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Old Soul

by Patrick Godfrey

Memories of that sweet soul music I loved as a boy blowing up on the midnight radio from New Orleans all the way to Hogtown, powerful, thrilling, dangerous as a hurricane, rocking piano, swirling organ, deep funk beats, true love from the first blue chord
Genre: Urban/R&B: Neo-Soul
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4. Memory
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5. Bitter Street
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This Road Patrick Godfrey Copyright Apparition Music Inc. 2012 SOCAN

This road has got me down again.
Seems to me like it never ends.
And all I think about is my friends.
Down by the tree,
Where the green river bends.

I am lonely,
But I'm not scared.
I know I'm not the only one
Who's trying to find his way back home
From nowhere.

But this road's got me down.
As I pass another town.
I hear music in the street,
Happy hearts and laughing kids
And dancing feet.

I hear the wind blow
In the willow trees at night
Singing some crazy song
About where I went wrong
And how I'm supposed to make it all right.

I remember your picture on the wall.
And a message that you called.
You should know
I would love to say Hello.

When will I be free
From this sad old mystery?
Step by step I move along
Here and there, where do I belong?

They say the road
Can be your friend
But how can you trust
These stones,
This dust,
And a line that never ends?

Oh, this road has got me down.

Up That Hill by Patrick Godfrey Copyright Apparition Music Inc. 2012 SOCAN

Where is your mama? Who is your papa?
Do they know where you are tonight?
The stars are falling, the moon is calling.
No point in stalling, it's alright.

So much sorrow, so much heartache,
So much trouble in the world of men.
I think it's time we were walking,
Up that hill and around again.

O my dove in the clefts of the rock,
Let me hear you sing let me hear you talk.
Let me know your name, let me hear your song.
Spring is coming, soon the winter will be gone.

Don't want a new love, just want a true love,
Could be a blue love,
Is that you?
My heart is open, and I am hoping,
You get my message, am I coming through?

I give you:
Bright jewels in linen boxes,
Hail stones from the thunderhead,
Sweet grapes for your little foxes,
Spiced wine, honeycomb and apple bread.

Pillars of smoke rise in the distance
A caravan is moving through the wilderness,
With honey, milk and pomegranate,
Saffron, myrrh and frankincense,

I had a crazy feeling I was kneeling on the ceiling.
I was feeling like stealing away from all this.
Only to discover a message from my lover,
It was the breath of the moon
and the earth's cool kiss.

She said:
"Forget your fury, leave it to the jury.
They will discover why your mama cries.
They'll read the part again
About the darkened heart of men
About Mr. Kurtz and all his alibis."

You don't need glory
Just want to tell your story,
The fantasy, reality, the truth and the lies.
The rumbles, the mumbles, the fumbles, the stumbles,
Fall like a stone see how the white dove flies.

I saw the rose of Sharon float by on the boat of Charon,
The streets were barren and wet that night.
But here come Lily of the Valley,
She's laughing in the alley,
The hind and the roe,
They're dancing with delight..they're singing:

"Hello, Hello, it is us calling…
We are stoned cold lonely trying to catch a ride.
This star snow fine as dust is falling.
Peeped through your window, but no one was inside…"

Moody river, I caught your deadly scheme
Like those bright trout up on the Waubashene
But my hook is original I took it from the pigeonhole,
As I was flying from the sadness in this waking dream.

Farewell my guardian angel, farewell to the bold spitfire
Farewell to those crazy nights on Lowther,
and Annie Laidlaw, never knew you very well!

Farewell, farewell, farewell, farewell, farewell, farewell my holiest light.
It's changed, so bright now!
The pain is over and the river is in sight.

So rock me, don't you try to stop me, or block me,
Yeah yeah yeah yeah,
I think it's time we were walking
Up that hill, going around again,
Up that hill, going around again.

Cross Over Patrick Godfrey Copyright 2012 Apparition Music Inc. SOCAN

I went down
To the fallen town
in the dust and stench
That swirled around
Through the heat and fire
I heard the silent passage
Of an angel choir

I was not alone
But I was not sure who was here
Or what was there
Or why I should fear
When through the lying air
Came a voice we share
Cross over

Cross over to the arms
Of sweet sister rain
She'll sing you a song
Of love again
Cross over cross over
Mama cross overa
Come walk on the good side
Lover,
Take my hand, cross over
Cross over, cross over,
We'll walk on the good side.

Where is that boy
Who laughed all day
And those words of love
He planned to say
When his world turned dry
And swept it all away?

There were storms in the North
Flames in the East
Starvation ruled
The guts of the beast
When a voice from a leaf
Whispered
Here's your relief
Cross over

Cross over to the arms of
Sweet papa sky
He'll sing you songs
Baby, do not cry
Cross over cross over
Mama cross over
Come walk on the good side
Lover, take my hand
Cross over
Walk on the good side

(Solo)

I shall descend
To the fragrant field,
Where the asphodel
Is the moonbeam's yield
The greenest flower
Her petals sealed
Or so we pretend.

