Song Lyric Sunday Time of Day.

Jim Adams of NewEpicAuthor has given us Dawn/Noon/Dusk/Midnight/Nocturnal/Diurnal as the theme for today’s Song Lyric Sunday prompt.

Right folks I have the 99 year old mother in law over, as we do most Sundays. She gets very ansie if I even look at my phone when she is here. ( She never been keen on me so any excuse to put me down she will. Never mind I am patient and just smile and agree).

So it’s a quick one today but one I love and the video..well I could watch that all day to.

Without futher ado I give you Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers and Night and Day. From the film The Gay Divorcée. The tile of the film dates from when gay meant happy and cheerful.

Lyrics by Cole Porter.

Night and day, you are the one
Only you beneath the moon
Under the sun
Whether near to me or far
It’s no matter, darling, where you are
I think of you night and day
Night and day, why’s it so
That this longing for you
Follows wherever I go
In the roaring traffic’s boom
In the silence of my lonely room
I think of you night and day
Night and day, under the hide of me
There’s an, ooh, such a hungry yearning
Burning inside of me
And this torment won’t be through
Till you let me spend my life making love to you
Day and night, night and day

Lyrics found here

Song Lyric Sunday. Mother’s.

For this week’s Song Lyric Sunday Jim Adams at NewEpicAuthor said :The theme today is Mom/Mother/Flowers. Pick up some flowers, or candy, or even a card for your mother. Better yet, give her a call or go visit her and tell her how much you love her.

Why? Because it’s Mother’s Day in the US. So happy Mother’s Day to America. A day for Hallmark, florists, and chocolatiers to celebrate.

Personally I think it should be parents day everyday.

But enough let’s go with the prompt.

My mum has been dead a long time over 20years. I still miss her so much. I wrote this poem in her honour.

Polesden  Lacey

Gentle she was.

Gentle she was, a young woman of means, beautiful in her Marcel Wave she was.

A hair dresser with her own shop a teaser of hair and tresses.

Then the quiet Irish man took her eye and her heart.

Not impressed were her parents with the young Irish trade unionist from the motor trade.

Time eventually brought them round to accept the vows the young couple had made.

Grief she bore when her fist born died at six months

Brave she was to have more. Three girls then two boys , and two more angels lost in-between.

Then after all was finished me, making six.

Hard she worked to bring us up and support her quiet man who was there for her too.

Kind she was, good and open hearted she was.

The door always open to family and waifs and strays

Big hearted she was to all who past through our door.

Always there she was, with words of wisdom and comfort.

Her beautiful heart shone through her eyes.

Patient she was but there was temper there if needed,

She was not strong or mean but if needed her children and her man she would defend to the death!

Beautiful she was in features and in heart

there was not task she would not finish if she had made a start.

Cried for her daughters she did as her man gave them away

And when her sons went too she had a proud day.

Together alone by themselves again.

Happy she was full of the business of her quiet man.

Yet she was always ready to talk and help and ease our pain.

Cleaver she was but not school or college wise she was wise in life and love and truth and need.

Lonely she was when her man was taken ,

Wept she did as she wanted to join him.

Lost she was without the quiet man .

Heart broken she became though she threw herself in to caring for grandchildren.

Gone she was before her body, her mind and soul went to him.

Lost to us she was, a smile here and there maybe a flash of recognition.

Unknowing of all around her she was,sad eyed frighted lamb lonely lonely.

Tiny she was when she went sadly lost to us long before .

Gone into her mind to find her quiet man.

Tears we shed for her,we wept in grief and I in anger because so long had she been gone and I had wanted to talk to her,

But gone she really was.

Anemones her favourite flowers were they always remind me of her.

I forgave her for leaving me and now accept she had to go

As by the side of her quiet man was where she had to be.

Never to be forgotten.

So I have picked Like a River by Carly Simon.

Carly wrote the song for her mother Andrea Simon, written just after her passing in 1994.

The song speaks of her mother’s spirit always being there for her and the family. It just how I feel about my mum. She saw all my boys but none of my grandchildren …she died years before they were born. She watches over them as she does over the whole extended family.

Like A River

Dear mother the struggle is over now

And your house is up for sale
We divided your railway watches
Between the four of us
I fought over the pearls
With the other girls
But it was all a metaphor
For what was wrong with us
As the room is emptying out
Your face so young comes into view
And on the back porch is a well-worn step
And a pool of light you can walk into

I’ll wait no more for you like a daughter,
That part of our life together is over
But I will wait for you, forever
Like a river…

Can you clear up the mystery of the Sphinx?
Do you know any more about God?
Are you dancing with Benjamin Franklin
On the face of the moon?
Have you reconciled with Dad?
Does the rain still make you sad?
Last night I swear I could feel you
Moving through my room
And I thought you touched my feet
I so wanted it to be true
In my theater there is a stage
And a footlight you can step into…

