Donderdag 27 juli 2023
In sweet memory brave girl ...Sinead O'Connor - Something Beautiful
In sweet memory brave girl ...Sinead O'Connor - Something Beautiful
"Something Beautiful"
I wanna make
I wanna make
Something beautiful
Something beautiful
For you and from you
For you and from you
To show you
To show you
To show you
To show you
I adore you
I adore you
Oh you
Oh you
And your journey
And your journey
Toward me
Toward me
Which I see
Which I see
And I see
And I see
All you push through
All you push through
Mad for you
Mad for you
And because of you
And because of you
I couldn't thank you in ten thousand years
I couldn't thank you in ten thousand years
If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears
If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears
Ah but you know the soul and you know what makes it gold
Ah but you know the soul and you know what makes it gold
You who give life through blood
You who give life through blood
Oh I wanna make something
Oh I wanna make something
So lovely for you
So lovely for you
'Cus I promised that's what I'd do for you
'Cus I promised that's what I'd do for you
With the Bible I stole
With the Bible I stole
I know you forgave my soul
I know you forgave my soul
Because such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve
Because such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve
And I think we're agreed that it should have been free
And I think we're agreed that it should have been free
And you sang to me
And you sang to me
They dress the wounds of my poor people
They dress the wounds of my poor people
As though they're nothing
As though they're nothing
Saying "peace, peace"
Saying "peace, peace"
When there's no peace
When there's no peace
When there's no peace
When there's no peace
Now can a bride forget her jewels?
Now can a bride forget her jewels?
Or a maid her ornaments?
Or a maid her ornaments?
Yet my people forgotten me
Yet my people forgotten me
Days without number
Days without number
Days without number
Days without number
And in their want
And in their want
Oh in there want
Oh in there want
And in their want
And in their want
Who'll dress their wounds?
Who'll dress their wounds?
Who'll dress their wounds?
Who'll dress their wounds?
I wanna make
Something beautiful
Something beautiful
For you and from you
For you and from you
To show you
To show you
To show you
To show you
I adore you
I adore you
Oh you
Oh you
And your journey
And your journey
Toward me
Toward me
Which I see
Which I see
And I see
And I see
All you push through
All you push through
Mad for you
Mad for you
And because of you
And because of you
I couldn't thank you in ten thousand years
I couldn't thank you in ten thousand years
If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears
If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears
Ah but you know the soul and you know what makes it gold
Ah but you know the soul and you know what makes it gold
You who give life through blood
You who give life through blood
Oh I wanna make something
Oh I wanna make something
So lovely for you
So lovely for you
'Cus I promised that's what I'd do for you
'Cus I promised that's what I'd do for you
With the Bible I stole
With the Bible I stole
I know you forgave my soul
I know you forgave my soul
Because such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve
Because such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve
And I think we're agreed that it should have been free
And I think we're agreed that it should have been free
And you sang to me
And you sang to me
They dress the wounds of my poor people
They dress the wounds of my poor people
As though they're nothing
As though they're nothing
Saying "peace, peace"
Saying "peace, peace"
When there's no peace
When there's no peace
When there's no peace
When there's no peace
Now can a bride forget her jewels?
Now can a bride forget her jewels?
Or a maid her ornaments?
Or a maid her ornaments?
Yet my people forgotten me
Yet my people forgotten me
Days without number
Days without number
Days without number
Days without number
And in their want
And in their want
Oh in there want
Oh in there want
And in their want
And in their want
Who'll dress their wounds?
Who'll dress their wounds?
Who'll dress their wounds?
Who'll dress their wounds?
Sinead O'Connor
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