The crowded streets of Brooklyn Seem a long way from my home People rushing onwards Going to and coming from You bid them time of day and They look the other way And so you end up just like them And talk to no one
Where the grass is fresh and green Where the air is pure and clean Where the gentle rivers kiss the mountain streams Although I’ve travelled far The hills of south Armagh Are the hills I’m roaming nightly in my dreams
The view from my apartment Is a junkie’s alley way My children speak in accents Not like mine My old man’s working two jobs We don’t see him much these days Oh, we’d be happy If we only had the time
I hear the hills are occupied by strangers now And the work keeps getting scarcer every day Oh, it’s a hard life when you’re forced from home To leave the ones you love Oh, it’s a hard life when you’re forced to live this way
2,119,339 views May 8, 2019 #TheMother#BrandiCarlile#ByTheWayIForgiveYouThe official music video for Brandi Carlile’s ‘The Mother’ from the album “By The Way, I Forgive You” available now. http://elektrar.ec/BrandiCarlileBTWIFY Connect with Brandi: http://brandicarlile.com / brandicarlile / brandicarlile / brandicarlile Our all-female crew: Director: Jess Lowe Producer: Claire McGirr DP: Frances Chen 1st AC: Rachel Doughty Production Coordinator: Nikki Refghi Featuring: Cheyenne Baer, Victoria Joseph, Snehi S. Kapur, Helena Paek, Sheila Williams, Emily Rosario, Alliah Mourad and their families. Editor: Zoe Mougin Colorist: Sofie Borup Senior Audio Engineer: T Terressa Tate Special thanks to Genero: Mark Wild Roemer and Ellie Cameron-Krepp, Company 3, East of Normal, Final-Cut, Rock Paper Scissors NY & LA, Scheimpflug, Significant Others, SMUGGLER Inc., Amhalise Casting and to our mothers. Produced in partnership with Genero.com, a global creative platform.
LYRICS
Welcome to the end of being alone inside your mind
You’re tethered to another and you’re worried all the time
You always knew the melody but you never heard it rhyme
She’s fair and she is quiet, Lord, she doesn’t look like me
She made me love the morning, she’s a holiday at sea
The New York streets are busy as they always used to be
But I am the mother of Evangeline
The first things that she took from me were selfishness and sleep
She broke a thousand heirlooms I was never meant to keep
She filled my life with color, canceled plans, and trashed my car
But none of that was ever who we are
Outside of my windows are the mountains and the snow
I’ll hold you while you’re sleeping and I wish that I could go
All my rowdy friends are out accomplishing their dreams
But I am the mother of Evangeline
And they’ve still got their morning paper and their coffee and their time
And they still enjoy their evenings with the skeptics and the wine
Oh, but all the wonders I have seen, I will see a second time
From inside of the ages through your eyes
You are not an accident where no one thought it through
The world has stood against us, made us mean to fight for you
And when we chose your name we knew that you’d fight the power too
You’re nothing short of magical and beautiful to me
Oh, I’ll never hit the big time without you
So they can keep their treasure and their ties to the machine
‘Cause I am the mother of Evangeline
They can keep their treasure and their ties to the machine
2,260 viewsJun 22, 2018515ShareSaveMaura O’Connell – Topic 549 subscribers Provided to YouTube by Believe SAS Trouble in the Fields · Maura O’Connell A Woman’s Heart 2 ℗ Dolphin Released on: 1994-10-08 Composer: Griffith Composer: West Music Publisher: D.R Auto-generated by YouTube.
