Prince of Darkness

November 10, 2008

Steven Gelberg

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Prince Of Darkness


My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
I don’t know when I noticed life was life at my expense
The words of my heart lined up like prisoners on a fence
The dreams came in like needy children tugging at my sleeve
I said I have no way of feeding you, so leave
But there was a time I asked my father for a dollar
And he gave it a ten dollar raise
When I needed my mother and I called her
She stayed with me for days
And now someone’s on the telephone, desperate in his pain
Someone’s on the bathroom floor doing her cocaine
Someone’s got his finger on the button in some room
No one can convince me we aren’t gluttons for our doom
But I tried to make this place my place
I asked for Providence to smile upon me with his sweet face


But I’ll tell you
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
(By grace, my sight grows stronger and I will not
be a pawn for the Prince of Darkness any longer)


Maybe there’s no haven in this world for tender age
My heart beat like the wings of wild birds in a cage
My greatest hope my greatest cause to grieve
And my heart flew from its cage and it bled upon my sleeve
The cries of passion were like wounds that needed healing
I couldn’t hear them for the thunder
I was half the naked distance between hell and heaven’s ceiling
And he almost pulled me under
Now someone’s on the telephone desperate in his pain
Someone’s on the bathroom floor doing her cocaine
Someone’s got his finger on the button in some room
No one can convince me we aren’t gluttons for our doom
I tried to make this place my place
I asked for Providence to smile upon me with his sweet face

But I’ll tell you
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
I do not feel the romance I do not catch of spark
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
(By grace my sight grows stronger, grows stronger)
I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
(And I will not be a pawn for the Prince of Darkness any longer)


Indigo Girls


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Ahmed Al Safi


I am going to sing this song in my sleep. I am going to see the sun. I am going to let pain flow through. I am going to be free with privacy but relieve myself of secrets. I will no longer be a secret. I will be.

Kim


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Dominic Arizona Bonnuccelli

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John Running

Then I Met You

Thought that I’d be happy
Going to be so happy
Living life alone and never sharing anything

Thought that I was finished
Thought that I was complete
Thought that I was whole instead of being half of something

Thought that I was growing
Growing older, wiser
Understanding why this world held nothing for my spirit

Thought that I was destined
Destined to be nothing
Destined to be nothing in this world and then I met you.

I met you

Thought that God had failed me
Thought my prayers were useless
Thought that he would never give the chance for me to praise him

Thought the book was written
Thought the game had ended
Thought the song was sung and I could never sing another

Thought my faith was misplaced
Thought my back was broken
Broken by a weight that I was never fit to carry

Thought I knew this city
Thought I knew all about it
And then one night I went to Morningside and you were waiting

I met you

 

The Proclaimers

Bruce My Last Sigh Flickr

 

How Would I Know

April 30, 2007

 

From Women in the Landscape Series

Steven Gelberg

 

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You say you don’t feel like yourself

Does that mean you’re somebody else


How would I know


Oh you say you just don’t feel quite right today


Does that mean that you’re slipping away


How would I know


You might believe there’s a paradise


In the next hello


How would I know

If you don’t tell me so

If you wanted to go

How would I know

 


You say you don’t know what you’re doing here

Does that mean you might disappear

How would I know

You might feel that there’s something real

In the next hello

 

Melissa Etherdige

 

 

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Mike Sibthorp

Into the Dark

February 27, 2007

Feet

Amar Khoday

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There were stairs they were steep

I was falling falling deep


You were there you were small


There was screaming down the hall

 

I’ve been here sleeping all these years


There comes a time we all know

There’s a place that we must go

Into the soul into the heart

Into the dark

 

 

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Reverie

Mark Esposito

 

 

There was fire there was death

There was lying on your breath

I turned away I would pretend

But the burning never ends

 

I’ve been here sleeping all these years


There was a wave over the house

There was fear choked in my mouth

You were there you left your mark

As I stumbled in the dark

 

 

Melissa Etheridge

 

 

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Heather’s Gate

John Running

 

 

Somebody Loves Me

February 26, 2007

Mike Sibthorp

 

 

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When this world began

It was heaven’s plan

There should be a girl for ev’ry single man

To my great regret

Someone has upset

Heaven’s pretty programme for we’ve never met

I’m clutching at straws, just because

I may meet him yet

 

 

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Hotel Clerk

Ric Savid

 

 

Somebody loves me, I wonder who

I wonder who he can be

Somebody loves me, I wish I knew,

Who can he be worries me.

