I Used To Be A Dreamer - Lyndon Queripel

I used to be a dreamer
I had faith to keep
But now I just can’t sleep
The dawn will break
And I’m still awake
The Sun will rise in my eyes

I used to be a dreamer
And you know it’s true
That I had visions too
Now there’s a part
Deep in my heart
Where memories just freeze

I used to be a dreamer
Sowing seeds to reap
But now I just can’t sleep
The shadows fall
On the wall
On my bed and in my head

I used to be a dreamer
Lost in my own mind
But I’ve been left behind
The time has passed
Much too fast
Where did it go I don’t know.

Lyndon Queripel

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The Face Of Truth - Lyndon Queripel

I don’t want to know
The headline news today
Or what the morning papers
Have got to say
Nor hear the hourly show
Blow by blow 
On the programmed radio

I don’t want to read 
The propaganda page
Where freedom is kept
Locked in a cage
And I don’t need 
To know how you succeed
To feed all of your greed

The face of truth is in disguise 
Behind a web of media lies

I don’t want to recall
I’m trying to forget
How the cost of living
And the Third World debt
Will rise and fall
On a street called Wall
Or the secret of it all

I don’t want to see
Another live transmission
Or anymore of the war
On the evening television
When will we be free
From the inhumanity
And all the insanity

The face of truth is a mystery
Behind a veil of media unreality.

Lyndon Queripel

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1967 - Lyndon Queripel

What happened to the flowers
You used to wear in your hair
Now you have grey streaks there
What happened to the people
That so long ago it seems
All shared the same dreams
The heaven of nineteen sixty seven
A summer of love and peace
When the young were so strong

Were the days of freedom
Just numbered on charts
A club of only lonely hearts
Tomorrow may never know
But if it was guaranteed
Would the blossoms go to seed
The heaven of ninety sixty seven
For me the music was the key
But things got strange, began to change

There was something in the air
Do you recall before the fall
It just transcended it all
Life was dear and love was free
But without a shadowed doubt
The spirit has been all sold out
The heaven of nineteen sixty seven
A promise of skies to kiss
Words were spoken and then broken.

Lyndon Queripel


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I Can’t Think To Seem Straight - Lyndon Queripel

I can’t think to seem straight
No, I can’t think
For myself or on my feet
Of the names to the faces
On the street
My mind is blank
Missing a link
I can’t think to seem straight
No, I can’t think
Of what to say when we meet
I feel my heart
Skip a beat
My mind is blank
My eyes just blink

I can’t think to seem straight
No, I can’t think
I’m overcome by the heat
Without a shadow
Left to retreat
My mind is blank
I need a drink
I can’t think to seem straight
No, I can’t think
Without an object to defeat
 I can’t sleep
And I can’t eat
My mind is blank
I start to shrink
I can’t think to seem straight
No, I can’t think.

Lyndon Queripel

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A New Translation Of Love - Lyndon Queripel

I know inside my heart
Life’s too short to be apart
That together we could start
A revelation, a celebration
A new translation of love

I hear inside my head
All the words I should’ve said
All the words you could’ve read
A dedication, a communication
A new translation of love.

Lyndon Queripel


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Water Under The Bridge - Lyndon Queripel

It’s all water under the bridge
And clouds across the sky
Where time just seems to fly

It’s all water under the bridge
Just listen for a sigh
As dreams begin to die

It’s all water under the bridge
There’s no point to deny
The years have passed you by

It’s all water under the bridge
There’s a shadow in your eye
With no tears left to dry

It’s all water under the bridge
Of a river running dry
While winds just whisper why.

Lyndon Queripel


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The Earth Of Your Birth Is Now The Breath Of Your Death - Lyndon Queripel

There’s another rise in temperature
More damage to the ozone layer
Through ignorance and neglect
Now we have the greenhouse effect
In concrete jungles of steel and glass
Electric fences that none shall pass
Go unheard the words being said
By the voices of the underfed

We don’t hunger for your nuclear power
Under the shadow of the atomic bomb
There’s more acid rain with every shower
With a forecast of more to come

It’s in the name of progress to sacrifice
But why do the innocent have to pay the price
On the final frontier of unwritten law
New secret weapons for the planet war
Orbit the Moon and race in space
Another star for the flag to chase
While satellites explore the universe
The homeless situation gets worse

Now our streams and rivers are turning sour 
Save the trees while there are still some
There’s more pollution with every hour
You’d better take it back where it came from

We’ve protested your latest regulation
Ignored all of your misinformation
Even turned our hands to revolution
To find that it held no solution
Now the evil virus of your creation
Reaches out to touch every nation
To control the global population
And mandate a toxic vaccination

Our human rights have been denied
Living under this agenda of fascist fear
Planned to overrule and to divide 
Your New World Order is ever near

Lyndon Queripel

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Deadline - Lyndon Queripel

With the cost of living
And the price of dying
It’s no wonder at all
To the Lord I pray
That I can afford to pay
For my own funeral.

Lyndon Queripel

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Something Changed - Lyndon Queripel

Something changed
I don’t know why
I don’t know where or when
Something changed
I don’t know how
But it was different then

Something changed
I don’t know what
But I know it’s true
Something changed
It’s not the same
Was it me or was it you ?

