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Evrill - Brave Up!
03:08
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Brave up, brave up, brave up!
Brave up! (and do your thing)
Brave up! (and don’t get scared)
Brave up! (lift yourself up)
Brave up! (and keep the focus)
A lot of people get scared of life
And it bring them down, bring them down
Not going to let no dark place
Hold me down, hold me down
I’m going to shake it off, don’t want that for myself
Brave up! (and do your thing)...
Free your mind from your problems
And do your thing, do your thing
Never get caught up with the things of the world
And do your thing, do your thing
I’m going to shake it off, don’t want that for myself
Brave up! (and do your thing)...
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Two Lonely Boats
Passing in the night
Wondering what gives them the appetite
To communicate and sing the songs
That they write
Another chance lost with a longing to be
Forever in your company
Desperate for your time
For one day, if you would be mine
If I could have the chance
I would love you forever
Immersed in your arms
Caressed by your charm
In a heaven all of our own
And not to be two, two lonely boats anymore
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Roy - Halloween
03:24
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The last night of October just picture the scene
Autumn leaves carpet the ground
Witches on broomsticks with faces of green
Ghosts and ghouls and vampires abound
It's that scary evening we call Halloween
Toffee apples so sticky and sweet
The ginger parkin and pumpkin pie
Then it's outdoors to play trick or treat
Pumpkin lanterns will light up the night
As children venture outdoors
Only to find themselves screaming with fright
At bloodstained sheets and beckoning doors
Luminous skeletons rattle their bones
As zombies will patiently wait
For all the young children who wander alone
Near the inviting cemetery gate
Count Dracula costumes with deep crimson cloak
Vampire fangs dripping with blood
Demons and devils with forks made to stoke
The fires of hell for the damned and the good
Bamshees will be waiting and wooing good men
So bewitched by their songs and the picture it paints
They'll submit to their fate, any time around ten
And prepare for the feast of All Saints.
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Kimberley - I Miss You
02:02
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I miss you more and more each day
I love you more than words can say
Every day I paint on a smile
But inside I am dying, I don't know what to do anymore
I've felt like this for a while
I worry about worrying and I don't know why
I get frustrated I sit and cry
I realise life is much too short
So make the most of every thought
And be happy as you've done it before
I remember days when I was young
Holidays in the summer sun
I really wish I was young again
Lots of joy and fun
I wish those days were here again
No worries, so much fun and games
They were the best days of my life
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Brian - Luna's Snoozin'
01:56
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B: Luna's snoozing on the chair
D: I wonder I wonder
B: What goes on under
D: Her newly cut head of hair
B: She's obviously quite happy, that's a fact
D: I'm imagining the picture from over the phone
It makes me smile to see Luna on her throne
B: I asked if we could make a deal
Oh Luna, Luna I love you
If only you could become me and I could become you
D: And you loll your head
In that question mark inquisitive way
B: Can we change places maybe, just for the day?
Now what do you say?
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Paulth - Back of My Mind
02:40
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No matter how much I try to push it
To the back of my mind
I can't hide the feeling inside
I don't what to do with myself
When I think what I could have done with my life
You don't what I went through
They took a lot of my liberties
And I suffered, I suffered, I suffered my God
I don't where my strength comes from in me
I don't how to explain my feelings
Let sleeping dogs lie
Lord knows I tried and I tried
Lord turn my mind around
Give me something different to think about
'Cause I suffered, I suffered, I suffered my God
I don't where my strength comes from in me
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Esme - Blessed
05:43
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"Mama", said my son,
"Do you realise you’ve been in England now for 60 years?"
60 years, 60 years!
A long, long story of laughter and tears.
My husband made the finest shoes.
He left Jamaica, feeling hopeful and bold.
With a reference he tried his luck
"Do you think we need more n**** here?" he was told.
I am blessed, I am truly blessed
Every day that I live I am blessed.
When I wake up in the morning 'til I lay my head to rest
I am blessed, I am blessed, truly blessed.
In ‘61 I followed him
and left my children in my mother’s care.
Started working as a nurse,
we saved the money for each child’s fare.
Our rented house was on Upper Brook Road.
Sometimes the landlord sent his wife to spy on us
But we, full of faith went about our life
We did not ask - the question "Why?".
I remember getting home one day
from hospital, - this sounds insane -
a policeman came and said to me,
"your son has just stepped off the plane".
Time passed and the children grew.
Sometimes I missed my homeland’s flowers.
The hibiscus’, the purple tree of life,
I imagine the colours for hours.
I put on my hat with the pheasant’s feather.
Went to church, sang where the choir sat.
In all my life I trust the Lord
And came to be known as the 'Woman with the hat’.
Today I’m on my own, my husband has passed.
He had dementia and knew me no more.
My children, grandchildren, even great-grandchildren
bring me lunch each day and come through my door.
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Alma - Immortal Beloved
03:14
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Now for the long years when I cannot love you
You are invisible across the Great Divide
But there's only you to whom I can be true
I yearn for the love that only you provide
No longer rests your head upon my breast
We said "Good-bye": so many years apart,
My memory dims, your face is vague at best,
Your warmth a distant song within my heart.
Your voice, an echo vibrating down past years.
Your smile, your prose, your frown, your kiss,
The joy, the sorrow, laughter and the tears,
The happiness we sought has come to this.
Your resting place was strewn with flowers,
My tears on hold; the bonding still is ours.
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I'm Jolly John
I'm a mole and I live in a hole
Jolly John
It lightens me up
It's just something that makes me laugh
It lightens me up
I'm Jolly John
I'm a mole and I live in a hole
It lightens me up
Jolly John
I'm a mole and I live in a hole
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I wake up in the morning
The dawn is breaking, the sun is shining
Thank you Lord for a new day, the birds are singing
As long as the dark clouds stay away
It's going to be a happy day
The gentle breeze within the trees
Hearing the buzzing of the bees
For people with hearts of gold spread love and happiness
Show kindness that never ends for family and friends
That's what I call living
That's what I call living, living, living
That's what I call living, living, living
I wake up in the morning
That's what I call living
The birds they are singing
That's what I call living
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