O/T Favourite Lyrics

[madasahatstand]

no idea but prince did write it

[kinboshi]

Just been on telly:



It's been seven hours and fifteen days
Since you took your love away...<snip>

 

Written by Prince, but absolutely perfectly delivered by Sinead O'Connor.

Bugger, I logged on to delete these lyrics, hoping no one had commented on them, 'cos I don't want my ex getting the wrong idea!!

Oh well!!  lol

Still a feckin' good song tho!

Was this song not written about Miss O'Connors mother who sadly died before mother and daughter had chance to end a feud?

I don't think so (but I could definitely be wrong).  I'm sure Prince wrote it and then Sinead O'Connor adopted it witrh reference to her mother. 

Anyone know for sure?

[turny]

amongst the best lyrics ever written


"if you want the fruit to fall,
you have to give the tree a shake,
if you shake the tree to hard bow is gonna break.


not a great lover of the song but these lyrics are great.

name the song and artist

[roverthtaeh]

Just been on telly:



It's been seven hours and fifteen days
Since you took your love away...<snip>

 

Written by Prince, but absolutely perfectly delivered by Sinead O'Connor.

Bugger, I logged on to delete these lyrics, hoping no one had commented on them, 'cos I don't want my ex getting the wrong idea!!

Oh well!!  lol

Still a feckin' good song tho!

Was this song not written about Miss O'Connors mother who sadly died before mother and daughter had chance to end a feud?

I don't think so (but I could definitely be wrong).  I'm sure Prince wrote it and then Sinead O'Connor adopted it witrh reference to her mother. 

Anyone know for sure?

Apparently written by Prince in 1985 for a funk band called The Family.
Adopted, as you quite rightly said, by Sinead.

[roverthtaeh]

amongst the best lyrics ever written


"if you want the fruit to fall,
you have to give the tree a shake,
if you shake the tree to hard bow is gonna break.


not a great lover of the song but these lyrics are great.

name the song and artist

Mary's Prayer - Danny Wilson

[action man]

He works hard to give her all he thinks she wants
But it tears her apart ‘cause nothing’s for her heart
He pulls in late to wake her up with a kiss goodnight
If he could only read her mind, she’d say…
[CHORUS]
Buy me a rose, call me from work
Open a door for me, what would it hurt
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
These are the little things I need the most in my life
Now the days have grown to years of feelin’ all alone
As she sits and wonders if all she’s doin’ is wrong
‘Cause lately she’d try anything just to turn his head
Would it make a difference if she said, if she said…
[CHORUS]
[BRIDGE]
And the more that he lives the less that he tries
To show her the love that he holds inside
And the more that she gives the more that he sees
This is the story of you…and me
So I bought you a rose on the way home from work
To open the door to a heart that I hurt
And I hope you notice this look in my eyes
‘Cause I’m gonna make things right for the rest of your life
And I’m gonna hold you tonight, tonight
Do all those little things for the rest of your life

[turny]

amongst the best lyrics ever written


"if you want the fruit to fall,
you have to give the tree a shake,
if you shake the tree to hard bow is gonna break.


not a great lover of the song but these lyrics are great.

name the song and artist

Mary's Prayer - Danny Wilson

correctamundo 


i seem to attach to certain lines in songs rather than full lyrics.

heres another i like and use to inspire when needed.

"the strong are sometimes wrong but the weak are never free"

i love this liine,such a simple line but says alot.

again name the song and artist

[booder]

i seem to attach to certain lines in songs rather than full lyrics.

heres another i like and use to inspire when needed.

"the strong are sometimes wrong but the weak are never free"

i love this liine,such a simple line but says alot.

again name the song and artist

heaven 17   come live with me

[Clairebear]

Tori Amos is amazing...

