Music and Lyrics

I’ve been living with a shadow overhead
I’ve been sleeping with a cloud above my bed
I’ve been lonely for so long
Trapped in the past, I just can’t seem to move on

I’ve been hiding all my hopes and dreams away
Just in case I ever need em again someday
I’ve been setting aside time
To clear a little space in the corners of my mind

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can’t make it through without a way back into love
Oh oh oh

I’ve been watching but the stars refuse to shine
I’ve been searching but I just don’t see the signs
I know that it’s out there
There’s got to be something for my soul somewhere

I’ve been looking for someone to shed some light
Not just somebody just to get me through the night
I could use some direction
And I’m open to your suggestions

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can’t make it through without a way back into love
And if I open my heart again
I guess I’m hoping you’ll be there for me in the end

There are moments when I don’t know if it’s real
Or if anybody feels the way I feel
I need inspiration
Not just another negotiation

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can’t make it through without a way back into love
And if I open my heart to you
I’m hoping you’ll show me what to do
And if you help me to start again
You know that I’ll be there for you in the end

 

Sung by Halley Bennett and Hugh Grant from the movie Music and Lyrics Nice movie.. really nice….

Ultimate…

Funeral Blues

For all the eternal sadists…like me..

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

W.H. Auden
Four weddings and a Funeral

Sometimes U gotta be a man

Ev’ryone considered him the coward of the county.
He’d never stood one single time to prove the county wrong.
His mama called Tommy, the folks just called him yellow,
But something always told me they were reading Tommy wrong.

He was only ten years old when his daddy died in prison.
I took care of Tommy ’cause he was my brother’s son.
I still recall the final words my brother said to Tommy:
“Son, my life is over, but yours has just begun.

Promise me, son, not to do the things I’ve done.
Walk away from trouble if you can.
Now it won’t mean you’re weak if you turn the other cheek.
I hope you’re old enough to understand:
Son, you don’t have to fight to be a man.”

There’s someone for ev’ryone and Tommy’s love was Becky.
In her arms he didn’t have to prove he was a man.
One day while he was workin’ the Gatlin boys came callin’.
They took turns at Becky…. n’ there was three of them!

Tommy opened up the door and saw his Becky cryin’.
The torn dress, the shattered look was more than he could stand.
He reached above the fireplace and took down his daddy’s picture.
As his tears fell on his daddy’s face, He heard these words again:

“Promise me, son, not to do the things I’ve done.
Walk away from trouble if you can.
Now it won’t mean you’re weak if you turn the other cheek.
I hope you’re old enough to understand:
Son, you don’t have to fight to be a man.”

The Gatlin boys just laughed at him when he walked into the barroom.
One of them got up and met him halfway ‘cross the floor.
When Tommy turned around they said, “Hey look! ol’ yellow’s leavin’.”
But you coulda heard a pin drop when Tommy stopped and locked
the door.

Twenty years of crawlin’ was bottled up inside him.
He wasn’t holdin’ nothin’ back; he let ‘em have it all.
When Tommy left the barroom not a Gatlin boy was standin’.
He said, “This one’s for Becky,” as he watched the last one fall.
And I heard him say,

“I promised you, Dad, not to do the things you done.
I’ve walked away from trouble when I can.
Now please don’t think I’m weak, I didn’t turn the other cheek,
and Papa, I sure hope you understand:
Sometimes you gotta fight when you’re a man.”

Ev’ryone considered him the coward of the county 

Kenny Rodgers – Coward of the County

…….

Time shows us that all that ever mattered
all that ever mattered leaves us in the cold
If you ever believe this is what you need
it will spin around and shatter
throw you to the floor
as it leaves us in the cold

Knowing that it’s far from over
this one belongs to you

I remember the train you came in on
Everything I want kept calling
I remember the chill that came over
Everything I loved went falling

 

-In the cold, Acceptance
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I take a look around
And all the things I’ve found
I call it blind hatred
If you’d stop a while
And maybe if you’d smile
You would realize that
We’re all the same

It’s just like our brain
When it apes insane
We feel the same pain

All my life I’ve seemed to have this need
I think at times it even turns to greed
We all want to join some family
We’ll even sacrifice a moral changing

 

Road to Acceptance- Green Day
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