Looking in the Mirror

Spiritual Revelations for those seeking Humanity in Humans ~~CordieB.

Archive for Music for the Soul

Put Your Records On – Corinne Bailey Rae

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Quote of the Day. . .
You can never dance to the same beat as everyone; so you may as well dance your own beat…Just try not to step on anyone’s toes while you dance! CordieB.
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Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don’t need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.

Maybe sometimes, we’ve got it wrong, but it’s alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don’t you hesitate.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
Don’t you let those other boys fool you,
Got to love that afro hair do.

Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it’s alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don’t you think it’s strange?

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

‘Twas more than I could take, pity for pity’s sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realise, that you don’t even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Oh, you’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don’t need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.

Maybe sometimes, we’ve got it wrong, but it’s alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don’t you hesitate.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
Don’t you let those other boys fool you,
Got to love that afro hair do.

Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it’s alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don’t you think it’s strange?

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

‘Twas more than I could take, pity for pity’s sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realise, that you don’t even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Oh, you’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow

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Teena Marie – Deja Vu (I’ve Been Here Before)

If You’ve never heard Teena Marie sing Deja Vu, you’ve been missing a real treat. This a beautiful song, sung by a beautiful woman, who is gifted with a beautiful voice! Check it Out!

Tell me, Have you ever felt Deja Vu? . . . .

Peace, Light and Love, Cordieb.
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Deja Vu (I’ve Been Here Before) By Teena Marie

I Am Young And I Am Old

I Am Rich And I Am Poor

I Feel Like I’ve Been On This Earth Many Times Before

Once I Was A White Gazelle On Horseback Riding Free

Searching In The Darkness For A Piece Of Me.

I Can Feel This For Sure.

I’ve Been Here Before.

I Can Feel This For Sure, For Sure, For Sure. I’ve Been Here Before.

I Used To Be A Queen You Know

On An Island By The Sea

With Rainbow Coloured People, Hah!

Happy As Can Be

We Never Had A Problem

There Never Was A Care

The Love Was Everflowing And It’s Feeling Shared

And I Can Feel This for Sure……….
Yes I Have
I Can Feel It
In My Heart I Feel It!

I Can Feel It

My Soul Feels Like the Universe

The Baskin Never Ends

The Stars To Me Are Children

The Babies Are My Friends

My Heart Is Like A Galaxy

Within My Spirit Flys

I’ve Felt This Way A Million Times

Please Don’t Ask Me Why

The Question Of My Lifetime

And That’s My Point Of View

They Say It All Was Karma

Call It Deja Vu/ Call It Deja Vu
Call It Deja Vu/ Call It Deja Vu
Call It Deja Vu

And I Can Feel This For Sure………..

If Hate Is On Your Mind And U Can’t Give Love in Kind

If Anger Is Your Friend

Don’t U Know When U Die You Will Come Back Again

In The Master’s Plan, You Will Come Back Woman Or Man.

If Your Life Is Full Of Sin, Don’t U Know When U Die U Will Come Back Again!

I Thank God! I Thank God! I Thank God! I Am Not Coming Back No More!! I’ve Been Here Before.

I Thank God! I Thank God! I Thank God! (I Don’t Want To Come Back No More!)

Grandma’s Hands-Bill Whithers

Grandma’s hands
Clapped in church on Sunday morning
Grandma’s hands
Played a tambourine so well
Grandma’s hands
Used to issue out a warning
She’d say, Billy don’t you run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass
Might be snakes there in that grass;
Grandma’s hands

Grandma’s hands
Soothed a local unwed mother
Grandma’s hands
Used to ache sometimes and swell
Grandma’s hands
Used to lift her face and tell her,
Baby, Grandma understands
That you really love that man
Put yourself in Jesus hands
Grandma’s hands

Grandma’s hands
Used to hand me piece of candy
Grandma’s hands
Picked me up each time I fell
Grandma’s hands
Boy, they really came in handy
She’d say, Matty don’t you whip that boy
What you want to spank him for?
He didn’ drop no apple core;
But I don’t have Grandma anymore

If I get to Heaven I’ll look for
Grandma’s hands

~Bill Whithers

How velvety, sensual is my touch, oh how my essense calms weary souls – A Spritual Riddle

 

As I began to blossom, seemingly right before your very eyes;  
You were mesmerized by my beauty; such sweet, sultry innocence and no one denies;
My velvety sensuality, Oh how my radiant essense always calms weary souls!
So I was at first handled ever so delicately, as my loveliness began to unfold.  

