- published: 13 Dec 2009
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- author: twinzor1
Darling you send me
I know you send me
Darling you send me
Honest you do, honest you do
Honest you do, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
You thrill me
I know you, you, you thrill me
Darling you, you, you, you thrill me
Honest you do
At first I thought it was infatuation
But woo, it's lasted so long
Now I find myself wanting
To marry you and take you home
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
You, you, you, you send me
I know you send me
I know you send me
Honest you do
Whoa-oh-oh, whenever I'm with you
I know, I know, I know when I'm near you
Mmm hmm, mmm hmm, honest you do, honest you do
Whoa-oh-oh, I know-oh-oh-oh
I know, I know, I know, when you hold me
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, whenever you kiss me
Mmm hmm, mmm hmm, honest you do
At first I thought it was infatuation
But woo, it's lasted so long
Now I find myself wanting
To marry you and take you home
I know, I know, I know, you send me
I know you send me
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, you you you you send me
See a butterfly
Up in the sky
I got a story to say
And I`ll tell you why
I`m searchin`
You see my friend
And I need someone
Who feels and needs
The same as I
I`m searchin`
When it`s right,it`s right
When it`s wrong,it`s wrong
I`m gonna sing my song
All day long
I`m searchin`
Searchin`... x15
See a butterfly
Up in the sky
I got a story to say
And I`ll tell you why
I`m searchin`
You see my friend
And I need someone
Who feels and needs
The same as I
I`m searchin`
When it`s right,it`s right
When it`s wrong,it`s wrong
I`m gonna sing my song
All day long
I`m searchin`
See a butterfly
Up in the sky
I got a story to say
And I`ll tell you why
I`m searchin`
You wanted to be free, yeah
you never did love me, no baby
Now maybe you're happy I'm going away
leavin on a mystic voyage
Oooh, pretend I don't know you
forget and outgrow you
Tomorrow I'm going far away from here
If you believe in yourself
You’ll know the real you
It’s coming from within
Sincerely, sincerely
You subject yourself to being vulnerable
Not knowing why you fall in love
And so you become
What you are made to become
It’s not at all fair that I feel as I do
Tell me something to make me feel better
My sister, I am your mind. Within you there’s a never-
ending magnitude of infinite strength, wisdom and will.
You travel my roads through life never knowing your own
true reality because my thoughts remain like distant
quasars. You abuse me by never letting me say and do as
I feel. Our thoughts split from love affairs to choice
of friends. We argue like two enemies yet we are good
friends.
Now, there are moments when we harmonize with each
other, and become one with nature and reality. But
these times are few. When after you have replenished
yourself, the fear of the truth sets in. We split, and
you start to run again. Running, running, running.
Running through women, men, jobs, people and life
looking for the answer when I had it all along. But I
smile… because I am your mind.
I was your mind yesterday; I am your mind today; and
I’ll be your mind tomorrow. And as our end draws near
we will become closer. But you and I, you and I, we
will never be one, for I will part from you and you
will part from me; you finding another mind and I
another soul. And we’ll travel on and on.
By the way, I need more than sex to nourish my
equilibrium. But I do need sex. I also need sun, trees,
stars, creativity and love. But you saturate my soul
with too much of one and not enough of the other.
Therefore I cry. But why do we cry? Because tears
cleanse the windows of our minds. I am your mind.
Tell me something to make me feel better
All your thoughts inside your mind wanting to be free
Well, now you’ve got the chance to let your mind grow…
and be free. Because the music is just trying to say
things to free your mind. And if you let your mind be
free, then you can understand mine. There’s no need to
be afraid of me. I want to be your friend. I’m just
trying to give you music from deep, deep, deep within.
And on and on, and on and on
Tell me something to make me feel better
All of your dreams can become reality. My dial reaches
full, but you’ve only been turning me halfway. Turn me
up, and alpha and theta waves will spew from your
pores. Knowledge, peace, happiness and prosperity will
be placed at your feet. Let’s, let’s create. Solve.
My life, my life, my life, my life
In the sunshine...
Everybody loves the sunshine, sunshine
Everybody loves the sunshine, sunshine
Folk's get down in the sunshine, sunshine
Folk's get brown in the sunshine
Just bee's and thangs and flowers
Just bee's and thangs and flowers
Just bee's and thangs and flowers
Just bee's and thangs and flowers
My life, my life, my life, my life
In the sunshine...
