Green Book Of Meditations Volume 6 The Books of Songs - Student ...

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Bardic Salvo #8: Feb 15. 2002
Killing us Softly with His Rules.
By Patrick Haneke, Jan 2001, Akita Grove, for the Public Domain
Original “Killing me softly with his song” by Roberta Flack or
Charles Fox, 1970s, and dedicated to you know who.
MIDI file at http://www.clinton.net/~sammy/rflack.htm
Dedicated to all the Isaacs and Mikes out there who are too busybodied
and make organization and systems way too easy to
achieve. Back to the Mystery!:-)
We heard he ran a good grove.
We heard he had a style.
And so we asked for his help,
To lead us for a while.
And there he was, this young man,
A leader in our eyes.
Chorus:
Being too strong in his methods
Muffling our group with his thoughts
Killing us softly with his rules,
Killing us softly, with his rules,
Drowning our old ways with his words
Killing us softly, with his rules….
At first everything went smoothly
Our finances made a rebound.
But our dynamism came to a halt
Unable to break new ground.
I prayed that he’d slow down
But he just kept right on.
Chorus
He ruled as if a business,
He prayed through a script
Bound this flower up with red tape.
Those files were a crypt
Too careful, afraid of mistakes.
Blindly spinning a shroud.
Chorus
The Ways, We are Reforming.
By Mike Scharding, DC Grove of RDNA
(Based on Dylan’s “The Times, They are a-Changin’”)
January 2002, for the Public Domain
http://celine-sa.hypermart.net/bd-midi.htm choose #2 version
4/4 Moderately
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||: Dm7 | G | C | F | Dm7 | G | Am | Am | Dm7 | G | C | E |
| Am | F | G | C | Am | D/F# | G | F | C | F | Bb | Bb |
2. | A | A :|| 3. | A G/A | A ||
Come gather ‘round Druids
Wherever’s your grove;
And admit that old beliefs
Must continue to grow.
And accept our paths will split
Into dozens of kinds.
If wisdom to you
395
Is worth learnin’,
Then you better start searchin’
And get off your behinds.
For your ways, we are reformin’.
Come preachers and ministers
Who hold tight to your flock.
Who discourage free inquiry,
Hide in churches made of rock.
Y’all drop the long tirades
Step out and see the sky;
For the students of Nature
Don’t need conformin’.
Let’m think for themself,
And always ask “why?”
For your ways, we are reformin’.
Come Senators, Congressmen
Please protect that wise wall
Between the church and state
That protects the faith of all.
I elected you to govern,
you do not need to preach.
I don’t want to see greedy
Churchs’ lobbyists swarmin’.
Tell them to go home,
And just let the schools teach.
For their ways, we are reformin’.
Come Sisters and Brothers
Throughout this great land
And don’t criticize
What you don’t understand.
For if it doesn’t work,
Then it’s time to adapt.
Don’t be too afraid to get lost
Or think it’s alarmin’.
For it’s one way of many
And the divine isn’t all mapped
For the ways, we are re-formin’.
We don’t have all answers
We don’t claim to be best.
But our system is flexible,
And simpler than the rest.
Stretch your leaves to the sun,
Don’t let dogma take root.
Yes, our wry, witty ways
And customs are charmin’.
But for numbers and fame
We don’t give a hoot.
For our ways, we are re-formin’.
EXTRA VERSE
(at no charge, please insert before last verse)
Rights are no use on paper
If you’re not free in your head
If it’s your way “or else”
Well, then I’d rather be dead.
Go on freely with your faith
And let me go with mine
I don’t need your saving
It works just fine.
Tell me, can mortals judge
The will of the Divine?
For the ways, we are re-formin’.