I Hear the Sound

I Hear the Sound

I hear the sound of peoples voices, crying in the wind
And more of them are asking – why are we so blind?
So many lives in torment – not knowing what to do
Where is it really going to end and can we see this through?

Yet there’s hope within my heart – keeps rising up inside
I realise that you and I have nothing more to hide
In my vision of the future – that is not so far away
Is a golden age of freedom – for everyone, let’s pray---

Bridge
Nelson Mandela spoke of freedom, there’s a man of self-esteem
Martin Luther King to millions said “My friends I have a dream”
Princess Diana brought light, in to the lives of many more
Mother Teresa was a saviour to the sick and to the poor

So let this hope within our hearts be good reason now to give
And to realise we have the power to help so many live
Then we’ll hear the sound of voices filled with love and peace
And the joyous sound of laughter that will truly never cease

I hear the sound ----------
And we have so much to give
I hear the sound ----------
And we can help so many live!

Tag
Let’s hear the sound of laughter
Let’s hear the sound of love and peace!
I hear the sound! I hear the sound! I hear the sound!


Suggestions for
singers.
For 2 (or 2 male 2female) singers. 1st verse: to sing individual lines in solo.
2nd verse: 2 or 4 in harmony Bridge: 2 (or4) singing alt. individual lines. Tag: All in harmony. .
© Billy Ross 2012
email: billyross@xtra.co.nz Tel. No. 64-9-238-1495 www.broadjam.com/BillyRoss
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Cyber Baby’s Online

Ah-think-ma-baby’s on-line---
Or-did-ah-press-the-wrong-button to send--
Well-anyway-it-doesn’t-matter
This is goin’-out to all of ma friends--

So-many-to-chat-to, in-all-of-those-chat-rooms
My-mail-box-is-full of replies-----
They-all-say-the-same-thing “Can we be friends”?
Ah-can’t-tell-the-truth-from-the-lies -----

Chorus
c-c-c-c-c-c-c-Cyber baby’s on-line, lookin’ for love
So many pictures they send------
But-how-can-ah-tell, which-one-is-true
An’ whose gonna be a real friend-------

Bridge
Cyber baby’s online --- Cyber baby’s online ---
Cyber baby’s online----

Chorus
c-c-c-c-c-c-c-Cyber baby’s on-line, lookin’ for love
So many pictures they send-----
But-how-can-ah-tell, which-one-is-true
An’ whose gonna be a real friend-----

Repeat echo of ‘Cyber baby’s on-line’ to fade.



NOTES: Fast Rock/Pop style.
First Verse- 1st line to lead straight into 2nd line and, 3rd straight into 4th.
Chorus- To lead into Bridge and Bridge lyrics with ‘electronic’ voice.
Overall music- Electronic with bleeps and computer noises at appropriate points(?)



Copyright © William Ross, 2011.
Contact Info: billyross@xtra.co.nz Int. Tel. No. 64-9-238-1495
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All material protected by International Songwriters Association Ltd.

Rollercoaster

It’s comin’ in on the wind
There’s a deepening emotion
Ah can sense it in my mind
Like a churning of the ocean

There’s a hurricane approachin’
And it’s all inside of me-----
Leading up to an explosion
Not letting me be free--------

Chorus
I’m on a ro----llercoaster--------
An-ocean-of-turbulent dreams
Jus’ don’ know where I’m headin’ to
Nuthin’s quite the way it seems---------
I’m on a rollercoaster – I’m on a rollercoaster----
A rollin’ rollin’ rollin’, rollercoaster----------

In the eye of the storm
I’m alone so alone----
It’s a calmness
That seems so unreal

On the outside there is chaos
On the inside silent pain
An’ it feels jus’ like
The touch of coldest steel

Tag
Jus’ don’ know where I’m headin’ to
Nuthin’s quite the way it seems---------
I’m on a rollercoaster----
A rollin’ rollin’ rollin’, rollercoaster-----





Suggestions: Slow to fast build-up. Menacing like ‘Jaws’beat.
Needs a Freddy Mercury ‘style’ powerful singer. (If only!)



