Desert volunteer program encourages unlikely friendships in outback Queensland

(ABC Western Queensland: Harriet Tatham) “Having someone to stand there and have a chat with while you’re making Worcestershire sauce instead of standing there by yourself. It rains a lot. (ABC Western Queensland: Harriet Tatham)
“In one way it’s sort of still like a cattle station — we still have to do all of the maintenance work of boundary runs, fencing, grading tracks for bush fires, but at the same time we get the added bonuses of seeing and experiencing the native animals,” Mrs Warr said.Managing the vast 215,500-hectare reserve is not something they do alone.For eight months of the year, volunteers make the journey to Queensland’s west to help the young couple with the reserve and their children.”They’re wonderful couples. It’s lovely.”But while life in the desert may seem like an isolating lifestyle, Mrs Warr said she thought it made her ‘one of the lucky ones’. It’s definitely a different experience.”

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Watching the sun dip behind the Simpson Desert’s rolling sand hills is a regular occurrence for the Warr family. (ABC Western Queensland: Harriet Tatham)
Becoming quasi-grandparentsGrant Irving and wife Kim are one couple that have been so transfixed by Ethabuka, they’ve returned for three years in a row.Life in the desert is a far cry from their rural Victoria home of Mirboo North.”It’s dairy country with a bit of potato growing. Photo:
Matt Warr (right) and volunteer Grant Irving looking over Bush Heritage Australia’s Ethabuka Reserve. (ABC Western Queensland: Harriet Tatham)
Mr Irving said watching Isabella, 3, and Madeline, 2, grow had become a real highlight.”My wife and I — we don ‘t have grandchildren yet — so in some respects they are quasi-grandchildren.”Mrs Warr agreed. We’re doing everything together and I just love this place. There’s a lot of green hills,” Mr Irving said. It is almost 700 kilometres to the nearest large town and over 100 kilometres to the house next door, but for the Warr family, ‘Ethabuka’ is home.Matt and Amanda Warr have managed Bush Heritage Australia’s Ethabuka Reserve for the last two-and-a-half years.Situated 60 kilometres east of the Northern Territory border, on Wangkamadla land in the Simpson Desert, Ethabuka could be considered one of Australia’s most remote stations.For the young couple, life in the desert is like nothing they had previously experienced. Photo:
Volunteers help with tasks such as boundary runs and fence repairs. “It can be challenging at times,” Mrs Warr said.”From where we’ve grown up [in Stanthorpe], we were in a climate where if you went a few months without rain you were in drought, and to come out here we didn’t have any rain for the first 18 months. (ABC Western Queensland: Harriet Tatham)
But for Mr Irving, the remoteness of Ethabuka is half the fun.”I think of the adventure and the stark contrast to our day-to-day life.””Life out here is pretty basic. It’s a beautiful part of the world.”

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While the kids played in the school room, Kim Irving helped Amanda Warr make Worcestershire sauce. It’s not complicated by any means. Maybe twice a year for about three or four days, so it is nice having somebody can call their adopted grandparents.”Not only do the children benefit from contact with the volunteers, Mrs Warr said she and her husband also thrived off the new friendships. (ABC Western Queensland: Harriet Tatham)
A cattle station come nature reserveUnlike many of its neighbouring stations Ethabuka Reserve is cattle-free, and operates as a haven for desert wildlife. Most of them are retired, and they come out for four weeks at a time,” Mrs Warr said.”Some of them they’ve come back a couple of years in a row … [and] they sort of become like family.”

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Grant Irving and Matt Warr doing a fence run together. It’s a matter of surviving in the elements, and that’s very attractive,” he said.”The remoteness and isolation is quite addictive.”But aside from the big sky country that Mr Irving finds so attractive, he is also drawn back by the chance to reconnect with the Warr family, who have since become close friends.”Matt and Amanda are very similar ages to Kim and my children, and it’s interesting to see their life — raising small children in such a remote area,” he said. “We’re not sending our kids to daycare. “Our kids don’t get to see their grandparents very often.
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Meet one of Australia’s last travelling bush poets

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Campbell the Swaggie travels Australia from festival to festival.
When Campbell Irvine first landed in Australia he had no intention of making it his home for the next four decades.Hailing from New Zealand, the man now more commonly known as Campbell the Swaggie followed a band, The Bushwhackers, to Australia in 1975.Now he lives a life on the road, travelling from festival to festival with his only possessions: a swag, a few bags and his trademark hat.”To the people of this day and age, I’m sort of like the iconic symbol of old Australia,” he said.”Or the closest thing to it, you know.”

