MUSIC by René van Helsdingen Trio, LYRICS by Mark Edward Fuller, VOCALS by Lain Barbier and Jane Proove, GRAPHIC ART by Victor de Boo, ANIMATION by René van Helsdingen
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Eric J. Ballard, passed away in November 2024 following a long and tumultuous journey with Parkinson’s and, later as consequence, dementia. He was a lifelong musician, deeply committed to his craft, and continued composing music well into the progression of his illness.
LOST AT SEA
Love is great to celebrate with words so gently rhyming. But all I can do is tell my true with approximate pitch and timing. So I’ll take a chance, sing you the stars, and hope that you don’t flee.
Remember, remember me. Lost at sea. My boys and girls. Lost at sea.
As my stride becomes the shuffle and my back in a teapot spout and my face a fixed expression which allows a little dribble out. My life’s mostly a cat shuffle but I won’t out rough the sea.
Remember, remember, remember me. Lost at sea. My boys and girls, lost at sea.
And my garden fills with fairies. Medication makes minds mushy. And some who try to help me just end up getting pushy. And even my guardian angel don’t find this caring cushy.
Remember, remember me. Lost at sea my boys and girls. Lost at sea. Remember, remember Be lost at sea. My boys and girls. Lost at sea.
Well, now you’ve heard my little tune. In tune or thereabouts. I dedicate it to you all who stayed and heard me out. But spare a thought to those who are caught by some uncurable malady.
Remember, remember me. Lost at sea, my boys and girls. Lost at sea. Lost. Lost. Lost at sea. My girls and boys. Lost. Lost. Lost.
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This song is dedicated to people living with Parkinson’s AND care partners (YOU ROCK!)
SHAKE THE WORLD UP
LOOK UP NOT DOWN WE’LL TURN IT ALL AROUND
BE KIND TO YOURSELF WE’LL LOVE YOU ANYWAY
WE’LL SHAKE THE WORLD UP SHAKE THE WORLD UP WE’LL SHAKE THE WORLD UP WHAT YOU GONNA DO WHEN IT COMES FOR YOU?
I REMEMBER THE GOOD DAYS WHEN I WAS YOUNG I WALKED ON THE BRIGHT SIDE INTO THE SUN
BUT NOW MY DAYS ARE HARDER I’M FEELING THE PULL WALKING THE STREETS I LOOK LIKE A DRUNK!
I CAN SEE THE HOPE WHEN NOBODY WILL AND I CAN SEE THE CLOUDS PARTING OVER THE HILLS I CAN SEE THE LIGHT AT THE WAKING HOUR BELIEVE IN LOVE AND A HIGHER POWER COME WITH US AND WE’LL TAKE YOU HIGHER
WE’LL SHAKE THE WORLD UP SHAKE THE WORLD UP WE’LL SHAKE THE WORLD UP WHAT YOU GONNA DO WHEN IT COMES FOR YOU? WHAT YOU GONNA DO WHEN IT COMES FOR YOU? WHAT YOU GONNA DO WHEN IT COMES FOR YOU?
BE STRONG BUT DON’T CRY WE’LL FIGHT IT TILL THE DAY THAT WE DIE GO SLOW BUT DON’T STOP
BELIEVE IN LOVE AND A HIGHER POWER COME WITH US AND WE’LL TAKE YOU HIGHER
WE’LL SHAKE THE WORLD UP WE’LL SHAKE THE WORLD UP WE’LL SHAKE THE WORLD UP
SHAKE RATTLE AND ROLL SHAKE RATTLE AND ROLL SHAKE RATTLE AND ROLL SHAKE RATTLE AND ROLL SHAKE RATTLE AND ROLL YEAH SHAKE RATTLE AND ROLL YEAH SHAKE RATTLE AND ROLL YEAH SHAKE RATTLE AND ROLL YEAH SHAKE RATTLE AND ROLL YEAH SHAKE RATTLE AND ROLL YEAH
I’VE TAKEN ALL THE PILLS SWALLOWED THEM DOWN WHAT YOU GONNA DO WHAT YOU GONNA DO WHAT YOU GONNA DO WHEN IT COMES FOR YOU?
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Door To Paradise
It is a cold cloudy night as always ready to fight lying in my bed with open eyes I try to ignore the pain of those nights
I follow my dreams to the land I hope for open the heavy old door squeaks with an odd sound turning it’s wooden old body around
This is where I will hide every night Until me capable of fighting my fight let all things go fully enjoy the show door open or forever gone until no one hiding
a view of what might become all the beauty in paradise already been done flowering green with birds and butterflies endless blue sky to arise
Oh sun stretching out your loving arms warm the cold fear in my palms endless hope and optimism me dancing and singing the rhythm
This is where I will hide every night Until me capable of fighting my fight let all things go fully enjoy the show door open or forever gone until no one hiding
honest feelings and dedication pure joy of doing things with fascination There will be falling and impact No more run away from the fact
life is full of up and down you might fight for your crown you’ll be a queen no matter what a dirty dress is part of the plot
This is where I will hide every night Until me capable of fighting my fight let all things go fully enjoy the show door open or forever gone until no one hiding
slowly I begin to understand I am the one, here where I stand Behind days of daring and night dreaming
As long as I hide I have to fight once I accept my role the unknown will take over control
LYRICS and MUSIC by Birdie Belgium, PRODUCED by Pallieter Van Buggenhout, VIDEO by Fabian De Wilde and Frederik Van Melle
Finalist – Parkinsong 2026
A song about and for my mum who suffers from Parkinson’s disease. This song was made in collaboration with Prof. Bas Bloem. Half of all proceeds (if any) will go to research on the benefits of art for people with Parkinson’s. Released on WORLD PARKINSON’S DAY 2025
For My Mum
She can’t sit still, can’t walk. Sometimes she runs the stairs up and down. Suddenly she’s stuck. No turning, no movement. … It’s done. So it’s hard to see the pain in your eyes. Confusion that it’s you. But you still try. It’s hard to see that this thing inside slowly takes you away from love. From love.
I’m holding your hand so the shaking would stop. Cuz you’re a proud woman. You don’t want people to judge, but let them stare. Yeah. Let them talk. You’re the bravest one I know. And I’m proud you’re my mom, but it’s hard to see the pain in your eyes. Confusion that hits you. And you still try. It’s hard to see that this thing inside slowly takes you away. Oh, away from us.
Body freezes up while your mouth shakes away. So much you want to tell me and nothing you can say. I lay next to you. … We’re staring outside. These roll over face. And I can feel you’re giving up, but it’s hard to see the pain in your eyes. Confusion that it’s you. And you still hard to see that this thing inside slowly takes you away. away from us.
Oh, where where do you draw the line? When is it too hard to still try? When when does it stop? When has she suffered enough? Cuz it’s hard to see the pain inyour eyes. Confusion. Let it. But you always try. It’s hard to see that this thing inside slowly takes you away. Oh, away from love.