Copyright © Billy Ross, 2011.
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She’s In Love (With Me)

She’s laughing at the rain
Singing all down main street
She’s waving at a stranger
And smiling at him too

Bridge
It doesn’t matter what’s going down
Not-to-the-most-beautiful girl in town
‘cos I’m in love with her, and she’s in love with me------

What a delight she is to see
She’s in lo----ve
Yeah she’s in lo----ve
She’s-in-love with me-------
Oh she’s in lo---ve with me-------

You can see it in her eyes
That sparkle’s no surprise
She doesn’t even need to talk
I can see it in her wa---lk
I'm in love with her---and she's in love with me

Yeah yeah ye------ah
So in love, so in lo---ve (spoken-“I’m such a lucky guy”
She’s in lo----ve with me--------






Could be changed to “He/He’s” etc for a female singer.




© Billy Ross, 2010 billyross@xtra.co.nz Int. Tel. No. 64-9-238-1495
Member of ISA International Songwriters Association & APRA

Sunrise Mountain

Been away so long now
Other lands I have seen
Fightin’ for our country
An’ fightin’ for a dream---

I’ve climbed so many mountains
Far away from this land
Now I long to climb our mountain ---
I’m reachin' for your hand ------

chorus
Sunrise Mountain
Is callin’ out to me
Where have you been so long-----?
C’mon up now, so good to be free
Sunrise Mountain is callin’ out to me

A new day’s dawning
Our love to explore
Up on that mountain
We’ve seen it all before

On Sunrise Mountain
There’s magic in the air
Such beauty and freedom
Like the words of a prayer

chorus
Sunrise Mountain
Is callin’out to me
Where have you been so-o long----
C’mon up now, so good to be free
Sunrise Mountain is callin’ out to me

Sunrise Mountain – Sunrise Mountain
Is callin’ out----- to me ------------

Sunrise Mountain – Sunrise Mountain – Sunrise Mountain (to fade)


NB This is the second version, with new opening verses and slight changes to wording in chorus and ending.

© Billy Ross 2010.
Contact: billyross@xtra.co.nz Tel. 64-9-238-1495
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& APRA (Australasian Performing rights Association)

Any Place Any Time (For You)

Where do you want me to be------?
Where do you want me now------?
Jus’ give-me-a-call
Baby – that’s – all----
An’ I can be there------
Any-place-any-time-----for-you-------

Doesn’t-matter-what’s-goin’-down
Good-or-bad-I’ll still be around
I’ll-be-glad to be there---------
Any-place-any-time --------- for you--

I know in the pa----st
Ah-said-things-would’nt-la----st
We-were-playin’-the-field
Where-nothing-was –real--------

Where do you want me to be----?
Where do you want me now------?
Jus’ give-me-a-call
Baby – that’s – all----
An’ I can be there----
Any-place-any-time-----for-you-----

Any-place-any-time-----
Any-time-any-place-----
Any-place-for-you
Any-time-for-you
Any place, any time ------- for you--------





Suggestions: Think---‘Every Breath You Take’ by Sting for rhythm/beat/repetition.

Additional notes/ideas available for this.





Copyright © Billy Ross 2010.
Contact: billyross@xtra.co.nz Tel. 64-9-238-1495
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& APRA Australasian Performing rights Ass.

Jus’ Wanna Be Me

Okay so I’m rough
Around the edges
An’ I’m not one
For makin’ pledges

Not the sort of person
Who can be like someone else (“Oh no!”)
Can’t change the way I am
Jus’ wanna be---- myself-------

Chorus
I jus’ wanna-be-free---
Jus’ wanna be me
I want to be all
Taller than tall
Now can you see----------?
Ah-jus-wanna-be, me--------

I listen to what others say
Tellin’ me “Don’ be that way”
(Ah) don’t-wanna-be half a man---
Jus’-gotta-be all-that-I-can----------

Bridge
I can’t be like someone else----
Jus’ wanna be---- myself---------


Chorus shortened
I jus’ wanna-be-free---
Jus’ wanna be me
Now can you see----------?
Ah-jus-wanna-be, me--------











© Billy Ross, 2010.
Contact: billyross@xtra.co.nz
Int. Tel. No. 64-9-238-1495
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We Have a Dream

What if there wasn’t a tomorrow
Or another year to come
Tears already run with sorrow
At the beating of the drum

If we put our heads together
We can truly work this out
Yes change things for the better
C’mon let’s shout it out-----------

Chorus
We have a dream----
It begins with you and me
If we change our ways of thinking
I believe this is the key----
To-see-the-people-of-the-world
As our global family
We have a dream --- this is our dream---- we have a dream

