posted March 29, 2006 11:28 AM         

no idea who wrote it .. Charlie Daniels sang it .. no idea which album

It's my life
God was the one to give it
I aint going to let nobody
Tell me how to live it
It's my song .. right or wrong
You can play along ..
You can just stay .. behind

The're my troubles
Don't you let 'em worry you none
'Cause when i signed on to be a man
I figured i was going to have some
Like i say .. you wait .. go .. stay ..
But you aint going to change .. my life ..

Well i'm low down 'n lazy
I'm ragged but i'm real
I aint never been nobodys pride 'n joy
'Cause you can take the boy out of the country
But it's hard to get all the country out of the boy

The're my troubles
I don't want you to let 'em worry you none
When i signed on to be a man
I knew i was going to have some
Like i say .. go or stay ..
Either way .. you aint going to change my life ..

(bar room piano solo )

Well i'm low down and i'm lazy
I'm ragged but i'm real ..
And i aint never been nobody's pride 'n joy
'n you can take a boy out of the country
But it's hell gettin all the country out of the boy

It's my life
God was the one to give it
'n aint no d*mn body goin' ..
Tell me how to live it
It's my song .. right or wrong
You can tag along ..
But you aint going to change my life ..

posted March 29, 2006 12:25 PM         

Hypnotized
Fleetwood Mac (Bob Welch)


It's the same kind of story
That seems to come down from long ago
Two friends having coffee together
When something flies by their window
It might be out on that lawn
Which is wide, at least half of a playing field
Because there's no explaining what your imagination
Can make you see and feel

Seems like a dream
(They) got me hypnotized

Now it's not a meaningless question
To ask if they've been and gone
I remember a talk about North
Carolina and a strange, strange pond
You see the sides were like glass
In the thick of a forest without a road
And if any man's ever made that land
Then I think it would've showed

Seems like a dream
(They) got me hypnotized

They say there's a place down in Mexico
Where a man can fly over mountains and hills
And he don't need an airplane or some kind of engine
And he never will
Now you know it's a meaningless question
To ask if those stories are right
'Cause what matters most if the feeling
You get when you're hypnotized

Seems like a dream
(They) got me hypnotized

posted March 29, 2006 12:36 PM         

Emmylou be my all time fav. lady singer
her voice can get me all choked up ..

"Icy Blue Heart" .. Emmylou Harris
(john hiatt)

She came on to him like a slow moving cold front
His beer was warmer that the look in her eye
She sat on the stool, and she said what do you want
She said give me a love that don't freeze up inside

He said, I have melted some hearts in my time dear
But to sit next to you lord I shiver and shake
And if I knew love, well I don't think I'd be here
Askin' myself if I had what it takes
To melt your icy blue heart

Should I start to turn what's been frozen for years
Into a river of tears

These days we all play cool calm and collected
Our lips could turn blue just shooting the breeze
But under the frost, wee thought he detected
A warm blush of red, and the touch of her knee

He said you're a beauty like I've never witnessed
And I've seen the northern lights dance in the air
I've felt the cold that can follow the first kiss
And there's not enough heat in the fires burning there
To melt your icy blue heart

posted March 29, 2006 12:41 PM         

You give your hand to me and then you say hello and I can hardly speak
My heart is beating so
And anyone could tell you think you know me well
But you don't know me

No you don't know the one who dreams of you at night
And longs to kiss your lips and longs to hold you tight
I'm just a friend that's all I've ever been
But you don't know me

For I never knew the art of making love
Though my heart aches with love for you
Afraid and shy I let my chance go by
The chance that you might love me too

For I never knew the art of making love
Though my heart aches with love for you
Afraid and shy I let my chance go by
The chance that you might love me too

posted March 29, 2006 12:46 PM         

(kate mccarrigle/anna mccarrigle/jane mccarrigle)

Love is a shiny car
Love is a steel guitar
Love is a battle scar
Love is a morning song
Love is a twelve-bar blues
Love is your blue suede shoes
Love is a heart abused
Love is a mind confused

