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Lionel Brockman Richie, Jr. (born June 20, 1949) is an American singer-songwriter, musician, record producer and actor. From 1968, he was a member of the musical group Commodores signed to Motown Records. Richie made his solo debut in 1982 with the album Lionel Richie and number-one hit "Truly".
Richie was born in Tuskegee, Alabama, the son of Alberta R. (Foster) and Lionel Brockman Richie. Richie grew up on the campus of Tuskegee Institute. His grandfather's house was across the street from the home of the president of the college. His family moved to Joliet, Illinois, where he graduated from Joliet Township High School, East Campus. A star tennis player in Joliet, he accepted a tennis scholarship to attend Tuskegee Institute, and graduated with a major in economics. After receiving his undergraduate degree from Tuskegee, Richie briefly attended graduate school at Auburn University. He is a member of Kappa Kappa Psi and Alpha Phi Alpha Fraternity.
As a student in Tuskegee, Richie formed a succession of R&B groups in the mid-1960s. In 1968 he became a singer and saxophonist with the Commodores. They signed a recording contract with Atlantic Records in 1968 for one record before moving on to Motown Records initially as a support act to The Jackson 5. The Commodores then became established as a popular soul group. Their first several albums had a danceable, funky sound, as in such tracks as "Machine Gun" and "Brick House." Over time, Richie wrote and sang more romantic, easy-listening ballads such as "Easy," "Three Times a Lady," "Still," and the tragic breakup ballad "Sail On."
Mamoru Fujisawa (藤澤 守, Fujisawa Mamoru?), known professionally as Joe Hisaishi (久石 譲, Hisaishi Jō?, born December 6, 1950), is a composer and director known for over 100 film scores and solo albums dating back to 1981.
While possessing a stylistically distinct sound, Hisaishi's music has been known to explore and incorporate different genres, including minimalist, experimental electronic, European classical, and Japanese classical. Lesser known are the other musical roles he plays; he is also a typesetter, author, arranger, and head of an orchestra.
He is best known for his work with animator Hayao Miyazaki, having composed scores for many of his films including Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind (1984), Castle in the Sky (1986), My Neighbor Totoro (1988), Kiki's Delivery Service (1989), Porco Rosso (1992), Princess Mononoke (1997), Spirited Away (2001), Howl's Moving Castle (2004) and Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea (2008). He is also recognized for the soundtracks he has provided for filmmaker 'Beat' Takeshi Kitano, including A Scene at the Sea (1991), Dolls (2002), Kikujiro (1999), Hana-bi (1997), Kids Return (1996), and Sonatine (1993).
Well this here's the date and year
Collection
Again, it's the date and year
Collection
And well, to understand
You'll have to leave your new (?) man
On the day of the year
Collection
It'll last a year
So drink your beer
It's a collection of a year
Oh my, that's dandy
Keep your eye on Uncle Randy
Oh Randolph, you broke your collarbone
Gee well, here's one more time
Record a line
On the back page
Of the date and year
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Billy was a small town loner
Who never did dream
Of ever leaving southern Arizona
Or ever hearing wedding bells ring
He never had a lot of luck with the ladies
But he sure had a lot of good working skills
Never cared about climbing any ladder
He knew the way in a small cafe, found the will
He met Miss Bonnie
And a little bit of her was a little too much
A few movies and a few months latter
The feeling got strong enough
They didn't own a car
So it must have been love
That drove him uptown for a diamond
That's when he started goin'
Over the line
Working overtime
To give her things just to hear her say she don't deserve them
But he loves her and he just kept going overboard
Over the limit to afford to give her things he knew she wanted
'Cause without her where would he be?
