Saturday, January 14, 2006Gonna wave to the memories I carry in my heart - Wave to the Wind
Lyrics, an ode or ballad. Remembering a special time, place or person it becomes so personal, creates new meaning as it becomes our own.
Nothing as sentimental as song. It carries the past, beats with the present and whispers the future.
Leaving a favorite lyric or verse here, wonderful.
And much gratitude if you share it's memory.
Nothing as sentimental as song. It carries the past, beats with the present and whispers the future.
Leaving a favorite lyric or verse here, wonderful.
And much gratitude if you share it's memory.
posted by Helen at 6:32 PM
8 Comments:
what a beautiful blog! Glad you stopped by
An original song, written for and always dedicated to my darling wife Becky:
Sacred Roots
Watching the clock tick time away,
Trying to find the words to say,
Holding on to those promises of youth...
Knock three times and turn the key,
You always meant so much to me,
Through all the lies you always saw the truth...
And you said all along that we could never lose,
But I threw it all away on some forgotten blues,
But this time I swear I'll change,
We'll never be the same,
Cause I never want to see you cry again...
We're planting sacred roots
Oh, sacred roots
Darkness lurks behind your eyes,
You never had to compromise,
It always was your faith that pulled you through...
Now we've come around again,
We'll make it love, but who knows when,
The only thing that counts is me and you...
And you said all along that we could never lose,
But I threw it all away on some forgotten blues,
But this time I swear I'll change,
We'll never be the same,
Cause I never want to see you cry again...
We're planting sacred roots,
Oh, sacred roots,
Oh, sacred roots
songs trigger off memories of people who were with you when you listened to them. so nice to bring them back, by playing those songs again
Lovely! Cheerez...
while i'd have to say my favorite cat stevens song is "where do the children play", the lyrics to "it's a wild world" have a special meaning to me... both times i moved away from new orleans, it was playing on the radio as i was driving away and leaving my city, my friends, and my life behind. talk about my sappy ass crying....
now that i've lost everything to you
you say you wanna start something new
and it's breaking my heart you're leaving
baby i'm grieving
but if you wanna leave, take good care
hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
but then a lot of nice things turn bad out there
ooh baby baby it's a wild world
it's hard to get by just upon a smile
ooh baby baby it's a wild world
i'll always remember you like a child girl
you know i've seen a lot of what the world can do
and it's breaking my heart in two
because i never wanna see you sad girl
dont be a bad girl
but if you wanna leave, take good care
hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
but just remember there's a lot of bad and beware
ooh baby baby it's a wild world
it's hard to get by just upon a smile
ooh baby baby it's a wild world
i'll always remember you like a child girl
baby i love you
but if you wanna leave take good care
hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
just remember there's a lot of bad and beware
Songs trigger alot of differnt memories for me. I think that is true for everyone. I love your blog girl!
I have closely connected memories to almost every song I own. I'll give two small examples. The girl I had a crush on in HS was 15 at a party and had never had alchohol-she precided to drink lots of wine and liquor and got alchohol poisening. I stayed up all night with her and a bucket to let her hurl into and held her hand-sweet gesture I know. The only thing she remembered was me telling her I loved her and wouldn't let anything happen to her. The next morning while cleaning up she put the Smashing Pumpkins song from Melancholy and the Infinite Sadness "love is suicide" on repeat for about 2 hours. Aparantly an X-boyfriend had driven her to drink. Everytime I hear it I think of her.
There was also an Evan Essence song from their promo-album-not the one in stores-that I listened to with my Dad before he died. We both started to cry in the car-which was the first time I ever saw him cry in my life. That song will always have special meaning for me, but I have no name for it because the cd was destroyed in a car accident.
Hi Helen,
I saw you on Mark's [rabid yet strangely loveable Israeli ubberman] site.
What a beautiful blog!!!!
Robbie
http://mysticismandme.blogsite.com
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