But the train is gone... take me to Ground Zero

 

Clarksdale's still with me and Nashville, Tennessee

The black man there, he don't care

for no politics

Spoken: - just chops and licks. Ooh---

 

Now the Deep South's in my soul

The Deep South is forever in my soul----





Friday, March 26, 2021

The Tithe

 

The Tithe

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Numbers can be cruel

The clock ages us too quickly

The pressure's on and time is short

for the poor and sickly

We count our blessings every day

but do we give enough?

What is the cost?


The tithe is generosity

given from within your soul

To some, it's just a one-tenth contribution

from the dole

The tithe, a voluntary gesture's

giving to the needy

- not invited to devour

the banquet of the greedy.--- Ooh--- ooh---


Too much credit, not success

won't settle up the score

We miss the point of living life

and should be giving more

For what goes out, will come back

the Lord, He will provide

What is the cost?


[BRIDGE]

We're humbled, now, must show respect

to the Living Lord

who's taught us grace, to do without

and sacrifice the hoard

And no amount of money

will satisfy the host

What is the cost?


The tithe, a voluntary gesture's

giving to the needy

- not invited to devour

the banquet of the greedy.--- Ooh--- ooh---

Saturday, February 13, 2021

I Am Blue

 

I AM BLUE

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I came back to James Island,

no hurricane to run from.

Left the New York blizzard chill.

I knew I had to go home

to the warm Charleston sea.

It was my own free will.


On the island, it was empty -

no one to receive me.

And my mother's bed was cold.

So, I wondered through the market,

painted abstracts in my loft, and

I believed what I was told.


[CHORUS]

They say no man is an island

And the rivers all run freely

And we're all escaping some fate

yet I am blue.

 

The Carolina sun was hot

and in the darkness, it was not

my dream come true.

Staring out the window

on the highway with the sad palms,

I knew my karma's through.

 

[BRIDGE]

Where once I was lost, now I'm free---

Where once I was blind, now I can see---

Give us, oh, Lord, your sweet mercy---

I'd rather die than not be free---

 

And at the stroke of midnight

I finished writing down this song

and it was a soul release.

Sitting in pitch black, I still felt

light on my shoulder

and a total sense of peace.

 

[CHORUS]