24 April 2016

I Post Song Lyrics from Time to Time: When Doves Cry



When Doves Cry


Dig if you will
the picture,
Of you and I engaged
in a kiss,
The sweat of your body
covers me,
Can you, my darling,
Can you picture this?

Dream if you can
a courtyard,
An ocean of violets
in bloom,
Animals strike
curious poses,
They feel the heat,
The heat between me and you.

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that's so cold?
   So cold
Maybe I'm just too demanding,
Maybe I'm just like my father, too bold,

Maybe you're just like my mother,
She's never satisfied,
   She's never satisfied
Why do we scream at each other?
This is what it sounds like,
When doves cry.

Touch if you will
my stomach,
Feel how it trembles inside;
You've got the butterflies
all tied up,
Don't make me chase you,
Even doves have pride.

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world so cold?
   World so cold
Maybe I'm just too demanding,
Maybe I'm just like my father, too bold;

Maybe you're just like my mother,
She's never satisfied,
   She's never satisfied
Why do we scream at each other?
This is what it sounds like,
When doves cry.

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that's so cold?
   A world that's so cold?
Maybe I'm just too demanding?
   Maybe, maybe I'm like my father?
Maybe I'm just like my father, too bold?
Ya know he's too bold?

Maybe you're just like my mother?
   Maybe you're just like my mother?
She's never satisfied,
   She's never, never satisfied.
Why do we scream at each other?
   Why do we scream, why?
This is what it sounds like

When doves cry.
   When doves cry.
When doves cry.
   When doves cry.
When doves cry.
   When doves cry.
Don't cry.


Prince Rogers Nelson (June 7, 1958 – April 21, 2016)
Prince & the Revolution
When Doves Cry
Purple Rain




15 February 2016

I Post Song Lyrics from Time to Time: Working for the Man



She came. Bursting out of Dorset. To make records you'd forego a pint for.

Her confidence is just astonishing. Was anyone ever so confident? Yet, it is only when we are young that we produce such astonishment. Even Polly Jean is not so sure-footed, now. She is more complicated, less direct, and harder to understand. I like her more, less-understood. But I love her no less, then.


Working for the Man

In the night I look for love
Get my strength from the man above

God of piston, god of steel
God is here behind the wheel

I'm just working for the man

Pretty things get in my car
Take them flying, it's not far

Take in handsome, take in me
Look good in my Steel Machine

I'm just working for The Man
Don't you know yet who I am

Working harder for the man
Go around I'm doing good

Get my strength from the Man Above
I'm just working for the man

I'm just doing what I can
Go around I'm doing good

Go around I'm doing good
Go around I'm doing good

Go around I'm doing good
Go around I'm doing good

Go around I'm doing good
Go around I'm doing good

Go around I'm doing good
Go around I'm doing good

PJ Harvey, Working for the Man, To Bring You My Love, 1995.

Goodnight

Here I am
Prairieland

I got it all, got
Gun in hand

I see
Dungarees

They're all my husband
They're on me

We have the stars
We have the trees

We have everything
We need to feed

I'll make babes
You'll make chairs

We'll sell them at
The county fair
We'll walk on
We'll walk tall

We dance once a week
The union hall

We have the stars
We have the trees

We have everything
We need to feed

Here I am
Prairieland

I got it all, got
Gun in hand

I'll sweep the porch
I dust his room
We swing together
On our chair at noon

We have the stars
We have the trees

We have everything
We need to feed
Goodnight, Irene 
Goodnight, Irene

I'll see you 
In my dreams


PJ Harvey, Goodnight, To Bring You My Love, 1995.