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Words
05:04
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With you, the song of life is full,
With you, the dance can be of grace and ease.
Touching not always an easy thing to do,
Oh but, touching can be joyfulness indeed.
You, companion, are a dear friend to me,
I miss your voice, when you are away.
Joy fills me when you have returned,
Eager, I long, for that day.
Sentiment, is so very easily over done,
Too much as tool to use and throw away
Words are not the deeds we show the world,
They are often, after all, only what we say.
These then need be how I live my life,
I offer you the friendship of my hand.
Both joy and pain is in the cup we drink,
Both hard and soft, the place, we choice to stand.
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Born For This Moment
02:57
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Born for this moment,
Each is built upon the last.
Since I’m here now,
I must have survived the past.
All life has brought me to this moment,
Now and here.
Coupled with destiny,
I live, as the future draws near.
Tomorrow’s just illusion,
An escape, from the life of today.
Tomorrow’s not decided,
Many choices will come our way.
Born for this moment,
Not the next one, or the last.
Since we’re here now,
We all must have survived our past.
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Proenza
03:25
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Douce Dame Jolie
02:28
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Aurenga
07:29
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Aurenga
Go further in, and go higher up,
To the depth of a life where there’s always enough.
Standing together, oh and standing alone,
In the garden of beauty we share the same home.
Oh the circle is turning, I remember all the times,
When the chief joy of living was to be by your side,
Oh we tread the green earth and we shared the same plan,
Still neath the orange trees, woman and man.
Of the life I remember and the journeys that we made,
Now only the dream and the purpose remains.
Though I left before you, we both left in pain,
But we carry all those seeds of reunions again.
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For What It's Worth
04:24
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Such as it is, this is the most wonderful time to be alive,
This is a time of great beauty and great joy.
This is also a time of great suffering and great tragedy
All things are balance, the forked stick,
Both sides come from the same stem.
I look around and see the great hoop.
And know that all’s there.
To the left of me, to the right of me,
Beneath me and above me,
In front of me and behind me,
All around me is this great circle of life.
Life forever reaching out,
Touching always all things.
There are many worlds.
This is a time of beauty.
Make no mistake about this,
This is the time to be alive,
Always, as you breath, remember,
This is the time to be alive.
And for what it’s worth,
The circle is expanding.
All things are part of the great dream.
For what it’s worth,
This is a time of great beauty and great joy.
And yet is a time of potential great unbalance
Steady yourselves, rise above.
Be set.
This is a time of great wonder.
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Shall We Dance?
05:47
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Since we dance?
Since the dance is eternal,
Since the song is eternal,
Shall we dance?
Shall we sing?
Since the song is eternal.
Since the breath is eternal.
Shall we Sing?
Shall we breath?
Since the breath is eternal,
Since the love is eternal.
Shall we breath?
Shall we love?
Since the love is eternal,
Since the dance is eternal.
Shall we love?
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Como Poden
01:35
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9. |
Ballar d'Gnosis
01:24
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Planh
02:41
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This is a hard ground,
For flowers have died,
And weeds grow in their place,
Now defeat has choked their growth and life.
Nor can I sing of joy,
For bright dawn has turned to storm.
And waste and desolation
Lie in my sight.
There can be no hope of reconciliation,
Now the power of words has failed
There can be no hope of trust growing
It’s flowers are choked
By the weeds of bitterness
All round.
Angels of peace and reconciliation,
Hear me now.
Without you our lives are harsh.
Without comfort or resolution,
Give to us your gift of understanding.
Don’t leave us in darkness,
It is a lonely place,
And where is the beauty in that.
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La Tierche Estampie Real
04:10
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I find it hard, To speak of what I really know.
The words and language are not lost,
But they do not easily show.
Beginning now is the time, we need to speak out clear.
The knowledge that is of the heart,
Is so very needed here.
Since all the time to speak is nearly gone
There is no place to simply linger on.
Since all we hold dear is in our hands
Clarity and purpose stand.
Malpractice is so very much abound
The stewardship of the land has lapsed
And chaos is all around.
To sing of hope is not a simple thing
That is for fools and imbecile
Who always look for spring.
I have a friend who speaks of a black night.
A time when darkness will shut out the light
A time of brightness being held at bay
Until the birth of a new day.
Companions there is a need for urgency
There is a need for prayer and action
A need for dream and prophecy
Companions, I sing of other days
I sing of other places and of times
Both close and far away
The world has seen the likes of these before
The past is closed and held behind it’s heavy door
But new doors open up in front I tell
Recomensa, all manner of things shall be well.
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Aurenga
Go further in, and go higher up,
To the depth of a life where there’s always enough.
Standing together, oh and standing alone,
In the garden of beauty we share the same home.
Oh the circle is turning, I remember all the times,
When the chief joy of living was to be by your side,
Oh we tread the green earth and we shared the same plan,
Still neath the orange trees, woman and man.
Of the life I remember and the journeys that we made,
Now only the dream and the purpose remains.
Though I left before you, we both left in pain,
But we carry all those seeds of reunions again.
Oh the purpose we follow, well I cant see the end
But it dips and it weaves and has tortious bends
Oh the purpose we follow has only one key
That’s to trust in the morrow, but live here and be
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Nicholas Breeze Wood UK
Multi instrumentalist singer-songwriter drawing on Rock, Arabic and Medieval music, using instruments from all those traditions
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