We’ve become antiques,
like our parents, riding
the next silver wave.
Our children have never heard
our music, asking, Is there
a dead body in the room?
In our cars, “oldies” played
as if youthful fires still burned,
back from the undead.
In the iridescent and familiar,
we drew our self-portraits in
day-glo chalks, wondrously
schlepping from song to song.
I love Eva Cassidy’s cover version of John Lennon’s “Imagine”.
Imagining is when you just let your mind drift. If we live inside our own minds then imagining beautiful things will make your mind beautiful. And if your mind is beautiful then your life will be beautiful. So if your reality isn’t, just imagine Somewhere Over the Rainbow. She sang that song too. We keep on wishing for something out of reach, because sometimes, wishes do come true.
Have a beautiful day, all you beautiful people.
The Pretenders, I’ll Stand by You
One of my favourite songs. Inspirational and very couply. When you’re going through the darkest hour, and there’s someone there for you.
James Blunt, High (2004)
Daybreak never fails and it’s my favourite time of day. The night within night is endless.
Deeper, will it be a beautiful dawn?
Lyrics:
Beautiful dawn – lights up the shore for me.
There is nothing else in the world,
I’d rather wake up and see (with you).
Beautiful dawn – I’m just chasing time again.
Thought I would die a lonely man, in endless night.
But now I’m high; running wild among all the stars above.
Sometimes it’s hard to believe you remember me.
Beautiful dawn – melt with the stars again.
Do you remember the day when my journey began?
Will you remember the end (of time)?
Beautiful dawn – You’re just blowing my mind again.
Thought I was born to endless night, until you shine.
High; running wild among all the stars above.
Sometimes it’s hard to believe you remember me.
Will you be my shoulder when I’m grey and older?
Promise me tomorrow starts with you,
Getting high; running wild among all the stars above.
Sometimes it’s hard to believe you remember me
The Fray, You Found Me (2009)
Just another pop tune but… love the chorus.
A song & dance about a yellow lemon tree. It’s for Pamela Sayers.
I have a fixation for a certain kind of male voice. A kind of gravelly voice. A very specific gravelly voice of someone I once knew. He sort of set the benchmark. (Exactly that timbre.)
Failing which, Barry White.
I had a weird experience today.
One minute we’re talking about Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony and choral auditions. The next, she lets drop that her beloved sings second bass. My mind swooned, remembering said voice. Oh his voice must be awfully sexy! *drool* Literally. Face in palm. It was unbelievable.
Napowrimo #15: carrying a tune. In a nice private place, pick out a stanza, or a few lines, that you like from a poem that you don’t otherwise feel was very successful. Say them over to yourself. Now hum them. See if you can find the tune. And now sing them aloud. (Who cares if you can sing? You’re in private. And this is poetry!) Throwing away the rest of the poem, write two more stanzas (stand-alone or connected) that go to the same tune.
(Hum…My secret Love…)
Once I had a secret crush.
Its music stroked me like a brush.
Trilling like a bird on a tree,
a sensation echoed inside of me.
So I never did confess,
listening to you I felt so blessed.
Resonance is all I ever need.
You sent vibrations to my knees.
When you softly spoke my name,
the shuddering I felt was plain.
Across the table, I levitate,
your timbre causes my mouth to salivate.
Snow Patrol, Chasing Cars (Eyes Open, 2006)
Tired of poeming, are you? Tired that the world isn’t perfect? Tired that life is complicated? This song is about just laying down. It’s not about get up and go. Tomorrow maybe, if I get lucky. (It’s been a long day.)
Lyrics:
We’ll do it all
Everything
On our own
We don’t need
Anything
Or anyone
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?
I don’t quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
They’re not enough
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?
Forget what we’re told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That’s bursting into life
Let’s waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads
I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?
Forget what we’re told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That’s bursting into life
All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes
They’re all I can see
I don’t know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things
Will never change for us at all
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?
Kate Walsh, It’s Never Over
How’re you feeling? Up or down, or pretty calm. I’m pretty calm. It’s Never Over till it’s over. Feelings, I mean.
Food is pretty important, like chocolate is an aphrodisiac and dark chocolate is an anti-oxidant. Eat the right food and your mood will be good. I know eating curry makes me feel good. Sometimes I eat pig’s ear salad (refer to picture). Rarely I admit. I don’t know if it makes me feel anything. It’s crunchy. What looks yucky may taste yummy. You don’t know till you try. What looks yummy may kill you. Like a forbidden apple.
