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New Art Exhibition Goes On Display At Cashel Library, Co. Tipperary.

New art works by artist Robert Gosnell, went on display yesterday, (Saturday December 7th,2024) at 2:30pm, in Cashel Library, Co. Tipperary.
The exhibition entitled “The New Life” is all about taking something old and giving it a new perspective. The majority of the frames used in the exhibition were sourced from charity shops, while the images, the artist explains, “is a voyage through history, acknowledging the past, but in a new light”.

New Art Exhibition entitled “The New Life” – Cashel Library.

This exhibition will run throughout the month of December, in Cashel Library, Co. Tipperary and all are welcome to visit and view.

You can locate the Cashel Library building, situated on Friar Street, Lady’s Well, Cashel, Co. Tipperary, HERE. (G487+RX).

Speed Of The Sound Of Lonelines

Speed of the Sound of Loneliness.

Lyrics: American country-folk singer and influential songwriter, the late John Prine, (recorded on his 1986 album).
Vocals: John Prine.

Speed of the Sound of Loneliness.

You come home late and you come home early,
You come on big when you’re feeling small,
You come home straight and you come home curly,
Sometimes you don’t come home at all.

So what in the world’s come over you,
And what in heaven’s name have you done,
You’ve broken the speed of the sound of loneliness,
You’re out there running just to be on the run.

Well I got a heart that burns with a fever,
And I got a worried and a jealous mind,
How can a love that’ll last forever,
Get left so far behind.

So what in the world’s come over you,
And what in heaven’s name have you done,
You’ve broken the speed of the sound of loneliness,
You’re out there running just to be on the run.

It’s a mighty mean and a dreadful sorrow,
It’s crossed the evil line today,
Well, how can you ask about tomorrow,
We ain’t got one word to say.

So what in the world’s come over you,
And what in heaven’s name have you done,
You’ve broken the speed of the sound of loneliness,
You’re out there running just to be on the run.

You’re out there running just to be on the run.
You’re out there running just to be on the run.


END

A Song For A Sunday.

What A Wonderful World.

Lyricists: American record producer Bob Thiele and American songwriter and arranger George David Weiss.
Vocals: American trumpeter and vocalist Louis Daniel Armstrong (nicknamed “Satchmo”).

What A Wonderful World.

I see trees of green, red roses too.
I see them bloom for me and you,
And I think to myself,
What a wonderful world
.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white,
The bright blessed days, the dark sacred nights,
And I think to myself,
What a wonderful world
.

The colors of the rainbow,
So pretty in the sky,
Are also on the faces,
Of people going by.
I see friends shaking hands, saying, “How do you do?”
They’re really saying, “I love you”
.

I hear babies cry, I watch them grow.
They’ll learn much more,
Than I’ll ever know,
And I think to myself,
What a wonderful world
.
Yes, I think to myself,
What a wonderful world.

END

The Pilgrim.

The Pilgrim.

Lyrics and Vocals: American country music singer, songwriter and actor; sadly the recently deceased Kris Kristofferson (1936-2024).

The Pilgrim.

See him wasted on the side walk in his jacket and his jeans,
Wearing yesterday’s misfortunes like a smile.
Once he had a future full of money love and dreams,
Which he spent like they was going out of style.
And he keeps right on a changing for the better or the worse,
Searching for a shrine he’s never found,
Never knowing if believing is a blessing or a curse,
Or if the going up is worth to coming down.
He’s a poet he’s a picker he’s a prophet he’s a pusher,
He’s a pilgrim and a preacher and a problem when he’s stoned.
He’s a walking contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
Taking every wrong direction on his lonely way back home.
He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars,
And he’s traded in tomorrow for today.
Running from his devils Lord and reaching for the stars,
And losing all he loved along the way.
But if this world keeps right on turning for the better or the worse,
All he ever gets is older and around.
From the rocking of the cradle to the rolling of the hearse,
The going up was worth the coming down.
He’s a poet he’s a picker he’s a prophet he’s a pusher,
He’s a pilgrim and a preacher and a problem when he’s stoned.
He’s a walking contradiction partly truth and partly fiction,
Taking every wrong direction on his lonely way back home.
There’s lotta wrong directions on that lonely way back home.

END

A Song For A Sunday.

Love Shine a Light.

Lyrics: English rock singer-songwriter and guitarist Kimberley Charles Rew, a member of rock band Katrina and the Waves.
Vocals: British rock band Katrina and the Waves. The song represented the United Kingdom in the Eurovision Song Contest back in 1997.

Love Shine a Light.

Love shine a light in every corner of my heart.
Let the love light carry, let the love light carry.
Light up the magic in every little part,
Let our love shine a light in every corner of our hearts.
Love shine a light in every corner of my dreams,
Let the love light carry, let the love light carry,
Like the mighty river, flowing from the stream,
Let our love shine a light in every corner of my dreams.
And we’re all gonna shine a light together,
All shine a light to light the way,
Brothers and sisters, in every little part,
Let our love shine a light in every corner of our hearts.
Love shine a light in every corner of the world.
Let the love light carry, let the love light carry.
Light up the magic, for every boy and girl,
Let our love shine a light in every corner of the world.
And we’re all gonna shine a light together,
All shine a light to light the way,
Brothers and sisters, in every little part,
Let our love shine a light, in every corner of our hearts.
And we’re all gonna shine a light together,
All shine a light to light the way,
Brothers and sisters, in every little part,
Let our love shine a light in every corner of our hearts.
Shine a light in every corner of our hearts.

END