Dream-Land [Sycamore Valley Ranch] Songs: "Epic Revolution", "CarNival", "Techniques", "Marry Me" [(c)1984-2010]

Epic Revolution
I'm gonna go to a land far far away
where I can trust again
where there's a brighter day
days of happiness
days of glory
where people are human
children are safe and can play
no robbers,
no cheaters,
no molesters,
no beaters
Love and joy,
no fear.
Faith forcefully supressed,
finally revealed.
Trust and love and hope and unity
is the doctrine of my charter,
harmony; articles of my entity
The texture of my hair will not,
does not,and will never make me...
It's my C O M P E T E N C Y of character, indeed.
As well as honesty.
I'm gonna go to a land far far away
In my dreams I'll go without further delay
to be happy and loved and filled with victory
By folk who never lie,
see no color,
no backbiters,
have no evil eyes.
Where love surroUnd me
and my family
absolutely no, no hypo-crisy
(BTW) By the way - Strictly anti-slavery
Ultimate Triumph
Like Martin, Ghandi, Roosevelt, and Kennedy you see.
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound they say
that saved a wretch like me somewhere along the way
I was once lost but now it's history
Don't give yourself kudos for my slavery
then criminally penalize me
don't try to buy me out with your classic personality
twas grace that brought me home
out of my misery
Piety is the true Hero in this story.
I'm gonna go to a land far far away
where I can trust again
where there's a brighter day,
days of happiness
days of glory
where people are human
children are safe and can play
No robbers
No cheaters
No molesters
No beaters
Love and joy,
no fear
Faith forcefully supressed,
finally revealed
Old fashioned days and romantic gestures,
gone like the wind
emotional journeys and love chests of treasures
In my dreams I'll go, in the land afar
guys telling no lies, no tricks, and no cheating
saying I love you has Absolute non-fictional meaning
wives are women, Queens, real and equal human beings
No in-laws throwing ties to kids into the garbage
lovers taught to disown offspring credits to the glitch of multi-racial heritage
or they'll lose their cultural and monetary inheritance.
I'm not gonna sell my Faith or my family
my body, my potential or my sanity
My bloodlines, good, good and bad journeys
are exactly whatwhat has made me.
Am I a martyr, no.
Listen closely.
This is the ingredient
main recipe for humanity
Individuals with capacity
intellect to exercise and uphold their dignity.
I'm gonna go to a land far far away
where I can trust again
where there's a brighter day
days of happiness,
days of glory
where people are human
children are safe and can play
No robbers,
No cheaters,
No molesters,
No beaters.
Love and joy, no fear
Faith forcefully supressed,
finally revealed.
In my dreams no threats,
no more secret bribes.
Next time making me an outcast,
crosses your mind
betta keep your day job,
cause your ancient techniques
aren't entertaining to the self-aware imperfect unbiased humans in my tribes.
I'm gonna go to a land far far away
in my dreams I'll go without further delay
Family and love and joy and bliss and justice
when we walk, we talk the truth, acknowledged communication,equal education.
No tears, no fears,unified world exploration
no bombing, no kidnapping
no pain, no greed
no war, no genocide
Faithfilled promisses holding strong everyday for sure.
No framed minority parents or celebrities
and children enslaved to injustice,
according to their societal indebtedness.
Terrorism by the system,
and their accomplices
give citizens a break to regain their trust in.
In my dreams is where my secret lies
all I have is love, trust, Faith, and fear in God
never no, no evil demise.
Greatful for what I have
after all that you take
my spirit will just grow stronger
after all that you make
even if your blessings come from demoting my Faith
God is my prince charming of whom my hand He'll take.
(c)1984-2010, Sakhi-Jackson Corporation. All Rights Reserved.
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CarNival
Rich in colour
vibrant and svelte
varieties in faces
climactic madness is what's felt
introducing the celebrations of the carnival life
never to be mistaken, the aroma's breeze in the air
of sophistication, and nothin less of debonair
drum...drum...drum
drum...drum...drum
captivating are the celebrations of the carnival life
tidy up your energy, and prepare to be amazed
no worries, exuberant thoughts
no fears, brave little hearts
are coming, with all happiness to share
no tears, very rare
the kiddies, the kiddies
they masquerade through the streets
pitter...patter...pitter...patter
they are disguised in a colorful collage
sunshine and rainbow are the mirage
drum...drum...drum
drum...drum...drum
splendor is the celebration of the carnival life
oh, how i wish i could touch
i wish i could see
i wish i were there
how thrilled would i be?
the feel of the lime silk dress
with gold sequin clinching the trim
the costume would suit me quite well
right against my skin
as i'm swinging
i sway
i'm swaying in the wind
soulfully, i would dance
until the very end
pitter...patter...pitter...patter
drum...drum...drum
drum...drum...drum
the height of madness has filled the souls
of all those who had come
fascinated by costume attire
tinted rich reds, watermelon pinks and egyptian golds
these are the days of the carnival life.
(c)1984-2010. Sakhi-Jackson,Corporation. All Rights Reserved.
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Excuse Me Mister, Will You Marry Me?
Excuse Me Mister, I want to know you
to show you, show you, show you
To really, really show you-
How good we'd be together
How good we'd be together
Treat ya like a King forever
Like a King forever-
And the story goes this way...-
I saw your picture the other day
and your single so they say,
staring became my hobby,
I have to admit
Then I heard your voice,
and couldn't keep it together
You're extraordinarily smart,
when can we meet?-
I really want to know you
your charm makes my heart beat.
Faster, faster, faster.
You knock me off my off my feet,
completely off my feet.
I'm gonna say a prayer tonight
God guide this match in which I plea,
specifically for matrimony
Loyalty is is myis my specialty,
Make him sign his name across my heart,
o f f i c i a l l y.--
I am a bit shy when it comes to meeting guys
However your sophistication and profile transliteration
equals sincere libido aggravation of my,
my constellation
Gemini,
I, I, I... I want to know you--
Take me Sir on a magic ride
I'm not exactly keen,
here is where you may teach me how to slide
And rotate your carpet like majesty
Oh, please, please, please
I want to sit atop of your, your royalty.
I pro miss to obey
I pro miss to abide
I want to know you,I may be falling for you.--
To show you, show you, show you
what a good wife I'd be
when can we meet.--
Excuse Mister,You and I together equals to grandeur royalty
we shall learn from one another the blessings of Empathy
I serve you like my second god,
Your Majesty.
You encourage efforts of IQ and compliment good quality in your personality
makes me humble,
makes me feel so pretty.
Our contributions to society
makes for true legacy
Your and mine, family devine, is an Embassy.--want to know youto really, really, show youHow good we'd be togetherSh-show you, show you, show youwhat a good wife I'd beWh-what a good wife I'd be--Lonely without you, lonesome mewith an oath howeverloyal to you, foreverI'll be--My soul & yours will merge, completelyFriend for all eternity,substance, security, decree of longevityIn your vows you'll promiss meprotection and sobrietychastity; love for diversityno arguments, endurance monetarily; results of disparity
no severity; patience
only prosperity, leniency in you judging me
foundation built on monogamy
victory ours, for the world to see.--
I, I want to show you, when can we meet
what a good wife I'd be.
I'm feeling strongly for you.
Can this truly be?
I'm really hard to please
However, you struck a nerve indeed.-
Excuse Me Mister. . . Will you Marry Me?
(c)1984-2010. Sakhi-Jackson, Corp. All Rights Reserved.
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Techniques
Ancient Times. Ancient Techniques,
Modern Times. Modern Techniques.

