Music Monday: Mark Schultz

It’s been a while since we’ve done a Music Monday here, but I wanted to post this song because A) it seemed appropriate for the weekend and B) listening to it last week is what took me back to Rebecca and Lane’s world, which then inspired the #writecampaign’s 200 word challenge and the Fie Eoin Friday that was not actually Fie Eoin.

Mark Schultz’s music is full of stories (the CD this came from is called Stories and Songs) but I rarely listen to it anymore. Finding an old stash of CDs has reminded me about all of the music I used to love, and I’d like to share it with you today.

Letters from War, Mark Schultz:

She walked to the mailbox
On that bright summers day
Found a letter from her son
In a war far away

He spoke of the weather
And good friends that he’d made
Said I’d been thinking ’bout dad
And the life that he had
Thats why I’m here today
And that the end he said
You are what I’m fighting for
It was the first of the letters from war

She started writing
You’re good and you’re brave
What a father that you’ll be someday
make it home
make it safe

She wrote every night as she prayed

Late in December
A day she’ll not forget
Oh her tears stained the paper
With every word that she read

It said “I was up on a hill
I was out there alone
When the shots all rang out
And bombs were exploding
And thats when I saw him
He came back for me
And though he was captured
A man set me free
And that man was your son
He asked me to write to you
I told him i would, oh I swore”
It was the last of the letters from war

And she prayed he was living
Kept on believing
And wrote every night just to say

You are good
And you’re brave
what a father that you’ll be someday
Make it home
Make it safe
Still she kept writing each day

Then two years later
Autumn leaves all around
A car pulled in the driveway
And she fell to the ground
And out stepped a captain
Where her boy used to stand

He said “mom I’m following orders
From all of your letters
And I’ve come home again”,
He ran into hold her
And dropped all his bags on the floor
Holding all of her letters from war

Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home

Music Mondays: Lisa Hannigan

As you all know, I’ve been having one heck of a time finishing this Fie Eoin re-write. I’ve been living in the same world, with the same characters, for months now. No visiting Phooka Tales or Book of Souls or even the Rebecca Stories. It’s draining me. But this morning I got the feeling. You know, the new character feeling. Someone’s hanging around just outside the Cafe, waiting for Elli to open the door. And when the door is opened it’s time to get to know someone new, which brings today’s song to mind.

If you haven’t heard of Lisa Hannigan you should – right now! She’s got a lovely, soft voice and brilliant lyrics. Her Sea Sew album is relaxing and wonderful to de-stress to, which I definitely need right about now. So, in honor of a new character, I give you “I Don’t Know”:

 

I don’t know what you smoke
Or countries you been to
If you speak any other languages
Other than your own, I’d like to meet you

I don’t know if you drive
If you love the ground beneath you
I don’t know if you write letters or you panic on the phone
I’d like to call you all the same,
If you want to
I am game

I don’t know if you can swim
If the sea is any draw for you
If your better in the morning or when the sun goes down
I’d like to call you

I don’t know if you can dance
If the thought ever occurred to you
If you eat what you’ve been given or you push it around your plate
I’d like to cook for you all the same
I would want to
I am game

If you walk my way, I could keep my head
We could creep away
In the dark
Or maybe now
We could shoot it down anyway

I don’t know if you read novels or the magazines
If you love the hand that feeds you
I assume that your heart’s been bruised
I’d like to know you

You don’t know if I can draw at all
Or what records I am into
If I sleep like a spoon or rarely at all
Or maybe you would do
Or maybe you would do

If you walk my way, I will keep my head
We will feel our way through the dark
Though I don’t know you
I think that I would do
I don’t fall easy at all
At all at all at all at all

If you walk my way, I will keep my head
We will feel our way through the dark
Though I don’t know you
I think that I would do
I don’t fall easy at all

Music Monday: Sara Bareilles

This week’s Music Monday is brought to you by Fie Eoin (again). As you know, I’ve been working hard on re-writing the second half of the book (I have three weeks to finish!) so most of the music I’ve been listening to lately is my FE soundtrack (which will be another post in itself, maybe next week). “Let the Rain” by Sara Bareilles is the song that embodies the showdown between Kindra and Chief Oak (and then later between Kindra and the Obsidian Chief. And then it’s used in another story that I’ve written. And then… you get the point – it’s a well-worn song for me). Enjoy!

