“Peace Train’
“Now I’ve been happy lately
Thinking about the good things to come
And I believe it could be
Something good has begun
Oh, I’ve been smiling lately
Dreaming about the world as one
And I believe it could be
Some day it’s going to come
‘Cause out on the edge of darkness
There rides a peace train
Oh, peace train take this country
Come take me home again
Now I’ve been smiling lately
Thinking about the good things to come
And I believe it could be
Something good has begun
Oh, peace train sounding louder
Glide on the peace train
Come on the peace train
Yes, peace train holy roller
Everyone jump upon the peace train
Come on the peace train
Get your bags together
Go bring your good friends too
‘Cause it’s getting nearer
It soon will be with you
Now come and join the living
It’s not so far from you
And it’s getting nearer
Soon it will all be true
Oh, peace train sounding louder
Glide on the peace train
Come on the peace train
Peace train
Now I’ve been crying lately
Thinking about the world as it is
Why must we go on hating
Why can’t we live in bliss
‘Cause out on the edge of darkness
There rides a peace train
Oh, peace train take this country
Come take me home again
Oh, peace train sounding louder
Glide on the peace train
Come on the peace train
Yes, peace train holy roller
Everyone jump upon the peace train
Come on, come on, come on
Yes, come on the peace train
Yes, it’s a peace train”…by Yusuf Islam
When peering through keyholes—of anecdote and description—we may discover—scatters and bits-of-bytes—self—no self—us—not us—and always—a something—somewhere—tunnel version—or panoramic—exhaustively great—grated spreads—facts of fictions—truths and not— exactly correct. Along thin—streaks of asphalt—and concrete side-way—the sidewalks of ‘Rage Street’ fill—with howlers and prowlers—simple symphonies—fiddler bows—and drum-sticks—silver and crowds—of the comers and the goers—of the blenders—and the unwanted—the home folk—and the strangest—strangers—foreign—homecoming—and the giggle-of-mirth.
We are an instant in Time—Lined in rows of minutes…We are The People—Eternal Spirits all—We are The People—We are not Religions—We are The People—We are not Governments—We are The People—-We are not War—We are The People—We are not Aliens upon this Earth—We are The People—Children of the Universe—We are The People—We have the Right-to-be-Everywhere—We are The People—And! Governments All—Hear us Call—We are The People—All-of-Us—Right Now! Tomorrow Time—‘tis still the Crime—We are The People—We are the—Choice of the—Spin-of-the-Twirl—and—Spirits-of-the-Universal Swirl…So! Let us-be-written—So! Let-us-be Done…
And! Beautiful you are…
“Peace Train”…by Yusuf Islam…
“Dangerous Type”…by Ric Ocasek—performed by The Cars
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We ARE the people! And I love this. It shouts to me …. I also love Yusuf Islam’s song. I have the album. Play it often. Along with all the Cat Stevens I have, of course.
Hi Osyth…Thanks! Yusuf Islam/Cat Stevens is Creative Spirit…Love your posts! And! Keep on ‘waiting for that Peace Train.’ Wishing you—days of wonder and joy…Phil
I’ll jump on that train as soon as see it :)
So powerful. Just love the imagery in this one!
Hi Marissa…Thanks! Sometimes—at a never-ever distance—almost hear—an ever- never train—Almost—donchaknow…Wishing you a wonder-full weekend…Phil
A never train. Is that kind of like a tree falling in the woods?
Hi Marissa…I like the twirl—‘of trees falling in the woods’—and if ‘there-be’ ears to hear—then sounds must be more than ripples and waves…Peace Train—too needs—‘ears to hear’–the calling of faraway whistles—donchaknow…You are Creative Spirit…Phil
Yes, that is true! The Peace Train needs to be heard!
Love this: We are The People—Eternal Spirits all—We are The People—We are not Religions—We are The People—We are not Governments—We are The People
Hi Georgia…Thanks! Too much of ‘I’ and ‘Me’—never enough of ‘Us’ and ‘We’…To borrow a little from Joni Mitchell (“Then can I walk beside you–I have come here to lose the smog—And I feel to be a cog in something turning–Well maybe it is just the time of year—Or maybe it’s the time of man—I don’t know who l am—But you know life is for learning—We are stardust—We are golden—And we’ve got to get ourselves—Back to the garden”)…Where ever we are going—we are always on our way—eh? Wishing you many days of Peace and of Love…Phil
Love this — and Cat Stevens’ music! :)
Hi Linda…Thanks! Wishing you a wonder—full week…Phil
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Hi Penney…Thanks! Wishing you many days of Peace and Love…Phil
I am happy I found your blog sharing this beautiful music. I listen this again and again.
Hi Lane…Thanks! Enjoying your posts—thanks for sharing with us…Wishing you many days of—Gentle winds—Soft curves and Wonder…Phil
Loved it!! Peace Train!! A much needed positive dose for the Day!! Thanks for sharing such inspirational music!!
Hi Manu…Thanks! Love your posts—thanks for sharing with us…Wishing you many days of Gentle winds—Soft curves and Wonder…Phil
i love this album..so awesome
Hi Joseph…Thanks! Wishing you a great—weekend…Phil