Barry,  This is really exciting. If I might make one suggestion after listening to you sing this song. It sounded a little rushed to me, but I like very much the up beat tempo. Also the rhythm was a little "jumpy" at times. It's my sense that we want to make the music easy to play and easy to sing along with and whatever we can do to make that happen, to me should be our goal. What do you think?

Words and music by Barry Lane and Jay Banta.  copyright 2011

Know your higher self.

I was standing
by the school door,
waiting for the bell,
when Roger pushed me over,
so hard that I fell.
I wanted to just punch him
and make him feel my hurt
but something deep inside me
sounded the alert.

 1st Chorus
Know your higher self,
take it off the shelf.
give  it room to play,
every single day.

Forget about the fight,
reach for what is right.
you can teach yourself to fly,
when you want to cry.

One day in the lunchroom,
some friends were laughing loud,
about the newest student,
and they formed a crowd.


I started laughing with them,
then saw how sad he looked.
I turned to him, said  “Hello,”
and picked up all his books.


2nd Chorus
Know your higher self,
take it off the shelf,
give  it room to play
every single day.

Forget about the fight.
reach for what is right,
You can teach yourself to fly,
When you want to cry.

Sometimes I don’t behave,
the best way that I can.
Sometimes I’m afraid,
to lend a helping hand.

But then then a little
 voice comes,
from somewhere deep inside,
and tells me that the best in me
doesn’t have to hide.

Chorus
Know your higher self,
take it off the shelf,
give  it room to play,
every single day.

Forget about the fight,
reach for  what is right.
You can teach yourself to fly
When you want to cry.


One day I hope the world
will listen to this song,
and all the leaders think about,
what’s right and wrong.

They’ll sit down at a table
and talk about their fears,
without endless battles,
rumbling on for years.

Chorus
Know your Higher self,
take it off the shelf,
give it room to play,
every single day.

Forget about the fight,
reach for what is right.
You can teach yourself to fly,
When you want to cry.

You can teach yourself to fly,When you want to cry.

Barry Lane and Jay Banta copyright 2011

Know Your Higher Self

For Grace Shoshana who wrote the chorus

New song about mindfulness. We must all learn to press pause.


Let me know what your students think.  barry@disoverwriting.com

Press Pause       Barry Lane

Your little brother teases you
Your sister makes a face
The kids at school are mean again
You did not win the race

You’re feeling kind of angry
and you’re feeling kind of sad
How do you choose the good
when you want to choose the bad

Press pause 
and remember you’re all right
Press Pause. 
Fill your darkness up with light
Press Pause 
and the world becomes more kind
Use your heart and use your mind
For there is no greater cause
Press Pause

You were so late to school today 
and then you flunked the test
Your friends are so much smarter
 you’re so different than the rest
You can’t look in the mirror
 without feeling that fear
What planet did you come from and how’d you end up here?

Press  Pause 
and remember you’re all right
Press Pause.  
Fill your darkness up with light
Press Pause  
Learn to treat yourself more kind
Use your heart and use your mind
For there is no greater cause
Press Pause

Breathe in Breathe out 
Help your mind sort it out

Don’t scream, don’t shout
Breathe in Breathe out

Breathe in Breathe out 
Help your mind sort it out

Don’t scream, don’t shout
Breathe in Breathe out

25 years later you have children of your own
They’re running in your living room
and messing up your home
You’re getting kind of frustrated 
but you don’t raise your voice
You know a little secret 
every person has a choice

Press  Pause 
and remember you’re all right
Press Pause.  
Fill your darkness up with light
Press Pause  
and the world becomes more kind
Use your heart and use your mind
For there is no greater cause
Press pause

Breathe in Breathe out 
Help your mind sort it out

Don’t scream, don’t shout
Breathe in Breathe out

Breathe in Breathe out 
Help your mind sort it out

Don’t scream, don’t shout
Breathe in Breathe out

Breathe in Breathe out

Breathe in Breathe out

Breathe in Breathe out


Press Pause.


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The Me I Never Was

Words by Amy Ludwig VanDerwater
Music by Barry Lane 



If I’d been born a baby
In a very different place
I’d look up at my mama
Who would have a different face.

I’d speak another language
I don’t know what I’d eat
I’d look out of my window
At an unfamiliar street

If you wonder why I do not hate
I’ll tell you it’s because
I sit here  and  I ponder 
The me I never was


I would know the little birds
When my mama sang to me
I’d giggle at the words
When I gazed up at the trees

We might be safe
We might be scared
We might be in a war
I might call home a village
on a dreamy, distant  shore


If you wonder why I do not hate
I’ll tell you it’s because
I sit here and I  ponder 
The me I never was
  
    






   (bridge)
What if I were hungry
Or cold or sad or scared?
Would someone else imagine me
And try to show they cared?

I hug them in my heart
These imaginary mes’
I sit here and I  ponder
The` possibilities.


I’m  standing in my backyard.
I’m riding in my car.
I’m laughing with my mama
I’m looking  at the stars

I’m grateful for my happy home
So safe, so sweet, so warm
But how can anybody know
the life where they ‘ll be born?


If you wonder why I do not hate
I’ll tell you it’s because
I sit here and I  ponder 
The me I never was
	

The me I never was
The me that I might be
I sit here and I  ponder  
The possibilities

The Me I Never Was

This poem is from The Poem Farm, Amy Ludwig VanDerwater's ad-free, searchable blog full of hundreds of poems, poem mini lessons, and poetry ideas for home and classroom. www.poemfarm.amylv.com

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