I’ll wait no more for you like a daughter,
That part of our life together is over
But I will wait for you, forever
Like a river…

In the river I know I will find the key
And your voice will rise like the spray
In the moment of knowing
The tide will wash away my doubt
‘Cause you’re already home
Making it nice for when I come home
Like the way I find my bed turned down
Coming in from a late night out.
Please keep reminding me
Of what in my soul I know is true

Come in my boat, there’s a seat beside me
And two or three stars we can gaze into…

I’ll wait no more for you like a daughter,
That part of our life together is over
But I will wait for you forever
Like a river…

I’ll never leave, always just a dream away
A star that’s always watching
Never turn away
We’ll never leave, always just a thought away
A candle always burning
Never turn away
The moon will hide, the tree will bend
I’m right beside you
I’ll never turn away

Letters Never Sent” (1994)

Letters Never Sent
Lost In Your Love
Like A River
Time Works On All The Wild Young Men
Touched By The Sun
Davy
Halfway ‘Round The World
What About A Holiday
The Reason
Private
Catch It Like A Fever
Born To Break My Heart
I’d Rather It Was You

Lyrics from A to Z Lyrics.

Song Lyric Sunday. 5/5/2019

Jim Adams of NewEpicAuthor has given us a huge theme for Song Lyric Sunday. It is: Hurt/Pain/Agony/Suffer. Distress, discomfort, misery, torture and torment are all close synonyms, so there should be a lot of songs out there relating to this topic that you can choose from.

Song Lyric Sunday

Well yes Jim that’s a wide canvas you have given us.

I have chosen The Drugs Don’t Work. By The Verve.

Lead singer Richard Ashcroft wrote the song in early 1995. He briefly mentioned it in an interview at the time, relating it to his drug usage: “There’s a new track I’ve just written […] It goes ‘the drugs don’t work, they just make me worse, and I know I’ll see your face again’. That’s how I’m feeling at the moment. They make me worse, man. But I still take ’em. Out of boredom and frustration you turn to something else to escape.”

Ashcroft also performed the song when the band was touring in support of A Northern Soul.
The song was eventually recorded for Urban Hymns. The album’s producer, Chris Potter later referred to it as both the best song and best vocal he had ever recorded.

The single was noted during Channel 4‘s 100 Greatest #1 Singles programme as unintentionally capturing the spirit of the nation as it was released the day after Princess Diana died. Info from Wikipedia

The song is also linked with death of his father – who died from a blood clot when Richard was just 11 years old – and his wife’s Kate Radley’s father, who died of cancer.

Either way this is a beautiful and sad song that encompasses every word in your challenge.

Get the tissues out 💜

Song Lyric Sunday 21/4/2019

Hi it is Easter Sunday today and our host Jim Adams NewEpicAuthor has given us this wide open prompt.’Seasons/Winter/Spring/Summer/Fall ‘ for Song Lyric Sunday.

Sorry this one s so late, I have been so busy today. Hope you are all enjoying Easter.

Winter’s Tale, by David Essex.

A Man for all Seasons, by the Bee Gees, B side to 1970s A side Lonely Days.

“Man For All Seasons”

Everybody wants to leave
Just like you and I
I have all year to smile
A tear for every eye

Life closed it’s eyes, broke my world, now I cry
I’ve got to tell you, I’ve got the reasons
‘Cause I’m a man, a man for all seasons, alive

And would I pray
What makes the world go round
I haven’t got today
My mind is lost and found

Life closed it’s eyes and said goodbye, now I cry
But I’ve got to tell you, I’ve got my reasons
‘Cause I’m a man, a man for all seasons, alive
And would I pray what makes the world go round
I haven’t got today, my mind is lost and found
Du du du du du du du

I’m a man for all seasons
I’m a man for all seasons
I’m a man for all seasons
I’m a man for all seasons
Lyrics from A to Z Lyrics

Song Lyric Sunday, Burn/ Fire/Flame.

Hi everyone and thanks to our host Jim at NewEpicAuthor for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday prompt. Burn/Fire/Flame.

So many great songs to choose from and I need to be careful not to use any I have used before.

Well use this one before or not I adore Fire Meets Gasoline by Sia. It fits the prompt perfectly.

Burn by Ellie Goulding Oh! Love this too.

Oh! And the Australian group Midnight Oil , Beds are burning. The best protest song ever!

And the best video

Of course with this prompt we have to Have Arthur Brown who I saw live at Reading Festival years ago..a lifetime ago. Fire!

And the Bangles Eternal Flame.

Okay I shall stop now I have on on a bit but before I go .

We didn’t start the the fire Billy Joel ..best history lesson ever.

And the pictures.

Okay so I didn’t enjoy this one 😉😉

Song Lyric Sunday. 100 Years.

