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A-tishoo!
We all fall down.

The Cows are in the meadow
Eating buttercups
A-tishoo! A-tishoo!
We all jump up.

Ring-a-round the rosie,
A pocket full of posies,
Ashes!

Ring a ring o’ roses
A pocketful of posies
A-tishoo, a-tishoo
We all fall down
The King has sent his daughter
To fetch a pail of water
A-tishoo, a-tishoo
We all fall down
Ring a ring o’ roses
A pocketful of posies
A-tishoo, a-tishoo
We all fall down
The King has sent his daughter
To fetch a pail of water
A-tishoo, a-tishoo
We all fall down
The bird upon the steeple
Sits above the people
A-tishoo, a-tishoo
We all fall down
The cows are in the meadow
Eating buttercups
A-tishoo, a-tishoo
We all get up, we all get up!
Ring a ring o’ roses
A pocketful of posies
A-tishoo, a-tishoo
We all fall down
The King has sent his daughter
To fetch a pail of water
A-tishoo, a-tishoo
We all fall down
The bird upon the steeple
Sits above the people
A-tishoo, a-tishoo
We all fall down
The cows are in the meadow
Eating buttercups
A-tishoo, a-tishoo
We all get up
Ring a ring o’ roses
A pocketful of posies
A-tishoo, a-tishoo
We all fall down

Take Me Back

Van Morrison

Hymns to the Silence

1991

Help me un, help me understand
Take me, do you remember the time darlin'
When everything made more sense in the world (yeah)
Oh I remember, I remember
When life made more sense
Ah, ah, take me back, take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back (woah) to when the world made more sense
Well there's too much suffering and confusion
And I'm walking down by the river
Oh, let me understand religion

Way, way back, way back
When you walked, in a green field, in a green meadow
Down an avenue of trees
On a, on a golden summer
And the sky was blue
And you didn't have no worries, you didn't have no care
You were walking in a green field
In a meadow, through the buttercups, in the summertime
And you looked way out over, way out
Way out over the city and the water
And it feels so good, and it feels so good
And you keep on walking

And the music on the radio, and the music on the radio
Has so much soul, has so much soul
And you listen, in the night time
While we're still and quiet

And you look out on the water
And the big ships, and the big boats
Came on sailing by, by, by, by
And you felt so good, and I felt so good
I felt I want to blow my harmonica

Take me back, there, take me way back there
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me way, way, way back, way back
To when, when I understood
When I understood the light, when I understood the light
In the golden afternoon, in the golden afternoon
In the golden afternoon, in the golden afternoon
In the golden afternoon when we sat and listened to Sonny Boy blow

In the golden afternoon when
We sat and let Sonny Boy, blow, blow his harp

Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me way, way, way, way, way, way, way
Back when I, when I understood, when I understood, yeah
Oh, ah, take me way back, when, when, when, when, when, when
When, when, when, when, when, when, when
I was walking down the
Walking down the street and
It didn't matter
Cause everything felt, everything felt, everything felt
Everything felt, everything felt, everything felt, everything felt
Everything felt, everything felt, everything felt so right, ha
And so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good, ah
Everything felt, so right, and so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good, so good
In the eternal now, in the eternal moment
In the eternal now, in the eternal moment
In the eternal now
Everything felt so good, so good, so good, so good, so good
And so right, so right, so right, just
So good, so right, so right, in the eternal
In the eternal moment, in the eternal moment
In the eternal moment, in the eternal moment
When you lived, when you lived
When you lived, in the light
When you lived in the grace
In the grace, in grace
When you lived in the light
In the light, in the grace
And the blessing.

Big Rock Candy Mountain

Lisa Loeb

Catch the Moon [CD/DVD]

2004

There is a land I've heard about
Where the clouds are with many clouds
The air is clear, and I hear, the good times roll like water
There's a silver lake and a gold one too
You can paddle all around in a wooden canoe
In the big rock candy mountains

There is a land I've heard about
Where springtime's never over
The air is sweet, and your friends all meet
And you feel the four-leaf clover
I'm bound to go
Where there ain't snow
Where the rain don't fall
And the winds don't blow
In the big rock candy mountains

In the big rock candy mountains
There's a land that's fair and bright
Where the pennies grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night
And the cows are in the meadows
And they're eating buttercups
I'm bound to go where there ain't snow
Where the rain don't fall
And the winds don't blow
In the big rock candy mountains

