Paul Korda's Writing Here are the lyrics and samples to songs that are included
on
the new "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.
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.
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.
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?
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.
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.
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.
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.......
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"