Song Lyric Sunday: Happy Memories. 

Helen Vahdati of Helenswordsoflife said this week to choose a song about a time when we were happy, in essence a post built around a happy memory. 

Well many years back I was going through a bad time in my life, marriage, relationships, work all sorts! 

Long story short I had two good friends at the time and we went on a girly week’s holiday in Devon. I did the driving and we all did the singing! 

The song we sang the most was Lifted by the Lighthouse Family. Happy memories. Driving down country lanes, through sleepy towns and villages and Fish and chips on the sea front! 

“Lifted”.   Lighthouse Family.
I’d really love to be alone without all the 

Ache and pain and the April showers 

But it ain’t long before I long for you, like a 

Ray of hope, coming through the blue moon 
When it all gets dark again 

The whole thing falls apart I guess 

It doesn’t really matter ’bout the rain 

’cause we’ll get through it anyway 

We’ll get up and start again 
’cause we could be Lifted, Lifted, Lifted 

We could be Lifted 

From the shadows, lifted 

Oh we could be, lifted up today 

Lifted all the way, you and I forever 

Baby, lifted, lifted, lifted, hey 
It’s undisturbable the peace we found 

In a bright new space up above the clouds 

Everything is understandable 

You don’t have to say anything too loud 
When all our luck runs out again 

We’re brought back down to solid ground 

I wouldn’t say I’m mad about the rain 

But we’ll get through it anyway 

We’ll get back to the start again 
’cause we could be lifted, lifted, lifted 

We could be lifted 

From the shadows, lifted 

Oh we could be, lifted up today 

Lifted all the way, you and I forever 

Baby, lifted, we could be lifted, we could be lifted, hey 
We could be lifted, we could be lifted, we could be lifted 

You and I forever 

We could be lifted, we could be lifted, yeah we could be lifted 

We could be lifted up to new horizons 
Lifted, lifted up today, lifted all the way, yeah we could be lifted 

We could be lifted, from the shadows, we could be lifted 

Lifted upto new horizons 

When it all gets dark again, it doesn’t really matter ’bout the rain 

When it all gets dark again, it doesn’t really matter ’bout the rain

Lyrics found at AtoZ Lyrics

Thoughts of London

Seven people have been killed and 48 injured, many of them stabbed, following a confirmed terrorist attack at two sites in London – London Bridge and Borough Market.

A van drove into pedestrians on the bridge and two separate eyewitnesses – one named Eric, another named Gerard – told the BBC that they saw men stabbing people in both sites, and heard them shouting: “This is for Allah”.

The three attackers have also been shot and killed – dying within eight minutes of the first call, police said. Police said that they believe there are no more attackers on the run.

The  source  of  the  above  is  The  Daily  Telegraph 

London night life fun

Evil mows people down,why

Death can’t be undone.

Fear in the market

The knives were out in Borough

Blood on the pavement.

London is my town

Torrorists won’t beat us down

London my heart and soul

Do your worst we’ll keep it whole.

We won’t bow to your will

We will stand, our spirit you can’t kill.

Evil madmen will never ever win

London will carry on, no giving in.

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