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by Daniel Brouse
What is it I see?
Sparkle
Twinkle
Sincerity
You let
Me in sight
… camera on my moves
Dreamt it’d always be
Someone like you
A passionate soul
Wanting to view
Eternity
You’re the kind
One loves
What is it I see?
Smiles
Eyes
Shear beauty
Will you always be
As adorable
As the night
We met?
Lord, please let
Me never to forget
Don’t let me be…
Escort me?
“Hugs, kisses… I love you.”
I love you, too.
A song inspired by this conversation….
Daniel Brouse asked Edie Weinstein:
What do you think?
Edie Weinstein replied:
About what?
Daniel Brouse responded:
Ha! The world?
Edie Weinstein shines the light:
I think it is a place of divine delight in which we get to create our own vision and live it out. I think we are each responsible for healing it and illuminating the dark places. I love being here. OR were you looking for an answer a bit more mundane? ?
Daniel Brouse:
Perfect! Too bad more people don’t know… heaven is here.
LYRICS
Imagine this…
While having conversation
With Miss Bliss
Somehow we
Miss the bliss
… miss the realization
We’re soakin’ in
Happiness
Heaven on Earth
From our most
Recent birth
No lyin’
We’ve reached Zion
The Promised Land
In our hand
If we could…
But only
Understand
by Daniel Brouse
Humans
Create fate
Humans
Create dates
Human’s fate
Set their date
At any rate
There’s no debate
Our state…
Irate
We’ve gone mad
Off our rocker
All more than a tad
Beyond rational
Create hate?
Participate
Via voyeur
Then begin
The citizen
If we fall folly
To our
Un-natural nation
The gravity
Of no passivity
Leaves no pity
Create hate?
Participate
Via voyeur
Or, didn’t we know
Or, didn’t we NO
For us it is
A dismal prognosis
DOA RIP
Pray love gets the best of me.
Music And Lyrics
E
E / D / A / E
If the whole goal
Is to be on top
Then, it all depends
On where the top is…
My bottom
Could be
Your lid
If the whole goal
Is to try to stop
Then, it all depends
On having a heart…
My goal
Could be
Your start
Sometimes
It’s hard
To tell apart
by Daniel Brouse on Sunday, February 13, 2011 at 7:18pm
by Daniel Brouse
Intro:
For those of you
With a broken heart
My heart
Goes out
To you
[crunch]
Even when it’s feeling
Like the pain
Will drive me insane
I’m not left reeling
In a downward spiral
Toward the abyss
You fix
What’s amiss
My knee is headed East
My foot West
Needless to say,
Not the best.
Of course,
It could be much worse
Without you
Inside my head.
Helping fix
What’s a mess
Making the pain
Less
My knee is headed East
My foot West
Obviously,
Not the best.
But…at least,
Not broken hearted.
In fact,
You’ve started,
To heal
From heel
To head
The feeling headed
In a reciprocal
Circle
by Daniel Brouse
Inspired by Insanity Humanity (Ain’t That the Truth!)
and the Rev. LeRoy Montana
A pound of bricks
A pound of feathers
Those in the throws of sticks
And, stones
Thrown from their thrones
Flesh and bones?
Nothing weathers
That matters
Is it fine
In this time
When, “What is that?”
Is that what is
Makes you wonder
How the others live
Perhaps, not that far away
A day
When what is just
Just is
More than chance
That justice
Someday will sway
The balance
PART II
When, “What is that?”
Is that what is
Makes you wonder
How the others live
When what is just
Just is
Justice
Someday will sway
The balance
How will I weigh?
A pound of bricks
A pound of feathers
Those in the throws of sticks
And, stones
The one that weathers
Thrown from their thrones
The one that matters
Is not me
Without we
I just am
Without you
Too
Two alones
A family
Better we’d be
Better by far
We already are
Together we way
Together we weigh
Together we may
Without fail
The Scale
Just is
Justice
by Honey Bane and Daniel Brouse
Sweet Dreams, Honey.
