by Paul Weller
A hazy mist hung down the street
The length of its mile
As far as my eye could see
The sky so wide, the houses tall
Or so they seemed to be
So they seemed to me so small
And it gleamed in the distance
And it shone like the sun
Like silver and gold
It went on and on
The summer nights that seemed so long
Always call me back to return
As I rewrite this song
The ghosts of night, the dreams of day
Make me swirl and fall
And hold me in their sway
And it's still in the distance
And it shines like the sun
Like silver and gold
It goes on and on
The rolling stock rocked me to sleep
Amber lights flashing 'cross the street
And on the corner a dream to meet
Going on and on
Sunday, September 27, 2015
Stanley Road
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Labels: anticipation, longing, memory, the city, Weller
Monday, September 21, 2015
Slumber, My Darling
by Stephen Foster
Slumber, my darling: thy brother is near
Guarding thy dreams from all terror and fear
Sunlight has passed, and the twilight has gone
Slumber, my darling: the night's coming on
Sweet visions attend thy sleep
Fondest, dearest to me
While others their revels keep
I will watch over thee
Slumber, my darling: the birds are at rest
The wandering dews by the flowers are caressed
Slumber, my darling: I'll wrap thee up warm
And pray that the angels will shield thee from harm
Slumber, my darling: till morn's blushing ray
Brings to the world the glad tidings of day
Fill the dark void with thy dreamy delight
Slumber, thy brother will guard thee tonight
Thy pillow shall sacred be
From all outward alarms
Thou, thou are the world to me
In thine innocent charms
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Friday, September 18, 2015
World in Union
by Charlie Skarbek
There's a dream, I feel
So rare, so real
All the world in union
The world as one
Gathering together
One mind, one heart
Every creed, every color
Once joined, never apart
Searching for the best in me
I will fight what I can beat
If I win, lose, or draw
There's a winner in us all
It's the world in union
The world as one
As we climb to reach our destiny
A new age has begun
We face high mountains
Must cross rough seas
We must take our place in history
And live with dignity
Just to be the best I can
That's the goal for every man
If I win, lose, or draw
It's a victory for all
It's the world in union
The world as one
As we climb to reach our destiny
A new age has begun
It's the world in union
The world as one
As we climb to reach our destiny
A new age has begun
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Wednesday, September 9, 2015
Victoria
by Ray Davies
Long ago, life was clean
Sex was bad, called obscene
And the rich were so mean
Stately homes for the Lords
Croquet lawns, village greens
Victoria was my queen
Victoria, Victoria
Victoria, 'toria
I was born, lucky me
In a land that I love
Though I'm poor, I am free
When I grow, I shall fight
For this land I shall die
Let her sun never set
Land of hope and gloria
Land of my Victoria
Land of hope and gloria
Land of my Victoria
Victoria, Victoria
Victoria, 'toria
Canada to India
Australia to Cornwall
Singapore to Hong Kong
From the west to the east
From the rich to the poor
Victoria loved them all
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Tuesday, September 1, 2015
Something More Than Free
by Jason Isbell
When I get home from work
I'll call up all my friends
And we'll go bust up something beautiful
We'll have to build again
When I get home from work
I'll wrestle off my clothes
And leave 'em right inside the front door
'Cause nobody's home to know
You see a hammer finds a nail
And a freight train needs the rails
And I'm doing what I'm on this earth to do
And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts
I'm just lucky to have the work
Sunday morning I'm too tired to go to church
But I thank God for the work
When I get my reward
My work will all be done
And I will sit back in my chair
Beside the Father and the Son
No more holes to fill
And no more rocks to break
And no more loading boxes on the trucks
For someone else's sake
'Cause a hammer needs a nail
And the poor man's up for sale
Guess I'm doing what I'm on this earth to do
And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts
I'm just lucky to have the work
And every night I dream I'm drowning in the dirt
But I thank God for the work
And the day will come when I'll find a reason
And somebody proud to love a man like me
My back is numb, my hands are freezing
What I'm working for is something more than free
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Friday, August 28, 2015
I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine
by Bob Dylan
I dreamed I saw St. Augustine
Alive as you or me
Tearing through these quarters
In the utmost misery
With a blanket underneath his arm
And a coat of solid gold
Searching for the very souls
Whom already have been sold
'Arise, arise,' he cried so loud
With a voice without restraint
'Come out, ye gifted kings and queens
And hear my sad complaint
No martyr is among ye now
Whom you can call your own,
But go on your way accordingly
And know you're not alone'
I dreamed I saw St. Augustine
Alive with fiery breath
And I dreamed I was amongst the ones
That put him out to death
Oh, I awoke in anger
So alone and terrified
I put my fingers against the glass
And bowed my head and cried
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Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Born to Run
by Bruce Springsteen
In the day we sweat it out
On the streets of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory
In suicide machines
Sprung from cages on Highway 9
Chrome-wheeled, fuel-injected
And stepping out over the line
This town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We got to get out while we're young
'Cause tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
Let me in, I want to be your friend
I want to guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
And strap your hands 'cross my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run till we drop
We'll never go back
Will you walk with me out on the wire?
'Cause I'm just a scared and lonely rider
But I got to know how it feels
I want to know if love is wild
Babe, I want to know if love is real
Beyond the Palace
Hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
Girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in the mist
I want to die with you, baby, on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss
The highway's jammed with broken heroes
On a last-chance power drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight
But there's no place left to hide
Together we can live with the sadness
I'll love you
With all the madness in my soul
Someday, girl, I don't know when
We're going to get to that place
Where we really want to go
And we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
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