Tag: Soundtrack

Shadows of a song..

Every Ship Must Sail Away ~ Blue Merle

It’s official Watson!  I have lost my mojo….it is the damn brick wall I keep running into…..

Any particular reason? you might ask….

Nope, none that I can think of…..

Maybe inspiration has run dry this side of the world…

Even the furniture-less, and almost empty flat doesn’t do anything for me …..

You hear that?

It’s an echo in an empty mind…..

“Have you ever heard the sounds
In the shadows of a song
Have you ever felt their words
Blow right through you from beyond ”

Aftermath….

Not the cookies taste sweeter kind, definitely not the being in an Air Supply song feeling…..

It’s the aftermath of all the cookies and too much Air Supply songs kind….

The kind that makes you throw up on an empty stomach…..

“Oh change is in the air
And you wear it oh so well
I asked you if you cared
But if you cared I couldn’t tell”

Shy away sun, make way for the dreadful moon…..cause she doesn’t shine…..not as we want her to….

“‘Cause years pass and people change
The bluest skies turn to gray”

Cast away that frown, Honey……cause here comes the rain….

Poignant and Plain…

“And though it’s gonna hurt for now
Every ship must sail away
Every ship must sail away”

Silly Little Moment…..

Slow Dancing in a Burning Room ~ John Mayer

Been my jam for 2 days now……I cannot stop listening….

John Mayer in 2 posts straight….hmm

“It’s not a silly little moment,
It’s not the storm before the calm”

Someone said the other day “You are not what you have”

If you think you are what you have then you are a fool…..said the Wiseman…

Well that’s good cause I have nothing…..(I mean nothing that needs to be padlocked or hidden in a bank’s safe)

Do I like the feeling of having nothing?

I will come back to that in a min…..

“Nobody’s gonna come and save you,
We pulled too many false alarms”

So the world doesn’t walk your walk……

And the problem is?

I am not a straight line that the world has to scale itself against…..

But I am gonna walk the talk I talk…..the only one I know……

So what if my Heroes are as tragic as I am?

Sure they dint scale mountains or build empires…..

But they won these once lost dreams……

So I havent got it all figured out……and?

So I haven’t conquered the world yet…..Atleast I graduated in you ‘Life’

“How dare you say it’s nothing to me?”

Do I like the feeling of having nothing?

Are you kidding me? It is liberating…..

“Go cry about it – why don’t you?”

I graduated in you – Life!

and I intend to learn your lessons my way……. Thank you very much!

“Don’t you think we oughta know by now?
Don’t you think we shoulda learned somehow?”

All at once..

Dreaming With a Broken Heart ~ John Mayer

I am tired today….. very tired….

I cannot work my brain too hard….

I am scared it might malfunction sooner than expected.

So we will try and keep this simple…

“When you’re dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part “

The weather is much gloomier than expected…..

Reminds me of the Little Bo Peep rhyme….how strange…

“You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for a moment you can hardly breathe”

Now you know what would be even more crazy…..

Me remembering the words to the rhyme….

Oh tooo late…….I know it……

Damn I know Little Bo Peep… How sad is that?

“When you’re dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part”

Little Bo Peep had lost her sheep…..And she didn’t know where to find them,,,,

Leave them alone and they will come home….wagging their tails behind them…….

Wait a minute…..this is some serious s**t  for a bloody nursery rhyme…..

Food for thought eh?

What are they teaching kids in school these days?

Did Socrates go to school? No silly of course not…… he was home schooled….He learnt Little bo Peep when he was like 3 flippin years old……

Wait!        What?

“Now do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?”

Would you get them if I did?

PS: Pointless post is Pointless

Second Best…

You know you f%*ked up big time when you are listening to always on my mind for the nth time…..

Personally I love the Willie Nelson Version best…….but am gonna let our man Michael Buble sing it in his dreamy voice…to soften the blow…..and make it seem less achy and breaky…..

Always On My Mind~ Michael Buble

Archie Comics was my thing growing up…… The whole tension between Betty, Archie and His Veronica was appalling..The whole triangle thing got me very frustrated and worked up every single time……I hated Archie.. I don’t know about you but all my life I wondered “How the hell Archie couldn’t see how hopelessly in love Betty was with him?” , I just couldn’t get over the fact he was such a d*&khead…..and yet I borrowed the comics from the library day after day every summer for years…just hoping one day they would end up together…..

