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Listen Natalie Weiss--"Quiet" by Jonathan Reid Gealt


Lyrics

My Friends (Dar Williams)

"He's a quiet man," that's all she said
And he's a thoughtful man
It's just he likes to keep his thoughts up in his head
And we finally meet, and she tries to draw him out a bit
She says "He's writing something,
Hey now, why don't you talk about it?"
And he doesn't make a sound
He's just staring at his coffee
And I know there's all this beauty
And this greatness she'll defend
But I think it's in my friend
I have a friend in a bright and distant town
She's found a common balance
Where you do your work, and you do your love
And they pay you, and praise your many talents
Well I'm passing through, and we know we won't sleep
She laughs, puts up the tea
She says "You know I think you remember every part of me."
And the water starts to boil
And if I had a camera
Showing all the light we give
And showing where the light extends
I'd give it to my friends
Sometimes I see myself fine, sometimes I need a witness
And I like the whole truth
But there are nights I only need forgiveness
Sometimes they say "I don't know who you are
But let me walk with you some"
And I say "I am alone, that's all
You can't save me from all the wrong I've done."
But they're waiting just the same
With their flashlights and their semaphores
And I'll act like I have faith and like that faith never ends
But I really just have friends

Seele In Not (Lacrimosa)

Halte jetzt die Fackel
An mein Gesicht
Ein Vogel gleitet über's Wasser
Doch er sieht mich nicht
Mein Schiff ist längst gesunken
Ich bin am ertrinken
Ich kenne so viele Hilfeschreie
Doch kein Schiff in Sicht Nur verlorene Stunden
Nur verlorene Tage
Verloren wenn wir sterben
Verloren an was?
Doch ich lebe
Ich lebe immer noch
Ich lebe
Als eine Lüge
Und die Liebe
Eine Illusion
Du tanzt im Licht der Zeit
Du tanzt in Eitelkeit
Eine leere Flasche
Und ich sterbe vor Durst
Keine Kerze hat mehr Feuer
Doch mein Herz verbrennt

Ich höre den Schrei eines Babies
Lüge im ersten Atemzug
Asche zu Asche - Staub zu Staub
Der Sünde sei vergeben
Blind vor Wut - Blind vor Schmerz
Taub aus Liebe - Stumm vor Angst
Kann ich mich nicht mehr halten
Verliere den Verstand

Ich kenne nicht deine Stimme -
Kann dich ja nicht verstehen
Weiss nicht mal wie du aussiehst -
Habe dich ja nie gesehen
Kann nicht mal zu dir sprechen -
Nicht mal diesen Satz:
Ich liebe Dich!

Ich verfluche die Erinnerung und schicke
sie weit fort
Sie legt sich in mein Grab und wärmt für
mich den Sarg
Gemalte Bilder schmeicheln nur
Denn wer malt schon was so hässlich ist?

Trailer Park Jesus (GlassJaw)

Put the needle to the record
And hit me with your style.
Soon enough I'll
Learn to walk down that mile
Can you see its getting blacker
The vibe up in this place
When i displace what made me turn my face
I can't wait x2

I jumped ship into a burning cell
Atom bomb.

It was quiet until you happened
When the last thing I do has a swan sloon
Down martyr avenue.
And my driftwood armazana
I'm knee deep in disease
I'm a body
Laid out on my sleeve

I'm a bitch, girl
I'm a bitch.

I jumped ship into a burning cell
Atom bomb.

Denial is a river in Egypt
A vision is a reunion in itself.
Soon enough I.. will learn to..

Denial is a river in Egypt
Elusive as a commune in my mouth
Soon enough I.. will learn to..

Tell them it.
About the man who found love
It's so deep,
He lost sight of his word.

