Doors, where my heart was used to beatSo quickly, waiting for a hand,A hand that can be clasp'd no more—Behold me, for I cannot sleep,And like a guilty thing I creepAt earliest morning to the door.He is not here; but far awayThe noise of life begins again,And ghastly thro' th...
By the chords you would awaken. There he sate all heavily, As he heard the night-wind sigh. Was it the wind, through some hollow stone, [6] Sent that soft and tender moan? He lifted his head, and he look'd on the sea, But it was unrippled as glass may be; He look'd on ...
And unto me no second friend. VII. Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasp’d no more– Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I ...
1. Well a burnin’ bush told me just the other day That I should come over here and stay, Gotta get my people outta Pharaoh’s hand And lead them all to the promised land. Chorus. 2. Well, me and God’s people comin’ to the Red Sea, ...
who offers wise perspective on the rings. As he dips his ring-adorned hand into a tide pool to demonstrate the ring’s uncanny ability to influence life, swirling orchestral strings mimic the movements of his hand in the tidepool while an ethereal choir sings the Rings theme chords. They ge...
“Ceremony of Fire” is consolidated by the track’s sudden tempo change and downshifting into Joseph Michael’s magical bridge. That magic lasts right to the final notes, with concluding guitar and organ chords that invoke the heights of musical mysteries. If hearing one song will get you to...
Like it was an impulse, in an instant, running through her mind and out of her vocal chords. Yet the psychic choked herself back a little, even if it felt rather jarring for a moment internally, trying to hold back a bit rather than just spurt out What had come over her to almost ...
guitar. He asked for a request and I asked him to play amazing grace. He didn’t seem to know it well so I started to sing along. Still didn’t get the chords so we talked a little before I left. I also told him to follow my blog. So I am hoping that he is reading this ...