I wish I wrote this

[jimnyc]

Some things need no explanation. Yes, I get depressed, never do know why, just learn to deal with it. Sometimes uplifting things help me. There are the right times to reach out and reach up as they say, and I always know when, or sometimes I need a reminder. This man can write! And don't get the wrong idea, it's a song, and while I like to wallow in depression, and I like uplifting music, I am and do just fine. :)

Cause the fact is, ain't nothing wrong for asking for help when necessary, and sure is good to let the man above that you haven't forgotten about him, because I know he hasn't forgotten about me, or I would have failed a long time back!

This is Matthew West if anyone has ever listened to his music before. Yeah, religious, but cool music nonetheless. :)

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You must
You must think I'm strong
To give me what I'm going through
Well, forgive me

Forgive me if I'm wrong
But this looks like more than I can do
On my own

I know I'm not strong enough to be
everything that I'm supposed to be
I give up
I'm not strong enough

Hands of mercy won't you cover me
Lord right now I'm asking you to be
Strong enough
Strong enough

For the both of us
Well, maybe
Maybe that's the point

To reach the point of giving up
Cause when I'm finally
Finally at rock bottom

Well, that's when I start looking up
And reaching out
I know I'm not strong enough to be
Everything that I'm supposed to be

I give up
I'm not strong enough
Hands of mercy won't you cover me
Lord right now I'm asking you to be

Strong enough
Strong enough
Cause I'm broken
Down to nothing

[jimnyc]

Rainbow and Street Of Dreams

I heard the sound of voices in the night
Spellbound there was someone calling
I looked around no one was in sight
Pulled down and I kept on falling

I've seen this place before
And you were standing by my side
I've seen your face before tonight
Maybe I just see what I want it to be
I know it's a mystery

Do you remember me
On a street of dreams
Running through my memory
On the street of dreams

There you stood a distant memory
So good like we never parted
Said to myself I knew you'd set me free
And here we are right back where we started

Something's come over me
And I don't know what to feel
Maybe this fantasy is real
Now I know I see what I want it to be
But it's still a mystery

Do you remember me
On the street of dreams
Running through my memory
On the street of dreams
You are in every face I see
On the street of dreams

Something's come over me
And I don't know what to feel
Maybe this fantasy is real
Now I know I see what I want it to be
But it's still a mystery

Do you remember me
On the street of dreams
Running through my memory
On the street of dreams
On the street of dreams

I know you have always been
On the street of dreams
Will we ever meet again my friend
On the street of dreams
Do you know just what it mend to be
On the street of dreams

Never know just who you'll see do ya
On the street of dreams
You can be who you want to be, oh yeah
On the street of dreams
I can hear you calling me
On the street of dreams


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rQvu5Eo7rKI

[Kathianne]

Music is poetry. It speaks to the soul.

[jimnyc]

Music is poetry. It speaks to the soul.

Yup, and I kinda knew that, but never truly appreciated that.

Like I said in another thread. I listened to music my whole life, always loved music so it was always playing. I listen to music now, from the early 80's til today, and SO much music and the lyrics I hear, I can close my eyes, and it brings me back to that time when it was out back in the 80's or 90's, it kinda sends me back in time, even if for just a moment as I sit with my eyes closed and headphones on in a dark room. It speaks to the soul. It's soothing and relieving. It's calming for me too. And makes my mind stay busy.

[jimnyc]

One of my favorite favorite favorite songs!!! Nice easy soft listening. But you need the entire album, as it's a story, and this is the culmination of the story when "Nicholas" is woken from being hypnotized and telling this story you just heard, which changed his life now.


Dream Theater - The Spirit Carries On

Where did we come from?
Why are we here?
Where do we go when we die?
What lies beyond
And what lay before?
Is anything certain in life?

They say, "Life is too short"
"The here and the now"
And "You're only given one shot"
But could there be more
Have I lived before
Or could this be all that we've got?

If I die tomorrow
I'd be all right
Because I believe
That after we're gone
The spirit carries on

I used to be frightened of dying
I used to think death was the end
But that was before
I'm not scared anymore
I know that my soul will transcend

I may never find all the answers
I may never understand why
I may never prove what I know to be true
But I know that I still have to try
If I die tomorrow

I'd be all right
Because I believe
That after we're gone
The spirit carries on
Move on, be brave

Don't weep at my grave
Because I am no longer here
But please never let
Your memory of me disappear
Safe in the light that surrounds me

Free of the fear and the pain
My questioning mind
Has helped me to find
The meaning in my life again
Victoria's real
I finally feel
At peace with the girl in my dreams
And now that I'm here
It's perfectly clear
I found out what all of this means
If I die tomorrow
I'd be all right
Because I believe
That after we're gone
The spirit carries on


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-J6PPkKBXoU

[darin]

This one really brings a tear to my eye...



Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Rockin' everywhere
Rockin' everywhere
I found you Ms. New Booty
Get it together and bring it back to me
Hit the playas club for about month or 2
Put his hand on it then see what he do
Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight
Girl I don't need you, but you need me
Take it off, let if flop, shake it freely
And I don't tell stories, I let em tell they self
And you ain't gotta sell sex, girl, it sells itself, Like nothing else

Yeah I'm a country boy, but that big city bottom fill me up with joy
Ain't life grand (life's grand) livin' up daddy
Here go da whisper song, baby this is us ready?
Put it on me enthusiastically, what ever it is that you do, you do it admirably
And I ain't choose it, that thing chose me
Its bubba and ying yang, all the way in this thing
YO!
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Rockin' everywhere
Rockin' everywhere
I found you Ms. New Booty
Get it together and bring it back to me
Hit the playas club for about month or 2
Put his hand on it then see what he do
Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight
Quarter to twelve and we just getting in
Bubba gonna make ya spark wit da Ying Yang Twins
Sippin' on patron, blong blong blong
Shawdy in a thong, whom whom whom
Ass get da jiggling, motherfucking wigglying
Get that thing shakin', like she frost bit shivering
Ass be delivering, all type of flashes, cashes
Got these hoes shaking that molasses
Shh,
Let me whisper in your ear
Get your self together go and buy so new care do
Something with your hair den
Hit da club, shake ya ass and da brothers gonna sho some love
Do that move ya thing, just a minute ago
I guarantee you'll make all da dough
So gon do ya thing baby, work what you got, to get what you want
I ain't that money, don't let it make you
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Rockin' everywhere
Rockin' everywhere
I found you Ms. New Booty
Get it together and bring it back to me
Hit the playas club for about month or 2
Put his hand on it then see what he do
Put his hand on it then see what he do
Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight
Hi there, how are things?
I once was breast man now it seems
Ever since I had the pleasure
Of getting you together, your chest is just whatever
I found the buried treasured
Yes ma'am, here's the plan
Meet me over yonder OK don't play
Ill bring the whip whoop, you bring your cook book
And I'm a fix that stuff up, everything is good good
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Rockin' everywhere
Rockin' everywhere
I found you Ms. New Booty
Get it together and bring it back to me
Hit the playas club for about month or two
Put his hand on it then see what he do
Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight


Songwriters: Deongelo Holmes / Eric Jackson / Michael Crooms / Michael Antoine Crooms / Warren Mathis / Warren Anderson Mathis

[jimnyc]

This one really brings a tear to my eye...


This is why I love u man! You are touched in the head, a little, and remind me of myself as well. :) :)