What if Eleanor Roosevelt had wings? -- Monty Python
One important characteristic of a theory is that is has survived repeated attempts to falsify it. Contrary to your understanding, all available evidence confirms it. --Subbie
If evolution is shown to be false, it will be at the hands of things that are true, not made up. --percy
The reason that we have the scientific method is because common sense isn't reliable. -- Taq
Personally, I think that the choice must depend of the deceased and on those left behind. Since no funeral is really meant for the deceased, but rather for those left behind.
I'm a wee bit Scottish, so there must be a piper.
In Orange County, Calif, the Highland Games have always been held on Memorial Day weekend. And typically we'd always have a massed pipe band playing of "Amazing Grace" (the first time the massed bands piped in after the soloist, we the audience were all blown back a few centimeters in our seats).
But one year, a solo piper played "Going Home" and I found it very moving. It's a spiritual that Dvorak incorporated into the second movement, Largo, of his "New World Symphony."
Apparently 'Always Look on the Bright Side of Life' is very popular
Je suis Charlie. Je suis Ahmed. Je suis Juif. Je suis Parisien. I am Mancunian. I am Brum. I am London.I am Finland. Soy Barcelona
"Life, don't talk to me about life" - Marvin the Paranoid Android
"Science adjusts it's views based on what's observed. Faith is the denial of observation so that Belief can be preserved." - Tim Minchin, in his beat poem, Storm.
About five years back I went on a South of Spain cruise out of Southampton. A few thousand British passengers plus a couple hundred Americans, so we felt a bit outnumbered. I loved the English breakfasts (especially the bacon and the beans, but skipped on the puddings), liked the steak and kidney pie, kick myself for not trying the bubble and squeak, and made the right decision to not try the Marmite.
Final night at sea is usually a big party on all cruises. The atrium ran nearly the full length of the ship and it was packed with passengers where they played all the popular British music. One of our party got into a very heated but friendly argument with a Brit over whether the Rolling Stones are British or American -- British in name, yeah, but they definitely crossed over.
The last song was "Always Look on the Bright Side of Life" whereupon the lights dimmed, the crowd quieted down, and everybody with a lighter lit it and held it high. And sang along. I guess it's their National Anthem now.
When Terry Pratchett passed, there were several items on top of his casket at his funeral. One was a sword that he forged from a meteorite when he was knighted by the queen of England, , the other was a place card that said two words
Great song but somewhat challenging for a funeral.
The End"
This is the end Beautiful friend This is the end My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end Of everything that stands, the end No safety or surprise, the end I'll never look into your eyes again
Can you picture what will be? So limitless and free Desperately in need Of some stranger's hand In a desperate land
Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain And all the children are insane All the children are insane Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town Ride the King's Highway, baby Weird scenes inside the gold mine Ride the highway west, baby Ride the snake, ride the snake To the lake, the ancient lake, baby The snake, he's long, seven miles Ride the snake He's old and his skin is cold The west is the best The west is the best Get here and we'll do the rest The blue bus is calling us The blue bus is calling us Driver, where you taking us?
The killer awoke before dawn He put his boots on He took a face from the ancient gallery And he walked on down the hall He went into the room where his sister lived, and then he Paid a visit to his brother, and then he He walked on down the hall, and And he came to a door And he looked inside "Father?" "Yes, son?" "I want to kill you" "Mother? I want to..."
Come on baby, take a chance with us Come on baby, take a chance with us Come on baby, take a chance with us And meet me at the back of the blue bus Doin' a blue rug, on a blue bus, doin' a Come on yeah Fuck, fuck-ah, yeah Fuck, fuck Fuck, fuck Fuck, fuck, fuck yeah! Come on baby, come on Fuck me baby, fuck yeah Whoa Fuck, fuck, fuck, yeah! Fuck, yeah, come on baby Fuck me baby, fuck fuck Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah Fuck yeah, do it, yeah Come on! Huh, huh, huh, huh, yeah Alright Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end Beautiful friend This is the end My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free But you'll never follow me The end of laughter and soft lies The end of nights we tried to die This is the end
Je suis Charlie. Je suis Ahmed. Je suis Juif. Je suis Parisien. I am Mancunian. I am Brum. I am London.I am Finland. Soy Barcelona
"Life, don't talk to me about life" - Marvin the Paranoid Android
"Science adjusts it's views based on what's observed. Faith is the denial of observation so that Belief can be preserved." - Tim Minchin, in his beat poem, Storm.
"A lie can travel half way around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes." ~Mark Twain " *** “…far from science having buried God, not only do the results of science point towards his existence, but the scientific enterprise itself is validated by his existence.”- Dr.John Lennox
“A God without wrath brought men without sin into a Kingdom without judgment through the ministrations of a Christ without a Cross.” H. Richard Niebuhr, The Kingdom of God in America
“The most difficult subjects can be explained to the most slow-witted man if he has not formed any idea of them already; but the simplest thing cannot be made clear to the most intelligent man if he is firmly persuaded that he knows already, without a shadow of a doubt, what is laid before him.” — Leo Tolstoy, The Kingdom of God is Within You (1894).
Death Is Not The End / Bob Dylan? [Down In The Groove - 1988] [As reproduced in the official songbook]
When you're sad and when you're lonely and you haven't got a friend Just remember that death is not the end And all that you've held sacred falls down and does not mend Just remember that death is not the end Not the end, not the end Just remember that death is not the end
When you're standing on the cross-roads that you cannot comprehend Just remember that death is not the end And all your dreams have vanished and you don't know what's up the bend Just remember that death is not the end Not the end, not the end Just remember that death is not the end
When the storm clouds gather 'round you and heavy rains descend Just remember that death is not the end And there's no one there to comfort you with a helping hand to lend Just remember that death is not the end Not the end, not the end Just remember that death is not the end
Oh, the tree of life is growing where the spirit never dies And the bright light of salvation shines in dark and empty skies
When the cities are on fire with the burning flesh of men Just remember that death is not the end And you search in vain to find just one law abiding citizen Just remember that death is not the end Not the end, not the end Just remember that death is not the end
Not the end, not the end Just remember that death is not the end
It was written for Syd Barret of course so it would be blasphemy to use it. Anyway, the words don't apply.
