Maybe...^^
This song starts of as false Gregorian chant, the first verse sounds like a gospel hymm, then segues into an upbeat J-pop, though the lyrics are not what you call sunny.
Yoake Umakuru Shojo (Shanagan no Shana 1st ED TV Edition)
Yoake umare kuro mono yo
Those born with the dawn
Keshite muishiwa naide
Do not lose sight of it
You are you shoujo, yo ima koso
You are you girl, its time
Furi hodoki agare!
Shake it off and stand up!

Mune no kizu wo kakushita mama kaze wo kimi wo
There is not a single way to just gaze at you as you run through the wind
Tada mimamoru sube nado nani mo nai
With that hidden wounded heart
Sono hitomi ha zutto saki no jibun wo sagawashite iruno?
Are those eyes of yours searching for the you that stands somewhere ahead of you?
Demo kikoeruyo fukai kanashimi no kodouga
But I can hear your deep and sad heart
Sekenderu!
Its screaming!
Im just yoake mae ko mae no kura yami ba
Im just telling, the darkness before the dawn
Ishou womo unmei dukeru
Could even determine the fate of life
Daijoubu, shoujo yo imakose
Dont worry girl, its time!
Kuyami hajuri koto ha nai
Theres no need to be mortified or ashamed
Fire Away!
Jyuuji wo seai shinuki de hanao wo kakero
Carry the cross on your back and run through the fire ready to die!
My first impression would be that of a super kamen effect. Instead of just words of encouragement, it heals any damages and gives any of the Senshi a powerup for the duration of the song. Though I'm not sure what transferring all that mana would do to Doug.
I'm also thinking that it would be most effective on Minako, if she has the most intact memories of the Senshi.
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Into terror!,  Into valour!
Charge ahead! No! Never turn
Yes, it's into the fire we fly
And the devil will burn!
- Scarlett Pimpernell

I think that this song would unlock memory blocks or help Doug remember for the duration of the song. Although I think that Doug would be leery of using it for the God in Heaven line.
Song Title: The Song Remembers When
Artist: Trisha Yearwood
I was standing at the counter
I was waiting for the change
When I heard that old familiar music start
It was like a lighted match
Had been tossed into my soul
It was like a dam had broken in my heart
After taking every detour
Getting lost and losing track
So that even if I wanted
I could not find my way back
After driving out the memory
Of the way things might have been
After I'd forgotten all about us
The song remembers when
We were rolling through the Rockies
We were up above the clouds
When a station out of Jackson played that song
And it seemed to fit the moment
And the moment seemed to freeze
When we turned the music up and sang along
And there was a God in Heaven
And the world made perfect sense
We were young and were in love
And we were easy to convince
We were headed straight for Eden
It was just around the bend
And though I have forgotten all about it
The song remembers when
I guess something must have happened
And we must have said goodbye
And my heart must have been broken
Though I can't recall just why
The song remembers when
Well, for all the miles between us
And for all the time that's passed
You would think I haven't gotten very far
And I hope my hasty heart
Will forgive me just this once
If I stop to wonder how on Earth you are
But that's just a lot of water
Underneath a bridge I burned
And there's no use in backtracking
Around corners I have turned
Still I guess some things we bury
Are just bound to rise again
For even if the whole world has forgotten
The song remembers when
Yeah, and even if the whole world has forgotten
The song remembers when

--Jenova
"Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened."
--Dr. Seuss

