Lover’s Prayer

As I lay here in my bed knowing I’ve been pretending to be happy without you
All day I looked at the things I see around me 
And thinking to myself I wish you were here To keep my mind off all these painful happenings
The world going crazy and you ain’t around to hug me, my baby
You in your world and me in mine 
Seems likes a dozen leap years until it’s our time
When is it our time baby?

Why I gotta see all these people going crazy all around me 
But then on the other hand, I see lovers holding hands
And love blooming in desolate foreign lands Making me miss you oh oh oh oh oh oh so much 
Longing for only your your your your your touch
I ain’t just missing you 
I’m dying for you
Every night 
Crying for you
Distance and time are the determining factors of our physical alignment 
But our spirits have already dined in the ethers 
And flown together as timeless Galaxy creatures

Chorus
But this is my lover’s prayer
That you’ll come and get me 
And take me back there 
Up to the stars above 
Back up to the clouds of pure love 
Don’t keep me waiting baby
Tomorrow isn’t promised but today, maybe I’ll be your everything 
I’ll make good on our wedding ring
If I could just marry you right now on heaven’s altar 
I promise you forever
My love will never falter

You know the things they try to do to keep us apart
You know the things you keep promising to do with my heart
My love I will always be yours 
Just like I was from the start
So let’s make it regardless of the struggles
And whether or not Love is a dying art

This is my Lover’s prayer

Chorus

This is my Lover’s prayer

Lisha Nandi 10/9/21

Lover's Prayer

I Never Cease To Be Amazed At The Strange Clouding Of Human Minds

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Lyrics:-
Can you feel it coming
Somethings gonna happen
Can you feel it coming
Somethings gotta happen
Have a little patience
It's the art of waiting
For all good things to come
Have a little patience
It's the art of waiting
For all good things to come

Can you feel it coming
Have a little patience
It's the art of waiting
For all good things to come
Somethings gonna happen
Have a little patience
It's the art of waiting
For all good things to come

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The Art of Waiting

The Art Of Waiting

When I was in infant school my class was a ragbag bunch of scruffy working class urchins, self included.  National health glasses held together with band aids, hand-me-down clothes, bruises, jam sandwiches.  There was a kid in that class who was very quiet, often absent.  Good at reading.  Good at running.  Kept himself to himself.  Sat at the back, never made eye contact.  Never put his hand up.

Turns out he was very deaf and spending a lot of time in hospital with operations of various sorts.

When he was seven he was given a hearing aid - huge thing the size of a transistor radio that sat in his shirt pocket.  The story I heard was that when he first went home with it his mam took him for a walk down a country lane to try it out.  He was very upset that it was obviously broken - all sorts of odd scratching and buzzing noises.

They eventually realised that he was hearing insects for the first time.  

Imagine that.

Often wonder what became of him.
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Huge thanks to my two friends here: Paco for inspiring and driving this project with his wonderful music, and Oddrun for lifting my simple lyrical efforts to another level entirely.
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A Good Boy

A symphony of crushing silence 
Played his timpani of weathered clay
Under lowered eyes that cried defiance
He’d softly make his quiet way
A guiding star that burned with life, but ever failed to shine
Kept his distance, from afar, no avatar to hide behind
He’s a good boy, so they say, in their condescending, pitied way.

Inputs built of aural mud are clinically desensitised
Muffled whispers trundle under cobbled skies of grizzled grey
Dreams and aspirations that never could be realised
He’d tightly close his eyes and lightly kneel to pray
Social cripple loner ‘neath a joker’s plastic smiles
Silent rippled mannequin, cartoon audio spastic child
He’s a good boy, so they say, in their well meaning, hurtful way.

Flip the switch and hear the light
Bear witness to the revelation
A trip to day-sound from his silent night
Demolishing all his expectations
Sweet blushing kiss of angels’ eyes
One of them has turned the volume dial
To flush his muted domicile
And hear the crickets singing on the chamomile

So cast the light fine, on the deafened child’s mind
And let the sound shine as the clearest of days
A new world’s flight is leaving dark behind
Clarity rebound leads the way
Breathe the noise, of those blissful waves
Touch the sense as darkness fades
He’s a good boy,…..he’s a good boy…..

So swing the arc’s beam, bless the lonesome soul
Illumination wakes the inner self
Warmth of seemliness melts the cold
Communication taken off the shelf
Breathe the noise, of those blissful waves
Touch the sense as darkness fades
He’s a good boy,…..he’s a good boy …. He’s a good boy now.

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Peace of Mind - -Neil Young (Cover)

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