Hega - Tree Of Life - 12 Beautiful Sleep

On a planet resembling Earth, in a Galaxy far, far away 
There were creatures resembling humans of two pigmentations: one red and one blue 
And the red ones instructed the blue ones that there is one word that THEY must never say. 
And they will be ostracized, subject to violence or otherwise harmed if they do. 

You see, one or two centuries prior, the blue ones held red ones enslaved 
And there was a word that the Blue ones would use to refer to the red ones possessed
And though they had long since been freed, in lieu of the justice they craved 
They insisted the blue ones should never again breathe that word, not even in jest

And the blues ones at first were quite gladly compliant, at first they completely concurred
But the red ones adopted this word as a term of endearment, not a hideous curse!  
And now and again some poor Blue would get loose with its tongue and then out popped that word! 
And red ones who heard it were given free license to beat the blue or something worse! 

Even the most rich and powerful Blue ones if ever that word did they say
Were forced to make public apologies, tearfully beg for forgiveness, repentant 
that’s just the trouble with pendulums swinging too wide can the pendulums sway 
What started as simply a politic gesture was simmering now as resentment 

Words are just noises you make to express an idea you may have at the time
Our primitive ancestors, warning of predators, made noises just to alert you 
Always remember the words that are used in that world famous nursery rhyme:
Sticks and Stones may break your bones but words will never hurt you 

Most Blues were fine with not saying the word, its insulting so why not refrain 
And all of that’s true but it’s rather short sighted and frankly it misses the point  
The point is that blue ones were forced to comply or else suffer the punishment’s pain 
And when rules don’t apply to both red and blue equally, blue noses get out of joint 

So small bands of blues started saying the word in their home and amongst other blues 
And the building resentment would over time lead to a war pitting race against race 
Only slaves are subjected to punishment over expressing unpopular views 
Free people use any words that they want to:  a warning from deep outer space!

The Word You Dare Not Say

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This song was inspired by "fr0ggy" who kindly reminded me to think of the positive " ==> https://soundcloud.com/fr0ggy5 
Cool Backing Track provided by TGuitar ==>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XzYE_ITAn70
THE VEIL HAS BEEN LIFTED
[Chorus]
The veil
The veil has been lifted
The veil
The veil has been lifted 
HalleluYah!

[Verse 1]
The good guys are the bad guys 
Everybody knows
Birds are singing everywhere
The king has no clothes

[Verse 2]
The light on the hill begs to shine 
Preaching the true Gospel
The army of Satan has been exposed
The end of Jewish fables

[Chorus]
The veil
The veil has been lifted
The veil
The veil has been lifted 
HalleluYah!

[Verse 3]
The people are showing their teeth
Taking up their swords
Demanding truth and Justice
Demanding no more wars

[Chorus]
The veil
The veil has been lifted
The veil
The veil has been lifted 
HalleluYah!
HalleluYah!
HalleluYah!
HalleluYah!

[Verse 4]
Now the king has taken ill
Or so, it would seem
There lies a glimmer of hope
See it in the memes

[Chorus]
The veil
The veil has been lifted
The veil
The veil has been lifted 
HalleluYah!
HalleluYah!
HalleluYah!

©️ 2025 Renee La Chapelle - All Rights Reserved 


THE VEIL HAS BEEN LIFTED

Fog (2025)

Original song by The Decemberist. 

Lyrics:
I'm an engine driver
On a long run, on a long run
Would I were beside her
She's a long one, such a long one

And if you don't love me, let me go

I'm a county lineman
On a high line, on a high line
So will be my grandson
There are powerlines in our bloodlines

And if you don't love me, let me go

And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
My bones

I'm a moneylender
I have fortunes upon fortunes
Take my hand for tender
I am tortured, ever tortured

And if you don't love me, let me go

And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
I am a writer, I am all that you have known
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
My bones

And if you don't love me, let me go

The Engine Driver (acoustic cover, orig. song by The Decemberists)

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Produced by Stef Tahlia - www.steftahlia.com - https://soundcloud.com/steftahlia
Written by Sarah Golding and Stef Tahlia

Highway (prod. Stef Tahlia)

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