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Be Good by Gregory Porter may not tell a full story, but the song and video will give you "The Feels."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9HvpIgHBSdo |
| Aaron Tippin's "Blue Angel" -- Country song about undercover cops in love who save each other's lives |
Do you mean "It Wasn't Me"? |
These are good, but I think the best Ed Sheeran storytelling is in "Nancy Mulligan." Story of his grandparents - so sweet! |
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"Ha. At a Trivia Night, where they were doing different decades, the musical question was what were the eight things Rick Astley promised?"
"Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and hurt you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you." |
Hurt you is the same as hurt you so…. Only 7 |
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The first hurt you is wrong - it should be desert you. So 8. |
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Ode to Billy Joe
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| The Promise - Tracy Chapman |
It all depends if n your perspective. They were in a rut and took each other for granted. Then they discovered that they were perfect for each other. At the beginning she’s his old lady. By the end, she’s his lovely lady and he’s seeing her anew. |
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Into My Arms by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds
[url]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LnHoqHscTKE I don't believe in an interventionist God But I know, darling, that you do But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him Not to intervene when it came to you Not to touch a hair on your head To leave you as you are And if He felt He had to direct you Then direct you into my arms Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms And I don't believe in the existence of angels But looking at you I wonder if that's true But if I did I would summon them together And ask them to watch over you To each burn a candle for you To make bright and clear your path And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love And guide you into my arms Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms And I believe in Love And I know that you do too And I believe in some kind of path That we can walk down, me and you So keep your candlew burning And make her journey bright and pure That she will keep returning Always and evermore Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms |
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Jackson Browne wrote this after his wife died by suicide
In the Shape of a Heart It was a ruby that she wore On a chain around her neck In the shape of a heart In the shape of a heart It was a time I won't forget For the sorrow and regret And the shape of a heart And the shape of a heart I guess I never knew What she was talking about I guess I never knew What she was living without People speak of love, don't know what they're thinking of Wait around for the one who fits just like a glove Speak in terms of belief and belonging Try to fit some name to their longing People speak of love There was a hole left in the wall From some ancient fight About the size of a fist Or something thrown that had missed There were other holes as well In the house where our nights fell Far to many to repair In the time that we were there People speak of love, don't know what they're thinking of Reach out to each other through the push and shove Speak in terms of a life and the learning Try to think of a word for the burning You keep it up, you try so hard To keep a life from coming apart Never know what breaches and faults are concealed In the shape of a heart In the shape of a heart In the shape of a heart It was the ruby that she wore On a stand beside the bed In the hour before dawn When I knew she was gone And I held it in my hand For a little while Dropped it into the wall I let it go and heard it fall I guess I never knew What she was talking about I guess I never knew What she was living without People speak of love, don't know what they're thinking of Wait around for the one who fits just like a glove Speak in terms of a life and the living Try to find the word for forgiving You keep it up, you try so hard To keep a life from coming apart And never know the shallows and the unseen reef That are there from the start In the shape of a heart In the shape of a heart |
I cannot bring myself to listen to this. I listened to it when my son died and it is forever tied to that trauma. I keep thinking I'll get the courage up because it is a beautiful perfect song, but not yet. |
OMG. I thought I was the only one who had such a connection to this song. It takes me right back to college and that all-encompassing passion for someone else - jealousy, obsession, etc. AAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!! DP |