Indian Summer (Dream Academy)

It was the time of year just after the summer's gone
When August and September just become memories of songs
To be put away with the summer clothes
And packed up in the attic for another year
We had decided to stay on for a few weeks more
Although the season was over now the days were still warm
And seemed reluctant to five up and hand over to winter for another year

Indian, Indian summer
Her parents had rented a house on the shore
'Though I stared at her all summer we never really talked
In the end, at the summer's end
I wish we could turn it around and start it again
She shared a house with her sister and mother
It belonged to a painter who rented out for the summer
Her father had already gone home
The days were quiet and we were both alone
Intensified by the lack of competition
We walked along the ocean and put off decisions
To keep us from saying goodbye

Indian, Indian summer
In the distance the city lights flickered in the bay
But any previous existence seemed a world away
In the end, at the summer's end
I wish we could turn around and start it again
Indian, Indian summer
Away from the magic could it ever be the same
I think I knew those days would never come again.

December Will Be Magic Again (Kate Bush)

December will be magic again.
Take a husky to the ice
While Bing Crosby sings White Christmas. He makes you feel nice.
December will be magic again.
Old Saint Nicholas up the chimney,
Just a-popping up in my memory.

Ooh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Ooh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
("Fall!") [backwards]
Like the snow.

Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But don't you wake them up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to cover the muck up.
(Cover the muck up,
Ooh, with a little luck.)

December will be magic again.
Light the canDLe-lights
To conjure Mr. Wilde
Into the Silent Night.
Ooh, it's quiet inside,
Here in Oscar's mind.

December will be magic again.
Don't miss the brightest star.
Kiss under mistletoe.
I want to hear you laugh.
Don't let the mystery go now.

Ooh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Ooh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
("Fall!") [backwards]
Like the snow.

Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But don't you wake them up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to cover the muck up
(Cover the muck up,
Ooh, with a little luck.)

Oh, I'm coming to cover the lovers.
Ooh, and I'm coming to sparkle the dark up.
Ooh, and I'm coming to cover the muck up.

The Drinking Song (Moxy Fruvous)

And the band played on as the helicopters whirred.
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn, my senses finally blurred.

He was a rock, to the end, a solid reminder,
Couldn't deny a friend.
We lived in the noise and the sweet amber poison,
Peeking up the skirt of the end.
And we'd drink two gnarly dudes and some records.
Much like plates of black food,
We filled up our faces, saw some far places,
Stood on the roof in the **.

And the band played on as the helicopters whirred.
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn, my senses finally blurred.

Between poles, he said We're like cows in the grass,
Brushing off flies.
Chaise lounging around, standing up, falling down,
Till we no longer opened our eyes.
And we'd drink.
Ever notice how drinking's like war?
Cup o' troops o'er the gums
To the end of our health, a campaign 'gainst myself
armed with bourbons and scotches and rum.

And the band played on as the helicopters whirred.
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn, my senses finally blurred.

Think of bombs.
We're poised on the edge of disaster.
Whether it's right or it's wrong.
We opened the window,
Played some nintendo,
Sang a few bars of some pretty old song
'Irene good night, Irene good night
Good night, Irene. Good night, Irene.
I'll see you in my dreams.'

Oh to dream.
Those impotent bones of extinction.
Flying graceful and free.
None but the best cause the man cannot rest,
Till he's finally beaten his me.

And the band played on as the helicopters whirred.
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn, my senses finally blurred.

Till the end, he passed out on the sundeck that morning.
Quietly saying good bye,
But I was so hammered I sputtered and stammered.
Told him he couldn't just die.
He was rock, went straight for his own armageddon.
Face froze in a grin.
Ambulance flying in
I never drank again
Can't really call that a loss or a win

And the band played on as the helicopters whirred.
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn, my senses finally blurred.

Silvertown Blues (Mark Knopfler)

On Silvertown Way, the cranes stand high
Quiet and gray against the still of the sky
They won't quit and lay down though the action has died
They watch the new game in town on the Blackwall side

From the poisinous drains a vision appears
New circle of cranes, a new reason to be here
A big silver dome rising up into the dawn
Above the church and the homes were all the silver is gone

If I'd a bucket of gold, what would I do
I'd leave the story untold Silvertown blues
Going down Silvertown
Down in Silverdown
Going down Silvertown
Down in Silverdown

A silver dawn steals over the docks
A truck with no weels up on cinderblocks
Men with no dreams around a fire in a drum
Scrap metal schemes are rusted over and done