Coffee with Campbell Campbell the Swaggie takes a break from a performance in Darwin’s Smith Street mall to have a cuppa with reporter Lauren McWhirter. ‘Life under the stars’Campbell considers himself more of a storyteller than poet.His performances are a blend of works from other bush poets, the chronicles of his life and tales of mateship, multiculturalism and “whatever’s happening on the day”.”I’ve done a fair bit of tramping in my time, along the old stock routes of western Queensland and sections of South Australia,” he said.”So it’s sort of like telling the story of a lifestyle that I still try to keep going under the stars.”Campbell said his festival performances provided him with enough money to live the life he has chosen. External Link:

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But he always welcomes the clink of coins that come when he busks in between gigs.”You get whatever you can, it’s virtually like a top-up,” he said.And while he once claimed a government allowance, it’s not something he has thought about for more than 25 years.”I walked away from social security around 1990,” he said.”I just forgot to go and do it because I had too much on my mind.”Rules of the roadAlthough he answers to no-one, Campbell does follow a certain set of rules.His performances, whether at a festival or on the street, are about sharing stories and helping others understand the life of old.”It’s a mateship sort of thing — the mateship clause, that’s what being a swagman’s all about,” he said.”Helping others, putting everybody else before yourself.”Above all other clauses, though, is the one that keeps Campbell performing.”There’s this thing they call the Matilda Waltzers’ Union rules [that say] no swagman can be over 100 years old,” he said.”So that’s about where the retirement age is.”
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Spreading kindness with secret book deliveries

Kindness is great like that.” It’s pretty random at the moment — it’s just for whoever finds them.”People can also donate to the project to have a book sent to a person of their choosing.Ms Lovat said she wanted to spread good in the community.”I think there’s so much kindness that we can spread in the little things in life, whether that’s a smile for a stranger, or a random pre-loved book that’s sitting in a cafe that people can unwrap and take home,” she said.”In a lot of global turmoil that we often have, good news is always good news.”Wrapping parties and recycled paper

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Ms Lovat hopes to spread kindness and a love of literature through the project. It really does have a ripple-effect. It’s exactly what I wanted out of this,” she said.”I didn’t set out to make myself feel better, but it is just one of those by-products of doing nice things for other people and spreading kindness — it comes back ten-fold.”Change honestly does start in your own backyard, and if you’re doing something kind for someone right next to you, on the bus, or your neighbour, or a friend, or a family member, that will plant a little seed of happiness and peace in that person’s mind.”Then hopefully that will spread as well. With news bulletins regularly filled with stories reporting the troubles of the world, a woman in the New South Wales city of Newcastle is bringing smiles to the faces of residents through a random act of kindness project.Amy Lovat, a creative writing teacher, recently started Secret Book Stuff, where she wraps her pre-loved books and leaves them in public places for people to pick up and take home.”I had wanted to do a random act of kindness project in Newcastle for a while,” she said.”I have almost a thousand books to my name, and every time I move to a new house, I lug these boxes of books everywhere and I always end up giving heaps of them away for free to friends.”So, then I thought, ‘if there’s a way that I could do that on a bigger scale, I’ll be able to minimalise my life a lot better and get rid of more pre-loved books, but then also spread the magic for other people’.”I’m doing little book drops of a pile of three or four books in a lot of different cafes around Newcastle, and on bus stops; if I’m driving past a house and it looks like a fun little house, I’ll drop one on a doorstep. I’ve just been doing it in my spare time with Netflix on in the background,” she said.”I’ve had a few little wrapping parties with friends who come over, we catch up, have dinner, and then they help me wrap some books, which is a fun way to bring a little bit of a community element to it.”Project looking to spread changeMs Lovat said she took a lot of personal satisfaction away from starting the project.”It feels amazing. (ABC Newcastle: Robert Virtue)
Ms Lovat said she mainly delivered novels, and hoped to spread a love of literature.”On my end, I wrap the books in 100 per cent recycled brown paper and then wrap them with hemp twine which is biodegradable, so there is a bit of an environmental focus — I’m not trying to bring more ‘stuff’ into the world,” she said.”It’s very secret, you don’t know what’s inside until you open it.”I had to actually let go of the idea that I would know exactly who was getting the book and what book it was, and how they felt about it, and whether it was the right thing for them.”With piles of books still to be delivered, Ms Lovat said she involved her friends in the project.”I don’t really see it as work because it’s been so enjoyable for me.
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Do you have what it takes to be a wildlife carer?

