Churchill’s statesman, R.A. Butler, who pioneered twentieth century education, once remarked that parliamentary exchanges were the “noise of democracy”. Given that music make so much musical noise, let us then hope that freedom is reaching the highest note of the concerto.

The noise of democracy begins with a rumble,

A hummingbird far away, a bee’s rythmnic bumble.

Until, in an avalanche, mountains crumble,

Fell head over heels, in love, with a tumble.

Chorus

Democracy is a very loud thing,

When in unison, together we all sing.

On the horizon, appears a bus,

Bringing together, the two of us,

Two whispers, plus, together makes us,

Here for a second, then gone, just for us.

In the heat of the day, it’s of you that I think,

A trickle of promise, becomes a river to drink.

Clashing together two glasses, one clink,

Your song in the distance, makes me blink, then blink.

A tortoise quietly comes out from it’s shell,

Caterpillar to butterfly, it’s flight’s just as well,

Yet even louder rings liberty’s bell,

Gradually, from a murmur, democracy does swell.

The volume of democracy is never too loud,

When roars inside a passion, and together we’re a crowd. (repeat to fade)

© Jacqueline Richards 2009

You gotta burst tyre,

(Really ain’t looking like a high flyer),

Even gotta stereo failure,

(And I’m looking for a new buyer).

But, babe, look into my eyes … surprise,

There’s a spark, a fire …

Gonna make sure you’re inspired,

Like me, are you hoping to aspire ?

Chorus

It’s not just your brilliance

That makes me wonder,

Rising in your elegance,

Hidden beauty down under,

Reflected in it’s own magnificence,

Dazzled by your one man excellence.

You got no – one else to play in your music band

So when you hear a roar of applause,

Should we alone make a stand ?

Somebody’s got to give you a hand.

Ain’t really gonna be much fun alone,

So honey, when I hit a wrong note,

Make sure I’m not on my own,

Will you wrap me in your note,

Then off to heaven, together we’ll float.

Chorus

© Jacqueline Richards 2008

I wondered where were you,

Why were you late ?

I didn’t have a clue,

Why things weren’t working out that great …

Chorus

Unlock the door to my heart,

Fix the puzzle, where it’s been torn apart,

Put the last piece into this jigsaw,

If you’re lookin’ for a needle in a haystack, babe, it’s the last straw.

Babe, you’re everythin’ I’ve been looking for,

You hold the key to unlock the door,

You’re everythin’ that I’ve been waitin’ for and more.

You stitch together the shreds of this coat I wore.

Chorus

In my life’s jigsaw, you’re the only missing piece,

You’re the key to my prison when I needed release,

When I needed to get out,

It’s lucky for me that you came about.

Chorus

In my life’s jigsaw, you’re the only missing piece,

You’re the key to my prison when I needed release. (release to fade)

© Jacqueline Richards 2008

Started with a chat, in the small hours, till we croaked as we choked,

About where was the middle of the bed and where were found the best flowers,

We talked of me and holiday teas, we reminisced of days sailing on the Seas,

Even whether the milk was plenty creamy, we still spent days, rich and dreamy,

Laughed and giggled, about your day as a clerk,

Then, as you stroked my cheek, suddenly, there was a spark.

Chorus

Leaving each of us speechless, finding it hard to find what to say,

Silently fumbling in darkness, but we made love anyway, … all day,

It wasn’t at all a shot in the dark, the arrow shot straight through my heart,

It’s still there, stuck in bark, to stop me from falling apart,

A reminder of our walk in the park,

The moment, when I fell apart, falling in love, hopin’ never to depart.

Introduced each other to separate friends,

Bringing people together, from opposite ends,

Now there’s only torn Valentines’ that no – one sends,

Around life’s bends, my embrace travels to the universe’s ends,

My heart stops – loving best wishes, a butterfly’s flight suspends.

Borrow the moment, till tomorrow; hope it lasts, until tomorrow.

Once my kiss has arrived  I’m relieved,

Ask if your promises are believed,

Forgotten memories, are retrieved,

A chant on the bus, something special just between the two of us,

Though each of us are speechless, we fall in love quickly, thus,

Our whispers become a loving chorus. 

Movin’ two inches closer to you,

Hoping that I’m speechless and the message’s getting through,

No words, in the glint of your eye, each of us speechless, in a teardrop cry,.

Cut the love’s just as true between you and I, you sigh,

Sealed with a stamp, my kiss on the envelope,

Travels around the world, like a message from the Pope …

I’m in Heaven and not at all out of place,

As you take me zooming, off into Outer Space… (repeat to fade)

ã  Jacqueline Richards

Just hanging around,

Passing the time,

Sat at the bus – stop,

In a life with no rhyme.

