#our songs

[mikefrawley]

Our Songs

This year the year we stayed too long and fell into someone else's song yet what I'd so much rather do would be to sing our songs for you songs to greet the morning light more to kiss then sing goodnight needing neither rhyme nor reason as one greeting each new season with words of love to last forever for hearts time could never sever then the sky sang we were through leaving each alone without a clue to wander lost both broken hearted as one by one our songs departed tonight tears fall from a distant star and I'm left to ask only where you are

[mothalas]

death by a thousand cuts goes so hard for what reason

[thisblogwilleatourselves]

Made this Happy Tree Friends / Flippy/Fliqpy Song

(v wrote the lyrics and used ai to make the sing)

Winding the serpentine smooth

A dainty trail evokes no gloom

In the air, follow a trail

Soon hit by a heavy hail

The atmospheric fail

To maintain peace in the doom

Crouch low to the ground

Make yourself sparse

Don’t wanna be found

The punishment harsh

Whether through nature or will

It’s coming for you just over the hill

Your best friend or the uncaring tilt

Of your reality going off the hilt

Take cover, defend against debris

The threat is beyond countable degrees

It knows your address and severity

Storm knocking at your cam security

Bring on the grand spectacle, the show

Parades in auditorium adornments

Cruelty’s a game in your audience

It’s your personal performance

The lead actor has amnesia

The director’s forgotten the script

The calamity claws further insists

No one need instruct disastrous fix

Take a hit, revisit

A crime trail

Tracked in an alternative district

Most wanted, no pinning tails

Oh no, it’s happening again

You can see the strings fastening

Invisible chains lead you astray

This fatalistic familiar dismay

Things don’t insist

Nothing pursues

Nothing to do

Fate ending in glory’s view

Sanguine splatters onto fragile snow

The crash rings out into holes

Filled with mutilate

You once called whole

You trip over a wire

Watching you take fire

In your fight with the flame

the flight with the flame

Rope bridges cut and bound

Watching you take fire

In your fight with the flame

Ruin falls upon your blame

Rope up bridges cut and bound

Threads bend and frown

The ridge you stand upon

Is falling down unbound

Always on the periphery of eyes

Can’t resist your realm of lies

You’ll rise just to sink to demise

Return to the blank slated premise

Bring on the grand spectacle

Parades in auditory offer us up

the flame ruin falls upon your blame

Bring on the grand spectacle

Parades in auditory offer us up

the flame in cruetly unbound

Always on the periphery of eyes

Can’t resist your realm of lies

You’ll rise just to sink to demise

Return to the blank slated premise

[fidjiefidjie]

Bon Matin ❤️ 🆕️ 👋 ❤️

Anastacia 🎶 Now Or Never

(Our Songs)

[nerdieforpedro]

Canta para mi (You sing for me)

Nuestras Canciones (Our Songs)

Santiago Garcia x Amalia (plus size OFC)

Main Masterlist / Santiago Garcia Masterlist

Fic is teens and up. My entire blog is 18+ MDNI

Word Count: 593

Summary: A night like many Amalia shares with her husband Santiago. They intertwine with each other. Her voice explains her love for him.

Warnings: None - just domestic fluff

Notes: I promised it would get sweeter, it is with a tinge of melancholy. ☺️

Though she couldn't play an instrument, Amalia used her voice. Daily. It changed depending on whoever she spoke to and what the subject matter was. 

Soft. Stern. Curious. Kind. Jovial, sullen, compassionate, alluring, indifferent.

“So many things you do with it all day. Forget all that! Come! Let’s sing!” Santiago had told her, wrapping his hands around his wife’s ample hips in the living room and leading her to dance to one of her favorites Stevie Wonder “As.” She laughed and called him ‘loco’ to which he replied “You love it querida!” And nuzzled his bushy beard into the nape of her neck, causing her to giggle. The pair floated around the room laughing and singing to a playlist Santi had set up for her on tough days. The speaker would blast the music throughout the house.

When their dances would end or they’d just get tired enough, they’d sit on the couch and cuddle into one another. Sometimes Santiago would remain the big spoon and other times Amalia’s legs would be spread so Pope could lay his back against his wife's soft belly and breasts. She’d mingle her fingers in his curls as another hand made small circles over his chest. They would remain connected like this for a few hours. If one of them drifted off to sleep, it was the other’s responsibility to wake them and get them to bed.

On one such night, Amalia’s hand was strumming her husband’s chest as she played with his salt and pepper curls. Their color had changed but not their silken texture. “I thought of something for you Santi. Escucha por favor (Listen please).” Pope remained silent as he heard his wife's voice ring out into the room.

