Skip to main content
Emailinfo@upwithpeople.org
Phone numbers+1 877 264 8856 +1 303 460 7100

Blog Archives

Home

VERSE
They say that home is where the heart is this could be true.
But home’s much more than brick and stone
A number on a street a roof a phone
A home is a place where we belong.
It’s the world around us that connects us
It’s the life we share.
In cities and towns across the globe
what one does touches all like the ripples from the stone.
They only grow and touch the corners of our

CHORUS
Home no matter who you are no matter where you’re from
We gotta understand that it’s the only one we got it’s
Home no matter where you are no matter where you go
Everything you see everywhere you look around you you are home.

VERSE
The air is hazy from a sky that’s raining brown
No water to drink.
We play the same blame game it’s a shame
That those who live on a dollar a day
Would give it all for what I wash down my sink.

Yet from afar we seem so peaceful
all blues and whites and greens.
Get below the clouds and the canopies
Trees disappear degrees increase
And good or bad the ripples only spread
And reach the corners of our

CHORUS

SING-OUT
Home is where the
Heart is home is
Where we share our
Love is home is

No matter where you are no matter where you come from.
We’ve gotta understand that it’s the only one we
No matter where you are no matter where you go to.
It’s everything you see it’s everywhere you look around

Give the Children Back Their Childhood

Give the children back their childhood
Let the children run and play.
Don’t make them fight your battles
They’re the ones who always seem to pay.

Don’t make battlefields of their playgrounds
Don’t barricade their streets
Or they’ll grow up to soon
And they won’t grow up complete.

You can raise them on your hatred;
Revel in it, that’s your right
But if you do just remember
It’ll haunt their sleep at night.

A little mommy feeds her baby
Giving all the love she knows.
A tiny builder’s building bridges
to a world in which he’s going to grow.

Give the children back their childhood
Let the children run and play
And skip away on wings of fantasy
And dream of what they’ll be some day.

Don’t feed their minds with your bitter lines
And the prejudice that is yours
And they just may forget some day to carry on our wars.
And they just may forget some day to carry on our wars.

El Puente

Veo un país de altas montañas
Pirámides y campos floridos
y un pueblo ardiente
animado por sus corridos.
Veo sus familias a través de la gloria
y también del dolor
siempre abrazando las esperanza
de un mundo major.Veo un día un día de armonía
que viene entre la gente
y grandes y pequeños
con todos sus sueños
atravesando un puente.

Este mundo es como un huérfano
perdido y sin hogar
en la orilla de un gran río
que no puede atravesar.
Cada hombre y mujer colocan las piedras
del puente que están levantando
hacia el gran porvenir que los niños
un día estarán disfrutando.

(Translation)
I see a country of high mountains
of pyramids and verdant fields
and a passionate people
inspired by its epic songs.I see its families
through glory and through pain
always holding on to the hope
of a better world.

I see a day coming
a day of harmony among people
and great and small with all their dreams
crossing a bridge.

This world is like an orphan
lost and without a home
standing on the bank of a great river he cannot cross.
Each man and woman lays the stones
of the bridge that is being built
towards the great future
that the children will one day enjoy.

I see a day coming…etc.

Does It Really Matter?

“I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics,
Will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual: ‘Free at last free at last thank God almighty we are free at last.”

Free at last, we should be free at last
Not prisoners of the past
Divided by races.
Kind of strange, though we’re all ‘bout the same
Somehow these lines remain
We stay in our places.What does the color of the skin
Have to do with the person within?

Now, does it really matter?
Well I really don’t know
But when you take it past the color zone
And you get right down to the bone
Tell me does it really matter?
Does it matter at all?

Rich or poor, there’s a destiny in store
We will share forevermore
No one excluded.
And if one day they blow this world of ours away
Makes no difference how you pray
We’re all included.

And when a hungry baby cries
Can you tell what color are the tears in his eyes?

Now, does it really matter?…etc.

“I have a dream this afternoon that the brotherhood of man will become a reality in this day … I have a dream …”

Cuba en mi Corazon

CHORUS
Cuba vive siempre en mi corazón
De Santiago a Gibara, oye me
Cuba vive siempre en mi corazón
Y de Bayamo a Santa Clara, ahi na’ ma’
Cuba vive siempre en mi corazón
De Cienfuegos all the way to Camaguey
Cuba vive siempre en mi corazon
Y de Matanzas a la Habana mi pana

VERSE
Bajo la sombra de las palmas tocando
Une guagira y un son
Con las voces de los antepasados
en cada canción.
De la playa a la Sierra yo siento
Un saludo acogedor
Es un pueblo sincero que ofrece
Sus manos con amor
bah, bah, bah etc.

BRIDGE
Tierra colora, y yemanya
La rosa blanca a cultivar,
La flor de la paz y de l’amistad,
El sueno de toda l’humanidad

Cuba siempre en mi corazon (2x)
Cuba vive siempre en mi corazon

Coming Home

The fortress is falling, the seed has been sown
And people are building a world of their own
And these are times like we’ve never known.
Are we coming home to something?
Are we coming home coming home?

