‘Derry is such a beautiful city. I’ve fallen in love with it over the past year, while falling in love with a woman who hails from it. Here’s to better times ahead and saying goodbye to bombs and bullets once and for all.’ – Lyra McKee Today we stand with her, & Derry & Belfast.
Actress and musician Jessie Buckley performs Emmylou Harris’s Boulder to Birmingham.
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
To celebrate Denise Chaila’s incredible new single ‘Chaila’ we’ve released this performance from her iconic #Courage2020 show in the National Gallery of Ireland.
I still watch you when you’re groovin’ As if through water from the bottom of a pool You’re movin’ without movin’ And when you move, I’m moved You are a call to motion There, all of you a verb in perfect view Like Jonah on the ocean When you move, I’m moved
When you move I’m put to mind of all that I wanna be When you move I could never define all that you are to me
So move me, baby Shake like the bough of a willow tree You do it naturally Move me, baby
You are the rite of movement Its reasonin’ made lucid and cool I know it’s no improvement When you move, I move You’re less Polunin leapin’ Or Fred Astaire in sequins Honey, you, you’re Atlas in his sleepin’ And when you move, I’m moved
When you move I can recall somethin’ that’s gone from me When you move Honey, I’m put in awe of somethin’ so flawed and free
So move me, baby Shake like the bough of a willow tree You do it naturally Move me, baby So move me, baby Like you’ve nothin’ left to prove And nothin’ to lose Move me, baby
Ooh, ooh, ooh Oh baby, oh baby Move like grey skies Move like a bird of paradise Move like an odd sight come out at night
Move me, baby Shake like the bough of a willow tree You do it naturally Move me, baby So move me, baby Like you’ve nothin’ left to lose And nothin’ to prove Move me, baby So move me, baby Shake like the bough of a willow tree You do it naturally Move me, baby
Actress and musician Jessie Buckley performs Emmylou Harris’s Boulder to Birmingham.
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
Actress and musician Jessie Buckley performs Emmylou Harris’s Boulder to Birmingham.
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
895,901 views Jul 25, 2012’The Lark Ascending’, inspired by a poem of the same name by George Meredith, was begun shortly before the outbreak of the First World War but not completed until Vaughan Williams returned from active service in France. This performance is by Nicola Benedetti with the London Philharmonic Orchestra conducted by Andrew Litton.