“Let the Rain”

I wish I were pretty
I wish I were brave
If I owned this city
Then I’d make it behave

And if I were fearless
Then I’d speak my truth
And the world would hear this
That’s what I wish, I’d do yeah

If my hands could hold them, you’d see
I’d take all these secrets in me
And I’d move and mold them to be
Something I’d set free

I wanna darken in the skies
Open the flood gates up
I wanna change my mind
I wanna be enough

I want the water in my eyes
I wanna cry until the end of time

I wanna let the rain come down
Make a brand new gorund
Let the rain come down

Let the rain come down
Make a brand new ground
Let the rain come down
Tonight

Hold on to worry
So tight
It’s safe in here right next to my heart
And I’ll shout at the top of my voice
Let me go, let me out, this is not my choice!

And I always felt it before
That the world was filled with much more
Then a drowning soul
I’ll learn to be
I just need the rain to remind me

I wanna darken in the skies
Open the flood gates up
I wanna change my mind
I wanna be enough

I want the water in my eyes
I wanna cry until the end of time

I wanna let the rain come down
Make a brand new ground
Let the rain come down

Let the rain come down
Make a brand new ground
Let the rain come down

I wanna let the rain come down
Make a brand new ground
Let the rain come down
Mm alright

Let the rain come down
Make a brand new ground
Let the rian come down

I wanna let the rain come down
Make a brand new ground
Let the rain come down
On me, yea

Let the rain come down
make a brand new ground
Let the rain come down
Tonight

Music Monday: You’re Aging Well

Happy Fourth of July! I bet you were all expecting me to post the Star Spangled Banner today, weren’t you? That just seemed to cliche to bother, so instead I’m posting one of my favorite songs that makes me think of my characters and their stories.

“You’re Aging Well” by Dar Williams

Why is it that as we grow older and stronger
The road signs point us adrift and make us afraid
Saying “You never can win,” “Watch your back,” “Where’s your husband?”
Oh I don’t like the signs that the signmakers made.

So I’m going to steal out with my paint and my brushes
I’ll change the directions, I’ll hit every street
It’s the Tinseltown scandal, the Robin Hood vandal
She goes out and steals the King’s English
And in the morning you wake up and the signs point to you

They say
“I’m so glad that you finally made it here,”
“You thought nobody cared, but I did, I could tell,”
And “This is your year,” and “It always starts here,”
And oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh, “You’re aging well.”

Well I know a woman with a collection of sticks
She could fight back the hundreds of voices she heard
And she could poke at the greed, she could fend off her need
And with anger she found she could pound every word.
But one voice got through, caught her up by surprise
It said, “Don’t hold us back we’re the story you tell,”
And no sooner than spoken, a spell had been broken
And the voices before her were trumpets and tympani
Violins, basses and woodwinds and cellos, singing

“We’re so glad that you finally made it here
You thought nobody cared, but we did, we could tell
And now you’ll dance through the days while the orchestra plays
And oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh, you’re aging well.”

Now when I was fifteen, oh I knew it was over
The road to enchantment was not mine to take
Cause lower calf, upper arm should be half what they are
I was breaking the laws that the signmakers made.

And all I could eat was the poisonous apple
And that’s not a story I was meant to survive
I was all out of choices, but the woman of voices

She turned round the corner with music around her,
She gave me the language that keeps me alive, she said:

“I’m so glad that you finally made it here
With the things you know now, that only time could tell
Looking back, seeing far, landing right where we are
And oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh, you’re aging, oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh and I am aging,
oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh, aren’t we aging well?”