Due to being really busy last weekend I missed out on doing Song Lyric Sunday. My apologies to Jim and Everyone at NewEpicAuthor I am back now 🌹

This week the prompt is Minutes/Hours/Days/Weeks/Months, which was suggested by Felicia Denise.

Well I am going a little off piste with this one. I have used this song before, I am sure I have. It is about the passage of time. It a beautiful song about a young man’s life from fifteen to one hundred, it’s called 100 Hundred Years, mind you if it’s fifteen to a hundred it should be called eighty five years.

Okay I am joking it’s a lovely song , always makes me cry. I hope you all enjoy it. It is by Five For Fighting .

100 Years.

I’m 15 for a moment
Caught in between 10 and 20
And I’m just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
I’m 22 for a moment
And she feels better than ever
And we’re on fire
Making our way back from Mars
15 there’s still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
15, there’s never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
I’m 33 for a moment
Still the man, but you see I’m a ‘they
A kid on the way, babe
A family on my mind
I’m 45 for a moment
The sea is high
And I’m heading into a crisis
Chasing the years of my life
15 there’s still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose yourself
Within a morning star
15 I’m all right with you
15, there’s never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
Half time goes by
Suddenly you’re wise
Another blink of an eye
67 is gone
The sun is getting high
We’re moving on
I’m 99 for a moment
Dying for just another moment
And I’m just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
15 there’s still time for you
22 I feel her too
33 you’re on your way
Every day’s a new day
15 there’s still time for you
Time to buy and time to choose
Hey 15, there’s never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

Lyrics found here

This is part of Song Lyric Sunday

Song Lyric Sunday. Animals.

Jim Adams, aka Newwpicauthor, has decided that this week’s SONG-LYRIC-SUNDAY will be Animal.

Well I struggled with this prompt. Being late to the party the first to mind would be already used. Then I remembered Let’s Do It. The 1920’s Cole Porter standard. I chose the Alanis Morissette version.

I do love this version I hope you do too.

Let’s Do It (Let’s Fall In Love)”

Lyrics. Cole Porter

Birds do it, bees do it
Even educated fleas do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

In Spain, the best upper sets do it
Lithuanians and Letts do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

The Dutch in old Amsterdam do it
Not to mention the Finns
Folks in Siam do it – think of Siamese twins

Some Argentines without means do it
People say in Boston even beans do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

Romantic sponges, they say, do it
Oysters down in Oyster Bay do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

Cold Cape Cod clams, ‘gainst their wish, do it
Even lazy jellyfish do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

Electric eels, I might add, do it
Though it shocks ’em I know
Why ask if shad do it? Waiter, bring me shad roe!

In shallow shoals, English soles do it
Goldfish in the privacy of bowls do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

In old Japan, all the Japs do it
Up in Lapland little Laps do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

The chimpanzees in the zoos do it
Some courageous kangaroos do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

I’m sure giraffes on the sly do it
Even eagles as they fly do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

Electric eels, I might add, do it
Though it shocks ’em I know
Why ask if shad do it? Garçon, de shad roe!

The world admits bears in pits do it
Even Pekingeses at the Ritz do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

The royal set sans regret did it
And they considered it fun
Marie Antoinette did it –
With or without Napoleon

Lyrics from A to Z Lyrics.

Song Lyric Sunday: River/Stream/Creek/Brook

It is Sunday and so it’s time for another episode of SLS Helen Vahdati’s This Thing Called Life One Word at a Time Song Lyric Sunday. Brought to us by NewEpicAuthor

The prompt for this week is “River/Stream/Creek/Brook” and these are all pathways for water.

Rules and Pingback here

I have chosen one of my favourite songs by Carly Simon, Like a River. The song means a lot to me. In the song a daughter is talking to her dead mother. Telling her how much she misses her, how the family have coped with her passing and how they wish she was still with them .

My mum has been gone for over 30yrs but sometimes it still feels like yesterday. I agree with every word in this song it is so beautiful.

“Like A River”

Dear mother the struggle is over now
And your house is up for sale
We divided your railway watches
Between the four of us
I fought over the pearls
With the other girls
But it was all a metaphor
For what was wrong with us
As the room is emptying out
Your face so young comes into view
And on the back porch is a well-worn step
And a pool of light you can walk into

I’ll wait no more for you like a daughter,
That part of our life together is over
But I will wait for you, forever
Like a river…

Can you clear up the mystery of the Sphinx?
Do you know any more about God?
Are you dancing with Benjamin Franklin
On the face of the moon?
Have you reconciled with Dad?
Does the rain still make you sad?
Last night I swear I could feel you
Moving through my room
And I thought you touched my feet
I so wanted it to be true
In my theater there is a stage
And a footlight you can step into…

I’ll wait no more for you like a daughter,
That part of our life together is over
But I will wait for you, forever
Like a river…

