Where

Where are you
When I need someone to talk to
Where are you
When I need someone to dance with

Far away, is where
Oblivious and without care
Or near, a stone's throw away
Doing your thing, having a great day

I'm here, still
Hoping, longing, almost ill
Wishing, wanting
Wondering where you are

Sound of freedom

Now here it is
It comes a time when everyone [..] need a little relaxation, you know
Run it
Listen this tune ya, listen this (And so it's said)
Another Bob Sinclair track, and Gary Pine
With a man called Cutee B and Dollarman (Yes man!)
You got to believe

Everybody's free (got to be free now)
To feel good (Sing it) (got to feel good about you girl)
Everybody's free (Rastaman whoa yeah) (got to be, got to be, got to be free)
(Squeeze) This is the sound of freedom

Time to get down the dancefloor
Come on let yourself go
Sweat 'til you can't sweat no more
Oh girl if you reach i'll give you [..]
When I go down them to the floor
DJ! Gimme some more
Tonight me comfy [..] I'm not leaving till the party is done

Everybody's free (everybody's got to be free yeah)
To feel good (did you hear that) (this is the sound of freedom)
Everybody's free (everybody's got to be free yeah)
To feel good [..] (this is the sound of freedom)

Jump up girl, move your body to the left
Jump up, move your body to the right
Nobody can stop you tonight
No gall no sweet like you tonight
Every man have their eyes on you
Gall your coming home with me tonight, right ?
You better believe about that
Dollarman will do you right

Everybody's free (everybody's got to be free yeah)
To feel good (did you hear that) (this is the sound of freedom)
Everybody's free ([..] songs of freedom) (everybody's got to be free yeah)
To feel Good (feel free) (this is the sound of freedom)

Everybody's free (everybody's got to be free yeah)
To feel good [..] (this is the sound of freedom) (sounds of freedom)
Everybody's free (everybody's got to be free yeah)
(This is the sound of freedom)

Don't care what people say
Free yourself, let yourself go
Sweet music is playin'
Free yourself, let yourself go
Release that stress
Free yourself, let yourself go
Yeah, listen up people
Everybody gotta be, be yourself, be yourself now
You got to live your live free, (sure!) yeah!
Don't worry 'bout a thing, just be yourself, y'all
Everybody's got to be free

Everybody's free (Everybody's got to be free yeah)
To feel Good (This is the sound of freedom)(Sounds of freedom)
Everybody's free (Everybody's got to be free yeah) (Come on)
(This is the sound of freedom)

Everybody's free (everybody's got to be free yeah)
To feel Good (this is the sound of freedom) (sounds of freedom)
Everybody's free (everybody's got to be free yeah) (come on)
(this is the sound of freedom)

- Bob Sinclair

Be mine

Was the first poem I wrote. First that I still remember anyway. First that I really put my back into. First that I wrote to some unknown someone. First for a valentine. Sure, it was high school, and mandatory, and we had no clue who the letter would go to. Haven't quite done anything like that since. Made some attempts at rhyming sentences, but no valentine. I don't do valentines, but I'll do some more anonymous poetry.