Songs by Chinmaya Dunster

THE ARTISTS OF THE HEART

‘For those who dare to love
Those who dare to dream
For those who dare to feel the pain
For those who dare to risk
Those who dare to lose
They only stand to gain
For those who dare to face
Their own fragility
They are beyond all praise and blame
—-
They walk with their feet on air
They make brightness out of dark
They look for beauty everywhere
They make a world apart
They are the artists of the heart
—-
For those who dare to laugh
Those who dare to cry
The deeper their tears
The brighter their smiles
For those who dare to trust
Those who dare to share
With empty hands they receive
For those who dare to die
Flow the way life goes
They live this mystery
They walk with their feet on air
They make brightness out of dark
They look for beauty everywhere
They make a world apart
They are the artists of the heart
—–
They walk with their feet on air
They make brightness out of dark
They look for beauty everywhere
They make a world apart
They are the artists of the heart
—-
Those who dare to dream
Face reality
Those who dare to love
Let go of the past
They are the artists of the heart
They build a world apart
They are the artists of the heart’
—-
1996 Pune

Natures Way

‘For those who dare to love
Those who dare to dream
For those who dare to feel the pain
For those who dare to risk
Those who dare to lose
They only stand to gain
For those who dare to face
Their own fragility
They are beyond all praise and blame
—-
They walk with their feet on air
They make brightness out of dark
They look for beauty everywhere
They make a world apart
They are the artists of the heart
—-
For those who dare to laugh
Those who dare to cry
The deeper their tears
The brighter their smiles
For those who dare to trust
Those who dare to share
With empty hands they receive
For those who dare to die
Flow the way life goes
They live this mystery
They walk with their feet on air
They make brightness out of dark
They look for beauty everywhere
They make a world apart
They are the artists of the heart
—–
They walk with their feet on air
They make brightness out of dark
They look for beauty everywhere
They make a world apart
They are the artists of the heart
—-
Those who dare to dream
Face reality
Those who dare to love
Let go of the past
They are the artists of the heart
They build a world apart
They are the artists of the heart’
—-
1996 Pune

Oh SHYAM

‘O Shyam, your beauty like no other
I call upon you as a lover and a friend
O Shyam the night is dark and lonely
My trembling sould fears only
That this longing has no end
O Shyam I love you
—–
O Shyam you hide among the moonbeams
I walk among my dreams
And hear you call my name
O Shyam your flute across the water
The world’s abandoned daughter
You called me and I came
Though I may never see your face
You called me
You called me and I came
O Shyam I love you’

1979 Kent, England

EASY’S RIGHT

‘Sitting out in my garden, I watch a bird
Does it worry about tomorrow?
That’d be absurd!
In the spring does the grass decide
Whether or not to grow?
It just follows its own nature
The way its nature goes
Religion’s confusing you with darkness and light
Whichever you choose won’t be easy
And easy’s right

Imagine the moon complaining that the sunlight isn’t fair
Or trees embarrassed, when autumn strips them bare
Is a weed ashamed to be seen
Growing next to a rose?
It just follows its own nature
The way its nature goes
Without the torture of comparison
Life is such a delight
When you know that the right way is easy
And easy’s right

You run and run, but inside you can’t rest
Your search for security just leads you to stress
Drop the mind, it’s the heart that knows best!
It’s the heart that knows best, easy’s right

Is a cat by the fire concerned
With failure or success?
No opinions bother her
She simply takes her rest
Does the snow when the winter comes
Plan which way to fall?
It just follows its own nature
No room for doubt at all
Ambition is killing you, as you compete for the heights
You forgot that the right way is easy
And easy’s right
Why worry when life’s so clear
What the moralists write?
The right way to be is easy
And easy’s right’

1996 Munich

DEVON (1988)

‘You know the way the white clouds go
Spaced against the blue
In their towering, overwhelming gladness
And you, a grown man, like a child
Wheeling down the sunlit slopes
From some glittering crystal place
Your own heart billowing up
Like them’

NOW THAT I’M FREE (1999)

‘Waking up to the rising sun
Now my journey’s just begun
Where I don’t know
Setting out on the road alone
Everyplace now feels like home
Why I don’t know
No reason to know
No reason to be
No reason for joy
Now that I’m free’

NATURE CHILD

‘Do what you always wanted
It’s no sin
Look where you never looked before
The nature child within
See what you never saw before
Go where you’ve never been
Search for the hidden treasure
The nature child within

Deep as your secret longing
Dark as your hidden shame
Fair as the dreams that haunt you
She’s there to be reclaimed’

