San Jose  (Diaz/Donough)  (c)(p) 1998 Divine Intervention     As I stroll through the crowd  Take a seat at the bar  In a ballroom in San Jose.     Listening to jazz  By a bad cocktail band  As I drink my blues away.     Take a hit from the blunt  And sail high as a kite  Leave all your sorrows tonight.  And as your sanity slips away  Sip your whisky and quietly pray.     Take a sniff from the spoon  Like a dried up tycoon  On a street in San Jose.     Plagued with disease  Take a walk with the sleaze  In an alley in San Jose     You have sold your soul to have this percious time  Downing a gallon of sour red wine  On the streets with a nick and booze  As long as you got that, how can you lose?     Rock every bed  Sleep around til your dead  In bordellos in San Jose.     Get some sweets for your vein  As you numb your dying brain  In the gutters of San Jose.     You have let the glory of life pass you by  Crawl in a bottle to rot there and die  Try to get by on a dime every day  Trying to live, or die in old San Jose.

This is actually the first song I ever wrote. I wrote while slacking off in math class last year, under shear boredom and a need to occupy my mind. I had seen a movie late the night before where a group of people were meeting in a seedy jazz club with a bad cocktail jazz band playing in the background.  I got this idea of doing a mock jazz piece using subject matter that I thought would fit with the seedy jazz club image. I wrote the song in about 45 minutes, using the city of San Jose mainly for the rhyme.                        -Danny

 
 

Remember The Day  (Diaz/Diaz/Donough)  (c)(p) 1998 Divine Intervention  I remember those years ago  Before you went away  The times we saw you  And laughed at what you'd say  Now you have gone away  Behind some bugger’s wall  Built by your own two hands  Casting your loved ones away  I wish I could see you again  Like 'fore you went away  But I can only sit and think  And try to Remember The Day  You were my best friends  The man with the silver hair  Who taught me of days before  And marvelled my mind with tales of the war  You fell into my traps  The ones I'd cleverly lay  To see a little boy smile  No matter the game that was played  You left me too soon  With no memories to take away  Now I search for the blue bird  As I Remember The Day  And so I sit and think  Of these two I have lost  One taken by the will of another  The other by the hand of God  I wish I could have them back  If only there was a way  Instead I have to sigh  And try to Remember The Day

This song was written on my birthday this year. It was a particularly interesting day for me because I spent a lot of it reflecting on my life up to that point. I began to think about my past relationships with my grandfather and my uncle, both of whom I have suffered a break of the relationship. My grandfather passed away when I was seven and I rarely get the chance to see or speak to my uncle. As one can imagine, this put me in a rather sad and depressed mood and all these feelings came rushing back to me and to help dispose of them I wrote this song. The lyric contains an almost pining quality to it, considering that previous to this song a long period of pining over someone had just ended and perhaps that feeling of want carried over into this song (as well a perhaps a feeling of anger). The lyrics are also quite mournful of both the living and the dead. The lyrics highlight my acceptance of who my grandfather really was and my loss of him, as well as my desire to rebuild my relationship with my uncle.                         -Danny

 
 

Friends Will Be Friends (Song For Lauren) Diaz/Donough (c)(p) 1998 Divine Intervention I never though I would ever have A friend as special as you Another little sister to confide in A partner who has always come through I know I was at times insecure That you didn’t have to stick around But you have always shown how much you care Even though at times I couldn’t see I’m sorry, I should’ve remembered what they say... Friends Will Be Friends No matter what may come Facing the odds together Braving bad weather when it comes I know our friendship is forever But if that promise doesn’t shine through Remember, no matter where you are You always have this friend who loves you We have had many a good time And sometimes a few bad But through it all we have grown Despite the hurdles we have had I will always be here for you As will you for me For our lovers may come and go But our friendship can last an eternity And after all Laur, ya know what they say... Friends Will Be Friends For better or worse To watch your back always No matter what risks may occur For faces come and go In a life of recurring change But never forget the face Of this friend you have today

This song, like Remember The Day, is one that has a special meaning for me. I wrote on for my best friend and pseudo sister Lauren Herman on the occasion of her birthday as a poem that would be included in her birthday card. However, I dismissed it as being not appropriated for a birthday card and chose to write something to her that pertained more to the special event.  Instead I decided to make it a part of this song set. Lauren is a very special person in my life, she is someone I consider to be part of my family. I can talk to her about anything, and she has always been there for me. Our friendship has survived a lot, and I wrote this song as a tribute to her and our friendship, I hope that she enjoys it when she hears it. For this song I was thinking of something at a moderate pace, maybe along the lines of Queen’s similarly themed You’re My Best Friend or even comparable in tempo to The Beatles’ Help!.                             -Danny

