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Saturday, February 22, 2014

Me and Music

Hey peeps! So. Realizing something I've known my whole life. Lmao. Ever do that? Bet you have. Just never realized it... 

For instance... Today I've realized (once again) that music means do freaking much to me... it is the audio version of Hallmark. Says things you've felt but never been able to put into words... You feel me? Not yet? Okay. Give me a sec.

The song that best describes what I'm looking for long term: Wanted by Hunter Hayes:

You know I'd fall apart without you
I don't know how you do what you do
'Cause everything that don't make sense about me
Makes sense when I'm with you

Like everything that's green, girl, I need you
But it's more than one and one makes two
Put aside the math and the logic of it
You gotta know you're wanted too

'Cause I wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
Yeah, I, I wanna make you feel wanted

Anyone can tell you you're pretty, yeah
And you get that all the time, I know you do
But your beauty's deeper than the make-up
And I wanna show you what I see tonight...

When I wrap you up
When I kiss your lips.
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
'Cause, baby, I, I wanna make you feel wanted

As good as you make me feel
I wanna make you feel better
Better than your fairy tales
Better than your best dreams
You're more than everything I need
You're all I ever wanted
All I ever wanted

And I just wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
Yeah, I wanna make you feel wanted
Baby, I wanna make you feel wanted

You'll always be wanted 


Yup. Me in a nutshell. (Interesting  metaphor... started around Shakespeare times... hard exterior within which a kernel of a nut is enclosed. Used as something very briefly explained. But seriously a hard exterior for something much meatier and sweet inside... like it!)

Now other songs include "Sing" by My Chemical Romance:


Sing it out
Boy, you've got to see what tomorrow brings
Sing it out
Girl, you've got to be what tomorrow needs
For every time that they want to count you out
Use your voice every single time you open up your mouth

Sing it for the boys
Sing it for the girls
Every time that you lose it sing it for the world
Sing it from the heart
Sing it till you're nuts
Sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts
Sing it for the deaf
Sing it for the blind
Sing about everyone that you left behind
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world

Sing it out, boy they're gonna sell what tomorrow means
Sing it out, girl before they kill what tomorrow brings
You've got to make a choice
If the music drowns you out
And raise your voice
Every single time they try and shut your mouth

Sing it for the boys
Sing it for the girls
Every time that you lose it sing it for the world
Sing it from the heart
Sing it till you're nuts
Sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts
Sing it for the deaf
Sing it for the blind
Sing about everyone that you left behind
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world

Cleaned-up corporation progress
Dying in the process
Children that can talk about it,
Living on the railways
People moving sideways
Sell it till your last days
Buy yourself a motivation
Generation Nothing,
Nothing but a dead scene
Product of a white dream
I am not the singer that you wanted
But a dancer
I refuse to answer
Talk about the past, sir
Wrote it for the ones who want to get away

Keep running!

Sing it for the boys
Sing it for the girls
Every time that you lose it sing it for the world
Sing it from the heart
Sing it till you're nuts
Sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts
Sing it for the deaf
Sing it for the blind
Sing about everyone that you left behind
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world

Got to see what tomorrow brings
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world
Girl, you've got to be what tomorrow needs
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world

Very cool, huh? Let's keep going...

Not Over You by Gavin Degraw:



Dreams, that's where I have to go
To see your beautiful face anymore
I stare at a picture of you and listen to the radio
Hope, hope there's a conversation
We both admit we had it good
But until then it's alienation, I know
That much is understood
And I realize

[Chorus:]
If you ask me how I'm doing
I would say I'm doing just fine
I would lie and say that you're not on my mind
But I go out and I sit down at a table set for two
And finally I'm forced to face the truth,
No matter what I say I'm not over you, not over you

Damn, damn girl, you do it well
And I thought you were innocent
Took this heart and put it through hell
But still you're magnificent
I, I'm a boomerang, doesn't matter how you throw me
I turn around and I'm back in the game
Even better than the old me
But I'm not even close without you

[Chorus:]
If you ask me how I'm doing
I would say I'm doing just fine
I would lie and say that you're not on my mind
But I go out and I sit down at a table set for two
And finally I'm forced to face the truth,
No matter what I say I'm not over you

And if I had the chance to renew
You know there isn't a thing I wouldn't do
I could get back on the right track
But only if you'd be convinced
So until then...

