More Music

It's been said by me before that music plays a large role in my life. I've always enjoyed listening to music (whether it be current or oldies, classical or rock), I've always been involved with music (choir all through school and now karaoke - yes, it's not a rock band or anything, but I just like being able to feel the music and expressing the lyrics in my own way), and I would rather play a CD over and over than watch TV. Going to a concert is a major event for me and each concert I've attended has formed a vivid memory in my head. The first time I heard Stephen Page belt out, "Break Your Heart" live I was moved to tears. The second time my face was washed with the happiness and joy coming from my eyes.

I have a significant music collection, described by some as "eclectic". It has opera, it has rock. It has country, it also has a few rap albums. I have soundtracks, I have folk albums, I have disco. But there are few albums that I always have to have. When half of my CD collection was stolen a few years back, I didn't cry over most of the albums. Luckily, the majority of the albums that were taken were the ones I had bought for one song and never listened to. (Believe me, I had no problem with the Dave Matthews Band CD disappearing.)

One of the albums that was taken that I felt the need to replace was the self titled album by Seal. I was in eighth grade when my cousin, Susan, lived with us and she introduced me to this album. Seal has a light rock feel, yet his lyrics and his tone are strong. It's an album I never get tired of playing.

I want to share a couple of songs here tonight. Maybe a line or two will pop into my head and then the songs take on new meaning.

Don't Cry

Don't be so hard on yourself
Those tears are for someone else
I hear your voice on the phone
I hear you feel so alone
My baby

Ooh, my baby

Please my baby

My baby

When we were young
And truth was paramount
We were older then
And we lived a life without any doubt
Those memories
They seem so long ago

What's become of them?
When you feel like me I want you to know
...They've all gone for sure...

Don't cry
Not alone
Don't cry
Tonight my baby
Don't cry
You'll always be loved
Don't cry
Tonight
My baby

Today I dreamed
Of friends I had before
And I wonder why
The ones who care don't call anymore
My feelings hurt
But you know I overcome the pain
And I'm stronger now
There can't be a fire unless there's a flame

Don't cry
You're not alone
Don't cry
Tonight my baby
Don't cry
You'll always be loved
Don't cry oh...
Limousines and sycophants
Don't leave me now
'Cause I'm afraid what you've done to me
Is now the wolf
In my bed

In my head
In my head
In my head

The challenges, we took were hard enough
They get harder now
Even when we think that we've had enough
Don't feel alone
'Cause it's I you understand
I'm your sedative
Take a piece of me whenever you can

Don't cry...you're not alone
...don't be so hard on yourself...

Don't cry...tonight my baby
...These tears are for...someone else...

Don't cry...you'll always be loved
...I hear your voice on the phone...

Don't cry...tonight sweet baby
...I hear you feel...so alone

Don't cry...don't cry...don't cry...don't you cry...
...my baby
Cry...don't cry...
'Cause you still be loved
Don't cry
Don't cry tonight
Ohh...

My baby my baby my baby my baby my baby my baby my baby
...ba da ba ba da da...

my baby my baby my my baby my baby my baby my baby (I think you get the picture now)

My baby...

You'll still be loved

Prayer for the Dying

Fearless people
Careless needle
Harsh words spoken
And lives are broken

Forceful aging
Help me I'm fading
Heaven's waiting
It's time to move on

Crossing that bridge
With lessons I've learned
Playing with fire
And not getting burned
I may not know what you're going through
But time is the space
Between me and you
Life carries on...it goes on

Just say die,
And that would be pessimistic
In your mind
We can walk across water
Please don't cry
It's just a prayer for the dying
I just don't know what's got into me

Been crossin' that bridge
With lessons I've learned
...learned...

Playing with fire
And not getting burned
...burned, burned...

I may not know what you're going through
But time is the space
Between me and you

There is a light through that window
...light through that window...
Hold on say yes, while people say no

Life carries on
...on on on...
Ohh!
It goes on...oh-ee-oh, whoa-ee-oh ho oh...

I'm crossing that bridge
With lessons I've learned
I'm playing with fire
And not getting burned
I may not know what you're going through
But time is the space
Between me and you
There is a light through that window
Hold on say yes, while people say no

'Cause life carries on...oh-ee-oh, whoa-ee-oh ho on...
It goes on...oh-ee-on
It goes on
Whoah
Whoah
Life carries on

When nothing else matters

When nothing else matters

I just don't know what's got into me

It's just a prayer for the dying
...dying dying dying dying...

For the dying

People Asking Why

Why, am I changing?
Why do people get complacent with the things they're told?
World disasters they come and go
I'd give anything just to be back home
'Cause there are people, asking why
There are people, who believe in

In life, gets confusing but I don't know why
But I've made my plans already
Had this trouble with it all my life
Well world disasters, they come and go
I'd give all my strength to be back home
'Cause there are people, asking why
There are people asking

How do I get back to where I've come from, now?
How will I plant this garden I've destroyed, green?
Can I get back to where I've come from?
'Cause there are people, who believe in life

Well how do we get to where we come from?
Peace and love ain't enough these days
Evolution says, "Time is running out,
We've been here too long..."

'Cause there are people, asking, why?
...ayea..........no-hoo..............

Ohh, there are people, asking...
...ayea...........

How do I get to where I've come from, now?
How will I paint this garden I've destroyed, green?
Can I get back to where I come from?
'Cause there are people, who believe it (Repeat 2 more times)

...How do I get back to where I've come from, now...?
How do I get back to where I've come from, now?

How will I paint this garden I've...