list 43 of my favorite song lyrics

Genre: Folk, Celtic.

It’s the chorus I like best. I live on the land, and the theme resonates with me.

Down the Buckney den the burn crashes brown from
The Autumn spate
The spreading hazels rustle as they bend and sway
As they laden wait
My fathers they have walked this road
And now I know
And yes didn’t they know
There is no great and heavy load
And now I know
And yes didn’t they know

Fa la-a la la la-a
We stand on Solid Ground on Solid Ground
Fa la-a la la la-a
We stand on Solid Ground

Across the Arlick face the amber sun beats down
To tinge the vivid green
I hear it wide and loud, feel it wild and proud,
The way it’s always been
My fathers they have looked this way
And now I know
And yes didn’t they know
No clever words we have to say
And now I know
And yes didn’t they know

Fa la-a la la la-a
We stand on Solid Ground on Solid Ground
Fa la-a la la la-a
We stand on Solid Ground

It’s the land, it is our wisdom
It’s the land, it shines us through
It’s the land, it feeds our children
It’s the land, you cannot own the land
The land owns you

Where is the honest truth? Where is the open road?
Where is the simple smile?
A couthie word or two for the passing stranger
Who may rest a while
My fathers they have said these things
And now I know
And yes didn’t they know
The joy that shared friendship brings
And now I know
And yes didn’t they know

Fa la-a la la la-a
We stand on Solid Ground on Solid Ground
Fa la-a la la la-a
We stand on Solid Ground

It’s the land, it is our wisdom
It’s the land, it shines us through
It’s the land, it feeds our children
It’s the land, you cannot own the land
The land owns you

Genre: Synthpop/1980s alternative
(I heard this song as I was embarking on the first stage of my journey of healing from a traumatic childhood. It brought tears to my eyes then, and sometimes does even now.)

I feel so extraordinary
Something’s got a hold on me
I get this feeling I’m in motion
A sudden sense of liberty
I don’t care ‘cause I’m not there
And I don’t care if I’m here tomorrow
Again and again I’ve taken too much
Of the things that cost you too much
I used to think that the day would never come
I’d see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
I used to think that the day would never come
That my life would depend on the morning sun.

When I was a very small boy
Very small boys talked to me
Now that we’ve grown up together
They’re afraid of what they see
That’s the price that we all pay
Our valued destiny comes to nothing
I can’t tell you where we’re going
I guess there was just no way of knowing
I used to think that the day would never come
I’d see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
I used to think that the day would never come
That my life would depend on the morning sun.

I feel so extraordinary
Something’s got a hold on me
I get this feeling I’m in motion
A sudden sense of liberty
The chances are we’ve gone too far
You took my time and you took my money
Now I fear you’ve left me standing
In a world that’s so demanding
I used to think that the day would never come
I’d see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
I used to think that the day would never come

Genre: Reggae
(This song just makes me feel good. It can lift me up when I’m feeling sad, and I love to hear it wafting through the spring days as I work outdoors at my home.)

I’m a rebel, soul rebel
I’m a capturer, soul adventurer
I’m a rebel, soul rebel
I’m a capturer, soul adventurer

See the morning sun, the morning sun
On the hillside
If you’re not living good, travel wide
You gotta travel wide
Said I’m a living man
And I’ve got work to do
If you’re not happy, children
Then you must be blue
Must be blue, people say

I’m a rebel, let them talk,
Soul rebel, talk won’t bother me
I’m a capturer, that’w what they say
Soul adventurer, night and day
I’m a rebel, soul rebel
Do you hear them lippy
I’m a capturer, gossip around the corner
Soul adventurer. How they adventure on me

But, see the morning sun, the morning sun
On the hillside
If you’re not living good, travel wide
You gotta travel wide
Said I’m a living man
I’ve got work to do
If you’re not happy, then you must be blue
Must be blue

People say
I’m a rebel, soul rebel
I’m a capturer, soul adventurer
Do you hear me
I’m a rebel, rebel in the morning
Soul rebel, rebel at midday time

Genre: Rock/alternative. Female-fronted band

It’s not worth anything more than this at all
I live as I choose or I will not live at all

So return to where you’ve come from
Return to where you dwell
Because harassment’s not my forte
But you do it very well

I’m Free To Decide, I’m free to decide
And I’m not so suicidal after all
I’m Free To Decide, I’m free To decide
And I’m not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)

You must have nothing more with your mind to do
There’s a war in Russia and Sarejevo, too

So to hell with what you’re thinking
And to hell with your narrow mind
You’re so distracted from the real thing
You should leave your life behind (behind)

I’m Free To Decide, I’m free to decide
And I’m not so suicidal after all
I’m Free To Decide, I’m free to decide
And I’m not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)

I’m Free To Decide, I’m free to decide
And I’m not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)