There was a woman - a woman's body - lying in the middle of the street with one arm stretched out and the other lying along the side of her body, as though she had fallen asleep in the middle of trying to claw her way out from under the massive block of fallen structural concrete that had crushed her entire lower body.
She had been anything but alone.
"Raging Heart," said Takamachi Nanoha. She looked across what should have been a busy street, and resisted the urge to grind her teeth.
The spherical crimson gem at the head of the slender white metal staff in her hands flashed once. "Yes, my Master?"
"Barrier," she ordered, and could barely even recognize her own voice.
"Cannot establish," was the answer, and while someone who didn't know either of them wouldn't have recognized it, there was a distinct undercurrent of apology beneath the normally dispassionate voice. "External disruption prevents stablization of pha-Protection!"
Years of experience at guaging the amount of drain Raging Heart placed on her own reserves of power told Nanoha that the levinbolt splashing off of her shield didn't have nearly enough power to be a threat, and it was her father's advice that made her turn to face the attacker with a graceful twist of her head that tossed her single asymmetric ponytail back over her shoulder - a showy display of assurance (not to say arrogance) that would provoke her attacker to either dismiss her as overconfident, and hence vulnerable, or make them wonder if the opinion it showed might be justified...
There were several of them, and through the corner of her eye she saw more filtering out of shadowed alleys and ominously dark storefronts. Their clothing - battle armor - was as uniform as the Time and Space Administration Bureau line personel she often worked with, but very differently styled - armored high-topped boots and elbow-length gloves and an armored breastplate over an almost knee-length tunic of interlocking metal rings and a short cape that came forward over their shoulders and fell a few inches short of their waists, and all of it battleship gray with slashes of vivid red trim. Their faces were hidden by their helmets, which were single units that covered the entire head save for a narrow T-shaped slit over the eyes and down the center of the lower face.
They moved like she had been told trained soldiers would - like her father still did, even years after his injuries had ended his career - and carried Expert Devices built to a pattern her memory immediately dubbed a nagamaki, a longsword's blade and guard fitted onto a short pole of about the same length. The crystal-clear lenses just beneath their guards wouldn't be full Connection Cores, but rather of the simpler, mass-produced Amplification type, but in these kinds of numbers, with her alone and more than a dozen of them surrounding her, she was probably in more trouble than she had been since that first battle with Vita.
"You did this," she said, very softly.
The one she was looking at flinched, slightly, then shook himself and brought his Device up to bear on her. So did all of his cohorts.
"I don't care why."
Intelligent Devices were alive, were people in their own right, and chose their own masters. Their function made it essential that they interact, connect with their users in far more ways than just the obvious, and, having been designed to do so, were driven to it at a level with much in common with a human's biological needs. Nanoha had once asked Raging Heart if that was why she had refused to go back to Yuuno after Precia Testarossa's death, but it had taken years to understand why even asking the question was an example of the real reason.
To Yuuno, then, as to almost all individuals priviledged to be granted the chance to direct such a powerful artifact, Raging Heart had been - not a tool, that was unfair to him, but a co-worker - deserving of respect, certainly, but subject to no real attachment. And both of them had been satisfied with that... until an all-too-innocent Terran schoolgirl had begun treating the Device like a makeshift member of her own family.
Raging Heart had been forged by the Scrya clan nearly a thousand years ago, but in all that time no one had known the person behind the featureless core and monotone voice as well as Nanoha had come to know her most constant companion.
The reverse, of course, was also true, and so it had been a long time since either of them had needed to bother exchanging advice or commands in battle. "Starlight Wave."
An expanding dome of light swallowed almost the entire width of the street, and the shockwave it threw off knocked the armored soldiers flying in disarray.

This is a poem by Glenn Hunt, the same guy who did the Molson "I am Canadian" rant. It's used in a recent Lexus commercial, and it, more than anything I've ever written, defines what Paradox is a god of.
Moments
A Moment If You Please
Moments Can Be Short
Moments Can Be Long
There Are Moments Of Joy
Moments Of Sorrow
Moments Of Passion
Moments You'll Never Forget
Moments You've Already Forgotten
Moments You Didn't Get
There Are Awkward Moments
Senior Moments
Moments Of Truth
And Momentary Lapses In Judgment
People Who Ask For A Moment
Share A Moment
I Need A Moment
You Got A Moment?
Wait A Moment
You Can Take A Moment
Make A Moment
Spoil A Moment
And If All The Stars Line In The Right Moment,
That Moment Can Be Perfect
Moments Can Define You
Moments Can Delight You
And Moments Can Change Your Life
Heres To The Moment
And Squeezing All You Can
Out Of Every Last Single One Of Them --
Christopher Angel, aka JPublic
The Works of Christopher Angel

