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Listen to the Forest

by Janice Kephart & Stuart Lynch

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1.
EMERALD FOREST Janice Kephart The peridot twinkle of a gentleman’s eyes The emerald forest under the bluest of skies Like the earth’s brown dirt that covers the finest of gems I found you, flowered covered, of strongest stem We flew through air with wings along the breeze The emerald forest below, the world was ours to seize Bring me around to the brightest light of day With you I am not blinded I see sun beams and don’t want to stray You showed me emerald forests You showed me the finest of gems You gave me an angel’s chorus Now I’m singing as if you’re my hymn I call you emerald forest I call you home I call you emerald forest With you I roam Repeat The topaz twilight in a young child’s hand The emerald forest where the thickest of trees stand Roots dig deep, covering the finest of gems I found you, flowered covered, of strongest stem We flew through air with wings along the breeze The emerald forest below, the world was ours to seize Bring me around to the brightest light of day With you I am not blinded I see sun beams and don’t want to stray You showed me emerald forests You showed me the finest of gems You gave me an angel’s chorus Now I¢m singing as if you are my hymn I call you emerald forest I call you home I call you emerald forest With you I roam Repeat I see my soul in the lake where the moon shines bright The emerald forest is made for crystal clear sight Glistening among branches are emeralds, the finest of gems Amongst them I found you, flowered covered, of strongest stem We flew through air with wings along the breeze The emerald forest below, the world was ours to seize Bring me around to the brightest light of day With you I am not blinded I see sun beams and don’t want to stray You showed me emerald forests You showed me the finest of gems You gave me an angel’s chorus Now I’m singing as if you are my hymn I call you emerald forest I call you home I call you emerald forest With you I roam
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Monster 04:23
You’re a monster. You’re a monster and you know it. You roll the red carpet You roll into the night You roll out the hair piece Then you dim the lights You turn on the disco ball You slip on the white leather shoes You flip on the neon, the LEDs, and the strobe You slide to the dance floor But you keep on your shades You’re the monster in the blue suit The monster of the sea Slipped onto dry land Like a pirate in a reverse siege You’re a monster. You’re a monster but she doesn’t know it. She steps onto the red carpet She steps out into the night She steps out of her gown of pearls As you dim the lights She is mesmerized by your disco ball She slips out of her heels She watches the neon, the LEDs, and the strobe She slides into your bedroom But you keep on your shades You’re the monster in the blue suit The monster of the sea Slipped onto dry land Like a pirate in a reverse siege Don’t love her too much Don’t pretend you have a heart You’re all brawn in dark waters And with you there is no good place to start Maybe you’re Poseidon, the great Neptune of the Sea But you’re too macho for even a Titan You’re tuna in a can of Chicken of the Sea You’re best if you go back to your little dingy den-- A monster of the sea!
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MERMAID’S SONG This is the song of a red-haired mermaid Who lived on mermaid lake In a mermaid ocean Where mermaids made melodies with the whales The whales sang the mermaids’ praises And the sharks and rays and jellies Wove a liquid red carpet for The red-haired princess Of a backlit sun-filled teal world This is the song of the red-haired mermaid Who lived on mermaid lake In a mermaid ocean Where mermaids swam stormy waves with dolphins The gymnasts of the sea And the corals and anemones and clown fish Lay a marbled floor for The red-haired princess In this backlit sun-filled teal world This is the song of the red-haired mermaid Who lived on mermaid lake In a mermaid ocean Where mermaids pirated the world of men Here a whirlpool of vast seduction Where secrets were tucked in centuries of silence Where treasures were gemstone full And the red-haired princess Ruled, oh how she ruled!, this backlit sun-filled teal world But this mermaid, this sparkling, glittering in the sun mermaid Had her own secrets, her treasure that she loved A titan’s son, tattooed with Poseidon’s specter on his brawny might A treasure himself, the subject of, the subject of, his own book of rites And the mermaid, this red-haired mermaid With a conch shell held hovering near her Blushing blooming lips Sang this song on the edge of her darkness Praying her longing no loyal subject would hear For a merman, she only wished to know This tattooed titan’s son so brawny, so beautiful, she for him wished to pirate So she sang, her song: Here, my hair falls above me Here, you hold my face Here you kiss me through the dark to the dawn In my backlit, aqua teal world Let my hair fall above me The water-wind rustles my reds As I dive deeper in your depths My tail fallow, you, my personal island reef Let the summer current hasten our love Let the whales sing our praises Let the dolphins bring us endless joy The rays and jellies weave our red carpet entrance While the corals, anemones and clown fish Lay a marbled floor for Me and you, my titan’s son For here, my hair falls above me For here, you hold my face For here you kiss me through the dark to the dawn In my backlit, aqua teal world