Soon you desired to take me home with you; keep me, care for my all and all-
But your desires only stagnated me; caused my demise and made me fall
too quickly from the grace and beauty that you find so appealing;
My once vibrant colors of life soon vanished due to my silent unwilling . . .
to be seized, exploited, kept and displayed like a prize.
I wanted be free to be me; to sing with the moon, dance with the skies;
And I’m wise enough to realize once my tender splendor begins to decay – 
You will no longer desire me; you’ll simply toss me aside; cast me away. 

So why is it you insisted to keep me from my joys and my natural flow;
From the freedom to sway gently like the leaves; feel the warm winds blow.
Why didn’t you allow me to sing in the sunshine, dance in the grass,
Fall asleep with the stars, awaken with the morning dew, less I surpass. 

When you removed me from my destiny, I became, so sad, then angry and resistent;
I tried to fight back.  I even drew blood from your being, but still you persisted and insisted. . .
To keep me from my natural light; to intrap me as your grand, precious accolade . . .
Only to discard me once my God given beauty begin to drop, wilt, and fade. 

I used to blow your mind each time you passed me, with my sweet aromic essense;
You would stroke me so gently, allways plotting to remove me from my presense.
I tried to warn you, often bristling and whistling, "I will not last, I can not grow!"
But in your selfish love, you still cut me off from what sustained my natural glow. 

I tried to make you understand, I could love and make you happy; yet remain free-
But you insisted on controlling my existence, your version of showing  adoration for me!
Now I’m slooped over in agony, waiting to be returned to whence I was born
I’m am yesterday’s dazzling sensation and beauty, I am . . .(click below for answer) 
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Get it Together

This one’s dedicated to my regular blog friends.  You know who you are.  For the past few weeks, I think we all have been somewhat “going through something.”  I feel compelled to share this special song with you.  So, let our hearts and minds continue to heal.  Peace, Light and Love, Cordieb. 

One shot to your heart without breaking your skin
No one has the power to hurt you like your kin
Kept it inside, didn’t tell no one else
Didn’t even wanna admit it to yourself
And now your chest burns and your back aches
From 15 years of holding the pain
And now you only have yourself to blame
If you continue to live this way

[Chorus:]
Get it together
You wanna heal your body?
Get it together
You have to heal your heart
Whatsoever you sow you will reap
Get it together

You can fly fly

Dark future ahead of me
That’s what they said
I’d be starving if I ate all the lies they fed
Cause I’ve been redeemed from your anguish and pain
A miracle child I’m floating on a cloud
Cause the words that come from your mouth
You’re the first to hear
Speak words of beauty and you will be there
No matter what anybody says
What matters most is what you think of yourself

[Chorus]

The choice is yours
No matter what it is
To choose life is to choose to forgive
You don’t have to try
or hurt him and break his pride
Just shake that weight off
And you’ll be ready to fly

One shot to your heart without breaking your skin
No one has the power to hurt you like your friends
Thought it would never change but as time moved on
That ugly duckling grew up to be a swan
And now your chest burns and your back aches
Because now the years are showing up on your face
But you’ll never be happy
And you’ll never be whole
Until you see the beauty in growing old
[Chorus]
[chorus]
you can fly fly fly fly…
you can live or you can die
you know that life is a choice you make
you can give or you can take

you can fly fly fly fly
you can fly fly fly fly…

Better People – India Arie

Yeah! Yeah Yeah!

I wish there was a video game
to teach you your ancestors name
I wish there was a phone number

like 1-800-Save-Your-Brother
I’m thankful for the radio station
Not afraid to put the truth in rotation

there are skirts of information
That you can only get in conversation with…

Young People, who talk to
Old People, it would make us
Better People, all around…
(Yes it would)

And if Old People would talk to
Young People, it would make us
Better People, all around….
(Yes it would)

We went from radio to TV
Now we’re going from LP to CD
Don’t be afraid

To try something new
I can help you with the brand new technology
Help me with the age old philosophy
Together there’s so much we can do with:

Young People, who talk to
Old People, it would make us
Better People, all around…

And if Old People would talk to
Young People, it would make us
Better People, all around….

They say that every
Generation gets worse
Whether if your generous or no purse

These problems tend to strive off the sky (yeah)
Listen to Mahatma Ghandi’s words
Be the change you want to see in the world
Start with yourself and healing will multiply
AAAAAAH, that’s what happens When..

Young People, who talk to
Old People, it would make us
Better People, all around…

If Old People would talk to
Young People, it would…..
Better People, all around….

If black people
Would talk to white people
It would make us
Better People
All Around….

If Republican people would
Talk to Democratic people
It would make us diplomatic people
[laugh] All Around…..

Nature, India Arie