Music

Music is a part of our lives. Seldom do I hear of people who is aversed to music.
Through music, you can convey your mood, your feelings which could be an expression of love, anger, frustration, and other emotions. I’d like to think that music is an expression of love, joy, happiness. It could also be about unrequited love.

When I again heard this song of Bed of Roses by Bon Jovi, which I first heard when it was sang by my son, I thought of creating a blog about the songs or music which I like and which you may like upon hearing it. It could trigger a a beautiful memory, so this blog is born!

Here's the lyric of "Bed of Roses"

Sitting here waisted and wounded at this old piano
Trying hard to capture
The moment this morning I don’t know

‘Cause a bottle of vodka
is still lodged in my head
And some blonde gave me nightmares
I think that she’s still in my bed

As I dream about movies
They won’t wake me up when I’m dead

With an ironclad fist I wake up and
French kiss the morning.
While some marching band keeps
Its own beat in my head while we’re talking

About all of the things that I long to believe
About love and the truth and
What you mean to me
And the truth is baby you’re all that I need…

I want to lay you down in a bed of roses
for tonite I sleep on a bed of nails Oh…
I want to be just as close as is the Holy Ghost is.
And lay you down on a bed of roses. .

Well I’m so far away
That each step that I take is on my way home.
A king’s ransom in dimes
I’d give each night
To see through this payphone

Still I run out of time
Or it’s hard to get through
Till the bird on the wire
Flies me back to you
I’ll just close my eyes.

And whisper…
Baby blind love is true

I want to lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonite I sleep on a bed of nails Oh…
I want to be just as close as is the
Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses

Well this hotel bar hangover
whiskeys gone dry
The barkeeper’s wigs crooked
And she’s giving me the ey
I might have said yeah
But I laughed so hard I think I died
Oh yeah

(guitar solo)

Now as you close your eyes
Know I’ll be thinking about you
While my mistress she calls me
To stand in her spotlight again

Tonite I won’t be alone
But you know that don’t mean
I’m not lonely
I’ve got nothing to prove
For it’s you that I’d die to defend

I want to lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonite I sleep on a bed of nails
Oh…
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down…
I want to lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonite I sleep on a bed of nails

I want to be just as close is as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down…
On a bed of roses…