Bardic Dharma Lyrics

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Bardic Dharma Lyrics

Metta

May all beings be happy

May all beings be free

May all beings be healthy

May all beings be at peace

Be at peace (X5)

May you be happy

May you be free

May you be healthy

May you be at peace

Be at peace (X5)

May all beings be happy

May all beings be free

May all beings be healthy

May all beings be at peace

May I be happy

May I be free

May I be healthy

May I be at peace

Be at peace (X5)

May all beings be happy

May all beings be free

May all beings be healthy

May all beings be at peace (X2)

The Well Gone One

What is life? What is change?

What is sickness? What is death?

I relinquish my worldly life

Born a prince, but not a prince I’ll die

I set out at twenty nine

Looking for answers, oh the answers of life

Life was hard as a mendicant

But I learned a lot as an ascetic

But hey, life was hard, and extreme

Self-mortification, and nothing to eat

I almost died, as we all do

But a blessed woman, she brought me food

How could I reach any sort of goal

If I didn’t eat from my bowl

Under that tree

I vowed to sit

Until I found the key

To Enlightenment

Thus I sat, and thus I sought

But the armies of Mara, how they fought

Oh how they fought, how they fought

Oh Mara, send me your daughters and monsters,

Seduce me, reduce me to a mess

Oh Mara, send me delusion, confusion

Make me doubt, send your very best

I shall remain here, in deep meditation

Untangling the truth, realizing cessation

You question my attainment, “Oh who will be your witness?”

I touch the ground, the Earth my witness

I touch the ground, the Earth my witness

(spoken outro)

Through many a birth I have wandered in samsara in vain

In search, but never finding, the builder of this house

To be born again and again is indeed suffering!

Oh house builder, you are seen! You shall not build this house again.

Your rafters are broken, your ridgepole shattered,

The mind has attained the Unconditioned

Goldilocks Was a Buddha

Goldilocks was a Buddha

She practiced the Middle Way

Not too hot and not too cold

Was the name of her game

Name of her game

An empty house, an empty mind

Oh, Goldilocks had a choice

One bowl would burn her up

The other would numb her mind

Oh, the other would numb her mind

“Why should I starve myself?

But why should I always feast?

It does no good to feed off of

Negative energies

Negative energies.”

An empty bed, a tired mind

Goldilocks had to choose

A bed so hard it would break her back

Or a bed too soft and loose

Which one would she choose?

“A bed of great luxury

Only feeds my greed

But a bed of needles would prick my heart

And leave me in defeat

Leave me in defeat.”

There must be a better way

A better way to live my life

Not too hot and not too cold

Not too dark and not too light

Something just right

Oh you can’t play that guitar

If the string’s strung too tight

It might snap and whack your hand

And that’s just not right

And you can’t play that guitar

If the string’s strung too loose

No sound it’ll make, no song you will play

Gotta keep it in tune

Gotta keep it in tune

Goldilocks was a Buddha

She practiced the Middle Way

Not too hot and not too cold

Was the name of her game

Was the name of her game

Cumulus Drifting

I am like a cloud

Flying high in the clear blue sky

I am like a cloud

Flying high in the clear blue sky

I am like a cloud

Flying high in the clear blue sky

I am like a cloud

Just a cumulus drifting in the clear blue skies

I am unattached

To all the worries of all my life

I am unattached

To all the worries of all my life

I am unattached

To all the worries of all my life

I am unattached

Just a cumulus drifting in the clear blue skies

(Ooooooooooooh)

I am like a mountain

Unaffected by all the winds

I am like a mountain

Unaffected by all the winds

I am like a mountain

Unaffected by all the winds

I am like a mountain

Like a cumulus drifting upon the winds

Hot Coals

He said she said they said

Something mean about me

Now I’m way more angry

Than I oughtta be

The passion burns inside me

A craving for revenge

But history will show ya

It never works in the end

Cuz anger’s just like a hot coal

That you just wanna throw

Oh, no matter where it lands

You end up burning your hands

(X2)

Anger gets to all of us

Sometimes we want to make a fuss

We go off like an unaimed rocket

An out of control electrical socket

Whoa-oh, I’m not saying anger is bad

It’s only when we start to react

So, hold anger at arm’s length

And see the pain that it creates

Cuz anger’s just like a hot coal

That you just wanna throw

Oh, no matter where it lands

You end up burning your hands

(X2)

