Excerpts from DREAM This songs performed live
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lyrics (and music) by Stan Stewart
spontaneously composed on January 14, 2016
Copyright © 2016, 2017 by Stan Stewart & muz4now, inc. All rights reserved.
Maybe it's an instinct
That rises from shame.
Maybe it's a cradle
That rocks me to tame
My pretty paranoia
That would free me from pain.
I don't try to distress you
I've got nothing to gain.
Open all the windows:
They block out the sun.
Sometimes my distractions
Are just me having fun.
Attribution, retribution,
Call it what you will.
I only know that
Of this stuff I've had my fill.
Dance this
When your heart is aflame.
Dance this
When you're feeling insane.
Dance this
When there's nothing to do
For everything you need is alive in you.
Gotta get my house in order;
That's an order I('ve) got
At the bottom of a long list
That may just sit and rot.
Get my shit together?
Believe that I try
To mystify the Mystics
Make all the virgins cry.
It's clear that there's been
Enough of all this suffering.
People hurt each other.
(Take another Bufferin.)
Whatever comes up
I'll write another song
Because I care so much,
Want us to get along.
Dance this
When your heart is aflame.
Dance this
When you're feeling insane.
Dance this
When there's nothing to do
For everything you need is alive in you.
My heart goes out
To each person that I see.
What if their trouble
Was here troubling me?
I don't have all the answers.
But the questions? A few
That haunt my own existence.
Are they haunting you, too?
Practice all your potions.
Make elixirs that work.
Much better than practices
Causing others hurt.
I said to open windows,
That wasn't what I meant:
Tear down all the walls.
Build up beauty, heaven sent.
Dance this
When your heart is aflame.
Dance this
When you're feeling insane.
Dance this
When there's nothing to do
For everything you need is alive in you.
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Yet ("live")
03:31
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Circle is unwinding.
End of the rope. Finding
Knot is not tied as tightly as we thought.
Now, when the wheels grinding;
Here are the brakes binding.
Can we be sure to come out on the top?
I raise it skyward!
Ah! Won't you help me?
I look beside me:
It's got to be there: Got to be there!
Another way. One other road
Leading to where Lay down the load.
Thought it was together.
Found it to be never.
I could not do it on my own again.
Struggled to find answers;
Human are we dancers
And so we look to others on the way.
I raise it skyward!
Ah! Won't you help me?
I look beside me:
It's got to be there: Got to be there!
Another way. One other road
Leading to where Lay down the load.
Where did this deep apathy come from?
Where is this ambiguity going to?
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Felt the abandon go
And it is gone. You know
There is no way to get it back again.
Yet we go on somehow;
Even a goal there, now.
Even a hope that there's a chance to win.
I raise it skyward!
Ah! Won't you help me?
I look beside me:
It's got to be there: Got to be there!
Another way. One other road
Leading to where Lay down the load.
Copyright 1976, 1986, 2016 by muz4now and Stan Stewart. All Rights Reserved.
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In spite of my thoughts of independence
I built my world around you.
I closed my heart to fears my mind would raise.
In spite of my fear of true repentance
I'm here to say my failure
Was only that I failed to fail myself.
(Chorus)
Look at me
Play the fool,
set the stage and state the rule.
Look at me when the fire's burning low.
Excuses we made were unforgiving.
Amazing that we're living;
Amazing there's a spark that's left at all.
Refusing to budge won't get us nowhere:
We've seen the traffic slow where
The human side can't see the side it's cold.
Don't think the payment will be given:
I know the life I'm living
May not be much. I'm treated, oh, so cool.
Yet I'll place the spark in places fitting.
The fire will be emitting
A flame that burns the foolishness I feel.
Copyright © 1991, 2016 by Stan Stewart and muz4now, inc. All rights reserved.
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Look all around into the heart of anyone.
Look all around to see what you can see.
You cannot say what someone next to you may feel.
You cannot be putting down to build you up.
How can a world made of people judged and free...
Can it survive unless we make each other smile?
Look all around into the heart of anyone.
Look all around to see what you can see.
Copyright 2007, 2016 by Stan Stewart and muz4now, inc. All Rights Reserved.
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we all have our own dreams
we never falter in dreaming
we all have our own dreams
we never slip from our slumbering
"I'm so good when I sleep."
that's what the little kid said
"Can't do nuthin' wrong when I'm dreaming."
or we led her to believe
we all have our own dreams
we never falter in dreaming
we all have our own dreams
we never slip from our slumbering
"I can cook counting sheep."
said the one who could burn water
"I'm so good when I sleep."
that's the motto of our kings and queens
…boy, can they sleep!…
we all have our own dreams
we never falter in dreaming
we all have our own dreams
we never slip from our slumbering
Copyright 1990, 2016 by Stan Stewart and muz4now, inc.