In the river I know I will find the key
And your voice will rise like the spray
In the moment of knowing
The tide will wash away my doubt
‘Cause you’re already home
Making it nice for when I come home
Like the way I find my bed turned down
Coming in from a late night out.
Please keep reminding me
Of what in my soul I know is true

Come in my boat, there’s a seat beside me
And two or three stars we can gaze into…

I’ll wait no more for you like a daughter,
That part of our life together is over
But I will wait for you forever
Like a river…

I’ll never leave, always just a dream away
A star that’s always watching
Never turn away
We’ll never leave, always just a thought away
A candle always burning
Never turn away
The moon will hide, the tree will bend
I’m right beside you
I’ll never turn away

Lyrics from A to Z Lyrics

Here is another beautiful song about rivers this one is about lost love, mistakes and loneliness at Christmas. It is by another wonderful singer songwriter Joni Mitchell. I wish I had a River I could skate away on. Words in the video on this one .

Song Lyric Sunday Water Cohesion. 2

We gather here at NewEpicAuthor today for another episode of SLS Helen Vahdati’s This Thing Called Life One Word at a Time Song Lyric Sunday. The prompt this week is “Ocean/Sea/Lake/Bay”,
Can I please for my second choice use the word River please as it a cohesion of water.

Rules and Pingback here

This second song is not only a song it’s a history lesson.

Big River by Jimmy Nail

Walking on cobbled stones, little bits of skin and bone
Jumping on a tram car for a ride
I can remember when, I was a just a boy of ten
Hanging around the old Quayside
Now all the capstans and the cargo boats
And Stevadores are gone
To where all the old ships go
But memories, just like the sea live on

‘Cause that was when coal was King
The river was a living thing
And I was just a boy but it was mine
The coaly Tyne

This was a big river
I want you all to know
That I was proud
This was a big river
But that was long ago
That’s not now, that’s not now

My father was working man
He earned our living with his hands
He had to cross the river every day
He picked up his Union card, out of the Neptune yard
Mouths to feed and bills to pay
There came a time for him to sail across the sea and far away
And finally when the war was won
They brought him home and home he stayed
And when his days were done
Under a golden sun
They took him back to where he longed to be
Back to the sea

This was a big river
I want you all to know
That I was proud
This was a big river
But that was long ago
That’s not now, that’s not now

The Neptune was the last to go
I heard it on the radio
And then they played the latest number one
But what do they do all day
And what are they supposed to say
What does a father tell his son?
If you believe that there’s a bond between our future and our past
Try to hold on to what we have
We build them strong, we built to last

‘Cause this is a mighty town
Build upon solid ground
And everything they’ve tried so hard to kill
We will rebuild

This is a big river
I want you all to know I’m so very proud
This is a big river
But that was long ago
That’s not now
This is a big, big river
And in my heart I know it will rise again
The river will rise again

Lyrics from Genius lyrics

#songlyricsunday.

Song Lyric Sunday 6/1/19.

Sorry to say that Helen Vahdati is not well and needs to take a break to recover and regain her health.

Well luckily for us Jim Adams at NewEpicAuthor has stepped in to the breach and taken over Song Lyric Sunday for us. Thank you Jim we are all very grateful.

Now Jim had given us the prompt : doctor/health/medicine. Rules and Pingback Here

I put on my thinking cap and went back to 1984 and picked Doctor Doctor by the Thompson Twins

This is such a great song, I really loved the Thompson Twins. The video is brilliant too, strange hair, strange make up, strange fashion strange music and strange but brilliant lyrics….yes I love it!

Thank you again Jim looking forward to next week. Get better Helen 💜💜💜

“Doctor! Doctor!”

I saw you there
Just standing there
And I thought I was only dreaming, yeah

I kissed you then
Then once again
You said you would come and dance with me

Dance with me
Across the sea
And we can feel the motion of a thousand dreams

Doctor! Doctor!
Can’t you see I’m burning, burning
Oh Doctor! Doctor!
Is this love I’m feeling?

Ships at night
Give such delight
But we all leave before the morning light

Please don’t go
No, please don’t go
Cause I don’t want to stay here on my own

Oh Doctor! Doctor!
Can’t you see I’m burning, burning
Oh Doctor! Doctor!
Is this love I’m feeling?

Doctor! Doctor!
Can’t you see I’m burning, burning
Oh Doctor! Doctor!
Is this love I’m feeling?

Fever breathe your love on me
Take away my name
Fever lay your hands on me
Never be the same

Oh Doctor! Doctor!
Can’t you see I’m burning, burning
Oh Doctor! Doctor!
Is this love I’m feeling?

Doctor! Doctor!
Can’t you see I’m burning, burning
Oh Doctor! Doctor!
Is this love I’m feeling?

Come with me and make me believe

We can travel to eternity.

Lyrics from A to lyrics

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