The blind man sees in his mind’s eye
The things we try to hide
Let’s avoid this sleep of ignorance
Keep our eyes open wide---------

The greatest gift is love
And now’s the time to give it
Wrap it up with hope and peace
And let us truly live----- it----

Chorus
We have a dream----
It begins with you and me
If we change our ways of thinking
I believe this is the key----
To-see-the-people-of-the-world
As our global family
We have a dream --- this is our dream---- we have a dream







Copyright © Billy Ross, 2010.
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Day Dreaming

Day ---- dreaming ----
Just dreaming of the day---
You’re coming back to me

You came to me at work today
But-then-you’re-never-far-away
I feel you---so close-to-me
There is a vision that I see-----
But then I’m day---- dreamin’
Jus’ day-- drea---min’

I realise how much I miss—
Your smile, the-scent-you-wear, that kiss
So far away and yet so near
Your laughter ringing loud and clear---
But-there-I-go-again, day---- dreamin’
Jus’ day—dreamin’

Dreaming-of-the-day
You’re-comin’-back-to-me
Turning my drea—ms
Into reality---------
Yeah, I’m day-day dreamin’
Dreamy-dreamy-dreaming---
Day--- dreamin’
You’re comin’ back to me ---- today ----------

Been dreamin’ of this daeeaay-----
You’re comin’ back to me
Day------ drea-----min’







Suggestion: Lazy ballad, George Michael style. Could also be in reggae style?


© Billy Ross, 2010.
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Yes I Can

Yes-I-can
Be-anything
I-wanna-be (pause)
Oh-yes-I-can
As-long-as-I------
Believe in me----

bridge
I know in my heart
I can be free------
Now’s-the-time-to-start
Jus’ bein’—me----------

chorus
Oh yes I can---
Oh yes I can-------
I-can-be-anything-I-want-to-be
As-long-as-I-beli-----ve in me------
Oh yes I can--------
Yes-I-can, yes-I-can, yes-I-can
Ooooh----, yes I can---------

Tag
Yes-I-can Jus’-watch-me-now----
Yes-I-can Here- I-go----
Yes-I-can, yes-I-can, yes-I-can
Jus’ being me-----I can be free--------
YE---S I--- CA---------N





"Yes-I-can, yes-I-can, yes-I-can"
(In the chorus, this could be backing only,then last line)
Same in Tag.








© Billy Ross, 2010 billyross@xtra.co.nz Int. Tel. No. 64-9-238-1495
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Tomorrow (Never Comes)

Tomorrow
Will be a better day
I’ll put behind me
All that sorrow

Try not to think about
You go’in awa-ay
Things will be better
“Please god” by tomorrow

You said that you’d be back
Again -- , tomorrow---
That-was-a-year-ago today
I-know-because each night I pray---

For tomorrow--- and tomorrow---- (Pause)
That’s why tomorrow--- never comes

You-said-that-you’d-be-back-again
A year ago today—
That’s why tomorrow --- never comes---



Trying to capture the feel & essence of ‘Yesterday’! In the same way there is no chorus as such.
Plenty of room for good instrumental ‘themes’ between verses(?)


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Keep on - Coming on - Keep on

You got me movin’ to the rhythm of your love
The very heavens are openin’ above
My mind is surely gone
And from this moment on
The magic you create drives me wild ----- extend to chorus

Chorus
Keep on - coming on - keep on
Keep on - coming on - keep on
Just keep on - coming on - keep on
Why don’t you keep on - coming on - keep on
Oh baby keep on - coming on - keep on ------- extend into 2nd verse

Make up your mind c’mon and find the way to dreams
These things are never really quite the way they seem
Let’s take it from the start
Before we drift apart
And recreate that fantasy again ------- extend to chorus

Chorus
Ah said keep on - coming on - keep on
Why don’t you keep on - coming on - keep on
Keep on - coming on - keep on, Keep on - coming on - keep on,
Keep on - coming on - keep on, Keep on - coming on - keep on.