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Lindy Butcher has been caring for native animals, like wombat Nugget, for more than 20 years.
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Have you found an injured native animal in the ACT?For injured kangaroos or snakes, call Access Canberra on 13 22 81. (ABC Radio Canberra: Penny Travers)
Over her 20 years as a carer in the ACT, Ms Butcher nursed “hundreds and hundred and hundreds” of birds, about 60 possums, 10 wallabies and, most recently, eight wombats. Now six months old, the young wombats are fed four times a day, and Ms Butcher no longer needs to feed or attend to them through the night. That’s amazing.”Growing demand for ACT Wildlife services

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Cassie the swamp wallaby has been in care for three months and is still bottle fed. Rehabilitation: Are you prepared to release animals and not treat them as pets? “They would normally be in their mother’s pouch 24 hours a day, so they need a certain amount of physical contact, they thrive on physical contact,” she said. Suitable facilities: Facilities are species specific. (ABC Radio Canberra: Penny Travers) “We also need people to operate our 24/7 phone,” Ms Peachey said.”You can work in your own home, so it suits anyone including people with limited mobility and you can work at a time that suits you and for as long as you like.”ACT Wildlife offers all the training carers and volunteers need and is hosting an information session for prospective carers on August 5. Animal hygiene: Bottles and utensils need to be sterilised; bedding kept clean. Lindy Butcher is up by 6:30am each day to feed the little ones in her care — three orphaned wombat joeys. “Being a wildlife carer is a very rewarding experience; you get as much back as you put in,” she said.”How often do you get to sit with a baby wombat on your lap and cuddle it?”We get a special little sneak into the lives of animals, like raising baby magpies — you see them learning to sing, then learning to feed themselves and then flying off. (ABC Radio Canberra: Penny Travers)
Ms Butcher is one of 40 carers and 35 other volunteers currently helping injured and orphaned native birds, reptiles and mammals in the ACT.But demand for ACT Wildlife services is rapidly growing, with the charity receiving more than 7,500 phone calls and caring for 2,280 native animals last year. Do you have or can you set up the housing required? After feeding it is time to change the wombats’ cloth pouches and bedding and give them “cuddle time”. Things to consider before becoming a wildlife carer Time and motivation: Rearing native animals can take a lot of time, patience and perseverance. “Ozzie cried a lot when he first came in, so we had a lot of getting up in the night to cuddle him and settle him back to sleep again,” she said. For all other injured, sick or orphaned native animals call ACT Wildlife on 0432 300 033.For animals across the border in New South Wales, call Wildcare Queanbeyan on (02) 6299 1966. “They really need a bond, a safe place they can go to when they’re afraid, so we have to help them establish that bond with us.”But their mother also then lets them go free when they’re 18 months or two years, so we then have to be prepared to do that as well.”
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Wombat joeys, like Ozzie, require plenty of cuddle time to help them thrive. But there were many other things people could do to help, she said, like sewing cloth pouches, building aviaries, growing insects for insect-eating birds, providing transport for animals to and from veterinary clinics, fundraising and donations. Safe environment: Native animals must be kept away from domestic animals. “All you need is an interest in animals and want to help our local species,” she said.Ms Peachey acknowledged caring for injured, sick or orphaned wild animals could be a time-consuming activity, depending on the species. ACT Wildlife president Marg Peachey said more volunteers and carers were desperately needed ahead of spring. “He’s now buddied up with Fitzy so he doesn’t need that and he’s more settled in being an orphan.”
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‘A very rewarding experience’ Ms Butcher unofficially began caring for animals as a child in the 1960s, growing up in north-east Arnhem Land in a traditional Aboriginal community.”The men would do traditional hunting for food and would often bring home a wallaby, and if it had a little joey in its pouch we would raise the joey,” she said. That was up from 1,400 phone calls and 861 animals in 2014 when the service began.
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Juramidam Lyrics – Nick Mulvey

I saw them drink at every vine
They told me the last was like the first
But they came upon no wine
That tastes so good everyday as thirst
So I gnawed at every root
Yes, I ate from every plant
But I came upon no fruit
That tastes so good, everyday I want
Too much time drinking whiskey and wine
The last cup is always like the first
Step in line, a root mixed with the vine
It will bring you back your thirst
Too many days in a hedgerow maze
Wondering if you’ve ever been here before
Step in line, a root mixed with a vine
An invitation to the court
It keeps you coming back for more
Keeps you knocking at her door
Wondering if you truly saw
The very thing you came here for
So give your grape and I will give my bean
Back to the vinter and the monger
Cause we can lie down, lean
With your thirst and with my hunger
Mmmmmm
So give your grape and I will give my bean
Back to the vintner and the monger
Cause we can lie down, lean
With your thirst and with my hunger
Well there’s too much time, drinking whiskey and wine
The last cup is always like the first
Step, step in the line, of root mixed with the vine
It will bring you back your thirst
Too many days in a hedgerow maze
Wondering if you’ve ever been here before
Step, step in the line, a root mixed with the vine
An invitation to the court

