I wanted so badly,
Somebody other than me,
Staring back at me,
But you were gone, gone, gone.
I wanted to see you walking backwards,
And get the sensation of you coming home,
I wanted to see you walking away from me,
Without the sensation of you leaving me alone.
Counting Crows
I could be right
I could be wrong
I could be black
I could be white
They put a hot wire to my head
'cause of the things I did and said
They made these feelings go away
Model citizen in every way
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
In the merry month of June
From my home I started
Left the girls of Tuam
Nearly broken-hearted
Saluted father dear
Kissed me darling mother
Drank a pint of beer
Me grief and tears to smother
Off to reap the corn
Leave where I was born
Cut a stout blackthorn
To banish ghosts and goblins
Brand new pair of brouges
Rattling over the bogs
Frightening all the dogs
On the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack follol de rah
(traditional song “Rocky Road to Dublin”, words originally by Irish poet D. K. Gavan, though I don’t think these are the original)
And all the world is football-shaped
It’s just for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And I’ve got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
There are times
When all the world’s asleep
The questions run too deep
For such a simple man
Won’t you please
Please tell me what we’ve learned
I know it sounds absurd
Please tell me who I am
You do something to me
Somewhere deep inside
Hoping to get close to you
A peace I cannot find
Dancing through the fire, yeah
Just to catch a flame
Just to get close to
Just close enough
To tell you that…
Too sad we parted in yon shady glen,
On the steep sides of Ben Lomond.
Where the broken heart knows no second spring,
Resigned we must be while we’re parting.
… You’ll take the high road and I’ll take the low road,
And I’ll be in Scotland afore you.
Where me and my true love will never meet again,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
When you look at the world
What is it that you see?
People find all kinds of things
That bring them to their knees
I see an expression
So clear and so true
That it changes the atmosphere
When you walk into the room
I see trees of green
Red roses too
I see them bloom
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I see skies of blue
And clouds of white
The bright blessed day
The dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
*Louis Armstrong (George David Weiss / Robert Thiele)
When you look at the world
What is it that you see?
People find all kinds of things
That bring them to their knees
Now, did you read the news today?
They say the danger’s gone away
But I can see the fires still alight
They’re burning into the night
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There’s too many men, too many people
Making too many problems
And not much love to go 'round
Can’t you see this is a land of confusion?
Morning has broken like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the world
I know the Cat Stevens version & I thought he wrote it. I had to look it up, Eleanor Farjeon, an English author of children’s stories & writings. The song became a Christian hymn.
Last night, while you were lying in my arms
And I was wondering where you were
You know you looked just like a baby
Fast asleep in this dangerous world
Every star was shining brightly
Just like a million years before
And we were feeling very small
Underneath the universe
Thank you. I knew Cat Stevens didn’t write it because my hubby used to sing it at kindergarten assembly and it’s his favourite hymn. Not that he’s into hymns, but this one is so beautiful.
Lay, lady, lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay
Stay while the night is still ahead
I long to see you in the morning light
I long to reach for you in the night
Stay, lady, stay
Stay while the night is still ahead
We slip through the streets while everyone sleeps
Getting bigger and sleeker and wider and brighter
We bite and scratch and scream all night
Let’s go and throw all the songs we know
No, no, no, don’t speak
I know what you’re thinkin’
And I don’t need your reasons
Don’t tell me 'cause it hurts
It’s all ending
I gotta stop pretending
Who we are
Lord knows there are things we can do, baby
Just me and you
Come on and make it
Hurt so good
Come on, baby, make it hurt so good
Sometimes love don’t feel like it should
You make it hurt so good
Come to send, not condescend
Transcendental consequence
Is to transcend where we are
Who are we? Who we are
Trampled moss on your soul
Changes all you’re a part
Seen it all, not at all
Can’t defend fucked up men
Pearl Jam
I want you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby, break it
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby
You know you got it if it makes you feel good
Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
We are lost, we are scattered
We’re barmy and we’re battered
We might be bruised but we’re not broken
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
We might be bruised but we’re not broken