You know it's nothing new
Bad news never had good timing
Then the circle of your friends
Will defend the silver lining
Pain throws your heart to the ground
Love turns the whole thing around
No it won't all go the way it should
But i know the heart of life is good
Pain throws your heart to the ground
Love turns the whole thing around
Fear is a friend who's misunderstood
But i know the heart of life is good.
"The Heart Of Life"
John Mayer
Continuum
Tuesday, 30 June 2009
Sunday, 28 June 2009
The time is near!
So near, it's stirring the blood in their veins
And yet beware
Don't let the wine go to your brains!
For the army we fight is a dangerous foe
With the men and the arms that we never can match
It's easy to sit here and swat 'em like flies
But the National Guard will be harder to catch
We need a sign to rally the people
To call them to arms
And to bring them in line.
...
Red - The blood of angry men!
Black - the dark of ages past!
Red - a world about to dawn!
Black - the night that ends at last!
"Red and Black"
Claude-Michel Shonberg
Les Miserables
So near, it's stirring the blood in their veins
And yet beware
Don't let the wine go to your brains!
For the army we fight is a dangerous foe
With the men and the arms that we never can match
It's easy to sit here and swat 'em like flies
But the National Guard will be harder to catch
We need a sign to rally the people
To call them to arms
And to bring them in line.
...
Red - The blood of angry men!
Black - the dark of ages past!
Red - a world about to dawn!
Black - the night that ends at last!
"Red and Black"
Claude-Michel Shonberg
Les Miserables
Saturday, 27 June 2009
Friday, 26 June 2009
Thursday, 25 June 2009
Wednesday, 24 June 2009
Tuesday, 23 June 2009
Monday, 22 June 2009
Don't let the sun go down on your grievances
Respect love of the heart over lust of the flesh
Do yourself a favor: become your own savior
And don't let the sun go down on your grievances
Don't let the sun go down on your grievances
Start each day with a clean slate
You'll feel better if you can shake off all that hate
And don't forget to forgive and forget
Don't let the sun go down on your grievances
"Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Your Grievances"
Daniel Johnston
Yip/Jump Music: Summer 1983
Respect love of the heart over lust of the flesh
Do yourself a favor: become your own savior
And don't let the sun go down on your grievances
Don't let the sun go down on your grievances
Start each day with a clean slate
You'll feel better if you can shake off all that hate
And don't forget to forgive and forget
Don't let the sun go down on your grievances
"Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Your Grievances"
Daniel Johnston
Yip/Jump Music: Summer 1983
Saturday, 20 June 2009
Death is just a door, Blake said it first
It's just another room we enter, it's a threshold that hurts
Birth is just a chorus, death is just a verse
In the great song of spring that the mockingbirds sing
We come and we go, a-weeping and a-wailing
Our heads in the hands of the nurse
Well, put your head on my shoulder, baby, tell me where it hurts
You say you lost your one and only, could it get any worse?
I said, "Death is just a door, you'll be reunited on the other side"
Birth is just a chorus, death is just a verse
In the great song of spring that the mockingbirds sing
We come and we go, a-weeping and a-wailing
Our heads in the hands of the nurse
Well, put your head on my shoulder, baby, tell me where it hurts
You say you lost your one and only, could it possibly get any worse?
Death is just a door, you'll be reunited on the other side
Yeah, death is just a door, you'll be reunited on the other side
Yeah, death is just a door, you'll be reunited by and by
"Blake's View"
M. Ward
Hold Time
That's right, I did two M. Ward songs in a row. Deal with it, because he's awesome.
It's just another room we enter, it's a threshold that hurts
Birth is just a chorus, death is just a verse
In the great song of spring that the mockingbirds sing
We come and we go, a-weeping and a-wailing
Our heads in the hands of the nurse
Well, put your head on my shoulder, baby, tell me where it hurts
You say you lost your one and only, could it get any worse?
I said, "Death is just a door, you'll be reunited on the other side"
Birth is just a chorus, death is just a verse
In the great song of spring that the mockingbirds sing
We come and we go, a-weeping and a-wailing
Our heads in the hands of the nurse
Well, put your head on my shoulder, baby, tell me where it hurts
You say you lost your one and only, could it possibly get any worse?
Death is just a door, you'll be reunited on the other side
Yeah, death is just a door, you'll be reunited on the other side
Yeah, death is just a door, you'll be reunited by and by
"Blake's View"
M. Ward
Hold Time
That's right, I did two M. Ward songs in a row. Deal with it, because he's awesome.