I’m The One Lyrics – Bars And Melody

Yeah, you’re looking at the truth, the money never lie, no
I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one
Early mornin’ in the dawn know you wanna ride now
I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one, yeah
Yeah, you’re sick of all those other imitators
Don’t let the only real one intimidate you
See you watchin’, don’t run outta time now
I’m the one, yeah, oh-eh-oh, oh-eh-oh
I’m the one oh-eh-oh, oh-eh-oh
I’m the only one oh-eh-oh, oh-eh-oh
I’m the one oh-eh-oh, oh-eh-oh
I’m the only one
I’m the one that hit that same spot (same spot)
She the one that bring then rain drops (rain drops)
We go back remember criss-cross and hopscotch (hop)
You the only one that hold me down when the block’s hot (hot, hot, hot)
I make your dreams come true when you wake up (yeah)
And your look’s just the same without no make up (make up)
Had to pull up on your mama, see what you’re made of (made of)
Ain’t gotta worry ’bout ’em commas ’cause my cake up (yop, yop, yop)
You can run inside my life from the fame bus
‘Cause I promise when we step out you’ll be famous (yeah)
Modern day Bonnie and Clyde what they named us
‘Cause when we pull up-prr-prr all angles (yeah)
You’re looking at the truth, the money never lie, no
I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one
Early mornin’ in the dawn know you wanna ride now
I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one, yeah
Yeah, you’re sick of all those other imitators
Don’t let the only real one intimidate you
See you watchin’, don’t run outta time now
I’m the one, yeah, oh-eh-oh, oh-eh-oh
I’m the one oh-eh-oh, oh-eh-oh
I’m the only one oh-eh-oh, oh-eh-oh
I’m the one oh-eh-oh, oh-eh-oh
I’m the only one
Ohh
She beat her face out with that new Chanel
She likes the price, she see the ice, it makes her coochie melt
When I met her in a club I asked her who she felt
Then she went and put that booty on that Gucci belt
We don’t got no label
She say she want bottles
She ain’t got no table
She don’t got no bed frame
She don’t got no table
We just watching Netflix
She ain’t got no cable
Okay though
Plug, plug, plug I’m the plug for her
She want a boy that pull her hair and hold the door for her
Ooh
Baby, that’s only me,
It’s okay with me
Baby, okay, okay though

Gomenasai Lyrics – Kelela

It must be scary
How will you ever get out
Sorry, not sorry, baby
I ain’t playing around
When I slam the door
I don’t let you take off your clothes
Now you’re not in control
Hoping and you’re begging for more
But you’re on your back
You’re playing dumb but you know what’s next
Put your hands up
You’re under arrest
Throw your hands high
I’m taking you down
Soak it up about to leave you dry
What’s my name, better say it twice
You’re my (bitch) tonight
But tomorrow you won’t admit it
You beg again and again
But I like the view from on top
And when you’re giving in
It’s my name you’ll scream out
When I slam the door
I don’t let you take off your clothes
Now you’re not in control
Hoping and you’re begging for more
But you’re on your back
You’re playing dumb but you know what’s next
Put your hands up
You’re under arrest
Throw your hands high
I’m taking you down
Soak it up about to leave you dry
What’s my name, better say it twice
You’re my (bitch) tonight
But tomorrow you won’t admit it

Mountain To Move Lyrics – Nick Mulvey

Yeah yeah yeah
Ooh ooh ooh
Caught up in specialness
I wish you could see
That we are kings of bliss
Begging for misery
We get lost in comparison
Looking outside of me
Now I see this world is unraveling
I wonder who could we be
Oh, I don’t want to see us lose
Any more time
This moment is a mountain to move, yeah yeah
So move it inside
Wake up now, wake up now
Wake up now, wake up now
‘Cause Mary Anne is a healer
She had pain on her mind
She said, “Your money’s your medicine”
But she’s sick all the time
‘Cause you got lost in comparison
Always pretending you knew
When everything you were looking for
Was already looking at you
Oh, I don’t want to see us lose
Any more time
This moment is a mountain to move
So move it inside
Wake up now, wake up now
Wake up now, wake up now
Give it to me, realness
Give it to me, stillness
Give you some forgiveness
Give it to me, wholeness

