Up There, Ten Feet High
As dictated by Faranza Syns
Ideal World - Andrea Corr
Jeanie marries when she's 21,
She has a baby one year on
And every year that's the way that life goes
Lost herself in domesticity
A cleaning, feeding entity
She can't recall what she was before
In an ideal world kids would keep their rooms tidy
In an ideal world he'd be home from his work on time
And in the morning I could lie in
Johnny signs his share of autographs
For all the people he makes laugh
And he walks home to an empty flat
Does his best to fight the silence
Late night TV vicodens
He can't forget what he had before
In an ideal world she would still think I'm funny
In an ideal world she'd be waiting in bed for me
And in the morning we could lie in
In an ideal world
Molly's sitting in a waiting room
The top doctor will see her soon
In the body nature gave her
Worried if she'll ever wake up
Wondering if she's better off
Why can't she be what she was before?
In an ideal world he would still think I'm pretty
In an ideal world he would only want bed with me
And in the morning we could lie in
In an ideal world you would make a decision
In an ideal world you'd be making a home for me
And in the morning we could lie in
Sunday mornings we could lie in
I never realised how poignant yet bitterly true the lyrics are. I suppose if you took time to listen, you'll realise.
When I first downloaded the album (yes, I'm not that supportive, but I doubt Malaysia had her album when I needed it pronto) I was quite... disappointed at how Andrea's music came out. Granted, I loved the way she sounded when she was in The Corrs. Of course, I loved Jim, Sharon and Caroline (she has the same birthday as me! *beams*) with Andrea.
When they were The Corrs, they sounded so... oh god, don't let me start. I'll keep ranting, and raving about their sound till forever has come and gone. "Borrowed Heaven" was exceptionally well-done too. Their sound changed a little, but they still sounded like "the Corrs".
Then, they decided to take a backseat from the music scene after their last album "Home".
Yes, I defended their actions to my similarly Corr-besotted sister. They wanted to focus on family, so we can't barely stop them, can we? But at the same time, I couldn't help but feel like throttling Jim, Sharon, Andrea and (I'm sorry about this) Caroline for deciding to retreat.
Then, out of the blue, I heard that Andrea was working on an album.
*cue: euphoric scream*
Ten Feet High
When I first heard the song Ten Feet High, I played it ten thousand times on my mp3 player till I fell asleep, the song in my head. If I wake up at night, I ended up reciting the lyrics just so I wouldn't forget.
Freaky, but fun. And so like me to go gaga over a Corr.
But when I finally listened to the whole album... well...
A year ago:
Yes, basically, that was what happened approximately a year ago when the album was released and I got a download in.
Then, a few months ago, I got on YouTube. Since I was on a humdrum mood, I searched videos on Andrea Corr.
BAMM! Videos of her doing an accoustic recording for some songs in Ten Feet High.
Silly me, no wonder the songs didn't sound as nice. She's more in her element when it's accoustic.
God, her voice is so rich.
Then, I heard the song "24 Hours". I went "awww... how could I have missed that song?"
And so, I went through her whole album again.
Must say, I don't mind the Corrs taking a backseat now.
Andrea (though as not as wholesome as she claims to be) will do just fine, I think.
Just fine.
"Shame On You" was a particular favourite of mine. I couldn't help but want to dedicate the song to Bush. Pity, I don't think he listens to the radio.
Shame on You (To Keep My Love From Me)
You left me thinking what a bore,
I'm always stuck inside,
I've got a feeling there is more,
And i've been left behind,
A lot of pain a lot of noise,
That these four walls hide,
Happy faces go to war,
And dance upon the mines.
Come on, come join, come join, come join us,
You're better young, come join us,
You, be a man,
Come join, come join us,
You're big and strong,
Come join us.
You planted me in forgein ground,
A pen within a hand,
At least I am'nt on my own,
In hell I have a friend,
And though I fight a sinner's shame,
It isn't my crusade,
Dirty faces in a war,
Asleep in open graves.
Come on, come join, come join, come join us,
You're better young,
Come join us
You, be a man, come join, come join us,
You're big and strong,
Come join us.
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you
To keep my love from me
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you
To keep my love from me
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you
To keep my love from me
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you
To keep my love from me.
Close your eyes to see it
Lock your heart to feel it
Change his name to number
But he's somebody's child.
Yes. Shame on you.
I don't wanna lie, saying it's alright,
Staring at the walls round our lives,
They were ten feet high.
No, I'm not dumb.