The Scientist
by Coldplay

Come up to meet you, Tell you Im sorry, You dont know how lovely you are
I had to find you, Tell you I need you, Tell you I set you apart
Tell me your secrets, And ask me your questions, Aww lets go back to the start
Runnin in circles, [sounds like] Comin our tails, Heads on the science apart
Nobody said it was easy
Its such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Aww take me back to the start
I was just guessin, At numbers and figures, Pullin the puzzles apart
Questions of science, Science and progress, Do not speak as loud as my heart
Tell me you love me, Come back to haunt me, Oh when I rush to the start
Runnin in circles, [sounds like] Chasin our tails, Comin back as we are
Nobody said it was easy
Aww Its such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
Im goin back to the start
Ahhooooooooooooooooo
Ahhooooooooooooooooo
Ahhooooooooooooooooo
Ahhooooooooooooooooo

It's certainly got lyrics that would ping on Doug's gate-home-search radar, but I'm more inclined to have it be a research tool song - he plays it, and any research or reverse-engineering type problems he's working on get repeated intuition rolls the way Good Morning gives wake-up rolls - and the answers he receives usually come from looking at one or more of his initial assumptions in a different way.
There's several Tsunami Bomb songs I've listened to and liked this evening, too, but Bob has said that he doesn't much like punk. Tsunami Bomb is kind of Girl-Band punk, but still punk... yet how can I resist songs li8ke 4 Robots and an Evil Scientist?
Also, though most of their stuff has no lyrics (and is serious WTF techno) Converting Vegetarians by Infected Mushrooms has enough of a vocal component to qualify, thoguh I'm not sure what it would do - though I suppose turning everyone in his AoE off of meat for the duration is the obvious... or on to it, for that matter.
- CDSERVO: Loook *deeeeply* into my eyes... Tell me, what do you see?
CROW: (hypnotized) A twisted man who wants to inflict his pain upon others.
Dr. Akagi will recover. Observe, Rei smiled. Shinji-kun, are these your clothes?
Ritsuko shot up like a spring loaded meerkat. What? Shinji-kun is naked?
See, Anata? Dr. Hentai is alive and well. - Innortal's _I Do_
--
"Anko, what you do in your free time is your own choice. Use it wisely. And if you do not use it wisely, make sure you thoroughly enjoy whatever unwise thing you are doing." - HymnOfRagnorok as Orochimaru at SpaceBattles
woot Med. Eng., verb, 1st & 3rd pers. prsnt. sg. know, knows

Re-reading NXE, I realized that we're never quite given a description of the Madman Omar's sign on DJ's door (at least, up to halfway through Symphony of Terror; I can't remember if it does past that point). So I decided to make it.

I think it's in line with something that DJ would have found in his travels, ne?*********
Touched By His Noodly Appendage
www.venganza.org

Or, How To Start A Revolution Without Really Trying.
United 93, by Echo's Children
From pocket, purse and seatback, the telephones arise
Victims of a hijack, calling home to say goodbyes
Learn it's no coincidence; the networks all have shown
Lives and buildings pulverized in fire and falling stone.
Exactly what took place in there, there's none alive can say
We only know the outcomes of decisions made that day
We bow our heads in silence, honoring the free,
Remembering the heroes of United 93.
Someone must have realized; they haven't got a qualm
To kill our friends and neighbors, they'll make this plane a bomb
We've got to take the cabin back; if that much can't be nailed
God knows how many people will be dead because we failed.
The bastards are outnumbered, and all they've got are knives.
We haven't much alternative; surrender won't save lives
Our families, our children; their grief we cannot spare
The fields ahead are empty; let us end the struggle there.
The rest of us are thinking how best to manage strife
A blanket makes a blindfold, a pillow slows a knife;
The next poor chumps who try it, will find we've paid the fee
For lessons from the heros of United 93.--
"Use of unnecessary violence in the apprehension of General Zod has been approved."
--
Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.

