Serenade

Era: Don't You Forget

Lyrics:

Mom's sick, she say she cant get up.
My little brother is getting hungry.
I must go to the village and ask for some food, would you help me?
-Sure Connie, I'll help ya.
-I always feel good when you're with me.
-You're my friend Connie.
-Are you always gonna be there when I grow up, are you?
-Cross my heart.

Don't you forget about me, don't you forget about me.
We were soft and young, in a world of innocence.
Don't you forget about me, don't you forget all of our dreams.
Now you've gone away, only emptiness remains.

-I always feel good when you're with me.
-You're my friend Connie.
-Are you always gonna be there when I grow up, are you?

Don't you forget about me, don't you forget about me.
We were soft and young, in a world of innocence.
Don't you forget about me, don't you forget all of our dreams.
Now you've gone away, only emptiness remains.
Don't you forget about me, don't you forget about me.
Don't you forget about me, don't you forget about me.
We were soft and young, in a world of innocence.
Don't you forget about me, don't you forget all of our dreams.
Now you've gone away, only emptiness remains.
Don't you forget about me.
We were soft and young, in a world of innocence.
Don't you forget about me.
Don't you forget about me.

Bob Dylan: Series of Dreams

Lyrics:

I was thinking of a series of dreams
Where nothing comes up to the top
Everything stays down where it's wounded
And comes to a permanent stop
Wasn't thinking of anything specific
Like in a dream, when someone wakes up and screams
Nothing too very scientific
Just thinking of a series of dreams

Thinking of a series of dreams
Where the time and the tempo fly
And there's no exit in any direction
'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes
Wasn't making any great connection
Wasn't falling for any intricate scheme
Nothing that would pass inspection
Just thinking of a series of dreams

Dreams where the umbrella is folded
Into the path you are hurled
And the cards are no good that you're holding
Unless they're from another world

In one, numbers were burning
In another, I witnessed a crime
In one, I was running, and in another
All I seemed to be doing was climb
Wasn't looking for any special assistance
Not going to any great extremes
I'd already gone the distance
Just thinking of a series of dreams

Pink Floyd: I Need a Dirty Woman

Lyrics:

I am just a new boy,
Stranger in this town.
Where are all the good times?
Who's gonna show this stranger around?
Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.

Will some cold woman in this desert land
Make me feel like a real man?
Take this rock and roll refugee
Oooh, baby set me free.

Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.

[Phone rings..Clink of receiver being lifted]
Hello..?
Yes, a collect call for Mrs. Floyd from Mr. Floyd.
Will you accept the charges from United States?
[clunk! of phone being put down]
Oh, He hung up! That's your residence, right? I wonder why he hung up?
Is there supposed to be someone else there besides your wife there to answer?
[Phone rings again...clunk of receiver being picked up]
Hello?
This is United States calling, are we reaching...
[interrupted by phone being put down]
See he keeps hanging up, and it's a man answering.
[whirr of connection being closed]

Muse: Sing for Absolution

Lyrics:

lips are turning blue
a kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
my beautiful

tiptoe to your moon/room ?
a starlight in the gloom
I only dream of you
and you never knew

sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace

there's nowhere left to hide
in no one to confide
the truth runs deep inside
and will never die

lips are turning blue
a kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
my beautiful

sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace

sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace

I won't remain unrectified
and our souls won't be absolved