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Post by shavonfan on Dec 28, 2005 23:52:24 GMT -5
Feeling the need to "release" my feelings every now and then about the impact that my Father has on my life even after his passing......
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Post by shavonfan on Dec 28, 2005 23:53:53 GMT -5
Train
"When I Look To The Sky"
[Verse 1]
When it rains it pours and opens doors
And floods the floors we thought would always keep us safe and dry
And in the midst of sailing ships we sink our lips into the ones we love
That have to say goodbye
[Chorus:]
And as I float along this ocean
I can feel you like a notion that won't seem to let me go
Cause when I look to the sky something tells me you're here with me
And you make everything alright
And when I feel like I'm lost something tells me you're here with me
And I can always find my way when you are here
[Verse 2]
And every word I didn't say that caught up in some busy day
And every dance on the kitchen floor we didn't have before
And every sunset that we'll miss I'll wrap them all up in a kiss
And pick you up in all of this when I sail away
[Chorus:]
And as I float along this ocean
I can feel you like a notion that I hope will never leave
[Verse 3]
Whether I am up or down or in or out or just plane overhead
Instead it just feels like it is impossible to fly
But with you I can spread my wings
to see me over everything that life may send me
When I am hoping it won't pass me by
And when I feel like there is no one that will ever know me
there you are to show me
Cause when I look to the sky something tells me you're here with me
And you make everything alright
And when I feel like I'm lost something tells me you're here with me
And I can always find my way when you are here [X2]
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Post by shavonfan on Dec 29, 2005 0:17:58 GMT -5
I think it was written for me, Dad.....but really, it's just the part of you in me that it's all about.
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Post by shavonfan on Dec 29, 2005 0:52:17 GMT -5
Hey, Dad! It's pretty hard to.....well, you're Bob Dylan and I'm Jacob. You're Elvis, and I'm Lisa Marie. The shoes you walked in are big shoes to fill! You're filling up the arenas, I'm hanging around in the small clubs. There will never be another you, Dad. You're in color, and I'm in black and white.....oh, and I miss you bad!
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Post by shavonfan on Dec 29, 2005 1:24:12 GMT -5
"YOU'RE MISSING" - Bruce Springsteen
Shirts in the closet, shoes in the hall
Mama's in the kitchen, baby and all
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you're missing
Coffee cups on the counter, jackets on the chair
Papers on the doorstep, but you're not there
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you're missing
Pictures on the nightstand, TV's on in the den
Your house is waiting, your house is waiting
For you to walk in, for you to walk in
But you're missing, when I shut out the lights
You're missing, when I close my eyes
You're missing, when I see the sun rise
You're missing
Children are asking if it's alright
Will you be in our arms tonight?
Morning is morning, the evening falls I got
Too much room in my bed, to many phone calls
How's everything, everything?
Everything, everything
You're missing, you're missing
God's drifting in heaven, devil's in the mailbox
I got dust on my shoes, nothing but teardrops
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Post by shavonfan on Dec 29, 2005 10:14:34 GMT -5
"Why love, if losing hurts so much? I have no answers anymore: only the life I have lived. Twice in that life I've been given the choice: as a boy and as a man. The boy chose safety, the man chooses suffering. The pain now is part of the happiness then. That's the deal." (from the film "Shadowlands")
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Post by achebeautiful on Mar 3, 2006 18:53:59 GMT -5
Always Remember -Train
Album: For Me, It's You
Year: 2006
Always remember I'm by your side
Such a shame that you had to go
So much more that I'd like to know
So many things you forgot to show me how to do
When times are hard I forget your gone
I go to call you before it dawns on me
That you wont be there now
But I still have these words that you gave me
Always remember I'm by your side
Always remember I'm by your side
I got two kids of my own now
They grow up so fast
And how I wish you did not miss that part of who I am
But I keep doing all that I can do
And I will smile when they ask about you
And I will sing to them every day
With voice and the words that you used to say
Will change the world one day
Always remember I'm by your side
Always remember I'm by your side
And while they grow up you will show up
In things they do and say
Like a reflection to a connection
Of who they'll be one day
They will learn to get their wings
And fly through the changes life will bring
So on
And it will go on
And you will go on
And they will sing with the voice that you gave them
Always remember I'm by your side
Always remember I'm by your side
I'm by your side
I'm by your side
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Post by achebeautiful on Apr 15, 2006 11:15:29 GMT -5
TREASURE OF THE BROKEN LAND
- Mark Heard
I see you now and then in dreams
Your voice sounds just like it used to
I know you better than I knew you then
All I can say is I love you
I thought our days were commonplace
Thought they would number in millions
Now there's only the aftertaste
Of circumstance that can't pass this way again
Treasure of the broken land
Parched earth, give up your captive ones
Waiting wind of Gabriel
Blow soon upon the hollow bones
I saw the city at its tortured worst
And you were outside the walls there
You were relieved of a lifelong thirst
I was dry at the fountain
I knew that you could see my shame
But you were eyeless and sparing
I awoke when you called my name
I felt the curtain tearing
Treasure of the broken land
Parched earth give up your captive ones
Waiting wind of Gabriel
Blow soon upon the hollow bones
I can melt the clock hands down
But only in my memory
Nobody gets the second chance to be the friend they meant to be
I see you now and then in dreams
Your voice sounds just like it used to
I believe I will hear it again
God how I love you
Treasure of the broken land
Parched earth give up your captive ones
Waiting wind of Gabriel
Blow soon upon the hollow bones
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Post by achebeautiful on Apr 15, 2006 11:17:45 GMT -5
I can melt the clock hands down
But only in my memory
Nobody gets the second chance to be the friend they meant to be
I see you now and then in dreams
Your voice sounds just like it used to
I believe I will hear it again
God how I love you
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Post by ocelot on Apr 15, 2006 11:17:52 GMT -5
Mark, I'm learning alot from just you talking about your Dad and what he was like. God truly blessed you by giving you a father like that. He was a very special man, I can tell that and I never even met him.