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Quake ("live")
04:06
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you see the drops falling
you know it’s tears and not the rain
you feel the earth sighing
but you just go on
earth shatters
earth cries
earth tatters
earth sighs
you hear your neighbor calling
you hurt to sense her bitter pain
do the right thing tell ya
do it with a friend
earth shatters
earth cries
earth tatters
earth sighs
you feel a tingle
like a change in the air
something shifting you see it everywhere
take off your shoes
they’ve lost their shine
earth on bare feet feelin’ fine
laughing at stars hanging
laughter is theirs to shine on you
dance to the moon music
more of dance, less agony
earth shatters
earth cries
earth tatters
earth sighs
Copyright 1989, 2016 by Stan Stewart and muz4now, inc. All Rights Reserved.
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"You have to take
The love you get”, some may say.
I’m here to tell you:
You make the love to give it away.
In so many forms
This love shows up at my door.
Why do I wait?
When it’s the thing I’ve been asking for?
Without expectation
I wander next to you;
There in sweet wonder
Your eyes-upturn so blue.
(Then) My heart skips through
It’s extra beat,
Reminds me it’s true
Love is on repeat.
As days pass on
Into months and years, we play
(Knowing we know nothing)
A new-born song every day.
Sweetest expectation:
I glance across the room
To see your face
Mirror my wonder. And then soon,
My heart skips through
It’s extra beat,
Reminds me it’s true
Love is on repeat.
Ev’ry time doubt tells it’s story
I can tell it to its face
Even through sorrow and worry
Life comes through with grace.
In so many forms
This love shows up at my door.
Why do I wait?
When it’s the thing I’ve been asking for?
My heart skips through
It’s extra beat,
Reminds me it’s true
Love is on repeat.
Copyright 2016 by Stan Stewart and muz4now, inc. All Rights Reserved.
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I met a man along the way.
He said, “I am just what I am.”
Drink in the silence.
Drink in the tears.
Nothing can quench your
Joy or fears.
He spat and said, “You know nothing.
Your life is blank. See what it brings.”
[refrain]
“You can believe or you can doubt.”
Then, he just turned and walked away.
[refrain]
I know of a pathway. I know of a bridge.
It leads you to nowhere, which someone may know.
The answers are questions. They all live within
The chasm of yourself, so open the door.
[refrain]
Belief is not a cold affair.
It is your life, so if you dare:
[refrain]
I met a man along the way.
He said, “I am just what I am.”
[refrain]
All that I am and that I’ll be
Is here and now, just set it free.
Copyright 2010, 2016 by Stan Stewart and muz4now, inc. All Rights Reserved.
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There's a rose on the mountain.
She can bloom without water.
She can form with no touch:
None apparent to human eyes.
How can a blossom
Form in such a frozen, rocky land?
Baffled by your beauty -
In the icy wind you can thrive.
While others wither,
Mountain Rose.
In the drifts of the snowfall
How can you be inspired?
Do you form your own fortress
In your warm heart that weathers storms?
How can a blossom
Form in such a cold and wint’ry land?
Baffled by your beauty -
In the icy wind you can thrive.
While others whither,
Mountain Rose.
For the rose there's a wellspring
That begins out of sight.
Where no eyes can perceive it;
Like it's petals own graceful delight.
How can a blossom
Form in such a frozen, rocky land?
Baffled by your beauty -
In the icy wind you can thrive.
While others whither,
Mountain Rose.
Copyright 1989, 2002, 2016 by Stan Stewart and muz4now, inc. All Rights Reserved.
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commanded to gather little sticks for home fires
alone in this forest. oh, it’s cold out here,
but it’s colder in there
within stony walls made of wood.
hours of searching; the sun has gone to rest.
this basket is empty: no reason to return
for it’s colder in there
within stony walls made of wood.
i am the offspring of winter:
my rivers of thaw will flow down
when the spring brings its warmth
to my heart that has been
held together by frozen tears.
those walls imprisoned,
threatened, though never touched.
chains on the mantle.
captive of faceless fears.
still, it’s so cold in there
within stony walls made of wood.
i am the offspring of winter:
my rivers of thaw will flow down
when the spring brings its warmth
to my heart that has been
held together by frozen tears.
done with my brooding: wand’ring within my mind.
traveling homeward to a more distant land
where the coldness subsides
within gentle walls made of love.
copyright 1993, 1999, 2017 by Stan Stewart
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Opt-In ("live")
03:48
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I seem to opt for
fuzzy logic,
fuzzy talking,
fuzzy words
Or no words at all.
I seem to opt out
ev'ry moment,
ev'ry question,
ev'ry time
I see no way out.
Not a dry eye in my denial.
Moving away with a smile.
I seem to cop out;
(law enforcement)
set my self up;
dress me down;
No answer in mind.
I get so lost in
avoiding my
ev'ry feeling,
intuition:
Frown and hide-a-way.
Not a dry eye in my denial.
Moving my ways with a smile.
Let these invite me:
old dogs/new tricks
trickster trappings
opting without
desperation.
I seem to choose to
draw the curtains
draw you inward
draw attention
set intention, too.
Not a dry eye in my denial.
Moving my life with a smile.
I seem to opt-in.
Copyright 2008, 2017 by Stan Stewart and muz4now, inc. All Rights Reserved.
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Stan Stewart (aka @muz4now) Ithaca, New York
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