Bob Schwartz

Tag: Laura Nyro

MLK: “There’s a king at the glory river”

Come on, people, come on, children
There’s a king at the glory river
And the precious king, he loved the people to sing
Babes in the blinking sun sang “We Shall Overcome”

I got fury in my soul, fury’s gonna take me to the glory goal
In my mind I can’t study war no more

Laura Nyro – Save the Country

Come on, people, come on, children
Come on down to the glory river
Gonna wash you up and wash you down
Gonna lay the devil down, gonna lay that devil down

Come on, people, come on, children
There’s a king at the glory river
And the precious king, he loved the people to sing
Babes in the blinking sun sang “We Shall Overcome”

Come on, people, sons and mothers
Keep the dream of the two young brothers
Gotta take that dream and ride that dove
We can build the dream with love, I know
We can build the dream with love

I got fury in my soul, fury’s gonna take me to the glory goal
In my mind I can’t study war no more

Save the people
Save the children
Save the country

Laura Nyro: Time and Love

Don’t let the devil fool you
Here comes a dove
Nothing cures like time and love

Sometime you’re going to want to catch up to the music of Laura Nyro, who, by the time she created her first three perfect albums between 1967 and 1969, was only 22. She created much more music, but died untimely in 1997, at 49.

There is a special place in my ears and heart for a number of women who write and sing, but in the special place in that place, in the holy of holies, is Laura. This morning, unsure of what would lift the unlifted and straighten the crooked, I played Time and Love, from the New York Tendaberry album.

So winter froze the river
And winter birds don’t sing
So winter makes you shiver
So time is gonna bring you spring

So he swears he’ll never marry
Says that cuddles are a curse
Just tell him plain
You’re on the next train
If love don’t get there first

Time and love
Everybody
Time and love
Nothing cures like
Time and love
Don’t let the devil fool you
Here comes a dove
Nothing cures like time and love

You been runnin’, you been ramblin’,
And you don’t know what to do
A holy golden wager says
That love will see you through

So Jesus was an angel
And mankind broke his wing
But Jesus gave his lifeline
So sacred bells could sing

Now a woman is a fighter
Gathered white or African
A woman
Is a woman is a woman inside
Has miracles for her man

Time and love
Everybody
Time and love
Nothing cures like
Time and love
Don’t let the devil fool you
Here comes a dove
Nothing cures like time and love

 

 

 

One Child Born

Newborn
And when I die
And when I’m gone
There’ll be one child born
And a world to carry on.
Laura Nyro, And When I Die

Had enough of just about everything in the news? Had enough of hearing and reading about Syria, including right here?

If you visit random.org, home of all sorts of randomness tools, you will discover a way to generate random places on earth. Find an online newspaper from one of the random places. Check the newspaper for a record of recent births.

There, for example, you will find the randomly selected Pueblo, Colorado Chieftain, with the important news that on September 8, a daughter, Boone, was born to Michelle and Andrew Bischoff.

Around 365,000 babies are born every day in the world. They are born into so many different circumstances of comfort and discomfort, ease and disease, bright and shaded prospects. But here they are, and if we are able to better the worst of those circumstances, here they will be after we are gone.

Maybe that’s not news. Maybe that’s the only news that matters.