Everybody loves the sunshine, sunshine
Everybody loves the sunshine, sunshine
Folks get down in the sunshine, sunshine
Folks get brown in the sunshine
Feel what I feel, what I feel, what I feel what I'm
feelin
In the sunshine
Feel what I feel, what I feel, what I feel, what I'm
feelin
In the sunshine
Do what I do what I do what I do what I'm doing
In the sunshine
Do what I do what I do what I do what I'm doing
In the sunshine
Everybody loves the sunshine
Roy Ayers | |
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Ayers in concert on March 29, 2006 |
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Background information | |
Birth name | Roy Ayers |
Born | (1940-09-10) September 10, 1940 (age 71) Los Angeles, California United States |
Genres | Jazz Jazz-Fusion Funk Acid Jazz Disco Soul jazz R&B House Hip Hop |
Occupations | Musician, Songwriter, Film scorer |
Instruments | Vocals Vibraphone Keyboards |
Years active | 1962–present |
Labels | Atlantic Records, Polydor Records, Ichiban Records, Golden Mink |
Associated acts | RAMP Roy Ayers Ubiquity Fela Kuti |
Website | Roy Ayers' official site |
Roy Ayers (born September 10, 1940) is an American funk, soul, and jazz composer and vibraphone player. Ayers began his career as a post-bop jazz artist, releasing several albums with Atlantic Records, before his tenure at Polydor Records beginning in the 1970s, during which he helped pioneer jazz-funk .[1]
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Ayers was born in Los Angeles, California and grew up in a musical family. [2] At the age of five, Lionel Hampton gave him his first pair of vibraphone mallets. The area of Los Angeles that Ayers grew up in, now known as "South Central", but then known as "South Park", was the epicenter of the Southern California Black Music Scene. The schools Roy attended (Wadsworth Elementary, Nevins Middle School, and Thomas Jefferson High School) were all close to the famed Central Avenue, Los Angeles' equivalent of Harlem's Lenox Avenue and Chicago's State Street. Roy would likely have been exposed to music as it not only emanated from the many nightclubs and bars in the area, but also poured out of many of the homes where the musicians who kept the scene alive lived in and around Central. His high school, Thomas Jefferson High School, produced some of the most talented new musicians, such as Dexter Gordon.
Ayers was responsible for the highly regarded soundtrack to Jack Hill's 1973 blaxploitation film Coffy, which starred Pam Grier. He later moved from a jazz-funk sound to R&B, as seen on Mystic Voyage, which featured the songs "Evolution" and the underground disco hit "Brother Green (The Disco King)", as well as the title track from his 1976 album Everybody Loves the Sunshine.
In 1977, Ayers produced an album by the group RAMP, Come Into Knowledge, commonly and mistakenly thought to stand for "Roy Ayers Music Project".[2] That Fall, he had his biggest hit with "Running Away".
In 1980, Ayers released Music Of Many Colors with the Nigerian Afrobeat pioneer Fela Kuti.[2]
In 1981, Ayers produced an album with the singer Sylvia Striplin, Give Me Your Love (Uno Melodic Records 1981).[2]
Roy Ayers performed a solo on the John "Jellybean" Benitez production of Whitney Houston "Love Will Save The Day" from her second multi-platinum studio album Whitney. The single was released in July 1988 by Arista Records.
In the 1990s, Ayers released several albums for the hip hop label Ichiban Records.[2]
In 1994, Ayers appeared on the Red Hot Organization's compilation album, Stolen Moments: Red Hot + Cool. The album, meant to raise awareness and funds in support of the AIDS epidemic in relation to the African American community, was heralded as "Album of the Year" by Time Magazine.
During the 2000s and 2010s, Ayers ventured into house music, collaborating with such stalwarts of the genre as Masters at Work and Kerri Chandler.
Ayers started two record labels, Uno Melodic and Gold Mink Records. The first released several LPs, including Sylvia Striplin's, while the second folded after a few singles.[2]
Roy Ayers hosts the fictitious radio station Fusion FM in Grand Theft Auto IV (2008).
Currently, there is a documentary in progress called the Roy Ayers Project featuring Ayers and many Hip Hop producers who have sampled his music and other people who have been influenced by him and his music. The documentary is planned to be released in early 2012.
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Name | Ayers, Roy |
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Date of birth | September 10, 1940 |
Place of birth | Los Angeles, California United States |
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Roy Ayers (born September 10, 1940) is an American funk, soul, and jazz composer and vibraphone player. Ayers began his career as a post-bop jazz artist, releasing several albums with Atlantic Records, before his tenure at Polydor Records beginning in the 1970s, during which he helped pioneer jazz-funk .
Ayers was born in Los Angeles, California and grew up in a musical family. At the age of five, Lionel Hampton gave him his first pair of vibraphone mallets. The area of Los Angeles that Ayers grew up in, now known as "South Central", but then known as "South Park", was the epicenter of the Southern California Black Music Scene. The schools Roy attended (Wadsworth Elementary, Nevins Middle School, and Thomas Jefferson High School) were all close to the famed Central Avenue, Los Angeles' equivalent of Harlem's Lenox Avenue and Chicago's State Street. Roy would likely have been exposed to music as it not only emanated from the many nightclubs and bars in the area, but also poured out of many of the homes where the musicians who kept the scene alive lived in and around Central. His high school, Thomas Jefferson High School, produced some of the most talented new musicians, such as Dexter Gordon.