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2008.09.15 saturday in the park
chicago
Saturday in the park
I think it was the Fourth of July
Saturday in the park
I think it was the Fourth of July
People dancing, people laughing
A man selling ice cream
Singing Italian songs
Eicay varee', eisee' nardee'
Can you dig it
And I've been waiting such a long time
For Saturday
Another in the park
I'd think it was the Fourth of July
Another day in the park
I'd think it was the Fourth of July
People talking, really smiling
A man playing his guitar
And singing for us all
Will you help him change the world
Can you dig it
And I've been waiting such a long time
For today
Slow motion riders fly the colours of the day
A bronze man still can tell stories his own way
Listen children all is not lost
All is not lost oh no
Funny days in the park
Every day's the Fourth of July
Funny days in the park
Every day's the Fourth of July
People reaching, people touching
A real celebration
Waiting for us all
If we want it, really want it
Can you dig it
And I've been waiting such a long time
For the day
Saturday in the park
I think it was the Fourth of July
Saturday in the park
I think it was the Fourth of July
People dancing, people laughing
A man selling ice cream
Singing Italian songs
Eicay varee', eisee' nardee'
Can you dig it
And I've been waiting such a long time
For Saturday
Another in the park
I'd think it was the Fourth of July
Another day in the park
I'd think it was the Fourth of July
People talking, really smiling
A man playing his guitar
And singing for us all
Will you help him change the world
Can you dig it
And I've been waiting such a long time
For today
Slow motion riders fly the colours of the day
A bronze man still can tell stories his own way
Listen children all is not lost
All is not lost oh no
Funny days in the park
Every day's the Fourth of July
Funny days in the park
Every day's the Fourth of July
People reaching, people touching
A real celebration
Waiting for us all
If we want it, really want it
Can you dig it
And I've been waiting such a long time
For the day
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2008.09.15 Killing me softly with his song
Lalah Hathaway
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him, to listen for a while
And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever, embarassed by the crowd
I felt he'd found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly
He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
But he was there, this stranger, singing clear and loud
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him, to listen for a while
And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever, embarassed by the crowd
I felt he'd found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly
He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
But he was there, this stranger, singing clear and loud
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
2008.09.03 Lately
Toshi Kubota
Lately, I have had the strangest feeling
With no vivid reason here to find
Yet the thought of losing you's been hanging
'round my mind
Far more frequently you're wearing perfume
With you say no special place to go
But when I ask will you be coming back soon
You don't know, never know
Well, I'm a man of many wishes
Hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel my eyes won't let me hide
‘Cause they always start to cry
‘Cause this time could mean goodbye
Lately I've been staring in the mirror
Very slowly picking me apart
Trying to tell myself I have no reason
with your heart
Just the other night while you were sleeping
I vaguely heard you whisper someone's name
But when I ask you of the thoughts your keeping
You just say nothing's changed
Well, I'm a man of many wishes
I hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel my eyes won't let me hide
‘Cause they always start to cry
‘Cause this time could mean goodbye, goodbye
Oh, I'm a man of many wishes
I hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel my eyes won't let me hide
‘Cause they always start to cry
‘Cause this time could mean goodbye
Lately, I have had the strangest feeling
With no vivid reason here to find
Yet the thought of losing you's been hanging
'round my mind
Far more frequently you're wearing perfume
With you say no special place to go
But when I ask will you be coming back soon
You don't know, never know
Well, I'm a man of many wishes
Hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel my eyes won't let me hide
‘Cause they always start to cry
‘Cause this time could mean goodbye
Lately I've been staring in the mirror
Very slowly picking me apart
Trying to tell myself I have no reason
with your heart
Just the other night while you were sleeping
I vaguely heard you whisper someone's name
But when I ask you of the thoughts your keeping
You just say nothing's changed
Well, I'm a man of many wishes
I hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel my eyes won't let me hide
‘Cause they always start to cry
‘Cause this time could mean goodbye, goodbye
Oh, I'm a man of many wishes
I hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel my eyes won't let me hide
‘Cause they always start to cry
‘Cause this time could mean goodbye
2008.09.03 What's Going On
Marvin Gaye
Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Father, father
We don't need to escalate
War is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know you've got to find a way
To bring some understanding yeah today
Aw, picket lines, picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me so you can see
Oh what's going on,
Tell me what's going on
Mother, mother
Ev'ry body thinks we're wrong
Baby who are they to judge us
'cause our hair is long
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some understanding here today
Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Father, father
We don't need to escalate
War is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know you've got to find a way
To bring some understanding yeah today
Aw, picket lines, picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me so you can see
Oh what's going on,
Tell me what's going on
Mother, mother
Ev'ry body thinks we're wrong
Baby who are they to judge us
'cause our hair is long
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some understanding here today
2008.07.25 Somewhere Over the Rainbow
Keith Jarrett
2008.07.23 The Nearness Of You
Sarah Vaughan
Why do i just wither and forget all resistance
When you and your magic pass by
My heart's in a dither dear
When you're at a distance
But when you are near, oh my...
