I am not a good singer, I do not have a musical ear, yet sometimes music truly speaks to me. Those that know me know that I am a true sucker for Disco and anything from the movie Grease. Yet despite my conservative exterior, it is ROCK that really makes me feel!
These two songs really spoke to me before I was a Christian. Even now I have days where these songs speak to me.
"Bring Me To Life"
how can you see into my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I’ve become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become
now that I know what I’m without
you can't just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become
Bring me to life
(I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside)
Bring me to life
frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead
all this time I can't believe I couldn't see
kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought without a voice without a soul
don't let me die here
there must be something more
bring me to life
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become
(Bring me to life)
I’ve been living a lie, there’s nothing inside
(Bring me to life)
"Savin' Me"
Prison gates won't open up for me
On these hands and knees I'm crawlin'
Oh, I reach for you
Well I'm terrified of these four walls
These iron bars can't hold my soul in
All I need is you
Come please I'm callin'
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'
[Chorus:]
Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me
Heaven's gates won't open up for me
With these broken wings I'm fallin'
And all I see is you
These city walls ain't got no love for me
I'm on the ledge of the eighteenth story
And oh I scream for you
Come please I'm callin'
And all I need from you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'
[Chorus]
Hurry I'm fallin'
All I need is you
Come please I'm callin'
And oh, I scream for you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin', I'm fallin'
[Chorus]
Hurry I'm fallin'
I would probably be on my feet if either of these songs were sung during a service. I probably need to go to overdrive for this dream to come true!
Today I told myself I wouldn't stop running until the next song ended. I was in pain. I was tired. I was hot. Yet I ran on...for 13 minutes! That Skynard song is so ridiculously long! I think God put it in that exact spot in my I-pod to keep me going, even when I desperately wanted to stop!
Jon and I have a song that still makes me melt...can we have this Moondance? My children were born to two of my favorite songs (synchronicity or Divine intervention?)
There is no mood that a good disco song can't fix. There is no rock song loud enough. I love me a good love song.
Music is amazing. I just wish I was gifted enough to appreciate it better!!!
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Music
Posted by discomommy at 10:31 PM
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Another rock girl here. I make fun of Billy because all he listened to was Euro Pop when he was in highschool. Believe me, I've spent the last sixteen years educating him on all that is rock. I'm proud to say that he has learned the basics: although, there are times when he regresses when he's in charge of the music.
Gina won't be happy until I grow my hair out so I can be her rocker dude. When we met, my hair looked like John Cougar circa the Uh-huh album. She cried when I cut it.
At our wedding she wanted to walk down the aisle to Queen's "Another One Bites the Dust"
Love me some Foo Fighters...
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