Baby I know that we’ve got trouble in the fields When the bankers swarm like locust out there turning away our yield The trains roll by our silos, silver in the rain They leave our pockets full of nothing But our dreams and the golden grain
Have you seen the folks in line downtown at the station They’re all buying their ticket out and talking the great depression Our parents had their hard times fifty years ago When they stood out in these empty fields in dust as deep as snow
And all this trouble in our fields If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal They’ll never take our native soil But if we sell that new John Deere And then we’ll work these crops with sweat and tears You’ll be the mule I’ll be the plow Come harvest time we’ll work it out There’s still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields
There’s a book up on the shelf about the dust bowl days And there’s a little bit of you and a little bit of me In the photos on every page Now our children live in the city and they rest upon our shoulders They never want the rain to fall or the weather to get colder
And all this trouble in our fields If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal They’ll never take our native soil But if we sell that new John Deere And then we’ll work these crops with sweat and tears You’ll be the mule I’ll be the plow Come harvest time we’ll work it out There’s still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields
You’ll be the mule I’ll be the plow Come harvest time we’ll work it out There’s still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields
Best of the Night: Billie EilishActually Looks Happier Than Ever
Did Billie Eilish even know she was performing at the Grammys? The way she rocked out while singing “Happier Than Ever,” jumping up and down and smiling at her brother, guitarist-producer Finneas, she seemed like she was owning a moment all her own. Not even pouring rain — or the fact that she would walk away with zero trophies among the seven she was nominated for, an egregious shutout given the year she had — could ruin the good time she was having on top of a prop mobile home as she belted “Just leave me aloooo-ho-ho-hone.” But she didn’t lose herself completely; she still remembered to hold up her T-shirt, repping late Foo Fighters drummer Taylor Hawkins, sharing in her triumph.
Lyrics
When I’m away from you, I’m happier than ever Wish I could explain it better I wish it wasn’t true, hm Give me a day or two to think of something clever To write myself a letter To tell me what to do, mm-mmm
Do you read my interviews? Or do you skip my avenue? (My avenue) When you (when you) said you were passing through Was I even on your way? I knew when I asked you to (when I asked you to) Be cool about what I was telling you You’d do the opposite of what you said you’d do (what you said you’d do) And I’d end up more afraid
Don’t say it isn’t fair You clearly weren’t aware that you made me miserable So if you really wanna know
When I’m away from you (when I’m away from you) I’m happier than ever (happier than ever) Wish I could explain it better (wish I could explain it better) I wish it wasn’t true (wish it wasn’t true), mmm-hmm
You call me again, drunk in your Benz Driving home under the influence You scared me to death, but I’m wasting my breath ‘Cause you only listen to your fucking friends I don’t relate to you I don’t relate to you, no ‘Cause I’d never treat me this shitty You made me hate this city
And I don’t talk shit about you on the internet Never told anyone anything bad ‘Cause that shit’s embarrassing, you were my everything And all that you did was make me fucking sad
So don’t waste the time I don’t have And don’t try to make me feel bad I could talk about every time that you showed up on time But I’d have an empty line ’cause you never did Never paid any mind to my mother or friends So I shut ’em all out for you ’cause I was a kid
You ruined everything good Always said you were misunderstood Made all my moments your own Just fucking leave me alone
Daniel performs the popular Irish ballad by Percy French at the Green Glens Arena in Millstreet, County Cork on New Year’s Eve 1994.
Lyrics
The Garden of Eden has vanished, they say
But I know the lie of it still; Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea And stop when halfway to Cootehill. ‘Tis there I will find it, I know sure enough When fortune has come to me call, Oh the grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff And the blue sky is over it all. And tones that are tender and tones that are gruff Are whispering over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. My mother once told me that when I was born The day that I first saw the light, I looked down the street on that very first morn And gave a great crow of delight. Now most newborn babies appear in a huff, And start with a sorrowful squall, But I knew I was born in Ballyjamesduff And that’s why I smiled on them all. The baby’s a man, now he’s toil-worn and tough Still, whispers come over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. The night that we danced by the light of the moon, Wid Phil to the fore wid his flute, When Phil threw his lip over Come Again Soon, He’s dance the foot out o’ yer boot! The day that I took long Magee by the scruff For slanderin’ Rosie Kilrain, Then, marchin’ him straight out of Ballyjamesduff, Assisted him into a drain. Oh, sweet are the dreams, as the dudeen I puff, Of whisperings over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. I’ve loved the young women of every land, That always came easy to me; Just barrin’ the belles of the Black-a-moor brand And the chocolate shapes of Feegee. But that sort of love is a moonshiny stuff, And never will addle me brain, For the bells will be ringin’ in Ballyjamesduff For me and me Rosie Kilrain! And through all their glamour, their gas and their guff A whisper comes over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. Encore verse I’ve struck oil at last! I’ve struck work, and I vow I’ve struck some remarkable clothes, I’ve struck a policeman for sayin’ that now, I’d go back to my beautiful Rose. The belles they may blarney, the boys they may bluff But this I will always maintain, No place in the world like Ballyjamesduff No guril (sic) like Rosie Kilrain. I’ve paid for my passage, the sea may be rough But borne on each breeze there will be, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me.
