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  • July 24, 2017

    LYRICS, POETRY AND PROSE XVII

    A place to share some words of beauty, inspiration, and fun.

    “Love doesn’t always conquer all, but sometimes lovers do.” That was a toast by my pal Larry LaRue on the occasion of my marriage to Miss. Carmela Castorina almost 23 years ago. Mr. LaRue was correct. Love does not always conquer all, but without it, life tends to be barren and cold. Today we have three songs that celebrate life and the power of love. We hope you enjoy. Click on the name of the piece to get a video or more information.

    Some hang on to “used to be”
    Live their lives, looking behind
    All we have is here and now
    All our life, out there to find

    The road is long, there are mountains in our way,
    But we climb them a step every day

    Love lift us up where we belong
    Where the eagles cry on a mountain high
    Love lift us up where we belong
    Far from the world we know, up where the clear winds blow

    Love Lifted Us Up Where We Belong Singers: Joe Cocker and Jennifer Warnes; Writers: Jack Nitzsche, Buffy Sainte-Marie, and Will Jennings

    Did I ever tell you you’re my hero?
    You’re everything, everything I wish I could be.
    Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
    For you are the wind beneath my wings,
    ’cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

    You Are the Wind Beneath My Wings Singer: Bette Midler; Writers: Jeff Silbar and Larry Henley

    Some say love, it is a river, that drowns the tender reed
    Some say love, it is a razor, that leaves your soul to bleed
    Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need
    I say love, it is a flower, and you, its only seed

    It’s the heart afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance
    It’s the dream afraid of waking, that never takes the chance
    It’s the one who won’t be taken, who cannot seem to give
    And the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live

    When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
    And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
    Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow
    Lies the seed, that with the sun’s love, in the spring becomes the rose.

    The Rose Singers: Bette Midler and Wynonna Judd; Writer: Amanda McBroom