Gave this album a listen after several months absence. I forgot how epicly good it is. It's because Norah's usually soft and gentle and her musics usually pretty laid back. LBH still has that kind of edge but there's a definite undercurrent of electricity that's irresistible. Woefully underappreciated album.
Lyrics Good morning My thoughts on leaving are back on the table I thought you should know And maybe powerful actions Or powerful feelings Will keep me from going I’m folding my hand, hand I’m folding my hand, hand Good morning Why did you do it? I couldn't sleep I knew you were gone Our loving is all I was after But you couldn't give it So I'm moving on I'm folding my hand, hand I'm folding my hand, hand
Yes it was changing like crazy n still through it all We some how seem to muddle through? Nn cum out la other side refreshed is found only in it all of Eve'rything. Sorry lass.HugsB
Paul...this is Practical Everyday Mysticism 401, the opposite of the Practical Atheism 501 all around us in this day and age. Thank you for using music to make us do the work and really making us think. Thank you for reminding us the journey is miraculous.
shame this has so much backing track, in an attempt to make it sound like the record, i would prefer it more live, you can barely hear the instruments you see on screen.
it amazes me that he even attempts to play a song like this live. i always assumed this was a song strictly for the studio but i was very wrong. He uses another mic for the vocal effects like Thom Yorke did when Radiohead played Kid A live in 2014. Gotye is brilliant.
I never told you about the summer Everyday was changing Only photographs But life goes on In your mind so warm Out on my own now And I like the way it feels You couldn't come through And I'm too far gone After the fall Do you still want it all? You never told me about the winter Everyday was changing But I remember But life went on In my mind so cold Out on your own now Do you like the way it feels? Didn't I come through? You were too far gone After the fall I still want it all