I can’t watch a sitcom so soon after the news.
So much sadness left my heart barren tonight.
Sirens are blaring somewhere in the distance
In this old world, it seems like nothing is right.
Television and movies thrive on this stuff.
I suppose it keeps the big bucks rolling in.
Maybe peace and quiet never last very long
Because so many profit from horror and sin.
So let’s turn off the TV and light a few candles.
Put on some Sam Cooke - an album, not a CD.
I know they sound better, but they have no charm.
I like the lived-in crackles of an old, vinyl LP.
Turn it up loud enough to drown out the madness,
The hubbub of all this progress for its own sake.
Sometimes all the craziness invades me too deeply
And I need some soft music to ease the heartache.
Yeah, that’s better. Nobody sang it like ol’ Sam did.
The sweet, simple melody makes you feel so fine.
I’ve heard this song so many times, it’s part of me.
It’s like I wrote it for you, like the lyrics are mine.
If I go
A million miles away
I’ll write a letter
Each and every day
'Cause honey, nothin', nothin'
Can ever change this love I have for you
There aren’t many spiritual refuges in this chaotic old city;
The silence always broken by shattering glass and alarms.
I guess I’m just old-fashioned. “Born too late”, as they say.
I hide in music and poetry, but especially in your arms.
Even Sam fell victim to the night and this city,
Shot down in his prime in some seedy motel.
He had so much left to give when he was taken.
His music makes me feel like I knew him so well.
Those old songs never fail to soothe my soul.
I wish the world could be the one they created.
Though I know their harmony is just an illusion.
Back then, like today, people fought and hated.
Music brushes away the dust of this world
And reinvents it again the way it should be.
My favorite songs are a lot like fairy tales.
They turn their back on reality, just like me.
Music and love seem to serve a similar purpose
For a union of souls is the grandest refuge of all.
In this slow dance, we create our own fairy tale.
I’m the prince and you’re the belle of the ball.
Oh, you're the apple of my eye
You're cherry pie
You're cake and ice cream
You're sugar and spice and everything nice
You're the girl of my dreams
Baby, thank you for the peace you’ve given me.
Thank you for loving me the way that you do.
I wish I could hold you just like this forever.
There’s no greater heaven than here, close to you.
Sam’s singing all the words I don’t tell you enough.
Strong, clear and sweet, and wrapped up in a song.
He’s smiling in heaven, singing just for you and me.
The day’s washed away, and we have all night long.
If you wanted
To leave me and roam,
When you got back,
I'd just say welcome home
Cause, honey, nothin',
nothin' can ever change
This love I have for you
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