Lyrics: Award winning songwriter, composer and lyricist and librettist Gregory Becker and the late American songwriter Troy Jones. Vocals: Neotraditional American country music singer-songwriter Alan Eugene Jackson.
When God Paints.
When God paints, birds sing. He colours every feather on a sparrow’s wing. When God paints, the wind blows, With a stroke of love, he dips his brush in a rainbow. Sometimes I take for granted the simple things. I can be his biggest critic when it starts to rain, But there’s always a bigger picture I can’t explain, When God paints, the heart beats, A life begins, a season ends and lovers meet, And I’ve learned that sometimes, It’s not always black and white or well-defined, When God paints. Sometimes I take for granted the simple things. I can be his biggest critic when it starts to rain, But there’s always a bigger picture I can’t explain, When God paints, we dance, And I reach across the canvas and I take your hand, And my world is so complete, When I look at you, a masterpiece is all I see, When God paints. Sometimes I take for granted the simple things. I can be his biggest critic when it starts to rain. But there’s always a bigger picture I can’t explain, When God paints. I pray I always see the beauty inside the frame, When God paints. END
FREE Culture Night Event in Cashel Library “An evening with Patrice Davern”. Friday 20th September from 6.30pm.
Ms Maura Barrett, (Cashel Library) Reports:-
You canlocate the Cashel Library building, situated on Friar Street, Lady’s Well, Cashel, Co. Tipperary, HERE. (G487+RX) Please Note: For this free event hereunder booking is essential to Tel. No.:- 062, 63825
Ms Patrice (O’Connor) Davern studied music at Maynooth University at both degree and Masters level, before taking up a place at the world-renowned Sorbonne University in Paris, where she attained a professional Masters in both music and performance.
She has toured extensively with both ‘To Dance on the Moon’ and ‘Spirit of Ireland’, performing at home and in Germany, Denmark, New Zealand and Australia.
She sang as a soloist at the Eucharistic Congress in Croke Park and at the opening Mass for the ‘World Meeting of Families’ and also performed for the visit of Pope Francis to Ireland, along with regular performances on RTE’s televised Masses.
Feels Like Home To Me.
Lyrics: American singer, songwriter, pianist, film composer and conductor, Randy Newman. Vocals: Patrice(O’Connor)Davern.
Feels Like Home To Me.
There’s something in your eyes, Makes me wanna lose myself. Makes me wanna lose myself, In your arms. There’s something in your voice, Makes my heart beat fast. Hope this feeling lasts, the rest of my life. And if you knew how lonely my life has been, And how long I’ve been so alone. And if you knew how I wanted someone to come along, And change my life the way you’ve done. It feels like home to me. It feels like home to me. It feels like I’m all the way back where I come from. It feels like home to me. It feels like home to me. It feels like I’m all the way back where I belong. A window breaks down a long dark street, And a siren wails in the night. But I’m alright, cause I have you here with me, And I can almost see the dark, there is light Well if you knew how much this moment means to me, And how long I’ve waited for your touch. And if you knew how happy you are making me, I never thought that I’d love anyone so much. It feels like home to me. It feels like home to me. It feels like I’m all the way back where I come from. It feels like home to me. It feels like home to me. It feels like I’m all the way back where I belong.. It feels like I’m all the way back where I came from.
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Ms Patrice (O’Connor) Davern and her sister have performed as a duo and their wedding rendition of the ‘Rattlin Bog’ received world-wide attention, receiving over 100 million views on-line; earning them an invite to perform at a music festival in Wisconsin, USA.
Ms Davern regularly performs with the ‘Fuaimlaoi Choir’, based out of St Teresa’s Church, Clarendon Street, Dublin and has recorded a studio album and composed music for liturgical celebrations, along with recording individual songs released with her sister.
This is an evening of entertainment truly not to be missed.
Lyrics and Cords: English musician, songwriter, record producer, animal rights activist and astrophysics Sir Brian Harold May (CBE) and British pianist, songwriter, singer, and lead vocalist in the rock band “Queen” Freddie Mercury. Vocals: British rock band “Queen” with lead vocals Freddie Mercury.
Is This The World We Created… ?