My strong anchor when I feel adrift

Kind words when I arrive

Beaming laughter teasing me

Even when I was scared of myself

You held onto me

Never let me go

Forever etched in memory

The day you said you’d never leave

You’ve wiped so many of my tears

I hope I’ve been a balm to your aches

Brought clarity to your muddled waters

Mi esposo Mi corázon Mi vida (My husband, my heart, my everything)

Te amo Santiago (I love you Santiago)

He had closed his eyes while he listened to her voice. It was clear she had worked on it and it wasn’t a spur of the moment song. That made it all the more special. His wife had written a song for him, something only his like she was. Santiago hadn’t realized that his beard was a little wet from his tears. He only knew when he removed his glasses to rub his eyes. Amalia placed both her hands on her husband’s chest and kissed his forehead, his bountiful curls tickling her chin. “Let go Santiago. It’s just you and me. I’m here with you. You’re safe, you’re home.” Quiet sobs of Amalia’s husband now filled the room where there had been music. She let him continue until he fell asleep, remaining with him until the sun rose the next morning. 

“One night of uncomfortable sleep is plenty to give him for what he’s given me.” Amalia told herself when she woke in the morning. Pope’s eyes were puffy but had a subtle glow to them. He was already awake and handed her coffee prepared as she liked it.

“Even after all these years you still surprise me cariño. You’ll sing to me another night won’t you?” Amalia nodded and took her first sip of the day. Bold. Rich. Sweet. Creamy. Warm.

Previous: Verse One

Next: Verse Three

Santi's Peaches 🍑: @for-a-longlongtime @legendary-pink-dot @maggiemayhemnj @morallyinept @megamindsecretlair @pedritapascal @rhoorl @dameron-grant-spector @pamasaur @sin-djarin @i-own-loki @soft-persephone @soft-girl-musings @readingiskeepingmegoing @saturn-rings-writes @yorksgirl @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin @musings-of-a-rose

[mias-playground]

Next - Wifey

🤎 I said “Yes” 💕💋

✴️ Our Relationship

[betty-talks]

I’m cancelling Taylor Swift

Tell me why she decided to wait until the night my sisters best friend went to the show to play literally a mashup for each of us. I swear to god she did that shit on purpose

Ootw x ayhtdws. Those are both in my top 10 Taylor songs of all time. Ayhtdws is my #3

Mirrorball x guilty as sin. My sister was almost in tears. Those are both her top 10 too.

Like what

[k8mosss]

[mr-orange505]

[danbenzvi]

On The Jukebox: Anastacia - "Our Songs (Gold Deluxe Edition)"

Something I was not aware of when I listened to the original version of this album: this is a covers album (yes, the title "Our Songs" should have tipped me off, shush). Specifically, these are all songs by German singers or bands, often originally in German. As Anastacia does not sing in German, the songs that were originally in German have been translated. With that in mind, here's the tracklist:

"Best Days" (originally performed as "Tage Wie Diese" by Die Toten Hosen)

"Now Or Never" (originally performed as "An Guten Tagen" by Johannes Oerding)

"Beautiful" (originally performed as "Wie Schon Du Bist" by Sarah Connor)

"Still Loving You" (originally performed by Scorpions)

"Monsoon" (originally performed as "Durch Den Monsun" by Tokio Hotel although it is possible Anastacia is covering the version of the song that Tokio Hotel did in English)

"Born To Live" (originally performed as "Geboren Um Zu Leben" by Unheilig)

"Cello" (originally performed in German by Udo Lindenberg)

"Just You (featuring Peter Maffay)" (originally performed as "So Bist Du" by Peter Maffay)

"Symphony" (originally performed as "Symphonie" by Silbermond)

"Supergirl" (originally performed in German by Reamonn)

"Forever Young" (originally performed by Alphaville)

"An Angel" (originally performed by The Kelly Family)

"Highs & Lows" (originally performed by Michael Schulte)

"Control" (originally performed by Zoe Wees)

"Rooftop" (originally performed by Nico Santos)

[mikefrawley]

2023

2023 the year we stayed too long wound up in someone else's song oh but what I'd so much rather do would be to sing our songs for you yet now two hearts have died alone both grown cold and hard as stone and now there's nothing left to tell save I miss you and I wish you well

[im-outta-love]

ANASTACIA - HIGHS & LOWS (Lyric Video)

Anastacia's new single, released to promote her upcoming Golden(deluxe) edition of her 8th studio album Our Songs ! now available to listen to on all major streaming platforms🧡

[pigeonneaux]

@enfoutreur-du-futur

‘The only thing that I ask, love me mercilessly’

Okay so I may or may not make this a mini comic but for now I’m giving you this just in case the motivation for a comic wears off

[ronanxing]

harana

[gemstarb]

Watch "Anastacia - Our Songs (Full Album)" on YouTube

[dwgif]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MATT SMITH 28 OCT