This Old Love - Lior

Moon Song

Pocket Dial

Forgive me Hera,
I cannot stay
He cut out my tongue
There is nothing to save

Love me, oh lord
He threw me away
He laughed at my sins
In his arms I must stay

He wrote
I'm broke
Please send for me
But I'm broken too
And spoken for
Do not tempt me

Her skin is white
And I'm light as the sun
So holy light shines on the things you have done

So I asked him how he became this man
How did he learn to hold fruit in his hands?
And where is the lamb that gave your name?
He had to leave, though I begged him to stay
Left me alone when I needed the light
Fell to my knees, and I wept for my life
If he had stayed of stayed, you might understand
If he had of stayed, you never would have taken my hand

Begged him to stay in my cold wooden grip
Begged him to stay by the light of this ship
Me fighting him, fighting light, fighting dawn
And the waves came and stole him and took him to war

We write
That's all right
I miss his smell
We speak
When spoken to
And that suits us well

What He Wrote

Overdrive

Let Me Go

The Hornet

Death With Dignity

Arms of an Angel - Sarah McLachlan

New York, New York misses you now, Alabama too
89 years old and still it seemed too soon 
I'm thanking you for Atticus, and for Jem and Scout and Boo
They taught me all the lessons I didn't know I knew 

I wrote a song for you, Harper Lee, and all the things you said
So many years ago when everyone would blindly turn their heads
On what they knew was right, 
You showed us all the faults in our skin
You sang the song that all mockingbirds sing

All the reports said you died in your sleep
Dreaming you into these waters, so deep
For Maycomb and Mobile and Monroeville, too
Paddle on upstream, Nelle, and we will follow you 

And the songs of the blue jays have come and gone 
But the words you wrote on courage will live on

New York, New York misses you now, Alabama too 
But it's hard to think they'll miss you more than I do 

Song for Harper Lee

Sunday Morning

Well I got that funny feeling again
Yeah I got that funny feeling in my soul
Oh my brother reads philosophy and I play rock n roll
But I still get these funny feelings in my soul

But I'm never sure exactly what they mean
Yeah my truth will all be played by tambourine
And the horns scream all my weaknesses
My hopes hide in the streams
And I hope to God you might know what that means

But honey you could make me good again
Honey you could make me whole again
When I'm broken and bent, would you take me on the mend
And lay me down in your bed like freshly laundered linen?

But it's easier sometimes to up and go
And never have to answer to a soul
But it leaves me worn and weary
Yeah It leaves me cold, alone
Still sometimes I find it's best to up and go

Cause adventure is the only call I hear
Yeah I'm anxious till I reach the great frontier
It's a million miles from Nashville
It's a lifetime away from here
Maybe love could be that final great frontier

Maybe you could take me home again
Honey you could make me whole again
When I'm broken and bent, could you take me on the mend?
And lay me down in your bed,
like freshly laundered linen?


Freshly Laundered Linen

Rhiona-Jade

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