Published on Sep 9, 2012

Music is Therapy


Lyrics
I was eight years old
And running with a dime in my hand
To the bus stop to pick
Up a paper for my old man
I’d sit on his lap in that big old Buick
And steer as we drove through town
He’d tousle my hair
And say, “son, take a good look around”
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown”
In ’65 tension was running high
At my high school
There was a lot of fights
Between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night
In the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come
To my hometown
To my hometown
To my hometown
To my hometown
Now Main Street’s whitewashed windows
And vacant stores
Seems like there ain’t nobody
Wants to come down here no more
They’re closing down the textile mill
Across the railroad tracks
Foreman says, “these jobs are going, boys
And they ain’t coming back
To your hometown
To your hometown
To your hometown
To your hometown”
Last night me and Kate we laid in bed
Talking about getting out
Packing up our bags, maybe heading south
I’m thirty-five, we got a boy of our own now
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel
And said, “son, take a good look around
This is your hometown”
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Bruce Springsteen
My Hometown lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

Published on Mar 24, 2016


I lost myself on a cool damp night
I gave myself in that misty light
Was hypnotized by a strange delight
Under a lilac tree
I made wine from the lilac tree
Put my heart in its recipe
It makes me see what I want to see
And be what I want to be
When I think more than I want to think
I do things I never should do
I drink much more that I ought to drink
Because it brings me back you
Lilac wine is sweet and heady, like my love
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, like my love
Listen to me, I cannot see clearly
Isn’t that she, coming to me nearly here?
Lilac wine is sweet and heady where’s my love?
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, where’s my love?
Listen to me, why is everything so hazy?
Isn’t that she, or am I just going crazy, dear?
Lilac wine, I feel unready for my love
Feel unready for my love
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: James H. Shelton
Lilac Wine lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc

Published on Mar 24, 2016

#BrandiCarlile #SamSmith #PartyOfOne
Published on Oct 17, 2018

Lyrics
Waiter send this to the table, the party of one
The only other lonely soul in this place
And so you’re finishing up your coffee
But then where you’re gonna run?
Where’d you get that look on your face?
You should always let the sun go down on your anger
Let it burn you to sleep
Bring it closer to danger
To surrender and retreat
Sing your sad soul to sleep
I loved you the first time I saw you
And you know I love you still
But I am tired
And I am yours
Don’t even think about your freedom
Or taking that flight
Or going back upon your promise after fighting for the right
Because your eggshells and your right statements
And your weaponized words
Are paper tigers now
Oh your constant overthinking and your secretive drinking
Are making you more and more alone
And girl, you can slam the door behind you
It ain’t ever gonna close
Because when you’re home, you’re already home
I am tired
I am tired
I don’t wanna go home anymore
I don’t wanna throw stones anymore
I don’t wanna take part in the war
I loved you the first time I saw you
And you know I love you still
I loved you the first time I saw you
And you know I love you still
I don’t wanna be right anymore
Lord, I don’t wanna fight anymore
I’m not taking your side anymore
I am tired
I am not my own
And I am leaving
Oh, I am tired
And I’m coming home
‘Cause I am yours,
I am yours, I am yours,
I am yours, I am yours
I am yours,
I am yours, I am yours
I am yours, I am yours
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Phillip John Hanseroth / Timothy Jay Hanseroth / Brandi M Carlile
Party Of One lyrics © Southern Oracle Music Llc, Southern Oracle Music Llc
