We are deeply saddened to hear of the passing of the legendary Edna O’Brien, a beacon in Irish literature whose voice resonated with truth, courage, and unyielding passion. Her profound contributions to the literary world have left an indelible mark, inspiring generations of writers, poets and readers alike.19h
Have I told you lately that I love you Have I told you there’s no one else above you You fill my heart with gladness Take away all my sadness Ease my troubles, that’s what you do
For the morning sun and all it’s glory Greets the day with hope and comfort, too You fill my life with laughter And somehow, you make it better Ease my troubles, that’s what you do
There’s a love that’s divine And it’s yours and it’s mine Like the sun And at the end of the day We should give thanks and pray To the one, to the one
Have I told you lately that I love you Have I told you there’s no one else above you You fill my heart with gladness Take away all my sadness Ease my troubles, that’s what you do
There’s a love that’s divine And it’s yours and it’s mine Like the sun And at the end of the day We should give thanks and pray To the one, to the one
And have I told you lately that I love you Have I told you there’s no one else above you You fill my heart with gladness Take away all my sadness Ease my troubles, that’s what you do
Take away all my sadness, fill my life with gladness Ease my troubles, that’s what you do Take away all my sadness, fill my life with gladness Ease my troubles, that’s what you do
He went to sea for the day He wanted to know what to say When he’s asked what he’d done In the past to someone That he loves endlessly Now she’s gone, so is he
I went to war every morning I lost my way but now I’m following What you said in my arms What I read in the charms That I love durably Now it’s dead and gone and I am free
I went to sleep for the daytime I shut my eyes to the sunshine Turned my head away from the noise Bruise and drip decay of childish toys That I loved arguably All our labouring gone to seed
Went out to play for the evening We wanted to hold onto the feeling On the stretch in the sun And our breathlessness as we run To the beach endlessly As the sun creeps up on the sea
The Tortured Poets Department. An anthology of new works that reflect events, opinions and sentiments from a fleeting and fatalistic moment in time – one that was both sensational and sorrowful in equal measure. This period of the author’s life is now over, the chapter closed and boarded up. There is nothing to avenge, no scores to settle once wounds have healed. And upon further reflection, a good number of them turned out to be self-inflicted. This writer is of the firm belief that our tears become holy in the form of ink on a page. Once we have spoken our saddest story, we can be free of it.
And then all that’s left behind is the tortured poetry.
He went to sea for the day He wanted to know what to say When he’s asked what he’d done In the past to someone That he loves endlessly Now she’s gone, so is he
I went to war every morning I lost my way but now I’m following What you said in my arms What I read in the charms That I love durably Now it’s dead and gone and I am free
I went to sleep for the daytime I shut my eyes to the sunshine Turned my head away from the noise Bruise and drip decay of childish toys That I loved arguably All our labouring gone to seed
Went out to play for the evening We wanted to hold onto the feeling On the stretch in the sun And our breathlessness as we run To the beach endlessly As the sun creeps up on the sea
To the bright side of the road We’ll be lovers once again On the bright side of the road
Little darlin’, come with me Won’t you help me share my load From the dark end of the street To the bright side of the road And into this life we’re born Baby, sometimes, sometimes we don’t know why And time seems to go by so fast In the twinkling of an eye Let’s enjoy it while we can (let’s enjoy it while we can) Won’t you help me share my load (help me share my load) From the dark end of the street To the bright side of the road Again
And into this life we’re born
Baby sometimes, baby sometimes we don’t know why, don’t know Time seems to go by so fast In the twinkling of an eye Let’s enjoy it while we can (let’s enjoy it while we can) And help me sing my song (and help me sing my song) Little darlin’, come alone On the bright side of the road From the dark end of the street (from the dark end of the street)To the bright side of the road (to the bright side of the road) Little darlin’, come alone On the bright side of the road, come on dear Alright
From the dark end of the street (from the dark end of the street) To the bright side of the road (To the bright side of the road) We’ll be lovers once again On the bright side of the road Oh, we’ll be, we’ll be lovers once again On the bright side of the road We’ll be lovers once again On the bright side of the road
Lisa Hannigan & Saint Sister – Anahorish (Kino Šiška Liveurope Quickie)
10,266 views•Apr 5, 2017 1431ShareSaveKino Šiška 465 subscribers Lisa Hannigan and Saint Sister singing a very lovely a cappella version of the song ‘Anahorish’ for our sunny rooftop Liveurope session! 🤗
He went to sea for the day He wanted to know what to say When he’s asked what he’d done In the past to someone That he loves endlessly Now she’s gone, so is he
I went to war every morning I lost my way but now I’m following What you said in my arms What I read in the charms That I love durably Now it’s dead and gone and I am free
I went to sleep for the daytime I shut my eyes to the sunshine Turned my head away from the noise Bruise and drip decay of childish toys That I loved arguably All our labouring gone to seed
Went out to play for the evening We wanted to hold onto the feeling On the stretch in the sun And our breathlessness as we run To the beach endlessly As the sun creeps up on the sea