I learned at a young age music speaks to all people. No matter race, age, religion. Music knows no barrier. I've learned to express myself through words. Put a word to a rhythm and you've created a magic everyone can experience.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) - Nancy Sinatra
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang
He shot me down, bang bang
I hit the ground , bang bang
That awful sound, bang bang
My baby shot me down
Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
Remember when we used to play
Bang bang
I shot you down, bang bang
You hit the ground , bang bang
That awful sound, bang bang
I used to shoot you down
Music played and people sang?
Just for me the church bells rang?
Now he's gone I don't know why
And till this day some times I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie
Bang bang
He shot me down, bang bang
I hit the ground , bang bang
That awful sound, bang bang
My baby shot me down.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Suggestions - Orelia
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Somewhere Only We Know - Keane
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
So if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
So why don't we go
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Bullet For My Valentine - Bittersweet Memories
You turn me off at the push of a button/And you pretend that I dont mean nothing/I'm not a saint, thats easy to tell/But guess what honey, you aint no angel.
You like to scream these words as a weapon/Well go ahead; take your best shot woman/I wanna leave you; its easy to see/Well guess what honey, its not that easy.
We got so complicated/This fingers for our memories/So rip my pictures from your wall/Tear them down and burn them all/Light the fire and walk away/Theres nothing left to say so/Take the ashes from the floor/Bury them to just make sure/That nothing more is left of me/Than bittersweet memories(Memories)
I wanna run and escape from your prison/But when I leave I feel something is missing/Im not afraid thats easy to tell/This cant be heaven it feels like Im in hell/Youre like a drug that I cant stop taking/I want more and I cant stop craving/I still want you/ its easy to see/But guess what honey youre not that good for me
We got so complicated/This fingers for our memories/So rip my pictures from your wall/Tear them down and burn them all/Light the fire and walk away/Theres nothing left to say so/Take the ashes from the floor/Bury them to just make sure/That nothing more is left of me/Than bittersweet memories
Just bittersweet memories
We got so complicated/These fingers full of memories/We got so complicated
So rip my pictures from your wall/Tear them down and burn them all/Light the fire and walk away/Theres nothing left to say so/Take the ashes from the floor/Bury them to just make sure/That nothing more is left of me/Than bittersweet memories
Theres nothing left to say/Theres nothing left to say.