That's the trouble with Floyd; great music but very specific - and usually paranoid - lyrics.
Shine On You Crazy Diamond Pink Floyd
Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun Shine on you crazy diamond Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky Shine on you crazy diamond You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom Blown on the steel breeze Come on you target for faraway laughter Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon Shine on you crazy diamond Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light Shine on you crazy diamond Well you wore out your welcome with random precision Rode on the steel breeze Come on you raver, you seer of visions Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine
Edited by Tangle, : No reason given.
Je suis Charlie. Je suis Ahmed. Je suis Juif. Je suis Parisien. I am Mancunian. I am Brum. I am London.I am Finland. Soy Barcelona
"Life, don't talk to me about life" - Marvin the Paranoid Android
"Science adjusts it's views based on what's observed. Faith is the denial of observation so that Belief can be preserved." - Tim Minchin, in his beat poem, Storm.
I always felt this song would echo through my consciousness at the loss of someone deeply loved.
Forever Autumn sung by Justin Hayward of The Moody Blues
quote:The summer sun is fading as the year grows old And darker days are drawing near The winter winds will be much colder Now you're not here. I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky And one by one they disappear. I wish that I was flying with them Now you're not here
Like a song through the trees you came to love me Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away
Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way You always loved this time of year. Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now Cause you're not here
Like a song through the trees you came to love me Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away
A gentle rain falls softly on my weary eyes As if to hide a lonely tear My life will be forever autumn 'Cause you're not here!
quote:Forever Autumn Song by Jeff Wayne, Justin Hayward, and Richard Burton
Lyrics
For three days I fought my way along roads packed with refugees, The homeless, burdened with boxes and bundles containing their valuables. All that was of value to me was in London. By the time I reached their little red brick house, Carrie and her father were gone.
Forever Autumn
Journalist The summer sun is fading as the year grows old, And darker days are drawing near, The winter winds will be much colder, Now you're not here.
I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky And one by one they disappear, I wish that I was flying with them Now you're not here. Like the sun through the trees you came to love me, Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away...
Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way, You always loved this time of year Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now 'Cause you're not here 'Cause you're not here 'Cause you're not here
Fire suddenly leapt from house to house. The population panicked and ran, and I was swept along with them, aimless and lost without Carrie. Finally, I headed eastward for the ocean and my only hope of survival: a boat out of England.
Journalist Like the sun through the trees you came to love me, Like a leaf on the breeze you blew away...
A gentle rain falls softly on my weary eyes As if to hide a lonely tear My life will be forever autumn, 'Cause you're not here 'Cause you're not here 'Cause you're not here
As I hastened through Covent Garden, Blackfriars and Billingsgate, More and more people joined the painful exodus. Sad, weary women, their children stumbling in the street with tears, Their men bitter and angry, the rich rubbing shoulders with beggars and outcasts.
Dogs snarled and whined, the horse's bits were covered with foam, And here and there were wounded soldiers, as helpless as the rest. We saw tripods wading up the Thames, Cutting through bridges as though they were paper. Waterloo bridge, Westminster bridge, one appeared above Big Ben.
Ulla!
Never before in the history of the world, Had such a mass of human beings moved and suffered together. This was no disciplined march, it was a stampede, Without order and without a goal, six million people unarmed and unprovisioned driving headlong.
It was the beginning of the rout of civilization, of the massacre of mankind. A vast crowd buffeted me towards the already packed steamer. I looked up enviously at those safely on board... straight into the eyes of my beloved Carrie. At sight of me she began to fight her way along the packed deck to the gangplank. At that very moment, it was raised, And I caught a last glimpse of her despairing face as the crowd swept me away from her.
Journalist Like the sun through the trees you came to love me, Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away...
Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way You always loved this time of year Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now 'Cause you're not here 'Cause you're not here 'Cause you're not here
What if Eleanor Roosevelt had wings? -- Monty Python
One important characteristic of a theory is that is has survived repeated attempts to falsify it. Contrary to your understanding, all available evidence confirms it. --Subbie
If evolution is shown to be false, it will be at the hands of things that are true, not made up. --percy
The reason that we have the scientific method is because common sense isn't reliable. -- Taq
That's the trouble with Floyd; great music but very specific - and usually paranoid - lyrics.
The guitar is really sublime (I cannot explain what this means) though, I use part of it as a ringtone on my phone.
If I could only listen to one artist for the rest of my life it would be David Gilmour.
What if Eleanor Roosevelt had wings? -- Monty Python
One important characteristic of a theory is that is has survived repeated attempts to falsify it. Contrary to your understanding, all available evidence confirms it. --Subbie
If evolution is shown to be false, it will be at the hands of things that are true, not made up. --percy
The reason that we have the scientific method is because common sense isn't reliable. -- Taq
It's a great song and a great tune and it's incredibly sad.
But it's a bit presumptuous for a funeral, saying everybody's sad because I'm not there etc.
Tricky business this funeral song lark.
Je suis Charlie. Je suis Ahmed. Je suis Juif. Je suis Parisien. I am Mancunian. I am Brum. I am London.I am Finland. Soy Barcelona
"Life, don't talk to me about life" - Marvin the Paranoid Android
"Science adjusts it's views based on what's observed. Faith is the denial of observation so that Belief can be preserved." - Tim Minchin, in his beat poem, Storm.
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