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Purple Interludes No 1 – The Dream

I’m missing Prince… Some fans can create art, sing tributes, make symbolic items, etc, as they mourn him.  I can only write about how I feel… This is Purple Interlude No 1.

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Purple Interlude No 1

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LYRIC 4 PRINCE – I Got You

Being a Prince fan for 28 years, to say I was devastated when he passed away in April this year is a huge understatement.  I wrote this lyric in the mid 90s about the impact both his music and persona had on my life.  

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Taught a girl how to be a woman
Gave her the guidance 2 find what she was looking for
Showed her another way of having fun
U know how 2 keep her coming back for more

CHORUS:
And when I’m falling you are there 2 save me
From the bad girl that they try 2 make me
A long tough struggle but i know I’ll make it through
Cuz baby I’ve got you

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Prince on stage in Detroit 1984

When I was weak and wanted 2 give up
U made me take a deeper look inside
Showed me how 2 smile and toughen up
You gave a boost 2 raise my fallen pride (chorus)

They can darken my rainbow. How you make me feel they’ll never know. As they grab another stone 2 throw, I grow. Into a light from which I’ve been kept hidden. A light brighter than the sun that shines. For every sin I’ve made I now feel forgiven. All my doubts and fears erased from my mind. Reality’s still a bitch, but it’s more easier 2 face. Now I know your heart is my home. Somewhere I can go when I feel alone. A reason 2 keep going forward without having 2 look back. Thank you 4 saving me and putting me on the right track.

Copyright D Woolcock for 3rd Ear Wordz 

Poem/Lyric – What Am I Supposed To Do?

what am i to do

A relationship broken down.  The woman has given it her all but isn’t getting much of a response from her man. Does she fight for love or should she walk away from it?  What is she supposed to do?

You know how I feel for you

So why d’ya keep trying to make me prove

What’s perfectly clear

Pushing me away, double siding me

Is only gonna make me disappear

There’s only so much I can take

Damn it! I got feelings too

Wanna share my dreams with you

But you’re making it so hard for me

So hard for me

So what am I supposed to do?

It’s fair to say, I’ve gotta share the blame

Trying to steer you from the reality and pain

Tried to paint a perfect picture fantasy

Even though we were suffering in the misery

But please, you must always remember

Right or wrong I’ve always been there for ya

From January through to December

Stood there strong by your side

Trying to guide you through life

Now you’re pushing me, fighting me

Double siding me

After all that we’ve been through

Be honest with yourself

You know I’d never do that to you

So tell me what am I supposed to do?

I don’t wanna see you in misery

I don’t wanna see you in pain

But if it means a replay of all the hell we’ve been through

Then I don’t wanna see you again

You see trust means a lot to me

And you’ve broken mine too many times

Then you say you realise

And tell me you wanna give our relationship another try

But how do I know that you’re not just spinning another lie

I have feelings for you and always will do

But when you’re fighting me, double siding me. Tell me

What am I supposed to do?

*Copyright Lady Syxess 2007

*  This lyric was published under Lady Syxess (my other alias) and published on the now defunct Triond website.  All rights reserved.

LYRIC – You Can’t Have Me

This lyric was composed by myself around three years ago after the song “Funky Town” by Lipps Inc was stuck in my head.   My lyrics express a woman’s reaction to a rich player type guy who’s trying to impress her with his riches… but she’s not interested.

 

{Intro chorus sung slow}

I don’t want your diamonds

And I don’t need your gold

I don’t care ’bout platinum cards

Cuz my love can’t be sold

I don’t want your kisses

That breath can’t seduce me

I ain’t hearing your three little words

Cuz boy you’ll never

You’ll never have me

diamonds and gold

{Verse 1} You really think you’re something

Rocking your links [chains] like you’re so damned hot

Got all the girls lips-a-drippin’

But this lady right here is not

Why would I want your number?

Huh? When boy I’ve got my own

I don’t play with little boys, kid

I like my men grown

{chorus}

No, I don’t want your diamonds

And I don’t need your gold

I don’t care about your platinum card

Cuz my love can’t be sold

I don’t wanna go to no restaurant

Fancy dining ain’t my thing

Your money may buy you everything you want

But it sure as hell can’t buy

It can’t buy me

{verse 2} I ain’t checking for what car you’re driving

Or your reupholstered seats

I’ve already got my ride home

And if I didn’t, well I’ve got two feet

Don’t hit me with the “let’s be friends” line

Don’t tell me about your point of view

If I want to see a good time

I’ll see it better, far away from you

{repeat chorus}

Copyright 3rd Ear Girl for 3rd Ear Wordz publishing 2014

LOVE POEM – The One

This little lush poem is about a woman finding her true love partner and devoured in the power of sexiness.  3rd Ear Girl is still looking for ‘The One’, but it doesn’t stop her writing about him.

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Wordz – 3rd Ear Girl
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POEM – Lost

Lost is a poem reflecting the inner emotions of depression.  I originally published this in 2006 and decided to bring it out of the vault to share at a time when so many people are going through dark times.  Believe me, I understand.

Each day I wake up thinking to myself

Can I make it through another day of hell?

Don’t wanna get out of bed

But I’ve gotta shake these voices in my head

They’ve got me wishing I was dead

Or someplace else instead

Of this life of fighting a losing battle

Can’t get on my saddle and take control

Feels like I’m losing my soul

My dreams, my self-respect, my ambitions

All replaced with fear

Waiting in vain for a better tomorrow

But damn! There goes another year

And I’m still here, in the same shit

The same sorry-assed merry-go-round

The cold reality in this lonely world

© 3rd Ear Girl 2014

Revised edition of ‘A Lost Battle’ Purple Banana Publishing 2006

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