Dancing On My Own Lyrics – Pentatonix

Somebody said you got a new friend
Does she love you better than I can? And there’s a big black sky over my town
I know where you’re at, I bet she’s around
Yeah, I know it’s stupid
I just gotta see it for myself
I’m in the corner, watching you kiss her, oh
I’m right over here, why can’t you see me, oh
And I’m giving it my all, but I’m not the girl you’re taking home, oh
I keep dancing on my own
I just wanna dance all night
And I’m all messed up, I’m so out of line
Stilettos and broken bottles
I’m spinning around in circles
I’m in the corner, watching you kiss her, oh
And I’m right over here, but why can’t you see me, oh
And I’m giving it my all, but I’m not the girl you’re taking home, you’re taking home
I keep dancing on my own
But you don’t see me standing here
I just came to say goodbye

Super Xero Lyrics – Hybrid Theory

So, what do you think? Or do I trust none and live life in lonliness? Or do I try to catch them red-handed? [Mike Shinoda:]
What do I do to ignore what’s behind me? Do I follow my fate and escape blindly? Do I trust some and get fooled by phoniness? The sunlight burns the skin of sleeping men
I make the right turns but I’m lost within
I put on my daily façade but then
I just end up getting hurt again by myself
[Mike Shinoda (Chester Bennington):]
(myself)
I ask why
(but in my mind I find)
I can’t rely on myself
(myself)
I ask why
(but in my mind I find)
I can’t rely on myself
[Chester Bennington (Mike Shinoda):]
I can’t hold on
(to what I want when I’m stretched so thin)
It’s all too much to take in
I can’t hold on
(when I’m against you I can’t win)
With thoughts of failure sinking in Do I hide my pride away from these bad dreams
And give in to sad thoughts that are maddening? Do I let it go and try to stand it?

Breathless Lyrics – Joe Nichols

Girl I know you know it’s coming
There ain’t no running from it
Your eyes can’t lie
Yeah we held out way too long
But we can’t hold it off
Tonight’s the night
It’s so easy to slip out of touch
Girl that’s it, I’ve had enough
I know you want me to
So tonight I’m leaving you
I’m leaving you breathless, biting your lip
Leave you hanging on the heat of the next kiss
Closing your eyes, wanting one more
Leave those torn up clothes on the hardwood floor
Get you all turned on, all untied
Leave you thinking that you’re losing your mind
Yeah I’m telling you baby, before the night is through, I’m leaving you
I’m leaving you breathless
When that red there in the bottle
Is way down in the bottom and the candle’s gone
Yeah the curtains will be drawn
The shadows will be all that we got on
Imma take my time, lay you down
Take you by the hand
Whatever I gotta do
Tonight I’m leaving you
I’m leaving you breathless, biting your lip
Leave you hanging on the heat of the next kiss
Closing your eyes, wanting one more
Leave those torn up clothes on the hardwood floor
Get you all turned on, all untied
Leave you thinking that you’re losing your mind
And I’m telling you baby, before the night is through, I’m leaving you
I’m leaving you breathless
I’m leaving you breathless
I’m leaving you breathless, biting your lip
Leave you hanging on the heat of the next kiss
Closing your eyes, wanting one more
Leave those torn up clothes on the hardwood floor
Get you all turned on, all untied
Leave you thinking that you’re losing your mind
And I’m telling you baby, before the night is through, I’m leaving you
I’m leaving you breathless (I’m leaving you)
I’m leaving you breathless (breathless)
I’m leaving you breathless

