Singvocation

Can a song beat the noise She sings against by selling out to it?
SingVocation SingVocation Part 1 SingVocation
Prologue Freedom in Song Prologue
If God so loved the world SingVocation
that she came to us in song; Flood my heart with music Music is a lonely road Part I
Twist my mind with rhyme That I choose to take Freedom in Song
to set the singer free SingVocation
have we Fan my fire light my wick Not for applause or reward
Keep me out of line But for the music’s sake Part II
prostituted and raped her beyond recognission, Learning to Fly
in our very acts of worshiping Let the burden of my song When the pimps of pop culture SingVocation
at the disco sanctuaries of song and dance Touch another’s heart Spread monopoly Part III
Justify my oxygen I’ll be headed for the door Cross Blessing
When I sing it out And sing with dignity SingVocation
Walk me down the dark alley
Part IV The
narked with mental graffiti dripping down Bard
Forgive me my frustration Give me more than daily bread
veins of psychedelic confetti SingVocation
When I fail to sing Give me songs to sing
bleeding on a bastard hymnal You made me a musician Keep them playing in my head Part V Lip
of illegitimate dreams to revive and relive These songs are all I bring Always lingering Service
the romance and the music of the song for it's SingVocation
own sake Let my music stay alive Let the muse stay around Part VI
When I’m dead and gone When the song is done New Song in a
Eternity will have a voice Inspiration may be found New World
Walk me through the Paradise SingVocation
When she tarries on When the music carries on
Where i need no longer analogize Part VII
the elysium in the Pandemonium Should I paint a masterpiece My Song-My Way!
rife with every pedestrian ache I hope I’ll never know
when every other strain, Is a sewer, polluted Pray my work will never cease
and fake There is room for more

SingVocation Part 2 Learning to Fly SingVocation Part 3 Cross Blessing

(Learning to fly on the wings of song, I ran away from the melody Knock yourself out on inspiration
to that great gig in the sky)
When I saw her crucified Inhale the spiritual soul
I call no one teacher The kingdom of freedom is like a
Robed in sheer divinity Be born again with infatuation
Naked with nothing to hide Let your first love take you home
SingVocation Part 4 - The Bard
and i guess it shows song
in the haphazard way That walked on mortal minds
my music flows And even though it all goes wrong

Clergy want to buy her fire

The song still unbinds I saw them copyright her crypt Remember the songs that now embarrass you Prepare ye the way of the bard
For 30 pieces of hell I lift up my voice unto the skies With tight security And you want to forget her tune
Mercenary stakes on her attire Where do my songs come from?
Slaved her at the free market Selective amnesia is like a boomerang
But i'm not gonna sell It should come as no surprise Be an extreme version of yourself
The beating of an unheard drum Made her a commodity (and) You’re back where you began
With every quirky paradox The drama of true worship
Trying, Tripping, Falling and Rising in Learning to fly -high

