Song Lyric Sunday – Falling

SLSHelen’s theme for this week is “Falling”. Until I started looking in my music collection I didn’t realise how difficult this was going to be, so I gave up!

BUT, via a blog comment, I happened upon Vienna Teng, a beautiful singer I didn’t even know existed. You can read all about her on wikipedia and she has numerous entries on YouTube and elsewhere that are really worth a listen.

This track is called Gravity, and, if that isn’t about falling, I don’t know what is!

But there’s a bonus – Seasonal snow, and cute Mummies and babies, and a love story. What more could you ask!

Gravity

Hey love,
Is that the name you’re meant to have…
for me to call.
Look love,
they’ve given up believing,
they’ve turned aside our stories of the gentle fall
But don’t you believe them.
Don’t you drink their poison too.
These are the scars that words have carved
on me.
Hey love,
that’s the name we’ve long held back
from the core of truth
So don’t turn away now…
I am turning in revolution.
These are the scars that silence carved
on me.
This is the same place.
No, not the same place
This is the same place, love.
No, not the same place we’ve been before.
Hey love,
I am a constant satellite
of your blazing sun.
My love,
I obey your law of gravity.
This is the fate you’ve carved on me…
Your law of gravity…
This is the fate you’ve carved on me…
On me.
Songwriters: Vienna Teng
Gravity lyrics © BMG Rights Management US, LLC
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Flowers in the Snow

A beautiful, evocative, glimpse of our ephemeral lives , linked to the image of transient flowers in the snow.

No Talent For Certainty

Just flowers in the snow;
Conceived to joy, and born to grow,
To lives that ever few will know
We live, we love, we come, we go,
Just flowers in the snow.

A boy was born to parents poor,
He always dreamed of flying;
With paper, and with balsa wood,
Surroundings bad but moments good,
To his long-dream applying:
His parents wanted something more
For him: to conquer and to soar,
And so they did whate’er they could
His wish solidifying.
And when, at last, he took the skies
His life, their love, shone in their eyes
That no one now remembers, long ago —

Just flowers in the snow;
Conceived to joy, and born to grow,
To lives that ever few will know
We live, we love, we come, we go,
Just flowers in the snow.

A girl grown old, with hair of white,
Once had a dream of…

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Twittering Tales #61 – 5 December 2017

It’s time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

img_0066.jpgPhoto by MorningbirdPhoto at Pixabay.com

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here.

Charlotte and Dai were in the Maze. Quite why they were in the middle, and so far North, she had no idea.

She was one of 5 daughters from the Lower East side of New York, from an ‘all of a kind family.’

“Be careful,” she called to Dai, “there may be a monster in the hollows!”

(277 characters)

Just an Old Soup Bowl

What a good, if very disturbing article, about changing eating habits over the years!

The happy Quitter!

soup dish

It all started out with an old soup dish that I found at a resale shop, it reminded me of the soup bowls we used when I was a child. They were so much smaller than the ones I have in my kitchen cabinet now. Come to think of it, everything was smaller back then and so were we.

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Song Lyric Sunday – Courage

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Helen’s theme for this week is “Courage”. I’ve chosen a less well known song from Diana Ross who I’ve been in love with since the 1960’s when her “Supremes” talent first showed!

How can she possibly be 73? That must make me…..Wow!

 

“Hope Is An Open Window” (christopher ward/tim tickner/diana ross)

Are we not more than hunger and music
Are we not more than harlequins and horns
Are we not more than color and drums
Are we not more than anger and dance
Give me courage so I can spread it over my face and mouth
Give me courage, give me courage
Give me courage, give me courage

I walk these city streets see the people there
Look into the eyes of quiet despair
And the faces tell a story that words never can
And it falls to everyone of us to try and understand
Out of kindness
One act of grace makes the world we walk a better place

Hope is an open window
Love an open door
To reach out for each other
Is what we came here for

Through an open window
We can see the way
If we hold on to each other, every day

We build walls of suspicion with bars of fears
Tell ourselves we’ll be safe in here
I know more brings us together
Than keeps up apart
First we got to tear down these walls within our hearts

