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A - G
"The songbird, she trembles all day long
She sings as if her poor heart must
break
Watching the freedom that flies past her window
Dreaming won't fit in a cage Fly away songbird, the wind she loves you
Your prison is forsaken at last
Follow
your dreaming, you're bound up to heaven
You're reaching for something more
Reaching for something... There, I almost got caught again
Lost in the night all alone
With
nowhere to hide, crying inside
A wild heart looking for home"
"When I was a child and I lived in the city
I dreamed of Alaska so far away
And
I dreamed I was flying over mountains and glaciers
Somehow I knew that I'd live there one day Well it took me some growin' and a fair bit of schoolin'
And a little bit of trouble
to get on the move
And I felt like a loser but I turned out the winner
When I came to Alaska the land that I love Here's to Alaska, here's to the people
Here's to the wild and here's
to the free
Here's to my life in a chosen country
Here's to Alaska and me. I was born in a cabin on little Mulchatna
Raised in hard times but I had a good life
From the first time I
flew with my father a singin'
I knew that I'd wind up a bush pilot's wife. We sleep near the sound of a slow running river
And wake up most mornings to a drizzling rain
And we live every
day like the first or the last one
With nothing to lose and heaven to gain. Here's to Alaska, here's to the people
Here's to the wild and here's to the free
Here's to my life in a chosen
country
Here's to Alaska and me. Oh, for
a fire on a cold winter's night
Once more to gaze at the great northern lights
For all of the beauty my children will
see
Here's to Alaska and me. Here's to Alaska,
here's to the people
Here's to the wild and here's to the free
Here's to my life in a chosen country
Here's to Alaska
and me
"Hey, it's good to be back home again
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long
lost friend
Yes, 'n, hey it's good to be back home again....
It's the little things that make a house a home
Like a fire softly burning and supper
on the stove
The light in your eyes that makes me warm"
"Because he called the forest, "Brother"
Because he called the earth his, "Mother"
They drove him out into the rain
Some people even said the boy from the country was insane
Because he spoke with fish in the creek
He tried to tell us that the animals could speak
Who knows, perhaps they do
~ I know they do
How do you know they don't
Just
because they've never spoken to you....
Sometimes
I think that the boy from the country
Is the only one who sees
Because the boy from the country
Doesn't want to see
the forest for the trees"
"To sail on a dream on a crystal clear ocean
To ride on the crest of a wild
raging storm
To work in the service of life and living
In search of the answers to the questions unknown
To be part
of the movement and part of the growing
Part of beginning to understand Aye Calypso, the places you've been to
The things that you've shown us
The stories you tell
Aye Calypso,
I sing to your spirit
The men who have served you - so long and so well Like the dolphin who guides you, you bring us beside you
To light up the darkness and show us the way
For though
we are strangers in your silent world
To live on the land we must learn from the sea
To be true as the tide and free
as a wind swell
Joyful and loving in letting it be Aye Calypso, the places you've been to
The things that you've shown us
The stories you tell
Aye Calypso,
I sing to your spirit
The men who have served you - so long and so well Aye Calypso, the places you've been to
The things that you've shown us
The stories you tell
Aye Calypso,
I sing to your spirit
The men who have served you - so long and so well"
"Saving and protecting marine life for present and future generations since 1973."
"Le Monde Du Silence" - "The Silent World" 1956 Film - in French
"The Silent World" [1956] Film - in English
Jacques - yves Cousteau's World Without Sun" (1964)
"The Cousteau Odyssey: Calypso's Search for the Britannic"
"The Cousteau Odyssey: Time Bomb at Fifty Fathoms"
"The Odyssey of the Jacques Cousteau Team: The Undersea World of Jacques Cousteau" - South to Fire and Ice" - 1973
"The Odyssey of the Jacques Cousteau Team: Cousteau in Antarctica" [Part 3]
The Odyssey of the Jacques Cousteau Team: Return of the Sea Elephants"
'The Odyssey of the Jacques Cousteau Team: 500 Million Years Beneath the Sea"
The Odyssey of the Jacques Cousteau Team: Search in the Deep"
The Odyssey of the Jacques Cousteau Team: Octopus, Octopus"
'The Odyssey of the Jacques Cousteau Team: 500 Million Years Beneath the Sea"
The Odyssey of the Jacques Cousteau Team: The Sleeping Sharks of Yucatan"
"Odyssey of the Cousteau Team: Ded'ie Aux Jeunes D'aujourd'hui Et De Demain"
"Cousteau's Rediscovery of the World: Cuba, Waters of Destiny"
"Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River
Life
is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, growing like a breeze
Country roads, take me home
To the place
I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads"
"I am the eagle, I live in high country in rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky.
