
Only You – Sinéad O’Connor (Official Music Video) The Young Victoria

Music is Therapy


SIRENS is a celebration of music, connection, and collaboration—a space where voices intertwine in support, harmony, and shared expression. Hosted by Lisa Hannigan, with choral arrangements by Theodora Byrne and performed alongside her trio, the event brings together a collective of female artists, including Loah, Amanda Bergman, Anna Mieke, Méav Ní Mhaolchatha, Angie McMahon and Kate Stables with further special guests to be announced.
SIRENS centres on the power and resonance of women’s voices. The performance weaves together original compositions and reimagined works by female songwriters, offering moments of intimacy, strength, and collective energy. Through layered vocals and thoughtful arrangements, the show explores themes of solidarity, storytelling, and artistic exchange.
SIRENS is not just a concert, but a gathering—an invitation to listen, reflect, and be part of a shared musical moment shaped by collaboration and community.
SIRENS is produced by Sounds from a Safe Harbour.
Presented by NCH
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I just love this song by two powerful vocalists. Bonnie Raitt and Trisha Yearwood Feel like going home. Nov, 1998

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Lyrics
I wanna make
Something beautiful
For you and from you
To show you
To show you
I adore you
Oh you
And your journey
Towards me
Which I see
And I see
All you push through
Mad for you
And because of you
I couldn’t thank you in ten thousand years
If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears
Ah, but you know the soul
And you know what makes it gold
You give life through blood
Blood, blood
Blood, blood
Oh, blood, blood
Oh I wanna make something so lovely for you
‘Cause I promised that’s what I’d do for you
With the Bible, I stole
I know you forgave my soul because
Such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve
And I think we’re agreed
That it should have been free
And you sang to me
They dress the wounds of my poor people
As though they’re nothing
Saying, “Peace, peace”
When there’s no peace
They dress the wounds of my poor people
As though they’re nothing
Saying, “Peace, peace, peace”
When there’s no peace
Days without number
Now can a bride forget her jewels?
Or a maid her ornaments?
Yet, my people forgotten me
Days without number
Days without number
And in their want
Who’ll dress their wounds?
Who’ll dress their wounds?
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Songwriters: Sinead O Connor
Something Beautiful lyrics © Hipgnosis Sfh I Limited
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lyrics
You and i both know
Tthere is nothing more to say
Chance has shut her shining eyes
Aand turned her face away
Leaning on the windowsill
You could write me someday and i think you will
We could see the sadness as a gift and still
Feel too heavy to hold
Snow fallin’
I try to keep from callin’
Watch the spring turn to winter
Fireflies all frozen
the seasons go so fast
Thinking that this one was gonna last
Maybe the question was too much to ask
Been searching for your eyes
All I see is blue sky and that old man beats his crooked cane it’s time to let go leaning on the windowsill you could write me someday and i bet you will we could see the sadness as a gift and still the seasons go so fast thinking that this one was gonna last maybe the question was too much to ask you and I could see into the same eternity every second brimming with a majesty kiss so sweet so fine you could hear the music inside my mind and you showed me a place i’ll find even when i’m old just leaning on the windowsill you could write me someday and i hope you will we could see the sadness as a gift and still the seasons go so fast thinking that this one was gonna last maybe the question was too much to ask
