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Every Little Bit of Love
04:10
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A long way, a long way
A little bit of love of love goes a long, long way
A long way, such a long way
Just a little bit of love of love goes a long, long way
Sometimes it’s hard to make ends meet
It’s cold outside, the cupboard’s bare
When life is tough out on our streets
And it’s hard to find any comfort there
But there’s a spirit in the air
Of help and generosity
A time to love, a time to share,
A time to show how much we care.
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My Beautiful Dream
05:08
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When I finally left her, she left me no choice;
She left me bereft of the song in my voice.
And so when she left town and took you away,
I had nothing to sing and nothing to say.
Now we are strangers, as strange as that seems;
The good times together dissolve into dreams,
And the fragile memories a’ haunting my brain
Fray round the edges and take on the stain
Of a stubborn resentment, the force of the won’t
I know that I love you, but like you I don’t
believe we’re obliged by the blood that we share
To approve of each other or pretend that we care.
This is not my beautiful dream
Look what happened to my beautiful dream
My beautiful dream
We made some sweet music, but the good times didn’t last;
You were hurt and angry at what had come to pass
And said that I had betrayed you and done a great wrong,
When all that I did was to follow the song.
So I wrote a long letter; you did not respond,
But your silence spoke volumes; the years passed along,
And now I’ve grown old and you’re far, far away,
With nothing to sing and nothing so say.
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So Much Beauty
05:18
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When I was a small boy
I saw a choir of angels
Singing in the branches
Of the tree in the garden outside.
So I ran to tell my father
But he frowned and spoke in anger;
He told me Jesus didn’t love
Little boys who tell a lie.
So I ran out to the garden
Where the angels still were singing,
Praying and a’ preening,
And getting ready to fly.
And I shouted “Take me with you!”
But they did not seem to hear me
Until an angel child drew near me
And showed me a tear in her eye.
She sang there’s so much beauty we can’t see
Even though it’s right before our eyes.
And when her song was ended,
Like a vision splendid,
She touched me and ascended
Into the light of the sky
Now and then she visits
My angel friend from heaven;
She comes at half-past seven,
And stays until a quarter to nine.
And we talk about the weather
And the weight of my earthly tether;
Then she gives me a silver feather
So maybe one day I’ll be able to fly.
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Tell Me a Secret
03:44
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I had a little secret that troubled me, and when
I opened up my heart and told it to a friend,
It felt so good to get that little secret off my chest,
With such a lovely confidante I thought that I was blessed.
Tell, tell me a secret
I promise not to tell
Tell me a secret
But the burden of the secret was too much for her to bear,
And so she told someone who also felt the need to share.
And with each new retelling an embellishment or two,
And my little secret grew and grew.
And now my friends and family they talk behind their hands,
And neighbours passing in the street give me a second glance.
And as I pack my things I think about my misplaced trust,
And how a little secret turned my hopes and dreams to dust.
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Get Up and Dance
05:56
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Once there was a goddess
Who danced without a partner
On a starless dance floor
Nowhere, far away.
And in her graceful turning
She caused a great Becoming,
Setting into motion
A universal rave.
Get up and dance
Dance away your fears
To the rhythm of creation,
The music of the spheres.
Burn like the constellations,
Turn in the circumstance.
Shut up, put up, pay up,
Get up and dance.
Once there was a minstrel god
Who sang with none to listen,
No angel choir, no backup band
To keep them company.
’Til their sweet song awakened
Unfolding new sensation
Myriads of voices
To sing in harmony.
Throb like a pulsar
Whirl like a galaxy
Shine like the sun
Leap like a wave on the sea
Move like you mean it
This could be your only chance.
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Hurt
04:53
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I hurt myself today to see if I still feel.
I focus on the pain, the only thing that´s real.
The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting.
Try to kill it all away, but I remember everything.
What have I become my sweetest friend?
Everyone I know goes away in the end.
And you could have it all. My empire of dirt.
I will let you down. I will make you hurt.
I wear this crown of thorns upon my liar´s chair.
Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair.
Beneath the stains of time the feelings disappear.
You are someone else. I am still right here.