Lyndon Queripel

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Lost Paradise - Lyndon Queripel

The vandal of the scandal
The villain of the piece
Flying off the handle
With friends and enemies
From pillar to post
And light to shade
The ghost that hurts most
Is the one that’s betrayed
By a kiss, a broken promise
Denied, tried and finally died
Like a lamb, a sacrifice
The price of lost paradise.

Lyndon Queripel

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A Little Knowledge Is A Dangerous Thing - Lyndon Queripel

Do you know where we are
Can you count every star
With your naked eye
Do you know the way to go
Can you stop the acid rain
Falling from the red sky
Do you know if it’s a dream
A white vision of light
Or a flight of fantasy
Do you know the key
Is this life a mystery
A soul dance with destiny.

Lyndon Queripel

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Immortality Is Overrated - Lyndon Queripel

I tried to write a poem
About how I’d like to be remembered
Well believe me I tried
But all I could think of was
I’d like to be remembered as
The man who never died
But there again you see
Who would remember me
If I just lived on
And you and everyone
That I knew too
Would all be gone ?

Lyndon Queripel

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Cell By Date - Lyndon Queripel

There was a strange fellow called Queripel
Whose driving was really so terrible
When a police car gave chase
He thought it was a race
Now he’s driving up the walls of a prison cell.

Lyndon Queripel


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Parade - Lyndon Queripel

Who rained on your parade
And stole the thunder
From under your feet
Who took the wind
Out of your sails
Breaking the heart of your beat
It wasn’t me was it ?

Lyndon Queripel

Soldier Of Fortune - Lyndon Queripel

He was a soldier of fortune
In the year of our Lord
When he discovered the pen
Was mightier than the sword 

He was a soldier of fortune
In the army of the Word
Where everything that’s said
Has been over heard

He was a soldier of fortune
In the World of the Third
Where training will be given
But experience is preferred.

Lyndon Queripel
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The Last Days Of Freedom - Lyndon Queripel

The rules are taught in schools of thought
Signed and designed to read the mind
Ultra sonic sound, new programmes found
And frequencies bent from past to present

Are these the last days of freedom
Before we see the dark conspiracy
Are these the last rays of light
Before they disappear into the atmosphere

Now’s the time to block the future shock
Not to be slave to the deadly microwave
And surrounded by a fog of electro smog
As toxic clouds pass by the eye in the sky

Are these the last days of freedom
Before we are to be denied the key
Are these the last rays of hope
Before we’re all seen on the global screen

Voices overheard,  recording every word
And needle points begin to pierce the skin
Taking over control of your heart and soul
A number in the queue for the zombie zoo

Are these the last days of freedom
Before we dare the bare truth to share
Are these the last rays of love
Before we all draw near to a life of fear?

Lyndon Queripel

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Transcend - Lyndon Queripel

Time seemed to stand still
It just came to a stop
In the golden silence
You could hear a pin drop

Time seemed to stand still
Just like the future past
Leaving dreams in shadow
That reality had cast

Time seemed to stand still
On reaching the end
Of the wilderness years
Waiting to transcend

Lyndon Queripel

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I Am Not A Robot - Lyndon Queripel

My hand’s been overplayed
My mind’s been X rayed
And it only drew a blank
With all my dreams expired
And my circuits rewired
I can now see in the dark
Lost in the starless night
I just fused a red light
Under planet waves I sank
Will I ever be the same
I can’t even sign my name
So I’ll have to leave a mark.

Lyndon Queripel

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Second Hand Blues - Lyndon Queripel

They say that the white man
Just can’t sing the blues
But I’ve got a hole in my pocket
And a hole down in my shoes

Do you judge a book by its cover
Or need to read between the lines
Been double-crossed by your lost lover
Before your heart could see the signs?

It depends on where you heard it
And how you translate fake news
It depends on how you word it
And the language that you use

They say the black man’s burden
Is what the blues is for
But there’s a law for the rich
And another for the poor

Some of our best friends are coloured
They’re easy to recognise
They’ve got the truth in their soul
And it’s reflected in their eyes

Lyndon Queripel

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You Can’t Pin That Rap On Me - Lyndon Queripel

You can’t pin that rap on me
I wasn’t even there
You can’t pin that rap on me
Don’t you even dare
I’m innocent don’t you see
Until I’m proved guilty
You can’t pin that rap on me
You’d better set me free

If you choose you can accuse
But I’ll defend until the end
I can answer all your questions
You’ll get no false confessions

I’m not stealing time for petty crime
Or jumping bail from your jail
Independent witness on my side
The evidence can’t be denied

You can’t pin that rap on me
I’m telling you the truth
You can’t pin that rap on me
Without a motive or some proof
Before you even try
Just check my alibi
You can’t pin that rap on me
You know it’s just a lie

There’s one law for the poor
Make a switch now for the rich
Equality for colour and creed
That’s the justice we all need

I won’t change my plea to insanity
Facts to face you’ve lost your case
With the prosecution that you’ve got
You won’t be judged if you judge not

Lyndon Queripel