At all, At all, At all

Genre: Folk, pop

Many’s the time I’ve been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes, and I’ve often felt forsaken
And certainly misused
Oh, but I’m all right, I’m all right
I’m just weary to my bones
Still, you don’t expect to be bright and bon vivant
So far away from home, so far away from home

And I don’t know a soul who’s not been battered
I don’t have a friend who feels at ease
I don’t know a dream that’s not been shattered
or driven to its knees
but it’s all right, it’s all right
for we lived so well so long
Still, when I think of the road we’re traveling on
I wonder what’s gone wrong
I can’t help it, I wonder what’s gone wrong

And I dreamed I was dying
I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me
Smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty
Sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was flying

We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the age’s most uncertain hour
and sing an American tune
Oh, and it’s all right, it’s all right it’s all right
You can’t be forever blessed
Still, tomorrow’s going to be another working day
And I’m trying to get some rest
That’s all I’m trying to get some rest

Genre: Rock
(I sang this song as a solo in a rock musical a few years back, and I got to live out my Rock Star™ fantasy, so that’s one reason why this song has a special place in my heart….not to mention the pointed social commentary)

As soon as you’re born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all.
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you’re clever and they despise a fool
Till you’re so fucking crazy you can’t follow their rules.
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

When they’ve tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career,
But you really can’t function, you’re so full of fear.
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you’re so clever and classless and free,
But you’re still fucking peasants as far as I can see.
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

“There’s room at the top,” they are telling us still,
“But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to live like the folks on the hill.”
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

Genre: gothic/neo-folk/pagan. Female-fronted band

Silence before the storm
I reach the house hidden by the night

A light I saw I knocked all quietly
I entered; a woman sat by the spinning wheel

“What brings you here my child”, she asked?
“Don’t you know our lady keeps her secrets well?”

It’s my life I am running from
It’s my fate I am hiding from,
oh, would the Goddess speak to me?

Her ways I don’t understand, the mysteries that I must know,
Oh, would the Mother see through me?

“Why don’t you rest my child”, she said, “I will seek her advice, I will wake you when it’s time”

All night by the spinning wheel, she sang an ancient tune and in the morn’ her work was done

In the distance I heard a call, I awoke and I held the spindle in my hand

My other hand it held new life, the Goddess had been by my side and her blessing was mine.

Genre: Gothic/neo-folk/pagan. Female-fronted band with very pagan-oriented lyrics, focused on the Norse pantheon

In the winter mountains high,
Where avalanches roar and frozen lakes sigh
The sough of the wind to hear
The howl of the wolves sweet tune to her ear
Wake Skadi, come patroness
Guide me through your crystal woods

Silvery goddess of the snow,
Your shining beauty melts the cold
Dress me in your white shawl
Kindle my fierce passions
Wake Skadi, proud northern giantess
I invoke your strength

Mistress of the hunt,
Raise the spirit of freedom
Led your sisters into the chase,
Arouse their untamed nature
Wake Skadi; light the flames of courage,
Wake your sisters’ will to fight

Sister of wolves,
Seek your companions
You heard the call of the wild
I summon your instinct
Wake Skadi, defend your kind
Guard them from the hateful hand of the blind

Hagalaz’ Runedance and Nebelhexe (another project by the same artist) on the web: http://www.nebelhexe.com

Genre: Gothic/ethereal/pagan/ecto. Female-fronted band. http://www.theshroud.com

Spiral back, we’re sowing seeds

We walk at night
Slip by the houses in the dark
The path so many walked before

Whisper softly
We speak of things we could not say
Silenced once but never more

Spiral back, we’re sowing seeds
Circle circle back in time
Tied together an unbroken line

The days grow long
We plant our dreams in the ground
Dancing with all those before us

Spiral back, we’re sowing seeds

As we do now
So may it be done again

Genre: Alternative/ethereal/techno-dance (remixes)

Possession

Listen as the wind blows
from across the great divide,
Voices trapped in yearning,
memories trapped in time,
The night is my companion
and solitude my guide,
Would I spend forever here
and not be satisfied,

And I would be the one
to hold you down,
kiss you so hard,
I’ll take your breath away
and after I’d wipe away the tears,
Just close your eyes dear

Through this world I’ve stumbled
so many times betrayed,
Trying to find an honest word,
to find the truth enslaved,
Oh you speak to me in riddles and
you speak to me in rhymes
My body aches to breathe your breath,
your words keep me alive,

And I would be the one
to hold you down,
kiss you so hard,
I’ll take your breath away
and after I’d wipe away the tears,
Just close your eyes dear

Into this night I wander,
it’s morning that I dread,
Another day of knowing of
the path I fear to tread,
Oh into the sea of waking dreams
I follow without pride,
Nothing stands between us here
and I won’t be denied,

And I would be the one
to hold you down,
kiss you so hard,
I’ll take your breath away
and after I’d wipe away the tears,
Just close your eyes dear…