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Post by achebeautiful on Apr 15, 2006 11:36:10 GMT -5
Thank you very much for noticing, Leona. He was a special man. If I can be half the man he was........
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Post by achebeautiful on Apr 15, 2006 20:02:42 GMT -5
Right back at you, Dad!
"Ooh Child" - Five Stairsteps or Hall & Oates
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child
Things'll get brighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child
Things'll get brighter
Some day, yeah
We'll put together what was coming undone
Some day
We'll tie it all tighter
Some day, yeah
We can lay in the rays of a beautiful sun
Some day
The sky will be brighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna be easier
Ooh-oo child
Things will be brighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna be easier
Ooh-oo child
Things will be brighter
Someday, yeah
It won't be long when I'll see you again
Someday, yeah
The time will be tighter
Someday, yeah
We'll lose the groove and the hurt in your heart
Someday, yeah
And my heart will be lighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna be easier
Ooh-oo child
Things will be brighter
Ooh-oo child
I wanna be together
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Post by achebeautiful on Aug 12, 2007 21:15:13 GMT -5
"Do What You Have To Do"
~ Sarah McLachlan
What ravages of spirit
conjured this temptuous rage
created you a monster
broken by the rules of love
and fate has led you through it
you do what you have to do
and fate has led you through it
you do what you have to do ...
And I have the sense to recognize that
I don't know how to let you go
every moment marked
with apparitions of your soul
I'm ever swiftly moving
trying to escape this desire
the yearning to be near you
I do what I have to do
the yearning to be near you
I do what I have to do
but I have the sense to recognize
That I don't know how
to let you go
I don't know how
to let you go
A glowing ember
burning hot
burning slow
deep within I'm shaken by the violence
of existing for only you
I know I can't be with you
I do what I have to do
I know I can't be with you
I do what I have to do
and I have sense to recognize but
I don't know how to let you go
I don't know how to let you go
I don't know how to let you go
This song no doubt was not written in the context of how I am feeling about it. However, while listening to the song I began to realize that much of the lyrics speak directly to how I feel about my Dad. I yearn to be with him....I miss him so much. I really don't know how to let him go. I hope I never do....
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Post by jimfromtexas on Aug 22, 2007 0:53:15 GMT -5
So, is an internet chat forum like a ham radio? For the two of you in this thread, I would have to say that I am absolutely sure it is.
Let me start out by stating that since I am not well versed at verse I will use prose in my response. I hope you don’t mind.
Although I am not saddened with the loss of a loved one; I do have a hole in my heart in which the pangs are just a strong - I believe at least. Currently, I am unjustly estranged for my Daughter. And because of the ungodly forces in this life that are given the right to exert their prowess from time to time, I can not even make any attempt at contact. Let’s just leave it at that in order to facilitate the point I would like to share.
My favorite movie of all time – and this is not because it is my “favorite” movie of all time, but because of how it moves me – is “Contact”. This is a Carl Sagen’s story with Jodie Foster as Ellie. (The elements in the last sentence contain so much meaning for me that I will need to skip to the point of my post and save those explanations for another time – probably in a future novel of mine.)
In the story of Contact, Ellie loses her father to an untimely death, not only for her father but for Ellie as well. And this was after losing her Mother years earlier, in the same manner. (Boy that Carl, for a scientist, he really knew how to sock in the melodrama, didn’t he.) One of the biggest past times for Ellie and her Dad was communicating with people from all over the world through their ham radio broadcast. Her Dad spent hours with Ellie showing her all the tricks and how to keep a record of all their contacts. He even explained to her that the transitions, with enough power, could even go out into the universe itself.
Nothing in any movie has ever shot a pang through my heart as when Ellie, during the wake for her Dad, ran up to her room, turned on the CB equipment to full power and with both hand firmly grasping the microphone tightly said, “CQ, CQ, this is Ellie. Dad!!! Can you hear me?” In the innocent mind of a child, she was hoping and desperately praying that the transmission was strong enough to actually go out through the universe to wherever her Dad was.
At least that’s the jest of how I remember the movie. Now, in my mind, I know the transmission was powerful enough to reach her Dad. The only reason he wasn’t able to respond was because they don’t have CB radios where he was. I also believe – with all my heart - that messages posted on internet chat forums are also capable of going out into the universe, and all of the loved ones we have out there can read what we post. The only reason we can’t read their responses is because they don’t have the internet where they are. But then Leona, with you lyrics, “Cause when I look to the sky something tells me you're here with me.” you already know this.
One thing I definitely have to say is; if I could find a CB radio that could reach my Daughter by going through those ungodly forces, I would buy it. No matter what the cost.
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