Hard Sun

A song by Eddie Vedder
Hard Sun



Lyrics:

When I walk beside her
I am the better man
When I look to leave her
I always stagger back again

Once I built an ivory tower
So I could worship from above
When I climb down to be set free
She took me in again

[CHORUS]
There's a big
A big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In the big hard world

When she comes to greet me
She is mercy at my feet
I see her inner charm
She just throws it back at me

Once I dug an early grave
To find a better land
She just smiled and laughed at me
And took her rules back again

[CHORUS]

When I go to cross that river
She is comfort by my side
When I try to understand
She just opens up her hands

[CHORUS]

Once I stood to lose her
And I saw what I had done
Bowed down and threw away the hours
Of her garden and her sun

So I tried to want her
I turned to see her weep
40 days and 40 nights
And it's still coming down on me

[CHORUS]

Mystics & Watchers

They rise - the lover and dreamer, the watcher and the mystic - not by chance or by powerless circumstance, but by fate, who speaks by metered means "Return. The name of thy beginning awaits thee."

More of sky than of ground, are they, and soil holds little solace. Blinding day does not enliven, but those glistening clusters and rapturous ponds of silver that reach across immortal voids. There is their treasure. That, their blissful aim and portion. For this, they abide the daily donning of pinion and truss.

And yet, fate sings and rings her spheral chimes, and breaks the spell woven by day, so that they may rise in this vigilous pursuit, and lay claim to treasure held safe beneath those bright spattered pools. She strikes the polished surface of midnight rays, to lay bare inherent eagerness and stir the hopeful heart to move in ancient inquiry.

Each night, upon the lustrous beams they move in search of the true and the hidden. They rise - the lover and dreamer, the watcher and mystic - not by solitary casualty, nor by feeble error, nor tresspass, but by that bidding, "Return. The name of thy beginnings awaits thee."

© Rachelle LeCount
(A revision of a previous work)

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Icarus Ascending

If this isn't my favorite Fogelberg song, it's pretty close.

"Icarus Ascending"
Dan Fogelberg



Lyrics:
Soaring alone upon a threatening wind
Just fix your eyes on the horizon
Cut off from everything
You've known or have been
I shouldn't think it's so surprisin'
Spiralling upward on a freshening lift
Reaching the realms of fleet Apollo
You have been given the most sacred of gifts
You must be fearless now and follow

[Chorus:]
Don't look down
Though your heart may be weary
Don't look down
Though your wings are on fire
Don't look down
Though the night may seem endless
There's a reason you're flyingThis fast and this far
Let your faith be your strength
And your love be your guiding star

Venturing further than
The length of your sight
Out past the reach of your beginnings
There is a gamble in each
Proud act of flight
But the losses pale before the winnings
Circling and diving with this
Freedom you've found
Illusion blows apart and scatters
There is no darkness in this place
That we're bound
Love is the only thing that matters

[Chorus]

Up.....up.....up.....up.....

Leala & Diaphanous

Was she dreaming, she asked herself. She must be. If she were not Sedrick surely would not lay in such peaceful slumber mere feet away. Or perhaps it was a mirage. She'd read about mirages in the desert. But such a visual phenomenon required heat and rays of light. It was night and dark, aside from the glow of the full moon, and the air was chilled.

The thoughts had scarcely hurried through her mind when the limpid figure spoke again.

"It is not because you are dreaming that the man stirs not from his sleep. It is because I am within and not without."

"But I see you." Leala replied.

"You see me because you wish me to be seen."

"You still have not told me your name." Leala said.

"I have no name, aside from that thing which I am. For I am no more and no less than the secret thoughts of your heart. Things for which you've provided safe haven, as well as the things you conceal."

It was one of those hermetic moments in which Leala felt the stirring of recognition that caused her to wonder what other being might be dwelling somewhere deep within the temporal substance of her own body. This recognition - this wordless perceptivity - was something she called "knowing." Something that produced a whirling sensation that could be temporarily disorienting, when it was at it's most profound. She assumed this was due to the struggle between the corporeal and the impalpable, as they each contend for dominance over the other.

Did minutes pass, or mere seconds? Leala was unsure how much time lapsed before she heard herself speak. "Then I will name you Diaphanous."