But the authors being the bunch of sadist b**tards they were kept taunting me with the almost there moments….

The moral of the story however was don’t waste your time on messy triangles or quadrangles….

I always thought that the whole Ethel and Jughead story was soo down played…..they were my next favorite because I was secretly rooting for Ethel to win over the absolutely cool Jughead….there was this one story that stayed with me….. Ethel asks Betty to write down everywhere that she would get over Archie….which Betty half heartedly carries out……the story ended with Ethel going home and writing everywhere that she would get over Jughead… I don’t know why but I thought it was funny and at the same time a little sad……

If only all that we wrote made any difference……..

If only….

“If I made you feel second best
Girl, I’m sorry I was blind”

Forgot about Faith…

I fall asleep mysteriously these days…

I snooze everywhere I can and at any given time of the day….

I sit on the couch and its barely noon and I am off before I know it…

Hours later I wake up and it’s almost the end of the day..

In God’s Hands ~ Nelly Furtado

I know its trivial…….

But in the time I have fallen asleep I feel ages have gone by…

and I forget what happened a few hours ago…..

I remember struggling to sleep for years…..

“Now our love’s floating out the window
Our love’s floating out the back door
Our love’s floating up in the sky in heaven
Where it began back in God’s hands”

Life has its poetic moments….and all that implies…….

Walking in the rain yesterday, was mine….

“Our love floated out the window
Our love floated out the back door
Our love floated up in the sky to heaven
It’s part of a plan
It’s back in God’s hands
Back in God’s hands”

We’re Undone…

I am not a martyr…

I have never walked the line nor dodged a bullet…..

But today I feel like a tragic flaw…

Not because of my inability to write or communicate…

It is because of my selfish need to destroy whats left of    innocence…

We Belong Together ~ Gavin DeGraw

I know someone who lost his wife to cancer……

Everytime I heard him speak of his late wife…I saw a spark…. A reverence in his eyes….Like she never left him…….and Their’s was a story that generations would come to hear and it would still evoke the same sense of magic and hope as it did for me in this cold twisted world….

“The hammer may strike, be dead on the ground
A nail to my hand, a cross on his crown
We’re done if we’re undone
Finished if we are incomplete
As one we are everything
We are everything we need“

Every great story has a “Happy Ending”……what makes them great is not the Happily ever after…..it is the start and the middle bit that most of us in our own lives forget to enjoy….

“What good is a life, with no one to share
The light of the moon, the honor of a swear
We can try to live the way of which you speak”

I have an apology to write……a long one….an apology for my lost innocence,

An apology for the promise I never did keep…

But this darkness does not have all the answers…

“We belong together
Like the open seas and shores
Wedded by the planet force
We’ve both been spoken for”

I am not a martyr…..

I did not dodge any bullets…..

I turned my back on that one true thing I swore I would protect….now what does that make me?

“All this indecision
All this independent strength
Still, we’ve got our hearts on save
We’ve got our hearts on save”

They say “Just because a song is going to end, there is no reason not to love it”

But why do I feel I was the one who destroyed the tape?

“Someday when you’re lonely
Sometime after all this bliss
Somewhere lost in emptiness
I hope you find this gift… “

Beneath the Flowers…

Lets get out of the Funk shall we?

Daydreamin ~ Lupe Fiasco feat* Jill Scott

Man now why can’t all of hip hop be this cool and nerdy?

Lupe is soo underratted….we are talking about the man who calls Women, Women and not H to da O’s

I don’t care what they say, we won’t have you Dumb it down Mr.Lu

Right….

I know I know, I have diluted the feel of the blog with way too much garbage for the past few days…..(I see a few nods)

But hey cut me some slack…..a girl can’t help how she feels…and when a girl wallows she wallows …..definitely no half assed attempts……

Here’s me wishing for brighter and better days eh?

Well we have a lot of packing left to do (any particular reason why you would want to address yourself as WE instead of I, Miss M?……..Not really……)

I have a good few years worth of stuff (No Dad it is not all Junk!) to fill a couple of cardboard boxes….now how am I going to manage that herculean task?  I don’t know you tell me…..

“But not too loud ’cause the baby’s sleepin
I wonder if it knows what the world is keepin
Up both sleeves while he lay there dreamin
Me and my robot tip-toe ’round creepin”

What? and How? Watson……What? and How?

