Music has a restless heart. She has now found her steps in a new sound expressed in poetry.

Eventide

Alaska, Alaska

I hear the wind calling. The sacred lands falling.
A place where God walks and thinks...
The wind is crying, Alaska, Alaska.
Natures heart still flows through the earth.
I am aware of all of it's worth.
I appeal to you, and I call for the light.
Whatever we do let's stand for what's right.
Take the call for Alaska, hold on tight to all you can.
Pull together wandering people.
Don't give up the wilderness.
Tundra land gives back to it's friends.
Extinction burns, the planet of man.
World destruction greed, will never conceive.
Why is there air? Why do we have feet?
If they have their own way, the land will be nought.
Oil dragons will fight for everything that we've got.
I hear the wind calling...
Caribou where are you? You run free, You grow wild.
Children of America along ways to go...
Here in Alaska, On the Northern slope behold...
A wilderness like no other...
Where the future is not oil...

Paul Dresser

 

"To lose a wilderness is like losing all those memories that are good to look back upon." The Arctic National Wildlife Refuge

Jack London

The morning suns about to rise
I've always looked at it like "Burning Daylight"
A Pullman sidecar of tales
I'll write "The Call of the Wild"
The Yukon's in my blood, and the Hawaiian isles.
"The God of His Fathers," "The Faith of Men"
The "War of the Classes," and "Martin Eden"
I rose above "The Iron Heel"
"A Son of the Sun" by "The Star Rover"s will.
"The Sea Wolf" by "The Strength of the Strong"
"A Daughter of the Snows" and "John Barleycorn"
"The Cruise of the Snark" of the "South Sea Tales"
"When God Laughs" at "The Road" were on, and -
"Before Adam"...
"It's better to be ashes than dust"

Paul Dresser

 

 

Jack London is sung in the first person, as if he is alive today. The lyrics are titles of his books, placed in poetry for the great American Author.

OL’ Saint Louis Beaver Dams

The River, As we follow the river
The Mississippi Valleys, coming before us, insight.
I realize, a future hypnotize
And all that you want to see, has been changing in time.
And I can feel the wind raging white caps on the water
The bittern is gone, the cry remains.
Illinois Missouri lands, Ol' Saint Louis beaver dams
What has happened, should we blame the trapper man?
Bring it back, once again, for the Boone who never sinned
Bring it back, don't turn against the grain.
A Thousand Dams, golden beaver land
The way that it use to be, where are the memories, of man?
A settlement, people moving in
A gateway to the west, exchange of the beaver opened.
And I can feel the fur trading plundering the land.
The magic of life, has moved again.
Illinois Missouri lands, Ol' Saint...
The Ashes, rising out of the ashes
From the flames a Piasa Bird
The flight of the Indians, for life.
I realize, a future hypnotize
And all that you want to see, has been changing in time.
And I can feel the wind raging whitecaps on the water...;
The legends of our time, are almost gone.
And if we fall away, will we ever know those days?
The bittern is gone, the cry remains...
Illinois Missouri lands, Ol' Saint...

Paul Dresser

Let The Sea Roar

Begins the sudden travel of a storm
The land is still uncut, a rivers born
The sun reaps what it will from the sand
A hallow wind blows upon the land
Let the sea roar, and the fullness thereof
There's time for peace, there's time for us
A drifters love, is weathered hard
We all belong, let the sea roar
Many a day has vanished in the haze
Millions of people bow their heads to pray
The gift you seek is on the edge of time
If what you need is love, then don't stop trying
Let the sea roar, and...
The rivers flowing, give us love
The rivers flowing, give us hope
High in the canyon, let the sea roar
The sun is burning, in his soul
The sun is burning, we need hope
The drifter cries, let the wind blow
Millions of people, on the edge
Millions of people, sea of hope
The gift you need, will move your soul
Begins the sudden travel of a storm
The land is still uncut...
Let the sea roar, and...

Paul Dresser

A Restless Heart

A restless heart will lift her dress and dance
Nothing is gained, if nothings ever chanced
So the wind does die down, and the clouds are moved out
while the people lift up their hands
She looks out upon the myriads
Her voice burst into light round their heads
A change in the way Music vibrates the air.
Would you, love to, move and live again?
This day, this hour, were going to pull up stakes
She said the winds are now shifting, Hold on it feels like were drifting
There's plenty of fire in the horn, we can make this move, take the world by storm.
Loves like a mountain climb, in a storm that thunders all night
In this, world view, this weathers stranger than life
She said the winds are now shifting, It's time for a New Music City
At dawn the Arch is so bright---
with the flow of the river comes The Eventide...
Strange that they wonder why, Music moves to live her life.
And now she's going away, so far...
A restless heart will lift her dress and dance
Nothing is gained, if...
Music is living and very much aware.

Paul Dresser

Tin Pan Alley

Come, and take a walk, down the streets of Tin Pan Alley.
Music will be waiting there, and she'll show you what you need.
Do you know me? Oh yes I know you
And will you hold me? And I will hold you
But do you see me? Oh yes I see you
And since you know me, just tell them that you saw me
Your troubles, sorrows and care, She was always willing to share
A wild sort of devil, But dead on the level
Was my Gal Sal
Once in awhile, you will come to know someone
The floor will become the wild and will give you what you want.
Now, that we've evolved, from the Pleistocene when sloths did howl.
One million, eight hundred thousand years before...
Your troubles.... Was my Gal Sal...
Evening lights are, glowing in a damsels eyes
Warming up the tin pan drums
Playing on the pianos
Just tell them that you saw me
Come, and take a walk, down the streets of Tin Pan Alley.
Music will be waiting there, and she'll show you what you need.
Live, and live again, through the brownstone -
mansions night-life whims.
The city stars were brighter back then
And the beat in the alley just roared

Paul Dresser

Tamure and Wine

Tamure and Wine
like spring and summertime,
and dance, to lift the hour
The beating hula drums, a warmth of flowers
And if you sing running through the grass,
how far you'll go, deep into the past.
And if you run out onto the sand,
until the waves, can touch your hands...

Paul Dresser

Elevator Runaway

Elevator runaway, take us flying out in space.
Hold me closely, tightly...
Were running, we got to get away somehow.
We can't turn left, if we go right we'll die.
Seems we've been working overtime.
Most of our lives go for this.
Straight ahead we'll fly,
towards the elevator climb.
Open up the door, were leaving it behind.
Elevator runaway, take us flying out in space.
Hold me closely, tightly...
We made that loving by the sun.
We took our loving higher, elevator run...runaway...
Lookout over empty spaces.
This time for us, it's not theirs to put down.
Soon we"ll be moving through sound.
Bold is the knocking for love.
Open up the door, for the elevator climb.
Turn the music on, and rush deep inside...
Elevator runaway, take us flying out in space.
Hold me closely, tightly...
We made that loving by the sun.
We took our loving higher, elevator run... runaway...

Paul Dresser

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