Born of a virgin intellect Imagine now a guitar solo Well rounded won't cut anything Is to be truly oneself
Illiterate but aware Imagine where it would go Don't talk normal if you wanna sing You don't need no guilt trip
SingVocation part 5 Lip Service inappropriately perfect I would not have to sing these lines You don't have to fit a shelf
She saw him lying naked All good things must come to an You know it when she’s there Liberated confines
A song without a verse end
She felt inspired The best afterglow forever
Take this song and make her yours
I may not move mountains
Set her lips to his chorus Music bubbled and overflowed She fulfilled the song beyond doubt Marry your lips to her voice
The song became her lover Lyrical extraordinaire Let the song be a metaphor I am but a bard Though i sing my loudest
She felt the song come to life
Cradled in her breath She gathered her self together On the charts she has clout Take you to the other side I juggle life and hymns I may not reach your ears
She felt it grow as it was sung Kissed him goodbye For all (of us) who will hear Embrace the yeasty epicenter With fingers burnt and charred What matters is i did my best
With every flick of her tongue Thought it was all over
A little high and dry
Like she were a bride Despite my doubts and fears
The rhyming got chaotic Oh listen to the song that sings within Obsessions on overdrive
In a slapdash mess He grabbed her before she could The silence of your stillness Kiss her goodnight and stay awake
Explosively exotic leave Trickling down my veins Should i meet the song-giver
Rainbow'tic finesse And peeled away her fears
Even with every rule a’ broken Take notes as you watch her doff
Kissed her, caressed her and made You don’t lose the poetic license Heaven breaks loose as you partake My heart might need an extra valve Demanding another tune
her heave And let the Music BLOW YOU OFF!!! To beat these soul terrains Would it satiate my hunger?
Climaxing between the ears
Lusting for the moon
Penetrated mind
Hurt but felt divine
SingVocation part 6 New Song in a New World Songs are just a metaphor Plastic to palstic - Sarcastic fantastic
Song’ n-singer intertwined For the salvation within I'm unenthusiastic - Of living unauthentic
Each to its own, by design Ohhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaah … The song is alive
Ohhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaah … The song has arrived I'm honored to co-author
Ohhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaah.. Another song is in the offing The life I’ve been given Join me with your version
Ohhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaah.. The songs are multiplying Celebrate the passion
When we know all the answers of your own calling
And the universe makes sense When irony meets her master Our heroes have left us of all that you are being
Healed of all our cancers And cleans up the slate To think for ourselves It's not competition
Run out of suspense Satire turns sincere forgetting our favored songs
It's not even ambition
Mockery, affectionate So new ones can surface
When Commonsense supply n Vocational who-you-are
demand Poet and purist The entrepreneurial spirit Occupational all-you-are
In commerce might comprehend Slit the wrist of a pragmatic fist Must sift through delic'ional shit Step out of the trite and shallow
An intrinsic value Around the watch of time Think Inc. technique Parochial point of view Time has her signature
In the art of all we do In handcuffs sublime Fantastic beyond formulaic The eye that watches over the sparrow To date our songs and culture
When Natural laws of science, Beats the waif defiance, To a home in another world, Where freedom hung unfurled Is probably looking for you Cemented in forever
And music has no pain Eternally now or never
SingVocation part 7 My Song My Way! Called to live, in Spirit and Truth... Called to bare Spiritual fruit
I will sing (again) In blasphemous devotion Contortions and distortions Nipples pierced with wisdom Free-speech no longer preached Your calling is all you know of it ... Eternity set in your heart
For song not for gain 'n dissenting patriotism And erroneous interpretations Sepulcher minds open Or practiced in silence
I will sing of how it was Like erotic verse Composing a virgin's womb Heartbreaks sweeter than kisses Freedom in prison
Before the great loss of loss

Questions aren't rhetoric but

is not about sex but worse In scripted I assume to the tomb Paves the way for freedom Beats vision out of rhythm
h Celebrating the human right to own and share
celebratory And answers aren't Infectious inspirational There’s something wrong about this song Beyond time's signature Intellectual Property at will, I imposed my Zero Tolerance of
trite or right in contrary Intercourse without protection Experts of the law and profits say In an overture to the future Piracy on disgruntled Studio and Print services establishments
May hopefully be the currency If any of 'em a better one Our stained glass psyche Sequenced on FL Studio Demo version. Vocals recorded in a small
Art and Design advice: Liz Sowmya By which we buy and steal I’ve already had my way Sing freely and artsyly out of key, studio that uses pirated software, they reluctantly made me an
Npinkictg Slepnilg Eorrrs: Bushra Shariff exception to use Audacity 1.2.6
Lyrical Suggestions on The Bard: Chubbz Fonts Credits: Horny Devils BV Blue Vinyl Fonts (c)1999
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Words and Music: Ta'fxkz Treasure Map Deadhand by Phoenix Phonts
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