"Crucify"

Every finger in the room
Is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces
Then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach
I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Just what God needs
One more victim

Why do we
Crucify ourselves
Every day
I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Every day
I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains

Got a kick for a dog
Beggin' for Love
I gotta have my suffering
So that I can have my cross
I know a cat named Easter
He says will you ever learn
You're just an empty cage girl
If you kill the bird
I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Got enough guilt to start
My own religion

Why do we
Crucify ourselves
Every day
I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Every day
I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains

Looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Where are those angels, when you need them

[HarlemShuffle]

"So how does it feel to see the sky ripped open?
To see the rain through a gaping wound?
Pelting the women and children
Who run into the arms of America"

[HarlemShuffle]

Just been on telly:



It's been seven hours and fifteen days
Since you took your love away...<snip>

 

Written by Prince, but absolutely perfectly delivered by Sinead O'Connor.

Have you heard the Kelly Jones, from the Stereophonics' version. It's quality!

[booder]

I'm hearing only bad news from Radio Africa.
I'm hearing only bad news from Radio Africa

They've still got trouble with a monster in the South.
Heads buried deep in that lion's mouth
Like a jaw snapped shut, it keeps them apart
If that jaw got broke it would be a start

The West still complains about the foreign aid
They'd do better to change the terms of trade
More tanks than food in the Ogaden
It looks like Moscow got it wrong again

Mozambique and Mugabe
Still got Frelimo I hear them say
But 'Exchange' means…
'Recession' means…
It all means 'Harder to take'
Tanzania should be moving up a gear
Instead they've got to step on the brake

Can't stop a movement that's come this far
But 'Lending' means…
'Interest' means…
'Harder to Fight'
Independence has a hidden expense
When the hands on the purse strings are white

[Newportlad]

this one means a lot to me:

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold

[booder]

When I was just sixteen - I stood waiting for a dream -
at Barker Street bus station every night
When I tried to get it on - she just looked at me with scorn - my courage
turned to dust and I took flight

For those looks they seemed to say
You ain't nuthin' - Go away
You're just a face in the crowd so I went home and I vowed
I'm gonna be somebody - someday

Her name was Irene Wilde - Oh such beauty for a child
When she started dating boys - I nearly died
For I could not barely stand to see someone hold her hand
I felt I had to crawl away and hide
In my mother's living room I composed so many tunes
All the same - just a frame - for her name, and just to say
Gonna be somebody - someday

Wild as your name I soon left that country town
I been around, seen some fame, seen some ups and seen some downs
Smile through your shock when you hear your name aloud
It's that face in the crowd - didn't dig it - much too proud...

When I was just sixteen I stood waiting for a dream
A Barker Street bus station non affair
At the time it seemed so sad, but it did not turn out bad
If you hadn't messed me up I'd still be there
And I think most folks agree, a little put-down makes them see
They ain't no chain - just a link and that's why you made me think
Gonna be somebody - be somebody - be somebody - someday

[booder]

Well baby, there you stand
With your little head, down in your hand
Oh, my God, you can't believe
It's happening again
your baby's gone, and you're all alone
and it looks like the end.

And you're back out on the street.
And you're tryin' to remember.
How will you start it over?
You don't know if you can.
You don't care much for a stranger's touch,
but you can't hold your man.

You never thought you'd be alone
this far down the line
And I know what's been on your mind
You're afraid it's all been wasted time

The autumn leaves have got you thinking
about the first time that you fell
You didn't love the boy too much, no, no
you just loved the boy too well, farewell
So you live from day to day, and you dream
about tomorrow, oh.

And the hours go by like minutes
and the shadows come to stay
So you take a little something
to make them go away
And I could have done so many things, baby
If I could only stop my mind from wonderin' what
I left behind and from worrying 'bout this wasted time

Ooh, another love has come and gone
Ooh, and the years keep rushing on
I remember what you told me
before you went out on your own:
"Sometimes to keep it together,
you got to leave it alone."

So you can get on with your search, baby,
and I can get on with mine
And maybe someday we will find,
that it wasn't really wasted time
Mm,hm
Oh hoo, ooh, ohh,
Ooh,ooh, mm