From b473a639880b05c2cfda030979a4abc4bf7f2e29 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: St33v Date: Thu, 29 Jan 2026 15:10:51 +1100 Subject: flatten artists, i.e. remove un-needed st33vRecords/ dir --- .../eli/message/sun/lyrics-copystrikeSun.txt | 50 ---------------------- 1 file changed, 50 deletions(-) delete mode 100644 st33vRecords/eli/message/sun/lyrics-copystrikeSun.txt (limited to 'st33vRecords/eli/message/sun/lyrics-copystrikeSun.txt') diff --git a/st33vRecords/eli/message/sun/lyrics-copystrikeSun.txt b/st33vRecords/eli/message/sun/lyrics-copystrikeSun.txt deleted file mode 100644 index 7164a93..0000000 --- a/st33vRecords/eli/message/sun/lyrics-copystrikeSun.txt +++ /dev/null @@ -1,50 +0,0 @@ -[VERSE 1 – bright, earnest, strummy guitar] -I’d like to share a little tune -With everyone around -A melody that drifts like wind -No owner to be found - -[VERSE 2 – gentle choir joins, smiling like a marketing department] -I’d like to hum a simple line -That everybody knows -A song that lived before the laws -And every time it grows - -[CHORUS – full advertising-choir sincerity, arms open on a hillside] -You can’t copystrike the sun -Or trademark every star -You can’t put fences ’round the sky -To tell us where we are - -You can’t copyright the rain -Or patent falling snow -But you wanna lock music in a vault -To sell it back for more - -[VERSE 3 – a single child’s voice, devastatingly pure] -I’d like to teach the world to sing without a licence key -A chorus made of breath and time -Completely Dee R. Em - free - -[BRIDGE – soft key change, wholesome as freshly baked ideology] -Let’s take the locks off every mind -And open every ear -A song that wants to wander -Should be something we revere - -[CHORUS – triumphantly naïve, like peace-through-beverage] -You can’t copystrike the sun -Or watermark the dawn -You can’t tell forests who can hear -The sparrows’ morning song - -You can’t own culture’s spark -Or rent out wonder’s flame -And you can’t sue inspiration -Just for whispering your name - -[OUTRO – gentle children’s chorus over swelling strings] -So let the music move -Wherever hearts are spun -For nobody can claim the light -You can’t copystrike the sun \ No newline at end of file -- cgit v1.3