The Crayon Set present a special rework of Summer Song by renowned producer and remixer Gui Boratto. For 15 years, Gui Boratto has been a core member of the seminal Kompakt Label and is one of Brazil’s most cherished electronic music producers. His work over the years includes five studio albums, countless EPs and remixes for the likes of Massive Attack, Pet Shop Boys and Paul Simon to name a few.Kate Dineen
Found the truth beneath your lies And true love never has to hide (True love never has to hide) I’ll trade your broken wings for mine (Trade your broken wings for mine) I’ve seen your scars and kissed your crime (Seen your scars and kissed your crime)
So many people that I know, they just tryna touch ya Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
All night long Love, all night long Sweet love, all night long Sweet love, all night long All I wanna, ain’t no other We together, I remember Sweet love, all night long
Our love was stronger than your pride Beyond your darkness, I’m your light, oh If you get deep, you touch my mind (If you get deep, you touch my mind) Baptize your tears and dry your eyes (Baptize your tears and dry your eyes)
So many people I know that they just tryna touch ya Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
All night long Love, all night long Sweet love, all night long Sweet love, all night long All I wanna, ain’t no other We together, I remember Sweet love, all night long
They say true love’s the greatest weapon To win the war caused by pain (pain) But every diamond has imperfections But my love’s too pure to watch it chip away (chip a-, chip a-, chip away) Boy, nothing real can be threatened True love breathes salvation back into me With every tear came redemption And my torturer became my remedy
So many people I know that they just tryna touch ya Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
All night long Love, all night long Sweet love, all night long Sweet love, all night long All I wanna, ain’t no other We together, I remember Sweet love, all night long
Songwriters: Andre Benjamin / Antwan Patton / Thomas Wesley Pentz / Patrick Brown / Ilsey Juber / Timothy Thomas / Theron Thomas / Jaramye Daniels / Akil King / Beyonce
2,198,715 views Apr 18, 2012 Something Beautiful is taken from the limited edition DVD package Theology. Recorded in the intimate environs of The Sugar Club.
Lyrics
I wanna make Something beautiful For you and from you To show you To show you I adore you Oh you
And your journey Towards me Which I see And I see All you push through Mad for you And because of you
I couldn’t thank you in ten thousand years If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears Ah, but you know the soul And you know what makes it gold You give life through blood Blood, blood Blood, blood Oh, blood, blood
Oh I wanna make something so lovely for you ‘Cause I promised that’s what I’d do for you With the Bible, I stole I know you forgave my soul because Such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve And I think we’re agreed That it should have been free And you sang to me
They dress the wounds of my poor people As though they’re nothing Saying, “Peace, peace” When there’s no peace They dress the wounds of my poor people As though they’re nothing Saying, “Peace, peace, peace” When there’s no peace
Days without number Now can a bride forget her jewels? Or a maid her ornaments? Yet, my people forgotten me
Days without number Days without number And in their want Who’ll dress their wounds? Who’ll dress their wounds?
Breathless is the first single by The Corrs from their third studio album, In Blue.
Lyrics
Go on, go on Leave me breathless Come on Hey, yeah
The daylight’s fading slowly But time with you is standing still I’m waiting for you only The slightest touch and I feel weak
I can not lie From you, I can not hide And I’m losing the will to try Can’t hide it (can’t hide it) Can’t fight it (can’t fight it)So go on, go on Come on, leave me breathless Tempt me, tease me Until I can’t deny this Loving feeling Make me long for your kiss Go on, go on Yeah, come on Yeah
And if there’s no tomorrow And all we have is here and now I’m happy just to have you You’re all the love I need somehow
It’s like a dream Although I’m not asleep And I never want to wake up Don’t lose it (don’t lose it) Don’t leave it (don’t leave it)So go on, go on Come on, leave me breathless Tempt me, tease me Until I can’t deny this Loving feeling Make me long for your kiss Go on, go on Yeah, come on
The Crayon Set present a special rework of Summer Song by renowned producer and remixer Gui Boratto. For 15 years, Gui Boratto has been a core member of the seminal Kompakt Label and is one of Brazil’s most cherished electronic music producers. His work over the years includes five studio albums, countless EPs and remixes for the likes of Massive Attack, Pet Shop Boys and Paul Simon to name a few.Kate Dineen
The Crayon Set present a special rework of Summer Song by renowned producer and remixer Gui Boratto. For 15 years, Gui Boratto has been a core member of the seminal Kompakt Label and is one of Brazil’s most cherished electronic music producers. His work over the years includes five studio albums, countless EPs and remixes for the likes of Massive Attack, Pet Shop Boys and Paul Simon to name a few.Kate Dineen
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
2,198,715 views Apr 18, 2012 Something Beautiful is taken from the limited edition DVD package Theology. Recorded in the intimate environs of The Sugar Club.
Lyrics
I wanna make Something beautiful For you and from you To show you To show you I adore you Oh you
And your journey Towards me Which I see And I see All you push through Mad for you And because of you
I couldn’t thank you in ten thousand years If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears Ah, but you know the soul And you know what makes it gold You give life through blood Blood, blood Blood, blood Oh, blood, blood
Oh I wanna make something so lovely for you ‘Cause I promised that’s what I’d do for you With the Bible, I stole I know you forgave my soul because Such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve And I think we’re agreed That it should have been free And you sang to me
They dress the wounds of my poor people As though they’re nothing Saying, “Peace, peace” When there’s no peace They dress the wounds of my poor people As though they’re nothing Saying, “Peace, peace, peace” When there’s no peace
Days without number Now can a bride forget her jewels? Or a maid her ornaments? Yet, my people forgotten me
Days without number Days without number And in their want Who’ll dress their wounds? Who’ll dress their wounds?