© Rachelle

(A work in progress)

Angels

"Angel Standing By"
By Jewel



All through the night
I'll be watching over you
And all through the night
I'll be standing over you
And through bad dreams
I'll be right there baby
Telling you everything's going to be alright
When you cry
I'll be there baby
Telling you're never nothing less than beautiful
So don't you worry
I'm your Angel
Standing by



"Calling All Angels"
By K.D. Lang and Jane Siberry



santa maria, santa teresa, santa anna, santa susannahsanta cecelia,
santa copelia, santa domenica, mary angelicafrater achad, frater pietro,
julianus, petronillasanta, santos, miroslaw, vladimir and all the rest

A man is placed upon the steps, a baby cries,
And high above the church bells start to ring
And as the heaviness the body oh the heaviness settles in
Somewhere you can hear a mother sing
Then it`s one foot then the other as you step out onto the road
How much weight? how much weight?
Then it`s how long? and how far?
And how many times before it`s too late?
Calling all angels calling all angels
Walk me through this one
Don`t leave me alone
Calling all angels Calling all angels
We`re cryin` and we`re hurtin`
And we`re not sure why

And every day you gaze upon the sunset with such love and intensity
It`s almost... it`s almost as if if you could only crack the code
Then you`d finally understand what all this means
But if you could... do you think you would trade in all the pain and suffering?
Ah, but then you`d miss the beauty of the light upon this earth
And the sweetness of the leaving
Calling all angels Calling all angels
Walk me through this one
Don`t leave me alone
Callin` all angels Callin` all angels
We`re tryin`we`re hopin`we`re hurtin`
We`re lovin`we`re cryin`we`re callin`
Cuz we`re not sure how this goes

Roused Dreamers

Sleepers awaken
Born of slumberous wombs
As pearls they are
Hidden in the fields
Whisper "We are here"

Watchers waiting
For he who purchased their glory
And fitting made them
To be swept up in golden nets
Proclaim "We are sent"

Stillness know they
That yeild to the crushing
Like grapes into wine
Like stones into diamonds
Sing "We are chosen"

Roused dreamers
Ransomed treasures, immortal,
Entreating the master
That the day be near
Cry "We are ready"

© Rachelle LeCount

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Draw Near

Draw near, and with certitude throw back the sashes that veil the brightness of celestial lights. Their curious spring is as morn, and as birth from thwarted death.

Carefully, gently, raise thy hand to that sill and breach, at last, that narrow space by which such wistful love might pass and rest upon a soul racked taut by interim too long extended.

Had expectancy been stretched only for a day or other brief measure, it may blossoming now be. For hope, in an eternal dance, could prevent not her own joining, so that we might be accompanied.

Rather those apportionments, one by one, subdued and wrested, draw down with them again the sash, and conceal the light beyond.

Beseech I must, leave open - pull wide - that shutter once more. For hypnotic is the light from those heavenly globes. Light that labors of its own unavoidable ambition.

Come near and pass through and with confidence sever the tethers that hinder splendid absolution, so we may breathe that budding fragrance of imperishability.

Yet, rest. Rest and do not strain. Truth itself, should it be willed, shall burst the panes themselves and by exalted silence shall shatter the need for breaching of spaces or the drawing of sashes.

© Rachelle LeCount

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Cosmic Carlos Santana

Carlos Santana

He is a product of the 1960s, a true hippie, and today the man once called Cosmic Carlos still talks like one.

"Sound immediately rearranges the molecular structure of the listener. And that's something that I'm really really passionate about," says Santana.

When asked about his New Age veneer, he says, "If they equate Cosmic Carlos with something that they don't understand because they're too much on the frequency of meat and potatoes, it's OK....There's something about music that makes your hair stand up. Behold, it rearranges your molecular structure."

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Put Your Lights On:

Hey now all you sinners
Put your lights on put your lights on
Hey now all you lovers
Put your lights on put your lights on
Hey now all you killers
Put your lights on put your lights on
Hey now all you children
Leave your lights on you better leave your lights on
Cause theres a monster living under my bed
Whispering in my ear
Theres an angel with a hand on my head
She say Ive got nothing to fear
Theres a darkness deep in my soul
I still got a purpose to serve
So let your light shine into my hole
God dont let me lose my nerve
Lose my nerve
Hey now hey now hey now hey now
Wo oh hey now hey now hey now hey now
Hey now all you sinners
Put your lights on put your lights on
Hey now all you children
Leave your lights on you better leave your lights on
Because theres a monster living under my bed
Whispering in my ear
Theres an angel with a hand on my head
She says Ive got nothing to fear
La ill aha ill allah
We all shine like stars
We all shine like stars
Then we fade away