It's not the pale moon that excites me
That thrills and delights me, oh no
Its just the nearness of you
It isn't your sweet conversation
That brings this sensation, oh no
It's just the nearness of you
When you're in my arms and I feel you so close to me
All my wildest dreams come true
I need no soft lights to enchant me
If you’ll only grant me the right
To hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night the nearness of you
Why do i just wither and forget all resistance
When you and your magic pass by
My heart's in a dither dear
When you're at a distance
But when you are near, oh my...
It's not the pale moon that excites me
That thrills and delights me, oh no
Its just the nearness of you
It isn't your sweet conversation
That brings this sensation, oh no
It's just the nearness of you
When you're in my arms and I feel you so close to me
All my wildest dreams come true
I need no soft lights to enchant me
If you’ll only grant me the right
To hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night the nearness of you
2008.07.23 All The Things You Are
Keith Jarrett
2008.07.21 We're All Alone
Makoto Ozone
2008.07.21 KOKO
RYUICHI SAKAMOTO
2008.07.21 Spain
al jarreau
Yesterday, just a photograph of yesterday...
And all it's edges folded and the corners faded sleepy brown.
And yet it's all I have of our past love,
A post script to it's ending.
Brighter days, I can see such brighter days.
When every song we sang is sung again.
And now we know, we know this time it's for good.
And we're lovers once again...and you're near me.
I can remember the rain in December, the leaves of brown, on the ground...
In Spain I did love and adore you!
The nights filled with joy were our yesterdays
And tomorrow will bring you near me.
I can recall my desire
Every reverie is on fire
And I get a picture of all my yesterdays,
Yesterday I can say.
I get a kick every time they play...that spain again!
I can remember the rain in December, the leaves of brown, on the ground...
Our love was a spanish fiesta
The bright lights and songs were our joy each day!
And the nights were the heat of yearning.
I can recall my desire
Every reverie is on fire
And I get a picture of all my yesterdays,
Yesterday I can say.
I get a kick every time I see...you gaze at me
I see moments of history
Your eyes meet mine and they dance to the melody
And we live again, as if dreaming
The sound of our hearts beat like castenettes
And forever we'll know their meaning.
You gaze at me...I see moments of history.
Your eyes meet mine and they dance to the melody.
And we live again, as if dreaming
The sound of our hearts beat like castenettes
And forever we'll know their meaning.
Yesterday, just a photograph of yesterday...
And all it's edges folded and the corners faded sleepy brown.
And yet it's all I have of our past love,
A post script to it's ending.
Brighter days, I can see such brighter days.
When every song we sang is sung again.
And now we know, we know this time it's for good.
And we're lovers once again...and you're near me.
I can remember the rain in December, the leaves of brown, on the ground...
In Spain I did love and adore you!
The nights filled with joy were our yesterdays
And tomorrow will bring you near me.
I can recall my desire
Every reverie is on fire
And I get a picture of all my yesterdays,
Yesterday I can say.
I get a kick every time they play...that spain again!
I can remember the rain in December, the leaves of brown, on the ground...
Our love was a spanish fiesta
The bright lights and songs were our joy each day!
And the nights were the heat of yearning.
I can recall my desire
Every reverie is on fire
And I get a picture of all my yesterdays,
Yesterday I can say.
I get a kick every time I see...you gaze at me
I see moments of history
Your eyes meet mine and they dance to the melody
And we live again, as if dreaming
The sound of our hearts beat like castenettes
And forever we'll know their meaning.
You gaze at me...I see moments of history.
Your eyes meet mine and they dance to the melody.
And we live again, as if dreaming
The sound of our hearts beat like castenettes
And forever we'll know their meaning.