Song Lyric Sunday – Listen by Beyonce

I’m assuming someone else will choose this one as well, but I just couldn’t not post this one. As soon as I came up with the theme, this song started playing in my head. I just finished listening to it, and I have the chills. It is such a powerful song and Beyonce is masterful in her craft, to say the least.

I didn’t realize how powerful the lyrics were until I just read them. Wow. I’ve been that person who was told they weren’t good enough. It is such an empowering place when you finally realize your worth and walk away from the person who was holding you back.

I do hope you enjoy!

Happy Sunday, everyone!

Listen to the song here in my heart
A melody I start but can’t complete
Listen to the sound from deep within
Its only beginning to find release
Oh the time has come for my dreams to be heard
They will not be pushed aside and turned
Into your own, all ’cause you won’t listen
Listen, I am alone at a crossroads
I’m not at home in my own home
And I’ve tried and tried
To say what’s on my mind
You should have known
Now I’m done believing you
You don’t know what I’m feeling
I’m more than what
You’ve made of me
I followed the voice, you gave to me
But now I’ve gotta find my own
You should have listened
There was someone here inside
Someone I thought had died
So long ago
Oh I’m screaming out
And my dreams will be heard
They will not be pushed aside or turned
Into your own
All ’cause you won’t listen
Listen, I am alone at a crossroads
I’m not at home in my own home
And I’ve tried and tried
To say what’s on my mind
You should have known
Now I’m done believing you
You don’t know what I’m feeling
I’m more than what
You’ve made of me
I followed the voice, you gave to me
But now I’ve gotta find my own
I don’t know where I belong
But I’ll be moving on
If you don’t, if you won’t
Listen to the song here in my heart
A melody I start, but I will complete
Now I am done believing you
You don’t know not what I am feeling
I’m more than what you’ve made of me
I followed the voice you think you gave to me
But now I got to find my own, my own
Songwriters: Anne Preven / Beyonce Gisselle Knowles / Henry Krieger / Scott Michael Cutler
Listen lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Cypmp

The Song Lyric Sunday theme for this week was listen.  Please feel free to click the link, read the rules and post one of your own.

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Song Lyric Sunday – River by Bishop Briggs

I love hearing new music that I wasn’t expecting.  Whenever you go to a concert, there are always bands or singers who open for the main act.  Normally, they aren’t that great, or at least, they haven’t been in my experience.  There is only one time that I can think of where I ended up loving the opening act almost as much as I loved the headliner, and that was the Matchbox 20 concert where they were opened by Maroon 5.

I heard Bishop Briggs at the Coldplay concert and I ended up falling in love with her voice, her style and her music.  She is still very new; she doesn’t have an album yet, that I can see, only 3 or 4 singles, but I think she is fantastic.

This song reminds me of the abusive relationships I’ve been in.  They hold onto you like a river and sweep you along until there is almost nothing left.  I know how hard it is to break free, especially after years of being worn down by the turbulent twists and turns, and being smashed against sharp rocks.  But it is possible.  It takes supreme effort and will, but I think it also helps to have loved ones around you to support and love you.  People who show you that you are better than that relationship, even though you’ve learned that you couldn’t possibly deserve anything better.

I hope you enjoy this as much as I did when I first heard it.

River by Bishop Briggs
Written by (I can only guess that Bishop Briggs wrote the song, but I couldn’t confirm it.  She is, however, listed as a singer/songwriter, so I don’t think it’s a bad guess.)
Lyrics found at AZ Lyrics

Like a river
Like a river
Like a river
Like a river
Like a river
Like a river

Shut your mouth and run me like a river
How do you fall in love?
Harder than a bullet could hit ya
How do we fall apart?
Faster than a hair pin trigger
Don’t you say, don’t you say, don’t say
Don’t you say it, one breath and it’ll just break it
So shut your mouth and run me like a river

Shut your mouth
Baby, stand and deliver
Holy hands oh they make me a sinner
Like a river
Like a river
Shut your mouth and run me like a river
Choke this low till the veins start to shiver
One last breath till the tears start to whither
Like a river
Like a river
Shut your mouth and run me like a river

Tales of an endless heart
Cursed is the fool who’s willing
Can’t change the way we are
One kiss away from killing
Don’t you say, don’t you say it
Don’t say, don’t you say it
One breath it’ll just break it
So shut your mouth and run me like a river

Shut your mouth
Baby, stand and deliver
Holy hands oh they make me a sinner
Like a river
Like a river
Shut your mouth and run me like a river
Choke this low till the veins start to shiver
One last breath till the tears start to whither
Like a river
Like a river
Shut your mouth and run me like a river

Like a river
Like a river
Like a river
Like a river
Like a river
Like a river
Shut your mouth and run me like a river

Hey! Ooh oh oh
Hey! Ooh oh oh
Like a river!
Hey! Ooh oh oh
Ooh oh oh
Like a river!

Shut your mouth
Baby, stand and deliver
Holy hands will make me a sinner
Like a river
Like a river
Shut your mouth and run me like a river
Choke this low till the veins start to shiver
One last breath till the tears start to whither
Like a river
Like a river
Shut your mouth and run me like a river


The Song Lyric Sunday theme for this week is “nature”.  It is open to anyone who wants to share music, so please feel free to click the link, read the rules and post one of your own.

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Friday Fictioneers – Wrapped in Barbed Wire

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PHOTO PROMPT © Madison Woods

I glance out the window, slowly stretching out the aches and grimacing around a yawn. The sun winks back at me with its familiar glow and I lurch back in surprise. I was expecting bleak clouds hovering in an expectant sky. Why is it that I long for the day to mimic the state of my heart?

Leaden.

Heavy.

Wrapped in barbed wire, bleeding and withering in the face of love turned to scorn.

I slowly stand back in the window and let the sun wash over me. Perhaps one day it will give me the courage I need to leave.


Friday Fictioneers is a weekly flash fiction prompt where we are given a photo and asked to write a 100 word story – beginning, middle and end. This one came in at 101 words.

Click on the blue froggy to read other amazing 100-word stories!