Thursday, February 16, 2012

now I like some music

Rick Springfield (my idol) has worked with Dave Grohl of Foo Fighters and his producer Butch Vig (who FF thanked graciously in his Grammy acceptance speech on Sunday) on a new song that will be out soon! Can't wait...

But, I also have found myself listening to more music. I do not hate current music. I just have to find what I like. And after finally really listening to Coldplay's 'Paradise'... I realized the lyrics hit home for me amazingly. This is me. I love it! (I do dream about it...)

Paradise - Coldplay - writers: WILLIAM CHAMPION, CHRISTOPHER ANTHONY JOHN MARTIN, JONATHAN MARK BUCKLAND, BRIAN ENO, GUY RUPERT BERRYMAN


When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
So she ran away in her sleep
Dreamed of para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Every time she closed her eyes
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh

When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
And the bullets catch in her teeth

Life goes on
It gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly
Every tear, a waterfall
In the night, the stormy night
She closed her eyes
In the night, the stormy night
Away she'd fly.

And dreamed of para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh

She dreamed of para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.

La la la La
La la la

So lying underneath those stormy skies.
She said oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.
I know the sun must set to rise.

This could be para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
This could be para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.

This could be para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Could be para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.

This could be para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Could be para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo
Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo

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