And love is the pleasures I'm told
And for some love is still a band of gold
My love has no reason, has no rhyme
My love cross the double line
Love is a mine of gold
Love is a man to hold
Love is a drowning soul
Love is it's own reward

posted March 29, 2006 12:51 PM         

I crossed on the river
There'll be no returning
I crossed all the bridges
I watched them all burning
And now I'm a stranger
To a strange land I'm driven
Where all is forgotten
And nothing's forgiven

But I cried a river
A river for him
That's deeper and wider
Than I'll ever swim
The heart it will harden
The sorrow will dim
But I cried a river
A river for him

I think of him now
On the road I am taking
And wonder how long
His heart will be breaking
But he'll never hear when
The teardrops are falling
Or the sound of my voice
And the name I'm calling

But I cried a river
A river for him
That's deeper and wider
Than I'll ever swim
The heart it will harden
The sorrow will dim
But I cried a river
A river for him

posted March 29, 2006 12:57 PM         

If you were a bluebird you'd be a sad one
I'd give you a true word
But you've already had one
If you were a bluebird,
You'd be crying
You'd be flying home
If you were a raindrop,
You'd shine like a rainbow
And if you were a train stop,
The conductor would sing low
If you were a raindrop,
You'd be falling
You'd be calling home

posted March 29, 2006 06:56 PM         

take a minute and check out the song and tell me if ever in a million years you would have guessed Fleetwood Mac.

posted March 29, 2006 07:53 PM         

trivial bynote of the opinionated sort: .. in the long run .. human beings will loose their sense of music hearing .. and it will be all down to going to the mp3 format .. ..

posted March 29, 2006 08:19 PM         

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

TEACH YOUR CHILDREN ... by Graham Nash

You who are on the road
Must have a code that you can live by
And so become yourself
Because the past is just a good bye.
Teach your children well,
Their father's hell did slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picks, the one you'll know by.
Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.

And you, of tender years,
Can't know the fears that your elders grew by,
And so please help them with your youth,
They seek the truth before they can die.
Teach your parents well,
Their children's hell will slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picks, the one you'll know by.
Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

HELPLESS .. by Neil Young

There is a town in north Ontario,
With dream comfort memory to spare,
And in my mind I still need a place to go,
All my changes were there,
Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
Helpless, helpless, helpless
Baby can you hear me now?
The chains are locked and tied across the door,
Baby, sing with me somehow.
Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

4+20 .. by Stephen Stills

4+20 years ago
I come into this life
The song of a woman
And a man who lived in strife
He was tired of being poor
And he wasn't into selling door to door
And he worked like the devil to be more
A different kind of poverty now upsets my soul
Night after sleepless night
I walk the floor and I want to know
Why am I so alone?
Where is my woman can I bring her home?
Have I driven her away?
Is she gone?
Morning comes to sunrise
And I'm driven to my bed
I see that it is empty
And there's devils in my head
I embrace the many colored beast
I grow weary of the torment
Can there be no peace?
And I find myself just wishing
That my life would simply cease.

posted March 30, 2006 07:01 PM         

happy birthday eric (march 30)

Artist: Eric Clapton
Song: Promises

I don't care if you never come home.
I don't mind if you just
Keep on rowin'away on a distant sea
cuz I don't love you and you don't love me.

You cause a commotion when you come to town

You give 'em a smile and they meet
Having lovers and friends is all good and fine
But I don't like yours and you don't like mine.

La la la ...

I don't care what you do at night oh
I don't care how you get your delights
We'll leave it alone
We'll just let it be
I don't love you and you don't love me.

I got a problem
Can you relate?
I got a woman
Callin' love hate.
We made a vow
we'd always be friends.
How could we know that promises end.

La la la ...

I tried to love you for years upon years
But you refuse to take me for real
It's time you saw what I want you to see
That I'd still love you if you'd just love me.

I got a problem
Can you relate?
I got a woman
Callin' love hate.
We made a vow
we'd always be friends.
How could we know that promises end.

