Can’t stop listening

You know when some song get stuck in your head and you can’t get bored of listening it over and over again? It happens to me from time to time and this time it is “Lynyrd Skynyrd – Hell or Heaven”.

Mama used to say to me, you can make your destiny
Keep your feet planted on the ground
You can always get it back, make a
castle from a one room shack
It’s all of what you make of what you’ve found
Son you’re gonna find out when you’re older
There’s always been the hand of god restin’
right there on your shoulder

Will it be hell or heaven on earth
The choice is up to you
Look to the sky, the answer is clear
Are you gonna, live life for all it’s worth
Choose hell, or heaven on earth
If you live it right, there’s nothing to fear
‘Cause you’ll find heaven right here

Saw a man the other day, had it made in every way
Till his greed brought him down
He was blinded by the city lights, now he
shivers in the cold tonight
Who will save the lifeguard when he’s about to drown

Will it be hell or heaven on earth
The choice is up to you
Look to the sky, the answer is clear
Are you gonna, live life for all it’s worth
Choose hell, or heaven on earth
If you live it right, there’s nothing to fear
‘Cause you’ll find heaven right here

You know you’re gonna walk through fire
You know your gonna feel the pain
Oh you’re gonna lose, if you want to win the game
And everytime your heart is breakin’
And everytime your faith is shaken
Remember what mama said… Oh that day…

Hope when my time has come
I’ve left enough to build upon
Ain’t no one gonna say I didn’t try
Here’s why…

Hell or heaven on earth
The choice is up to you
Look to the sky, the answer is clear
Are you gonna, live life for all it’s worth
Choose hell, or heaven on earth
If you live it right, there’s nothing to fear
‘Cause you’ll find heaven right here
You’ll find heaven right here Oooohhh..
You’ll find heaven right here Oooohhh..
Oooohhh…. heaven right here…

Music power

There is something inside some songs that I can quite explain. Sometimes, I just listening to some song and, as it finishes, I feel some urge to hear it again. Then I go after the lyrics, ’cause when I hear the music, it all feels just like one single thing, undistinguishable from the rest. And, reading them, I finally realize there is something related to my life.

The fist memory from something like that was “When the Tigers Broken Free”, by Pink Floyd. At the time, my relationship with my father wasn’t something you could call “perfect”, but we both tried to improve it. Today, I can hear the same song without the strong emotional impact I had at the time (as, in the same way, our relationship improved a lot).

A few days, “Marathon”, by Rush, was playing a lot with my head nonstop. A race? Maybe. I really running after what I want and I’ll not give up so fast, as the music says.

And, five minutes ago, I felt in love with “Time Stand Still”. And, after seeing the lyrics, I really saw it fit on what I’m thinking.

I really believe there is something hidden inside a music. You like one because there is something hidden there that connects to you, even if you don’t realize what it is.

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On The Turning Away

I really want to see this live:

On the turning away

From the pale and downtrodden

And the words they say

Which we wont understand

Dont accept that whats happening

Is just a case of others suffering

Or youll find that youre joining in

The turning away

Its a sin that somehow

Light is changing to shadow

And casting its shroud

Over all we have known

Unaware how the ranks have grown

Driven on by a heart of stone

We could find that were all alone

In the dream of the proud

On the wings of the night

As the daytime is stirring

Where the speechless unite

In a silent accord

Using words you will find are strange

And mesmerized as they light the flame

Feel the new wind of change

On the wings of the night

No more turning away

From the weak and the weary

No more turning away

From the coldness inside

Just a world that we all must share

Its not enough just to stand and stare

Is it only a dream that therell be

No more turning away?

Hunting high and low

Last time I changed jobs, “Stratovarius – Hunting High and Low” kept playing in my head over and over again. And now again. So…

I feel the wind in my hair
And it’s whispering, telling me things
Of the storm that is gathering near
Full of power I’m spreading my wings

Now I’m leaving my worries behind
Feel the freedom of body and mind
I am starting my journey, I’m drifting away with the wind
I go

I am Hunting High and Low
Diving from the sky above
Looking for, more and more, once again
I’m Hunting High and Low
Sometimes I may win sometimes I’ll lose
It’s just a game that I play

After the storm there’s a calm
Through the clouds shines a ray of the sun
I am carried from all of my harm
There is no one that I can’t outrun

Now I’m leaving my worries behind
Feel the freedom of body and mind
I am starting my journey, I’m drifting away with the wind
I go

I am Hunting High and Low
Diving from the sky above
Looking for, more and more, once again
I’m Hunting High and Low
Sometimes I may win sometimes I’ll lose
It’s just a game that I play

LAST DAY, BABEEEEE!!!