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To the Pop Star’s Ego

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So many of your songs allude to “they.”
You’re so concerned with what they say.
I guess success hasn’t helped your esteem,
like someone’s trying to ruin your dream.

Anyone with an alternative slant
is labeled a hater in your rant.
It’s like everyone has to be your fan,
the ultimate narcissistic plan.

As an old musician, I’d offer some advice
If you sing from your center, that should suffice.
But it won’t matter what I say.
You’ll put me in your song and call me “they.”

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SONG – Angelica (Remix) from the Belly Hymns Project

“I turn to the alien and I see the face of God . . .”

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SONG – Midnight Train

Eclectic blues song from the Belly Hymns Project. Written and performed by Keith Lyndaker. A 2014 Tongue Screw Records Release and PeaceGrooves Production.

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SONG – Youth in Asia (Beijing 89)

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Live recording on a radio show in 1989. Song written soon after the Tiananmen Square massacre on June 4.

“The bleeding of one is a sore to us all. Take the hand of each other and answer the Call.”

Songs Seldom Sung: The Wall

I built this wall stone by stone.
I built it high. I built it long.
And it will be here when I’m gone.

I built this wall stone by stone.

Many years ago it seems my neighbor said some words to me
And though I do not remember them twas that day the wall began.

I built this wall stone by stone.
I built it high. I built it long.
And it will be here when I’m gone.

I built this wall stone by stone.

Some days I wondered of the life lived by my neighbor on the other side.
But alas the wall had grown too high and higher still the wall inside.

I built this wall stone by stone.
I built it high. I built it long.
And it will be here when I’m gone.

I built this wall stone by stone.

One night a storm thundered round. A bolt of fire came crashing down.
It smote the wall betwixt the stones and scattered the rock across the ground.

Morning found my neighbor and I each laboring to rebuild our side.
If only we could let go our pride and then I held his hand in mine.

We built this house stone by stone
from the wall that lay here for so long.
My neighbor and I call it our home.
We built this house stone by stone.

Lyrics written 2/13/00

SSS: This series features the many songs I have written over the years that will probably never grace a record, move through a microphone, or echo through a radio speaker. I offer them here as windows into the mind and heart of a songwriter. Perhaps they will resonate with you. If you so desire, put some music to one and let me know.