 
 

The Odyssey Diaz/Diaz/Donough (c)(p) 1998 Divine Intervention I have sailed the seas of time Trying to get back to where I belong But strange misfortunes and the hands of fate Always seemed to pull me from my homeward path I left my home many moons ago To try to find treasure in a land of broken dreams Where the fiery winds did change my course And put me on an everlasting odyssey  I can’t find my way back home My soul is gone from me I have lost my way back home My body is cast to the sea Lost in the depths of time My soul flows through the darkness Never reaching those golden gates Where it longs to be forever more As I strive to find my way back To be alive once more To breath one more breath And walk in through the out door

These set of lyrics have undergone two title changes before I settled on this name, which I thought better fit the songs more mythical mood. I had originally called it In Through The Out Door, which is part of the last line of the song and was half inspired by Led Zeppelin’s album of a similar name and have on the similarly ironic name of last year’s drama production Up The Down Staircase because it was around that time that it was written. Later it was to be placed with a piece of music Adam had written called Bolero. However, I don’t think I could get the lyrics to match the music, which was written before I wrote these lyrics.  An epic song, to go with it’s epic title, I envision something along the line of Zeppelin’s Achilles’ Last Stand.                 -Danny

 
 

Birmingham Diaz/Donough (c)(p) Divine Intervention I have been down to the edge of town I have seen where the hatred has grown Springing up from the dirt and the dust Of the land  that I have called home We face the fight between us and our brothers, with no choice of our own They say that things are better, that the hatred has surely died That we may share the sunshine, and feel the same drops of rain Then they call us animals, and say we are not like them And so together we live the same lie under the bright Alabama sky And we all live here in Birmingham Black and white alike We both suffer from the same old problems And we both feel the same pains of life But we are seen as the disease of the South And no matter how far our voices ring The same arms that once took us in Push us out into the rain Now they say that those days are over That civil rights have one the day But the beast of racism keeps on growing And rising from the depths of hell The legacy of segregation continues to swell They still want us out Left to die in the swamps As if we were unable to feel the pain Of living as outcasts, not as human beings But one day we will rise up Stand on the mountain side and sing Of the day we can join hands and live one Without hatred or violence, under the same golden sun And we will all live here in Birmingham Black and white as one Living as brothers, as one voice, in a city of eternal light Being free, able to open any door And the city that tried to cast us out  Will take us in once more

This song was written about eight months ago while I was sitting in the middle of Mrs. Rehr’s English 4 class. It was originally entitled Cape Town, and was inspired by the events I saw in the film Cry Freedom, which is the story of South African apartheid activist Stephen Biko. However, I felt that the information in the song would not fit the world of today mainly because the government of South Africa has drastically changed. Unfortunately, racism still exists in this country. So I changed the name of the song to Birmingham, after the city in Alabama. A strong song about a strong subject.                           -Danny

 
 

Jesus Diaz/Donough (c)(p) 1998 Divine Intervention Were you there by the mount today? Did you hear the words that man had to say? Words of light, in an age of darkness He gave me hope when I though there was none Chorus Jesus spoke to us today Out beyond the city gates Promised Jerusalem to rise from the ashes To live under God’s holy crown He spoke of the glory of God Spoke of the rewards to the good He spoke of the evils of sin He said we could overcome it, and that we would Chorus Bridge Healing the lepers and cripples in the streets Raising the dead, turning water to wine They say he is the chosen one, that he is heaven sent That those who hear his word will never die Chorus (Solo) They say the man is indeed divine Not all human, part of God I do not know if all that’s true But he has filled my heart with joy and love Chorus

Ok, now let me explain real quick. This not in anyway a religious song.  The last song written on the day that produced both Lady De Sade and Adrianne Starr, this is yet another story song. This one is basically set in the time that Jesus was living in Jerusalem, one man meets another on the road and asks if he had been to hear that man named Jesus talk. He then retells what was said by Jesus, a well as spreading the rumors that he has heard of the miracles Jesus has performed. He then tells his friend that he does not know if the talk of the messiah is true, but the words he heard have given him hope in a time where hope seems non-existent. The message of the song is basically that whether or not you belief or not, you have to admit the message Jesus gave was quite nice.