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Here you'll find lyrics and some videos for Paul Korda's latest album "Seeds" and below that lyrics to "Not for Robots" with links to a page for each song and samples.
Here are the lyrics and samples to songs that are included on the "SEEDS" CD, along with four videos. "The Language of Love" and ''Underhanded" began the album with solo artist and Roxy Music guitarist Chris Spedding .

Filmed on the wild Big Island of Hawaii, "Return to Innocence' from Paul Korda's "Seeds" CD, features the art of creativity that can lead society back from mindless consumption and the edge of extinction, to a world of the simple pleasures of nature and art.

Return to Innocence
Words and Music by Paul Korda
© Paul Korda Music
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I've been to places so mean; you'd have to stoop low
Where normal people don't dare to go,
But I was trying to understand, why some can get so underhand.
From the girls who are easy, when they've been paid,
To a man that controls everyone, then becomes a slave.
I could see the difference between joy and pain
I see what's needed is a return to innocence.

And your inner voice calls, come in from the rain,
You've been through it before, so why do it again,
Love has its way of helping things change
So be where it's warm, return to innocence

So I breathed real deep, and I sang real loud,
I wanted to see beyond my clouds
To the place that seemed unsafe to go
Beyond those things that make me think I know

And your inner voice calls, come in from the rain,
You�ve been through it before, so why do it again,
Love has its way of helping things change
So be where it's warm, return to innocence

Return to Innocence

I've seen the wonders of the world,
But none so wonderful as you being my girl,
For what I've been through was so intense
And finding you I found my innocence

And your inner voice calls, come in from the rain,
You've been through it before, so why do it again,
Love has its way of helping things change
So be where it's warm, return to innocence

From Paul Korda's new CD "Seeds", another underblown production that shows that with a great song the music lives in your soul first and the video second! The main reason for the songs being is the uniting power of Love, that lives in the creativity of all people, no matter what background or country they are from. Creative artists swear by it being the fuel of all great creations, as this is.

The Language of Love
(Paul Korda)
© Paul Korda Music

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I'd returned to last night, though today is bright
I see your face in the light of a candle burning
The sparkle in your eyes, your expressing surprise
and wonder in all that you're learning

Your gentle touch excited me so much
In a language that covers every meaning
It says everything, you're not thinking of
The Language of Love has every feeling

The Language of Love needs no because
It doesn't take much to show your feeling
The Language of Love puts music in your blood
There's always enough with the Language of Love

I guess words can be swell, for so many I fell,
But your actions I can't help but notice
It's like The Dock of the Bay, sung the emotional way
Your nature is as good as Otis

The Language of Love needs no because
It doesn't take much to show your feeling
The Language of Love puts music in your blood
There's always enough with the Language of Love

I want to be your friend, and on you depend
Close to me, lovingly
So the future will never end

The Language of Love, needs no because....

Paul Korda's "CO2" written and recorded and the video posted in four days, was prompted by the Russian invasion, nuclear threats to Poland, and the build up in the Gulf.
The song questions if carbon dioxide from global warming is affecting our brains, considering the volatility of international confrontations, and the potential for nuclear war.

The public domain footage gathered here, is a reminder of the past insanity, that led to nuclear weapons production, and by no means reflects the current mentality of the people or leaders in present times, though the seriousness of any military confrontation should never go unquestioned.

CO2
(Paul Korda)
© Paul Korda Music
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As time grows late, Olympians focus the world's attention
As Russia invades and NATO sets up a naval blockade.
Control by a few, who rule the world's population
Who decides if you will face their weapons of mass manipulation

All we have gained for the sake of civilization
Could be in vain should gasoline mean our annihilation
Has the world gone insane?
Has CO2 affected our brains?

In these extremes, conspiracies breed like wildfires burning
Who sows these seeds that prey upon our need for learning
That lead to grief, through national, racial and religious deceptions
That harms our need, to get along and live in peace.

As robots arrange, we become afraid of our own decisions
Our lives enslaved to the price at the pump and nuclear fission.
Has the world gone insane?
Has CO2 affected our brains?

On the brink of war, what for?
No-one knows or really cares
So drink up your beer, have no fear
If there"s no future, we'll get out of here.

Stay calm my child, ignore all the adult complication
You'll realize that they are venting their frustrations
They can't decide how to control the oncoming dangers
Because their lives are being run by total strangers

All we have gained for the sake of civilization
Could be in vain should gasoline mean our annihilation
Has the world gone insane?
Has CO2 affected our brains?

I Wait for You
(Paul Korda)
© Paul Korda Music
Not to be reproduced without author's permission

Complication by World decree
To maintain an old hierarchy,
Distractions help us forget to see our Nature.
As bombs rain down around a child
What feelings can be reconciled,
When everything worthwhile
Subject to capture.