The north star falls
Winter sky is clear
The owl calls
Do not fear
The silent dream
The crystal stream
Cross over

Cross over to the arms of sweet mama earth
She sang you songs since
Before your birth
Cross over cross over
Mama cross over
Come walk on the good side

Lover take my hand
Cross over
Cross over
Walk on the good side

it goes like this:

Papa cross over
Little sister
Take my hand
Cross over

We're walking on the good side.
i say that to you...
Walking on the good side
Little sister.......

Memory Patrick Godfrey Copyright Apparition Music Inc. 2012 SOCAN

Verse 1:

If you want to know the truth,
Ask Billy and Ruth,
About Glencairn Avenue.
That was Mark and me,
Hiding up on the roof,
Dropping water bombs on you.
It was my friend Andy
Who would ride in the dryer,
At the laundromat with Stewey The Wart.
And Runaway Randy set the fire,
That burned down the fence and the fort.

Chorus:

Memory, memory,
What will become of you and me?
I closed my eyes,
That world was gone,
But the memory lives on.

Verse 2:

Well, Anna and Izzy,
Jimmy and Sue,
Stubby at the smoke shop,
No book night for you.
We were learning how to rumble,
And shoot the boot,
Boosting sunglasses,
And juicy fruit.
We trusted to our legs,
The night that Orcky threw the eggs,
Through the traffic at the punks outside the pool hall.
We went running down the street,
On our crazy flying feet,
Through that Summer night,
Laughing out ahead of them all.

Chorus:

Verse 3:

Randy was a thief,
I fed him bread and beef,
That I swiped from the fridge at night.
But Mum blamed Valentino Mageton and
Wrapped a chain around the fridge,
And locked it up tight.
Old Lady Alexander,
Shingle Geezer,
Don't forget Old Lady Conn.
Rainy afternoons playing games of Beezer,
Swinging from the water pipes with nothing on.

Chorus:

Vers 4:

Well Paddy and Betty,
How do you do?
Daniel Pociernicki's got the opera blues.
Me? I'm walking to New Orleans with you,
Playing Bach and trying to make this
Harpsichord rock.

Chorus:
Memory Patrick Godfrey Copyright Apparition Music Inc. 2012 SOCAN

Verse 1:

If you want to know the truth,
Ask Billy and Ruth,
About Glencairn Avenue.
That was Mark and me,
Hiding up on the roof,
Dropping water bombs on you.
It was my friend Andy
Who would ride in the dryer,
At the laundromat with Stewey The Wart.
And Runaway Randy set the fire,
That burned down the fence and the fort.

Chorus:

Memory, memory,
What will become of you and me?
I closed my eyes,
That world was gone,
But the memory lives on.

Verse 2:

Well, Anna and Izzy,
Jimmy and Sue,
Stubby at the smoke shop,
No book night for you.
We were learning how to rumble,
And shoot the boot,
Boosting sunglasses,
And juicy fruit.
We trusted to our legs,
The night that Orcky threw the eggs,
Through the traffic at the punks outside the pool hall.
We went running down the street,
On our crazy flying feet,
Through that Summer night,
Laughing out ahead of them all.

Chorus:

Verse 3:

Randy was a thief,
I fed him bread and beef,
That I swiped from the fridge at night.
But Mum blamed Valentino Mageton and
Wrapped a chain around the fridge,
And locked it up tight.
Old Lady Alexander,
Shingle Geezer,
Don't forget Old Lady Conn.
Rainy afternoons playing games of Beezer,
Swinging from the water pipes with nothing on.

Chorus:

Vers 4:

Well Paddy and Betty,
How do you do?
Daniel Pociernicki's got the opera blues.
Me? I'm walking to New Orleans with you,
Playing Bach and trying to make this
Harpsichord rock.

Chorus:

Bitter Street Patrick Godfrey Copyright Apparition Music Inc 2012 SOCAN

Up on Bitter Street
Where we often meet
And that bitter sun falls down,

On those bitter stones, those brittle bones,
On the straw hats and on the crown.

On Silent Avenue
Where I wait for you
As the silent night fills the town,

She is there again,
Lost in the world of men,
Heart open, eyes down.

Can you hear a teardrop falling?
She is calling for you,
She is calling for me too.
Send down sweet love again
To this bitter street.

On the secret walk,
Where young lovers talk,
Sharing roses in Spring,
Will they ever know
The same cold wind that blows,
On the farmer, and on the king?

No, they have no care
For the cool night air,
Or for what Autumn will bring.