What have I become my sweetest friend?
Everyone I know goes away in the end.
And you could have it all. My empire of dirt.
I will let you down. I will make you hurt.
If I could start again, a million miles away,
I would keep myself. I would find a way.
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Anything for Love
04:38
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She only wanted me to try,
To try to love her
Find some feelings deep inside
And show ’em, bestow ’em, let her know ’em,
Like seeds to fill my garden
She would plant ’em and grow ’em
And she’d do anything for love.
Anything for love, anything, anything
Anything for love
Anything for love, anything, anything
Anything for love
And it’s a mystery to me
How true hearts finds their counterparts
How new love can come to be
It steals you, heals you, reveals you
Burning your disguises ’til there’s nothing that conceals you
And you’d do anything for love.
Love ain’t love if you only feel it.
It isn’t real until you reveal it
And put it into action,
Try to get a little traction.
Time is short, don’t hesitate,
If you wait too long, it’s gonna be too late
To do anything for love, anything, anything
Anything for love
Anything for love, anything, anything
Anything for love
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Solo Pensamientos
05:31
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To The Brave Ones
04:08
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They’re in this together
Come hell or high water
Angry young lambs to the slaughter
See the young people frightened and angry
Hear them chant as they march in the street
See the ones lying down in a die-in
Whose birthright is stolen and prospects are bleak
Don’t say you admire their heroes
Don’t tell them they fill you with hope
They don’t want to hear your good wishes,
If you’re not there beside them, you’re just blowing smoke.
They’re in this together
As the planet grows hotter
Angry young lambs to the slaughter.
Here’s to the brave ones unlike you and me
With the courage to stand up and fight to be free.
When the odds are against them and hope’s in decline
They put their cards on the table and lives on the line.
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10. |
Xtraordinary Love
05:44
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Extraordinary love, extraordinary love,
I just can’t get enough
Of your extraordinary love.
Extraordinary love, extraordinary love,
I just can’t get enough
Of your extraordinary love.
I see you standin’ over there
I wish you would come on over here
And tell me the thing I wanna hear:
Could you love me?
I’m thinkin’ of the time that we could spend
Bein’ besties, or maybe more than friends,
Hope you’d say yes please, but that would all depend:
Could you love me?
You are so self-contained, you don’t need no one to complete you.
I wonder if it’s all the same if you might want somebody to need you,
And bring you extra extra, extraordinary love
Extra extra, extraordinary love
Shout it in the streets and from the rooftops up above
Extra extra!
I’m not talkin’ ’bout no desperate affection;
That ain’t love, it’s only misdirection,
A subtle form of narcissistic self-obsession,
A way to compensate for something sorely missin’.
I’m doin’ fine, I love the life I’m livin’
I’m thankful for the blessings I’ve been given;
Could there be more, a little slice of heaven?
Could you love me?
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Don’t bury me in a graveyard
There’s too many dead people there
And though it’s true I’ll be dead too
Please scatter my ashes elsewhere.
Place them upon the blue ocean
Or onto a green mountainside,
But don’t bury me in a graveyard
Where the restless spirits reside.
You won’t need to buy me a tombstone;
You won’t need to dig me a grave.
Just place my remains on the lakes and the plains
To be gathered by wind and by wave.
With respect to the old undertaker,
Who renders a service profound,
I’d rather my bones were with old Davy Jones
Than in a pine box underground.
Some people say there’s a heaven,
A kingdom of bliss in the sky.
Other folks say we just pass away,
And nothing remains when we die.
But Nature’s Grand Reveille is beckoning me
Like a soldier to the drum and the fife,
So don’t bury me in a graveyard
And ruin my sweet afterlife.
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Bon Jorno & Hutchings Prince George, British Columbia
Mike Bon Jorno is an experimental multi-instrumentalist rock artist from Germany; Kevin Hutchings is a folk-pop lyricist and singer-songwriter living in Canada. When they met several years ago musical sparks flew, igniting a creative fire spanning two continents and an ocean. Their songs combine innovative and energetic instrumental performances with provocative lyrics and passionate vocals. ... more
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