I have no control
You direct my soul
Wisdom I get from you
Love's the only truth.

So I wait for you
The vision you lead me to
The reason you made me for
Decision is really yours.

The talk's about democracy
While the sea's filled with mercury,
Will it be hard to breathe in the future.
When the infinite becomes too full
A swollen lake turns to a pool
A throne becomes a stool
The Unseen Factor

I have no control
You direct my soul
Wisdom I get from you
Love's the only Truth

So I wait for you
The vision you lead me to
The reason you made me for
Decision is really yours.

Beyond Your Wildest Dreams
(Paul Korda)
© Paul Korda Music
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You wonder how you can keep going
The cost is rising for you to keep growing
The future is beyond your knowing
You're being carried by the wind

Like money, value's deprecated
Self worth's being underinflated
It's cheapened by being overstated
Like a girl who bares everything

Then a call comes from beyond your wildest dreams
Makes you realize nothing's what it seems
The mechanisms of your soul, screams lose all control
And let yourself be guided from beyond your wildest dreams.

You want instant gratification
To relieve your deep frustration
You let all your impatience
Draw the gun upon yourself.

If you'd grown through education
You'd know it's not the money or station
It's what you've learned through situation
That's the only wealth.

Underhanded
   (Paul Korda)
   © Paul Korda Music
                                                         Not to be reproduced without author's permission

I know you can be extreme, subtly controlling others dreams
You let them think you are their friend, while you make them on you depend
Underhanded

Wounded, but I am still standing
I wonder when you'll stop being underhanded
All you ever do is take, whatever I create
Then make me your excuse,
To say you're right to abuse
Underhanded

I really wish you well,
You live in your private hell
I wish you would come alive
From being locked up inside
It made you underhanded

Wounded, but I am still standing,
I wonder when you'll stop being underhanded
All you ever did was fake
Like a cheap trick on the make
Now nothing for you's complete
Until you have yourself the victory
Underhanded, underhanded

Wounded, but I am still standing
I wonder when you'll stop being underhanded.......

If I would know and only sow
The seeds of situation that only grow
Of no decay, overstated ways
And expression is as clear as day.

For Love to free all the hate
And time would mean never being late
And purpose would be being kind
So we all could share our minds

To place in trust for us to care,
Not held hostage or living in fear
If I would know and only sow
Seeds of situation that only grow

The seeds of situation
Born from the seeds of situation
From the seeds of situation

If I was a river that only flows
Finding places I'm meant to go
Giving life through H20
To the seeds that want to grow

What could be more simpler than
Until the coming of the rains
And my banks I overflow
And someone drowns in my undertow

From the seeds of situation
Born from the seeds of situation
From the seeds of situation

As you face the great unknown
From a life that runs on your home loan
A routine that the bills are paid
As long as things stay just the same

Yet deep beneath the passageway
Your thought sees the light of day
An echo of your inner ways
The seeds of situation play

The seeds of situation
Born from the seeds of situation
The seeds of situation........

Worldwide Attention
(Paul Korda)
© Paul Korda Music
Not to be reproduced without author's permission

On the internet, he gets attention to himself
She wears a push up, low cut and a garter belt.
They're screenplay writers who want to share the wealth
They're a corporation, who says it cares for your health.

They all want worldwide attention
They say "look at me, we can be bigger than ourselves".
It's all worldwide attention
To fill your mind' take your time
Make you think there's no-one else.

That age old need for love and attention
Where will it lead if everyone wants worldwide attention.

He's a president who tells you up is really down
So you forget to remember who is the clown
The taller the story the more time you give
For worldwide attention they all want to live

They all want worldwide attention
They say "look at me, we can be bigger than ourselves".
It's all worldwide attention
To fill your mind' take your time
Make you think there's no-one else.

That age old need for love and affection
Where will it lead if everyone wants worldwide attention.

Chris Spedding played on the first album Paul Korda recorded entitled "Passing Stranger'' .

     Here is Chris Spedding recording for the "Seeds" album.
         Outside of Chris' solo career, he plays guitar for Roxy Music.
Check out Kimberly J. Bright's biographical book about Chris Spedding entitled "Reluctant Guitar Hero" .

Chris Spedding plays on "The Language of Love" and Underhanded".
Alan J. Kroll plays saxophone on the CD.
Matt Beal plays guitar on "I Wait for You"
Jeremy Upton plays guitar on "Beyond Your Wildest Dreams"

Here are the lyrics to "Not for Robots"

"TURN UP THE GAIN"
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"FANTASY"
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"DREAMING AWAKE"
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"TEMPORARY"
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"CHILD FREE OF REASON"
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"DOWN AT THE DIVE"
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"MANHATTAN"
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"COMING TO"
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"PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN"
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"YOU LIVE ON"
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