We’ve all done things we’ve lived to regret.
There’s much to forgive but never forget
And the struggle reminds us we’re still human yet.
Are we coming home…etc.

We’ve been brokers of power and seekers of gold
Captives of oil so many left in the cold
And a storm is raging in the depths of the soul.
Are we coming home…etc.

When the wall came down we were saying that day: Oh coming home.
But there’s still walls between us got to clear them away. Oh coming home.
From the cries in the townships to the tanks in the sand oh coming home.
It’s a long road ahead we must all understand. Oh coming home.
And I think there’s a feeling we may be getting on track. Oh coming home.
No future in the past and there’s no turning back. Oh coming home.

The fortress is falling the seed has been sown
And people are building a world of their own
And these are times like we’ve never known.
Are we coming home to something?
Woah are we coming home to something?
Coming home.

Can We Sing A Song Of Peace?

Can we sing a song of peace
In a world that’s full of fear?
Can a melody of hope
Ever hope to dry a tear?
It’s an easy thing to say
And it’s so hard to hear.
Will the fighting ever cease
If we sing a song of peace?

Can we sing a song of love
When we’re hostages of hate?
Will it be heard above
The shouting at the gate?
Can we stop the hands of time
Can we hold the hand of fate?
In this world of push and shove
Can we sing a song of love?

Clouds are gathering on the horizon
And on the wind overtures of war.
It may be too late to settle for peace
If we wait till we’ve settled the score.

Can we sing a song of peace
When they’re knocking down the doors?
Can you hold an olive branch
And hang on to what is yours?
Till the weapons that destroy
Go to join the dinosaurs
Will there still be hope at least
If we sing a song of peace?

Can we sing a song of peace
In a world that’s full of fear?
Can a melody of hope
Ever hope to dry a tear?
It’s an easy thing to say
And it’s so hard to hear
But the longings never cease
So we sing a song of peace.

Beat Of The Future

VERSE
Hey, somebody turn it up, turn it up,
Somethin’ in the sound is changin’.
Hey, somebody tune it in, tune it in,
We’re pickin’ up a brand new station.
Bustin’ through the time zone,
Shiftin’ through the gears,
The sound of tomorrow’s ringin’ in our ears.

CHORUS
It’s the beat, it’s the beat, it’s the beat,
The beat of the future,
Poundin’ like a heartbeat,
The beat of the future,
Rollin’ like a rhythm, ringin’ like a rhyme,
Rippin’ along at the speed of time,
Rockin’ me down to my feet,
The beat of the future.

VERSE
Everybody pick it up, pick it up,
You can feel it movin’ through you,
And I tell you if you listen now, listen now,
You’ll hear it talkin’ to you.
You can read it in the faces,
The writing’s on the wall.
The heart of tomorrow’s beatin’ in us all!

CHORUS
It’s the beat … etc.

BRIDGE
Out in the country, down in the street,
Everybody’s in the band.
You can hear it happen, like thunder clappin’.
The beat is in our hands.

Beat, beat, beat, beat of the future.
Beat, beat, beat of the future.

CHORUS
It’s the beat … etc.

Ayiko

A mila woe lo?
Mila woe a!
A mila woe lo?
Mila woe a!

VERSE
There’s a fishing village in Togo, West Africa
Where the men are pulling their nets in from the sea
And the people watching all along the shore
Shout “Ayiko, Ayiko”, pull together everyone

CHORUS
Ayiko, Ayiko, Ayiko, ya, yea (4x)

VERSE
In this world of people with many different dreams
We must pull for each other like players on one team

CHORUS

BRIDGE
A mila woe lo? Mila woe a!
Ke mi va mi kata mi popu ne miawo, (ah!) Tsoboue!
Hey, ya-ya!
Tsoboue! Tsoboue!
Hey, ya-ya!
Tsoboue!
Hey, ya-ya! Dom pede, dom pede dom HOH!

CHORUS

Keep on pullin’, let’s pull together, keep on pullin’, oh, oh
Ayiko, Ayiko, Ayiko, ya, yeah!

A Common Beat II

Did anybody notice?
Are we the only ones who can see
All of these colors woven in a tapestry?
So beautiful together so beautiful alone.
We’re all so very diff’rent
And yet I feel at home.
Is there a common beat
That connects us all?
The sound of an ancient suite
The rise and the fall.
It sings like a mighty song
A symphony with many parts.
A human melody deep in my memory
A common beat of our hearts.

We all have a story
Our histories tell us where we’re from.
Old legacies and legends
Repeating beating like a distant drum .
Can’t these be foundations
Of a bridge between we and they?
The past is not our future
Only fear is in our way.

There is a common beat
That connects us all.
The sound of a constant wind
Blowin’ down the walls.
It sings like a mighty song
A symphony with many parts.
A human melody playin’ in you in me
A common beat of our hearts.

Isn’t the yellow moon the same moon we see at night?
Isn’t the morning star our universal light?
We may be different but we’re not so far apart.
We want love and to be free.
It’s the beat of ev’ry heart.

Did anybody notice? … etc.