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Safka Melanie lyrics - I Am Not A Poet (Night Song)


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I am not a poet, living is the poem 
I am not a singer, I am in the song 
And I've got a story that I cannot write down 
And I'm with you but I'll always be alone 
I may not be right, but I don't think I am wrong 

Every note's an answer, every word's a sign 
Every man's a dancer, following his own time 
I've found a tearful language that translates what I am 
And I cried out loud, but they didn't understand 
I cried so hard I may never try again 
I may never try, I may never try again 

Cleansing in the water, heal me in the light 
Mend you ageless daughter, I've been awake all night 
'Cause if your sands are shifting, I'll need to know what I forgot 
I don't want much, but I need an awful lot 

I've found a tearful language that translates what I am 
And I cried out loud, but you didn't understand 
I cried so hard I may never try again 
I may never try, I may never die again 

I may never cry again 
I may never try again 
I may never die again

STONEGROUND WORDS 

Sand me down to the nerve 
Made to live on stouneground words 
Imagine that, you've done all that 
And I come back for more 
Imagine that, I lived on that 
And I will live for more 

I entered dancing and looked for my partner 
I thought the path could be a double road 
You played my heart like a drum beating warning 
Oh, I guess I'm gonna dance this one alone 

I'll go to the garden that follows the seasons 
Live in the field where the healing grass grows 
Go to the mountains where air's clear for breathing 
Clear is just another way to see 
I feel to know 

Cleanse in the ocean, bathe in the power 
Live with the sea and I rise for the tide 
Go to the place where the water will bring me 
I'm the rivers lover, but I'll be the oceans bride 

And they sand me down to the nerve 
Make me live on stouneground words 
Imagine that, you've done all that 
And I come back for more 
Imagine that, I lived on that 
And I will live for more

SONG OF THE SOUTH, BASED ON A THEME FROM 
SONG OF THE NORTH ADAPTED FROM THE ORIGINAL 

Let it flow 
Let it flow 
Let it go into the sea with me in it 

Let it fly 
Let it fly 
Let it glide into the sky with me up there 

With me, with me up there 
With me up there, with me up there 
Repeat 
Maybe you're hurt, maybe you cried in love 
Maybe you're living too rough 
Maybe you're giving too much 
Maybe the people want more 
Maybe you're askin' "what for," "what for" 

Oh, do da day 

Let it snow 
Let it snow 
Let it fall unto the ground and cover me 
Let it fall unto the ground and cover me 

Maybe it's wrong 
Maybe it's right tonight 
Maybe we'll open the door 
Maybe it's opened before 
Maybe you're giving too much 
Maybe you're living too rough 

Oh, do day day 
Repeat 

Maybe the people want more 
Maybe you're asking what for 

Oh, do da day 
Oh, do da day

MAYBE I WAS (A GOLF BALL)

I'm so tired that I can't sleep,
I already read the Bible inner deep
The preacher keeps me on my knees
To wander and to travel
And to sleep when I am able

Maybe I was an old path
Maybe I was a raincloud
Maybe I was a mountain inside of Russia
Maybe I was a good road
Maybe I was a secret
Maybe I was a river flowing in Russia.

But I'm so tired and I can't sleep,
I already read the Bible inner deep
A preacher keeps me on my knees
To wander and to travel
And to sleep when I am able.