![]() ![]() P lease specify which type of music you would prefer for your special occasion. Through the clouds that are aimlessly drifting. When he awoke, a red-tailed hawk was perched near his horse. In his vision he saw himself riding aįloating and crazily-dancing spirit horse through a storm as the hawk flew above Tashunka Witko, better known as Crazy Horse, had a vision of a red-tailed He said that someone shouldĬreate a song called “The Pain of Love.” I've written the lyrics, Richard, then eighty years old, in Rolling Stone. Note: The title “The Pain of Love” was suggested by an interview with Little ![]() Saying, “I ain't got no quarrel with those Viet Cong no Vietnamese ever called When drafted during the Vietnamese War, Ali refused to serve, reputedly Muhammad Ali, said that he threw his Olympic boxing gold medal into the Ohio ![]() Note: Cassius Clay, who converted to Islam and changed his “slave name” to Published by Black Medina, Bashgah (Iran, in a Farsi translation), Other Voices International, Thanal Online (India) and Freshet also published as a YouTube video by I died to hate in that dark river, child.Ĭome, be reborn in this bright river, child. My blood boiled like that river-strange and wild. My face reflected up, more bronze than gold,Ī coin God stamped in His own image-Bold. I gave their “future” to the river, child. They said, “Now here’s your bullet and your gun,Īnd there’s your cell: we’re waiting, you choose one.”Īt first I groaned aloud, but then I smiled. I flung their notice to the river, child. ![]() That never called me nigger, did me wrong.Ī man can’t be lukewarm, ’cause God hates mild. I flung their slave’s name to the river, child. My name a bridle, “called a spade a spade.” They hung their coin around my neck they made I seek faceless lovers who leave with the dawn. Now, I'm a faithless lover with a heart of stone. Till my heart grew hard in its icy shell. How one night aflame left me cold as hell, Well, I learned my lesson, and I learned it well: Now, since that day, how you've run around. When I looked above, I saw the pale moon frown I should have noticed yours were well-rehearsed. Well, we found a preacher and we said some words. One day you'll discover yourself all alone. 'Cause you're a faithless lover, with a heart of stone. The stars were fallin’ as I stole a kiss.Īs the moon above blessed us with its light.īut the moon was false, and your heart was, too. Well I met you darlin’ on a night like this I believe this poem and "Moon Lake" were companion poems, written around my Originally published by Romantics Quarterly They say that all lovers love first in the dark. Through these weary dark ways all men travel. Let the twang of thumbed steel lead us home With the rasp of his voice, and the gravel. (With the last two lines, the music becomes brighter, more hopeful, and if possible, heavenly.) (a Nashville homeless newspaper) and Siasat (Pakistan) Published by Tucumcari Literary Review, Romantics Quarterly, Poetry Life & Times, Victorian Violet Press (where it was nominated for a “Best of the Net”), The Contributor When the only relief's a banked fire's glow, īeyond the capacity of moonlight to fill? When nights compound dark frosts with snow. Grassroots Poetry, The HyperTexts, Inspirational Stories, Jenion, StarlightĪrchives, TALESetc, Writ in Water, Grassroots Poetry and Poetry Webring Published by The Word (UK), The Chained Muse, Famous Poets and Poems, There are several Trump parodies at the bottom of this page, all set to These lyrics are copyrighted and most have been published as poems,īut they are available for musical collaborations (often at no charge when there I am willing to adapt my poems as necessary and have done so in the past, with Songwriters, singers, musicians and artists of all stripes. All i ask of bethlehem phantom of the opera lyrics free#Please feel free to contact me by email or onįacebook. In the lyrics on this page, or anything else that I've written or translated, But in any case, it never hurts to talk, so if you have any interest If thereĪre revenues and profits, I will be happy with a reasonable royalty to be No revenues or profits, I will be happy with credit for my authorship. I am always honored when other artists and creative types want to collaborate with me. Over the years my poetry has been set to music 37 times by 22 composers and has alsoīeen used in various ways by bands, songwriters, musicians, videographers, painters and Burch: Poems and Song Lyrics for Composers, Songwriters, Musicians and Artists The HyperTexts ![]()
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