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RAIN ON THE CITY

Rain on the city, dancing on the street,
love in my heart and soul,
rain on the city, dancing on the street

I play my guitar to talk to you,
I play my guitar to reach you,
I play my guitar to be you

there's lotsa rain on the city, dancing on the street,
there's lotsa love in my heart and soul.

I look in your eyes to see you,
I look in your eyes to be you,
I look in your eyes to reach you

there's lotsa rain on the city,
there's lotsa love in my heart and soul,
dancing on the street.

I play my guitar to be you,
I play my guitar to free you,
I look in your eyes to see you,
I look in your eyes to be you

rain on the city,
there's lotsa rain on the city,
love in my heart and soul,
dancing on the street, rain on the city.

A WORD OF ADVICE

What the hell are you doing in the future? Come here to the moment.

I THANK THEE GOD OF LOVE

O how thy mystical night has come
to bring voices of truth to mine
O how thy mystical night has brought
a dream to comfort me
O how thy night all mystical has come
with full moon and arms and voices
angels and angel children
to hold and calm me
in my hour of enlightenment and transformation
O how thy mystical light
thy mystical Self comes
so real, so kind, so true, so perfect
I thank thee God of Love.

MORNING WALTZ

The music keeps becoming more free, more freeing, more enlightening, more enchanting

ALL THINGS ARE FREE IN A DREAM

Morning's sadness fades into spring
summer's gladness helps me to sing
winter's song, sometimes long
but all thing are free in a dream

somewhere in the still of the night
music in the soul of the light
all is bright,
all is right and all things are free in a dream.

starlight and showers
long, lonely hours
up on some mountain high
inches from the sky
watching time go by

strolling on a late afternoon
got nowhere to be pretty soon
like some free flowing stream
all things are free in a dream.

SING THIS SONG

Nothing matters on this perfect day
you were here and then you went away
nothing's right but maybe nothing's wrong
maybe I'll just sing this song

(The) sun looks lonely
in the sky above
I feel something and it may be love?
I'm not sure because it's been so long
maybe I'll just sing this song

My heart is open
I'm in touch with everything
some things can be spoken
other things I have to sing

I sing this moment
and the moments I once knew
I could sing forever
but right now, I sing for you

(It's) some enchanted and amazing day
everything just seems to go my way
nothing's right, and maybe nothing's wrong
maybe I'll just sing this song.

Bob Dylan

His music, his songs
have brought me
to this place once again
right into the present
this moment
alive with sounds, scents
and blood
and breathing.
Thank you, Bob.

Hirth Martinez

Songwriter/Singer, Guitarist, Poet