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Post by ocelot on Sept 26, 2005 11:45:18 GMT -5
"Last Days" By Cindy Morgan (Written by Cindy Morgan)
Sitting by your bedside You breathe your breath away Funny how those walls we've built Have all been chipped away You can find a lot to say In the last days
And, words seem more important Than they've ever seemed before Carry us to a place of trust Beyond forgiveness door You can find a lot to say In the last days In the last days
Who knows where you and I will be tomorrow Will we dance or drink away our sorrow Cause if we let it, it'll slip away And it'll be too late In the last days
Wounds grow deeper, time goes by We starve our pain And feed our pride 'Til heaven's doors swing open wide
'Cause who knows where you and I will be tomorrow Oh, will we dance with the saints or drink away our sorrow If we let it, it'll slip away And it'll be too late
Sitting by your bedside And time just slipped away What I'd give to turn back time And have just one more day To tell you all I meant to say All we forget to say
In the last days
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Post by shavonfan on Sept 26, 2005 16:35:05 GMT -5
Hey, very good song! I will have to find that one! Thanks!
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Post by shavonfan on Sept 26, 2005 16:59:16 GMT -5
Tom Waits "I Hope That I Don’t Fall in Love With You" Well I hope that I don’t fall in love with you ’cause falling in love just makes me blue, Well the music plays and you display Your heart for me to see, I had a beer and now I hear you Calling out for me And I hope that I don’t fall in love with you.
Well the room is crowded, people everywhere And I wonder, should I offer you a chair? Well if you sit down with this old clown, Take that frown and break it, Before the evening’s gone away, I think that we could make it, And I hope that I don’t fall in love with you.
Well the night does funny things inside a man These old tom-cat feelings you don’t understand, Well I turn around to look at you, You light a cigarette, I wish I had the guts to bum one, But we’ve never met, And I hope that I don’t fall in love with you.
I can see that you are lonesome just like me, And it being late, you’d like some company, Well I turn around to look at you, And you look back at me, The guy you’re with has up and split, The chair next to you’s free, And I hope that you don’t fall in love with me.
Now it’s closing time, the music’s fading out Last call for drinks, I’ll have another stout. Well I turn around to look at you, You’re nowhere to be found, I search the place for your lost face, Guess I’ll have another round And I think that I just fell in love with you.
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Post by ocelot on Sept 26, 2005 17:54:24 GMT -5
I love those lyrics. It says a story so beautifully. Thanks for sharing.
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Post by ocelot on Sept 27, 2005 10:26:06 GMT -5
"In These Rooms" By Cindy Morgan (Written by Cindy Morgan)
In these rooms dark and bare I recall when life was living here How we sang and how we cried A little of us lived here And a little of us died Mama she knew how to sing BUt her eyes were always sad and wondering You see her daddy drank And he ran around He ran away with all her dreams And she looked just like an angel With broken wings
My sister she was a wild little thing With a heart made of gold BUt if you didn't look deep inside her You might never know She never learned to believe in herself But she learned other things And she looked just like an angel With broken wings
Broken angel You can learn how to fly Let the wind carry you Far deep and wide Beautiful angel Well, it's okay to cry Cause your tears will bloom Someday on the other side
I never liked my mama's daddy For more reasons than I can share My mama held him as he died And I'm ashamed to say I never cried or cared Chubby fat and insecure Two crooked teeth And clothes from a thrift store Well I never quite fit in I guess that's why I'm singing
Broken angel You can learn how to fly Let the wind carry you Far deep and wide Beautiful angel Well, it's okay to cry Cause your tears will bloom Someday on the other side
In these rooms Dark and bare What once seemed So confusing Seems crystal clear If I were to look back into you The way you've looked down into me I bet you'd look just like an angel I bet you'd look alot like me yeah I bet you'd look just like an angel Oh with broken wings, broken wings
Broken angel You can learn how to fly Let the wind carry you Far deep and wide Beautiful angel Well, it's okay to cry Cause your tears will bloom Someday on the other side
Yeah, your tears will bloom someday On the other side
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Post by shavonfan on Sept 27, 2005 10:48:03 GMT -5
That is an amazing piece of songwriting! I am not at all familiar with Cindy Morgan, but will have to check her out. Thanks!
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Post by shavonfan on Sept 27, 2005 10:55:06 GMT -5
Newsboys "Elle G."
thumbs out on a desert road I am told leads to nowhere any shade is as good as the next if your shadow doesn't go there week seven: Did you really assume I'd find some solace from the letter in your room? next life, could you kindly refain from throwing yourself at the mercy of a train?
silence all, nobody breathe how in the world could you just leave? you promised you would silence that evil with good
hear me out, I have the floor,I'll give you my tears, I'll listen more you promised you would overcome evil with good
maybe this world is a barren place for a soul prone to get lost but heaven still hounds from the smallest sounds to the cries of the storm-tossed week nine: I am writing in the sand any little clue that could help me understand every whispered secret, every muffled sigh every half-truth that was added to a lie
silence all, nobody move I've got to know now what you hoped to prove you promised you would silence that evil with good
shame feeds guilt, guilt needs release you took it to God you made your peace and swore that you would overcome evil with good
every old demon playing back the crime if they needed blood, I'd have gladly given mine a Child of the Kingdom; still an invalid forgive her, please Father she don't know what she did
silence all, now go to sleep the water's free, the well is deep how can we return that which we never could earn?
