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Missy Higgins – Ten Days (‘still the only one that feels like home’)

 

“Ten Days“

So we’ve put an end to it this time. 
I’m no longer yours and you’re no longer mine. 
You said this hill looks far too steep 
If I’m not even sure it’s me you wanna keep. 
And it’s been ten days without you in my reach, 
And the only time I’ve touched you is in my sleep. But time has changed nothing at all – 
You’re still the only one that feels like home. 
I’ve tried cutting the ropes and 
I let you go but you’re still the only one 
That feels like home. 

You won’t talk me into it next time, 
If I’m going away your hearts coming too. 
‘Cos I miss your hands I miss your face. 
When I get back let’s disappear without a trace. 

‘Cos it’s been ten days without you in my reach, 
And the only time I’ve touched you is in my sleep. 

But time has changed nothing at all – 
You’re still the only one that feels like home. 
I’ve tried cutting the ropes, 
Tried letting go but you’re still the only one 
That feels like home. 

So tell me, did you really think… 
Oh tell me, did you really think 
I had gone when you couldn’t see me anymore? 
When you couldn’t… 

‘Cos baby time has changed nothing at all – 
You’re still the only one that feels like home. 
And I’ve tried cutting the ropes, 
I let you go but you’re still the only one 
That feels like home, yeah, 
You’re still the only one that feels like home, 
You’re still the only one I’ve gotta love. 
Oh yeah…

 

Missy Higgins – Scar (Video)

 

“Scar”

He left a card, a bar of soap and a scrubbing brush next to a note
That said “use these down to your bones”
And before I knew I had shiny skin and it felt easy being clean like him
I thought “this one knows better than I do”

A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
He tried to cut me so I’d fit

And doesn’t that sound familiar? Doesn’t that hit too close to home?
Doesn’t that make you shiver; the way things could’ve gone?
And doesn’t it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?

So the next one came with a bag of treats, she smelled like sugar and
spoke like the sea
And she told me don’t trust them, trust me
Then she pulled at my stitches one by one, looked at my insides clicking
her tongue and said
“This will all have to come undone”

A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
She tried to blunt me so I’d fit

And doesn’t that sound familiar? Doesn’t that hit too close to home?
Doesn’t that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?
And doesn’t it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?

I think I realized just in time, although my old self was hard to find
You can bathe me in your finest wine but I’ll never give you mine
‘Cos I’m a little bit tired of fearing that I’ll be the bad fruit nobody buys
Tell me, did you think we’d all dream the same?

And doesn’t that sound familiar? Doesn’t that hit too close to home?
Doesn’t that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?
And doesn’t it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?
Could you leave me with a scar?

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Missy Higgins – Where I Stood

 

Songwriters: MELISSA MORRISON HIGGINS

I don’t know what I’ve done
Or if I like what I’ve begun
But something told me to run
And honey you know me it’s all or none

There were sounds in my head
A little voice is whispering
That I should go and this should end
Oh and I found my self listening

‘Cause I don’t know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don’t know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should

‘Cause she will love you more then I could
She who dares to stand where I stood

See I thought love was black and white
That it was wrong or it was right

But you ain’t leaving without a fight 
And I think I am just as torn inside
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/m/missy_higgins/where_i_stood.html ]
‘Cause I don’t know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don’t know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should

‘Cause she will love you more then I could
She who dares to stand where I stood

And I won’t be far from where you are if ever you should call
You meant more to me then any one I’ve ever loved at all
But you taught me how to trust myself 
And so I say to you, this is what I have to do.

‘Cause I don’t know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don’t know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should
‘Cause she will love you more then I could
She who dares to stand where I stood
She who dares to stand where I stood.

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Johnny Cash – Pickin’ Time THP 1959

Words and music by Johnny Cash

(Spoken)
I got cotton in the bottom land
It's up and growin' and I got a good stand
My good wife and them kids of mine
Gonna get new shoes, come Pickin' Time
Get new shoes come Pickin' Time.

Ev'ry night when I go to bed
I thank the Lord that my kids are fed
They live on beans eight days and nine
But I get 'em fat come Pickin' Time
Get 'em fat come come Pickin' Time.

The corn is yellow and the beans are high
The sun is hot in the summer sky
The work is hard til layin' by
Layin' by til Pickin' Time
Layin' by til Pickin' Time.

It's hard to see by the coal-oil light
And I turn it off purty early at night
'Cause a jug of coal-oil costs a dime
But I stay up late come Pickin' Time
Stay up late come Pickin' Time.

My old wagon barely gets me to town
I patched the wheels and I watered 'em down
Keep her in shape so she'll be fine
To haul my cotton come Pickin' Time
Haul my cotton come Pickin' Time.
Last Sunday mornin' when they passed the hat
It was still nearly empty back where I sat
But the preacher smiled and said that's fine
The Lord'll wait til Pickin' Time
The Lord'll wait til Pickin' Time.

Loretta Lynn – Coal Miner’s Daughter

 

Well I was born the coal miner‘s daughter in a cabin on a hill in Butcher Holler
We were poor but we had love that’s the one thing that daddy made sure of
He shovel coal to make a poor man’s dollar
My daddy worked all night in the Vanleer coal mine all day long in the field hoein’ corn
Mommie rocked the baby that night and read the Bible by the coal oil light
And everything would start all over come break of morn
Daddy loved and raised eight kids on a miner’s pay
Mommie scrubbed our clothes on a washboard everyday
Why I’ve seen her fingers bleed to complain there was no need
She’s smiled in mommie’s understanding way
In the summertime we didn’t have shoes to wear
But in the wintertime we’d all get a brand new pair
From a mail order catalog money made by selling a hog
Daddy always managed to get the money somewhere
Yeah I’m proud to be a coal miner’s daughter
I remember well the well where I drew water
The work we done was hard at night we’d sleep cause we were tired
I never thought I’d ever leave the Butcher Holler
But a lots of things have changed since the way back then
And it’s so good to be back home again
Not much left but the floor nothing lives there anymore
Just the mem’ries of a coal miner’s daughter

 

Dolly Parton- Coat of many colors (“one is only poor only if they choose to be”)

 

Back through the years
I go wonderin once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma put the rags to use
There were rags of many colors
Every piece was small
And I didn’t have a coat
And it was way down in the fall
Momma sewed the rags together
Sewin every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors
That I was so proud of
As she sewed, she told a story
From the bible, she had read
About a coat of many colors
Joseph wore and then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you
Good luck and happiness
And I just couldnt wait to wear it
And momma blessed it with a kiss
Chorus:

My coat of many colors
That my momma made for me
Made only from rags
But I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money
I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

So with patches on my britches
Holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors
I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing
And making fun of me
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

And oh I couldnt understand it
For I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love
My momma sewed in every stitch
And I told em all the story
Momma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors
Was worth more than all their clothes

But they didn’t understand it
And I tried to make them see
That one is only poor
Only if they choose to be
Now I know we had no money
But I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
Made just for me

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Quotation: Charlotte Bronte (1816-1855) on immortal spirit

 

We are, and must be, one and all, burdened with faults in this world: but the time will soon come when, I trust, we shall put them off in putting off our corruptible bodies; when debasement and sin will fall from us with this cumbrous frame of flesh, and only the spark of the spirit will remain.

Charlotte Bronte (1816-1855) Discuss

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Today’s Birthday: SHEL SILVERSTEIN (1932) A cartoonist

Shel Silverstein (1932)

Silverstein was an American cartoonist, children’s author, poet, songwriter, and playwright. Often compared to Dr. Seuss, he wrote and illustrated innovative books of verse for children, including Where the Sidewalk Ends, A Light in the Attic, and The Giving Tree. His quirky verse, which touches on common childhood anxieties and wishes, is credited with helping youngsters develop an appreciation for poetry. What hit song, performed by Johnny Cash, was written by Silverstein? More… Discuss

This Day In the Yesteryear: THE MAZE PRISON ESCAPE (1983)

 

The Maze Prison Escape (1983)

Maze Prison was a high-security prison in Northern Ireland that housed incarcerated members of the Irish Republican Army during the Troubles. In 1983, the Maze suffered the biggest jailbreak in British history. Using smuggled guns and knives, 38 prisoners overpowered prison guards and hijacked a food truck. One prison officer died during the escape and several others were wounded. Although half of the escapees were soon recaptured, the remaining 19 got away. What happened to them? More… Discuss

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THE BATTLE OF VALMY

 

The French Revolutionary Wars were a series of military conflicts that took place both during and after the French Revolution. They began as an effort to defend the Revolution from outsiders but became wars of conquest. The first important engagement of these wars was the Battle of Valmy, a Franco-Prussian artillery skirmish fought in 1792. Though inconclusive, it revealed the superiority of French artillery. What battle cry, taken up by the French, may have weakened the Prussian troops‘ morale? More… Discuss

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