I Want To Know What Love Is - Foreigner
Written by Mick Jones
I gotta take a little time
A little time to think things over
I better read between the lines
In case I need it when I'm older
Aaaah woah-ah-aah
Now this mountain I must climb
Feels like a world upon my shoulders
And through the clouds I see love shine
It keeps me warm as life grows colder
In my life there's been heartache and pain
I don't know if I can face it again
Can't stop now, I've traveled so far
To change this lonely life
I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me
Aaaah woah-oh-ooh
I'm gonna take a little time
A little time to look around me, oooh ooh-ooh ooh-ooh oooh
I've got nowhere left to hide
It looks like love has finally found me
In my life there's been heartache and pain
I don't know if I can face it again
I can't stop now, I've traveled so far
To change this lonely life
I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me
I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
And I wanna feel, I want to feel what love is
And I know, I know you can show me
Let's talk about love
(I wanna know what love is) the love that you feel inside
(I want you to show me) I'm feeling so much love
(I wanna feel what love is) no, you just cannot hide
(I know you can show me) yeah, woah-oh-ooh
I wanna know what love is, let's talk about love
(I want you to show me) I wanna feel it too
(I wanna feel what love is) I wanna feel it too
And I know, and I know, I know you can show me
Show me what is real, woah (woah), yeah I know
(I wanna know what love is) hey I wanna know what love
(I want you to show me), I wanna know, I wanna know, want know
(I wanna feel what love is), hey I wanna feel, love
I know you can show me, yeah
Rise - Gabrielle
Songwriters: Bobb, Louisa; Dagois, Ollie; Dylan, Bob; Unger-Hamilton, Ferdy;
I know that its over
But I cant believe were through
They said that times a healer
And Im better without you
Its gonna take time I know
But Ill get over you
Chorus:
Look at my life
Look at my heart
I have seen them fall apart
Now Im ready to rise again
Look at my hopes
Look at my dreams
Im building bridges from these scenes
Now Im ready to rise again
Caught up in my thinking, yeah
Like a prisoner in my mind
You pose so many questions
But the truth was hard to find
I better think twice I know
That Ill get over you
(Chorus)
Much time has passed between us
Do you still thi
nk of me at all?
My world of broken promises
Now you wont catch me when I fall
(Chorus
Normal.. ?
Normal is whatever you want, within the constraints placed upon you.
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There's no such thing as normal.
I find that word a tad bit offensive really.
I'm unique, beautiful, talented.....
There's nothing "normal" about me.
yeah I agree. I mean, honestly what is "normal" anyway?? It doesn't really exist. Normal is whatever people imagine it to be.
And I watched a show called 'The General Knowledge show,' incredulous that the contestants of this show, all in their late teens, early twenties, found difficulty in answering questions that I'd have known the answer when I was fourteen, sixteen.
And their spelling!?!
These people went to university: SHIT, they at least went to school, but what has happened to their spelling? Is good spelling a lost art now? Are their piss-poor spelling endemic of this age of Ipod's, yahoo messenger and texting? I fear so.
Whilst on remand, my little radio was great company for me. And the music, ‘Ah the music!’ It kept me going… And, one track that meant a lot to me, got written out slowly, a couple of lines at a time, every time I heard it played over the airwaves.
‘Promise Me’ By Beverly Craven
You light up another cigarette
and I pour the wine
It’s four o’clock in the morning
and it’s starting to get light
Now I’m right where I want to be
losing track of time …
But I wish it was still last night
you look like you’re in another world
and I can read your mind.
How can you be so far away
lying by my side?
When I go away I’ll miss you
and I will be thinking of you
every night and day.
Just …
Promise me
you’ll wait for me,
‘coz I’ll be saving all my love for you
and I will be home soon …
Promise me
you’ll wait for me
I need to know you feel
the same way too.
Doing ‘time’, for selling ‘da weed’, I met a lot of people who had Life lessons to teach me, if I chose to keep my ears open: and, I had.
Suicide Road
Don’t call me ‘coz I’m not at home
left my message on an answer-phone.
The blues came round to call on me
and they said they knew how to set me free.
Showed me a needle and put it in my hand
and said it would take me to a better land.
Said it would take all my troubles away.
and I’ll never have to see another bad day.
No more worryin and no more cryin
No more stealin and no more lyin
No more waiting to catch the last bus,
No more hassles, no more fuss.
My eyes are open but I still can’t see
the deadly poison been given to me.
Lord, Please take my mind from this
Overload,
And make sure I never walk down –
Suicide Road.
Written by Tommy, a family man and, professional burglar, who knew only too well what he’d been writing about.
My fishfingers on defrost, I look into the mirror and smile. My fair-hair dyed blonde is thinning; worn with a flick of a fringe, mirrored to the right; and still looks good; and the John Lennon style glasses perched on top of the bridge of my straight nose suit my somewhat gaunt face.
My dark blue nylon and fleece-lined zip-up windcheater jacket is worn over a white-shirt with a button down collar.
And, I’m smiling, toward myself.
Mike and I had watched ‘Hell Ride’, a film with Michael Madsen in, while enjoying a coffee, a beer and a smoke.
Toward the end of it, I’d decided to open the can of bitter, which I’d shared between Mike and I before I’d decided to have a really good cocktail, just as it was ending.
And, after a very necessary toilet break, it’d been ‘on with the show’ and, a film called ‘Infestation’, a comedy horror that I’ve seen before and really enjoyed; and it has the fellow from ‘Reaper’ innit, the one who plays the Devil.
As Mike had returned to the room he hadn’t noticed what I’d done: and, as the film finished at about nine fifty, and with ten minutes to go, I had seen him out; still half-hoping he’d have found what I’d left in almost plain sight. But he hadn’t.
Even when he’d returned to my room at one point and asked for his pipe, he’d still been unaware of what I’d done, much to my amusement, and trifling annoyance.
I mean, I’d left them there, nigh on in plain sight; well, almost.
And, he’d got his bike from the back and then, after I’d seen him through the large wrought-iron gate on the drive I’d returned to the back, to look up to the moon.
It hadn’t been quite full, yet. But even so, as I looked up at it, I’d grinned at the potential for discovery I’d created earlier...
Well mebbee I haven’t seen my copy of ‘Twilight’ yet, but after watching the copy of ‘Transformers 2’ off Karl with Mike, I sat down to watch ‘Vampire Diaries’ 1:01
And I have asked someone if I’m right in my assertion that the television show has the feel of the film, to which I was told it had. Either way, I liked it.
‘When someone asks how you are, they really don’t want an answer,’ our heroine writes in her diary sitting in a graveyard, as a crow caws away; and an ethereal mist forms around her feet.
‘… and it was all very Hitchcock for a second,’ says the raven-haired Elena to Stephan, shortly before she stops to admire the ring he wears, then moments later notices the gash in her leg and the blood, with longing.
At The Grill, Jeremy Elena’s younger brother makes a move on Vicky, Matt’s sister as she waits on tables: and, she assures him that she’s not interested in him, just his drugs; that he shouldn’t bother her anymore, for fear of damaging her relationship with Tyler.
He arrives where Elena lives, to apologise for scaring her at the graveyard and Elena invites him to join her.
Like her, he too keeps a journal, she learns to her pleasure, when he returns hers.
In class, Stephan allows it to be known that is family Salvatore is old, as he recounts fact previously unknown to their classes History teacher.
When they walk into The Grill Matt looks up to see her enter with him, as she sits with Bonnie, who has been trying to assure him he still has a chance.
He rises and shakes Stefan’s hand, before they rejoins the others at a table.
After awhile he is asked if he’ll be going to the beach party. Looking at her, he thinks for a moment, before answering, “Yes.”
Her friend Bonnie reaches to her, as Elena passes her a beer and, for a moment, the young woman who has been joking of having premonitions actually has one, of Elena in a graveyard, mist, a crow and a stranger.
At one point, her former boyfriend Matt walks over, to assure her that he’ll be there if needed, as he has belief in her.
Then Vicky runs from her jock boyfriend Tyler and meets Jeremy, Elena’s younger brother, who she accuses of wanting only one thing from her, just like the one she runs from. She runs from the party deep into the woods, where Mist forms near her, and she stumbles. Then, all is blackness.
Later, he broods, over a lithograph, of a woman looking much like Elena. As we will learn, she is Katherine, who they both have a connection to, in their long distant past.
Then much later, after she has been found barely alive, that Stefan learns who is responsible for the spate of local animal killings and, the disappearance’s of people, including the couple that died earlier, as they’d made their way to Mystic Falls.
It was his brother Damon, darker in all respects, than he.
And, there is a confrontation between the brothers, during which Damon boasts of his abilities, with the mist and the Crow; and then later during a fight he goads Stefan, telling his brother that he is weaker, as he does not feed of humans.
During the fight the ring is removed from Stefan: and eventually returned by Damon, who knows full well it’s value to him.
As Damon departs, Stefan calls after him, “Keep away from Mystic Falls.”
And the scene cuts back to The Grill where Caroline the ditzy blonde who had thrown herself at Stefan at the beach party sits on her own, after Bonnie has left her. She had been saying how she never finds a man she wants, who wants her: and then, she looks across the room, to where Damon sits and, their eyes meet.
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its similar now that I think about it but I had read the vampire dairies series first then Twilight lol
I've called Twilight the Harry POtter of the vampire set.
Vampire Diaries seems to be the soap opera of the same set....
I grew up with 'Peyton Place', mebbee that explains it??
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