2017-06-10: Song of the day

Blue Rodeo – After The Rain

If I had my way
I would never go back
With my back to the wall
I just let myself fall
Watch the daytime’s turn black
But now and again I find
You cross my mind

If I was a train
I would never slow down
With my head in the sky
And the world going by
Every nowhere town
As I write one more letter to you
I know I can’t change the things that I do

One day
When you discover
Just why I ran
Ran away from you lover
I know I’m to blame
I feel so ashamed
Call out your name
After the rain

What do you want me to do
I’ve thrown away everything for you
Well I’ve wasted my dreams
Each day it seems
I’m losing my way back to you

It’s time for a change
What else can I do
The clock ticking time
I better make up my mind
Is it me or is it you
Yeah tonight as I’m losing control
I will drink to the queen of my soul

One day
When you discover
Just why I ran
Ran away from you lover
I know I’m to blame
I feel so ashamed
Call out your name
After the rain


Peace, black coffee, and a cheesecake.  ☘

 

2017-05-07: Song of the day

Kansas – Dust in the Wind

I close my eyes only for a moment, and the moment’s gone
All my dreams pass before my eyes, a curiosity

Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind

Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see

Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind

Now, don’t hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, and all your money won’t another minute buy

Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind (all we are is dust in the wind)
Dust in the wind (everything is dust in the wind),
Everything is dust in the wind (the wind)


Peace, black coffee, and a cheesecake.  ☘

 

2017-04-11: Song of the day

Bon Jovi – Hallelujah


Lyrics:  Leonard Cohen
Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don’t even know the name
But if I did—well, really—what’s it to you?
There’s a blaze of light in every word
It doesn’t matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn’t much
I couldn’t feel, so I tried to touch
I’ve told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah

 

On the way between the hotel and the stadium, three explosions damaged BVB Dortmund’s team bus. One of the core team players was injured and had to be taken to hospital. The match AS Monaco – BVB Dortmund has been cancelled. WHY attack a soccer team?

Peace, dear friends and readers.  ☘

 

2017-04-05: Song of the day

All Saints – Black Coffee


Night Swimming
Beach walking
Always silent
Never talking
Then you call my name
And I know inside I love you

Sail away
I miss you more
Until you see the shore
There I will be waiting
Anticipating

Each moment is new
Freeze the moment
Each moment is cool
Freeze the moment

I wouldn’t wanna be
Anywhere else but… here
I wouldn’t wanna change
Anything at all
(Anything oh I..)

I wouldn’t wanna take
Everything out on… you
Though I know I do
(Although I know I do)
Every time I fall

Day dreaming
Chain smoking
Always laughin’
Always jokin’
I remain the same
Did I tell you that I love you

Brush your teeth
And pour a cup of black coffee out
I love to watch you do that every day
The little things that you do

Each moment is new
Freeze the moment
Each moment is cool
Freeze the moment

I wouldn’t wanna be
Anywhere else but… here
I wouldn’t wanna change
Anything at all
(Anything oh I..)

I wouldn’t wanna take
Everything out on… you
Though I know I do
(Although I know I do)
Every time I fall

Hmmmmmm
Hmmmmmm
Each moment is cool
Freeze the moment

I wouldn’t wanna be
Anywhere else but… here
I wouldn’t wanna change
Anything at all
(Anything oh I..)

I wouldn’t wanna take
Everything out on… you
Though I know I do
(Although I know I do)
Every time I fall
(Every time I fall)
(Every time I fall)

I wouldn’t wanna be
Anywhere else but… here
(Anywhere but here)
I wouldn’t wanna change
(I wouldn’t wanna change)
Anything at all
(Anything oh I..)

I wouldn’t wanna take
Everything out on… you
Though I know I do
(Although I know I do)
Every time I fall

Night swimming
Beach walking
Always silent
Never talking
Then you call my name
And I know inside I love you

Sail away
I miss you more
Until you see the shore
There I will be waiting
Anticipating


Peace, black coffee, and a cheesecake.  ☘

 

2017-03-14: Song of the day

Al Stewart – On the Border


The fishing boats go out across the evening water
Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border
The wind whips up the waves so loud
The ghost moon sails among the clouds
Turns the rifles into silver on the border

On my wall the colours of the maps are running
From Africa the winds they talk of changes coming
The torches flare up in the night
The hand that sets the farms alight
Has spread the word to those who’re waiting on the border

In the village where I grew up
Nothing seems the same
Still you never see the change from day to day
And no-one notices the customs slip away

Late last night the rain was knocking at my window
I moved across the darkened room and in the lamp glow
I thought I saw down in the street
The spirit of the century
Telling us that we’re all standing on the border

In the islands where I grew up
Nothing seems the same
It’s just the patterns that remain
An empty shell
But there’s a strangeness in the air you feel too well

The fishing boats go out across the evening water
Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border
The wind whips up the waves so loud
The ghost moon sails among the clouds
Turns the rifles into silver on the border

On the border
On the border
On the border


Peace, dear friends and readers.  ☘