I heard that you’re settled down That you found a girl and you’re married now I heard that your dreams came true Guess she gave you things, I didn’t give to you Old friend, why are you so shy? Ain’t like you to hold back or hide from the light
I hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited But I couldn’t stay away, I couldn’t fight it I had hoped you’d see my face And that you’d be reminded that for me, it isn’t over
Never mind, I’ll find someone like you I wish nothing but the best for you, too “Don’t forget me, ” I beg I remember you said “Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead” “Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead”
You know how the time flies Only yesterday was the time of our lives We were born and raised in a summer haze Bound by the surprise of our glory days
I hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited But I couldn’t stay away, I couldn’t fight it I had hoped you’d see my face And that you’d be reminded that for me, it isn’t over
Never mind, I’ll find someone like you I wish nothing but the best for you, too “Don’t forget me, ” I begged I remember you said “Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead”
Nothing compares, no worries or cares Regrets and mistakes, they’re memories made Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?
Never mind, I’ll find someone like you I wish nothing but the best for you “Don’t forget me, ” I beg I remember you said “Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead”
Never mind, I’ll find someone like you I wish nothing but the best for you, too “Don’t forget me, ” I begged I remember you said “Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead” “Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead”
I stay out too late Got nothing in my brain That’s what people say, mm-mm That’s what people say, mm-mm
I go on too many dates But I can’t make ’em stay At least that’s what people say, mm-mm That’s what people say, mm-mm
But I keep cruisin’ Can’t stop, won’t stop movin’ It’s like I got this music in my mind Sayin’ it’s gonna be alright
‘Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo) Heartbreakers gonna break, break, break, break, break And the fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo)
I never miss a beat I’m lightnin’ on my feet And that’s what they don’t see, mm-mm That’s what they don’t see, mm-mm
I’m dancin’ on my own (dancin’ on my own) I make the moves up as I go (moves up as I go) And that’s what they don’t know, mm-mm That’s what they don’t know, mm-mm
But I keep cruisin’ Can’t stop, won’t stop groovin’ It’s like I got this music in my mind Sayin’ it’s gonna be alright
‘Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo) Heartbreakers gonna break, break, break, break, break And the fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo)
Shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo)
Hey, hey, hey Just think, while you’ve been gettin’ down and out about the liars And the dirty, dirty cheats of the world You could’ve been gettin’ down to this sick beat
My ex-man brought his new girlfriend She’s like, “Oh my God!” but I’m just gonna shake And to the fella over there with the hella good hair Won’t you come on over, baby? We can shake, shake, shake (yeah) Yeah, oh, oh
‘Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate (haters gonna hate) Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo) Heartbreakers gonna break, break, break, break, break (mmm) And the fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake (and fake and fake and fake) Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo)
Shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off (yeah), I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo)
Shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off (you got to) I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off
2,119,339 views May 8, 2019 #TheMother#BrandiCarlile#ByTheWayIForgiveYouThe official music video for Brandi Carlile’s ‘The Mother’ from the album “By The Way, I Forgive You” available now. http://elektrar.ec/BrandiCarlileBTWIFY Connect with Brandi: http://brandicarlile.com / brandicarlile / brandicarlile / brandicarlile Our all-female crew: Director: Jess Lowe Producer: Claire McGirr DP: Frances Chen 1st AC: Rachel Doughty Production Coordinator: Nikki Refghi Featuring: Cheyenne Baer, Victoria Joseph, Snehi S. Kapur, Helena Paek, Sheila Williams, Emily Rosario, Alliah Mourad and their families. Editor: Zoe Mougin Colorist: Sofie Borup Senior Audio Engineer: T Terressa Tate Special thanks to Genero: Mark Wild Roemer and Ellie Cameron-Krepp, Company 3, East of Normal, Final-Cut, Rock Paper Scissors NY & LA, Scheimpflug, Significant Others, SMUGGLER Inc., Amhalise Casting and to our mothers. Produced in partnership with Genero.com, a global creative platform.
