Friday, April 24, 2015

Paul McCartney: Early Days & Scared - Lyrics from NEW

Really good music. I wish the radio would play it.
Here are the lyrics I typed in, without looking at the website:

Early Days

They can't take it from me, if they try--
I lived through those early days.
So many times I had to change the pain to laughter,
just to keep from getting crazed.

Dressed in black from head to toe,
two guitars across our backs,
we would walk the city road.
Seeking for someone who would listen to the music
that we were writing down at home.

But they can't take it from me, if they try
I lived through those early days.
So many times I had to change the pain to laughter
just to keep from getting crazy.

Hair slicked back with Vaseline like the pictures on the wall
of the local record shop.
Hearing noises we were destined to remember

We willed the thrill to never stop.

May sweet memories of friends from the past
always come to you, when you look for them.
And your inspiration, long may it last
May it come to you,
time and time again.

Now everybody seems to have their own opinion
on who did this and who did that.
But, as for me, I don't see how they can remember--
when they weren't where it was at.

And they can't take it from me, if they try
'cause I lived through those early days.
So many times I had to change the pain to laughter,
just to keep from getting crazed.

I lived through those early days--yes.
I lived through those early days.

Scared

I'm scared to say I love you,
Afraid to let you know
that the simplest of words won't come out of my mouth,
though I'm dying to let them go,
trying to let you know.

I have to say I'm sorry.

Don't feel sad for me.
But the beautiful birds won't fly out of their cage
though I'm trying to set them free,
trying to let you see
how much you mean to me.

I remember, the first time we met--
tears in our eyes reflecting,
something connecting from so long ago,
it might have been told in the stars--

Maybe that's what it was
it doesn't matter because

I'm still too scared to tell you,

Afraid to let you see
that the simplest of words won't come out of my mouth
though I'm dying to set them free,

Trying to let you see
how much it means to me,
how much you mean to me,
how much you mean to me
Now.



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