Music
On the Stairs [song lyrics]
Here I stand with my feet on the ground
Working out when to go
up the stairway which seems heaven-bound.
(Doubting). How do we know?
Looking up all those stairs to the sky
Silhouettes fill my view.
They’re the ones who’ve received my goodbye;
one of them has been you.
You’re So Naïve
YOU’RE SO NAIVE! That was the title of a song I wrote on 2nd December 2008, addressed to the mesmerised masses across the world who were rejoicing at the thought of Obama being elected to the presidential office for the first time. When that happened, most of the world thought that their Messiah had come. But some of us knew it was just another cheap trick worked by behind-the-scenes strategists to make people think there had been some kind of sea-change when really it was a clever way of maintaining the status quo. Since the time of President J.F. Kennedy (who was plainly assassinated because he was prepared to stand up to the CIA and organised crime), the message has been clear: Presidents are tools and puppets of the real powerbrokers in this world (the Powers-that-Be, PTB) and have no power of their own whatsoever. As events develop now in the world as it is today, maybe many more will come to realise this too. The melody of this song resembles one of those football chants sung by crowds at matches. Here are the lyrics:So now you have a leader who is “young and black and real”
“Change we can believe in” is the mantra that you feel
But how come I am standing here with heaviness of heart?
It’s a tragedy in Grecian style and we all have a partYou’re so naïve!
The PTB are laughing up their sleeve
You’re exactly what they need
Their power-games you feed
You’re so naïve! Continue reading…
Cellulite in Blue [song lyric]
Her skin was smooth as silk
and her hair a crown of gold.
Asked her mirror (always would tell).
Clothes cling and slide into place.
In those days she’d thought all was well;
cruel lines not etched on her face.
She screened her face from sun;
hid it mostly from the light.
Preened herself for someone to feel.
Loved how his hands searched her cells.
Blossomed through her sex appeal;
pheromones and scented smells.
The Dark before the Dawn [song lyric]
There were no leaves on the tree
Bare branches glanced before my eyes
No flowers there that I could see
Nothing there for my surprise
There was no light from the sky
No stars were shining in the blue
No matter how much I try
Dark looms in everything I do
“Blowback” or “Please Don’t Kill my Baby!” [song lyrics]
The day he took my little one
he’d gone without his coat
to school and I was worried
(he’d complained about his throat).
I thought he might have had a cold
or something I could mend.
I didn’t know I wouldn’t
see his face again.
The Seed of it All [song lyric]
HERE ARE THE LYRICS for a song I wrote called “The Seed of it All”, which is on my upcoming CD (“The End of the Song”). This song is about the extraordinary process we call the passage of time — one of the greatest of all mysteries (for now). It seemed to me that it has a very fitting New Year message:
In the heart of every Summer
lies the child of the Fall;
and deep within each one of us:
The seed of it all.
Everything that’s yet to come
is now already here.
The seasons of the future
are secreted in the year.
We’re pregnant with potential
unfolding here in time —
palaces of promise
with a serenade sublime.
Everything we’ll be one day
is written in the now.
Each now becomes the future
but the miracle is how!
Refrain:
The present is the future in disguise;
the choices which we’ll make
are already in our eyes.
Liberated from the past
we will find ourselves at last;
every moment is a fond goodbye.
Always moving forward
like searching shooting stars;
never burning out because
we’re would-be avatars.
And from the cosmic dawn of time
we’re birthing who we’ll be;
reaching out our branches
like an ever-growing tree.
With embryonic visions
cascading years to come —
written on the wailing wall
our life a smoking gun.
Playing out our precious path
as troubadours of time;
we sing our way until we reach
perfection in our rhyme.
Refrain:
The present is the future in disguise;
The choices which we’ll make
are already in our eyes.
Liberated from the past
we will find ourselves at last;
every moment is a fond goodbye.
In the heart of every Summer
lies the child of the Fall
and deep within each one of us:
The seed of it all.
The Wailing Moon [song lyric]
Saw the face on the moon last night
Shocked, marvelled and amazed
That the wrong ain’t made right.
Looking down on this broken old world
Over which flags of cowardly deeds
Have unfurled
Protection Racket [song lyric]
Searching for a reason
Trying to find the answer why
Brave hearts to believe in
Need to feel something real inside
So long in the desert
Dried up in the breeze
Barbed wire all around him
Armour-clad… he’s not sad inside
Thunder in my Soul [song lyric]
Waking up to thunder:
It was rumbling in my soul
but I didn’t hear a sound come from the sky.
Then it tore me clean asunder
and my joyfulness it stole
but I still won’t be dissatisfied.
There’s a special kind of lightning
makes a flash without a sound;
you never hear it coming till it’s come.
When it struck it wasn’t frightening
though it threw me to the ground
while my heart and veins were frozen numb.
Further [song lyrics]
Cleaning out the air
dirt was everywhere
now the deed was done
I can see the sun
Bathing in its light
no more need to fight
finally some rest
was it all a test
Through one eighty days
(I was) living in a haze
couldn’t see the ground
never heard the sound
of my pumping heart
going stop and start
if it didn’t end
I would never mend
I went further than ever before
Didn’t even have a map
Found within me some space unexplored
Couldn’t find my own way back
Something has to change
need to rearrange
every broken fence
so it all makes sense
Every now and then
must remake again
taking off the gloves
leaving only love
[If you’d only be my dream
You would never have to scheme]
So where are you now
Growing up somehow?
have you learned to see
not just you but me
When your chains have gone
and you sing our song
I will know that we
can truly be
I went further than ever before
Didn’t even have a map
Found within me some space unexplored
Couldn’t find my own way back
© 2011, Alan Morrison
The Naked Troubadour 