Oh, the buzzing of the bees in the peppermint trees
And the soda water fountains
The lemonade springs and the bluebird sings
In the big rock candy mountain

Love of Light (words and music by Kyra)
Frogs jumping in meadows of golden buttercups
Slow stream running near by a waterfall down the trickling path past the birch wood and the leafy trees oh the splendid breeze I'm listening to the birds sing Watching for the flowers to grow and bloom And the angels to dance in a circle of joy We are surrounded by light and we strong, strong because we belong There is a cabin on the hill we go there still after all of these years and you are mine the moon it shines Still when the sun rises in the morning Love of light it shines light of love it shines

Have you heard
The songbird singing
Children's laughter
Church bells ringing
Have you heard
The soft words spoken
At a wedding in July

Have you seen
The golden meadow
Carpets of buttercups
A garland hedgerow
Have you seen
The lonely lovers
At a wedding in July

And have you smelt
The summer roses
Honeysuckle
Fragrant poses
Have you smelt
The sweet bouquets
At a wedding in July

Have you felt
The morning sunshine
Kiss your face
And linger sometime
Have you felt
The love surround you
At a wedding in July

And have you tasted summer wine
Elderberry summertime
Have you tasted love sublime
At a wedding in July

Have you thrown
The bright confetti
With Uncle Charlie, Auntie Betty
Have you danced the night away
At a wedding in July

Have you known
The tender kisses
Sweet romance
Heart-warming wishes
Have you known
What it is, to love
At a wedding in July

Big Rock Candy Mountain

Lisa Loeb

Catch the Moon

2004

There is a land I've heard about
Where the clouds are with many clouds
The air is clear, and I hear, the good times roll like water
There's a silver lake and a gold one too
You can paddle all around in a wooden canoe
In the big rock candy mountains

There is a land I've heard about
Where springtime's never over
The air is sweet, and your friends all meet
And you feel the four-leaf clover
I'm bound to go
Where there ain't snow
Where the rain don't fall
And the winds don't blow
In the big rock candy mountains

In the big rock candy mountains
There's a land that's fair and bright
Where the pennies grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night
And the cows are in the meadows
And they're eating buttercups
I'm bound to go where there ain't snow
Where the rain don't fall
And the winds don't blow
In the big rock candy mountains

Oh, the buzzing of the bees in the peppermint trees
And the soda water fountains
The lemonade springs and the bluebird sings
In the big rock candy mountain

Down the meadow
Secrets are told
Down the meadow
Roads are made near the flowers lays
Down the meadow
Skip across the rocks just near the river

Buttercup yellow patch
I draw leaves colored with rainbow (Halo) light

Buttercup yellow patch
I draw leaves colored with rainbow (Halo) light

Petals kissed
Beneath the sky
My hands tied
Teared grass and knotted daisies
My hands tied
Teared grass and knotted daisies

Down the meadow
Secrets are told
Down the meadow
Roads are made near the flowers lays
Down the meadow
Skip across the rocks just near the river

When
The
Sun will burn the meadow
I'll tear my dress in this field
I'll tear my dress in this field
The wildest flowers will be me
I'll tear my dress in this field
I'll tear my dress in this field

The wildest flowers will be me
All Thorns
And soft
All Thorns
And soft

The wildest flower will be me
Careful Love
Careful Love

Listen up Buttercup
It's time to pick the pieces of us
Pick them up Buttercup
And put them back together cos

Without you, my brain can never doubt you
I wake up in a meadow
No teardrops on my pillow
I've never felt so

Even when the clouds come over
You'll be shining more than ever
Even in the rain and thunder
You'll be reaching for your sunny day

Toughen up Buttercup
I know you went completely upside
Upside down, life's a frown
Things were looking rough but now

Without you, my brain can never doubt you
I wake up in a meadow
No teardrops on my pillow
I've never felt so

Even when the clouds come over
You'll be shining more than ever
Even in the rain and thunder
You'll be reaching for your sunny day

Listen up Buttercup
It's time to pick the pieces up

Without you, my brain can never doubt you
I wake up in a meadow
No teardrops on my pillow
I've never felt so

Even when the clouds come over
You'll be shining more than ever
Even in the rain and thunder
You'll be reaching for your sunny day

Amid the grasses
He fumbles for his glasses
Turns another page of poetry.
Dragonflies are darting
July is just starting
Meadows roll as far as you can see

