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JOHN DENVER lyrics - I Want To Live

Ripplin Waters

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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the I Want To Live album, and has also been released on the The Country Roads Collection album. Got ripplin' waters to wake me To be more than my woman in love All pine trees are pointin' to see easily To see heaven above Blue spruce flamin' on the grate in the evening Takes the chill away fine Cut the telephone line The story's the same There's a worn red chair by the window That you found at a sale down the way When some old women said that they Needed more room for the winter People like pullin' at the stuffing When they sit down So it passes the time Cut the telephone line The story's the same Ooh, like a bubble on a windy day Start to flutter when I hear you say That you feel too good to go away And you make me feel fine And you made the world a warmer place By the sparkle of your diamond face On a gray spot with a little lace And you make me feel fine Warm as a mountain in sunshine On the edge of the snowline In a meadow of columbine Oh little Gennifer I'd give a penny for What you've got on your mind Seems like most of the time you're lyin' there dreamin' Maybe in your vision you see how Our mission is slightly less than divine Cut the telephone line The story's the same Now, ripplin' waters flow through the ceiling And the walls there, their keepin' me warm And the closest I've been with my family for days Is my music But the silently stare in the morning sky Is like hearing her calling my name Cut the telephone line The story might change Ooh, like a bubble on a windy day Start to flutter when I hear you say That you feel too good to go away And you make me feel fine Warm as a mountain sunshine On the edge of the snowline In a meadow of columbine Words and music by Jimmy Ibotson


HOOTIE & THE BLOWFISH "Fairweather Johnson"
Saw you last night you were sleeping in my mind Doubting you'll ever be free again Then I climbed back inside Someone open my eyes To find me drunk again Bonnie on the radio And she was singing low 'Give it up or let me go' Every night there is one more Every night there is two more Saying I shouldn't be feeling this pain I think I better grow up now or go insane There's so much I feel So much I conceal There's just so many things I can be Someone write the story of 5 points No one wanted to know me Now they all have opinions of what we do So they go down to Bar None so we can have a drink or two Can't write a story from the trees I know somewhere she's watching me Saying 'Boy carry your load' Oh I don't want to go back on the road now There's so much I feel So much I conceal There's just so many places to see And faces I can read There's just so many things I can be

The Writ

The way I feel is the way I am I wish I'd walked before I started to run to you Just to you What kind of people do you think we are Another joker who's a rock and roll star for you Just for you The faithful image of another man The endless ocean of emotion I swam for you Yeah for you The shot troopers laying down on the floor I wish they'd put an end to my running war with you Yeah with you Are you metal, are you man You've changed in life since you began Yeah began Ladies digging gold from you Will they still dig now you're through Yeah you're through You bought and sold me with your lying words The voices in the deck that you never heard came through Yeah came through Your folly finally got to spend with a gun A poisoned father who has poisoned his son, that's you Yeah that's you I beg you please don't let it get any worse The anger I once had has turned to a curse on you Yeah curse you All of the promises that never came true You're gonna get what is coming to you, that's true Ah, that's true Are you Satan, are you man You've changed in life since it began It began Vultures sucking gold from you Will they still suck now you're through (Cats, Rats) The search is on, so you just better run And find yourself another way Probably dead, they don't feel a thing To keep them living for another day (Rats, Rat) You are nonentity, you have no destiny You are a victim of a thing unknown A mantle picture of a stolen soul A fornication of your golden throne A smiling face, it means the world to me So tired of sadness and of misery My life it started some time ago Where it will end, I don't know I thought I was so good I thought I was fine I feel my world is out of time But everything is gonna work out fine If it don't I think I'll lose my mind I know, I know, I know, yeah yeah I know Listen to me while I sing this song You might just think the words are wrong Too many people advising me But they don't know what my eyes see But everything is gonna work out fine