LYRICS
Welcome to the end of being alone inside your mind
You’re tethered to another and you’re worried all the time
You always knew the melody but you never heard it rhyme
She’s fair and she is quiet, Lord, she doesn’t look like me
She made me love the morning, she’s a holiday at sea
The New York streets are busy as they always used to be
But I am the mother of Evangeline
The first things that she took from me were selfishness and sleep
She broke a thousand heirlooms I was never meant to keep
She filled my life with color, canceled plans, and trashed my car
But none of that was ever who we are
Outside of my windows are the mountains and the snow
I’ll hold you while you’re sleeping and I wish that I could go
All my rowdy friends are out accomplishing their dreams
But I am the mother of Evangeline
And they’ve still got their morning paper and their coffee and their time
And they still enjoy their evenings with the skeptics and the wine
Oh, but all the wonders I have seen, I will see a second time
From inside of the ages through your eyes
You are not an accident where no one thought it through
The world has stood against us, made us mean to fight for you
And when we chose your name we knew that you’d fight the power too
You’re nothing short of magical and beautiful to me
Oh, I’ll never hit the big time without you
So they can keep their treasure and their ties to the machine
‘Cause I am the mother of Evangeline
They can keep their treasure and their ties to the machine
Daniel performs the popular Irish ballad by Percy French at the Green Glens Arena in Millstreet, County Cork on New Year’s Eve 1994.
Lyrics
The Garden of Eden has vanished, they say
But I know the lie of it still; Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea And stop when halfway to Cootehill. ‘Tis there I will find it, I know sure enough When fortune has come to me call, Oh the grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff And the blue sky is over it all. And tones that are tender and tones that are gruff Are whispering over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. My mother once told me that when I was born The day that I first saw the light, I looked down the street on that very first morn And gave a great crow of delight. Now most newborn babies appear in a huff, And start with a sorrowful squall, But I knew I was born in Ballyjamesduff And that’s why I smiled on them all. The baby’s a man, now he’s toil-worn and tough Still, whispers come over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. The night that we danced by the light of the moon, Wid Phil to the fore wid his flute, When Phil threw his lip over Come Again Soon, He’s dance the foot out o’ yer boot! The day that I took long Magee by the scruff For slanderin’ Rosie Kilrain, Then, marchin’ him straight out of Ballyjamesduff, Assisted him into a drain. Oh, sweet are the dreams, as the dudeen I puff, Of whisperings over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. I’ve loved the young women of every land, That always came easy to me; Just barrin’ the belles of the Black-a-moor brand And the chocolate shapes of Feegee. But that sort of love is a moonshiny stuff, And never will addle me brain, For the bells will be ringin’ in Ballyjamesduff For me and me Rosie Kilrain! And through all their glamour, their gas and their guff A whisper comes over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. Encore verse I’ve struck oil at last! I’ve struck work, and I vow I’ve struck some remarkable clothes, I’ve struck a policeman for sayin’ that now, I’d go back to my beautiful Rose. The belles they may blarney, the boys they may bluff But this I will always maintain, No place in the world like Ballyjamesduff No guril (sic) like Rosie Kilrain. I’ve paid for my passage, the sea may be rough But borne on each breeze there will be, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me.
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