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  1837.     

Fill My Fire (From 'Meet The Moments')

Stand by me for another day
And fill my empty bluing heart
There are turning in directions way
To each find and from each start

Let me love you
Till the day is gone to blue
Fill my fire the night through
Of sweetness from you
Let my life begin again
With its mixture and its strain
Love is heartfelt pain
In disguise or simple and plain

Every day is of burning desire
Close to you and never departing
Keep my heart in its fire
Till again we in distance are starting

I have you like a love song
Something to do and bring close
For every beat that is still young
I will raise in each its goes

Every day is of burning desire
Close to you and never departing
Keep my heart in its fire
Till again we in distance are starting

Close to you and never departing
Close to you from where we are starting
Close to you close up to you

Something so true for two by two
Always in emotions from inside this
Right or wrong it's all up to you
How it comes and why it is

Let me love you
Till the day is gone to blue
Fill my fire the night through
Of sweetness from you
Let my life begin again
With its mixture and its strain
Love is heartfelt pain
In disuse or simple and plain

Every day is of burning desire
Close to you and never departing
Keep my heart in its fire
Till again we in distance are starting
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1838.     

Fill My Lonesome Daydream

Fill my empty space
Each inside of its happiness
With colorful bouquet’s trace
That gives a feeling of caress
A nature to read on
When summer is here close
Before its blue dream is gone
Inside that falling rose

Oh wind come with a song
From outside my window
For days of tomorrow to long
Before it all again shall go
There are so many pages
To give of tinctures to see
Full of summers assuages
From each new morning free

Fill my lonesome daydream
Of what my heart can find
Before mellow shall deem
And leave those colors behind
Each view in its long hush
From leaves of inspiration
Forenoon of a coming lush
Of every nucleus gradation
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1839.     

Finally

Finally we are equal
That is the place to be
Finally we are equal
Yes finally we are free
There are dreams in our heart
From this moment to start
With so much to give
In rejoice and to live
Every walk in the past
Is now in for its trust
We were flowers and seed
That in past did bleed
But now is our hope
To hold on to that strong rope

Finally we are equal
That is the place to be
Finally we are equal
Yes finally we are free
There is so much to do
Bring it forward and through
With the feelings inside
That will be our guide
What we want to bring
And about much to sing
So we prosper to live
And from ourselves give
There were moments of strife
In our thoughts and life
But now the new shall arrive
Where all our hope will thrive

Finally we are equal
That is the place to be
Finally we are equal
Yes finally we are free
Give from everything like this
Don’t just make moment’s bliss
But the true reality to go
What we share and what we know
Let’s build responsibility
In its greatest durability
And the rise of new day to come
Where every prosper is from
There is hope in this all
Never let it again fall
Make the final takes a go
Come now start freedom show!

Finally we are equal
That is the place to be
Finally we are equal
Yes finally we are free

Ask not what the country
Can do for you
But be its strong support
That makes it all come through

Walking my way with my brother
In every its turn and trial
Where before my father and mother
Had some of the flourish denial
Where everything was in bramble
In every its thorn and din
Through struggling ways and ramble
For the growing to be akin
Where our ancestors are to lead
With their written words and tongues
So we might someday it read
And be their voice and lungs

Oh give the music its true worth
Of singing and the melody
So we might prosper this earth
And become of troubles free
Oh give us the music from birth
In each of its going harmony

In each our walk and waiting try
We consider the changing paces
Where the heart meets the sky
In every its way and graces

So much is to reconsider
And what we must for future aim
So we may come out fitter
In peace and be the same

The road is still to be made
To be someone to grow
And not to the moments fade
That falls in its furlough
There is safeness on the side
To give us something more
And there for each freedom abide
And reach to its peaceful shore

These times must be in safe
To bring us forward still
In every instances waif
To climb to the highest hill

Love everything in right
For that has given the day
And sketched for further light
To lead the tomorrow's way
When tracks of time be brought
Into the raised battlefield
Where love must come from thought
That generation appealed
Through every struggling grain

Each struggle is not plain
And driven through struggle
There is so much strain
In times of hope and juggle

Love is so much to give
And conquering from there
We must in justice live
For us in just adhere

The love is never easy
In times that move along
There might be some breezy
In hours timeless song
And fall be cast on light
On days from bright to dark
For sometimes there is night
Away in glowing spark

Today is sparkle time
Of glowing air
For now is the time made
To go finally there
In to the billow's high
And reach our new sky
With hope of every brim
From the deep of the dim
The growing of glowing
Of well-to-do times to come
With all the best forward
Each fragile bloom

Finally we are equal
That is the place to be
Finally we are equal
Yes finally we are free
There are dreams in our heart
From this moment to start
With so much to give
In rejoice and to live
Every walk in the past
Is now in for its trust
We were flowers and seed
That in past did bleed
But now is our hope
To hold on to that strong rope

Long last
Freedom has come!

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Good luck to the new US President, Barack Obama
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 

   
   
 

  1840.     

Finding A Crack (From, The Barka Lyrics - Ii)

All the days come and go
Bring me this and that
Before drifting on

Like footsteps in the snow
Is all what I had
Before they are gone

Daydreaming and trying
To find some reality in this
Sometime unrealistic flying
Making an untimely wish
Staring at the wall
Finding a crack in the landscape
Standing being small
Moving into shape

All the days come and go
Bring me this and that
Before drifting on

I just wish I could know
What everything's about
Before I move into doubt
 
Peter S. Quinn
   
 
 
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