Take me away: A secret place.
A sweet escape: Take me away.
Take me away to better days.
Take me away: A higher place.

~chorus to
Pocket Full of Sunshine by Natasha Bedingfield

~Gollum’s Song

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Where once was light
Now darkness falls
Where once was love
Love is no more
Don’t say goodbye
Don’t say I didn’t try
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These tears we cry
Are falling rain
For all the lies you told us
The hurt, the blame!
And we will weep to be so alone
We are lost
We can never go home.
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So in the end
I’ll be what I will be
No loyal friend
Was ever there for me.
Now we say goodbye
We say you didn’t try.

These tears you cry
Have come too late
Take back the lies
The hurt, the blame!.

And you will weep
When you face the end alone
You are lost
You can never go home
You are lost
You can never go home

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-Gollum’s Song by Emiliana Torrini

by Mother Goose
Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Three bags full.
One for my master,
One for my dame,
And one for the little boy
That lives in our lane.

Source picture

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Illustration by Margot Voigt. 1941.
Whitman Publlishing.
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod by Eugene Field.
(Dutch lullaby)

...
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe—-
Sailed on a river of crystal light,
Into a sea of dew.
“Where are you going, and what do you wish?”
The old moon asked the three.
“We have come to fish for the herring fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we!”
Said Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod
.
The old moon laughed and sang a song,
As they rocked in the wooden shoe,
And the wind that sped them all night long
Ruffled the waves of dew.
The little stars were the herring fish
That lived in that beautiful sea—-
“Now cast your nets wherever you wish—-
Never afeard are we”;
So cried the stars to the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod
.
All night long their nets they threw
To the stars in the twinkling foam—-
Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,
Bringing the fishermen home;
‘T was all so pretty a sail it seemed
As if it could not be,
And some folks thought ‘t was a dream they ‘d dreamed
Of sailing that beautiful sea—-
But I shall name you the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod

Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one’s trundle-bed.
So shut your eyes while mother sings
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock in the misty sea,
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.

~Sunday Poem

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Lying in the long grass
close beside her
giving her the name
of the one the moon loves
this will be the day she
will remember
when she knew his heart
was
loving in the long grass
close beside her.
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theinspirationtree: Flora’s Secret – Enya
art by Johan Krouthen

~Music Break!

Eurovision 2009 Winner
Alexander Rybak

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Years ago, when I was younger,
I kinda liked a girl I knew.
She was mine, and we were sweethearts
That was then, but then it’s true
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I’m in love with a fairytale,
even though it hurts
‘Cause I don’t care if I lose my mind
I’m already cursed.
.
Every day we started fighing,
every night we fell in love
No one else could make me sadder,
but no one else could lift me high above.
.
I don’t know what I was doing,
when suddenly, we fell apart
Nowadays, I cannot find her
But when I do, we’ll get a brand new start
.
I’m in love with a fairytale,
even though it hurts
‘Cause I don’t care if I lose my mind
I’m already cursed
.
She’s a fairytale
Yeah…
Even though it hurts
‘Cause I don’t care if I lose my mind
I’m already cursed.

~ Time for a little Music today!!!

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a Duirwaigh project!
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The other stunning artists involved with this project
are Jena DellaGroataglia, Christophe Vacher,
Agnieszka Szuba, Elisabetta Sinopoli, Barbara,
Marc Fishman and Silas Toball, and the
magical words of Angi Sullins.

A lullaby for the soul - My Wish for You.

~Hush-a-bye, Baby~

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Hush-a-bye, Baby,
On the tree top,
When the wind blows
The cradle will rock;

When the bough breaks
The cradle will fall,
Down will come baby,
And cradle, and all.
Rock-a-bye, baby,
Thy cradle is green;

Father's a nobleman,
Mother's a queen;
And Betty's a lady,
And wears a gold ring,
And Johnny's a drummer,
And drums for the King.
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(Nursery Rhyme)
~Painting by Sheri Doty~

~Like An Angel Passing Through My Room~

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Long awaited darkness falls
Casting shadows on the walls
In the twilight hour I am alone
Sitting near the fireplace, dying embers warm my face

In this peaceful solitude
All the outside world subdued
Everything comes back to me again
In the gloom
Like an angel passing through my room

Half awake and half in dreams
Seeing long forgotten scenes
So the present runs into the past
Now and then become entwined
Playing games within my mind
Like the embers as they die
Love was one prolonged good-bye

And it all comes back to me tonight
In the gloom
Like an angel passing through my room
I close my eyes
And my twilight images go by
All too soon
Like an angel passing through my room

Lyrics by ABBA
~Painter unknown to me~

~Song~Jimmy Durante~Lyrics~

Fairy tales can come true –
It can happen to you
If you’re young at heart.

For it’s hard, you will find,
To be narrow of mind
If you’re young at heart.

You can go to extremes
With impossible schemes;
You can laugh when your dreams
Fall apart at the seams;

And life becomes exciting with each passing day,
And love is either in your heart… or on its way.
Don’t you know that it’s worth
Every treasure on earth
To be young at heart?

For, as rich as you are,
It’s much better by far
To be young at heart.

And, if you should survive
To a hundred and five,
Look at all you’ll derive
Just by being alive!

Now, here is the best part:
You have a head start
If you are amongst the very young…At heart.
And, if you should survive

To a hundred and five,
Look at all you’ll derive
Just by being alive!
Now, here is the best part:
You have a head start
If you are amongst the very young…At heart.
By Jimmy Durante (1893-1980)