.the.natural.optimist.: February 2010

from st. valentine himself:

last night
was one of the most beautiful
momentitos i've ever lived
we were all jus beeing being
everyone of us
so real
shedding a moment for the group to feel
coupling little wordlings...
little moments intertwined in time
with music and sound expressions
of emotion
laying them down
in the wide open
one at a time
sharing
to be embraced by the inter-connectivity
of our simple
pure
love,

outkast - happy valentines day
efdemin - acid bells (martyn's bittersweet mix)

recap:
a compilation of the rejuvenation elation
(in no particular order)

bob dylan - boots of spanish leather
contributed by: mike misiewicz

oh, i'm sailin' away my own true love,
i'm sailin' away in the morning.
is there something i can send you from across the sea,
from the place that i'll be landing?

no, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true love,
there's nothin' i wish to be ownin'.
just carry yourself back to me unspoiled,
from across that lonesome ocean.

oh, but i just thought you might want something fine
made of silver or of golden,
either from the mountains of madrid
or from the coast of barcelona.

oh, but if i had the stars from the darkest night
and the diamonds from the deepest ocean,
i'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss,
for that's all i'm wishin' to be ownin'.

that i might be gone a long time
and it's only that i'm askin',
is there something i can send you to remember me by,
to make your time more easy passin'.

oh, how can, how can you ask me again,
it only brings me sorrow.
the same thing i want from you today,
i would want again tomorrow.

i got a letter on a lonesome day,
it was from her ship a-sailin',
saying i don't know when i'll be comin' back again,
it depends on how i'm a-feelin'.

well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way,
i'm sure your mind is roamin'.
i'm sure your heart is not with me,
but with the country to where you're goin'.

so take heed, take heed of the western wind,
take heed of the stormy weather.
and yes, there's something you can send back to me,
spanish boots of spanish leather.

el retorno del caleidoscopio cromatico

prodigy - smack my bitch up
contributed by : claire leveson

change my pitch up, smack my bitch up
change my pitch up, smack my bitch up
change my pitch up, smack my bitch up

tracy chapman - mountains o' tings
contributed by : willie elamien

the life i've always wanted
i guess i'll never have
i'll be working for somebody else
until i'm in my grave
i'll be dreaming of a life of ease and mountains
oh mountains o' things
to have a big expensive car
drag my furs on the ground
and have a maid that i can tell
to bring me anything
everyone will look at me with envy
and with greed
i'll revel in their attention
and mountains oh mountains o' things
sweet lazy life champagne and caviar
i hope you'll come and find me
cause you know who we are
those who deserve the best in life
and know what money's worth
and those whose sole misfortune
was having mountains o' nothing at birth
oh they tell me there's still time to save my soul
they tell me renounce all renounce all those material things
you gained by exploiting other human beings
consume more than you need
this is the dream make you pauper or make you queen
i won't die lonely
i'll have it all prearranged a grave
that's deep and wide enough
for me and all my mountains o' things
mostly i feel lonely
good good people are good people are only my stepping stones
it's gonna take all my mountains o' things
to surround me keep all my enemies away
keep my sadness and loneliness at bay
the life i've always wanted i guess i'll never have
i'll be working for somebody else until i'm in my grave
i'll be dreaming
of a live of ease and mountains oh mountains o' things i
'll be dreaming, dreaming... dreaming...

richard thompson of fairport convention - bee's wings
contributed by : nico perez

i was nineteen when i came to town
they called in the summer of love
they were burning babies
burning flags the hawks against the doves

i took a job in the steamie down on cauldrum street
i fell in love with a laundry girl
was working next to me
she was a rare thing
fine as a bees wing
so fine a breath of wind might blow her away
she was a lost child
she was running wild, she said
as long as there's no price on love, i'll stay
and you wouldn't want me any other way

brown hair zig-zag round her face
and a look of half-surprise
like a fox caught in the headlights
there was an animal in her eyes

she said, young man, o can't you see
i'm not the factory kind
if you don't take me out of here
i'll surely lose my mind

we busked around the market towns
and picked fruit down in kent
and we could tinker lamps and pots
and knives wherever we went

and i said that we might settle down
get a few acres dug
fire burning in the hearth
and babies on the rug