Heart Of The Way

Ens Cogitans
My Death is in earnest. It's the logical end (of mine). I must go to the mysterious Land. The Absolute now may be slaked. The Past crumbling away. My time has come, I have to pay. The play goes on, I lost Thee. (I am no longer me). Now I wash off grease-paint. Curtain crushed my ethereal dreams. My physical Ego lies in state. All to nothing. So be it! Levin took me to the World Fine. Mentality built my bower in the mountains. The lined body of mine died. Grains of Mind cleared from membranes. Who we are? Where are we from? Fourth Race. Do we know our History Before Christ was crucified on the Cross? Wreck you own. Step into Eternal Space. Human beings won themselves. Great Sorrow (rising over the Universe). Uncanny wainds ensnaring your will. You have no shape, you have no words. Around your essence is absolute nil. You're on the threshold of the Unknown. Solos: The Unfleshed Element, Stone Rill Deep inside I feel my sadness gnawing me. I've got the affright. I'm roaming through this boundless sea. I've got the aim, but I don't see a hint of course. I'm the errant one. I am between worlds and I'm cursed. Chorus Of The Damned. I'll tell you more than truth. I'll tell you what I feel. I'll tell you my innermost dream. You better close your eyes, You better close your ears, And give yourself up to stream. I see the sunset on mead. The incarnadine Day-star bid farewell to me. The last shafts of light are buried in the creek. Invisible steeds I can feel. Their blindness hinders them to see. No water. Nourishment is weeds. VOICE OF EVIL UNKNOWN: Odour of Guilt Return your home Be a King Know 'bout all. SPLIT INDIVIDUAL: The terrestrial stretch of mine has elapsed Now I free from the Hive! I'm not sorry for what I've done. I decided die! And my ephemeral human life ends. My Nous obtained by space into Space. It's soulful level, which everyone will reach. The only way to realize human futility. Epilogue. Music by M. Mathoney. Here I take you, Queen of Death, (King of Gloom) To my wedded wife (man), to have and held At bed and at board for fairer, for fouler For better, for worse, in sickness and in health Till new life us do part And thereto I plight thee my throth In the name of Father, Son and Holy Spirit! Amen!

The Story (A Spoken Word)

JIMMY NEEDHAM "Vice & Virtue"
This is a story A story about a Hero and a damsel A villain and a scandal Bend down, untie your sandals Cause where we're going is holy ground Starts like this: In the beginning there was the Hero. And the Hero was the Father. And the Hero was the Spirit. And the Hero was the Son. And if this hurts your head already, Welcome to the kingdom Immutable, inscrutable, infinitely Glad-hearted, triune perfection His ancient love reverberated off each Member with no hint of dissension Perfect in unity Perfect in diversity Holy trinity And even before the rocks could cry out His name He was singing his own praises How could he not? You know anyone else who goes by "The Rock of Ages"? He needed nothing from no one, As if something made could improve Upon His majesty His majesty's amp was already at 11 And if this was the end of our story That'd be enough for us to Glory for a thousand eternities at Him, But our story isn't over cause one day The Hero started speaking And when He started speaking, Things started being Light, night, wind, water, mud, moons, Seas and spiders, swimmers And flyers, gallopers and gliders, Stars and seasons, rhyme and reason to all Of it and all of it was good And suddenly all the commotion came to a standstill, when our Hero Bent down fashioned His damsel God leaned over our body of earth Breathed life into our lungs Made our heart beat from dirt He put light in our eyes He gave us each other And He gave us Himself as a prize And we were naked and were not ashamed But of course, the plot thickens Enter stage right The Villain The serpent was craftier Than any beast in the garden He made a beeline for the tree line And found Eve and her husband And in less than fifty words He convinced perfectly satisfied people They were starving to death And since that day God's damsel has known nothing but Starving to death The poison of asps is heavy on her breath. We traded the glory of the incorruptible God for a silly substitute Like a school kid duped into giving up His brand new Jordan's For a pair of worn out tennis shoes We became dark-hearted Bent inward on a mission to find within ourselves the solution, Like trying to number the stars While gazing through L.A.'s air pollution We couldn't see And we fell in love with lesser things And we bought them each a diamond ring And we betrayed our Maker, Our Husband, our King Let me clarify This doesn't just apply To the treacherous and murderous Even the best of us Are as bad as the worst of us Outwardly clean But inside full of dead men's bones Like the Taj Mahal, It looks good and all But there's nobody home And one terrible day We looked around But there was no more villain To be found He crawled inside of us Like a virus, rewired us And now the damsel Is the villain as well We tied our own self To the train tracks The horn blows and careening Toward us is 10, 000 tons Of God's wrath sounds so loud You can barely hear The screaming "Who will save us from the Body of this death?!" Enter stage left, Jesus of Nazareth The Word became flesh And dwelt among us He came lowly Perfectly holy He came like a groom On his way to the altar To meet the bride And for the dowry, He had no cash So He paid with his life Are you shocked By the consequence of sin? Be more shocked By the mercy of him Couldn't free ourselves So Christ became our freedom Couldn't fill these lungs So He became our breathing We live because He died Once a harlot now a bride Sins were scarlet, Now made white Perfect by proxy Saved by a surrogate Holy through Him The Hero and the damsel are one, Once again But wait, I haven't told you the best part yet As if there wasn't enough here already To impress you the best part About this story is the story is true The only fairytale that's not a fairytale So long mother goose Farewell Dr. Seuss This here's the genuine article God made We strayed God's love, displayed God-man gives grace Stands in our place Our sins erased Debt paid always So fall on your face, And give God all praise