(Building up tempo in last two lines to finish)

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Island of Skye (***) (3:28)

Towering mountains reach out into space
Pounding waves rushing along the rock face
Fishing boats leaving, with seagulls on high
Call out the name of my Island of Skye

The songs and the music fill my heart with pride
A soft gentle sadness that I try to hide,
The cliffs and the moorland, where eagles may fly,
Reminders again of the Island of Skye

Bridge
ooOh the Misty Island - ooOh of the highlands
A gem of the ocean, over the sea
That land is my land it’s calling to me

Chorus
Oh Island of Skye, the land of my birth
The places and people, the salt of the earth
Memories of childhood, that bring me a smile
Please let me return - - ooOh let me return
To my Misty Isle

Bridge
ooOh the Misty Island – ooOh of the highlands
A gem of the ocean, over the sea
That land is my land it’s calling to me

Chorus (with changes)
Oh Island of Skye, the land of my birth
The places and people, the salt of the earth
Memories of childhood, that bring me a smile
Please let me return - - let me return
Calling to me – Calling to me -- (echo)
Let me return to my Misty Isle

Let me return to my Misty Isle.




Copyright © 2010 Billy Ross & Isaac Ander.
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Hitting The Big Time

They said that ah was a losah
But-ah’m-ready-to prove them wrong
Said ah wouldn’t go too far
Now-I'm-ready-to-come-on strong------------

Chorus
‘Cause ah’m hittin’ the big time baby
Really pushin’ it all the way-------
Yeah ah’m hittin the big time now---
An’-that’s-why-ah’m here to stay---------
‘Cause ah’m hittin the big time—Big Time!

Bridge
Hittin’ the big time
Hittin’ out hard and strong
Hittin’ the big time
This is where ah belong--------

Chorus
Now ah’m hittin’ the big time baby
Really pushin’ it all the way-------
Yeah ah’m hittin the big time now---
An’-that’s-why-ah’m here to stay---------
‘Cause ah’m hittin the big time—Big Time!

They said that ah was a losah (rpt of first verse)
But-ah’m-ready-to prove them wrong
Said ah wouldn’t go too far
Now-I'm-ready-to-come-on strong------------

Well ahm hittin’ the big time------
Ahm hittin the big time now--------
Yes ahm hitting the big time------- BIG TIME!


With beat treatment similar to YMCA. Similar type of drums/trumpet.
Instrumental between verse/chorus & vice versa.
3 beat pause(?)between lines in verses & bridge?


Copyright © Billy Ross, 2009.
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I’m Flying High


So many people told me
That I couldn’t fly
Then you came into my life
An’ lifted me so hi-hi-high---

I’m flying higher
Than I’ve ever flown before
I’m flying higher
An’ all I want is more-more-more


I’m flying hi-hi-hi-high---
I’ve never been so high before Chorus
We’re reachin’ for the sky now
Ah couldn’t ask for any more

I’m flying high----I’m flying hi-hi-high----


(Repeat 1st verse, then Chorus)


Lyrics:Billy Ross. Music: Martin Crombie
Copyright © Billy Ross 2010.
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A World Together? (***)

Christmas joy and birthday fun
Opening presents one by one
No special day to shed some light
The broken doll is held so tight

Picnics, swimming at the beach
Friends and family all in reach
A windswept hovel in the sand,
No one comes to lend a hand

A world together ---- but so far apart---- Chorus
We have the means to do--- so--- much
Let’s give them more than straws to clutch.

A bruise kissed better, then a hug
Playing games on a cosy rug
Wounds so deep they may not heal
This game of life seems so unreal

Bath-time fun delighted screams
Bedtime story happy dreams
No clean water, ragged clothes
Haunted nightmares with no repose

Theirs is a bittersweet refrain---- Bridge
Where only fragile hope remains

Schooldays learning how to write
Painting pictures with such delight
No books or joy to fill the breach,
Is this what life has come to teach?

A world together ---- but so far apart---- Chorus
We have the means to do--- so--- much
Let’s give them more than straws to clutch.


Copyright © Billy Ross and Martin Crombie, 2010
Contact Info: billyross@xtra.co.nz
Int. Tel. No. 64-9-238-1495
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This song really needs two singers (Duo) Preferably one male & one female, to sing the two parts to the song - in each verse - where the first two lines would be sung by one singer and the last two by the other.

