A Remembrance of John Coltrane


Music by John Coltrane
Lyrics by Jeff Pittson

Freedom’s in your heart
The journey’s just beginning
Find a new home
Trouble is where to start

Life was once so cruel
Now the freedom is awaiting
Nothing’s ever easy
For a soul that is so true

But will the sun smile on me in Liberia?
Will it be kinder to me than before?
Will the dream of freedom turn into reality
Or will we, will be bitter and
Disappointed like before?

No one knows the future
Hardly understood the past
But I’ll take my freedom
No matter how long it lasts

No matter when
No matter how
We set sail
The time is now
The dream awaits
Don’t let it fade

© 1999 Used by Permission of Jowcol Music

Acknowledgement (unreleased)

Music by John Coltrane
Lyrics by Jeff Pittson; set to music by Suzanne Pittson

It starts with you as a force for good, as a force for good, as a force for good. To know what we are, to be truly good. To shine for the time that we have here on earth. We’ll give of ourselves, the best of ourselves, the essence that we present at our best. The pure self, the kind self, the strong self.

The first step, a small step, just like a child I faltered, I faltered. And playing slowly just one note at a time, I heard the sound and I knew I could speak to the hearts of people. I hear the sound, but how can I sing it? I search after beauty, will I ever find it?  The perfect world, just imagine how it could be. Ah——–Life in a perfect world, is something I’ll ever see?

But in that world, perfect or not, how do we express truth in music? Doesn’t matter! In turning lead into gold, the alchemist doesn’t wonder how, that isn’t his job. His job is to believe in the process. Like man who discovered the river unfrozen, yet he told all his people the river was frozen and you could walk on water. How? Just because he believed, it remains the belief, it’s the belief thing. Little X factor which taunted man since his DNA told him to get out of the swamp. And so it has been throughout time. The choice remains yours. Do you believe? Believe or not? I have heard many sages say that a question well-asked will answer itself. But this is not, no it’s not a simple “to be or not to be” question. It is “why be at all?”

In the depths of our being why does sound touch us in oh so many ways. Is the music calling us back to a primordial marshland heartbeat? Can you hear the gentle rain scattering on the fronds of the broad green leaves, under gray cloudy skies? Or is it the cybernetic future moving faster day by day? Can it be calling us toward a glorious future, while we burst the bounds of our finite flesh, and we fly toward the heaven of our highest desire? Under night’s black skies can we know what will be? A future world uncertain with a race of souls in question, music yet unheard. Many future worlds are yet unformed. Doing the dance of the “Sorcerer’s Apprentice” have we left our wisdom back in another time and caused nature to shudder with fear? Or is it simply the fact that given just the right timing life will find a way?

Do we know within our hearts, life will go on in it’s own way with or without us? People weary from the battering of life’s waves with a furrowed brow can become a smooth stone cast into the pond of uncertainty. Yet can transform again into ripples of joy, joy and happiness. And that same stone that lay dormant for billions of years finds a higher purpose. From a single stone, letting joy spread into larger and larger waves from it’s dive into the cold water. And if a stone could burn so brightly, shining into our hearts, then we’ll find the many glorious and infinite things in our life. Like the first time in a dark cave of ignorance. shining brightly, helping people to love and be loved. Make the perfect world walk where you walk. Let it be where you are. Let it be, be a perfect creation of intent and a demonstration of a purpose. Ripples of happiness in a cold marshy pond

Siddhartha said diligently work out your own salvation. In seeking your enlightenment never let it’s flow cease until you, as a single drop, rejoin the great salty ocean that is life.

© 1997 JP Publishing


Music by John Coltrane
Lyrics by Suzanne Pittson

Free, Free is what I want to be.
Way beyond kind of life they say that humankind can only see

Lost, swimming in a sea of woe,
uncertainty in all its forms a part of destiny.

You, feel the eternity.
It’s here and now and nowhere else for you and me

Here on earth the road is so long and unpaved, it’s hard to walk alone without a light to warm us and guide us. The evil standing on the corner waits to look in our eyes and say “this one is weak!” Evil’s gaze is strong, never falters. “Weak are for the taking, there’s so many to choose from to have. They’ll all bow down and defy me, I have your mind, you haven’t got a chance, and soon your soul will follow.”

Free, Free is what I have to be
Love’ll lead the way toward the happiness that humankind can really see.

Feel deep into my heart and soul.
With the power of hope and resolution I can take control

Reach far beyond what’s in my mind.
Never doubt the search for truth is there for me to find

© 1999 Used by Permission of Jowcol Music


Music by John Coltrane
Lyrics by Jeff Pittson

In the time that you have.
You must give all you have.
Time is short!
Find the voice that you have.
There isn’t time to wait for an easy day,
I know time can slip away.

Go on take a step,
take a big giant step
No fear!
Life is no rehearsal,
there’s nothing to lose.
In all your life, no matter who you are,
there is a dream that only you alone can pursue.

© 1999 Used by Permission of Jowcol Music


Music spontaneously composed by Suzanne Pittson
Lyrics by Suzanne Pittson

The universe is a sea of generosity
—a sea of joy—a sea of love.
It rains joy in crystal torrent sheets on those who believe so completely…
The flying arrow pierces stone as if soft…
The river freezes in a heartbeat of intense desire-filled eternity

The universe, joy, love… it has no beginning, it has no end
No matter what dreams may come, life continues on through countless grains of sand…
Worlds across the universe.

Longing, ecstasy, fulfillment.

© 1999 JP Publishing

African Skies

Music by Michael Brecker
Lyrics by Jeff Pittson

The burning sun and the hot plain
The endless sky and the river wild
And running through the endless march of time, we see
That everyone is born and will some day die

The burning heat and the cool wind
The angry cry and the silent tear
For countless souls have run across the sands of time
But they can never know the world sublime

African Skies, fill me with mystery, African Skies.
Treasure to find, deep in the heart of man
Mountains to climb ‘til the end

The darkness comes and will not yield
To all except the torches glare
The goodness hidden from the angry eyes of the man
Awaits the coming of the time at hand.

But will the century’s new sun rise
Burning in the people’s hearts?
Will the fires of life give rise
To a brand new age of light?
Will the people let this age arrive?
Coming, closer, almost time!

© 1999 JP Publishing

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