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Thursday, August 9, 2007
Music and emotion
Listen to Thomas Dolby and Natalie MacMaster http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/view/id/117
BLUE IS A RIVER
Like the heather on the hillside as they drove us from the Highlands
Like the iceflow from the Arctic where we landed in Newfoundland
There’s a colour to my sorrow, there’s a name for all this sadness
Like the ocean in between us, I am blue
Blue is a river, blue remembered
Blue water running clear
Blue like a planet to a spaceman
Blue river of my tears
So I came here to the city
Where the dream burns like a furnace
And I dazzled in these dark streets like a diamond in a coal face
Then the cold wind from the islands
Blew a storm cloud across the new moon
Like the gunsmoke above the houses in my home.
Blue is a river, blue remembered
Blue water running clear
Blue like a planet to a spaceman
Blue river of my tears
Blue river of my tears
BLUE IS A RIVER
Like the heather on the hillside as they drove us from the Highlands
Like the iceflow from the Arctic where we landed in Newfoundland
There’s a colour to my sorrow, there’s a name for all this sadness
Like the ocean in between us, I am blue
Blue is a river, blue remembered
Blue water running clear
Blue like a planet to a spaceman
Blue river of my tears
So I came here to the city
Where the dream burns like a furnace
And I dazzled in these dark streets like a diamond in a coal face
Then the cold wind from the islands
Blew a storm cloud across the new moon
Like the gunsmoke above the houses in my home.
Blue is a river, blue remembered
Blue water running clear
Blue like a planet to a spaceman
Blue river of my tears
Blue river of my tears
Monday, August 6, 2007
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