Just look at all those hungry mouths we have to feed. Take a look at all the suffering we breed. So many lonely faces scattered all around, Searching for what they need. Is this the world we created? What did we do it for? Is this the world we invaded, Against the law? So it seems in the end, Is this what we’re all living for today? The world that we created. You know that every day a helpless child is born. Who needs some loving care inside a happy home. Somewhere, a wealthy man is sitting on his throne, Waiting for life to go by. Oh-oh, is this the world we created? We made it on our own. Is this the world we devasted, right to the bone? If there’s a God in the sky, looking down, What can he think of what we’ve done, To the world that He created?
Thurles, Co. Tipperary continue in a cycle of spending large amounts of funding on projects that tick lots of boxes, but ultimately the town fails to maintain what it has already got and fails to fix longstanding important issues.
After spending, in or around some €10 million Euro on updating half of Liberty Square, ask yourself are traffic conditions any better? Motorists would confirm that conditions have become significantly much worse, with heavy goods vehicles (HGV’s) forced to traverse our medieval streets, with no progress being made with regards our long sought after “Thurles Ring Road”. Ask yourself why have all the business premises either moved or closed within the Liberty Square area of Thurles, and where is the promised increase in ‘footfall’, same now reduced by 60%, according to the few angry, remaining business owners.
Officialdom appears to “fix what isn’t broken”; the latest being a €3.4 million car park revamp near ‘The Source’ building, same only revamped some 8 years ago. Latter is just one example; as they simultaneously ignore what badly needs fixing, e.g. the river Suir in the centre of Thurles Town, same being just one example, which Thurles.Info has already highlighted, on numerous occasions, most recently on August 17th 2024 last, HERE.
But there are other amenities showing obvious decay, same directly highlighting officialdom’s utter neglect of town maintenance.
We have mentioned already the 8 year old re-vamped Town Park carpark, same now to be re-vamped, yet again, to become a Market area and Restaurant, as yet devoid of tenants, which will considerably reduce existing car parking spaces, while competing with existing local small businesses, same already struggling to operate just a few metres away in the Liberty Square town centre.
In recent weeks we have watched mature trees ripped out from this aforementioned Town Park carpark and re-sown close by, their bark extensively damaged by heavy machinery which was used to rip apart the tree heel mesh grills at their base. Two of these mature trees are unlikely to survive the coming winter.
New “Nature Signs” provided along the river walk, close to the junction of Emmet Street and Thomond Road, and only recently erected, have now been smashed by a very small group of “uncouth barbarians”, permitted to roam freely in the area. Of course no local residents nearby heard anything, as a large rock was used to pound the thick Plexiglas Perspex acrylic sheet, protecting its contents from weathering.
No Closed-Circuit Television Installed!
Signs are positioned nearby threatening CCTV (Closed-Circuit Television) being in operation. Yet again, no CCTV has ever existed, covering this area, and proof of same is the amount of damage caused by the afore mentioned small number of “uncouth barbarians”, with no arrests ever being made.
The area in the park known as the “Fitness Zone”, again, has been totally neglected, with the individual sectioned area’s poles either pulled up or broken off. Same poles are now rotten, having been only preserved using one basic coat of fence preservative some 8 years ago, before being then left uncapped due to its semicircle (circular half arc) construction.
Video, shown above, is undeniable proof of this very small section of our town, now depicting that which normally indicates an inner-city slum.
Lyrics and Vocals: Australian pop singer and songwriter, Dean Lewis Grant Loaney, (Dean Lewis).
Early morning there’s a message on my phone. It’s my mother saying, “Darling, please come home”. I fear the worst, but how could you leave us all behind? There’s so much to say but there’s so little time, So how do I say goodbye. To someone who’s been with me for my whole damn life? You gave me my name and the colour of your eyes. I see your face when I look at mine, So how do I, how do I, how do I say goodbye? When I couldn’t, you always saw the best in me. Right or wrong, you were always on my side, But I’m scared of what life without you is like, And I saw the way she looked into your eyes, And I promise if you go, I will make sure she’s alright, So how do I say goodbye. To someone who’s been with me for my whole damn life? You gave me my name and the color of your eyes. I see your face when I look at mine. So how do I, how do I, how do I say goodbye? And there’s no way you could ever let me down. Gonna steal some time and start again. You’ll always be my closest friend, And someday we are gonna make it out. Just hold the light, just hold the light, So how do I say goodbye. To someone who’s been with me for my whole damn life? You gave me my name and the color of your eyes. I see your face when I look at mine. So how do I, how do I, how do I say goodbye? So how do I, how do I, how do I say goodbye?
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