I can't figure out how I feel while the first time I met the Music Heaven in the start of my campus life, but I will always put it at the top of the list in which shows the magzines influenced me most. Unfortunately after five years with it, the Music Heaven finaly stop publishing, as the result I miss the channel to access the music.
My Blog's first article is a good song, I honor the Music Heaven in my way.
Are't No Reason---Brett Dennen
There are't no reason things are this way
It's how the've always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way
We do it every day
Preachers on the podium speaking the saints
Prophets on the sidewalk begging for change
Old ladies laugh from the fire escape
Cursing my name
I got a basket full lemons and they always taste the same
I wonder if the pigeon with the broken wing
You could spend you whole life working for someting
Just to have it taken away
People walking around pushing back their desks
Wearing paychecks like nacklaces and bracelets
Talking about nothing, not thinking about death
Every little heartbeat every little breath
People walk a tight rope on a razor's edge
Carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons
It could be a bomb, or a bullet or a pin
Or a thought, or a word, or a sentence
There are't no reason things are this way
It's how they've always been and they intend to stay
I don't know why I say the things I say
But I say them anyway
But love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set me free
Prison walls still standing tall
Some things never change at all
Keep on building prisons gonna fill them all
Keep on building vombs gonna drop them all
Working your fingers bare to the bone
Breaking your back to make yourself useful
Laugh along, it's filled with cold
Suffocating slow
The wind bolws wild and I may move
But politicians lie and I am not fooled
You don't need no reason nor a three-piece suit
To argue the truth
The air on my skin, and the world under my toes
Slavery stitched in to the fabric of my clothes
Chaos and commotion wherever I go
Love I try to follow
Love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do belive
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set me free
There aren't no reason things are this way
It's how they've always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way
We do it everyday
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