Jeanie marries when she's 21,
She has a baby one year on
And every year that's the way that life goes
Lost herself in domesticity
A cleaning, feeding entity
She can't recall what she was before
In an ideal world kids would keep their rooms tidy
In an ideal world he'd be home from his work on time
And in the morning I could lie in
Johnny signs his share of autographs
For all the people he makes laugh
And he walks home to an empty flat
Does his best to fight the silence
Late night TV vicodens
He can't forget what he had before
In an ideal world she would still think I'm funny
In an ideal world she'd be waiting in bed for me
And in the morning we could lie in
In an ideal world
Molly's sitting in a waiting room
The top doctor will see her soon
In the body nature gave her
Worried if she'll ever wake up
Wondering if she's better off
Why can't she be what she was before?
In an ideal world he would still think I'm pretty
In an ideal world he would only want bed with me
And in the morning we could lie in
In an ideal world you would make a decision
In an ideal world you'd be making a home for me
And in the morning we could lie in
Sunday mornings we could lie in
I never realised how poignant yet bitterly true the lyrics are. I suppose if you took time to listen, you'll realise.
When I first downloaded the album (yes, I'm not that supportive, but I doubt Malaysia had her album when I needed it pronto) I was quite... disappointed at how Andrea's music came out. Granted, I loved the way she sounded when she was in The Corrs. Of course, I loved Jim, Sharon and Caroline (she has the same birthday as me! *beams*) with Andrea.
When they were The Corrs, they sounded so... oh god, don't let me start. I'll keep ranting, and raving about their sound till forever has come and gone. "Borrowed Heaven" was exceptionally well-done too. Their sound changed a little, but they still sounded like "the Corrs".
Then, they decided to take a backseat from the music scene after their last album "Home".
Yes, I defended their actions to my similarly Corr-besotted sister. They wanted to focus on family, so we can't barely stop them, can we? But at the same time, I couldn't help but feel like throttling Jim, Sharon, Andrea and (I'm sorry about this) Caroline for deciding to retreat.
Then, out of the blue, I heard that Andrea was working on an album.
*cue: euphoric scream*
Ten Feet High
When I first heard the song Ten Feet High, I played it ten thousand times on my mp3 player till I fell asleep, the song in my head. If I wake up at night, I ended up reciting the lyrics just so I wouldn't forget.
Freaky, but fun. And so like me to go gaga over a Corr.
But when I finally listened to the whole album... well...
A year ago:
*Opens .rar file of Ten Feet High*
Oooh, nice.
*Listens directly to Ten Feet High. Got all into it and started singing along*
*Randomly clicks on another song.*
*Deadpan*
Errr....
*Clicks on another song*
Hmmm....
*Clicks on yet another song.*
Oooh, finally, a nice one. (Stupidest Girl in The World)
*Clicks on another song*
*Gasp!* Shame On You (To Keep My Love From Me)! Omg! I love it!
*Clicks. Clicks. Clicks. Clicks.*
What the... no more nice songs?
Yes, basically, that was what happened approximately a year ago when the album was released and I got a download in.
Then, a few months ago, I got on YouTube. Since I was on a humdrum mood, I searched videos on Andrea Corr.
BAMM! Videos of her doing an accoustic recording for some songs in Ten Feet High.
Silly me, no wonder the songs didn't sound as nice. She's more in her element when it's accoustic.
God, her voice is so rich.
Then, I heard the song "24 Hours". I went "awww... how could I have missed that song?"
And so, I went through her whole album again.
Must say, I don't mind the Corrs taking a backseat now.
Andrea (though as not as wholesome as she claims to be) will do just fine, I think.
Just fine.
"Shame On You" was a particular favourite of mine. I couldn't help but want to dedicate the song to Bush. Pity, I don't think he listens to the radio.
Shame on You (To Keep My Love From Me)
You left me thinking what a bore,
I'm always stuck inside,
I've got a feeling there is more,
And i've been left behind,
A lot of pain a lot of noise,
That these four walls hide,
Happy faces go to war,
And dance upon the mines.
Come on, come join, come join, come join us,
You're better young, come join us,
You, be a man,
Come join, come join us,
You're big and strong,
Come join us.
You planted me in forgein ground,
A pen within a hand,
At least I am'nt on my own,
In hell I have a friend,
And though I fight a sinner's shame,
It isn't my crusade,
Dirty faces in a war,
Asleep in open graves.
Come on, come join, come join, come join us,
You're better young,
Come join us
You, be a man, come join, come join us,
You're big and strong,
Come join us.
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you
To keep my love from me
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you
To keep my love from me
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you
To keep my love from me
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you
To keep my love from me.
Close your eyes to see it
Lock your heart to feel it
Change his name to number
But he's somebody's child.
Yes. Shame on you.
I don't wanna lie, saying it's alright,
Staring at the walls round our lives,
They were ten feet high.
No, I'm not dumb.
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