She walks beneath the boughs
In an eyelet gown
Auburn tresses and a melancholy smile
Steps into the light
Glowing on her dress of white
Satin ribbons shining for a mile

Catches his gaze
As he looks up through the summer haze
Amid the green
Looking for a life unseen

Pretending not to notice
The man as he approaches
Striding 'cross the fields of England's green
She pulls a buttercup
Bashfully looks up
And wonders to herself what can this mean

Pardon the intrusion
I'm under the illusion
We were meant to meet here on this day
You may be right she says
As she turns away her head
But there's one thing you should hear me when I say

Amid the green
Looking for a life unseen
A story must be told
If I may be so bold

Wide open seas 
Your love is like the sun on my face 
Tongue stuck on your name 
Your touch leaves me 
Hanging on 
To what I'll never be 
Come bait my dream baby 
cnd Let's agree to disagree

Don't leap down my throat and 
Steal my voice man 
Before I even speak a peep 

Operation XRay 
Come find my heart 
I bet you can't believe 
What you meant to me 

So many brain synapses 
Suddenly start snapping 
Juggling these passions 
Stumbling on last week 
I recall you were gone when I needed you most 
Now you call like you want what I got so I ghost 

Swoon my little buttercup 
True to her stuff 
I drew you a blush 
cnd I flew you a dove
In bloom when the blue moon sparks 
cnd it's me being fuel for the fire in your stars 

Meadow 
Rebel 
Several fangs
Edge your level 
Bezeled beige 
Treasure
Eyes locked like knees 
My iPod got beats 

Get dome 
Go home 
cnd craft a hit 
Rich with wit 

Pop like a lid 
Betty bop on the dick 
Slosh with Galoshes 
This Scotch gotta kick 
MF 

Say no more 
I recognize your lost ego
Did this world really get the best of you?

Welcome to Capitula, where the sun kisses the hills
Petals dance in the breeze, and time itself stands still
The castle of Azalea, with towers high and grand
Guarded by the tulips that line the courtyard land
Oh, it's springtime in Capitula, to the Iris and Peony swoon
Magnolia whispers secrets 'neath the waxing moon
Daffodils and roses paint the meadows with their blooms
It's springtime in Capitula, under azure skies of blue
Along the paths of Artemesia, families wander free
Through valleys of lavender and fields of sweet pea
The vine-covered arbors, with wisteria in full bloom
In the heart of Capitula, spring flowers wash away the gloom
Along the paths of Artemesia, families wander free
Through valleys of lavender and fields of sweet pea
The vine-covered arbors, with wisteria in full bloom
In the heart of Capitula, spring flowers wash away the gloom
The laughter of children echoes by Lake Billybuttons' shore
Where buttercups and daisies sing and everyone's spirits soar
And in the golden evening twilight, the day begins to fade
But in Capitula, the beauty of spring is clear both night and day
Oh, it's springtime in Capitula, where the lilies and dahlias gleam
Camellias and cherry blossoms paint, as in a poet's dream
Honeysuckle scents the air along every brook and stream
Marigolds whisper tales of springtime's magic in this fairy tale supreme
So, welcome to Capitula, where springtime splendor reigns
In gardens lush with memories, and fields of gold and amber grains
For in this kingdom's heart and soul, where every flower's name's revered
We'll cherish springtime in Capitula, our most magnificent time of year

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In the field where daisies grow
There's a friend I want to show
Adorable baby cow so sweet
With tiny hooves and dancing feet

[Chorus]
Little Moo hey how do you do
With your coat all brown and eyes so blue
You bring joy with every jump and leap
Little Moo in fields where flowers sleep

[Verse 2]
Chasing butterflies around
Mooing softly what a sound
Playing near the old barn door
Skipping through the meadow floor
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[Chorus]
Little Moo hey how do you do
With your coat all brown and eyes so blue
You bring joy with every jump and leap
Little Moo in fields where flowers sleep

[Bridge]
You nibble on the buttercups
And drink from streams in little sips
Oh Little Moo my happy friend
Our fun times they will never end

[Verse 3]
As the sun begins to set
You’re still full of energy yet
Underneath the twilight sky
Together we skip and sigh
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Or the barley fields breathing
With a symphony of sighs?
And this carnival of buttercups
Right before your eyes?

