Category: Tunes

Another good set of lyrics and musical creativity.

I Miss You
~Incubus

To see you when I wake up
is a gift I didn’t think could be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do
is a three-fold, utopian dream.
You do something to me that I can’t explain.
So would I be out of line if I said,
I miss you.
I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days, but already I’m wasting away.
I know I’ll see you again
whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care
and I miss you.

I like this song…

Give Me A Call
~311

Ooh you draw such pictures in my head
Ooh with so few words I know what you said

Until the time comes
To carry the one
Make that dream real
And be sure it stays done
So let that thought
Bloom in your mind
A vision that’s caught
Never left behind

You should just give me a call
You should just give me a call

I think about you much more than I should
Now there’s a structure nothing had once stood
No more bluffing it’s cards on the table time
What it must be we will take it as a sign

So just give me a call
So just give me a call

Sunset and my love left me
winter and I’m so far
In darkness will it lead me
where the meanings are

I miss and think of you often
no flowers I forgot them
the weather’s the same
nothing happens
no love’s a hard lesson

patience and years will refashion
what hours will undo
and circles not yet quite circles
somehow close true
I keep on hearing the things that you said
I keep on feeling you go straight to my head
No more bluffing it’s cards on the table time
What it must be we will take it as a sign

So just give me a call
So just give me a call

I call you up but you won’t talk to me
No space for words there’s just no room
I drift away but you pull me in
I’m the ocean youre the moon

Ooh how do I know if it’s just me
Sometimes I think that it must be
You gotta know you can trust me

I think about you much more than I should
Now there’s a structure nothing had once stood
No more bluffing it’s cards on the table time
What it must be we will take it as a sign

So just give me a call
So just give me a call
So just give me a call
So just give me a call

To my troubled young friend:

I just thought about these lyrics after our talk this evening. Would definitely be a different approach to the minor issue at hand. Ladies and gentlmen, from The Broadway hit, “The Producers”:

MAX:
Listen, Roger: did you get a chance yet to read Springtime for Hitler?
ROGER:
Read it? I devoured it! I for one, for instance, never realized that the Third Reich meant Germany.
MAX:
Yeah, how ’bout that? Then you’ll do it?
ROGER:
Do it? Of course not.
The theatre’s so obsessed
With dramas so depressed
It’s hard to sell a ticket on Broadway
Shows should be more pretty
Shows should be more witty
Shows should be more…
What’s the word?
LEO:
Gay?
ROGER:
Exactly!
No matter what you do on the stage
Keep it light, keep it bright, keep it gay!
Whether it’s murder, mayhem or rage
Don’t complain, it’s a pain
Keep it gay!
CARMEN:
People want laughter when they see a show
The last thing they’re after’s a litany of woe
ROGER & CARMEN:
A happy ending will pep up your play…
ROGER:
Oedipus won’t bomb…
CARMEN:
If he winds up with Mom!
Keep it gay!
ROGER:
Keep it gay…
ROGER & CARMEN:
Keep it gay!
MAX:
Couldn’t agree with you more. And you have our blessings, Roger, to make Springtime for Hitler just as gay as anyone could possibly want.
So, c’mon, do it for us, please.
ROGER:
No, sorry, Max, but it’s simply not my cup of tea.
Still, fair is fair, perhaps I should ask my production team what they think.
This is my set designer, Bryan.
BRYAN:
Keep it glad, keep it mad, keep it gay!
ROGER:
And here’s my costume designer, Kevin.
KEVIN:
Hello…
Keep it happy, keep it snappy, keep it gay!
BRYAN & KEVIN:
We’re clever, creative
It’s our job to see
That ev’rything’s perfect for Mr. De Bris!
ROGER:
Next, Scott, my choreographer…
SCOTT:
Hi there…
ROGER:
And, ah, finally, last and least, my lighting designer, Shirley Markowitz.
SHIRLEY:
Keep it gay, keep it gay, keep it gay
LEO:
I don’t think we’re getting to them, Max. What do we do now?
MAX:
Watch this. Roger, listen. I think that Springtime for Hitler would be a marvelous opportunity for you. I mean, up to now, you’ve always been associated with frivolous musicals.
ROGER:
You’re right. I’ve often felt as though I’ve been throwing my life away on silly little entertainments. Deopy showgirls in gooey gowns.
Two-three-kick-turn! Turn-turn-kick-turn!
CARMEN:
Oh, Roger.
ROGER:
It’s enough to make you heave. Nonetheless, sorry, Max.
I just couldn’t do Springtime for Hitler
MAX:
Why not? Think of the prestige.
ROGER:
No.
MAX:
Think of the respect.
ROGER:
No, no, no.
MAX:
Think of … the Tony!
CARMEN & THE TEAM:
Tony…Tony…Tony…Tony…Tony!
ROGER:
Ngaaaaaahhhhh!
MAX:
What’s the matter?
LEO:
Is he all right?
CARMEN:
He’s having a stroke…
MAX & LEO:
What?
CARMEN:
…of genius!
ROGER:
I see it! I see it! At last. The chance to do something important!
CARMEN:
Roger de Bris presents History!
ROGER:
Of course that whole second act has to be rewritten. They’re losing the war? Excuse me. It’s too downbeat.
CARMEN:
Roger de Bris presents History!
ROGER:
But maybe…it’s a wile idea, but it just might work…
I see a line of beautiful girls
Dressed as storm troopers, each one a gem
With leather boots and whips on their hips
It’s risque, dare I say, S & M!
CARMEN & THE TEAM:
Love it!
ROGER:
I see German soldiers dancing through France
Played by chorus boys in very tight pants
And wait, there’s more – they win the war!
And the dances they do will be daring and new
Turn-turn-kick-turn, turn-turn-kick-turn
One-two-three-kick-turn!
Keep it sassy, keep it classy, keep it…
MAX:
That is brilliant. Brilliant! Roger, I speak for Mr. Bloom and myself when I sawy that you are the only man in the world who can do justice to Springtime for Hitler. Will you do it, please?
LEO:
Please.
ROGER:
Wait a minute. This is a very big decision. It might effect the course of my entire life.
I shall have to think about it…I’ll do it. I’ll do it!
Sabu, champagne!
ROGER, CARMEN & THE TEAM:
If at the end you want them to cheer
Keep it gay, keep it gay, keep it gay
Whether it’s Hamlet, Othello or Lear
Keep it gay, keep it gay, keep it gay
CARMEN:
Comedy’s joyous, a constant delight
Dramas annoy us…
ROGER & CARMEN:
…and ruin our night.
ROGER, CARMEN & THE TEAM:
So keep your Strindbergs and Ibsens at bay…
ROGER:
I’ll sign…
KEVIN:
Sign…
BRYAN:
Sign…
SCOTT:
Sign…
CARMEN:
Sign…
SHIRLEY:
Sign…
MAX & LEO:
Sign…
ROGER:
Roger Elizabeth De Bris!
ALL:
Keep it gay!!

…Just a thought! 😉

It’s amazing to me how the shortest songs can say so much:

Nearness of You
-Nora Jones

It’s not the pale moon that excites me
That thrills and delights me
Oh no
It’s just the nearness of you
It isn’t your sweet conversation
That brings this sensation
Oh no
It’s just the nearness of you

When you’re in my arms and I feel you so close to me
All my wildest dreams came true
I need no soft lights to enchant me
If you would only grant me the right
to hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night
The nearness of you

Colour My World
-Chicago

As time goes on
I realize
Just what you mean
To me
And now
Now that youre near
Promise your love
That Ive waited to share
And dreams
Of our moments together
Color my world with hope of loving you

Am I listening to these songs because there’s someone I’m thinking about? Honestly, no. I just love how relaxing these songs are, both in melody and words.