God, I long to see her face we haven't a hope beyond Your grace I know that You will overcome evil for good
The song is written about a friend who committed suicide......
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Post by ocelot on Sept 27, 2005 11:14:02 GMT -5
That is a very beautiful song. Thank you very much for sharing.
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Post by shavonfan on Sept 28, 2005 11:08:56 GMT -5
"Talking To The Moon" by Don Henley
In the hot September sun down in texas Sucked the streams bone dry Turned to roads to dust In the sleepy little towns down in texas, The shades are all pulled down; The streets are all rolled up. And the only thing that breaks the silence Are the trucks a-passin’ by Late at night on the front porch swing You can hear their mournful sigh And the lonesome weeping willow cries to the stars above He was callin’ out for his lady love She’s been gone so long
I was just talkin’ to the moon Hopin’ someday soon that I’d be over The memory of you-too hard to hold
And the wind across the plains Is all that now remains And the night shakes loose the names But they never quite go back the way they came
So, good-bye rodeo It’s a long, funny way for men to go Never change Never change at all
I was just talkin’ to the moon Hopin’ someday soon that I’d be over The memory of you- too hard to hold on
I was just talkin’ to the moon Hopin’ someday soon that I’d be over the Memory of you
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Post by ocelot on Sept 28, 2005 13:44:44 GMT -5
"Rearview" By Anastacia (Written by Anastacia, Kara DioGuardi, & John Shanks)
I use to tell myself that you would wait I borrowed time for two and I twisted fate I left us floating in the air for the wind to hold on to It let me down it let you go
I drive around like everything's okay And I feel the lightning in our own mistakes And I was gonna tell you I wish all our wrongs could be right I'm too late I looked in my rearview And now I don't see you
Sometimes the things you want are hard to take Sometimes the ones you love are risks you don't make The dust has settled into nothingness And I yearn for yesterday Just look around I'm still the same
I drive around like everything's okay And I feel the lightning in our own mistakes And I was gonna tell you I wish all our wrongs could be right I'm too late I looked in my rearview And now I don't see you
So many things that we didn't say So many reasons the world's not the same Oh, it's not the same
I drive around like nothing her has changed But I know the sky has one more cloud to break And I was gonna tell you I wish all our wrongs could be right I'm too late I looked in my rearview And now I don't see you
I drive around and everything has changed And I feel the lightning in my own mistakes And I was gonna tell you I wish all our wrongs could be right I'm too late I looked in my rearview And now I don't see you
I use to tell myself that you would wait
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Post by shavonfan on Sept 28, 2005 16:17:07 GMT -5
Geez! We better put a happy song in here, because I'm getting sad! Great lyrics!
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Post by shavonfan on Sept 28, 2005 17:33:30 GMT -5
"I Know You" by Cindy Morgan
If I could see beyond the step before me Beyond my doubts and fears If I could just feel Your hand in my hand See with my eyes You're here Maybe I'd lean on You More than I already do (yeah) Or maybe I'd turn away, Pretend that I don't need you
Chorus
But You know the questions And You have the answers To the doubts within my heart (hey) And you have the strength and You have the love to fill - Oh, To fill every empty part And I'm glad that You know all You do And I'm glad that I know You
If I could just learn how not to stumble Catch myself when I fall If I could just learn to keep my mouth shut When silence is best for all I need You desperately To calm the rage in me Gets harder for me to conceive How You could choose to love me
Chorus
The more that we learn the less we know, And the weaker we are the more we grow
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Post by ocelot on Sept 28, 2005 19:16:39 GMT -5
I love that song. It's such a powerful song.
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Post by shavonfan on Sept 28, 2005 19:35:25 GMT -5
Yep! And sung beautifully too! My heart needed to find words for how it felt, and I think this song fills that need.
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Post by shavonfan on Sept 28, 2005 20:44:24 GMT -5
"Portrait (He Knew)" by Kansas
( ....I'll give you one guess to figure out who this song is about )
He had a thousand ideas, you might have heard his name He lived alone with his vision Not looking for fortune or fame Never said too much to speak of He was off on another plane The words that he said were a mystery Nobody's sure he was sane
But he knew, he knew more than me or you No one could see his view, Oh where was he going to
He was in search of an answer The nature of what we are He was trying to do it a new way He was bright as a star But nobody understood him "His numbers are not the way" He's lost in the deepest enigma Which no one's unraveled today
But he knew, he knew more than me or you No one could see his view, Oh where was he going to And he tried, but before he could tell us he died When he left us the people cried, Oh where was he going to?
He had a different idea A glimpse of the master plan He could see into the future A true visionary man But there's something he never told us It died when he went away If only he could have been with us No telling what he might say
But he knew, he knew more than me or you No one could see his view Oh, where was he going to But he knew, you could tell by the picture he drew It was totally something new, Oh where was he going to
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