I am the hawk, and there’s blood on my feathers.
But time is still turning, they soon will be dry.
And all those
who see me, and all who believe in me
share in the freedom I feel when I fly. Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops.
Sail o’er the canyons and up to the stars.
And reach for the heavens and hope for the future
and all that we can be - and not what we are"
"The cry of a loon on a lake in the night
the dreams that are born in the dawns
early light
Celebrate morning"
"All of her days have gone soft and cloudy
All of her dreams have gone dry
All
of her nights have gone sad and shady
She's gettin' ready to fly
Fly away (mmmm)
Fly away (mmmm...Fly away)
Life
in the city can make you crazy
The sounds of the sand and the sea (I love the sea)
Life in a highrise can make you hungry
The
things that you can't even see
Fly away (mmmm)
Fly away (mmmm...Fly away)
In this whole world there's nobody
as lonely as she (Nobody as lonely as me)
There's nowhere to go and there's nowhere that she'd rather be (I'd rather be)
She's
looking for lovers and children playing
She's looking for signs of the spring (Where is the spring?)
She listens for
laughter and sounds of dancing
She listens for any old thing
Fly away (mmmm)
Fly away (mmmm...Fly away)"
Inch by inch, row by row
Someone bless these seeds I sow
Someone warm them from below
Till the rain comes tumblin' down
Pullin' weeds and pickin' stones
Man is made of dreams and bones
Feel the need to grow my own
'Cause the time is close at hand
Rainful rain, sun and rain
Find my way in nature's chain
Tune my body and my brain
To the music from the land
Performance on, "The Muppet Show"
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UNDER CONSTRUCTION
H - P
 "There are children raised in sorrow on a scorched and barren plain,
there
are children raised beneath a golden sun
There are children of the water, children of the sand,
and they cry out through
the universe, their voices raised as one:
I want to live, I want to grow, I want to see, I want to know,
I want to
share what I can give, I want to be, I want to live
Have you gazed out on the ocean, seen the breaching of a whale?
Have you watched the dolphins frolic in the foam?
Have you heard the song the humpback hears five hundred miles away?
Telling tales of ancient history of passages and home?
I want to live, I want to grow, I want to see, I want to know,
I want to share what I can give, I want to be, I want to live
For the worker and the warrior, the lover and the liar,
for the native and the wanderer in kind.
For the maker and the user, and the mother and her son.
I am looking for
my family and all of you are mine
We are standing all together, face to face and arm in arm.
We are standing on
the threshold of a dream
No more hunger, no more killing, no more wasting life away
It is simply an idea and I know
its time has come.
I want to live, I want to grow,
I want to see, I want to know,
I want to share what I can give, I want to be,
I want to live, I want to grow, I want
to see, I want to know,
I want to share what I can give, I want to be, I want to live.
I want to live, I want to grow,
I want to see, I want to know,
I want to share what I can give, I want to be, I want to live, I want to live, I want to
live"
November, 1977. The title song was dedicated to the "Hunger Project", which Denver was on the board of directors.
"I am the son of a grassland farmer
Western Oklahoma, nineteen forty three
I always felt grateful to live in the land of the free
I
gave up my father, to South Korea
The mind of my brother, to Vietnam
Now there's a banker who says I must give up
my land
There are four generations of blood in this
topsoil
Four generations of love on this farm
Before I give up, I would gladly give up my right arm....
For the first time in my life I feel like a prisoner
A slave to the ways of the powers that be
And I fear for my children, as I fear for the for the future I see
Tell
me how can it be we're still fighting each other
What does it take for a people to learn
If our song is not sung
as a chorus, we surely will burn....
