Song Lyric Sunday: Freeze/Cold/Ice.

This week Jim Adams of NewEpicAuthor has given us the prompt this week of Freeze/Cold/Ice. He hopes that we have some cool tunes.

Well my first thought was Cold Water Surrounds Me by Damon Rice . Such a beautiful song.

The other song I have chosen is Under Ice. By Kate Bush. I really love both these songs I hope you enjoyed them too.

“Under Ice”

It’s wonderful.

Everywhere, so white.
The river has frozen over.
Not a soul on the ice.
Only me skating fast.
I’m speeding past trees,
Leaving little lines in the ice,
Splitting, splitting sound,
Silver heels spitting, spitting snow.

(“Sonar says…?…deep…?”)

There’s something moving
Under, under the ice,
Moving under ice,
Through water,
Trying to get out of the cold water.
“It’s me.”
Something, someone–help them.
“It’s me.”

Lyrics from A to Z Lyrics.

September Music 5

For the month of September I am going to choose a piece of music or song and write a poem or alternative version. Jane Dougherty is doing a September Stanza here. And Kat Myrman is doing September a poem a day Here

Today I have chosen “This Woman’s work” written by Kate Bush and sung here by Maxwell.

A difficult Birth.

I have carried you

I want you to live

He believes in us too

You can’t slip through the sieve.

We have lived this long

I have carried you I won’t let you go

I won’t slip away either, no.

We had a life before you came

We will have more together again.

We can’t slip away

We love him, please let’s stay.

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 6/10/18 Metaphor.

This is part of Helen Vahdati’s Song Lyric Sunday.

The prompt this week is supplied by Jim Adams and it is: Use a song with a Metaphor in the title or lyrics. Do visit Jim’s post.

Well I have thought of two, one modern and one older.

Firstly Rubber Ball by Bobby Vee. From 1961. The lyrics are in the video. The metaphor is The rubber ball, referring to his heart and his love and the way his girlfriend treats him.

Secondly I chose another song with Rubber In the title. This time by Kate Bush from her 1993 album The Line The Cross and the Curve. The song is RubberBand Girl. It’s all about life and love pulling her this way and that!

Rubber band girl
See those trees
Bend in the wind
I feel they’ve got a lot more sense than me
You see I try to resist
A rubberband bouncing back to life
A rubberband bend the beat
If I could learn to give like a rubberband
I’d be back on my feet
A rubberband hold me trousers up
A rubberband ponytails
If I could learn to twang like a rubberband
I’d be a rubberband girl
A rubberband girl me
A rubberband girl me
I wanna be a rubberband girl
When I slip out
Of my catapult
I gotta land with my feet firm on the ground
And let my body catch up
A rubberband bouncing back to life
A rubberband bend the beat
If I could learn to give like a rubberband
I’d be back on my feet
A rubberband hold me trousers up
A rubberband ponytails
If I could learn to twang like a rubberband
I’d be a rubberband girl
A rubberband girl me
A rubberband girl me
I wanna be a rubberband girl
I wanna twang like a rubberband
I wanna twang like a rubberband
A rubberband girl me

Lyrics from A to Z lyrics

Song Lyric Sunday. Comfort.

This week’s prompt from Helen Vahdati linked with Simply Marquessa for song lyrics Sunday is Comfort.

Well there is no question about which song to choose, well not for me there isn’t. The song is, Mother Stands for Comfort, by Kate Bush from the album The Line The Cross and the Curve based on the story of the Ballet Shoes by Hans Christian Andersen

Mother Stands For Comfort”

She knows that I’ve been doing something wrong,
But she won’t say anything.
She thinks that I was with my friends yesterday,
But she won’t mind me lying,
Because

Mother stands for comfort.
Mother will hide the murderer.

It breaks the cage, and fear escapes and takes possession,
Just like a crowd rioting inside.
(Make me do this, make me do that, make me do this, make me do that…)
Am I the cat that takes the bird?
To her the hunted, not the hunter.

Mother stands for comfort.
Mother will hide the murderer.
Mother hides the madman.
Mother will stay mum.

Mother stands for comfort.
Mother will hide the murderer.
Mother hides the madman.
Mother will stay mum.

Written by Kate Bush Lyrics from A to Z lyrics.

#songlyricsunday.

Day 2 Musicalmarch: Running up that hill ( A Deal With God)

Our Blog Sis Ritu at  But  I smile anyway has come up with another challenge for us this month Musicalmarch.

Ritu  said  : “Nothing too serious or tedious.Just a chance to share some songs! If you fancy posting a song for any reason this March, tag it #musicalmarch🎵 and link back to one of my posts so I can listen to your special songs too!

Link to Ritu’s Post
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Today  is  Day 2 of Musicalmarch, so I want to share a  song I  have loved  for  a long time , original  and  a cover  version.

I have  loved  Kate Bush  for ever  and have always felt  a connection  with her  lyrics  and music. She writes such beautiful lyrics.

Running up  the  Hill , resonates  with  my  life  the  awful feeling of  running  through  quick  sand  just  to  get  through  the day. She  explains it perfectly the hopelessness we all feel at  different  points in our life.

Apparently  I  have always misinterpreted the song, this  is  what Kate  Bush  said  about  the  it.

I was trying to say that, really, a man and a woman, can’t understand each other because we are a man and a woman. And if we could actually swap each other’s roles, if we could actually be in each other’s place for a while, I think we’d both be very surprised! [Laughs] And I think it would lead to a greater understanding. And really the only way I could think it could be done was either… you know, I thought a deal with the devil, you know. And I thought, ‘well, no, why not a deal with God!’ You know, because in a way it’s so much more powerful the whole idea of asking God to make a deal with you. You see, for me it is still called “Deal With God”, that was its title. But we were told that if we kept this title that it would not be played in any of the religious countries, Italy wouldn’t play it, France wouldn’t play it, and Australia wouldn’t play it! Ireland wouldn’t play it, and that generally we might get it blacked purely because it had God in the title.

Personally I  still think it  describes life’s struggles. What  do  you think?

Below  is  the  very  best of  the  many  covers of  this  beautiful  song, it is by Placebo. The  Video is  really  special!It makes  me  think   everybody struggles  with life .

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