Friday, 19 June 2009
I sailed a wild, wild sea
Climbed up a tall, tall mountain
I met a old, old man
Beneath a weeping willow tree
He said now if you got some questions
Go and lay them at my feet
But my time here is brief
So you'll have to pick just three
And I said
What do you do with the pieces of a broken heart
And how can a man like me remain in the light
And if life is really as short as they say
Then why is the night so long
And then the sun went down
And he sang for me this song
See I once was a young fool like you
Afraid to do the things
That I knew I had to do
So I played an escapade just like you
I played an escapade just like you
I sailed a wild, wild sea
Climbed up a tall, tall mountain
I met an old, old man
He sat beneath this sapling tree
He said now if you got some questions
Go and lay them at my feet
But my time here is brief
So you'll have to pick just three
And I said
What do you do with the pieces of a broken heart
And how can a man like me remain in the light
And if life is really as short as they say
Then why is the night so long
And then the sun went down
And he played for me this song
"Chinese Translation"
M. Ward
Post-War
Climbed up a tall, tall mountain
I met a old, old man
Beneath a weeping willow tree
He said now if you got some questions
Go and lay them at my feet
But my time here is brief
So you'll have to pick just three
And I said
What do you do with the pieces of a broken heart
And how can a man like me remain in the light
And if life is really as short as they say
Then why is the night so long
And then the sun went down
And he sang for me this song
See I once was a young fool like you
Afraid to do the things
That I knew I had to do
So I played an escapade just like you
I played an escapade just like you
I sailed a wild, wild sea
Climbed up a tall, tall mountain
I met an old, old man
He sat beneath this sapling tree
He said now if you got some questions
Go and lay them at my feet
But my time here is brief
So you'll have to pick just three
And I said
What do you do with the pieces of a broken heart
And how can a man like me remain in the light
And if life is really as short as they say
Then why is the night so long
And then the sun went down
And he played for me this song
"Chinese Translation"
M. Ward
Post-War
When I'm lyin' in my bed at night
I don't wanna grow up
Nothin' ever seems to turn out right
I don't wanna grow up
How do you move in a world of fog
That's always changing things
Makes me wish that I could be a dog
When I see the price that you pay
I don't wanna grow up
I don't ever wanna be that way
I don't wanna grow up
Seems like folks turn into things
That they'd never want
The only thing to live for
Is today
I'm gonna put a hole in my TV set
I don't wanna grow up
Open up the medicine chest
And I don't wanna grow up
I don't wnna have to shout it out
I don't want my hair to fall out
I don't wanna be filled with doubt
I don't wanna be a good boy scout
I don't wanna have to learn to count
I don't wanna have the biggest amount
I don't wanna grow up
"I Don't Wanna Grow Up"
Tom Waits
Bone Machine
I don't wanna grow up
Nothin' ever seems to turn out right
I don't wanna grow up
How do you move in a world of fog
That's always changing things
Makes me wish that I could be a dog
When I see the price that you pay
I don't wanna grow up
I don't ever wanna be that way
I don't wanna grow up
Seems like folks turn into things
That they'd never want
The only thing to live for
Is today
I'm gonna put a hole in my TV set
I don't wanna grow up
Open up the medicine chest
And I don't wanna grow up
I don't wnna have to shout it out
I don't want my hair to fall out
I don't wanna be filled with doubt
I don't wanna be a good boy scout
I don't wanna have to learn to count
I don't wanna have the biggest amount
I don't wanna grow up
"I Don't Wanna Grow Up"
Tom Waits
Bone Machine
Thursday, 18 June 2009
Wednesday, 17 June 2009
Tuesday, 16 June 2009
Expensive vitamin pills and
Wheat germ on your windowswill
Your schedule's hectic and you got no time to kill
You're earning money and you're spending it the right way
You're just in such a rush
You don't know if it's night or day
5:30 get up - run, run, run
Then you work eight hours slaving underneath the gun
Your little world's based on lies lies lies
Always rushing but you're never ever satisfied...
Healthy body sick mind
You're working overtime
Healthy body sick mind
Too hectic, too hectic
Healthy body sick mind
It's just a matter of time
Sick body sick mind
The money you spend on running shoes could feed me for a week
Your plans are laid so well that you can't even sleep
Pursuit of happiness got your life locked under martial law
You got everything to lose so you're paranoid about some fatal flaw
"Healthy Body"
Operation Ivy
Energy
Wheat germ on your windowswill
Your schedule's hectic and you got no time to kill
You're earning money and you're spending it the right way
You're just in such a rush
You don't know if it's night or day
5:30 get up - run, run, run
Then you work eight hours slaving underneath the gun
Your little world's based on lies lies lies
Always rushing but you're never ever satisfied...
Healthy body sick mind
You're working overtime
Healthy body sick mind
Too hectic, too hectic
Healthy body sick mind
It's just a matter of time
Sick body sick mind
The money you spend on running shoes could feed me for a week
Your plans are laid so well that you can't even sleep
Pursuit of happiness got your life locked under martial law
You got everything to lose so you're paranoid about some fatal flaw
"Healthy Body"
Operation Ivy
Energy
Sunday, 14 June 2009
Saturday, 13 June 2009
Friday, 12 June 2009
Wednesday, 10 June 2009
Tuesday, 9 June 2009
Monday, 8 June 2009
Introduction
Music is a lot of things for me - an aural balm, an emotional outlet, ambient noise, an experiment of soundwaves. But music is so much more than a melody and a string of words linked together to create some inane message (although sometime that ends up being the result). So this blog stands as a place for me to document some of the things I've learned by listening, be they songs I love or songs I loathe.
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