I am a traveler, on a continuous journey Home, all souls met are my teachers, all souls met are my students, all souls met lead me to Here and Now. Isn't it odd when planning a journey one of the first questions asked is,"When do you expect to return?" It's as if the most important aspect of a journey, a sojourn to another place is it's finite lifespan, the point when the adventure politely ends, becomes a souvenir on your return home. But what of the Wanderers, the Nomads whose home is where the soles of the feet, the heels of their heart and the wings of their spirit take them? Here and now music and lyrics: Gilberto Gil 1979 Here and now, I still can find I belong Here and now Here and now, I still can sing out a song Here and now Here and now, I guess I know how To feel as good with or without Either high up, either low down It’s all to forget and get out Here and now, I guess I do fine Surviving the floods of despair Where it’s wet, and yet is sunshine Where it’s at, and yet is nowhere Here and now, I still can find I belong Here and now Here and now, I still can sing out a song Here and now Here and now, to rest in my nest Here and now, the taste is so good Here and now, to give up my past Here and now, as fast as I could Here and now, I guess I know how Remote and secret that could be The time when a man can lay down And the place where he can run free Here and now, I still can find I belong Here and now Here and now, I still can sing out a song Here and now © Gege Edições Musicais ltda (Brasil e América do Sul) / Preta Music (Resto do mundo) BRWMB0201038 Credits voz e violão: Gilberto Gil [ Aqui e agora, de Gilberto Gil

 

                                           Luminoso

Tonight I danced. Under a constellation in copper,

reflected off needles of pine, here and now is my home.

North Star, my mother, navigates me back,

back to the edge were past and future

find they are the same destination .

A language known only to my heart

speaks the legend of this strange map.

It takes three points to triangulate your path: your soul,

the direction of fair winds, and the soft seas of destiny.

I find these points reflected in your eyes and the moon.

My eyes diffuse in this balmy night,

where my soul floats, cries and dances,in this strange world of possibility.

Imagine Luminoso, Here and Now, past and future find they are the same destination..... Couldn't "Imagine" a better double bill...