"Love Your Memory" & "Dead Flowers" - Miranda Lambert
There's something about a strong female voice and a simple instrument like a guitar or a piano that will never ever fail me. I wish I could say the same about you; about all of you that well...did. I know that some may ask, "What's the purpose of these songs if it would just break you down?" But for me breaking down is what helps me build again.
At first, I wanted to post something funny and lighthearted. I pulled up Miranda Lambert (who I call the "Britney" of Country) and listened to her new band, Pistol Annies' song, "Hell on Heels." I blogged about it briefly and hit publish without a second thought. I was about to call it quits when something told me to hold on.
I didn't know what that something was so I went back to make a few more edits and saved it onto my drafts. I know, I know let the music speak for itself, but it wasn't saying what I wanted it to say so I put it on time-out. I intentionally didn't want to take things so seriously, but suddenly the fun songs didn't seem to be much fun anymore.
As I skimmed through more of her videos, I realized I'm more of a Miranda than a Pistol Annie so I placed the latter on pause for a while longer to give Miranda a chance to fill this something that just wouldn't let well enough alone tonight.
Hmmm... this ain't the type you associate yourself with, but go ahead and give it a shot. Here, I'll even make it a double.
Lyrics:
I don't want to see you or feel you
I don't want to look into your eyes
I don't want to touch you or miss you
I just want to love your memory tonight
I can't handle all this pain
All we ever do is fight anyway
Why we even tried I haven't a clue
With hearts involved there's way too much to lose
I don't want to see you or feel you
I don't want to look into your eyes
I don't want to touch you or miss you
I just want to love your memory tonight
You were something else to look at
Your intentions they weren't' all bad
You tried to make me something I wasn't
Lord knows there ain't no future in all that
I don't want to see you or feel you
I don't want to look into your eyes
I don't want to touch you or miss you
I just want to love your memory tonight
Lyrics:
I feel like the flowers in this vase
He just brought em' home one day
"Ain't they beautiful," he said
They've been here in the kitchen
and the water's turnin' grey
They're sittin' in the vase
but now they're dead
Dead flowers
I feel like this long string of lights
They lit up our whole house on Christmas day
But now it's January
and the bulbs have all burned out
But still they hang
Like dead flowers
He ain't feelin' anything
My love, my hurt, or the
sting of this rain
I'm livin' in a hurricane
All he can say is
"Man ain't it such a nice day"
Yeah, Yeah
I feel like the tires on this car
They said we won't go far
but we're still rollin'
I look in the rear view
and I see dead flowers in the yard
and that string of lights
But and it ain't glowin'
Like dead flowers
Like dead flowers
He ain't feelin' anything
My love, my hurt, or the
sting of this rain
I'm drivin' through a hurricane
All he can say is
"Man ain't it such a nice day"
Hey, hey I guess we'll just
go to waste, like dead flower
Like dead flowers
Dead flowers
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http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/mirandalambert/deadflowers.html
There's something about a strong female voice and a simple instrument like a guitar or a piano that will never ever fail me. I wish I could say the same about you; about all of you that well...did. I know that some may ask, "What's the purpose of these songs if it would just break you down?" But for me breaking down is what helps me build again.
At first, I wanted to post something funny and lighthearted. I pulled up Miranda Lambert (who I call the "Britney" of Country) and listened to her new band, Pistol Annies' song, "Hell on Heels." I blogged about it briefly and hit publish without a second thought. I was about to call it quits when something told me to hold on.
I didn't know what that something was so I went back to make a few more edits and saved it onto my drafts. I know, I know let the music speak for itself, but it wasn't saying what I wanted it to say so I put it on time-out. I intentionally didn't want to take things so seriously, but suddenly the fun songs didn't seem to be much fun anymore.
As I skimmed through more of her videos, I realized I'm more of a Miranda than a Pistol Annie so I placed the latter on pause for a while longer to give Miranda a chance to fill this something that just wouldn't let well enough alone tonight.
Hmmm... this ain't the type you associate yourself with, but go ahead and give it a shot. Here, I'll even make it a double.
Lyrics:
I don't want to see you or feel you
I don't want to look into your eyes
I don't want to touch you or miss you
I just want to love your memory tonight
I can't handle all this pain
All we ever do is fight anyway
Why we even tried I haven't a clue
With hearts involved there's way too much to lose
I don't want to see you or feel you
I don't want to look into your eyes
I don't want to touch you or miss you
I just want to love your memory tonight
You were something else to look at
Your intentions they weren't' all bad
You tried to make me something I wasn't
Lord knows there ain't no future in all that
I don't want to see you or feel you
I don't want to look into your eyes
I don't want to touch you or miss you
I just want to love your memory tonight
Lyrics:
I feel like the flowers in this vase
He just brought em' home one day
"Ain't they beautiful," he said
They've been here in the kitchen
and the water's turnin' grey
They're sittin' in the vase
but now they're dead
Dead flowers
I feel like this long string of lights
They lit up our whole house on Christmas day
But now it's January
and the bulbs have all burned out
But still they hang
Like dead flowers
He ain't feelin' anything
My love, my hurt, or the
sting of this rain
I'm livin' in a hurricane
All he can say is
"Man ain't it such a nice day"
Yeah, Yeah
I feel like the tires on this car
They said we won't go far
but we're still rollin'
I look in the rear view
and I see dead flowers in the yard
and that string of lights
But and it ain't glowin'
Like dead flowers
Like dead flowers
He ain't feelin' anything
My love, my hurt, or the
sting of this rain
I'm drivin' through a hurricane
All he can say is
"Man ain't it such a nice day"
Hey, hey I guess we'll just
go to waste, like dead flower
Like dead flowers
Dead flowers
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/mirandalambert/loveyourmemory.html http://imageworldblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/miranda-lambert-wiki-photos.html
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/mirandalambert/deadflowers.html
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