She is watching them,
She sees it all again,
Holding hands, lingering.

Can you hear a church bell ringing?
She is singing for you,
She is singing for me too.
Send down sweet love again,
To this bitter street.

Here's to fortune,
Here's to fame,
Here's to the winners of the game.
Here's to the losers;
They stand alone,
Another piece of skin and bone.

Some plough the field,
Some swing the sword,
She loves the Earth,
She fears the Lord,
She waits alone,
In the night,
A silent heart,
Who has taken flight,
And rises slowly to the light.

He said:
"Come with me,
We'll run free!
We'll be the bravest lovers
On the sea.
The air is bright,
The sky is blue,
And I give my heart to you!"

But he is gone,
And comes no more,
She stands waiting
On the shore,
She climbs the hill,
Through the summer trees,
Cicadas drone,
She weeps alone,
In the field of bees.

By the city gate,
She will stare and wait,
As the river flows down below.
She will never leave,
She will stay and grieve,
Her love of so long ago.

Ravens in the sky,
Banker staggers by,
Beggar on the stairs
Lies sleeping.

She will never go,
And we will never know,
All the secrets
She is keeping.

A gentle breeze
Sets the street lamp swaying.

She is praying for you.
She is praying for me too.

Send down sweet love again
To this bitter street.

How Many Roads Patrick Godfrey Copyright Apparition Music Inc 2012 SOCAN

You want my address?
Here's how to spell my name.
You should mail your mess to someone who feels the same.
Me? I'm gonna throw my boots
At your soul police
Because I'm saving my message
For those who seek release.

How many roads?
How many sleepless nights?
How many shattered dreams
Until we reach the light?
All these songs
Are filled with memory.
How much compassion will you spare
For those who grieve?
How many roads?

Kristen walked in through my kitchen door.
She said, "I'm seeking prisoners, but there's one thing more.
I've got to to find a way to even the score.
And save those children from the war next door."

How many roads?
How many sleepless nights?
How many shattered dreams
Until we reach the light?
All these songs
All these memories.
How much compassion will you spare
For those who grieve?
How many roads?

I said: Kristen,
I saw a girl out on the corner
She looked a lot like you
With her golden curls
And her eyes cold steel blue
She called me, she said
Hey Mister, I know one thing that is true
Hold on to your heart
When love come through

How many roads?
How many sleepless nights?
How many shattered dreams
Before we reach the light?
All these songs
All these memories
How much compassion will you share
With those who grieve?
How many roads?

Now she sits waiting for the night
Wondering how this all will end
Loved by an enemy
Or betrayed by a friend
Fractured by confusion
Left wandering in the dark
Or freed of all illusion
Just following the spark

How many roads?
How many sleepless nights?
How many shattered dreams
Until we reach the light?
All these songs
All this memory..
How much compassion will you share
With those who grieve?
How many roads?
How many roads?
How many roads?
How many roads?
How many roads?



Life Is Patrick Godfrey Copyright 2012 Apparition Music Inc SOCAN

I know little baby
Why you cry so hard
This life is an illusion
But where raindrops fall
In your backyard
Sweet flowers bloom
In bright profusion

There's the twining vine
The columbine
Ah, the fragrance of the rose

Make a rhyme in Summertime
You'll have a song to sing
When that cold wind blows.

In that cold wind

In this changing world
There are many needs
So I planted 40 seeds
We can leave 39 for charity
But there's one strong seed
For you from me

Warm the soil with your laughter
And water it with your tears
A tree will grow hereafter
It will shelter you in the coming years

Shelter you

And you will see
How the Spring is born
As the planet turns
The young heart learns
What the old soul knows
Cherish the budding rose
The perished bloom
And the April snow

Mama
It's been many years
Since I heard your laugh
And just one visit
In a dream
We were walking down a silent path

The night was dark
The sky was clear
And a new moon rose above
Daphne and honeysuckle filled the air
Underneath our feet
Violets of love

We were searching
For a golden tree
In a strange and distant home
Where we could be free
We climbed a shining hill
Above the frozen land
You held my hand

And as we crossed the border
The east wind rose,
The magpies talked
Our golden tree sang in the bleak disorder
But as her branches swayed
The sweet fruit rocked

The sweet fruit rocked
The sweet fruit rocked

So I know little baby
Why you laugh so hard
This life it's no illusion
Spring stars at night
Autumn fire light
The forest's deep seclusion
Your Papa's arms
Your Mama's charms
These are great things that you know.
But make a rhyme in Summertime
You'll have a song to sing
When the cold wind blows.

When that cold wind blows.
A song
When the cold wind blows.



The Weary Traveller Patrick Godfrey Copyright Apparition Music Inc. 2012 SOCAN

Chorus:

This is a song for the weary traveller
Who rests between the sunset and the dawn.
His dream is bright,
His heart stays light
He wakes up singing,
"It's just another road, walk on."