See, it's not for him
She is his only need
Ring on her finger and one on the ladder
A new promotion every now and then
Bonnie worked until she couldn't tie her apron
Then stayed at home and had the first of two children
And my, how the time did fly
The babies grew up and moved away
Left 'em sitting on the front porch rocking
And Billy watching Bonnie's hair turn gray
And ev'ry once in a while you could see him get up
And he'd head downtown
'Cause he heard about something she wanted
And it just had to be found
Didn't matter how simple or how much
It was love
And, boy, ain't that love just something
When it's strong enough to keep a man goin'
Over the line
Working overtime
She is his only need
His only need
Overboard
Over the limit
Just for her
She is his only need
His only need
sitting on a cold wall i can feel the wind penetrate this thin blue coat. just enough to give me comfort that i so very need just enough to keep my mind warm. i breathe. i want to scream. i want to bleed these last few weeks i wish that i was home. the comfort of that place just seems so far from here. i wish that i had you. we could be just anywhere and id still have you near. id still have you here. sitting on a hard floor i can smell the smoke coming from your thin black lungs. reminds me why i hate this city and the people in between. reminds me why i slept in the back seat.
Charles Louis Dominique Pierre Buchard
True to the breed that bore him
Answered the call that held him thrall
His father's heart before him
Charles Louis Dominique sailed away
Further than love could find him
Yet through the night he heard a light
And gentle voice behind him say
Matelot, Matelot
Where you go my thoughts go with you
Matelot, Matelot
When you go down to the sea
As you gaze from afar
On the evening star
Wherever you may roam
You will remember the light
Through the winter night
That guides you safely home
Though you find womankind to be frail
One love cannot fail, my son
Till our days are done
Matelot, Matelot
Where you go my thoughts go with you
Matelot, Matelot
When you go down to the sea
Charles Louis Dominique Pierre Buchard
Journeyed the wide world over
Lips that he kissed could not resist
This loving roving rover
Charles Louis Dominique, right or wrong
Ever pursued a new love
Till in his brain there beat a strain
He knew to be his true love song
Matelot, Matelot
Where you go my heart goes with you
Matelot, Matelot
When you go down to the sea
For a year and a day
You may sail away
And have no thought of me
Yet through the wind and the spray
You will hear me say
No love was ever free
You will sigh when horizons are clear
Something that is dear to me
Cannot let me be
Matelot, Matelot
Where you go my heart goes with you
Matelot, Matelot
When you go down to the sea
She said, "Who answered the phone, I don't understand,
I thought you'd be alone tonight?"
I said, "...the girl who lives here,
she said the band could stay if we bought the beer."
She said. "I don't like the sound of that,
tell me what she looks like - thin or fat?"
I said, "Uh... I can't really say.
What does it matter anyway?"
I said, "It's good to hear your voice,
I really do miss you but we made the right choice."
She said, "I hope you're eating well,
and living here without you is living though hell."
I said, "...well I may be home early,
it'll be a few days before I know surely."
"Shirley! Is that her name?
Is she in love, and do you feel the same?"
No I don't feel the same.
I cannot find a way to make peace with you today.
So where will be we tomorrow?
I busted my ass to make it home
and when I got there she wasn't alone.
She said, "You're home so soon!
I didn't get a chance to clean the room."
I said, "...forget this house...
road cheese calls both man and mouse."
She said, "Don't end it this way!
I really did miss you every day... well...
almost every day... in every way.
My holiday heart I don't know where to start
I could keep you in remission
Or I could play the part
And when will you see
I complete you and you
And now
Holiday heart the very best part
I miss you with my holiday heart
The Agony of Eternity
from the album "Collection" by Bradley Tatum
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Burning hot in ice cold ovens
Learning stopped in massive covens
Underneath the city's vice
Living off of sacrifice
Life gives nothing that they need
but temporary things to bleed
A game of hunger to try to feed
A sense of humour in human pleads
Eternity in evil deeds
Rampant growing noxious weeds
Plant their roots for growing greed
Exceeding in their gaining speed
Good or bad as men may be
No one deserves agony
V1.
As I woke up this morning, at 7:45
So happy I was this morning just to find meself alive.
I harnessed up me horses, my business to resume,
and back to haulin' cord was the thing we used to do.
Chorus:
'Cause we were haulin one cord; we should have been haulin' four.
We stopped so long in Martintown, we couldn't haul no more.
The tavern doors were open, the whiskey it was free,
and when me glass was empty, another was there for me.
