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July Playlist

The July Playlist

It’s a time of warmth and wide horizons.
As if the earth itself exhales and says,
“Now is the moment to shine.
Now is the season to rise and move boldly.”


Peter Link and Jenny Burton
– Trees Are Falling

  • Title: Trees Are Falling
  • Artist: Jenny Burton, Peter Link
  • Composer: Peter Link
  • Lyricist: Peter Link
  • Duration:
    04:43
  • Lyrics:

    Trees Are Falling

    Music and Lyrics by Peter Link
    Title: Jenny Burton

    1

    Trees
    Use ta be six trillion
    Trees
    Now there are three trillion
    An’ the man just laughs
    An’ cuts another one down
    Trees
    Trees are fallin’
    Quicker than a man can grow more
    There are more trees than people on this planet
    In fact, it all adds up to roughly
    Four hundred twenty-two trees
    For every person alive
    We humans are eclipsed (outnumbered)
    We call this Earth our world when really
    It belongs to the trees
    And now they’re all fighting for …
    Their lives
    Trees
    Trees are falling
    Ripping loose their roots
    From this tired old ground

    2

    As if to say
    “It’s time to get away
    It’s time to leave this place
    Where no one seems to care anymore”
    One day up
    An’ the next day down
    Middle of the night
    An’ makin’ no sound
    They just give it up
    Just give it up
    Give it up, give it up, give it up
    They give it up
    They give it up
    Slaughtered by the men and their steel machines
    Burning in their fires
    Can you hear their screams
    I can hear them screaming in the fire
    As the Earth goes on spinning round and round
    Trees are falling
    Falling
    Trees are falling
    There’s a secret delegation of trees
    They meet monthly
    Deep in the forest
    They’re workin’ on a plan of survival
    And how to fight back at humankind
    An’ how to regain control

    3

    Lead by the Giant Sequoia
    A decision must be reached
    Whether to cut and run
    Or to stay and face the enemy
    (Mankind and his machines)
    Or to pull their roots
    From this hallowed ground
    And then find another place
    Out there in outer space
    Can’t you just …
    Can’t you just imagine
    The migration
    Of three trillion trees
    Pulling up roots
    And flying off to places unknown
    Leaving us behind
    An’ wond’ring
    If we had only
    Done you better
    Watching over the trees
    Can you imagine?
    A world without trees?
    Trees are falling
    What are we gonna to do?
    Without trees?
    Trees
    Trees are falling …

    4

    Where do the birds go now?
    What do we do when the sun comes out
    And we can’t stand in the shade?
    How do we know when the seasons change?
    A walk in the woods will never be the same.

    © Westrax Music Publishing 2025

Ron Di Salvio – A Thousand Songs

  • Title: A Thousand Songs
  • Artist: Ron Di Salvio
  • Composer: Ron Di Salvio
  • Lyricist: Ron Di Salvio
  • Duration:
    05:33
  • Sample:
  • Lyrics:

    A Thousand Songs
    A Tribute to Shirley Horn
    Music by Ron Di Salvio

    Heard a thousand songs sung sweetly,
    By a bird in early spring,
    Oh no, that was Shirley Horn, our Queen.

    Play those chords for me, magically,
    Make me laugh, make me cry,
    Bring a tear, bring a sigh,
    Bring Love.

    Your song will never sleep, always ours to keep,
    Love with tenderness,
    Sweet sorrow, such soft emotion.

    Where are you now?
    Swinging on a star in the sky up above?
    Shirley sway, Shirley play,
    As night turns to day on the Earth.

    Trumpet call in space,
    Harmony with grace,
    Lush songs, ethereal.
    Is it Shirley’s own song left behind unsung?

    Her words won’t gather dust or darkness.
    Where are you Shirley Horn?
    Please sing your song once more.

    Note: It was a cold rust colored fall day in October, 2005 when I heard about
    Shirley Horn’s passing. I went to bed that night and was awakened by the
    sound of her voice, it was three AM. I went down to my piano and by eight AM
    this was the song that I had written. Shirley was a most unique singer, with an
    incredible way of phrasing, putting stress on certain words and letting others
    vanish into thin air. Her chord voicing’s mesmerized, astounded and
    confounded theorists. She shared her inner soul with us in songs like “Here’s
    to Life and “You Won’t Forget Me.” Here’s to Shirley Horn, Our Queen!