
Music is Therapy


Golden moments at All Together Now 😍🌟✊

Lyrics
Temperature Rise, It’s all right
Synapses fried, it’s alright
Got a banging headache and a fever
What a wonderful time to leave her
It’s the Summer, it’s the season
It’s the Summer so throw out all reason
It’s the Summer, it’s the season
So pop all those e’s in
Hold the horses and hold the phone
Hold a match to all you know
Hold a conversation and tune out
Hold on tight, don’t hold out
It’s the Summer, it’s the season
It’s the Summer so throw out all reason
Its the Summer, it’s the season
It’s the Summer so pop all those e’s in
And I know now, and I know why
And I know that it’s oh, it’s alright
It’s the Summer, it’s the season
It’s the summer, it’s the season
It’s the Summer, it seemed worth believin’
And it’s ok, it’s alright
It’s ok, no, I got it
Falling down, falling star
Falling out, no, I got it
And it’s a spell, and it’s a spark
And it’s a moonlight garden
Follow you, anywhere
Follow you, anywhere
Follow you, hold my heart out
It’s the Summer, it’s the season
It’s the Summer so pop all those e’s in
And I know now, and I know why
And I know that it’s oh, it’s alright
It’s the Summer, it’s the season
It’s the Summer, it seemed
worth…believe in
Lyrics – George Guilfoyle



Lumiere
When all beside a vigil keep,
The West’s asleep, the West’s asleep –
Alas! and well may Erin weep
When Connacht lies in slumber deep.
There lake and plain smile fair and free,
‘Mid rocks their guardian chivalry.
Sing, Oh! let man learn liberty
From crashing wind and lashing sea.
That chainless wave and lovely land
Freedom and nationhood demand;
Be sure the great God never planned
For slumb’ring slaves a home so grand.
And long a brave and haughty race
Honoured and sentinelled the place.
Sing, Oh! not even their sons’ disgrace
Can quite destroy their glory’s trace.
For often, in O’Connor’s van,
To triumph dashed each Connacht clan.
And fleet as deer the Normans ran
Thro’ Corrsliabh Pass and Ardrahan;
And later times saw deeds as brave,
And glory guards Clanricard’s grave,
Sing, Oh! they died their land to save
At Aughrim’s slopes and Shannon’s wave.
And if, when all a vigil keep,
The West’s asleep! the West’s asleep!
Alas! and well may Erin weep
That Connacht lies in s1umber deep.
But, hark! a voice like thunder spake,
The West’s awake! the West’s awake!
Sing, Oh! hurrah! let England quake,
We’ll watch till death for Erin’s sake
Source: Musixmatch

Golden moments at All Together Now 😍🌟✊


Billie Eilish, Glastonbury, England. 2022