Posts Tagged ‘song’

I Want to Be Free

84adam | March 2, 2010 in Music, Video | Comments (1)

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Fools Can Be Kings

84adam | February 28, 2010 in Music, Poetry, Quote, Video | Comments (1)

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“A man can’t ride your back unless it’s bent.” — MLK

KNIGHTS OF CYDONIA, by Muse

Come ride with me through the veins of history
I’ll show you a God who falls asleep on the job
How can we win when fools can be kings?
Don’t waste your time or time will waste you

No one’s going to take me alive
The time has come to make things right
You and I must fight for our rights
You and I must fight to survive

No one’s going to take me alive
The time has come to make things right
You and I must fight for our rights
You and I must fight to survive

No one’s going to take me alive
The time has come to make things right
You and I must fight for our rights
You and I must fight to survive

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What Else Is There?

84adam | December 28, 2009 in Video | Comments (0)

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The Wind Song

84adam | November 24, 2008 in Prose | Comments (0)

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windCome hurricane and they ponder fear me a while.
With a nice breeze they love and bless me some time.

I comb the forest and I find resistance,
howl in the canyon but none take heed.
I’ve got sound but no voice to speak of my journey.
Grinding against the sky I wonder why.

Can’t blow away my rock-hard luck,
factor in the chills of guilt, monotony.
O, won’t you trade with me?
Because the lull just means I’m elsewhere,
and you claim all the stable ground.

Come hurricane and they ponder fear me a while.
With a nice breeze they love and bless me some time.

Many lifetimes have I spanned,
since rocks smashed to make the sand.
Dunes so far and wide, bringing music to the chimes.
Lighting urban skies I wonder why.

Guard all beasts from hot-headed brother,
life-seeds in my pocket, rebirth in my arms,
painting pictures with the clouds in the sky.
And the trees gladly dance to my rhythm.

Come hurricane and they ponder fear me a while.
With a nice breeze they love and bless me some time.

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