“And where’s the champagne? We need champagne”

Watch and Learn Miss M, Watch and Learn,,,

“Daydream
I fell asleep beneath the flowers
For a couple of hours
On a beautiful day”

Egg Shells..

So while all the years of wisdom washes down the drain …..any one  care to throw in the obligatory “I told you so’s”?

Coffee and Cigarettes~ Michelle Featherstone

But don’t say I didn’t try…….I put myself out there like I always do, I stood on the frontline…..

” I gave up coffee and cigarettes
I hate to say it hasn’t helped me yet
I thought my problems would just dissipate
And all my pain would be in yesterday”

I am just as bad…..takes me awhile to catch on…..

“I poured my booze all down the kitchen drain
And watched my bad habits get flushed away
I thought that that would keep my head on straight
And all my pain would be in yesterday”

It got me thinking though…..I never was in the right…..

” I thought that if I didn’t go and play
The sadness would get bored and go away
I thought that if I didn’t go astray
That all my pain would be in yesterday”

I asked for too much….I always did….

“I sold my guitar and my piano
I thought that it was these that kept me low
I thought if only I could try and change
That all my pain would be in yesterday”

You were right…..words are just words ….written on paper….. never mean anything….hollow meaningless words……that make a lot of noise….

I guess it’s now my turn to walk on egg shells…..

“But it’s true
I’m still blue
But I finally know what to do
I must quit, I must quit, you”

Two Worlds,

There are some songs we will never ever play here…

It is what we call the ‘Branded list’…..

The list strictly off-limits….

They evoke a certain so so….

Not that you are dying to know what’s on the list, Watson..

But moving on….

Never Tear Us Apart~ INXS

Anger Management

Anger, a passionate parasite that follows denial…..

It burns and tears down even the best in the game…..

“I told you
That we could fly
‘Cause we all have wings
But some of us don’t know why”

I can deal with anger, but I cannot deal in anger….

Your thoughts betray you to believe the blurred lines between the wrong and right don’t exist…..

“I was standing
You were there
Two worlds collided”

Controlled anger just as fatal as the one that is outright and exposed…..leaving you as the liability…

Question not my thinking but feel free to burn down my thoughts….

“We all live in a house on fire, no fire department to call; no way out, just the upstairs window to look out of while the fire burns the house down …..with us trapped, locked in it”
– Tennessee Williams

Turning Inside Out..

I sat at a clinic today and while speaking to an older lady, I asked her if the assessment was a long process as I had to get back to work and she very kindly replied that she has been here before and we could be there for a good hour or two. In turn she asked me if I had a “Heart Machine” ? (I guess that’s what you young folks call it these days huh?) , I sort of gathered she must be speaking about a pace maker, I smiled and said “No, mam I don’t”, I smiled at the irony of the situation……Bless her…..For the reminder of the time I sat there loving the idea of a Heart Machine…….How awesome does that sound? I sat there smiling like a fool, “Oh I would love some heart machine if you please”…….

Why~ Annie Lennox

Yes I would like a heart machine……coz the  human one I got kinda sucks in making efficient decisions…..wouldnt it be lovely to have decisions made for you? Your heart machine could potentially be programmed to make the most logical choices instead of ruining the reputation of you brain by influencing  it otherwise….

“I may be mad
I may be blind
I may be viciously unkind
But I can still read what you’re thinking”

I am soo funny aren’t I? (No wait you aren’t supposed to answer that….The question was rhetorical)

Hmm,

Shucks I just lost my flow of thoughts….(told you I was funny….atleast funny enough to distract myself)

Mental block? (Plunge it! Ha ha ha)

“This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I’ll never tread
These are the dreams I’ll dream instead
This is the joy that’s seldom spread”

Alright the randomness needs to go……

What the hell am I writing? (I don’t know, but who cares?)

Maybe one day I will have a funny story to say…but for now we will have to work with the substitutes of funny….

“This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head”

I make the most coldest jokes when I am nervous (kinda like what I am doing right now? Don’t answer that!…oh no go ahead answer that)…the kind that never makes people laugh but never fails to make them go “What the….is she on?”

“And these are the years that we have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel ?
’cause I don’t think you know how I feel
I don’t think you know what I feel
I don’t think you know what I feel
You don’t know what I feel “