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Openhearted

by Priya Parrotta

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1.
I knew nothing but the shallows before I met the Beast Knew not that in the darkest shadows The sun still rises in the East Come out of the darkness and look me in the eyes and know that I too fear the shadows that we disguise and can we call this an enchantment when it seems to bring no light? and would we call it magic if we see glimmers in the night? and as I watched the petals fall I remembered life in color and I found it impossible to think that I would ever love another and can we call this an enchantment when it seems to bring no light? and would we call it magic if we see glimmers in the night? but then I realized the Beast isn’t who I was that it really was the world, you see that had forgotten how to love and can we call this an enchantment when it seems to bring no light? and would we call it magic if we see glimmers in the night?
2.
Dandelions 03:40
I've heard that change is in the past That protests no longer last I've heard them wish for what was before As if love and peace are no more And we recall the fights for change To challenge the rules of the game They tell me that while the road was long There was always time for a protest song And now we rise, a new generation Searching to heal new abominations Searching, too, for a new song And we hope that you will sing along And we recall the fights for change To challenge the rules of the game They tell me that while the road was long There was always time for a protest song
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Starstruck 04:14
The stage is set, my turn to shine The show is on, a grand design I know they've been waiting for this day But I just want to walk away When I stand up on stage This special song drifts away Can it be real and can it be free While everyone is looking at me? These days I sing to the mystery... Let's return to what feels true The invisible threads connecting me and you The mystery that is art A cosmic symphony, a quiet start The big stage and the bright lights While all the while in the night Shine down a million stars Come, let's find out who we are Let's return to what feels true The invisible threads connecting me and you The mystery that is art A cosmic symphony, a quiet start
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Sister 03:04
Gentle and kind With large, calm and loving eyes She cries out that it hurts To be our dinner and dessert Please don't make her cry Please don't scoff and cast her aside Let the cages turn to rust Let us give her cause to trust Let her care for those she loves most While we eat some almonds and oats Brave and sweet How can we hurt her for milk and meat? What did she ever do wrong? Why don't we hear her song? Let the cages turn to rust Let us give her cause to trust Let her care for those she loves most While we eat some almonds and oats
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Highlands 02:59
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A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth, Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth Of noble natures, of the gloomy days, Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkened ways Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon For simple sheep; and such are daffodils With the green world they live in; and clear rills That for themselves a cooling covert make 'Gainst the hot season; the mid forest brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms: And such too is the grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead; An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.
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Placid Court 03:50
Tangerine and golden light Mist emerging from the night Bright chirps of brilliant birds A place and a presence beyond words Meet me here outside my door As we have so many times before Take my hand, and let us stroll Walk with me, here and whole Let us borrow the day Let our thoughts and feelings stray As we walk down these sun-soaked streets Life, let us meet This is a place many feel they can buy But we’d like to see them try Beneath our steps the Earth beats No one can truly own these streets Let us borrow the day Let our thoughts and feelings stray As we walk down these sun-soaked streets Life, let us meet

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Openhearted (adj.) - expressing or displaying one's warm and kindly feelings without concealment.

"Have you ever heard how the sigh of a broken heart touches the Beloved?" (Rumi)

This album is dedicated to the sensitivity, warmth and kindness within us all, which we tend to cast aside and dismiss as unnecessary or inconvenient. It is dedicated, too, to the world I hope we will one day live in: a world which heeds the gentlest voices, giving them the space and opportunity to reveal the brightest horizons within us, and among us.

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released July 4, 2023

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All music, lyrics and production by Priya Parrotta *

* Except for the lyrics of "A Thing of Beauty" (from "Endymion," by John Keats)

Recorded in Bennington, Vermont

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Priya Parrotta Washington, D.C.

Priya is an author, singer, songwriter, composer, producer, and activist dedicated to peace and healing across borders. Her music celebrates the Earth, the skies, and the journeys of our hearts. She is a multicultural, world citizen with close connections to the Mediterranean, South Asia & the Americas. Priya was one of 50 musicians nationwide to be nominated for the 2022 US Artists Fellowship. ... more

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