Close Your Eyes Lyrics – The All-american Rejects

It comes and goes around
Burn your bridges down
Kiss the ground and turn the other cheek
Why don’t you close your eyes one last time for me? The day you said it
That’s when I knew, that’s when I knew, that’s when I knew
I’ll never forget it
The day you said it
That’s when I knew, that’s when I knew, that’s when I knew
I’ll make you regret it The day you said it
That’s when I knew, that’s when I knew, that’s when I knew
I’ll never forget it
The day you said it
That’s when I knew, that’s when I knew, that’s when I knew
I’ll make you regret it
Now I’m staring at the ceiling wide awake
Man, shit gets real when you’re alone
(I wonder if you’ll ever know)
There’s these voices in my head
They’re screaming words I should’ve said
But I don’t know
I can’t let go
And you are down
Your taste was in my mouth
The lipstick on the window
You were gone
The day you said it
That’s when I knew, that’s when I knew, that’s when I knew
I’ll never forget it
The day you said it
That’s when I knew, that’s when I knew, that’s when I knew
I’ll make you regret it
It comes and goes around
Burn your bridges down
Kiss the ground and turn the other cheek
Why don’t you close your eyes one last time for me? From the tongue it slips some simple twist of fate
To shape and shake the room we were standing in
And I remember then the silence
Made me weightless in the tonic of you once again
Where ignorance was bliss
Ignorance was this place we could exist
And then surrender
Do you remember?

Emmylou Harris – J’ai Fait Tout Lyrics

EMMYLOU HARRISJ’ai Fait Tout Lyrics
(Emmylou Harris)
J’ai fait tout, j’ai fait tout
Ce que j’ai pu
J’ai fait tout, j’ai fait tout
Ce que j’ai pu
I have seen some trouble
Been around the way
Rode the streetcar of desire and I paid
And if you want a witness
I will testify
To what I saw through a wandering eye
‘Cause nobody loves you like I do
Nobody loves you like I do
Nobody loves you like I do
Nobody loves you like I do
I heard all about it
You don’t need an alibi
There was no medicine I did not try
You lost your Mona Lisa
Got burned by Jezebel
You can always draw water from my well
‘Cause nobody loves you like I do
Nobody loves you like I do
Nobody loves you like I do
Nobody loves you like I do
J’ai fait tout. You know it’s true
J’ai fait tout, j’ai fait tout, j’ai fait tout
You can go and leave me
But you’ll come back for more
I know where all your old secrets are stored
My history is written
My heart is still pure
You crave redemption and I got the cure
‘Cause nobody loves you like I do
Nobody loves you like I do
Nobody laves you like I do
Nobody loves you like I do
J’ai fait tout, j’ai fait tout
Ce que j’ai pu
J’ai fait tout, j’ai fait tout
Ce que j’ai pu
J’ai fait tout. j’ai fait tout, j’ai fait tout j’ai fait tout, j’ai fait tout
I will give everything I am to you
J’ai fait tout, j’ai fait tout.

Bon Jovi – Silent Night Lyrics

[Chorus]
Just hold me close and don’t let me go
After the smoke cleared
It was down to you and I
When the sun appeared
There was nothing left but goodbyes…
Silent night BON JOVISilent Night Lyrics
After the smoke clears
When it’s down to you and I
When the sun appears
And there’s nothing left but goodbyes
We’ll just turn and walk away
How could we let it end like this
Just turn and walk away
Should we seal it with a kiss
It’s too late
Now you’re out and on the run
It’s too late
Held up in love without a gun
[Chorus]
Silent night
We hold up our candle light
Silent night
The night our love died
No words to say
And we’re both too tired to fight
Just hold me close and don’t let go…
It was all so simple when
You were to be queen and I’d be your king
I guess those dreams got lost
Cause baby you’re still you and I’m still me
Now letting go
It’s always the hardest part to fight
When we both know
We’re just two more victims of the night
It’s too late
Too late to wonder why
Much too late
To save a love that’s died.

Ghoti Hook – Lullaby Lyrics

And now ashamed of who I am
I missed what everyone could see
Always a fight for me to change
Into the man you want me to be
A better man that shares my name
Can I look into his eyes
And see a reflection of…
I try to make it through the day
Too confused to disbelieve
Did it use to be this way? I try to remember speaking
You I thought would understand
Appreciate my weakness
And tell me I can be a man
And now ashamed of who I am
I missed what everyone could see
Always a fight for me to change
Into the man you want me to be
A better man that shares my name
Can I look into his eyes
And see a reflection of…
What’s left inside to see these captured thoughts surrounding jealousy
No hope do you believe if left alone these worlds will bury me
And who will sing this boy to sleep in the stillness of his room
Present a melody of peace beckon dreams to follow soon
But if there’s no one left but him ,then the curtain has been drawn
A wasted life deserves no song. And now ashamed of who I am
I missed what everyone could see
Always a fight for me to change
Into the man you want me to be
A better man that shares my name
Can I look into his eyes
And see a reflection of me GHOTI HOOKLullaby Lyrics
Sunday night has come again
And still I cannot sleep
Hidden lines have come to a head
No more secrets left to keep
And now that everthing is gone
The morning sun seems bittersweet
Has the day begun already?