Verse 1:

We heard the wolves out on the lake tonight.
They were calling out to everyone around.
Oooooooo….
How I love that ancient sound.
Silhouettes of tires spinning
Through the bugs and past those lonely doors.
Dreams of moose and the red leaf maple,
Star Lake, black rock, shining shore.

Chorus:

Verse 2:

A starry night in Mexico,
Up on a high plateau where cactus bloom.
The air is cold, but there will be no snow.
On the red rose outside my room.
It's Christmas, and the bells are ringing,
Through the hills, in the towns and in my heart.
Children's voices, their sweet songs singing,
But tomorrow comes, and the journey must start.

Chorus:

Verse 3:

A silent night in the desert.
Even the camels are asleep.
The haunting voices of the whirlwinds rest,
My thoughts travel slow and deep.
There are pilgrims lost in Asia.
There is dust beyond the edge of the red shift.
It rises in the very image of a Sultan,
Who rescues night from boredom as his parting gift.

Chorus:

Now I am alone, I practice magic.
Ancient chords, secret scales and melodies.
Counting beats, they are comic, some are tragic.
Some might alarm, and some might please.
But all this time the traveller lies in silence,
Protected by his quilt of memories.
The peaceful dreams on guard against dark violence,
To his soul, his ankles and his knees.

Chorus:




Waiting For The Falling Rain Patrick Godfrey Copyright 2012 Apparition Music Inc. SOCAN

The sky turns dark
Clouds move in so slow
You wonder how you got here
Where you're going to go
All the troubles in the world
They're causing so much pain
You just sit in the park
Waiting for the falling rain
Waiting for the falling rain

Cause everyday
You try to find your heart
Sometimes it feels like you
Dropped it at the start
You think you can go back
And pick it up again
But your heart's so heavy
Waiting for the falling rain

I'm waiting

Yes I'm waiting
I am waiting
Waiting waiting waiting
Waiting for the falling rain
Waiting for the rhythm of the falling rain

Set me free
Send me love again

Yes I'm waiting
I am waiting
Waiting waiting waiting
Waiting
Waiting for the rhythm of the falling rain

Oh, the night's so long
I am weary for your song
The tender words
The sad refrain
Through the aching night
Come the healing rain
I am waiting
For that falling rain.
Bring me the falling rain
That rain

When will the first drops fall
When will my eyes be wet
Why did you never call
Why can't I forget
Why do I search the clouds above
Looking for love
Why's my soul so dry
Why can't I cry?

I'm waiting for that rain

Now, the wind is up
The field begins to dance
The trees are swaying
The leaves are in a trance
Kids get on their bikes
Rushing to get home
Cats head for the bushes
I'm left here all alone
I hear thunder in the hills
And those distant echoes crash
Now I feel a sudden chill
I smell the lightning flash
The air is sweet again
My heart is beating fast
The summer skies burst open
The rain is here at last

I have been waiting
For this falling rain
To set me free
And let me love again
I have been waiting
For this sweet falling rain
This sweet falling rain
Rain rain rain rain
This falling rain
This sweet falling rain.




Old Soul Patrick Godfrey Copyright 2012 Apparition Music Inc. SOCAN

Old soul
Old dream
Old life
Old love of mine
Where did you go?
Where did you go?

I know the road was hard and long
You could no longer sing your song
My old soul
Old soul
Old soul of mine

I know how it feels
When the loneliness catches you
Walking down the street
Looking for something new
But you're just lonely sad and blue
Old soul

I remember I remember I remember
The old cedar tree
With the stones for seats
And the branches for the tiny cups of tea
And the lilies by the lake
And the walls falling down
With every sip we'd take
And the calves head for the shed
When the thunder booms
Roll past the town
Making the sound
Making that deep deep sound
Like an old soul

I remember I remember I remember
How each night we would sit
Side by side
Sniffing the air
Waiting for the tide
Here come the gulls doing a slow float
On that warm Summer wind
Blowing in from somewhere
We've never been

My old soul
Old dream
Old life
Old love of mine
Where did you go?
Where did you go?

I know what it feels like
When the silence catches up with you
And you're just wondering what to do
You walk down the street
Everyone you greet says
How do you do
But you're just lonely sad and blue
My old soul
My old soul

Hear the loons call through the
Green Summer rain
Feels like a cold front
Is moving in again

Sweet tomato
Bright potato
Sounds like love with a
Dark tornado
Let's pray the bus seats
Hold on tight
Keep Coboconk and Norland
Safe tonight

Old soul
Old soul
The flying rainbows
The falling sun

My old soul
Old dream
Old life
Old love of mine
Where did you go?
Where did you go?

Where did you go?
Old soul
Where did you go?



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