NOW SUMMER’S HERE AGAIN

‘The morning sun is bright against my window
Dozing here I watch the day begin
I won’t hardly need no clothes
Between the sunlight and my skin
Now summer’s here again

It’s like an unplanned party all that laughter in the street
Even strangers smile like friends
And the children’s apple cheeks look good enough to eat
Now summer’s here again

Had enough of wind and rain
Had my fill of cold and pain
Goodbye to stress and strain
Now summer’s here again

That cherry tree is daring me to climb up really high
Every year we play the same old game
She keeps her nicest fruit way up near the sky
Now summer’s here again

Through the wood I hear the river calling me to come
Kick off my things and jump right in
This year if someone’s willing
I’d like to live a dream
Make love beside a stream

Afternoon I’ll throw my head down deep in meadow grass
Breathe in the smell of new-mown hay
Today I’ll follow my nose just wherever it wants to go
Now summer’s here again

Evening time we’ll get together round an open fire
And sing our songs beneath the stars
Flute, guitar, a violin and my old tambourine
Now summer’s here again

Had enough of wind and rain
Had my fill of cold and pain
Goodbye to stress and strain
Now summer’s here again ’

1996 Munich

ALL IS WORSHIP

‘All that there is, is worship
To touch your mouth
To climb in the peach trees branches
Swaying as the storm strikes lightening
On the snowpeaks of the south
To lie with you
To weep alone
While the huntress moon moves on
Past Mars and Venus
And seizes the heart for her own
—-
All that there is, is worship
To lie with you
While the sun dusts us with colours in it’s rising
Rising new
To rest in sweet surrender on the sand
Leaving my unprotected heart
Beating, held in your hand

There are so many ways
To kneel and kiss the ground

All that there is, is worship
To lie with you
To lie alone
Remembering the bitter winter hunger
While we feast on the summer fruit
All is worship now
All worship
Only move deeply now it’s known’

1999 Pune (inspired by ‘Everything Has Become Worship Of You’ by Anonymous)

 

Charlie Girl

‘This evening makes me think
About the times when I was young with Charlie girl
Hadn’t a care in the world
We were too young
Hadn’t a care in the world
We were too young to know

Some magic in the air tonight
Makes me think of twilights long ago
We never knew that it would pass
We didn’t know
We never knew that it would pass
We didn’t know nothing lasts

And as I linger here recalling
Charlie’s laughter, darkness falling
Hadn’t a care in the world
We didn’t know
Hadn’t a care in the world
We were too young to know

And as the last of daylight dies
The evening star reflects in Charlie’s eyes
I started learning there
I learned to know
I started learning there
We are alone, Charlie girl
We are alone
Even while we share’

1989 Pune

LOVER IN DISGUISE

‘Be the rain that whispers in the leaves
Be the white gull, sailing open seas
Be the one, the one to set me free
Be the wind that ripples in the corn
Be the first cry of a baby being born
Be the one, the one to lead me home

Like the rose-coloured blush behind closed eyes
Or the vast dreamy deep of starry skies
Like the first golden light at sunrise
Be my lover in disguise

Be the storm that cracks the mountain peak
Be the tear on a lovers cheek
Be the road, the hidden road I seek
Be the flame that warms me when I’m cold
Be the death I’ll welcome when I’m old
Be there, just be there, be there for me to hold

Like the rose-coloured blush behind closed eyes
Or the vast dreamy deep of starry skies
Like the first golden light at sunrise
Be my lover in disguise’

Written in 1997 on Maui. This recording made in Pune 1998 with Surabhi on vocals.
Cover artwork by Chinmaya 1973/1986

UNRECORDED SONGS/POEMS 1979-99

SISTER GOOD

‘Morning comes to greet me, with bright unruly smile
Takes me to a heaven place, that’s where I will be found
No way to thank her, even if I should
I’m so in love with Sister Good
Morning comes to wake me and take me in her arms
And squeeze me to her breast and keep me there from harm
No way to leave her, even if I could
No getting away from Sister Good
—-
Take my wine to a railway crossing
Take a little time to watch the freight trains passing
And think about you, Sister Good
Take a train to a far-off station
Get on a bus to a further destination
Ain’t no place that far from Sister Good
Hard act to follow Sister Good
Good morning and thank you, Sister Good!

Morning it’s the time I turn my face up to the sky
It won’t be long perhaps, before I die
When I do, I hope it’s understood?
I owe it all to Sister Good’

1994 Hamburg

MADAME GUILLOTINE