Why can't, why can't I see
That slavery's got a hold on me

Just like a mechanical zombie
With the evolution of Technology.

Ancient Times. Ancient Techniques,
Modern Times. Modern Techniques.

In your shallow society
Why won't they let me be

Who God ma-ade me
For all Eternity.

Ancient Times. Ancient Techniques,
Modern Times. Modern Techniques.

Dependancy is what they want you to see
Majority with anxiety.

A prostitute is what they want you to be
No traces of tradition and proof of piety.

Ancient Times. Ancient Techniques,
Modern Times. Modern Techniques.

In your shallow soci-ety
Chronicles to shun Mohagony

Malicious media magnificantly
accomplishing the legacy of victory
by outcasting cleverly...
sacred royalty

Ancient Times. Ancient Techniques,
Modern Times. Modern Techniques.

The constitution promisses equality
Revised version take heed and read

Navigate the mystery
substitutes affecting generations; your family

Commit the mechanisms to memory
Virtuous you will be
with capacity of competency.

Ancient Times. Ancient Techniques,
Modern Times. Modern Techniques.

Stylish in lieu of practicality
Trading precisely average maturity

Whether white or black
Simply based on rank economically.

Create foundations of opportunity
Marital tradition mandatory

Stay with him for legacy
Human nature; divorce for leeway pet-ty

A champion is what you want to be
Protect your offspring obsessively

Establish genetics, paternity.
Protect your name, generations ancestry.

Substance of relic remains ultimately,
residues from slavery

Fear not the future
Identity the key to longevity.

Ancient Times. Ancient Techniques,
Modern Times. Modern Techniques.

In your shallow society
asked to hide intellect intelligently

Why won't they let me be
of character, professional and charming

A maniac is what they want you to see
These are the physics of filthy modern philosophy.

Satisfaction senseless throughout centuries
Why can't I, can't I see
The slavery that's got a hold on me.

Why won't they let me be,
Who God ma-ade me
For all Eternity.

Ancient Times. Ancient Techniques,
Modern Times. Modern Techniques.
(c)1984-2010. SJ, Corp. All Rights Reserved.