La la la ...

posted March 31, 2006 08:12 AM         

"Angel of the Morning" .. Bonnie Tyler

There’ll be no strings to bind your hands
Not if my love can find your heart
And there’s no need to take a stand
For it was I who choose to start
I see no need to take me home
I’m old enough to face the dawn

Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me
Oh my baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Then slowly turn away from me

Maybe the sunlight will be dim
But it won’t matter anyhow
If morning’s echoes say we’ve sinned
Then it was what I wanted now
And if we’re victims of the night
I won’t be blinded by the light

Oh my baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning
Then slowly turn away from me

Baby baby baby

Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me
Oh my baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me
Oh my baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel

posted March 31, 2006 08:19 AM         

Turn around
Every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never coming round
Turn around
Every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears
Turn around
Every now and then I get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years've gone by
Turn around
Every now and then I get a little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eyes
Turn around, bright eyes
Every now and then I fall apart
Turn around, bright eyes
Every now and then I fall apart

Turn around
Every now and then I get a little bit restless and I dream of something wild
Turn around
Every now and then I get a little bit helpless and I'm lying like a child in your arms
Turn around
Every now and then I get a little bit angry and I know I've got to get out and cry
Turn around
Every now and then I get a little bit terrified but then I see the look in your eyes
Turn around, bright eyes
Every now and then I fall apart
Turn around, bright eyes
Every now and then I fall apart

And I need you now tonight
And I need you more than ever
And if you'll only hold me tight
We'll be holding on forever
And we'll only be making it right
'Cause we'll never be wrong
Together we can take it to the end of the line
Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time
I don't know what to do
I'm always in the dark
We're living in a powder keg
And giving off sparks
I really need you tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight

Once upon a time I was falling in love
But now I'm only falling apart
There's nothing I can do
A total eclipse of the heart

Once upon a time there was light in my life
But now there's only love in the dark
Nothing I can say
A total eclipse of the heart

turn around, bright eyes
turn around, bright eyes

turn around
every now and then I know you'll never be the boy you always wanted to be
turn around
every now and then I know you'll always be the only boy who wanted me the way that I am
turn around
every now and then I know there's no one in the universe as magical and wonderous as you
turn around
every now and then I know there's nothing any better there's nothing that I just wouldn't do

turn around bright eyes
every now and then I fall apart
turn around bright eyes
every now and then I fall apart

And I need you now tonight
And I need you more than ever
And if you'll only hold me tight
We'll be holding on forever
And we'll only be making it right
'Cause we'll never be wrong
Together we can take it to the end of the line
Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time
I don't know what to do
I'm always in the dark
We're living in a powder keg
And giving off sparks
I really need you tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight

Once upon a time I was falling in love
But now I'm only falling apart
Nothing I can do
A total eclipse of the heart

posted March 31, 2006 08:40 AM         

"I put a spell on you" .. jay hawkins

I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
Ah, you'd better stop the things that you do
I ain't lying, no I ain't lying

I just can't stand it baby
The way you're always running 'round
I just can't stand it
The way you always put me down
Yeah, I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
You're mine, you're mine, you're mine

I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
You'd better stop the things that you do
Lord knows, I ain't lying
No, no, no, I ain't lying

I just can't stand it
The way you always put me down
I just can't stand it
The way you're always running 'round
I put a spell on you, ha ha
Because you're mine
You're mine, you're mine

Ain't lying...
I love you, I love you, oh anyhow
I don't care if you don't want me
I'm yours anyhow
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
Because you're mine
You're mine
Because you're mine
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

main chords to lyrics
E minor / A minor / B 7th

the other chord progression
B 7th / C / Fmaj7 / D / G / B th7 / E minor

posted March 31, 2006 09:10 AM         

If you've got the money honey I've got the time
We'll go honky tonkin' and we'll have a time
We'll have more fun baby all way down the line
If you've got the money honey I've got the time

There ain't no need to tarry let's start out tonight
We'll have fun oh boy oh boy and we'll do it right
Bring along your Cadillac leave my old wreck behind
If you've got the money honey I've got the time

[ piano - harmonica ]

We'll go honky tonkin' make every spot in town
We'll go to the park where it's dark, and we won't fool around
If you run short of money I'll run short of time
If you've got no more money honey I've got no more time