MY TIME (My Place, My Country)


I’ve travelled widely, this whole world over
lookin’ for somethin’ that really wasn’t there
like that elusive four-leaf clover
‘stead I wound up inside the foxes lair

Some things I’ve done were truly wrongful
I’ve paid the price now, far too many times
When greed sets in it sure is harmful
And only leads the way - to many crimes

This is my time, my place - - my country (chorus)
that’s the way it will always remain
‘cause in this land of the free
there’s no better place to be
it’s so good to be home once again

I’ve been thinking my life over
putting right the wrongs I have done
can’t change this life for any other
but now I know for sure -- the battle’s won

This is my time, my place - - my country (chorus)
that’s the way it will always remain
‘cause in this land of the free
there’s no better place to be
it’s so good to be home once again




Copyright © Billy Ross & Martin Crombie 2010
Contact Info: billyross@xtra.co.nz Int.Tel.No. 64-9-238-1495
Member of ISA and APRA.

Beyond The Mists of Time

Beyond the mists of time I hear a voice
Calling-out-to-me, from somewhere in the past
Now’s the time for me -- to make a choice
So-will-I-stay, or return again at last ----

The veil is lifted as I turn looking back
To-me-the-future and-the-past are intertwined
Going forward yet-I-know I’m going back
To-my-earliest beginnings, I feel such peace of mind

CHORUS
So far beyond the mists of time -----
I sense a glow- from somewhere in the past
And now------ I surely know ------
That-I-must-return-again--- at last
To-that-sacred place --- beyond the mists of time

Now I’m back again my future to explore
A figure fast approaches and-the-dawn-bells chime
No time to lose - I see beyond the door
Into that sacred place - beyond the mists of time

CHORUS
So far beyond the mists of time
I sense a glow from somewhere in the past
And now----- I surely know ------
That-I-must-return-again--- at last
To-that-sacred place --- beyond the mists of time


Consider the style and songs of Ayesha for this.
1st line of chorus, extend this, repeat, echo, or backing?


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You’re Winding Me Up

Every second – every minute – of the day
You’re winding me up now
You-say-you’re-goin’- but then you stay
Like a time-bomb in my head------
Ticking-on, Ticking-on, ticking-on

Bridge
In-a-second-you-were-gone
“Just a- minute”-you had said
We were goin’ to be wed--------
You were windin’ me up again!-----

Chorus
Just like a clock --you’re windin’me up now!---
Wish-that-you-were-in-my-arms
But-the-ticking-never-stops (4/6 beat extend)
Ticking on-ticking on- ticking on----
You’re windin’ me up- windin’ me up-windin’ me up!
You’re windin’ me up aga--------in!

Bridge
Like-a-time-bomb-in-my-head----
“Jus’a minute” you had said
We were goin’ to be wed------!
You were windin’ me up again------!

Chorus
Just like a clock -----you’re windin’ me up now!----
Wish-that-you-were-in-my-arms
But-the-ticking-never-stops (4/6 beat extend)
Ticking on-ticking on- ticking on----
You’re windin’ me up aga-----in!


Suggestions: ‘Windmills of My Mind’ style? But Rock/Pop. Beat (steady) as a ticking clock.
Bridge: Starting low and rising with each line, build up to Chorus.
Electronic guitar (?) to mimic the sound of a large wound up metallic spring breaking down, at the end + drums. Then after a moments silence, the ‘ticking’ starts again, and fades out.
This could be the finish OR build up again to another Chorus.

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There Is A Fire

I’m burnin’ up
With sheer frustration
So much to do
To wake up this nation---

We’re fallin’ apart
Is nobody caring
No time to lose
We gotta start sharing---

Chorus
There is fire in our heart
A deep desire now to start
Sisters and brothers (“are you with us?)
Fathers and mothers (“C’mon now!)

Bridge
There is a fire ---- a burnin’ desire
To make this nation ---- a livin’ sensation

2nd verse rpt.
We’re fallin’ apart
Is nobody caring
No time to lose
We gotta start sharing---

Bridge
There is a fire ---- a burnin’ desire
To make this nation ---- a livin’ sensation

Yes! There is a fire ------- in my heart



Suggestions: Beat, rhythm, style ‘similar’ to “Billie Jean”/Jackson
Short, punchy lead into Chorus from 2nd verse.
Distinctive beat/trumpet, as used between verse/chorus in ‘YMCA’, leading up to 1st bridge.
Beat & clap to 2nd bridge. Other possibilities of course, including the idea of going straight into
the Chorus again after the 2nd bridge, allowing more audience participation.

Copyright © Billy Ross 2009.
Contact: billyross@xtra.co.nz Put ‘songwriting’ in subject box please.
Int. Tel. No. 64-9-238-1495
Member of International Songwriters Ass. & APRA Australasian Performing rights Ass.