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Better.
Vocals: British singer-songwriter Tom Baxter Lyrics: Singer Songwriters Sam Semple and Tom Baxter.
Better.
Our love has changed, it’s not the same, And the only way to say it, is say it, it’s better. I can’t conceal this way I feel, For all the time we spent together, forever, just get’s better. See what I’m tryna say is you make things, better And no matter what the day is, with you here, it’s better
I’ll stand by you, if you stand by me. I think it’s time I reveal, cos I believe it, it’s better. See what I’m tryna say is you make things, better, And no matter what the day is, with you here, it’s better. The more I talk to you, I fall in love with, everything you do,
Oh, see what I’m tryna say is, you make things, better, And no matter what the day is with you here, it’s better. Oh, see what I’m tryna say is, you make things, better, And no matter what the day is with you here, it’s better.
Our love has changed, it’s not the same, And the only way to say it is say it, it’s better. END
Perhaps Love.
Lyrics: Written by American Folk singer and songwriter, the late John Denver (Real name Henry John Deutschendorf Jr.). Sadly Mr Denver lost his life on the 12th of this month October, 26 years ago, [1997], following multiple blunt force trauma; obtained when his light home built aircraft crashed into Monterey Bay, near Pacific Grove, California, USA.
Vocals: John Denver.
Perhaps Love
Perhaps love is like a resting place, a shelter from the storm. It exists to give you comfort; it is there to keep you warm. And in those times of trouble when you are most alone, The memory of love will bring you home.
Perhaps love is like a window, perhaps an open door. It invites you to come closer, it wants to show you more. And even if you lose yourself and don’t know what to do, The memory of love will see you through.
Oh, love to some is like a cloud, to some as strong as steel. For some a way of living, for some a way to feel. And some say love is holding on and some say letting go. And some say love is everything and some say they don’t know. Perhaps love is like the ocean, full of conflict, full of change. Like a fire when it’s cold outside or thunder when it rains. If I should live forever and all my dreams come true, my memories of love will be of you.
END
Hereunder, Paterson Joseph reads Shakespeare’s Sonnet 29: “When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes.”
What do you tell a friend who is suffering from depression: ‘It’s OK for you to NOT feel OK’. ‘You can continue to move forward in the face of your depression’. ‘I’m here for you, no matter what’. ‘Help is available’ and your story isn’t fully over’. But sometimes such advice and encouragement is not enough, so it is important to get across the message that we all feel depressed during many stages in our life and in living. ‘You’re not alone’, can offer more comfort sometimes to those depressed, as in the realisation, that “the man with no shoes can often meet the man with no feet“.
William Shakespeare’s Sonnet 29, was written possibly sometime between 1593 and 1601, and speaks of a character, possibly himself, who is in a serious state of depression, stating that when he meets with misfortune “disgrace with fortune” he feels disgraced in front of other men, “men’s eyes“. He weeps alone “alone be weep” and cries out to heaven, latter who appears to be deaf to his same appeals “deaf heaven with my bootless cries”, and he is now left feeling much self-pity and regret, cursing his situation “and curse my fate”.
He wishes, “wishing me”, that he was a man who had more hope, “one more rich in hope”, and wishes to be like those, “featured like him”, who are handsome and appear to have more friends, “him with friends possessed”. He further wishes that he had been provided with another man’s skills, “desiring this man’s art”, or with someone else’s opportunities “that man’s scope”, which he now has set his heart on, but doesn’t have mastery over, thus making him unhappier, “what I most enjoy contented least”.
In spite of hating himself, “thoughts myself almost despising”, he thinks of this love, “I think on thee” and those thoughts now lift his heart like the lark in the early morning, “lark at break of day”, latter who flies upward towards the sky, as if to sing at the very gates of heaven itself, “hymns at heaven’s gate”.
He says thoughts of his love somehow bring him a sort of emotional peace, which in turn he compares to wealth, “sweet love remembered such wealth brings”, and that he would not wish to exchange this peace with the material wealth of kings “scorn to change my state with kings”.
Shakespeare – Sonnet 29.
When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heav’n, with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man’s art, and that man’s scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate. For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
END
Please Don’t Go.
Vocals: Irish Co. Cork singer & songwriter Ms Stephanie Rainey. Lyrics: Stephanie Rainey.
Please Don’t Go.
I’ll hold your hand till it goes cold. I’ll hold my tears until you go. With all the life that leaves your bones, It soaks the purpose from my own. Oh, oh, oh, Please don’t go. I love you more than you could know, You’ve got a hole inside my soul, It’s like a mountain soaked in snow, It’s in the earth the river flows. Oh, oh, oh, Please don’t go Oh, oh, oh Please don’t go. I’ve kept my own side of the bed, Thinking you’d be home again. I hold myself so I can sleep, My pillow holds the screams of me. Oh, oh, oh, Please don’t go. Oh, oh, oh, Please don’t go. So lay yourself down on my chest, ‘Cause I know how to hold you best, I’ll keep you through these last few breaths, And kiss and love you till the end. Oh, oh, oh, Please don’t go. Oh, oh, oh, Please don’t go. END
Step By Step.
Lyrics: Singer-songwriter and political activist Annie Lennox. Vocals: American singer and actress, nicknamed “the Voice”, the late, great Ms Whitney Houston.
Step By Step.
Well, there’s a bridge and there’s a river, that I still must cross. As I’m going on my journey, oh, I might be lost, And there’s a road I have to follow, a place I have to go. Well, no one told me just how to get there, But when I get there I’ll know. ‘Cause I’m taking it, step by step, Bit by bit, stone by stone, (yeah), brick by brick, (oh yeah), Step by step, day by day, mile by mile, (ooh, ooh, ooh), And this old road is rough and ruined, so many dangers along the way. So many burdens might fall upon me, so many troubles that I have to face. Oh, but I won’t let my spirit fail me, oh, I won’t let my spirit go, Until I get to my destination, I’m gonna take it slow. Because I’m making it mine, step by step, (you know I’m taking it), Bit by bit (bit by bit, come move), stone by stone, (yeah), Brick by brick, (brick by brick by brick by brick, mmm), Step by step, (step by step, I’m gonna), day by day, (day by day), Mile by mile (ooh), go your way, go your way, say it, baby, don’t give up, You’ve got to hold on to what you got, oh, baby, don’t give up, You’ve got to keep on moving on, don’t stop, (yeah, yeah), I know you’re hurting, (I know you’re hurting), And I know you’re blue, (I know you’re blue), I know you’re hurting, (I know you’re hurting), But don’t let the bad things get to you. I’m taking it step by step, (oh, oh, oh, oh), Bit by bit, (bit by bit, come move), stone by stone, (stone by stone, yeah), Brick by brick, (brick by brick by brick by brick), Step by step, (I’m gonna take it now), day by day, (day by day), Mile by mile, (ooh), go your own way, go your own way, Bit by bit, (Come on, baby, got to keep moving), (Come on, baby, got to keep moving), (Come on, baby, got to keep moving), Stone by stone, (yeah, stone by stone), brick by brick, (Come on, baby, got to keep moving), (Come on, baby, got to keep moving), Come on, baby, (Come on, baby, got to keep moving), Step by step keep on moving, day by day, (day by day-ee), (Come on, baby, got to keep moving), (Come on, baby, got to keep moving), (Come on, baby, got to keep moving), (Come on, baby, got to keep moving), Mile by mile by mile by mile, go your own way. END
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