she said o' man, you foolish man
it surely sounds like hell
you might be lord of half the world
you'll not own me as well

we was camping down the gower one time
the work was pretty good
she thought we shouldn't wait for frost
and i thought maybe we should

we were drinking more in those days
and tempers reached a pitch
like a fool i let her run
with the rambling itch

last i hear she's sleeping out
back on derby beat
white horse in her hip pocket
and a wolfhound at her feet

and they say she even marriend once
a man named romany brown
but even a gypsy caravan
was too much settling down

and they say her flower is faded now
hard weather and hard booze
but maybe that's just the price you pay
for the chains you refuse

she was a rare thing
fine as a beeswing
and i miss her more than ever words could say
if i could just taste
all of her wildness now
if i could hold her in my arms today
then i wouldn't want her any other way

knife and jose gonzalez
contributed by: nikhil shah

one night to be confused
one night to speed up truth
we had a promise made
four hands and then away

both under influence
we had divine scent
to know what to say
mind is a razor blade

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

one night of magic rush
the start a simple touch
one night to push and scream
and then releaf

ten days of perfect tunes
the colors red and blue
we had a promise made
we were in love

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn't be good enough

and you, you knew the hands of the devil
and you, kept us awake with wolf teeths
sharing different heartbeats
in one night

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

d'angelo - how does it feel?
contributed by : oscar rodriguez
(brilliant lyrics :)

girl it's only u
have it your way
and if u want u can decide
and if you'll have me
ican provide everything that u desire
said if u get a feeling
feeling that i am feeling
won't u come closer 2 me baby,
you've already got me right where u want me baby
i just wanna be your man

how does it feel
how does it feel
said i wanna know how does it feel
how does it feel
how does it feel

i wanna stop
silly little games u and me play
and i am feeling right on
if u feel the same-way baby
let me know right away
i'd love to make you wet
in between your thighs cause
i love when it comes inside u
i get so excited when i'm around u
how does it feel
how does it feel
how does it feel
how does it feel
said did it ever cross your mind
how does it feel
how does it feel
how does it feel
tell me how it feels yeah
how does it feel
said it's been on my mind
how does it feel
how does it feel

baby close the door
listen girl i have something i wanna show u
i wish you'd open up cause
i wanna take the walls down with u

fleetwood mac - dreams

now there you go again
you say you want your freedom
who am i to keep you down...down
it's only right that you should
play it the way that you feel it
but listen carefully to the sound
of your loneliness
like a heartbeat, drives you mad
in the stillness of remembering
qhat you had, and what you lost
oooh, say what you had, you know what you lost

thunder only happens when it's raining
players only love you when they're playing
they say, women, they will come and they will go
ehen the rain washes you clean, you'll know
you will know

here i go again, i see the crystal visions
i keep my visions to myself, yeah
it's only me who wants to wrap around your dreams and
have you any dreams you'd like to sell?
dreams of loneliness, like a heartbeat, drives you mad
in the stillness of remembering
what you had, and what you lost
oooh, says what you had, you know what you lost

sam steele - make mountains
contributed by : mee

when we meet the stars align
dance with the sun
they drink their wine
i count the days
till i come back to you

when we meet
i find my voice
i ground my feet
i have no choice
you make me do
what i know how to do

when i'm down
and feeling slow
there's no place that i want to go
but id still go as far as i had to get to you
id still go
as far as i had to get to you
and when we meet
up come pretty purple mountains
when we part
that's the deep blue sea
sunset over the water is one of my favorite colors
but nothing
no nothing beats the way you are to me

jamie gordon - duck egg blue
contributed by: emma stephany

duck egg blue bluuue skies,
chocolate brown, your demise,
water waterrr what a fear,
what about teaching them too.
that's just plain understatement,
It is to crude for you
that's just exageration,
where the poet doesn't rhyme
and the poem doesn't either :)
living in the heat again,
hot sun bubbling i can't find a better dayyy.
no no nooo.
pangs of anxiety,
this is what coffee does to meee
agaaain
so i saaaid
scabadoo baday ba da ba do daaa ba doo da ba doo da ba da dayyyyy
scabadoo baday ba da ba do daaa ba doo da ba doo da ba da dayyyy