Keep your seat, that’s all you’ve gotta do

Be there for the anger rising up in you

You don’t gotta bottle it up, but don’t let it erupt

See it for what it truly is, and no matter what happens, sit with it

Cuz anger’s just like a hot coal

That you just wanna throw

Oh, no matter where it lands

You end up burning your hands

(X2)

Cuz anger’s just like a hot coal

That you just wanna throw

Oh, no matter where it lands

You end up burning your hands

(X2)

You Are Enough

Your fist has been clenching

For far too long

It’s long turned white and holding tight

Because you have to feel strong

If only you loosen

Feel the blood rush back in

Open our palm to the sky

Discover what was hid

(chorus)

You are enough

You’re all that you need

When you feel there’s something missing

It’s just underneath

All that you cling to

All you don’t need

Learn to let go of

Anger, fear, and greed

It’s been there from the start

It’s been there the whole time

Like a treasure under rags

Unable to shine

It’s time to uncover

And to pull the rags back

Perfection is within you

Not in what you lack

chorus

It’s your basic goodness

Your original face

Your Buddha Nature

Nothing else to seek

Right here in the present moment

In this very place

It’s your true nature

Go ahead, take a peek

chorus

Be Kind, Be Gentle, Give, Be True

In the face of the angry, shine with loving-kindness

In the face of the harsh, be gentle

In the face of the greedy, share with them generosity

In the face of the false, be true

Clouds in Every Flower

The green grass

Contrasts the pastel hues

Of all of the flowers

In their Springtime bloom

The blue sky

Caresses the clouds as they sail

And I can’t help but wonder

At the beauty of it all

Is the cloud in the rain as it falls?

Is it in the flowers that bloom?

When you look at mountains so tall,

Do you feel fragile?

Does it all unravel?

Is the cloud in you?

There is consequence

To every thought and intention

Every dream ever dreamt

Each one of man’s inventions

But there is love to give

A heart in every song

Enough to combat the ill will

And hate in every bomb

Is the cloud in the rain as it falls?

Is it in the flowers that bloom?

When you look at mountains so tall,

Do you feel fragile?

Does it all unravel?

Is the cloud in you?

What do we do

With all that hate?

Do they think their mushroom clouds

Will deliver healing rain?

But their rain

can’t give rise to flowers

No bouquet of condolences,

In their darkest hours

Is the cloud in the rain as it falls?

Is it in the flowers that bloom?

When you look at mountains so tall,

Do you feel fragile?

Does it all unravel?

Is the cloud in you?

I Am Awake

I went a walking the other day

Just like I do

I met a strange individual

I asked him who are you?

He shone with the brilliance

Of a million suns

His peaceful gaze full of wisdom

There was no way he could be a mortal man, I thought

So I asked him then what are you?

Are you some sort of god?

He smiled then and he told me no

Though he’d heard that one a lot

I asked him then “well are you a wizard,

With powerful abilities?”

He smiled then and he told me no

Though he could clearly see

I asked him then “well are you man?

You look just like I do.”

He smiled at me and he told me no

I asked him what are you?

He said:

I am awake

I am awake

I am awake

He told me how he had sat

Underneath that tree

For a day, for a night

Til he could clearly see

He told me how he had learned

To break free from the chains

That bind us all to our lives

The chains of Ignorance, Greed, and Hate

I asked him then how I could

Achieve such clarity

Oh, ’tis a simple task

But one of great difficulty

He said, “Do no harm onto yourself

Or any other being

Do only good for the world

Subdue your mind thoroughly.”

He said:

I am awake

I am awake

I am awake

To the suffering of the world

I am awake

I am awake

I am awake

Free from the attachments I used hold

I went a walking the other day

Just like I do

To sit underneath that Bodhi tree

For my mind to subdue

Only Love

You can make martyrs of us

But we won’t stop now

We shall not

Let hate win

We will march through the clouds

Of tear gas and vitriol

We find solace

In the progressing winds

That bring with it a song

So sweet and so true

Can you hear

The song on the wind?

