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How It Must Begin
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HOW IT MUST BEGIN
Breaking silences and raising up the shades,
love's begun to float, but it doesn't drift away.
Letting the go slip, and letting the slip show.
What magic tears it open, you can never know,
but you're grateful.
For the energy, the constancy, the healing course.
To the one-in-three, the trinity, or just nature's sudden force,
you're grateful.
Talking to yourself is how it must begin.
Until the shell is cracked, there's no light coming in.
And when the rooms are lit there's pictures on the walls.
They speak a million tales, but they don't tell it all,
so you're grateful
for the pen in hand, the music stand, the swollen page.
For the graying strands, the grains of sand,
the sight that comes with age, you're grateful.
And I know why you come here,
again and again and again,
it's to outrun your one fear,
and the voice that's shouting silence in your ear,
cannot find you here.
Breaking silences and raising up the shades,
love's begun to float, but it doesn't drift away.
© by Bill Davie
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Request
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REQUEST
Write us a song, Bill,
and invite the mysteries
of love and language,
of art & honesty.
We know you're in there
just itching to get free
so write us a song, Bill,
and invite the mysteries.
Write us a song, Bill,
isn't that what you do?
There's a lonesome guitar
sitting right next to you
she's good for a few words,
maybe a melody or two,
soi write us a song, Bill,
isn't that what you do?
Write us a song, Bill,
like you did when we were young
back when the best words
were waiting to be sung,
back when the people
weren't feeling so outgunned,
so write us a song, Bill,
like you did when we were young.
Write us a song, Bill,
an upbeat little tune
that'll stick to the eardrums
as we move from room to room.
Sweet inspiration
it cannot come too soon,
so write us a song, Bill,
an upbeat little tune.
Write us a song, Bill
how hard can it be?
Just use your brain, son,
and your bachelor's degree.
What was it good for,
can you explain that to me?
Explain it in a song, Bill,
how hard can it be?
Write us a song, Bill,
we're running out of sun.
This party's dying,
we need to start another one.
We need to strategize
on what is to be done,
so write jus a song, Bill,
we're running out of sun.
Well, you wrote us a song, Bill,
thank the mysteries
of love and language,
and generosity.
We knew you were in there
just itching to get free.
You wrote us a song, Bill,
thank the mysteries. Thank the mysteries. Thank the mysteries.
© by Bill Davie
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MAN WITH A TWO-HEADED HEART
There’s a man with a two-headed heart down there
standing by the road in his underwear.
He’s making quite a scene but he doesn’t seem to care.
The man with a two-headed heart’s down there.
There’s a man with a two-headed heart close by,
looking out for love ‘cause he doesn’t want to die.
Pointing with his thumb toward the southern sky.
The man with a two-headed heart’s close by.
There’s a man with a two-headed heart I met
standing by the eaves so we wouldn’t get wet.
“I don’t know where I’m going, but I’ll get there yet,”
said the man with a two-headed heart I met.
There’s a man with a two-headed heart outside.
He’s been there all day but he hasn’t got a ride.
His thumb is sagging but his smile is wide.
The man with a two-headed heart’s outside
There’s a man with a two-headed heart in here.
He looked a little lonely so I offered him a beer.
Says he’s got to go when the road is clear.
The man with a two-headed heart’s in here.
(repeat first verse)
down there, down there
close by, close by
outside,
in here, in here.
© Bill Davie
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Dark And Slow
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Candlelight
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Safe In The Sound
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Bill Davie Seattle, Washington
Bill Davie began playing and singing when he was three years old. He wrote his first song at age 11. He produced eight recordings of original songs, five self-published books of poetry, and continues to be an active writer and performer at clubs, coffeehouses, colleges, and concert halls in the Pacific Northwest. ... more
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