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Samhain (#Halloween)
Music is Therapy
Published on Feb 21, 2012

Where Lagan stream sings lullaby
There blows a lily fair
The twilight gleam is in her eye
The night is on her hair
And like a love-sick lennan-shee
She has my heart in thrall
Nor life I owe nor liberty
For love is lord of all.
And often when the beetle’s horn
Hath lulled the eve to sleep
I steal unto her shieling lorn
And thru the dooring peep.
There on the cricket’s singing stone,
She spares the bogwood fire,
And hums in sad sweet undertone
The songs of heart’s desire
Nor life I owe nor liberty
For love is lord of all.
For love is lord of all.
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Songwriters: Paddy Moloney / DpMy
Lagan Love lyrics © Chrysalis Music Ltd


I’ve worn out the stones in front of your doorstep
Coming and going, coming and going
You kept the lights on, I always knew that
I should’ve said “thank you” a thousand miles ago
But I pushed you away, put a pin in a map
Then I got lost in the storm
Had to find my own way, make my own mistakes
But you know that I had to go
Ain’t no yellow brick road running through Glasgow
But I found one that’s stronger than stone
Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
Moon hanging low over my window
Shoebox of dreams hid under my bed
Follow the bright light city of gold
I had to leave to realize all I needed was here
Mama, we both know that there’s nothing
That a little time and Patsy Cline wouldn’t fix
Had to find my own way, make my own mistakes
But you know that I had to go
Ain’t no yellow brick road running through Glasgow
But I found one that’s stronger than stone
Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
I’ll just click my heels three more times
There it all is, what’s always been mine
Ain’t no yellow brick road running through Glasgow
But I found one that’s stronger than stone
Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
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Songwriters: Caitlyn Elizabeth Smith / Kate York / Mary Steenburgen
Glasgow (No Place Like Home) lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc, Budde Music Publishing GmbH
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Lyrics
Love is like a butterfly
As soft and gentle as a sigh
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside
It flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
I feel it when you’re with me
It happens when you kiss me
That rare and gentle feeling that I feel inside
Your touch is soft and gentle
Your kiss is warm and tender
Whenever I am with you I think of butterflies
Love is like a butterfly
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside
It flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
Your laughter brings me sunshine
Everyday is spring time
And I am only happy when you are by my side
How precious is this love we share
How very precious, sweet and rare
Together we belong like daffodils and butterflies
Love is like a butterfly
As soft and gentle as a sigh
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside
It flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
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Songwriters: Dolly Parton
Love is Like a Butterfly lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Lyrics
I don’t want to hear a love song
I got on this airplane just to fly
And I know there’s life below me
But all that you can show me is the prairie and the sky
And I don’t want to hear a sad story
Full of heartbreak and desire
The last time I felt like this
I was in the wilderness and the canyon was on fire
And I stood on the mountain
In the night and I watched it burn
I watched it burn, I watched it burn
I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
I would hold my life in his saving grace
I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham
If I thought I could see, I could see your face
Well, you really got me this time
And the hardest part is knowing I’ll survive
And I come to listen for the sound
Of the trucks as they move down out on 95
And pretend that it’s the ocean
Coming down to wash me clean, to wash me clean
Baby, do you know what I mean?
I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
I would hold my life in his saving grace
I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham
If I thought I could see, I could see your face
If I thought I could see, I could see your face
Thank you
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Songwriters: Bill Danoff / Emmy Lou Harris
Boulder to Birmingham (2003 Remaster) lyrics © Reservoir Media Management (ireland) Limited

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Lyrics
Last night as I lay dreamin’
Of pleasant days gone by
Me mind bein’ bent on rambling
To Ireland I did fly
I stepped on board a vision and
I followed with the wind
Till first I came to anchor at
The cross at Spancil Hill
It being the 23rd of June
The day before the fair
Where Ireland’s sons and daughters
And friends assembled there
The young, the old
The brave and the bold came
Their duty to fulfill
At the parish church near Clooney
A mile from Spancil Hill
I went to see my neighbours to
See what they might say
The old ones were all dead and gone
The young ones turning grey
I met the tailor Quigley
He’s as bold as ever still
He used to mend my britches when
I lived in Spancil Hill
I took a flying visit to my one and only love
She’s as white as any lily
As gentle as a dove
She threw her arms around
Me, saying “Johnny, i love you still”
She is Nell, the farmer’s daughter
The pride of Spancil Hill
I dreamt I held and kissed her
As in the days of old
Saying, “Johnny, you’re only joking
As many’s the time before”
But the cock, he crew in the morning
He crew both loud and shrill
I awoke in California
Many miles from Spancil Hill
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Spancil Hill lyrics © Bardis Music, Usa Attn: Peter Bardon