Invisible Man

JOE BUDDEN "Mood Muzik 3: For Better Or For Worse"
(And you know why his name is On Point 'cause he on point pussy) [Intro - Joe Budden - talking] Uh, cheah Ah, ah, ch-cheah Taha Ah, ah, ah Goin, goin, go [DJ On Point - talking over Intro (echo)] As we continue on The name of this joint right here is called Invisible Man Featuring Emanny, shout to Chemo on the beat Shout to [Chorus - Emanny - w/ ad libs] Can anybody out there hear me? I feel like my voice is lost 'Cause I know the whole World can't see me, close to just fallin off But with everything I am, I still find a way to stand and keep movin While I'm here so strong and still, like I'm invisible [Verse 1 - Joe Budden] When I'm alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall With the phone off, near a withdrawal Got a paranoia problem, so I'm known to keep a trigger round y'all B.I.G. told me they be prayin for a nigga (Downfall) I'm vacationin on a beach with no sand (and, oh!) Tryin to check the time on a clock with no hands (what else?) Feel like I'm gettin close but I'm nowhere near it (AH!) I touch it but don't feel, listen but don't hear it (OH!) Starin out a project window under mad stresses Me and my mental got two different addresses One's national, Trump International, rational One is still stuck on the Avenue (oh) If you don't understand, fine (but my) My body's playin hinds with the mind, tryin to escape a landmine Revamped, designs I search but can't find Recant times when the future was a tan line (oh!) Damn, shit was much brighter then Now it's just vitamins mixed in with Vicodin If they gonna set you up to lose, why try to win? 'Cause a scar don't stop nothin on a Viking's skin So niggaz can come after me Even "Intelligent Hoodlums" become Tragedies (they become tragedies) I move in silence, the Jadakiss of Jers (why?) So when it come to Benjamins I don't say a word, ya heard? [Chorus - w/ ad libs] [Verse 2 - Joe Budden] See I can ball in the cufflinks Step out, tear down the party and the club scene But I think it's obscene, the lifestyles of the rich and shameless I pick anonymity over being famous From the start, even if they don't see it, I play a part Rather than sell a record, rather do it from the heart I rather put me before y'all I know niggaz might call it self-centered, I call that bein smart So I stand behind mics, not even worried about the limelight That'll manifest when the time's right If I was Kanye, I wouldn't have these problems (but then) But then I'd have Kanye's problems (cheah) Blessed with everything they ever fronted on the planet But loot's the only thing I ever wanted on the planet Back on that canvas, just lost my bandwidth Granted, I'm a always counter, granite I been where you tryin to go, the God said it So eggin me's not strong-minded, it's hard-headed Thought I was on the right route, tacklin the game 'Til they handcuffed my mouth, put the shackles on my brain Popular stranger, gone but still here Handicap my career, I put it in a wheelchair Let's keep the deal fair, nothin but real here (so!) Amazed after all these years I still care, it's weird [Chorus - w/ ad libs] [DJ On Point - talking over Chorus (echo)] Shout to Amadu, Junior My nigga Mitch Mitchell out in Vegas DJ On Point, Joe Budden, Mood Muzik 3

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