For ev’ry boy who passes me I shout, “ Hey, maybe

You were meant to be my loving baby.”

Somebody loves me, I wonder who,

Maybe it’s you.

 

Lyrics:

Ballard McDonald

B.G “Buddy” De Sylva

Music:

George Gershwin

Sung By:

Doris Day

Lena Horne

 

P.S. I searched long and hard for an audio of Lena Singing. I heard her on Pandora; I have linked her to there. Can I tell ya? I almost banged my head on my mouse! Doris links to a recording. I still own Doris Day albums! (Shhhhsss! Don’t tell anyone!)

Kim

Truth of the Heart

February 21, 2007

 

 

Tohil Trevino

 

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I hear your questions
I see your face
Your life before you
Is full of grace
What can I tell you

To let you know
Your angel’s eyes
Will watch you grow

 


Come listen close
And I’ll try to let you know
It’s all I know

 


There is no magic
There are no secrets
We all begin this race at the start
But I have come this far
With a truth of the heart

 

 

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Tohil Trevino

 

 

Deep down inside
I think we’re all the same
Try not to judge someone
And never shame
I do believe that people are good
They just want hope and respect
And to be understood

 


Sometimes it’s hard sometimes it’s strange
But the truth of the heart is people can change

 


Yes there is danger and there are shadows
And there is fear inside the dark
It has powered countries and borne religion
Fear can never rule the heart

 


My father’s burden
My mother’s rain
My own desire
My sister’s pain
All souls have traveled along this road
Each one has carried their own heavy load

 

 

Melissa Etheridge

or

Here

 

 

 

 

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Manolis Tsantakis

Calypso

February 18, 2007

 

Lisa Denning

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My name is Calypso
And I have lived alone
I live on an island
And I waken to the dawn
A long time ago
I watched him struggle with the sea
I knew that he was drowning
And I brought him into me
Now today
Come morning light
He sails away
After one last night
I let him go.


My name is Calypso
My garden overflows
Thick and wild and hidden
Is the sweetness there that grows
My hair it blows long
As I sing into the wind
My name is Calypso
And I have lived alone
I live on an island
I tell of nights
Where I could taste the salt on his skin


Salt of the waves
And of tears
And though he pulled away,
I kept him here for years
I let him go


My name is Calypso
I have let him go
In the dawn he sails away
To be gone forever more
And the waves will take him in again
But he’ll know their ways now
I will stand upon the shore
With a clean heart


And my song in the wind
The sand will sting my feet
And the sky will burn
It’s a lonely time ahead
I do not ask him to return
I let him go
I let him go

SuzanneVega

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Manolis Tsantakis

Symphony in Black and White

Prince of Darkness

February 17, 2007

 

 

My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
And I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
And I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark

I don’t know when I noticed life was life at my expense
The words of my heart lined up like prisoners on a fence
The dreams came in like needy children tugging at my sleeve
I said I have no way of feeding you, so leave
But there was a time I asked my father for a dollar
And he gave it a ten dollar raise
And when I needed my mother and I called her
She stayed with me for days


Now someone’s on the telephone, desperate in his pain
Someone’s on the bathroom floor doing her cocaine
Someone’s got his finger on the button in some room
No one can convince me we aren’t gluttons for our doom
But I tried to make this place my place
I asked for providence to smile upon me with his sweet face
Yeah but Ill tell you