mmd.foxtail.com/Sounds/JB...index.html
The above links to an interesting set of MIDI-converted piano rolls. Down at the bottom of the page you'll find this:
VOICE -
Hark the roar of canon's angry thunder over no-man's land today.
As before, we'll tear their ranks asunder as we plunge into the fray.
All the world is watching while we battle for the cause of truth and right.
Strike for home and native land! Great Jehovah gives command
Charge! Charge! Charge!
Come on boys, charge ... and we shall conquer the Hun;
Ere day is done ...the battle shall be won;
The foe shall reel ... before our steel ... and tyranny shall bend the knee
to libertee-ee.
Neath our own flag ... so poudly floating on high, we'll show the world ...
that we are ready to die
with ringing shout and cheer that knows no fear we'll fight for those ... we
love.
My flag that floats proud..ly from yon lof-ty spire,
has kin-dled in all our hearts true free-doms de-sire.
My coun-try for e-ev-er and ev-er shall be
a re-fuge and ha--ven un fettered and free.
I love you America! Oh! Thy sacren name ...
thru love and devo-o-tion my life you can claim.
My coun-try for-ev-er my flag gives to me
that priceless in-her-i-tence sweet lib-er-ty.
- PIANO -
- VOICE -
Hark the roar of canon's angry thunder over no-man's land today.
As before, we'll tear their ranks asunder as we plunge into the fray.
All the world is watching while we battle for the cause of truth and right.
Strike for home and native land! Great Jehovah gives command
Charge! ..... Charge! ..... Charge!
Come on boys, charge ... and we shall conquer the Hun;
Ere day is done ...the battle shall be won;
The foe shall reel ... before our steel ... and tyranny shall bend the knee
to libertee-ee.
Neath our own flag ... so poudly floating on high, we'll show the world ...
that we are ready to die
with ringing shout and cheer that knows no fear we'll fight for those ... we
love.
-END -
''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat
them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.''

-- James Nicoll

I've recently been listening to a large amount of music during the day, with the acquisition of a new audio player. Came across this in the playlist, and it got me to thinking. I know you wanted more metasongs and other-person power songs, Bob, and this looks like a good possibility.
The Touch
Stan Bush
You got the touch
You got the power
After all is said and done
You've never walked, you've never run,
You're a winner
You got the moves, you know the streets
Break the rules, take the heat
You're nobody's fool
You're at your best when when the goin' gets rough
You've been put to the test, but it's never enough
You got the touch
You got the power
When all hell's breakin' loose
You'll be riding the eye of the storm
You got the heart
You got the motion
You know that when things get too tough
You got the touch
You never bend, you never break
You seem to know just what it takes
You're a fighter
It's in the blood, it's in the will
It's in the mighty hands of steel
When you're standin' your ground
And you never get hit when your back's to the wall
Gonna fight to the end and you're takin' it all
You got the touch
You got the power
When all hell's breakin' loose
You'll be riding the eye of the storm
You got the heart
You got the motion
You know that when things get too tough
You got the touch
You're fightin' fire with fire
You know you got the touch
You're at your best when when the road gets rough
You've been put to the test, but it's never enough
You got the touch
You got the power
You got the touch
You got the power

I see several possibilities for this one. First, it might just grant the target some range of powers. Given the lyrics, it could be a standard brick powerset (possibly including a metal transformation as well) or you might have some flame powers given the "fightin' fire with fire" line. However, I could also see this as something similar to 'I'll Play For You.' If played first, the next song played can be transferred to a target instead of affecting Doug, as long as it's one of his offensive powerset songs.
-Feinan

Can someone please answer this for me?
In several fanfics I've seen references to palaces or castles established for each senshi on their planet or one of its moons. Is this canon or fanon?
Thanks.

-- Bob
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For Jor-El so loved the Earth, he sent his only begotten son...