Chorus

It’s just like watching paint dry,

Watching the tear fall as you cry.

It falls with a very special ring,

Must be music, or something.

Just waiting for a taxi,

Anticipating nothing much, it’s true,

Another coat of Maxi, make – up waxy,

With very little else to do, it’s blue.

Chorus

Just sitting around,

Counting snowflakes,

Falling on the ground,

Listening to it’s music sound.

Chorus

Just tapping my finger,

Humming a tune,

Seems like here I’ll linger,

Until way past next June.

Chorus

Just strumming this chord,

Waiting fo everyone else to get aboard,

Abroad I’m bored,

Can count in seconds, how long that bird’s

soared.

It’s a strange world, I don’t understand,

Except when I am holding your hand,

Whisked off to a promised land,

With oasis palms, I am fanned,

Grab a touch of paradise, as you wave a magic

wand.

Chorus

Don’t quite know, does it show ?

How I astound you, but I’m glad I do.

Do you feel the same as me, too ?

Was just wandering around,

Until I found you,

Now I’m as dumbfounded as astounded,

And it’s always around you.

In a sea of your kisses,

Together we are cloned, as two,

Of a million, inevitably, some misses,

I’m the one to be clowned, I’m drowned, it’s true,

So happy to be asked, by you, of course, I’ll say “I

do”.

 

Chorus

 

What heavenly saint found me an angel like you ?

Was it really I who crowned the majesty in you,

‘Cos I’m amazingly dazzled by the beauty of you,

So from now on, no – one frowns or is blue,

Together, in harmony, one instead of two.

 

Chorus

 

My heartbeat pounded and pounded,

Ever since your name was sounded,

Then all around the universe resounded … repeat

to fade.

© Jacqueline Richards 2008

We cuddled as we wedded,

All of a sudden, I was muddle – headed,

Not long after, when we bedded,

You left me, quite fuzzy headed.

Chorus

Pick me off the ceiling,

Celia, ya’ giving me that Sunday feeling.

Darling, you’re really so appealling,

Giving my pain a loving feeling healing,

In the kisses that I’m stealing,

All in a fabulous Sunday feeling.

Wanna spend all day, in this way,

Hopin’ every day of the week, will be a Sunday,

We can slowly dance the day away and sway,

Sharing Sunday moments in what we say when you stay.

Chorus

Did some dealing, for a day off, with Sunday feeling,

Rushed home to be with you, wheeling,

Help me ! I’m on the ground, kneeling,

Awaiting sweet kisses on my lips to be sealing.

Chorus

That Sunday feeling … nothin’ much to do,

‘Cept to fall in love with you … us two feeling … (repeat to

fade).

© Jacqueline Richards 2008

Lay lazy thinking in my room,

An image stays, after you’d disappeared, my groom,

In my memory, you looked strained,

As shadows began to loom,

But the light in your eye remained,

The burning fuse, a lightening strike boom,

A bloom, still continuing to heighten the gloom.

I switched to “OFF”, when you walked out,

After that, in my heart, was a complete white out,

But with a kiss, from you, the light never goes out,

You’ll stay my guiding light, without a doubt.

Nothing’s gonna turn my spotlight, right out

So we’ll find nothing more to fight about.

I might be going out, when you ask me on a night out,

But the light of love, just won’t go out.

Chorus

Look into my eyes as you lie … do you see la – la – lies ?

Like a shooting star flying through the skies …

Just like our lovin has it’s lows and it’s highs,

The light of love lights and won’t go out as it flies …

The lamp flickered, off and on,

You were here, for a moment, then gone.

But the light of love will never go,

It may fade, but it always still will glow.

Though sometimes it seems hidden, only hope you know,

Even though embers don’t always show,

A rose, not once, but forever, I throw.

Like rays of Sun, shone from a torch,

Love’s beacon from ya’ Mama’s porch,

Maybe only in candlelight, that I see you,

As we dine together on a romantic meal for two,

But like headlamps – love’s a lighthouse, for us,

Star quality, bringing stardom to this sanctuary, thus,

Just like a rod of iron which in a furnace’s heat, smolders,

Your warmth remains, when you put your arms around my

shoulders.

Shining through the darkness, in iridescence,

Now all can see your brilliance,

All we only see is your magnificence,

In shimmering candle – glow radiance,

The whole world speaks of beauty’s resplendence, thence,

With glimmering eloquence,

There’s a light in our tunnel, though with little opulence.

Chorus

If, for the metre, you pass me another fifty pence,

So the light of love just won’t go out, and eventually’ll make

sense … (repeat to fade)

© Jacqueline Richards 2008