LOVE JUST WALKS AWAY

Love Just Walks Away
LOVE JUST WALKS AWAY

Lyrics

LOVE JUST WALKS AWAY

I can be the, you can be the
We can be the victims of the
Apathy that comes around
To kill a love eventually
Used to be a part of me
That wanted to be here with you forever
Now we stand around
And find it’s hard to even talk about the weather
As love just walks away

I can be the, you can be the
We can be the ones who go
Never gonna mend it
Might as well just start to let it go
Take a look around
And pretty soon you think you’ve found
A grass that’s greener
Take a little nibble and convince yourself
It’s just a misdemeanor
As love just walks away

We don’t know why
We don’t know where
But we know when love just walks away
Some might not care
Some might despair
But we know when love just walks away

I can be the, you can be the
We can be the ones who see
Both of us are innocent
Love can take the guilty plea
Talks so damn convincingly
Telling us there’d never be another
Then one day you wake up, look into your heart
And you discover
Some love just walks away

We don’t know why
We don’t know where
But we know when love just walks away
Some might not care
Some might despair
But we know when love just walks away

Pistol in my pocket used to be so hard
Crawling through the passion with you yard by yard
Now it’s just a memory
Distant piece of history forgotten
Nothing left to salvage when the ship is going down
And you hit bottom
As love just walks away

We don’t know why
We don’t know where
But we know when love just walks away
Some might not care
Some might despair
But we know when love just walks away

Used to be a part of me
That wanted to be here with you forever
Now we stand around
And find it’s hard to even talk about the weather
As love just walks away

We don’t know why
We don’t know where
But we know when love just walks away
Some might not care
Some might despair
But we know when love just walks away
We don’t know why
But we know when love walks away

©2014 Van Clayton Powel

COUNTRY MUSIC SONG TITLES by Nelson DeMille

From Nelson DeMille’s book Up Country, which has absolutely nothing to do with country music:
country music song titles

“Get Your Tongue Outta My Mouth ‘Cause I’m Kissing You Goodbye”

“How Can I Miss You If You Won’t Go Away”

“She’s Out Doin’ What I’m Here Doin’ Without”

“I’m So Miserable Without You It’s Like Havin’ You Here”

Song video #2: BILLY (He's Red-Lining)

A friend was living a pretty intense life. This was for him. (Lyrics below the video.)

BILLY (HE’S RED-LINING)

Burning down the highway on a good-looking Harley
Running from a lover’s goodbye
Leaning on the corners like he leaned on his lady
Leaning ‘til the sparks are flying
Tattoo on his arm is of the Reaper waiting
Waiting for somebody to cry
Oh no, Billy don’t care if he dies

He’s red-lining (Oh yeah, but he’s running free)
Red-lining (Never be what you want him to be)
He’s red-lining (Right out of control)

Pulling on the throttle ‘til he can’t hear the voices
Screaming at him, burning inside
Everybody wondering what happened to Billy
He used to be his Momma’s pride
But all he got at school was a major in dealing
Good lays and a kilo of lies
Oh yeah, Billy’s a king of disguise

He’s red-lining (Oh yeah, but he’s running free)
Red-lining (Never be what you want him to be)
He’s red-lining (Right out of control)

Billy hit the corner with the wind in his helmet
Screaming out a final farewell
Demon underneath him at a hundred and twenty
Carried Billy right into hell
Nobody’d believed he’d ever make it to thirty
Many thought he’d die any day
And oh yeah, Billy he’d liked it that way

He’s red-lining (Oh yeah, but he’s running free)
Red-lining (Never be what you want him to be)
He’s red-lining (Right out of control)

© Van Clayton Powel

NEIL YOUNG … OILSANDS … GREED, etc.

Neil Young is stirring up quite a fuss in Canada.

Seems he’s got the gall to criticize Canada’s oilsands. And much as we Canadians like to criticize other countries (Hello, America!), we don’t take too kindly to folks calling us out.

Especially if it’s a ‘fellow’ Canadian who happens to be living elsewhere these days. Ah well, growing pains. As in, Canada trying to grow up.

Just as much greed in this country as elsewhere. Maybe more under the Harper regime. And on that note, a video by Jor Jor Well. Lyrics below.

JUST COUNT YOUR COIN

We are the victims of your point of view
You think the world was put here just for you
You deal in cash and you manipulate
The devil helps you navigate

Sell your bombs, put your landmines under children’s feet
Cut the old growth forests down
Pump the oil from the tar sands, poison every creek
Don’t let your conscience rejoin, just count your coin

Find the island we call paradise
Build your house and say it’s mighty nice
Then one year later stand and make your speech
Announcing strip malls on the beach

Buy all the water, make us pay to take a drink
Claim all the seeds from Nature’s womb
Advertise to our children, tell them what to think
Don’t let your conscience rejoin, just count your coin

I remember times of innocence
When our minds were not for sale
Yes, I remember times of innocence
But we’ve let heaven go to hell, yes go to hell

Pump all the oil from the tar sands, poison every creek
Dig your holes deep in Native ground
Tear up the treaties, let your lawyers have a feast
Don’t let your conscience rejoin, just count your coin

Yes, I remember times of innocence
When our souls were not for sale
Yes, I remember times of innocence
But we’ve let heaven go to hell, yes go to hell

Take a pill that says it’s time for sex
Take another ‘cause your life’s a mess
Be a victim of their point of view
Don’t stand up and shout, “Hey, you!”

“Take your bombs and shove them where the sun don’t shine
Leave those goddamn trees alone
You can have your piece but this world’s also mine
Stop acting like you were just born to count your coin”

"THE CONCERT" – great piece of music

Final piece of music in the French movie The Concert (Le Concert) – Tchaikovsky’s Violin Concerto In D, performed by Sarah Nemtanu with the Budapest Symphony Orchestra. Now there’s another time it would have been great to be in the audience.

(Some consider Jascha Heifetz to have been the master at this piece. You can see his version here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kFaq9kTlcaY)