4.
Word Problems Pin me down, fill me up Whisper sensual desires Tickle me with words of fire Here come the word games Of which you never tire You burn me up in the worst of ways Work me to a frenzy Then leave me wanting, pretending to love me Then put down a grid Lay down your words Scramble me, pretending we’re some kind of love birds Chorus You’re a word problem And I’m about to make you a past problem I don’t care what you say All the word games you play I’m leaving today And you’ll never hear a word Cause leaving doesn’t make a sound Until the next day That’s what you do That’s what you do best You have a grid and box me in Justifying this as some kind of perfect sin Who the hell do you think you are? Who the hell do you think you are? What the hell, you have me groveling on the floor You’re just a word problem In a math equation That doesn’t add up Anymore You said we had geometry I said we had symmetry You said sometimes we get A’s on biology But you have it wrong, all we have is simple physiology You’re a word problem And I’m about to make you a past problem I don’t care what you say All the word games you play I’m leaving today And you’ll never hear a word Cause leaving doesn’t make a sound Until the next day I needed your validation I wanted some sort of accreditation I longed for assimilation But all I got was a long litany of discombobulations You spin your words until they don’t make sense You spin ideas until they are cockamamy nonsense You’ve got my mind sitting squarely on a barbed wire fence But mostly you’ve got me just feeling immensely dense Words are best when they are clear and bright Simple and straightforward minus the spite Clear words reflect a clear mind But yours are muddled, and so you try to tell me, so are mine You’re a word problem And I’m about to make you a past problem I don’t care what you say All the word games you play I’m leaving today And you’ll never hear a word Cause leaving doesn’t make a sound Until the next day Who the hell do you think you are? Just a word problem, minus the math score You’re just a word problem A word word word problem You said we had geometry I said we had symmetry You said sometimes we get A’s on biology But you have it wrong, all we have is simple physiology You’re a word problem And I’m about to make you a past problem I don’t care what you say All the word games you play I’m leaving today And you’ll never hear a word Cause leaving doesn’t make a sound Until the next day You’re just --
5.
Listen to the Forest The sweet longing of the moon awash in a river's glow Of a lover's kiss before the dawn of the first snow The gentle brush of a breeze on an out-stretched hand Of a soul’s vibration before it takes flight from an ever-greening land I held my breath but you inhaled for me I held my heart but you beat an extra beat for me I held my eyes fastened in yours Until you held my mouth open with the movement of yours The moon, it is awash in a river’s glow This lover longs for more kisses, before the first snow The breeze, it lends its own outstretched hand Calming my soul’s vibration so it can safely, land I held my breath but you inhaled for me I held my heart but you beat an extra beat for me I held my eyes fastened in yours Until you held my mouth open with the movement of yours Our love is real-- at least for now, says this side of the moon In a river’s glow-- at least for now, I say, with the tiniest, sweetest most gentle of swoons In a breeze’s brush-- at least for now, before the sun’s high, at tomorrow’s noon Just please, my dear, tell my soul not to leave this, not to leave this, too soon I held my breath but you inhaled for me I held my heart but you beat an extra beat for me I held my eyes fastened in yours Until you held my mouth open with the movement, the movement, the movement, of yours

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Lavish dreamy super feminine vocals and lyrics delivered and written by prestigious poetry nominee, Janice Kephart. A former talk show host and senior government counselor who finds joy in sharing beautiful escapes to which every human heart and soul can relate.

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released September 23, 2013

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Lavish dreamy super feminine vocals and lyrics delivered and written by prestigious poetry nominee, Janice Kephart. A former talk show host and senior government counselor who finds joy in sharing beautiful escapes to which every human heart and soul can relate. Kephart writes and creates all lyrics and vocals. Kephart's work has been compared to Jim Morrison. ... more

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