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Children Series

Steven Gelberg

My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
And I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
(by grace, my sight grows stronger)
And I do not feel the romance I will not be
(and I will not be a pawn for the prince of darkness any longer)

Maybe there’s no haven in this world for tender age
My heart beat like the wings of wild birds in a cage
My greatest hope my greatest cause to grieve
And my heart flew from its cage and it bled upon my sleeve
Oh the cries of passion were like wounds that needed healing
I couldn’t hear them for the thunder
I was half the naked distance between hell and heavens ceiling
And he almost pulled me under


Now someone’s on the telephone, desperate in his pain
Someone’s on the bathroom floor doing her cocaine
Someone’s got his finger on the button in some room
No one can convince me we aren’t gluttons for our doom
But I tried to make this place my place
I asked for providence to smile upon me with his sweet face
But Ill tell you


My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
And I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
(by grace, my sight grows stronger)
And I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
(grows stronger)
By grace
(my place is of the sun)
My sight
(and this place is of the dark)
Is growing stronger
(I do not feel the romance)
I will not be a pawn

(I will not be)
For the prince of darkness any longer

Indigo Girls

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Foothills of Mont Sainte-Victoire

Wendy Leach

Last Year’s Man

February 15, 2007

 

Paris, France

Dominic Arizona Bonnuccelli

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The rain falls down on last year’s man,
that’s a jew’s harp on the table,
that’s a crayon in his hand.
And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since they rolled
far past the stems of thumbtacks
that still throw shadows on the wood.
And the skylight is like skin for a drum I’ll never mend
and all the rain falls down amen
on the works of last year’s man.
I met a lady, she was playing with her soldiers in the dark
oh one by one she had to tell them
that her name was Joan of Arc.
I was in that army, yes I stayed a little while;
I want to thank you, Joan of Arc,
for treating me so w
ell.
And though I wear a uniform I was not born to fight;
all these wounded boys you lie beside,
goodnight, my friends, goodnight.

 


I came upon a wedding that old families had contrived;
Bethlehem the bridegroom,
Babylon the bride.
Great Babylon was naked, oh she stood there trembling for me,
and Bethlehem inflamed us both
like the shy one at some orgy.
And when we fell together all our flesh was like a veil
that I had to draw aside to see
the serpent eat its ta
il.

 


Some women wait for Jesus, and some women wait for Cain
so I hang upon my altar
and I hoist my axe again.
And I take the one who finds me back to where it all began
when Jesus was the honeymoon
and Cain was just the man.
And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood and skin

that the wilderness is gathering
all its children back again.

 

 


The rain falls down on last year’s man,
an hour has gone by
and he has not moved his hand.
But everything will happen if he only gives the word;
the lovers will rise up
and the mountains touch the ground.
But the skylight is like skin for a drum I’ll never mend
and all the rain falls down amen
on the works of last year’s man.

 

Leonard Cohen

 

 

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John Running

Let My Love Open the Door

January 23, 2007

Diptych Twenty 1978

Rafael Navarro

 

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When people
keep repeating
That you’ll never fall in love
When everybody keeps retreating
But you can’t seem to get enough

 

Let my love open the door
Let my love open the door
Let my love open the door
To your heart

 

When everything feels all over
When everybody seems unkind
I’ll  bring you a four leaf clover
Take all the worry out of your mind

 

Let my love open the door
Let my love open the door
Let my love open the door
To your heart

 

I have the only key to your heart
I can stop you falling apart
Try today, you’ll find this way
Come on and give me a chance to say
Let my love open the door
It’s all I’m living for
Release yourself from misery
There’s only one thing gonna set you free
That’s my love

 

Let my love open the door
Let my love open the door
Let my love open the door

 

When tragedy befalls you
Don’t let it drag you down
Love can cure your problems
You’re so lucky I’m around

 

Let my love open the door
Let my love open the door
Let my love open the door
To your heart

 


Pete Townsend

 

 

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John Running