V2.
The four prettiest maidens that ever sailed from France,
the four prettiest maidens just got up on the floor and danced.
Gerry O'Neil was fiddler 'cause his arm was strong.
He played the reels of Ireland for four hours long.
Chorus:
V3.
Well, I harnessed up ol' Doplin, we rode away so still.
We scarcely took a breath until we reached ol' Apple Hill.
The people there were lookin' at us; exactly what did they say?
"The must have used a spyglass, or they'd never have found their way."
Chorus:
V4.
So come on all you women who tattletale about.
You'd better watch your chat because we're better off without.
We'll go back to haulin' cord, we'll whistle and we'll sing,
and surely we'll never go on such a helluva spree again.
Chorus twice.
I wanna touch,
I wanna kiss,
I wanna feel so close to this.
Is there anyway that someone could feel the same
If I promised them everything?
And could it be so seemingly impossible,
that I could be held responsible,
for a lack of confidence, that keeps me questioning?
The touch of skin that's not your own,
seems out of reach when you're alone.
This empty bed I lay in, it doesn't help me sleep,
dark thoughts are creepin' in again,
I'll medicate to silence them,
but I'm reminded that it only goes so deep.
Could this be just what I need to feel alive again?
And free like I have a breath inside,
It's been forever since I've let someone,
mean this much to me,
to me
Could it be so seemingly impossible
that I could be held responsible
for a lack of confidence, that keeps me questioning?
Cause I refuse to sucumb
to feeling so numb
I am not satisfied with what this has become.
There must be something here worth fighting for.
Could this be just what I need to feel alive again?
And free like I have a breath inside?
its been forever since I've let someone
mean this much to me,
to me.
I wanna touch
I wanna kiss
I wanna touch
I wanna kiss
I wanna touch
I wanna kiss
I wanna touch
I wanna kiss
I wanna touch
I wanna kiss
Could this be just what I need to feel alive again?
And free like I have a breath inside,
Its been forever since I've let someone
mean this much to me,
to me!
I don't remember anyone dying leaving you to run my life
what's this trip running through your head, you're not a mom a pop or even a wife
go ahead and impress the clowns, you're in a circle of babbling sheep
I see you talking to a friend of yours, was it by chance you were looking at me
You should go away
And take your judgment with you because you decide for you, and I decide for me
Go back to your glittering discos, and take your judgment with you
I think I could understand if you were God up in heaven above
But you're just a goon I try to ignore, you're the hawk that killed the dove
Just why are you so concerned with what goes on, is it really a sin?
I look at you and I say to myself, how could you be from the valley within.
Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha
Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha
Honey, we could be in Kansas
By time the snow begins to thaw.
They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn
They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn
But you wouldn't know it by me
Every day's been darkness since you been gone.
Little rooster crowin', there must be something on his
mind
Little rooster crowin', there must be something on his
mind
Well, I feel just like that rooster
Honey, ya treat me so unkind.
The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
Well, the birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so
exposed
Well now, I ain't got any matches
And the station doors are closed.
Well, I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail
fall from above
Well, I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail
fall from above
Well, you know I even outran the hound dogs
Honey, you know I've earned your love.
Look at the sun sinkin' like a ship
Look at the sun sinkin' like a ship
Ain't that just like my heart, babe
When you kissed my lips?
Just watch the wrecking balls
Razing last year's crown
Burning bright like the best of falls
And so audible the sound
Just watch and watch
Stare and stare
Shed a tear and pretend to care
Oh to care
Shoved you face down in the muck
They said goodbye but not good luck
Oh just for a dime
I'd be obliged to watch you waste my time
My time
These statues they don't mean a thing
Your voice is gold my love
Please sing
My monuments they go unseen
I built them up just to see you dream
Oh just to see you dream
To see you dream
All rivers to the sea
And all roads back to me
Still just for a dime
I'd be obliged to watch you waste my time
My time
These statues they don't mean a thing
Your voice is gold my love
Please sing
My monuments they go unseen
I built them up just to see you dream
Oh just to see you dream