brandi carlile'in 3. albumu give up the ghosttan bi sarki, soyle:

i left home a long long time ago
in a tin can for the road
with a suitcase and some songs
chasing miles through the night time
making tracks with no time for looking back
to the place where i belong

how these days grow long
but i'm on my way back home
it's been hard to be away
how i miss you and i just want to kiss you
and i'm gonna love you till my dying day
how these days grow long

when your sad you know i wish i could be there
to make your sorrows disappear
and set your troubles free
it's not fair for me to be this far from you
but i promise to stay true, wherever i might be

time keeps burning
the wheels keep on turning
sometimes i feel i'm wasting my days
how i miss you and i just want to kiss you
and i'm gonna love you till my dying day
how these days grow long
time keeps burning on
how these days grow long

now i'm lost in a sea of sunken dreams
while the sound of drunken screams echos in the night
but i know all of this will come to pass
and i'll be with you at last forever by your side

how these days grow long
but i'm on my way back home
it's been hard to be away
how i miss you and i just want to kiss you
and i'm gonna love you till my dying day

time keeps burning
the wheels keep on turning
sometimes i feel i'm wasting my days
how i miss you and i just want to kiss you
and i'm gonna love you till my dying day
how these days grow long
time keeps burning on
how these days grow long

(ceyde - 30 Eylül 2009 05:56)

"elinde gitarıyla saçlarını savura savura, koşarak şarkıyı söylüyor" hissiyle cezbeden şarkı.
"heyyyy" diyerek seslenesim geliyor, yapamıyorum.

(clavelander - 30 Kasım 2009 14:04)

başarılı bir gin wigmore şarkısı. sözleriyse şöyle;

lay down your broken head,
i can see you cry away your life.
fall like you fell from grace.
soft, but sweetly say
this is my dying day.

and if you don't mind,
i would like to,
fly,
fly far away.
that's all i wanna do is,
fly
fly far my way.
that's all i'm gonna do
on my dying day.

live,
like you never have.
take in all you can,
before the wind decides
to lead like a mother pleas,
don't let go of my hand,
on my dying day.

and if you don't mind,
i would like to,
fly,
fly far away.
that's all i wanna do is,
fly
fly in my own way
where nobody can touch me.
nobody can.

i'm flying,
flying my own way.
that's all i want to do
on my dying day.

i'm shaken by the cold of the roses that we grow,
to give our heads a happy state of mind.
and all i need to know
is where i can go.

if you lock me out and leave me here to die,
i will fly,
fly far away.
that's all i wanna do is,
fly on,
fly in my own way,
where nobody can touch me.
nobody can,
i'm flying.
so far away.
that's all i want to do
on my dying day.
on my dying day.
on my dying day.

(kayranin kedisi - 10 Ağustos 2010 17:37)