If I'd a bucket of gold, silver would do
I'd leave the story untold Silvertown blues
Going down Silvertown
Down in Silverdown
Going down Silvertown
Down in Silverdown

When you're standing on thin and dangerous ice
You can knock and walk in for citizens' advice
They'll tell you the where you can turn, where you can go
There's nothing they can tell me I don't already know

If I'd a bucket of gold, silver would do
I'd leave the story untold Silvertown blues
Going down Silvertown
Down in Silverdown
Going down Silvertown
Down in Silverdown

From the Caning Town train I see a billboard high
There's a big silverplane raising up into the sky
And I can make out the words 'seven flights every day'
Says six of those birds are bound for JFK

If I'd a bucket of gold, silver would do
I'd leave the story untold Silvertown blues
And I'm going down in Silvertown
Down in Silverdown
Going down Silvertown
Down in Silverdown

The World Needs A Hero (Megadeth)

An Iron fist quietly sits inside the Velvet Glove
Take control, untouchable just like God above
I can't escape, wrapped in red tape, what will become of me?
If I object, then I defect my country 'tis of thee

The White House is calling
Tell them I'll call them back
Just tell them anything
Yeah get them off my back

The world needs a hero

Not that I would ever lie but I have no choice
Words I say heard today are not mine, just my voice

NATO is on line 1
They want to talk to me
Tell them that I'm not in
Tell them that I'm not free

The world needs a hero

Phantom rule, the hidden jewel who's really in control?
On puppet strings, a nation swings undermined by moles

The UN is on hold
Tell them I'll call them back
Yeah tell them anything
Just get them off my back

The world needs a hero

Dave the White House is calling
They want to talk to me
Tell them that I can't be bought
Tell them that I'm not free

The world needs a hero

Dark Night Of The Soul (Loreena McKennitt)

Upon a darkened night
the flame of love was burning in my breast
And by a lantern bright
I fled my house while all in quiet rest


Shrouded by the night
And by the secret stair I quickly fled
The veil concealed my eyes
while all within lay quiet as the dead


CHORUS
Oh night thou was my guide
of night more loving than the rising sun
Oh night that joined the lover
to the beloved one
transforming each of them into the other


Upon that misty night
in secrecy, beyond such mortal sight
Without a guide or light
than that which burned so deeply in my heart
That fire t'was led me on
and shone more bright than of the midday sun
To where he waited still
it was a place where no one else could come

CHORUS

Within my pounding heart
which kept itself entirely for him
He fell into his sleep
beneath the cedars all my love I gave
From o'er the fortress walls
the wind would his hair against his brow
And with its smoothest hand
caressed my every sense it would allow

CHORUS

I lost myself to him
and laid my face upon my lover's breast
And care and grief grew dim
as in the morning's mist became the light
There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair
there they dimmed amongst the lilies fair
there they dimmed amongst the lilies fair

400 Miles From Darwin (The Whitlams)

We pay to shed a sombre tear in the darkness together here
One among the hundreds, crying for the millions
And when the house lights break the trance
Only then unclasp our hands
Compose ourselves and fix our hair
"We would have all been Schindler there"
Drive in silence slowly home
Now horror's more than skin and bone

And can you see in twenty years
We'll pay to shed the same cheap tears
In a film about an island, watch our hero take a stand
Pay our money gladly to wash our hands

Watching the movie we'll ask how the people might have known
Let it happen there without a fight
Kept driving on quietly home
Left the Timorese alone - 400 miles from Darwin

The two-minute hate is now the three-hour love
With any action left to up above
Those people then could turn their heads
Now all the same we sleep instead
While 400 miles from Darwin
East Timor is dying

Watching the movie we'll ask how the people might have known
Let it happen there without a fight
Kept driving on quietly home
Left the Timorese alone - 400 miles from Darwin


Video


"Quiet," written by Jonathan Reid Gealt, performed by Natalie Weiss with Jonathan at the piano. Monday Night New Voices January 2008 in NYC. For more informa...




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