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Into the Mystic (2013 Remaster)​

~ Van Morrison


We were born before the wind
Also, younger than the sun
'Ere the bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the mystic

Hark now, hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
Into the mystic

Yeah, when that fog horn blows
I will be coming home
Yeah, when that fog horn blows
I wanna hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float
Into the mystic

When that fog horn blows
You know I will be coming home
Yeah, when that fog horn whistle blows
I gotta hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float
Into the mystic

Come on, girl

Too late to stop now
 
INCUBUS - Drive

Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I can't help but ask myself how much
I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer.
It's driven me before, and it seems to have a vague,
haunting mass appeal.
But lately I'm beginning to find that I
should be the one behind the wheel.

Whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there..I'll be there.

So, if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
Aah-ah-oo-o-o.

It's driven me before and it seems to be the way
that everyone else gets around.
But lately I'm beginning to find that when
I drive myself my light is found.

Whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeahhh
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there...I'll be there.

Would you choose water over wine....hold the wheel and drive?

Whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there..I'll be there.
Do do do do do do do do do do do
ohh wa oh, do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do do
ohh wa oh
I heard this, and it's part rap, part singing, but it is really good: hope you all like it! Enjoy!

 
I hope this old gem from our dear Great Bob Marley brightens your day...



Don't worry, about a thing
'Cause every little thing, gonna be all right
Singin', don't worry, about a thing
'Cause every little thing, gonna be all right

Rise up this mornin'
Smile with the risin' sun
Three little birds
Pitched by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true
Sayin', "This is my message to you, whoo-hoo"

Singin', don't worry, about a thing
'Cause every little thing, is gonna be all right
Singin', don't worry, don't worry 'bout a thing
'Cause every little thing, gonna be all right

Rise up this mornin'
Smile with the risin' sun
Three little birds
Pitched by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true
Sayin', "This is my message to you, whoo-hoo"

Singin', don't worry, about a thing
Worry about a thing, no
Every little thing, gonna be all right
Don't worry
Singin', don't worry, about a thing
I won't worry!
'Cause every little thing, gonna be alright

Hmm don't worry, about a thing
'Cause a every little thing, gonna be all right
I won't worry
Baby don't worry, about a thing
'Cause every little thing, is gonna be all right
Say, don't worry about a thing, no girl
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right

Written by: Marley Bob

Album: Exodus (Deluxe Edition)

Released: 1977
 
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Old Blind Dogs - "Harry Brewer"


It was Kingstown in 1916
You enlisted to fight for the King
And you all sailed away on a morning in May
And that was the last you were seen
For they threw you into battle
Like dogs on that far away shore
With thousands of Huns with their rattling guns
Made you march through the battery's roar

So where are you now Harry Brewer
You're lying in some dirty hole
With the sun beating down on the old battle ground
May God give rest to your soul

There are officers safe in the barracks
And the medics installed by the beds
While the poor fools of war get cut down by the score
And the blood flows from their heads
And they gave you a fine decoration
For serving the cause of their nation
And all that you cost was a wee silver cross
And your name on a stone by the station

So where are you now Harry Brewer
You're lying in some dirty hole
With the sun beating down on the old battle ground
May God give rest to your soul

And back home where your family were grieving
There were others out fighting for freedom
On the post office steps with their heads held erect
They went down for a cause they believed in
They've not died for the few that have used them
They'll not fight for the crew that abuse them
But they'll hold their ground for a land of their own
And nobody's going to refuse them

So where are you now Harry Brewer
You're lying in some dirty hole
With the sun beating down on the old battle ground
May God give rest to your soul

So here's to you now Harry Brewer
I'm not saying you could have known better
There were thousands like you who sailed over the Brew
And came back in a government letter
There are hundreds who'll beat on the drums
And hundreds who carried the guns
But if you must die at all sure tis better to fall
For the right to hand down to your son

So where are you now Harry Brewer
You're lying in some dirty hole
With the sun beating down on the old battle ground
May God give rest to your soul
 
Someone posted this on telegram, wasn't visibly yet posted, it's another "Wake up" song, name is ... Wake up ! ^^
I liked it, they even have a credit section at the end of the clip, they had fun doing it, i like the general feeling behind this clip, band, people who participate ... i mean, I was pleased to watch it at the start of the day, it gave me energy. Try it if you have ... 7 minutes :
 
@dredger ,I love the "Wake up" video!

This song is not nearly as good as the previous one but I like the train reference. For many years now I have felt like I am watching a "slow train wreck" but now the train seems to be picking up speed and I want to get off (to another timeline?).

This John Mayer song caught my attention this evening.

 
Love the barefooted bass guy and couldn't stop watching...still watching so we'll see...whoa hear the girl singing...very 60ish in way

 
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