Here Without You - 3 Doors Down
 

Carlos Santana - The Healer (live)
 

Live from Watsonville High School Football Field - Watsonville, CA, 1989

Santana - Full Concert - 11/26/89 - Watsonville High School Football Field (OFFICIAL)
 

The Alchemy Between Us - Young Galaxy
 

Published on Mar 23, 2016


Tracy Chapman - Broken

You can close your eyes
And see a picture perfect life
Inside of your mind
Dreaming only of the days ahead
Wanted and wished for more than now
Or the days behind
You waste your time

The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken

You can never think
You can't even stop yourself
Before the words have been spoken
And you've already said
You would give everything
And something for nothing
Everybody thinks you're joking

The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken

You want to be the one
Made over be your own
Before and after
And a supermarket
Beauty in a bottle queen
Who'll one day grace a check-out counter
Magazine front cover
Though the fine print reads

The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken

Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Broken
Broken

When your life is never what you wanted
Not even halfway normal
Just tarnished and soiled
When in your reach
A framed and frozen moment
So far from perfection
Not truth or transcendence
Will set you free
Still you don't believe

The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
Published on Mar 23, 2016


Tracy Chapman - Broken

You can close your eyes
And see a picture perfect life
Inside of your mind
Dreaming only of the days ahead
Wanted and wished for more than now
Or the days behind
You waste your time

The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken

You can never think
You can't even stop yourself
Before the words have been spoken
And you've already said
You would give everything
And something for nothing
Everybody thinks you're joking

The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken

You want to be the one
Made over be your own
Before and after
And a supermarket
Beauty in a bottle queen
Who'll one day grace a check-out counter
Magazine front cover
Though the fine print reads

The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken

Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Broken
Broken

When your life is never what you wanted
Not even halfway normal
Just tarnished and soiled
When in your reach
A framed and frozen moment
So far from perfection
Not truth or transcendence
Will set you free
Still you don't believe

The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken

Troye Sivan
 

Lee Morgan - Search for the New Land, 1964 (Full LP)
 

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Escape Everything | A Chill Mix
 

Alan Jackson - Remember When
 

A Slovenian choir covers my favorite "Brazilian" song. A tiny country in SE Europe brings the soul. I'd better hear some version on Friday.

A few years ago, I joked to a Brazilian friend that I thought a great idea would be to have Pele kick a soccer ball into the cauldron, lighting it. He's definitely the most well-known Brazilian to the rest of the world, even if you don't know anything about soccer. If that actually happens, I'll scream with laughter, but I do expect him to appear somewhere.