If you've got the money honey I've got the time
We'll go honky tonkin' and we'll have a time
Bring along your Cadillac leave my old wreck behind
If you've got the money honey I've got the time

posted March 31, 2006 09:15 AM         

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"good hearted woman" .. willie nelson

A long time forgotten are dreams that just fell by the way
And the good life he promised ain't what she's living today
But she never complains of the bad times or the bad things he's done
She just talks about the good times they've had and all the good times to come
She's a good hearted woman in love with a good timin' man
And she loves him in spite of his ways that she don't understand
And through teardrops and laughter they'll pass through this world hand in hand
This good hearted woman in love with her good timin' man

Now he likes the night life and bright lights and good timin' friends
And when the party's all over she'll welcome him back home again
Though she don't understand him but she does the best that she can
This good hearted woman in love with her good timin' man
She's a good hearted woman...
She's a good hearted woman..

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

posted March 31, 2006 01:24 PM         

Parabola by Tool

We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
We are Choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside...
This holy reality, this holy experience. Choosing to be here in...

This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.

Alive

This holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in...

This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion...
Of what it means to be alive

Swirling round with this familiar parable.
Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this
chance to be alive and breathing
chance to be alive and breathing.

This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember. we are eternal.
all this pain is an illusion.

------------------
`Who are you?' said the Caterpillar. This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, `I--I hardly know, sir, just at present-- at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.'
~Lewis Carroll

posted March 31, 2006 02:13 PM         

Simple Man (Gary Rossington/Ronnie VanZant)
Lynyrd Skynyrd

Mama told me when I was young
Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say.
And if you do this
It will help you some sunny day.

Take your time... don’t live too fast,
Troubles will come and they will pass.
Go find a woman and you’ll find love,
And don’t forget son,
There is someone up above.

(chorus)
And be a simple kind of man.
Be something you love and understand.
Be a simple kind of man.
Won’t you do this for me son,
If you can?

Forget your lust for the rich man’s gold
All that you need is in your soul,
And you can do this if you try.
All that I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.

(chorus)

Boy, don’t you worry... you’ll find yourself.
Follow you heart and nothing else.
And you can do this if you try.
All I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.

(chorus)

The Only Child
Jackson Browne

Boy of mine
As your fortune comes to carry you down the line
And you watch while the changes unfold
And you sort among the stories you'll be told
If some pieces of the picture are hard to find
And the answers to your questions are hard to hold

Take good care of your mother
When you're making up your mind
Should one thing or another take you from behind
Though the world may make you hard and wild
And determine how your life is styled
When you've come to feel that you're the only child
Take good care of your brother

Let the disappointments pass
Let the laughter fill your glass
Let your illusions last until they shatter
Whatever you might hope to find
Among the thoughts that crowd your mind
There won't be many that ever really matter

But take good care of your mother
And remember to be kind
When the pain of another will serve you to remind
That there are those who feel themselves exiled
On whom the fortune never smiled
And upon whose lives the heartache has been piled
They're just looking for another
Lonely child

posted March 31, 2006 02:17 PM         

Well I live on a ridgetop and Lord knows I like it just fine
Where it’s windy and foggy and quiet most all the time
My lawn is pine needles and my driveway is old funky dirt
And my front pathway markers are pieces of granite and chert

Now my taxes are high but I don’t believe it’s a sin, no
I got hundred foot pine trees that just love to dance in the wind
And a yard full of bushes that turn into pies in July
Between blue jays and hoot owls I got a twenty four hour singing sky

Now when I built my house I cut six trees to clear off the land
But there’s thirty or more left and you know that they’re gonna stand
It’s a squirrel sanctuary and they think this woods is their home
And as long as I’m here I’ll make sure people leave us all alone

Yes the hill that I live on is steep and the road is full of ruts
And the people who live in the flatland think that we folk are nuts
But the ruts in my road and the curve keep the tourists at bay
And it’s lonesome and peaceful and you know I like it that way

Now I work in the city and I think my job is a gas
And I know it’s good for me to travel and get off my @ss
But the very best parts of each trip are the Golden Gate Bridge
And the road like a snake that will lead me back home to my ridge

Tapestry
Carole King

My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue
An everlasting vision of the everchanging view
A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold
A tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold

Once amid the soft silver sadness in the sky
There came a man of fortune, a drifter passing by
He wore a torn and tattered cloth around his leathered hide
And a coat of many colors, yellow-green on either side

He moved with some uncertainty, as if he didn't know
Just what he was there for, or where he ought to go
Once he reached for something golden hanging from a tree
And his hand come down empty

Soon within my tapestry along the rutted road
He sat down on a river rock and turned into a toad
It seemed that he had fallen into someone's wicked spell
And I wept to see him suffer, though I didn't know him well

As I watched in sorrow, there suddenly appeared
A figure gray and ghostly beneath a flowing beard
In times of deepest darkness, I've seen him dressed in black
Now my tapestry's unraveling; he's come to take me back
He's come to take me back

Can’t Stop Worrying, Can’t Stop Loving
Dave Mason

Who am I talking to?
It’s just myself
Talk to the wall
When I talk to someone else
Only a few
That I’ve met really knew
Why so many good things
And so much abuse

Can’t stop from worrying
About the things to do
I can’t stop loving
Without it, nothing would seem true

I’ve got my dream
About the way it’s gonna be
I’d share it all
With someone real, not make-believe
It sometimes gets hard
To see the wood from the trees
But when things are right
Then no questions will I need

Can’t stop from worrying
About the things to do
I can’t stop loving
Without it, nothing would seem true

The scenery’s changed
But my feelings remain
Laughter and pain
And love are still the same
Something worth having
Doesn’t come too easily
A man needs a challenge
Or a man couldn’t be

posted March 31, 2006 07:02 PM         

There's a city, draped in net
Fisherman net
And in the half light, in the half light
It looks like every tower
Is covered in webs
Moving and glistening and rocking
It's babies in rhythm
As the spider of time is climbing
Over the ruins

There were hundreds of people living here
Sails at the windows
And the planes came crashing down
And many a pilot drowned
And the speed boats flying above
Put your hand over the side of the boat
What do you feel?

My mother and her little brown jug
It held her milk
And now it holds our memories
I can hear her singing
'Little brown jug don't I love thee�'
'Little brown jug don't I love thee�'
Ho ho ho, hee hee hee

I hear her laughing
She is standing in the kitchen
As we come in the back door
See it fall
See it fall
Oh little spider climbing out of a broken jug
And the pieces will lay there a while
In a house draped in net
In a room filled with coral
Sails at the window
Forests of masts
Put your hand over the side of the boat
Put your hand over the side of the boat
What do you feel?

************************************

An Architect's Dream
Kate Bush

Watching the painter painting
And all the time, the light is changing
And he keeps painting
That bit there, it was an accident
But he's so pleased
It's the best mistake, he could make
And it's my favourite piece
It's just great

The flick of a wrist
Twisting down to the hips
So the lovers begin, with a kiss
In a tryst
It's just a smudge
But what it becomes
In his hands:
Curving and sweeping
Rising and reaching
I could feel what he was feeling
Lines like these have got to be
An architect's dream

It's always the same
Whenever he works on a pavement
It starts to rain
And all the time
The light is changing

***************************************

Sunset
Kate Bush

Could be honeycomb
In a sea of honey
A sky of honey
Whose shadow, long and low
Is slipping out of wet clothes?
And changes into
The most beautiful
Iridescent blue

Who knows who wrote that song of Summer
That blackbirds sing at dusk
This is a song of colour
Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust
Then climb into bed and turn to dust

Every sleepy light
Must say goodbye
To the day before it dies
In a sea of honey
A sky of honey
Keep us close to your heart
So if the skies turn dark
We may live on in
Comets and stars

Who knows who wrote that song of Summer
That blackbirds sing at dusk
This is a song of colour
Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust
Then climb into bed and turn to dust
Who knows who wrote that song of Summer
That blackbirds sing at dusk this is a song of colour
Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust
Then climb into bed and turn to dust

Oh sing of summer and a sunset
And sing for us, so that we may remember
The day writes the words right across the sky
They go all the way up to the top of the night

