Loreena McKennitt, pretty much any of her songs. She has a story behind them.
The Highwayman
The wind was a torrent of darkness
Among the gusty trees
The moon was a ghostly galleon
Tossed upon the cloudy seas
The road was a ribbon of moonlight
Over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding
Riding, riding
The highwayman came riding
Up to the old inn-door
He'd a French cocked hat on his forehead
A bunch of lace at his chin
A coat of claret velvet
And breeches of brown doe-skin
They fitted with never a wrinkle
His boots were up to the thigh
And he rode with a jeweled twinkle
His pistol butts a-twinkle
His rapier hilt a-twinkle
Under the jeweled sky
And over the cobbles he clattered
And clashed in the dark inn yard
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters
But all was locked and barred
He whistled a tune to the window
And who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter
Bess, the landlord's daughter
Plaiting a dark red love-knot
Into her long black hair
"One kiss, my bonny sweetheart
I'm after a prize tonight
But I shall be back with the yellow gold
Before the morning light
Yet if they press me sharply
And harry me through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
Though hell should bar the way
He rose upright in the stirrups
He scarce could reach her hand
But she loosened her hair in the casement
His face burnt like a brand
As the black cascade of the perfume
Came tumbling over his breast
And he kissed its waves in the moonlight
Oh, sweet waves in the moonlight
He tugged at his rein in the moonlight
And galloped away to the west
He did not come at the dawning
He did not come at noon
And out of the tawny sunset
Before the rise o' the moon
When the road was a gypsy's ribbon
Looping the purple moor
A red-coat troop came marching
Marching, marching
King George's men came marching
Up to the old inn-door
They said no word to the landlord
They drank his ale instead
But they gagged his daughter and bound her
To the foot of her narrow bed
Two of them knelt at the casement
With muskets at their side
There was death at every window
Hell at one dark window
For Bess could see through the casement
The road that he would ride
They had tied her up to attention
With many a niggering jest
They had bound a musket beside her
With the barrel beneath her breast
"Now keep good watch", and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"Look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
Though hell should bar the way"
She twisted her hands behind her
But all the knots held good
She writhed her hands till her fingers
Were wet with sweat or blood
They stretched and strained in the darkness
And the hours crawled by like years
Till now on the stroke of midnight
Cold on the stroke of midnight
The tip of one finger touched it
The trigger at least was hers
Tlot-tlot, tlot-tlot, had they heard it?
The horses hoofs ring clear
Tlot-tlot, tlot-tlot, in the distance
Were they deaf that they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight
Over the brow of the hill
The highwayman came riding
Riding, riding
The red-coats looked to their priming
She stood up straight and still
Tlot, in the frosty silence
Tlot, in the echoing night
Nearer he came and nearer
Her face was like a light
Her eyes grew wide for a moment
She drew one last deep breath
Then her finger moved in the moonlight
Her musket shattered the moonlight
Shattered her breast in the moonlight
And warned him with her death
He turned, he spurred to the west
He did not know she stood
Bowed with her head o'er the musket
Drenched with her own red blood
Not till the dawn he heard it
His face grew gray to hear
How Bess, the landlord's daughter
The landlord's black-eyed daughter
Had watched for her love in the moonlight
And died in the darkness there
And back, he spurred like a madman
Shrieking a curse to the sky
With the white road smoking behind him
And his rapier brandished high
Blood-red were the spurs in the gold moon
Wine-red was his velvet coat
When they shot him down on the highway
Down like a dog on the highway
And he lay in his blood on the highway
With the bunch of lace at his throat
Still of a winter's night, they say
When the wind is in the trees
When the moon is a ghostly galleon
Tossed upon the cloudy seas
When the road is a ribbon of moonlight
Over the purple moor
A highwayman comes riding
Riding, riding
A highwayman comes riding
Up to the old inn-door
All of Me by John Legend
[Verse 1:]
What would I do without your smart mouth?
Drawing me in, and you kicking me out
You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down
What's going on in that beautiful mind
I'm on your magical mystery ride
And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright
[Pre-Chorus:]
My head's under water
But I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind
[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, oh
[Verse 2:]
How many times do I have to tell you
Even when you're crying you're beautiful too
The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood
You're my downfall, you're my muse
My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues
I can't stop singing, it's ringing, in my head for you
[Pre-Chorus:]
My head's under water
But I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind
[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, oh
[Bridge:]
Give me all of you
Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts
Risking it all, though it's hard
[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you
I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, oh
One of my favorite songs right now is I Only Have Eyes For You by The Flamingos. It honestly makes me unbelievably happy.
[Knoc-Turn'al]
She's thick, she's bad, so clean, she
fine
She loves, she hates, she laughs, she
cries
She hurts, she lies, she's Bonnie,
I'm Clyde
She's ghetto, she's real, she sings,
she rhymes
She comes, she goes, she lives, she
dies
She sexy and bomb, she blows my
mind
She stays in line, she's smart, she's
funny
She's crafty and cunning, in the
game she's running
Her lips, her back, her waist, her
thighs
Her face, her skin, her hair, her eyes
Her voice, her shape, her hips, her
mind
Her love, her smile, her touch, her
time
Another Brick In The Wall by Pink Floyd
Alive - Leona Lewis
Fearless - Colbie Caillat
I Knew I Loved You - Savage Garden
Ride - SoMo (probably the best sex song ever Haha)
Down - Jay Sean (reminds me of someone)
Remember The Name - Fort Minor (reminds me of another someone...)
My absolute favorite:
Iridescent - Linkin Park
My favorite songs
1. With wide open, One Last Breath, Higher , My Sacrifice by Creed
2. You don't know her like I do and Bottom's Up by Brantley Gilbert
3. Any song by Meat Loaf
I adore many genres of music and lyrics...it's hard to narrow it down.
"The Dance" by Garth Brooks
Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared 'neath the stars above
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye
And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss the dance
Holding you I held everything
For a moment wasn't I a king
But if I'd only known how the king would fall
Hey who's to say you know I might have changed it all
And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss the dance
Yes my life is better left to chance
I could have missed the pain but I'd have had to miss the dance
Savage Garden-"Truly Madly Deeply"
All She Wants To Do Is Dance
Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it OK
There's always some reason to feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction or a beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of the Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here
So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference, escaping one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees
In the arms of the Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
In the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here
You're in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here
Lament of the Cherokees (originally by Don Fardon later remade by Paul Revere and the Raiders)
If your horny, Let's do it
Ride it, My Pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it
If your horny, Let's do it
Ride it, My Pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it
Pony by Ginuwine
My latest story is a racy little piece about what happens when someone cute from work invites you over to watch Netflix and Chill. Laid back and Key Wasted..........Jimmy Buffet. That is one cool song to chill out with.
Try it.
My Karma just ran over your Dogma
