Sunday 5 August 2007

Quickie: Song of the Week!

In a bid to spice things up a little; with yesterdays The Week Ahead and now this: Song of the Week. Well I pretty much love this girl; beautiful, intelligent, talented (both singing and writing) and she has a smexy posh accent - hey it can be, sometimes.. (and she swears! Which just makes her sound dirty! Haha)

Seriously though, check this girl out if you haven't already - I'm a fan of her piano stuff; not so much so with regard to her more "pop-y" songs, but they're all brimmed with fantastic lyrics.

I present to you Ms Nerina Pallot, and my song of choice

If I Know You

Well it could have been a Sunday
Or it could have been the next day
Or it could have been any day at all
And it could have been a good day
Or a very very bad day
When you made your grand arrival, I can recall

But if I know you
You'll come sailing through the starlight in the blue
And if I know you
There'll be something that you do
Nobody else could contemplate, it's true
If I know you

Madonna's in the bathroom
Madonna's in the redroom
Holy Virgin Mary, come to my aid
I'm sinking while you're swimming
Losing while you're winning
Everything i've given, you give away

And if I know you
You'll come sailing through the starlight in the blue
And if I know you, you'll swim
You could never drown if someone pushed you in
And if I know you
There'll be something that you do
Nobody else could even contemplate, it's true
If I know you


Damn it, I'm going to post another song of hers because I couldn't stop listening to it last night (I had heard it, but never really 'listened' to it - the lyrics are immense, best on her first album in my opinion...)

Dear Frustrated Superstar

Dear Frustrated Superstar, your mother's waiting in the car
To whisk you off to your new premiere
And all the friends who knew your name
Are waiting, wondering what became
Of the girl that they once knew but never loved
They never loved.

So every city tells the lie
Of beggars, tramps and butterflies
Of all these things, then what am I?
A princess in a threadbare gown,
A gaudy, painted circus clown?
A child who lost her key and can't get home?

All the things I never was -
A traitor in the Western Wars
A girl who did it just because.
Do or die, or don't at all

Prepare to suffer for your call
Some things have to hurt or they're not true.

They can't be true
When you die, you'll wonder, "was that it?"
Will you think of how you'd wished you lived?
Well, you're here now
Yes you're here now.
So I only want to be up there
With a hundred others, I don't care
'Cause I'm here now
Yes I'm here now.

Papers, books, philosophy
An envelopes eternity
I count each passing minute, hour, day.....
Wonder how I smile so well,
Wonder how they never tell
There's really no one living here at all.

So here a line from God's own song
To comfort you when things go wrong
My children never visit anymore.
Go searching in my sky at night
They must be there to set alight
Their mothers aching heart is so unsure
I'm so unsure....

When you die, you'll wonder, "was that it?"
Will you think of how you'd wished you lived?
Well, you're here now
Yes you're here now.
So I only want to be up there
With a hundred others, I don't care
'Cause I'm here now
Yes I'm here now.

Dear Frustrated Superstar, I really hope you get that far
If not, I hope you live
I hope you live.

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