This used to be my favourite song for a very long time around 2013. It was released somewhere in 2010, but I never heard it until a few years later. It was my ringtone, my alarm and the song I’d play on a continuous loop. This ‘never go home’ version has lyrics added to it. Honestly, I don’t see very deep rooted emotions or interpretations that can be excavated from these lyrics. But, this song just makes me smile reminiscing those days. So, I’m going to go ahead a attempt to write a short poem. Let’s see what I come up with.
Astronomia {Never Go Home} – Ruelha
Sure, work and responsibilities are cold. But in our minds, we're never growing old. You only live once. We spend it on a dance. Never going home. Free, everywhere to roam. We are young and free. Bones and muscles still healthy. We're not going to stop. Until with exhaustion we drop. We dance away every feeling. Our minds and hearts aren't dealing. With the pains of love and romance. We just dance away and freelance. This music energizes us. There's nothing to discuss. We're young and ripe with life. Unlikely to take a husband or wife. There's just music in our veins. This trance within us to blame. You only live once. We spend it on a dance. We're not going to stop. Until with exhaustion we drop. We never go home. Anywhere free to roam. We're never going home. We don't like being alone. We're never going home. It's part of our genome. And we're not going to stop. Until with exhaustion we drop.
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This poem is purely literary. It is inspired by this electronic number ‘Astronomia {never go home}’ by Russian artist Tony Igy. I’ve embedded it below for your reference. Please read my poem with an open mind and out of respect for the written word. To me, writing is my life. There is nothing I love more. I have a very creative imagination. I have always written from my heart …about topics that I am passionate about – Christianity, makeup, melancholic poetry, food, romance, women’s issues, soulful music, narratives etc. Given the circumstances, my gender, situation, geography etc., I feel the need to put up a disclaimer every time I write a romantic/melancholic piece. Everyone is entitled to an opinion. But, please don’t interpret this poem in a way it was not intended. That is just my humble request. Please refrain from attempting to draw parallels to my life as much of what I write is fiction. Some of my writings may contain material unsuitable for children.
Astronomia {Never Go Home} Lyrics – Tony Igy
We're not a love song More like a dream Call us the city That never sleeps We're not a love song More like a rush We're juvenecent Helluva drug Follow my voice like a melody Meet me outside, black smoke white teeth Follow my voice like a melody Meet me outside, side side side I'll trade my heart for a dance Hold you with blood on my hands I'm high wired Tug on my lip til I'm blue We love like teenagers do And We'll never grow up We'll never grow up We'll never go home We'll never grow up We'll never grow up We'll never go home We'll never grow up We'll never go ... We'll never grow up We'll never go home We're not a love song More like a dream I'm drawn to danger You're drawn to me We're not a love song More like a high So mesmerizing It's called a crime Follow my voice like a melody Meet me outside, black smoke white teeth Follow my voice like a melody Meet me outside, side side side We'll never grow up We'll never grow up We'll never go home We'll never grow up We'll never grow up We'll never go home
Some songs just get into continuous play but it’s the memories they trigger years later that are just as joyful!
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Absolutely Collin! Music just takes us back to emotions, incidents, timelines and phases, don’t they? 🙂 🙂 🙂
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They do and that’s a great thing! Some joyous memories and some sad 😉
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Awww… I love your creative poem than the original song. Beautiful dear Ru, start writing songs for movies. ❤️❤️😍😍🥰🥰🤗🤗🤗
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Thank you so much darling Preeths.
You always say things so sweet.
Maybe I will try that too.
Now, that you suggested that, I’ll do.
xoxo
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😘😘😘😘
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Reblogged this on OUR POETRY CORNER and commented:
POETRY FROM A SONG—“SONG PAARODIES” IN RUELHA ARE STRONG ❤ 😀 😀 😀
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You’re right on that, JD 🙂 I enjoy this genre a lot.
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AS WE CAN EASILY TELL! 😀
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YOU ARE VERY TALENTED…MY SISTER IN CHRIST-!–J.D.
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Thank you JD 🙂
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What Color
Of Love Is
FLiGHT
Rue
A Bird’s
Wings With
No Memories
SMiLes i ReMeMBeR
July of 2007 Breeze
On A Hundred Degree
Day Brought Chill
Feathers
Started
To Fall
Off my Wings.. 🦅
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Reblogged this on Ned Hamson's Second Line View of the News and commented:
Sure, work and responsibilities are cold.
But in our minds, we’re never growing old.
You only live once.
We spend it on a dance.
Never going home.
Free, everywhere to roam.
We are young and free.
Bones and muscles still healthy.
We’re not going to stop.
Until with exhaustion we drop.
We dance away every feeling…
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Thank you for sharing my poem, Ned. 🙂
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