“You too,
may angels abound,
and be your personal surround sound,
while you dream on their chorus of feathered down souls…
Then rise and reclaim your life as the sun shines,
let the shadows be lifted,
and be blessed ever gifted,
it is always the first day,
of the rest of your life
🙂 nite x”
A good night kiss,
Coming true,
Of a wish,
Peeking through,
The veil,
Unsowing seems.
Sweet dreams,
Come alive,
Relieving strife,
Revealing… what is real.
The first day, we pray,
Of the rest of life,
Setting sail,
For New Edan,
We arrive,
To begin.
— The End
by Daniel Brouse on Thursday, January 6, 2011 at 8:11pm
Once, there were two girls
One on either side
Of understanding
The one to the right
Always in the light
Loves to sing
Brings hope to hearts
The one to the wrong
Hates song
Wallows in shadows
Blackens holes in hearts
What is life worth
What fulfills
For my time on Earth
The thrills
Of the ride
That you provide
Make the future bright
Thank God
For the allowance
Now, is once… going toward the one in the light
by Daniel Brouse, Honey Bane and Ryan Vox
Thursday, December 16, 2010 at 12:29am
Genesis
Exodus
Burn the bookmark
Love is the tool of choice!
Exodus
Genesis
Burn the bookmark
Love is the tool of choice!
… Rev up the vortex,
Browse?
Like a speed reader
Love is the tool of choice!
I used to have a “friend”.
But, canceled?
Burn the bookmark
I know
There’s blood
In that stone
Will
Love be the tool of choice?
“I was a tree, I was worthwhile, people made paper out of me” and now, I’m doomed in a new paperless, Facebookesque world….?”
Burn the bookmark
Paper or stone?
Tree,
I see
Roots
Do they run deep?
As for as,
Your keep…
Your worthlessness
Risque
As it may sound
I’ve been told:
“You are not
The only lyrical vampire
I know 🙂 ”
The message
Marked
Burn the bookmark
Burn The Book
Love is the tool of choice!
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NOTES:
by Vox n’ Brouse n’ Bane
Ryan Vox
I used to have a “friend”. But, canceled “plans” and getting blown off repeatedly have ended that. As I said to a real friend earlier… turn the page, close the chapter, burn the bookmark.
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Daniel Brouse burn the bookmark… like that. is it a vox original?
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Ryan Vox it is, lol
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Daniel Brouse have you used it in a song yet? ya know… do you mind if i steal it? heeehe
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Ryan Vox run with it brotha!
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Honey Bane
Love is the tool of choice!
* Honey Bane
* Yes I mind u stealing all my inspired lines!!! LMAO! Yes! of course you can use it 🙂 It’s all yours my friend x
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Honey Bane
You are not the only lyrical vampire I know 🙂
Blow by blow, I know there’s blood in that stone; and the paper say’s “I was a tree, I was worthwhile, people made paper out of me” and now, I’m doomed in a new paperless, Facebookesque world…. Rev up the vortex Brouse 🙂
In a season
When wishes come true
What do you
Wish for?
Reason?
Or, just
For more?
Browse
A catalog
Mark
Your picks
Maybe
Make
A registry
To house
Gift commands…
Other demands?
Is that
Not you
You’re…
Someone else?
Out of the shadows
Out of the mist
A new year’s
Wish list
This season
The wish
Is for reason?
For mankind
To be man kind
Understanding
Peace
Love
And…
thereof;
on Earth
as it is
Heaven
Raise The Dead by The Snake Handling Immortal tongue Speakers
Intro:
Bugle starts off playing Taps
While guitarist *taps* the guitar
You’re gonna raise the dead
Playing music like that
She said,
“This song’s ’bout my son”
I meant no disrespect
I heard what you said
“My son is dead”
“At that time…
… of trouble
Your people
Shall be delivered.
