The death of a loved one takes a lot out of us. A floodgate of thoughts and emotions open in all corners and we can’t help but fail to comprehend what we think and how we feel. Despite wishing we never have to deal with it, death is a fact of life. Whether it’s all […]
Losing someone goes beyond feeling overwhelmed. In fact, there’s not quite a certain word to describe what it feels like to have someone near and dear to you pass away, at times all too soon.
People cope with death differently. Others write letters or poems to the departed while some dedicate songs. Music truly is a powerful thing. It evokes emotions and expresses how we feel when we are at a loss for words. That’s why countless funerals and tributes include songs in their services. There are countless funeral songs […]
The death of a loved one is the single most difficult experience everyone goes through. Whether it has been anticipated or came as a shocking surprise, it is truly unlike any other ordeal.
Green Day may be one of those bands that does not hold real stellar promise due to its defined genre (punk rock), which proudly considers itself apart from the popular mainstream. But this band has written songs that took their prestige to a whole new level. These songs are no doubt going to be timeless […]
Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes Five hundred twenty five thousand moments, oh dear Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes How do you measure, measure a year?
“When I’m feeling weak And my pain walks down a one way street I look above And I know I’ll always be blessed with love”
Love Me by Collin Raye I read a note my Grandma wrote back in 1923 Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me He said, “Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago, Grandma’s daddy didn’t like me none, but I love your Grandma so.
Little Willow by Paul McCartney Bend, little willow, wind’s gonna blow you Hard and cold tonight Life, as it happens, nobody warns you Willow, hold on tight
“Every Grain Of Sand” In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There’s a dying voice within me reaching out somewhere Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair.
