Breathing again

I knew you well:
your regrets, your wishes,
your secret names,
your dreams unleashed

But little did I know
once the fear was long gone
I'd be hearing words
so many long for

We sat and stared
through those trembling moments
(the key was kept
on the back of my hand)

But little did we know
once the door was open
we'd be humming songs
so many long for

For everything that we've shared in this life
You’ve given me a gift of song.
For everything that we've been through
I give you my all.
I'm breathing again

But little did we know
once the door was open
we'd be humming songs
so many long for

© Stream of passion

It takes a year

...to see your child's first tooth
...to see him walking for the first time
...to grow a ginger blossom
...to learn the belly dance
...to knit the perfect bedspread
...to lose your stupid fears
...to know the way you are heading to
...to change your mind about love
...to love you.

Música © William Ackerman

I'll be there for you

So no one told you life was gonna be this way
Your job’s a joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A.

It's like you're always stuck in second gear
And it hasn't been your day, your week, your month,
or even your year
but..

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cos you're there for me too...

You're still in bed at ten
And work began at eight
You've burned your breakfast
So far... things are goin' great

Your mother warned you there'd be days like these
Oh but she didn't tell you when the world has brought
You down to your knees that...

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cos you're there for me too...

No one could ever know me
No one could ever see me
Seems you're the only one who knows
What it's like to be me
Someone to face the day with
Make it through all the rest with
Someone I'll always laugh with
Even at my worst I'm best with you, yeah

It's like you're always stuck in second gear
And it hasn't been your day, your week, your month,
or even your year...

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cos you're there for me too...

I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
'Cos you're there for me too...

© The Rembrandts

Let no man steal your thyme

Come all you fair and tender girls
That flourish in your prime,
Beware, beware keep your garden fair
Let no man steal your thyme,
Let no man steal your thyme

For when your thyme it is past and gone
He'll care no more for you,
And in the place your thyme was raised
Will spread all o'er with rue,
Will spread all o'er with rue

For woman is a branchy tree
And man’s a clinging wine,
And from her branches carelessly
He’ll take what he can find
He’ll take what he can find
He’ll take what he can find

© Pentangle

Raindrops keep falling on my head

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me 'cause
I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'

So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'

But there's one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'

Yeah but I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me

It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me 'cause
I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'

Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me

© Ben folds five

Mother Nature's son

Born a poor young country boy
Mother Nature's son
All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone.

Sit beside a mountain stream
See her waters rise
Listen to the pretty sound of music as she flies.

Find me in my field of grass
Mother Nature's son
Swaying daises sing a lazy song beneath the sun.

Mother Nature's son.

© The Beatles

High

Blow out the candlelight
Look at the shadows on the walls
Just follow your heart
You've waited long enough

Don't turn me down and say you won't
Cause then you'd lie to me
And no, you cannot lie to me
I would see

And now I know it is time to
possess your mind, whole
And now I know it is time to
give away what I saved

I've got the feeling that
it will be this time
I've got the feeling that
it won't be right, won't be wrong
I've got the feeling you're
arousing my senses
I've got the feeling that I have
to feel, have to feel

And now I know it is time to
possess your mind, whole
And now I know it is time to
give away what I saved

And you will take me, high, so high
And you will take me, high, so high
So high
So high
High
High

© Ambeon

Music, when soft voices die

Music, when soft voices die,

Vibrates in the memory -

Odours, when sweet violets sicken,

Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,

Are heaped for the beloved's bed;

And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,

Love itself shall slumber on.

Percy B. Shelley

Música © Franz Schubert - Trío para piano en Mi bemol

Fire of unknown origin

Death comes sweeping through the hallway
Like a lady's dress
Death comes driving down the highway
In it's Sunday best

A fire of unknown origin
Took my baby away
A fire of unknown origin
Took my baby away

Swept her up and off my wavelength
Swallowed her up
Like the ocean in a fire
So thick and grey

A fire of unknown origin
Took my baby away
A fire of unknown origin
Took my baby away

Death comes driving
I can't do nothing
Death goes
There must be something
There must be something
That remains
There must be something
There must be something

A fire of unknown origin
Took my baby away
A fire of unknown origin
Took my baby
Took my baby away

© Blue Oyster Cult

Beautiful wasteland

It rarely makes the news today, the place where I was born
They called it a wasteland, a wilderness gone wrong
Where the twisted trees have fallen, the branches stripped and bare
In the silence of the night time, innocence is here.
Beautiful Wasteland, is me
Beautiful Wasteland, is me
If only you'll see, you'll believe.

I embraced my father's warnings, and studied in your schools
to justify your theories and convuluted rules
Travelled to the corner's, where everybody knows
My country's been wearing, the emperor's clothes

Beautiful Wasteland, is me
Beautiful Wasteland, is me
If only you'll see, you'll believe.

I'll take you there, to the bracken slopes, where the summer's rolling in.
I'll take you there.

We're lying by the ocean, our western breeze is still
She's the heart of all seasons, a mother to my soul
When the century is over, and the shipping days are done
Like a child for the first time I will lie here again.

Beautiful Wasteland, is me
Beautiful Wasteland, is me
If only you'll see, you'll believe.

© Capercaille