FebMusMo #7
I’m looking for a reason to write and I’m hoping this will help get me started. Maybe not tonight, but at some point…
FebMusMo #7 – What song brings tears to your eyes? Feels Like Home ~ Randy Newman
There was a radio show a few years back where Randy Newman sang this piece live for the show. None of the studio recordings done by cover artists or Randy himself has been able to match that live performance. Hence I’m not posting a link to a video or anything, because those versions make me cringe. The live radio version makes me cry every time I hear it. The first time I heard this song I had two images flash through my head, and ever since then those images always come back to mind. The first image was of me in a beautiful wedding dress dancing with the man of my dreams on our wedding day. Initially, the guy was Rob aka Newfie. Now the man is faceless. I’m happy, I’m home. The second image is the one that eventually came true. It was of me sitting on the floor, crying uncontrollably. The man in the first image had broken my heart and left me… well, homeless in a sense. Rob did break my heart just when I thought it might be safe to open up and believe I had found my home. So this song reminds me of both possibilities coming true. Perhaps I’ll find that someone and remember what home really feels like. Perhaps I’ll live alone, constantly wandering and mourning that which I’ve lost and will never have. I don’t know. But this song always brings a tear to my eye if I’m not consciously fighting against it.
Something in your eyes
Makes me wanna lose myself
Makes me wanna lose myself
In your arms.
There’s something in your voice
Makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts
The rest of my life.
If you knew how lonely my life has been
And how low I’ve felt so long.
If you knew how I wanted someone to come along
And change my life the way you’ve done.
Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I’m on the way back
Where I come from.
Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I’m on the way back
Where I belong.
A window breaks
Down a long dark street
And a siren wails in the night.
But I’m all right
‘Cause I have you here with me
And I can almost see
Through the dark there’s light.
If you knew how much this moment means to me
And how long I’ve waited for your touch.
If you knew how happy you are making me.
I never thought I’d love anyone so much.
Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I’m on the way back to where I come from.
Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I’m on the way back where I belong.
Feels like I’m on the way back where I belong.
No its not, but 50 years ago, you had to speak English to become a citizen, my Grandmother was denied twice because she didnt speak it clear enough.
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And believe it or not, I looked at it the same way you seem to when I lived in Wisconsin, I had no problem with spanish speaking people, because all the ones I encountered kept to themselves. I got the view I have after losing a job because I couldnt follow proceedures because no one told me them, in english anyway. So I have looked at it in more then one way, and right now, this is howI feel.
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That’s sad. I hope you find some happiness. Music is so powerful, the influence is has over us is insane. I’m new to OD and just looking around tryin to find people I hope you don’t mind me just butting in randomly and leaving a note. C
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Reply: Yeah I do play. I’m not the greatest and it’s mostly self taught. My boyfriend is the one that is a genius at such things, He sings, plays the keys, guitar, and drums. It’s such a nice way to escape though, letting the music flow through your fingers. 🙂 thanks for noting me back. I’m not really sure how all this works. C
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RYN: He is like a back up for two different bands right now. He is trying to get his own started but it’s a long process
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