***************************************

Late Night, Maudlin Street
Morrissey

Winter coming
Winter push on
(push on)
Oh, winter push on

Winter is so long
Winter moves on

The last night on Maudlin Street
Goodbye house, goodbye stairs
I was born here
And I was raised here, and
...I took some stick here

Love at first sight
It may sound trite
But it's true, you know
I could list the detail
Of everything you ever wore or said
Or how you stood the day
As we spent the last night
On Maudlin Street
"Goodbye house, forever!"
I never stole a happy hour
Around here

Where the world's ugliest boy
Became what you see
Here I am - the ugliest man
Oh, the last night on Maudlin Street
Truly I do love you
Oh, truly I do love you

When I sleep
With that picture of you framed beside my bed
Oh, it's childish and it's silly
But I think it's you in my room, by the bed
(...yes, I told you it was silly...)

And I know
I took strange pills
But I never meant to hurt you
Oh, truly I love you
Came home late one night
Everyone had gone to bed
But, you know
No-one stays up for you
I had sixteen stitches
All around my head

Oh, the last bus I missed to Maudlin Street
So he drove me home in the Van
Complaining, "Women only like me for my mind..."
Don't leave your torch behind
A powercut ahead; 1972, you know

And so we crept through the park
No, I cannot steal a pair of jeans off a clothesline
For you
But you ... without clothes
Oh, I could not keep a straight face
Me - without clothes ?
Well, a nation turns its back and gags...
I'm packed

I am moving house
A half-life disappears today
With "every hag waves me on"
(secretly wishing me gone)
Well, I will be soon
Ooh, I will be soon
I will be soon
I will be soon
Will be soon, I will be soon
Mmm ... I will be soon, I will be soon

There were bad times on Maudlin Street
They took you away in a police car
Inspector - don't you know ?
Don't you care ?
Don't you know - about Love ?

Your gran died
And your mother died
On Maudlin Street
In pain, and ashamed
With never time to say
those special things ... oh
I took the key from Maudlin Street
Well, it's only bricks and mortar !
Oh, oh, truly I love you
Oh, wherever you are
Wherever you are
Wherever you are
I hope you're singing now
Oh, I do hope
I hope you're singing now
Oh ...

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One
U2

Is it getting better
Or do you feel the same
Will it make it easier on you
Now you got someone to blame
You say one love, one life
When it's one need in the night
It's one love
We get to share it
It leaves you baby
If you don't care for it

Did I disappoint you
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without
Well it's too late tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We're one but we're not the same
We get to carry each other, carry each other
One

Have you come here for forgiveness
Have you come to raise the dead
Have you come here to play Jesus
To the lepers in your head
Did I ask too much
More than a lot
You gave me nothing
Now it's all I got
We're one but we're not the same
We hurt each other, then we do it again

posted April 01, 2006 03:18 PM         

Part of the Plan

I have these moments
All steady and strong
I'm feeling so holy and humble
The next thing I know
I'm all worried and weak
And I feel myself
Starting to crumble.

The meanings get lost
And the teachings get tossed
And you don't know what you're
Going to do next.
You wait for the sun
But it never quite comes
Some kind of message comes
Through to you.
Some kind of message comes through.
And it says to you...

(Chorus)
Love when you can
Cry when you have to...
Be who you must
That's a part of the plan
Await your arrival
With simple survival
And one day we'll all understand...

I had a woman
Who gave me her soul
But I wasn't ready to
Take it.
Her heart was so fragile
And heavy to hold
And I was afraid I might
Break it.

Your conscience awakes
And you see your mistakes
And you wish someone
Would buy your confessions.
The days miss their mark
And the night gets so dark
And some kind of message
Comes through to you
Some kind of message
Shoots through --

(Chorus)

There is no Eden or
Heavenly gates
That you're gonna make it to
One day
But all of the answers you seek
Can be found
In the dreams that you dream
On the way.

Captured Angel

Found your heart
And lost your lover
Lick your wounds
And run for cover.

Take your time
There'll be another
And don't make the same mistake twice
Unless you can pay the price.

All the years
You spent in growing
End up one more
Line you're toeing
Don't look now
Your age is showing
And its much too late
To turn back
You better pull in the slack.