[Chorus:]
If you ask me how I'm doing
I would say I'm doing just fine
I would lie and say that you're not on my mind
But I go out and I sit down at a table set for two
And finally I'm forced to face the truth,
No matter what I say I'm not over you
Not over you
Not over you
Not over you 



Bruises - Train/Ashley Monroe:

Haven't seen you since high school
Good to see you're still beautiful
Gravity hasn't started to pull
Quite yet I bet you're rich as hell

One that's five and one that's three
Been two years since he left me
Good to know that you got free
That town I know was keeping you down on your knees

These bruises make for better conversation
Loses the vibe that separates
It's good to let you in again
You're not alone in how you've been
Everybody loses, we all got bruises
We all got bruises

Have you seen him? Not in years
How about her? No but I hear
She's in Queens with the man of her dreams
Funny back then she said that about you

Que sera you'll never guess who I saw
Remember Johnny B remember him we were best friends practically
Let's do this soon again, ten years is that what it's been?
Can't believe how time flies by
Leaving you makes me wanna cry

These bruises make for better conversation
Loses the vibe that separates
It's good to let you in again
You're not alone in how you've been
Everybody loses, we all got bruises
We all got bruises

I would love to fix it all for you
I would love to fix you too
Please don't fix a thing whatever you do

These bruises make for better conversation
Loses the vibe that separates
It's good to know you've got a friend
That you remember now and then
Everybody loses

These bruises make for better conversation
Loses the vibe that separates
It's good to let you in again
You're not alone in how you've been
Everybody loses,everybody loses, everybody loses
We all got bruises, We all got bruises, We all got bruises

Just A Kiss - Lady Antebellum

Waiting for Superman - Daughtry

Best Day of My Life - American Authors

Dayum... I can go on and on... can't you? What songs describe you? Your feelings? Your life and what you've been through?!?! Crazy huh? So many... So, so many. 

Just something for us all to think about. I asked an artist friend what inspired him to write his music... I believe his response was something like "some of it is life, some of it is sitting around here with nothing else to do" I may be totally wing, but to me that latter says hopes and dreams of what he'd like to see happen. I dunno. It'd what it would mean to me any way...

Good night again blog. Think I'm gonna listen to some music and drift off to la la land in my own private euphoria... :-* :-* :-*


1 comment:

  1. I LOVE my Missy.
    Songs? Yeah, me too. Too much.
    When I'm low. Steppenwolf, Desperation. It's so hippy, I think it's the music or passion that moves me rather than the lyrics. John Kay could feel. Youtube it. He says:
    When rain drops fall and you feel low
    Ah, do you ever think it's useless
    Do you feel like letting go
    Do you ever sit and do you wonder
    Will the world ever change
    And just how long will it take
    To have it all rearranged

    Tell me why these things are still the same
    Tell me why no one can seem to learn from mistakes

    Take my hand if you don't know where your goin'
    I'll understand, I've lost the way myself
    Oh, don't take that old road it leads to nowhere
    We must return before the clock strikes twelve

    It's so easy to do nothin'
    When you're busy night and day
    Take a step in one direction
    And take a step the other way
    So don't stop tryin' when you stumble
    Don't give up should you fall
    Keep on searchin' for the passway
    That will lead you through the wall
    Don't look back or you'll be left behind
    Don't look back or you will never find peace of mind

    When I'm feeling so high on my baby I can't believe my good fortune, I like
    The Beatles, McCartney's songs in particular.
    I've Just Seen A Face
    For You Blue
    I've Got A Feeling
    Oh! Darling
    Then there's Jack Johnson, a favorite. Anything on In Between Dreams
    Do you know him?
    steveboggZ@gmail.com

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