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Well, another week of firsts folks. My first foray into Karaoke was with Paul Simon and late in the evening. Funny how the difficulty goes up when you happen to be responsible for the rhythmical and lyrical production. A few stumbles, but I managed to stay in time and in tune. ;)
I was lying In my bed I couldn’t of been no more Than one or two
I remember there’s a radio Comin’ from the room next door And my mother laughed The way some ladies do
When it’s late in the evening And the music s seeping through
The next thing I remember I am walking down the street I’m feeling all right I’m with my boys I’m with my troops, yeah
And down along the avenue Some guys were shootin pool And I heard the sound Of a cappella groups, yeah
Singing late in the evening And all the girls out on the stoops, yeah
Then I learned to play some lead guitar I was underage In this funky bar And I stepped outside to smoke myself a “J”
And when I came back to the room Everybody just seemed to move And I turned my amp up loud and I began to play
And it was late in the evening And I blew that room away
The first thing I remember When you came into my life I said I’m gonna get that girl No matter what I do
Well I guess I’d been in love before And once or twice I been on the floor
But I never loved no one The way that I loved you
And it was late in the evening And all the music seeping through
It’s a rough road sometimes folks. Celebrate the good times, accept the bad times the best you can. Move forward, if you can.
“And still I dream he’ll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather”
There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he’ll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I’m living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.
The gift of practice.
My choir is performing this piece. What a wonderful time to be a tenor. :) Great music, as usual religious justification for terrible human actions, but in the past that is we had to work with.
Henry V (1989) Kenneth Branagh, Non Nobis, and Te Deum Non nobis, is a short Latin hymn used as a prayer of thanksgiving and expression of humility. The Latin text derives from Psalm 113:9 (according to the Vulgate numbering), which corresponds to Psalm 115:1 in the King James Version. It reads…
Non nobis, Domine, non nobis, [Not to us, Lord, not to us]
Sed nomini tuo da gloriam. [But to Thy name give the glory]
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