Shimmying and shimmering
In costume's made of yellow
With anthers like plumed headdresses
Crowding out the meadow?

Not every wild child craves drink and drugs
Some wild children all they want is love and hugs
Devilish Snow Angel put me in her spell
I wish that I could protect my friend Mozart from herself
Swear down Mozart
Mozart swear down

You covered my back, I couldn't cover yours
I wish that I had been there for you when they shut them doors
Swear down Mozart
Mozart swear down
Swear down Mozart

Always one step from some disaster
If this is your happy ever after
You've a funny way of showing it
Your usual funny way of showing it
Rest yourself, oh yeah, you can now rest yourself

I've missed your swearing and your laughter
Snow ball days & the nights after
I've a funny way of showing it
I've got a funny way of showing it
Rest yourself, oh yeah, you can now rest yourself

I won't let anything hurt you
Sometime soon your smile will shine through
You've a funny way of showing it
your usual funny way of showing it
Rest yourself,  now you can just rest yourself

See, the grass is full of stars
Fallen in their brightness
Hearts they have of shining gold
Rays of shining whiteness

Buttercups have honeyed hearts
Bees they love the clover
But I love the daisies' dance
All the meadow over

Blow, Oh blow, you happy winds
Singing summer's praises
Up the field and down the field
A dancing with the daisies

Shooters on sight, yeah
What a hell of a night, yeah
Don't put up a fight, yeah
I beat it like Mike, yeah
Jump over the hurdle, ooo
But this ain't a track race
You niggas in last place
And I just caught the gold medal
She let me play in her meadows
I was steppin' in a puddle
I'm a boss, a different level
Different from Bowser, Mario
Wassup to Travi, my kinfolk
He was a crazy lil' kiddo
Big bag, nothin' little
Where the gas, get it lit up
She pulled up on me in a big truck
Just to say she want a nip tuck
Fucked around and got her ass done
Now she thank me for a big butt
Turned a prude into a big slut
Niggas sayin' that I switched up
In the coupe hittin switches
Ever bump hittin different
Shooters on sight, yeah
What a hell of a night, yeah
Don't put up a fight, yeah
I beat it like Mike, yeah
Jump over the hurdle, ooo
But this ain't a track race
You niggas in last place
And I just caught the gold medal
I am not here for the cuddles
Name poppin' like bubbles
I water her flower, she blossom
Call her buttercup, she feel awesome
I'm everything her ex couldn't be
He pissed off, you must be shittin' me
You told me that he passed history
So how he don't know that he history
Shooters on sight, yeah
What a hell of a night, yeah
Don't put up a fight, yeah
I beat it like Mike, yeah
Jump over the hurdle, ooo
But this ain't a track race
You niggas in last place
And I just caught the gold medal
Tell me you love me
I am not down with the buddy, buddy
I cannot do these bitches
Want somethin' from me
Every day and night, she give the Kid Cudi
Boy, where that check at
You need to cut it
All of these niggas is bitches, actress
Benjamin Franklin doin gymnastics
But, when it flip it ain't goin' backwards
Shooters on sight, yeah
What a hell of a night, yeah
Don't put up a fight, yeah
I beat it like Mike, yeah
Jump over the hurdle, ooo
But this ain't a track race
You niggas in last place
And I just caught the gold medal

I wanna plant ya and make more of ya
I ain't tryna take control of ya
I give 'em water every morning
Cause I just love to see 'em growing
I'm picking bitches like a flower
I'm checking on 'em every hour
Come to my garden you can see
That I been planting too many seeds yea
Favorite flower my sunflower
Baby chocolate wearing yellow
Had to move her to my garden
From that meadow in the ghetto
Say she love me love me not
Got damn she got too many petals
No good morning no grand rising
That bitch hit me with a hello
Shit I need to check on my daisy
But she the one wanting a baby
I spend too much time with my rose
But I love when she under my nose
I need to water my tulip
I just want lil baby to strip
Who been growing on me is my lilac
Lil baby know where the vibes at
I wanna plant ya and make more of ya
I ain't tryna take control of ya
I give 'em water every morning
Cause I just love to see 'em growing
I'm picking bitches like a flower
I'm checking on 'em every hour
Come to my garden you can see
That I been planting too many seeds yea
That's my buttercup
Fertilize her watch her fuck it up
I swear to God she be cutting up
She like what you got the others for
Girl I need a garden
I need a rose
And plant a lavender next to those
She grabbing my hose
And getting exposed
She my daffodil yea
She got that mass appeal yea
Baby we have to chill yea
Don't need a jasmine yea yea
And plant a aster
Water it grow a lil faster
Got damnit I got a bad one
I had to ask her
I wanna plant ya and make more of ya
(Can I plant ya and make more of ya)
I ain't tryna take control of ya
(I aim't tryna take control of ya)
I give 'em water every morning
(I give em water every morning)
Cause I just love to see 'em growing
(Cause I just love to see it)
I'm picking bitches like a flower
(Yea yea)
I'm checking on 'em every hour
(Yea yea)
Come to my garden you can see
That I been planting too many seeds yea