Captured Angel
Aching to make your break
Your freedom's at stake
You better fly now...
Fly now, fly now
While your wings are still young
Your cage door's been flung
Wide open...
And I'm hoping you see
That there's a place beside me
If you ever need it.

Sold your dreams
For sweet salvation
Left with righteous indignation
Now it seems that you face starvation
And nourishment doesn't come cheap
You better go back to sleep.

Captured Angel
Aching to make your break
Your freedom's at stake
You better fly now...
Fly now, fly now
While your wings are still young
Your cage door's been flung
Wide open...
And I'm hoping you see
That there's a place beside me
If you ever need it.

Magic Every Moment

I awoke this morning to a shattering sound
And I went downstairs and found these shards of glass strewn all around
And there upon the floor I found this poor broken dove
And it made me realize how very fragile is this life that we so love

I came back up to bed and I held you so tight
And I prayed up to the Father, oh I prayed with all my might
That He'd always keep you with me, that He'd always keep you safe
And when I went downstairs I found that dove had somehow up and flown away

There's a magic every moment
There's a miracles each day
There's a magic every moment
Oh won't you let the music play
Oh won't you let the music play

On a high and windy island I was gazing out to sea
When a long forgotten feeling came and took control of me
It was then the clouds burst open and the sun came pouring through
When it hit those dancing waters in an instant all eternity I knew

There's so much we take for granted, there's so much we never say
We get caught up in the motion of just a living day to day
We are fettered to the future, we are prisoners of the past
And we never seem to notice 'til our lives have finally slipped right through our grasp

There's a magic every moment
There's a miracles each day
There's a magic every moment
Oh won't you let the music play
Oh won't you let the music play

You can see forever in a single drop of dew
You can see that same forever if you look down deep inside of you
There's a spark of the creator in every living thing
He respects me when I work but He so loves me when I sing

posted April 02, 2006 11:50 AM         

.. what I love about this album .. is that ..
.. he wrote all the songs about one women ..
.. i think .. he then married her ..
(not sure about the last bit )

"Wicked Games" .. Chris Isaak ..

( B minor / A / E )

The world was on fire
No one could save me but you.
Strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No, I don't want to fall in love
(This love is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't want to fall in love
(This love is only gonna break your heart)
With you
With you

What a wicked game you play
To make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do
To let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say
You never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do
To make me dream of you
And I don't wanna fall in love
(This love is only gonna break your heart)
And I don't want to fall in love
(This love is only gonna break your heart)

World was on fire
No one could save me but you
Strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you
I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No I don't wanna fall in love
(This love is only gonna break your heart)
No I don't wanna fall in love
(This love is only gonna break your heart)
With you
With you

Nobody loves no one

* * * * * * ** * * * * * * *

"Lie To Me" .. Chris Isaak

There is a woman, far over the sea.
Standing and waiting, praying for me.
Here I lie sleeping, a girl by my side.
Who am I hurting, each time I lie.

Lie to me, lie. Lie to me, lie.

There is a woman, trying hard to be brave.
The way that I hurt her, has made her afraid.
Things that I'm doing, are breaking her heart.
Still she's pretending, we'll never part.

Lie to me, lie. Lie to me, lie.

I don't care what people may say, I know everybody lies.
I'm not trying to hurt my love, I'm only trying to get by.

( Guitar Solo )

There is a woman, far over the sea.
Standing and waiting, praying for me.
Here I lie guilty, a girl by my side.
Who am I hurting, each time I lie.

Lie to me, lie. Lie to me, lie. Lie to me, lie. Lie to me, Lie

***********************************

"Blue Hotel" ... Chris Isaak

Blue hotel on a lonely highway.
Blue hotel life don't work out my way.
Blue hotel on a lonely highway.
Blue hotel life don't work out my way.
I wait alone each lonely night.
Blue hotel, blue hotel.
Blue hotel every room is lonely.
Blue hotel I was waiting only.
The night and the life of her lonely dream.
Blue hotel, blue hotel.

( Guitar Solo )

Blue hotel on a lonely highway.
Blue hotel life don't work out my way.
I wait alone each lonely night.
Blue hotel, blue hotel.