Music Monday: Vienna Teng

Happy Monday! This week’s song is The Tower, by Vienna Teng. Now that I’ve only got a month to get the second half of Fie Eoin ready for my crit group I’ve gotta really get working on the Kaye chapters. Kindra’s are all finished, but Kaye still needs some work. This song reminds me of her, especially once her story arc really gets moving, and listening to “Kaye songs” will help keep me working on her chapters instead of skipping back to Kindra.

The one who survives by making the lives
of others worthwhile
she’s coming apart
right before my eyes
The one who depends on the services she renders
to those who come knocking
she’s seeing too clearly what she can’t be
what understanding defies

She says I need not to need
or else a love with intuition
someone who reaches out to my weakness and won’t let go
I need not to need
I’ve always been the tower
but now I feel like I’m the flower trying to bloom in snow

She turns out the light anticipating night falling
tenderly around her
and watches the dusk
the words won’t come
She carries the act so convincingly the fact is
sometimes she believes it
that she can be happy the way things are
be happy with the things she’s done

reach out
but hold back
where is safety
reach out
and hold back
where is the one who can change me
where is the one
the one
the one

reach out
but hold back
where is safety
reach out
and hold back
where is the one who can save me
where is the one
the one
the one

Music Monday: Jimmy Buffett

Happy Monday! This week’s song is “Coast of Carolina” by Jimmy Buffett. Since out trip to Key West, hubby and I have been on a Jimmy Buffett kick, and although this song is very country sounding (the entire album is actually a country album) this song is absolutely sweet and makes me think of my husband and how far we’ve come together. Enjoy :)

Little roadside restaurant we artfully complain
Groovy tells the waitress that his chicken died in vain
Most every day goes by according to design
I live this dream and still it seems I have you on my mind

[Chorus:]
From the bottom of my heart
Off the coast of Carolina
AFter one or two false starts
I believe we found our stride
And the walls that won’t come down
We can decorate or climb
Or find some way to get around
Cause I’m still on your side
From the bottom of my heart.

I can’t see the future
But I know it’s coming fast
It’s not that hard to wind up knee-deep in the past
There come alot of Mondays
Since that phone booth that first night
Tears and miles and years and smiles
I wanna get it right.

[Chorus]

These days I get up about the time I used to go to bed
Living large was once the deal
Now I watch the stars instead
They’re timeless and predictable
Unlike most things that I do
I tell the wind and my old friend
I’m headed home to you.

[Chorus]

Music Monday: Elizabeth and the Catapult

Like I said last week when I was tagged: I’m trying a few new things out this week (as are most of the people who read Kristen Lamb’s post on Why Writers Blogging About Writing Is Bad). So in the spirit of #myWANA and trying something new I’m going to start a little thing on Mondays where I post a song I’ve been listening to. I’ll try to keep them from artists who aren’t as well known, so you can find some new music and they can find some new fans. Everyone wins :)

This week’s Music Monday is “Do Not Hang Your Head” by Elizabeth and the Catapult (you can listen to the entire album at the website. “Go Away My Lover” and “Dreamcatcher” are my other two must-listen songs on the album):

If ever I do hurt you
Make your willows bend
If ever I do deceive you
Darlin, do not hang your head

If ever I betray you
Cast shadows on your light
I pray that you may pardon
And forgive me by and by

Oh my, baby cast another light
Oh my, baby cast another light

Cause in our greatest conquest
We are what fate depends
That’s the heroes we once dreamt of
When we were children in our bed

And in our greatest triumphs
We cannot shake the fear
That the ones we once treasured
May at any given second disappear

My dear, may we never disappear
My dear, may we never disappear

Cause we are just animals
Living in the wild
But we too, can be civil friend
I’d like to try that now
I’d like to try that now

So I know I don’t deserve you
But if I ever dare forget
May you help my heart remember
And bring me home again

You’ll see why I’m so into this song at the end of Aleda’s Story *evil grin* What’s your Music Monday song?

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