We might be strangers, we can be friends
You and I we both need to let somebody in

Hope is an open window
Love an open door
To reach out for each other
Is what we came here for

Through an open window
We can see the way
If we hold on to each other, every day

Give me courage so I can spread over my face and mouth
We are secret rivers with shaking hips and crests
Come awake in our thunder so that our eyes can see behind trees
Give me courage so I can spread over my face and mouth
Give me courage, give me courage
Give me courage, give me courage

Hope is an open window
Love’s an open door
To reach out for each other
Is what we came here for

Through an open window
We can see the way
If we hold on to each other, every day

Hope is an open window
Love an open door
Gotta be there for each other
Is what we sent here for

Through an open window
We can find a way
To love one another

Hope is an open window
Love an open door.

Tim Minchin – Commencement Address (brilliant)

If you do know who Tim Minchin is you will read this.
If you don’t know who he is then your life could be enhanced by finding out.
He really is a talented, nice, respected, clever, humorous guy.
If you have 20 minutes to spare then this is a good way to fill those minutes. Believe me.

Ward Clever

Perfect address. Just watch. I can’t improve on this! He’s Tim Minchin, yes, the same man who wrote Drowned, one of the two songs I consider the saddest. He’s actually a comedian and musician, among other things.

There are no lyrics, per se.
However, if  you’d prefer to see the edited version, then watch it here!  Right here! Right below this line!

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Twittering Tales #60​ – 28 November 2017

It’s time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

central-park-1684286_1280.jpgA Creative Commons Photo from Pixabay.com

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here.

Hector decided he could no longer tolerate the smell. He just had to confront the culprit and put an end to it.
“I won’t tell you again”, he said. “If you can’t control all that gas, you and I must go our separate ways!”
“I promise you, I’ll see the doc tomorrow”, the driver said.

(280 characters)

Song Lyric Sunday – Theme: Obsession.

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Just like Helen, who challenges us to find our Song Lyric Sunday, I was immediately heading towards The Police and Every Breath You Take. Helen’s choice is here:

Song Lyric Sunday – Shiver by Coldplay

 

I’m choosing a song that is possibly not PC and may well not be written today. It is a one off novelty song by Napoleon XIV, describing his descent into madness after obsessing about his girlfriend (or was it his dog?) deserting him. It was humour of its time and, if you are likely to be offended, please do not click on the video link……………………………….HERE  , and do not read any further.

To add to the non PC, the video is a modern version that features a certain well known person who sometimes lives (but not often) in Washington DC.

They’re Coming To Take Me Away

Remember when you ran away
And I got on my knees
And begged you not to leave
Because I’d go beserk

Well you left me anyhow
And then the days got worse and worse
And now you see I’ve gone
Completely out of my mind

And they’re coming to take me away ha-haaa
They’re coming to take me away ho-ho hee-hee ha-haaa
To the funny farm
Where life is beautiful all the time
And I’ll be happy to see those nice young men
In their clean white coats
And they’re coming to take me away ha-haaa

You thought it was a joke
And so you laughed
You laughed when I said
That losing you would make me flip my lid

Right?
You know you laughed
I heard you laugh, you laughed
You laughed and laughed and then you left
But now you know I’m utterly mad

And they’re coming to take me away ha-haaa
They’re coming to take me away ho-ho hee-hee ha-haaa
To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds
And basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes
And they’re coming to take me away ha-haaa

I cooked your food
I cleaned your house
And this is how you pay me back
For all my kind unselfish, loving deeds
Ha! Well you just wait
They’ll find you yet and when they do
They’ll put you in the A.S.P.C.A.
You mangy mutt

And they’re coming to take me away ha-haaa
They’re coming to take me away ha-haaa ho-ho hee-hee
To the funny farm where life is beautiful all the time
And I’ll be happy to see those nice young men
In their clean white coats

And they’re coming to take me away
To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds
And basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes
And they’re coming to take me away ha-haaa!

Songwriter: Jerry Samuels

They’re Coming To Take Me Away lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC