Lyrics

Never worry no more.

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Normally I wait until after a piece to tell you the inspiration. Not this time. Fibromyalgia is bad. It can hurt so much you feel like you are going insane. Every emotion is magnified to an incredible level. Therefore depression can be bad, very bad. When you read this, it’s a Bluesy or Soul sounding thing, slow, pausing at the end of each line. I guess you could think of some of Alicia Keys work. I think you will get  feel for it maybe, or you can just read it like a poem. Depression and a brutal broken heart can feel the same way. I’m there tonight.

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My heart’s still poundin’ though you’re gone

It never really mattered what was wrong

I only wanted to be with you  for so long

And that was to be forever ever and ever and ever

 

But now I sit her all alone

Darkness closes in on me in my fears

Never have I been so filled with so so many tears

Now I can’t see anything through the bleary eyes of  what you’ve done

 

Oh Oh Oh Oh I’m never gonna forgive you this pain

You drove the stake through very vein

Why Why Why Why did you even even even . . . learn my name

But I only have myself to blame

 

There are ways to forget

There are ways I have left yet

There no reasons for regret

I’m just going to gamble on a bet

 

Never Never Never Never oh never call me again

Tear drops falling like a tornado filled with rain

Simple truths are simply made up lies

You fooled me once  and twice and more with those eyes

 

Oh baby just let me die.

Oh Oh Oh Oh I hate this time ever came to me

Why did you even ever have to be

Now I follow a path to eternity

 

Kill me once kill me twice and maybe I will forget

Oh baby you always knew just where to hit

You cut me with those words like a blade

Go ahead and cover my body with that old rusty spade

 

There are ways to forget

There are ways I have left yet

There no reasons for regret

I’m just going to gamble on a bet

 

Now I can rest and never worry no more

 

LMP

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Forgiveness by Matthew West

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“Forgiveness”

It’s the hardest thing to give away
And the last thing on your mind today
It always goes to those that don’t deserveIt’s the opposite of how you feel
When the pain they caused is just too real
It takes everything you have just to say the word…

Forgiveness
Forgiveness

It flies in the face of all your pride
It moves away the mad inside
It’s always anger’s own worst enemy
Even when the jury and the judge
Say you gotta right to hold a grudge
It’s the whisper in your ear saying ‘Set It Free’

Forgiveness, Forgiveness
Forgiveness, Forgiveness

Show me how to love the unlovable
Show me how to reach the unreachable
Help me now to do the impossible

Forgiveness, Forgiveness

Help me now to do the impossible
Forgiveness

It’ll clear the bitterness away
It can even set a prisoner free
There is no end to what it’s power can do
So, let it go and be amazed
By what you see through eyes of grace
The prisoner that it really frees is you

Forgiveness, Forgiveness
Forgiveness, Forgiveness

Show me how to love the unlovable
Show me how to reach the unreachable
Help me now to do the impossible
Forgiveness

I want to finally set it free
So show me how to see what Your mercy sees
Help me now to give what You gave to me
Forgiveness, Forgiveness

 

Sunday Thought: Be Still and Know

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I read an article by someone I have come to consider a good friend of mine, Allison at Long & Luxe, and a phrase she used reminded me of one of my favorite all time scriptures.

 

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“He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.”-Psalm 46:10

 

Each person reading this has different beliefs and we each have something we turn to that brings us comfort and peace. During a period where I was dealing with high blood pressure, which due to my weight loss I no longer have, and some newly found health problems at the time my world was chaotic. My mind was not able to focus and things had no stability to me.

 

I’m not one to believe in coincidences. Some people say God doesn’t speak to them. I say they just don’t recognize his language.

 

During this time two things happened:

One Wednesday night at church we broke up into different groups and prayed for each other. The one praying for me prayed for peace and focus in my life without my saying a word of my need.

 

The next week, as I was functioning as the Youth Pastor for my church, I took our youth to a Steven Curtis Chapman concert. For those of you not familiar with him, he is an American Contemporary Christian music legend. Some say he even broke the boundaries and brought music of a type that spoke to a new generation of Christians.

 

During the concert Chapman had the lights turned down low and it was just him and his guitar. And he sang this song.

Be still and know that He is God
Be still and know that He is holy
Be still oh, restless soul of mine
Bow before the Prince of Peace
Let the noise and clamor cease

Be still and know that He is God
Be still and know that He is faithful
Consider all that He has done
Stand in awe and be amazed
And know that He will never change
Be still

Be still and know that He is God
Be still and know that He is God
Be still and know that He is God
Be still, be speechless

Be still and know that He is God
Be still and know He is our Father
Come rest your head upon His chest
Listen to the rhythm of
His unfailing heart of love
Beating for His little ones
Calling each of us to come
Be still, be still

As I said, I don’t believe in coincidences. I recognized God’s voice in what was going on around me. This was in 2008 and has been a mantra of mine ever since. Be still and know God is God and that there are things beyond your control, things you just have to pray about. Give the grief and the sorrows to Him. Let God be God.

 

Since an accident in my home in the summer of 2013 I’ve been through some tough times. One thing that has never left me is the Word of God. This verse keeps me going. I’ve expanded on it as I’ve studied the Bible more and taken a fresh look at how Christianity is today.

 

“Be still and Let God be God and people be people.”

 

I see the slogans and shirts about “Be calm . . .” or “Stay calm . . .” If I have to rely on people to bring me peace and calm, I’ll just give up now. My phrase means just stay calm and be yourself and LET God take care of the rest and LET people be the people they are and wish to be. Yes, as a Christian believing in Heaven and Hell I will share with someone what I think because I love them, no matter who they are, but I’m not going to force them to be what they don’t want to be. Jesus didn’t do that, and he’s the one I follow.

 

I heard Be Still and Know for the first time at that concert weeks before Chapman lost one of the three daughters he adopted from China. His youngest son ran over her in his truck as she ran to him. He didn’t see her. Chapman kept yelling to his son as he drove off after the helicopter taking his daughter away “I love you son. I love you.” Chapman eventually was able to record again. Was able to be still and know.

Much Love

Ronovan

 

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oh my lover

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Music TunesI don’t want to say your name

I don’t want to play your game

I feel a fool

Do you

 

Trouble before we start

Never can we part

But we do

We do

 

Never was I so into a woman like you

Never

Never was I so in love like with you

Oh Never

Never was I meant to be but with you

Only you

Never will I be for anyone but . . . you

oh oh oh oh

 

Features blur in sight

I’m losing my might

So into you

Oh you

 

Let’s play the game

I’m slowly insane

So are you

We two

 

Never was I so into a woman like you

oh noo

Never was I so in love like with you

oh you

Never was I meant to be but with you

no no no nooo

Never will I be for anyone but . . . you

oh my lover

 

Keeper of the heart, keeps us apart . . . but I’m . . . in you . . .we two. oh my loverrrrr

 

 

Inspiration

Wicked Game by Chris Isaak was covered by Phillip Phillips a fellow Southern boy. I had the words flowing through my had being in a certain somewhat melancholy mood. Then I heard Phillips’ version. The tune and rhythm was it. If you you like you can click the link to get an idea of the sound.   http://youtu.be/grqrlGwoOU0

 

Much Respect, Much Love, & Much Heartache

Ronovan

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There was a Time

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One man

Second chances

Three days

My life it changed

I’m free

To stand before you now

And proclaim

My life belongs to you

 

 

When I write poetry here on my blog/site I tend to reflect on the current existence of my life. Some of  you can pick up on what that is. But there was a time I used to write songs, songs with a different message. Messages of hope and praise and love. I found these lyrics today from a time long ago. But even though the lyrics are old, the meaning is the same, and can never be changed.

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Stop my Mind from Wandering. It means what you make of it.

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Do y’all ever wonder if you’re wrong or right? Or maybe if your right where you belong? Do ever get the lyrics to a song wrong? Yes you do. Admit it.

The classic is Iron Butterfly’s Ina-Gadda-Da-Vida. It is 17 minutes long in its original form and is the entire second side of the album by the same name. It went on to be the first album to receive Platinum status. What do you think it says? In A Garden of Eden? In The Garden of Eden? In A Garden of Evil?

 

I’m not here to talk about Iron Butterfly or misunderstood lyrics. Instead, today I want to talk about lyrics and what they mean to the listener. One of my favorite songs is about a leaking manhole and crazy fans. Doesn’t sound like a very good reason to like a song, does it? And especially not a good reason to be reading an article.

 

For me the song takes on another meaning entirely. The song was recorded by the Beatles in 1967, written by Paul McCartney. It appears on the album Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band. An album with many reasons to be written about and one of which I will delve into one day for y’all.

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RonovanWrites Female Focused Fridays: Sweet Dreams

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I started my Female Focused Fridays last week. Now I’m delving in a little deeper. I know the Eurythmics was  duo but take away Annie Lennox and you have a . . . great producer and song writer, David A. Stewart.

 

If you don’t know Annie Lennox, you need to look her up. She’s on Rolling Stones’ Top 100 Greatest Singers of All Time. That’s right. You’ve heard her and may not even know it, but you probably do.

Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)

It’s a song, but it’s also the magic of the writing and collaboration of Lennox and Stewart. I would dare say it was the voice and showmanship of Lennox that put the act over but in the beginning the two needed each other and perhaps neither would have made it without the other.

 

The song: What are Sweet Dreams made of? Dreams of of happiness and fulfillment. They are made of where we are and what we are going to do with where we are. Are we going to stay where we are or are we going to do something about it to get to where we want to be? Sweet Dreams are made of everything around us that gets us to where we want to be.

“Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This)”

 

 

Sweet dreams are made of this

Who am I to disagree

I travel the world and the seven seas

Everybody’s looking for something

 

 

Some of them want to use you

Some of them want to get used by you

Some of them want to abuse you

Some of them want to be abused

 

 

Sweet dreams are made of this

Who am I to disagree

I travel the world and the seven seas

Everybody’s looking for something

 

 

Hold your head up, keep your head up, movin’ on

Hold your head up, movin’ on, keep your head up, movin’ on

Hold your head up, movin’ on, keep your head up, movin’ on

Hold your head up, movin’ on, keep your head up

 

 

Some of them want to use you

Some of them want to get used by you

Some of them want to abuse you

Some of them want to be abused

 

 

Hold your head up, keep your head up, movin’ on

Hold your head up, movin’ on, keep your head up, movin’ on

Hold your head up, movin’ on, keep your head up, movin’ on

Hold your head up, movin’ on, keep your head up

 

 

Sweet dreams are made of this

Who am I to disagree

I travel the world and the seven seas

Everybody’s looking for something

 

 

Sweet dreams are made of this

Who am I to disagree

I travel the world and the seven seas

Everybody’s looking for something

 

 

Sweet dreams are made of this

Who am I to disagree

I travel the world and the seven seas

Everybody’s looking for something

 

 

Sweet dreams are made of this

Who am I to disagree

I travel the world and the seven seas

Everybody’s looking for something

 

 

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You were only waiting for this moment to be free.

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People can remember events in their lives or recall specific details of life associated with an event even decades later. The odd thing is, they don’t even know the relevance of what that detail is.

Just imagine all the beautiful sounding songs you’ve ever heard and then think of some of the lyrics to them. You can’t right of the top of your head probably. It’s one of those “If you hadn’t asked me I could’ve named a dozen of them” kind of things.

One song that is incredibly simple, sweet, and beautiful has said to be one of the top 10 most covered songs ever. Some cover it because it’s beautiful. Some, though, realize there is a message there.

Blackbird written by Paul McCartney was recorded in 1968 and appeared on the Beatles ‘White Album’. Do you know the message? It’s 1968, an Englishman looks at America and sees what is happening. He thinks of the people in America and thinks of a girl, a bird.

Blackbird is born. McCartney writes about Civil Rights. Normally I would explain a little more and then give you the song followed by the lyrics. But there is a reason Paul’s song has been covered so many times. He’s an author more than a song writer. I call poetry micro chapters of my autobiography. Paul writes micro chapters of history.

It’s 1968. America.

April 1968 Martin Luther King Jr has been assassinated.

June 1968 Paul McCartney enters the studio and records,

“Blackbird”

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to be free.

Blackbird fly Blackbird fly

Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird fly Blackbird fly

Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

 

You love the song from the moment the first chord is struck. The music and the voice harmonizes and you get lost before you even know what the song is about. You just know you love the song. Then one day you listen to the words and there it is. You but the year and the song together and you get it.

 

I’m a Southern man. Many may automatically think all Southern men have racial issues. I know of attitudes that are like that now. You can see it in the news today where something happens and they write it off as ‘well that’s the south for you’. Take a closer look at the news. It’s not just the South or mostly the South.

 

I’m a Southern man and I love all people. I love this song. I love the message. As a historian I am amazed at what it says. Paul McCartney, historian, author, singer, songwriter.

Paul McCartney singing with acoustic guitar

For those who say the Beatles weren’t something special . . . keep your Miley Cyrus and Justin Bieber.

 

Much Respect

Ronovan

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Where can we find ourselves?

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Where are we able to find ourselves? What do we need to do? We need to remove the world from ourselves and dive in deep and look elsewhere, not in the world, but out of this world.

 

“Word Of God Speak”

I’m finding myself at a loss for words
And the funny thing is it’s okay
The last thing I need is to be heard
But to hear what You would say

[CHORUS]
Word of God speak
Would You pour down like rain
Washing my eyes to see
Your majesty
To be still and know
That You’re in this place
Please let me stay and rest
In Your holiness
Word of God speak

I’m finding myself in the midst of You
Beyond the music, beyond the noise
All that I need is to be with You
And in the quiet hear Your voice

[REPEAT CHORUS 2x]

I’m finding myself at a loss for words
And the funny thing is it’s okay

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When a Song Comes Along

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Sometimes you want to say it but you can’t. You just don’t have the courage. You’re embarrassed. Then a song comes along that does it for you.

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When a Song Comes Along

by: Ronovan

All my Friends here that wander by know I love music. I cannot listen to it often, if at all, but there are still those songs of long ago that I will see a lyric or it will slip into my mind as I write a word and it comes back to me. There are even songs from more recent years that have found their way to me even without my having been on the look out for them.

 

You may wonder how can I know they are from recent years when I have the whole memory thing going for me. I can look up a song lyric and find when the song was recorded. I do happen to play around with computers every now and then. Just saying. (I say that a lot, don’t I?)

 

Sometimes that melody or groove just can’t be denied. Maybe that’s the only thing you enjoy and the lyrics don’t matter. Sometimes you really do want to ignore the words or it ruins the whole experience. (JS) See what I did there? I got that acronym thing going now. Oh yeah.

 

But then we have those songs that . . .  just can’t be denied. Yes, the melody catches us but then the lyrics keep us and carry us away to another place. And the good ones just say what you always wanted to say.

 

That brings me to the song.

 

You want to say those words to the woman in your life and the woman in your life wants you to say them. This hit record wasn’t just from luck. The man picked  a song that was universal and every man and woman could listen to and get lost for several minutes. Your heart softened your eyes got a little dreamy and the corners of your lips turned up slightly as the song took you away and you just fell in love all over again. Just be sure when you hear the song come on, you pull over and stop before your eyes close as you just slip back into that dreamy land of love of . . . yes . . . you can sing it . . . your eyes, your hair, your smile . . . you’re amazing.

 

 

Please enjoy the #1 hit . . .

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Move by MercyMe. I just might bend but I won’t break.

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Back when I was having to be the lead singer for our Church’s youth praise band I sang ‘I can only imagine’ more times than any of you can imagine. That was the big MercyMe hit. It was slow and for someone who couldn’t sing and had never even sang in front of anyone in their entire life it was an experience to be sure.

Last week I shared ‘Shake’ by MercyMe which was different than you may have expected. This song was before that one and really changed their style and sound. It’s by far my favorite over even ‘Shake’. One line says;

“I just might bend but I won’t break
As long as I can see your face.”

Listen and enjoy.

Move

I’m not about to give up
Because I heard you say
There’s gonna be brighter days
There’s gonna be brighter days
I won’t stop, I’ll keep my head up
No, I’m not here to stay
There’s gonna be brighter days
There’s gonna be brighter days

I just might bend but I won’t break
As long as I can see your face

[Chorus:]
When life won’t play along
And right keeps going wrong
And I can’t seem to find my way
I know where I am found
So I won’t let it drag me down
Oh, I’ll keep dancing anyway

I’m gonna move (move)
I’m gonna move (move)
I’m gonna move

I’ve got to hold it steady
Keep my head in the game
Everything is about to change
Everything is about to change

This hurt is getting heavy
But I’m not about to cave
Everything’s about to change
There’s gonna be brighter days

I just might bend but won’t break
As long as I can see your face

[Chorus]

No matter what may come
Gotta move to a different drum
No matter what life brings
Gotta move gotta move to a different beat [x2]

I just might bend but won’t break
As long as I can see your face

[Chorus x2]

No matter what may come
Gotta move to a different drum
No matter what life brings
Gotta move gotta move to a different beat

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I am the Fool.

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I am the Fool.

by: Ronovan

The fool knows

But he does not share

The fool pains

But they do not care

There is an odd attachment one gets to a song. The title alone draws me in. The lone voice. The simple almost haunting music. Finally the lyrics themselves.

Written by Paul McCartney in 1967 and recorded by the Beatles the same year, this song ended up on their Magical Mystery Tour album. The film of which was a McCartney endeavor from beginning to end. The Beatles never performed this song together live before an audience.

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I am alone in my thoughts. I see things others do not. I am aware that some do not like my opinions. But I know the world keeps turning and I keep burning inside. Melancholy? Perhaps just admission of reality. Is admission of truth melancholy? Or is it acceptance so one can continue forward?

I am the fool on the hill.

I give you the video with the lyrics below.
http://youtu.be/EDtK7xUIDxk

The Fool on the Hill by The Beatles

Day after day, alone on the hill
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he’s just a fool
And he never gives an answer

But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning around

Well on the way, head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice

But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning around

And nobody seems to like him
They can tell what he wants to do
And he never shows his feelings

But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning around

He never listens to them
He knows that they’re the fools
They don’t like him

The fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning around

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Winwood Wednesday: Steve Winwood-Higher Love

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Some voices just sound like everyone else. But Steve Winwood is just himself. You know him when you hear him.

Hawaiian Music to Heal and Sooth the Soul: Hawaiian Slack Key Guitar

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Superstitious of a Day

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Superstitious of a Day

by: Ronovan

(I had pars of Superstition by Stevie Wonder going through my brain while writing this, if you want the beat.)

 Friday 13th

Your superstitious mind

Keeps trippin’ up your brain

Keep on believin’

It’ll slowly drive you insane

 

Things do happen

They happen all the time

Don’t you keep worrying

Or you’re going to lose your mind

 

You’re very contradictions

So intellectually inclined

But come a day with a number

Your reason I cannot find

 

You’re so superstitious

Keep trippin’ in your brain

Baby keep believin’

And you’ll end up insane

 

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No Surprise Amazing Grace

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No Surprise Amazing Grace

by: Ronovan

 

I close my eyes

To see your face

No surprise

I hear Amazing Grace

How sweet the sound

Of your love

Reigning down

On me

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More of my lyrics I found from long ago.

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