Have we forgotten
All the lives that were given
All the vows
that were taken
Saying never again, never again
Now for the first time
This could be the last time
If peace is our vision
Let us begin, let
us begin"
"All alone in the universe
Sometimes that's how it seems
I get lost in the
sadness and the screams
Then I look in the center
Suddenly everything's clear
I find myself in the sunshine and my
dreams....
On the road of experience
Join in the living day....
When you're looking for space
And to find out who you are
When you're looking to try and reach the stars
It's a sweet sweet sweet dream
Sometimes I'm almost there
Sometimes
I fly like an eagle and
Sometimes I'm deep in despair
Sometimes I fly like an eagle
Like an eagle, I go flying high, ooh"
"To a place where the spirit could find us
And joy and surrender would bind
us
We are one anyway"
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Q - Z
"Raven’s child is chasing salvation, black beak turned white from the crack
and the snow.
On the streets of despair the answer is simple, a spoonful of mercy can set free the soul.
The drug
king sits on his arrogant throne, away and above and apart.
Even children are twisted to serve him and greed has corrupted
what once was a heart.
Raven’s child is washing the water, all of her wing-feathers blackened with tar.
Prince William shoreline’s
an unwanted highway of asphalt and anger an elegant scar.
The oil king sits on his arrogant throne, away and above and
apart.
Lawyers have warned him he mustn’t speak and greed has made silent what once was a heart.
You know there
are walls that come tumbling down for people who yearn to be free.
Still there are hearts that long to be opened and eyes
that are longing to see....
Raven's Child is washing the water Raven's Child keeps vigil for freedom Raven's
Child is chasing salvation Raven's Child is our constant
Companion"
"I've got rippling waters to wake me to the morning, my woman in love,
Tall
pine trees are pointing us easily to Heaven above"
"He was born in the summer of his twenty-seventh year coming home to a place he'd never been before. He left yesterday behind him you might say he was
born again you might say he found a key to ev'ry door. When he first
came to the mountains his life was away on the road and hangin'
by a song. But the string's already broken and he doesn't really care it
keeps changin' fast and it don't last for long. But the Colorado Rocky Mountain high I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky. The shadow
from the starlight is softer than a lullaby. Rocky mountain high in Colorado Rocky mountain high in Colorado He climbed cathedral mountains he saw silver clouds below he saw everything as far
as you can see. And they say that he got crazy once and he tried to touch the sun and he lost a friend but kept his memory. Now he walks in quiet solitude the forests and the streams seeking grace in every
step he takes. His sight has turned inside himself to try and understand the serenity of a clear blue mountain lake. And the Colorado Rocky Mountain high I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky. Talk to God
and listen to the casual reply. Rocky mountain high in Colorado Rocky mountain high in Colorado Now his life is full of wonder but his heart still knows some fear of a simple thing he cannot comprehend. Why they
try to tear the mountains down to bring in a couple more more people more scars
upon the land. And the Colorado Rocky Mountain high I've seen it
rainin' fire in the sky. He knows he'd be a poorer man if he never saw an eagle fly. Rocky mountain high in Colorado Rocky mountain high
in Colorado"
"Rocky Mountain High" - Live Performance - "The Tonight Show"
About Colorado's Official State Song - With Lyrics
"I'll be there in singing skies and dancing waters
Laughing children growing
old
And in the heart and in the spirit
And in the truth when it is told"
"Sweet, sweet surrender, live, live without care
Like a fish in the water, like a bird in the air"
"You ask how I know of Toledo, Ohio
Well I spent a week there one day
They've
got entertainment to dazzle your eyes
Go visit the bakery and watch the buns rise....
'And wive and wet wive'
Let this
be our motto
Let's let the sleeping dogs lie - ping dogs lie And here's to the dogs of Toledo, Ohio -
Ladies, we bid you goodbye"
"You've long been on the open road you've been sleepin' in the rain....