And many of those who sleep
In the dust of the earth
Shall awake.”
Raise the dead
May my spirit
Raise the dead
I can hear it
Raise the dead
Not just inside my head
May we shine
The brightness of the firmament
May we shine
The brightness of the fulfillment
She said,
“That’s my girl
I don’t know who you are
But, you better be special”
You said,
“That’s Daniel.”
[spoken word to bugle and Krista tapping… add pagpipe interweave Amazing Grace ]
“Those who are wise shall shine
Like the brightness of the firmament,
And those who turn many to righteousness
Like the stars forever and ever.”
And many of those who sleep
In the dust of the earth
Shall awake.”
[end spoken word]
Raise the dead
May my spirit
Raise the dead
I can hear it
Raise the dead
Not just inside my head
May we shine
The brightness of the firmament
May we shine
The brightness of the fulfillment
At this time
Your people
Shall be delivered.
by Daniel Brouse on Tuesday, November 23, 2010 at 8:23pm
A lil’ bird
Flew up to my window
As I was speeding
On my way
Oh, I dunno why
In such a rush
Not stopping
To smell
The roses
On the way
There
And, then
That day
I could see happiness
Will always
Find a way
Fly
Love will fly there
Fly
Feel like ya wanna die
Fly
Will lift you up
Lost hope… wanna sigh?
Fly
You know Roe?
FLY
by Daniel Brouse on Wednesday, November 24, 2010 at 8:53am
Sherri Lee
You tempt me
With all that’s good
We could
Sing
We could
Dance
We could do
Most anything
With your power of touch
There ain’t much
Left to chance
You’re not a matter
Of good luck
You’re plain good
When it comes to average
Or extra ordinary
I take the stance —
You’re the latter
(more to come… went from writing this*outside* in my car
to writing *inside* the comfort of the studio as it relates to Sherri Lee being energy out in the world and Sherri Lee making people feel comfortable… warm within)
Sherri
Lee
Certainly
Brings….
All the while,
She’ll gladly do it with a smile
Sherri
Lee
Certainly
Brings
Many good things
By Daniel Brouse · Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Got things to do?
Do you?
You do.
Ooooooo… come and play
For a brief bit
Forget
The trivial
Let’s get real
This day
Feeeeeeeeel
Ghost Whisperer
by Daniel Brouse on Thursday, November 18, 2010 at 4:17pm
MP3 (live 1-track stereo recording)
An attempt at scribing for the spirits.
instrumentation:
* Flute (orchestra type)
* Casio wk-3500, Ambient 2, Tempo 136, Tone Stereo Choir
* MicroKorg, midi patch in from wk-3500 autosettings
* Casio wk-500, Tone split Piano upper Acoustic Bass lower
vocals and microphones: 2 Senneiser Evolution microphones. 1 through a DigiTech RP3 #93 in stereo. 1 through a BossBR-600 Effect Kick Compression in stereo.
“Coming from a place of sensitivity”
Clarivointcy
“Coming from a place of sensitivity”
Transparency
You can see right through me
Being a medium
Is not very average
Some
If not all living
Can be unforgiving
… even savage.
Speaking in tongues
Ghost whisperer
Shhh! Hear Her?
Ghost whisperer
Screams
From the top of his lungs
Handling snakes
Whatever it takes
To peak
Through the seams
To seek
What it means
Sometimes
You may look like a freak
When you go to speak
To the dead
However
It’s worth hearing
What is said
No one lives forever!
No one lives forever?
It takes
Trying to give away
Every Joule of energy
It takes
Trying to give away
Every jewel of energy
Extemporaneous
Stream of consciousness
The elimination of *me*
So, that I may see
Speaking in tongues
Handling snakes
Whatever it takes
Often times
You may look like a freak
When you go to speak
Exposing one’s soul
Can take a toll
Exposing one’s sole
Can take a toll