You saw me crying in the chapel,
The tears I shed were tears of joy.
I know the meaning of contentment,
I am happy with the Lord.
Sonny Till and the Orioles, “Crying in the Chapel.”
So hard finding inspiration
I knew you’d find me crying
Tell those girls with rifles for minds
That their jokes don’t make me laugh
They only make me feel like dying
In an unguarded moment
–The Church
The sun ain’t gonna shine anymore
The moon ain’t gonna rise in the sky
The tears are always cloudin’ your eyes
When you’re without love
The Walker Brothers
You used to be my sweet milk, now, you sour on me
Since we’re not together, you’re not sweet like you used to be
That’s why I’m walkin’, walkin’ my blues away
Well, the sun gonna shine, in my backdoor some day
Sonny Terry & Brownie McGhee
Just got home from Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy,
Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch.
Imagination sets in, pretty soon I’m singin’,
Doo, doo, doo, lookin’ out my back door.
Creedence Clearwater Revival - “Lookin Out My Back Door.”
But in the depth of a dream
Where the grass is always so green
And the sky is always blue
I’m escaping silently
I’m rejecting violently
This world for something new
Imagination
Living mental isolation
Imagination
Imagination
Far from your contamination
Drifting in my inner space
Imagination
Sad Lovers And Giants - Imagination
To have a girl like her is truly a dream come true.
Out of all the fellows in the world she belongs to me.
But it was just my imagination,
Runnin’ away with me.
It was just my imagination running away with me.
Temptations - Just My Imagination (Running Away With Me)
-“BB”-
Imagine there’s no countries,
It isn’t hard to do.
Nothing to kill or die for,
And no religion, too.
Imagine all the people,
Living life in peace…
John Lennon, “Imagine.”
Oh, I marched to the battle of New Orleans
At the end of the early British war
The young land started growing
The young blood started flowing
But I ain’t marching anymore
Phil Ochs, “I Ain’t Marching Anymore”
There is no enemy
There are no sides that we can take
No cause and no effect
There is no flag that we can wave
There is no uniform
No uniform that we will wear
No colors anymore
There is nobody we can hate
The Comsat Angels, “There Is No Enemy”
There’ll be no mutant enemy we shall certify
Political ends, as sad remains will die
Yes, “And You And I”
All we are trying to say
Is we are all we’ve got
You and me just cannot fail
If we never, never stop
The Moody Blues, “You and Me”
You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
Oh, can’t you tell by the way I run
Every time you make eyes at me? Whoa
You cry and moan and say it will work out
But honey child I’ve got my doubts
You can’t see the forest for the trees
Linda Rondstadt - Different Drum
I think that I shall never see
a poem as lovely as a tree
Paul Robeson. Trees
Beloved, gaze in thine own heart,
The holy tree is growing there;
From joy the holy branches start,
And all the trembling flowers they bear.
The changing colours of its fruit
Have dowered the stars with merry light;
The surety of its hidden root
Has planted quiet in the night;
The shaking of its leafy head
Has given the waves their melody,
And made my lips and music wed,
Murmuring a wizard song for thee.
Loreena McKennitt - The Two Trees
He’s a pinball wizard, there has to be a twist.
A pinball wizard – he’s got such a supple wrist.
How do you think he does it?
I don’t know.
What makes him so good?
The Who - Pinball Wizard
-“BB”-
Sandra Day left a better day
But that can’t be the extent of our legac-ay
Uh, damn right I’m gonna speak my mind
Cause if we can’t move ahead then we’re behind
But it’s all good
RBGuicy - “The Notorious RBG”
Sandra Day, you are the one
Only you beneath the moon and under the sun
Cole Porter (with apologies)
With her killer graces and her secret places that no boy can fill
With her hands on her hips, oh, and that smile on her lips because she knows that it kills me
With her soft French cream, standing in that doorway like a dream, I wish she’d just leave me alone
Because French cream won’t soften them boots and French kisses will not break that heart of stone
With her long hair falling and her eyes that shine like a midnight sun
Whoa-oh, she’s the one
She’s the one
Bruce Springsteen
She’s a Killer Queen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime
Queen