A song transcending time

An ancient truth

That screams out loud

Love always wins

There are those

who’ve been to the mountaintop

And seen the land

Of the Promised Truth

And there are those, the jealous ones

Who, fearful and full of hate

Will tremble at the sight

Of the coming truth

They’ve struck us down

With thunderbolts

To try to silence

The song on the wind

But just like the mountaintop

We shall not be moved

We will see

Love always wins

They will sing their songs

Of oppression and hate

A feeble attempt

At drowning us out

But we shall overcome

They shall grow weary

And they will succumb

To the power of our love

And the winds will come

A howling gale

Feeding the fires

Fanning the flames

And together we will roar

A burning sun

Driving the darkness

Away

Darkness cannot

Drive out Darkness

Only Light

Can do that

Hate cannot

Drive out hate

Only love

Can do that

Angulimala

Angulimala was a murderer

Who hung the fingers from his neck

The fingers of his victims, yeah

You never know who’s next

Born as the Harmless One he never sinned

But jealousy rots, and rumors flew

Lies spread like wild fire to his teacher

Who knew just what to do

You see, the harmless one was the best of pupils

But his peers found him insufferable

They spread the lies that he’d slept with the wife

Of their great teacher, their guru

His teacher instructed the Harmless One

To deliver him a final gift

Of one thousand fingers, each one a life

Only this his teachings would complete

Such a road could prove to be fatal

For the seeker of one thousand digits

But the guru was well aware

And thought death a good consequence

And the Harmless One, none the wiser

Did as his master demanded so bold

Anything to please his teacher

He’d do anything he was told

He killed and thieved his life away

The fingers hanging from his collar

Hunting that most precious gift

That’s how he gained the name Angulimala

Nine hundred ninety nine, oh they came

And all he had left was one more prize

He spied his last long awaited target

Twas his own mother he realized.

Sword unleashed, oh wild eyes

He charged his target furiously

When out stepped a beggar robed all in rags

The Buddha smiled curiously

He focused now on the Buddha now

Such a noble, willing victim

A fitting way to end his tirade

No better target if he had picked ‘im.

He ran and he ran and the Buddha moseyed

No matter how fast Angulimala ran

He never seemed to catch the pace

Of the old Enlightened One

Bewildered, Angulimala panted

“Oh I can’t catch you, please wait stop!”

The Buddha turned and said “I have stopped,

“It is you who have not.”

He explained when Angulimala halted

He said, “I have stopped all killing and harm.”

It is you who have yet to cease what you are doing

Tearing those fingers from their arms.”

He threw down his weapons and fell to his knees

“I relinquish my quest,” Angulimala spoke

He became a monk right then and there

Devoted to letting go.

People change, even the most extreme

Violence, desires, and defilement

It just goes to show that anyone can

Find Enlightenment

Angulimala was a murderer

Who saw the error of his ways

No longer a slave to violence

He walked the middle way

Vajrasattva Mantra

Om Vajrasattva Hum

Change

The tick of the clock, the burning of fire

The great expanse of space

All share the same fate of falling apart

All share the same fate of change

Just as the seasons turn summer to fall

Just as the night into day

Try as you might you can’t hold nothing at all

Try as you might it’s called change

Born out of dust, we’re already running

Through blinding fear and pain

Birth and sickness, old age and death

All in the name of change

Just as the seasons turn summer to fall

Just as the night into day

Try as you might you can’t hold nothing at all

Try as you might it’s called change

The things we hold dear, the loves of our lives

They are not in vain

Things are not things, only conditions entangled

The only thing constant is change

Now is the time, relinquish the grasping

The wanting, the fear, the pain

Open yourself to the present moment

Open yourself to change

Just as the seasons turn summer to fall

Just as the night into day

Try as you might you can’t hold nothing at all

Try as you might it’s called change

Lend a Hand

We live each day with each other

All our sisters and all our brothers

We act like no one’s there

We act like oh we don’t care

But do we really?

Lend a hand

To every creature

Of every land

And every feature

Lend a hand, yes lend a hand

We are the teachers

We live each day, just trying our best

But sometimes we face unrest

They might try to force our cards

Sometimes it just gets too hard

Can anyone hear them?

Lend a hand

To every creature

Of every land

And every feature

Lend a hand, yes lend a hand

We are the teachers

Lend a hand

When we can’t stand tall

Lend a hand

When we start to fall

Lend a hand, yes lend a hand

For the good of us all

Injustice will break our hearts

And sometimes we will fall apart

But we have the choice to make

To lend a hand and to make a change

Lend a hand

To every creature

Of every land

And every feature

Lend a hand, yes lend a hand

We are the teachers

Lend a hand

When we can’t stand tall

Lend a hand

When we start to fall

Lend a hand, yes lend a hand

For the good of us all

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