Oh I was just playing the "name the song game"
I hurt myself today to see if I still feel I focus on the pain the only thing that's real the needle tears a hole the old familiar sting try to kill it all away but I remember everything what have I become? my sweetest friend everyone I know goes away in the end you could have it all my empire of dirt
I will let you down I will make you hurt
Originally Nine Inch Nails I believe but it's the Johnny Cash version that I know & love
the wife is what inspired my post Ruben...Originally Posted by Ruben Sosa
I like high energy football. A little bit rock and roll. Many finishes instead of waiting for the perfect one.
The Smiths - How Soon Is Now
I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way ?
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Oh, of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way ?
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
There's a club, if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home, and you cry
And you want to die
When you say it's gonna happen "now"
Well, when exactly do you mean ?
See I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way ?
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
"he tries his best.... but I was a proper player".
Not sure if this was mentioned before but if so its worth another mention
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our mind.
Wo! Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfil de book.
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever had:
Redemption songs -
All I ever had:
Redemption songs:
These songs of freedom,
Songs of freedom.
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Bass! how low can you go?
Death row, what a brother knows
Once again back is the incredible rhyme animal, the uncannable,
THE public enemy number one
Five-O said "Freeze!", and I got numb
Can I tell 'em that I really never had a gun?
But it's the wax that the Terminator X spun
Now they got me in a cell 'cos my records they sell 'cos a brother like me said, well...
Farrakhan's a prophet that I think you ought to listen to
What he can say to you, what you ought to do
is follow for now, power of the people, say,
Make a miracle, pump the lyrical
Black is back, all in, we're gonna win
Check it out, yeah y'all, here we go again
Turn it up, bring the noise!
Oh, and loving the Elbow tune One Day Like This at the minute, timely.
"Throw those curtains wide
One day like this a year'd see me right"
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more bass
These words inspired me when my marriage was ending:
Kiss me where the sun dont shine
The past was yours
But the futures mine
Youre all out of time
Stone Roses - She bangs the drum.
Also love:
I don't need a platter, I'll take it straight from the shelf
Give it to me raw, I'll take it home and cook it myself
The Stunning - Brewing up a Storm
Belief is a beautiful armour
but makes for the heaviest sword
like punching underwater
you never can hit who you're trying for
some need the exhibition
and some have to know they tried
it's the chemical weapon
for the war that's raging on inside
John Mayer - Belief
For my eldest son:
May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.
May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.
[ http://www.rare-lyrics.com ]
May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
And may your song always be sung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.
For my eldest son:
May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.
May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.
[ http://www.rare-lyrics.com ]
May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
And may your song always be sung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.[/QUOTE]
That's a Dylan song which he recorded in Woodstock with The Band, it's title is Forever Young and he wrote it for his eldest son Jesse...beautiful song
Yeah sorry Calico forgot to put that in. My eldest son is called Dylan Robert after the man himself and that song captures my wishes for him. My younger son is called Jacob which turns out to be Bob's son's name too but he is named after another Bob I love and has Marley as his second name.
There was no need for an apology, I wasn't trying to be critical in any way... sounds like you're a Bobcat, so you'll appreciate this... a few months back kids from a creche in New York told their parents that an old man came to visit the creche that day and he sang them some nursery rhymes and also taught them how to sing F/Young... turned out the old man was Bob and one of the kids in the creche is Jesse Dylan's son....
Aw what a sweet Grandad thing to do!
whats your fav dylan song?
currently for me its "shes your lover now" and "thunder on the mountain"
but changes every week.
btw MM I always wanted to call my child dylan....its just I dont have a child!
Is that a hint? You can have him if you want. He is 13 going on 70 and really in the teenage terrors!
btw MM I always wanted to call my child dylan....its just I dont have a child!
Was worth a try!
[QUOTE=Billsthoughts;982355]whats your fav dylan song?
currently for me its "shes your lover now" and "thunder on the mountain"
but changes every week.
Impossible to pick just one...but today my top 3 are
1. Simple twist of fate.
2. She belongs to me.
3. Tomorrow is a long time.
hmmmm.... looking at my choice above it's kinda worrying that tomorrow is my wedding anniversary...wonder is something weird going on in my sub-conscious
She's got everything she needs,
She's an artist, she don't look back.
She's got everything she needs,
She's an artist, she don't look back.
She can take the dark out of the nighttime
And paint the daytime black.
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees.
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees.
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole
Down upon your knees.
She never stumbles,
She's got no place to fall.
She never stumbles,
She's got no place to fall.
She's nobody's child,
The Law can't touch her at all.
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks.
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks.
She's a hypnotist collector,
You are a walking antique.
Bow down to her on Sunday,
Salute her when her birthday comes.
Bow down to her on Sunday,
Salute her when her birthday comes.
For Halloween give her a trumpet
And for Christmas, buy her a drum.
The last two lines in each verse are brilliant...
and for the day thats in it...
I left you on the debris
at the Sunday morning market
you were sorting through the odds and ends
you was looking for a bargin
I heard your footsteps at the front door
and that old familiar love song
'cause you knew you'd find me waiting there
at the top of the stairs
I wouldn't of went back
just to see how far it was
and you looked shocked to tell me
but I had to love her myself
there's more trouble at the depot
with the general workers union
and they said they'll never change a thing
well, they won't fight and their not working
oh you was my hero
hell you are my good friend
I've been there and back
and I know how far it is
but I left you on the Debris
now we both know you got no money
and I wonder what you would have done
without me hanging around
The Hip and the Smiths have both been mentioned
so I will lump for the Pogues and their song
"Thousands are sailing"
the island it is silent now
But the ghosts still haunt the waves
And the torch lights up a famished man
Who fortune could not save
Did you work upon the railroad
Did you rid the streets of crime
Were your dollars from the white house
Were they from the five and dime
Did the old songs taunt or cheer you
And did they still make you cry
Did you count the months and years
Or did your teardrops quickly dry
Ah, No, says he 'twas not to be
On a coffin ship I came here
And I never even got so far
That they could change my name
Thousands are sailing
Across the Western Ocean
To a land of opportunity
That some of them will never see
Fortune prevailing
Across the Western Ocean
Their bellies full
And their spirits free
They'll break the chains of poverty
And they'll dance
In Manhattan's desert twilight
In the death of afternoon
We stepped hand in hand on Broadway
Like the first man on the moon
And "The Blackbird" broke the silence
As you whistled it so sweet
And in Brendan Behan's footsteps
I danced up and down the street
Then we said goodnight to Broadway
Giving it our best regards
Tipped our hats to Mister Cohan
Dear old Times Square's favourite bard
Then we raised a glass to J.F.K.
And a dozen more besides
When I got back to my empty room
I suppose I must have cried
Thousands are sailing
Again across the ocean
Where the hand of opportunity
Draws tickets in a lottery
Postcards we're mailing
Of sky-blue skies and oceans
From rooms the daylight never sees
Where lights don't glow on Christmas trees
But we dance to the music
And we dance
Thousands are sailing
Across the Western Ocean
Where the hand of opportunity
Draws tickets in a lottery
Where e'er we go, we celebrate
The land that makes us refugees
From fear of Priests with empty plates
From guilt and weeping effigies
And we dance
this song always leaves me misty eyed
You know it took me a few minutes to remember what song that was and then when I had it ...well I was right back in a moment when I used listen to it very frequently. Thank you Bill.
" I wish to God that someone would be able to block out the voices in my head for five minutes, the voices that scream, over and over again: "Why do they come to me to die?"
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