(In English):
A defamatory song to Reason
-Now the meadow's bathing in the summer sun a vail's drifting slowly northwards
And the creek is the wanderer's
pavement café abundantly decorated with buttercups
But farther south the city's awakening
And yields it's daily bread:
A heart that's breaking, a child to be born, while blood turns the sky into red..

We're on the Blue Bell line
Getting on the Blue Bell line
Train whistle blowing as we're going back in time
Station master calling
All aboard and join the ride
Blue Bell line
Feeling fine
Let the blue bells ring
And the spring come running in your wondering mind

Ghost of Mr Porter floating in the smoke and steam
Poster paints a picture of a sunny seaside scene
Granny smiles reminded of her childhood holiday
Leave behind the platform as we're on our way

Proud face forward, a queen on silver wheels
Powerfully pulling us along the shining rails

We're on the Blue Bell line
On the Blue Bell line
Train whistle blowing as we're going back in time
Station master calling
All aboard and join the ride
Blue Bell line
Feeling fine
Let the blue bells ring
And the spring come running in your wondering mind

Sentimental comfort of a 3rd class carriage seat
Wipe the misty window, eat a biscuit, drink some tea
Kids excited, can't keep still, lean out for a dare
Smell the coal and country, feel the wind rush through their hair

Companions on the coach seem to share a common dream
Watch the passing landscape gliding by in clouds of steam

Woodland shades of violet gloom
Cows stand in buttercup bloom
Sheep graze the meadow green
Gaze upon the strange machine

Gentle rain falling on slopes of tree and field
Chugging through the beauty of the rolling Sussex weald

We're on the Blue Bell line
On the Blue Bell line
Train whistle blowing as we're going back in time
Station master calling
All aboard and join the ride
Blue Bell line
Feeling fine
Let the blue bells ring
And the spring come running in your wondering mind

Into a tunnel's black hole we slowly go
Engines red fire in the heart of darkness glows
Spooky white smoke into the night light comes
Young ones wonder where the outside's gone
Racing back to daylight now it's safe to laugh again
Rocking and a rolling on our good old railway train

Cutting through the hill
Banking over dale
Where there's a will
There there's a way
Up and down to journeys end
Like the Blue Bells you'll come back again

Let's sing praise to the saints of oil and steel
Their labours of a lifetime make a bygone age come real
Brave men and ladies save the engines and the track
Working as one to bring the broken branch line back

We're on the Blue Bell line
On the Blue Bell line
Train whistle blowing as we're going back in time
Station master calling
All aboard and join the ride
Blue Bell line
Feeling fine
Let the blue bells ring
And the spring come running in your wondering mind

My old fashioned gal don’t like the bustle of the city
And the flushin’ pots and cyber spots and no space to get away from the racket
She knows a place, way out in old Appalachia
Where the chicory blooms to a chickadees tune and she plucks the mint and buttercups

CHORUS
My old fashioned gal   
Is a real kind of pal
She don’t care if I’m poor
Wants my love, doesn’t need anymore
Than to have me around
When the sun’s going down
I do what I shall 
For my old fashioned gal
 
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She likes to write her letters on a piece of pretty paper
And put ‘em in an envelope with a stamp and mail it at the post office
She digs for ramps in her West Virginy woods
Takes em home to her little shack
Spends the evening just a picklin’ and grinnin’

CHORUS

SOLO Verse

V3
She picks violet flowers while walking through the grassy meadows
Makes violet jam, in little cans
Gives em away to her friends and family
I’d like to stay in her lovely little mountain home
And with her hand in mine forget the time as we gaze at the clouds and the rhododendrons

CHORUS

TAG; I do what I shall for me sweet young pretty old fashioned gal