Then tell me of the ones you saw
As
far as you could see
Across the plains from field to town
Marchin' to be free
And of the rusted prison gates that
tumble by degree
Like laughing children one by one
They look like you and me"
"There are times I fear I lose myself
I don't know who I am
I get caught
up in the struggle and the strain
With my back against a stonewall
My finger in the dam
Losing strength and going
down again And I take a look around me
My
eyes can't find the sun
There's nothing wild as far as I can see
Then my heart turns to Alaska
And freedom on the
run
I can hear her spirit calling me To the
mountains, I can rest there
To the rivers, I will be strong
To the forest, I'll find peace there
To the wild country,
where I belong.... And I know it's just changes
Yes,
and mankind marching on
I know we can't live in yesterday
But compared to what we're losing
And what it means to
me
I'd give my life and throw the rest away"
"Riding on a tradewind
Filling my sails with a soft and southerly breeze
Living
on the ocean blue Dreaming of the islands
Rapping
myself in the glow of a tropical moon
I never shiver when the sun goes down All the Earth she sings to me
Every shallow, every tree
Surely my love's shining like the sea I can make you happy
If I can I'll take you away on a wave in my
arms
Never leave you on the edge all alone If
you feel like dancing
Rolling like the water across my sleepless night
Making me a peaceful place All my life to be with you
All I ever want to do
Knowing you
are feeling that way too Distant thunder, heavy
seas
Rocky Mountain memories
Surely I was lost till I found thee"
"No more songs of the hunters on the buffalo plain,
no more smoke from sacred
fires touch these hills.
And the numbers of the people grow fewer every mile
and our children will not learn The Great
Spirit’s ways. There will be a trail of tears, there will
be a trail of pain.
Jackson will have the Mississippi and the twenty-dollar bill,
but for us the trail is all that
will remain. On the streets of Rapid City, on the road to Wounded
Knee,
there is whiskey for forgetting every thing.
But the old ones say there may be time learning from each other
the way that it had once been meant to be.
But there is still a trail of tears, there is still a trail of pain"
"The wind is the whisper of our Mother the Earth
The wind is the hand of our
Father the Sky
The wind watches over our struggles and pleasures
The wind is the Goddess who first learned to fly The wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings
The weaver of darkness,
the bringer of dawn
The wind gives the rain, then builds us a rainbow
The wind is the singer who sang the first song The wind is a twister of anger and warning
The wind brings the
fragrance of freshly mown hay
The wind is a racer, a wild stallion running
The sweet taste of love on a slow summer's
day The wind knows the songs of the cities and
canyons
The thunder of mountains, the roar of the sea
The wind is the taker and giver of mornings
The wind is the
symbol of all that is free So welcome the wind
and the wisdom She offers
Follow Her summons when She calls again
In your heart and your spirit let the breezes surround
you
Lift up your voice then and sing with the wind"
"Whose garden was this? It must have been lovely. Did it
have flowers?
I’ve seen pictures of flowers, and I’d love to have smelled one.
Whose river was this? You
say it ran freely. Blue was it’s color.
I’ve seen blue in some pictures, and I’d love to have been there. Tell me again I need to know. The forest had trees, the meadows were green.
The
oceans were blue and birds really flew. Can you swear that it’s true? Whose gray sky was this? Or was it a blue one? You say there were breezes.
I’ve heard records of breezes
and I’d love to have felt one. Tell me again I need to know.
The forest had trees, the meadows were green.
The oceans were blue and birds really flew. Can you swear that it’s
true? Whose garden was this? It must have been lovely. Did it
have flowers?
I’ve seen pictures of flowers, and I’d love to have smelled one.
Tell me again I need to
know, tell me again I need to know.
Tell me again I need to know, tell me again I need to know"
"Oh-ooo oh-ooo oh-ooo oh-ooo
Oh, the Yellowstone, Oh the buffalo
free
Oh, my brother the wolf, my lover the moon
Oh, the little ones, oh, the joy that I fell
Oh, the love in my
heart, a wilderness song
Oh-ooo 0h-ooo oh-ooo oh-ooo
Oh, the waterfall, Oh the river that runs
Oh, my brother the wind, my sister the sea
Oh, the ocean shore, oh the castles of stone
Oh, the mountain top calling
to me
Oh-ooo oh-ooo, coming home oh-ooo oh-ooo
Returning, forever returning, coming home
Belonging,
forever belonging, never alone
Oh, the mystery, Oh the dreaming of dreams
Oh, my brother my own, my sister my
own
Oh, the tenderness, Oh, the longing for love
Oh, the beautiful way, the sweet coming home
Oh-ooo oh-ooo,
coming home oh-ooo oh-ooo"
Lyric List
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