Corrs, The - Live Before I Die Lyrics

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Zionistya
Michael examined the piece of paper. It was an ordinary A4 piece of paper. He folded it in half and looked at it. Still an ordinary piece of paper. He folded it again and looked at it. Still quite ordinary. Gabriel looked at the paper.
'Bored, huh?' asked the secondborn of the Seraphim.
'Shitless,' replied Michael.
'I've always noticed that when we resort to origami we have usually reached the end of a long pile of obsessions, and are looking for a recharge. A rebirth maybe,' said Gabriel.
'I've not run out of crap to do,' said Michael obsequiously in reply.
He took out a crayon, and folded the paper into a boat, and started rubbing the crayon on the hull side so it would float.
'Ok. I've run out of things to do,' said Michael.
The theophany appeared in Castle Zionistya then, in Michael's Executive office. He sat down opposite Michael. Michael looked at him eating a sandwich.
'Want a bite?' asked God, offering Michael some of his cheese and pickel sandwich.
'I'm good,' replied Michael.
'So. You know where you all are then?' asked God, munching on his sandwich.
Michael and Gabriel stared at God. 'Where we are?'
'Zionistya,' replied God. 'Have you worked out where you are located? The stars are distant, but you have the technology up and running now. You should have seen them.'
'I've heard chat,' said Gabriel. 'Nothing is surmised yet. Why?'
'We're below Eternya,' said God, munching on his sandwich.
'Right,' said Gabriel. 'Well that doesn't surprise me. We had to be somewhere.'
'Not that far, actually. The starlight is dimmed for the time being from our perspective here. Till you get established and all.'
'Why?' asked Michael, looking at his boat.
'Your established in your own turf now. Zionistya is my rock foundation. There won't be anything built further down. Abraham always liked solid rock bottom. So you are at the bottom, and you'll be connecting upwards in a few days,' said the Theophany.
Michael looked at the boat. 'Shall we see if it floats?' he asked Gabriel.
They took the boat to the sink, and Michael put in the plug and filled the sink with water. He put the boat on and it indeed did float. Michael looked at God.
'Ambriel never really left them anyway.' He had been very humble for a long time had Michael, with a very sober voice for a long time since the separation. There was a tinge in his voice now. Relief more than anything else.
'You'll cheer up soon, son,' said the Theophany. 'Saruviel wanted to run things in the Realm his way. He gets along with the Daniel's, and Noah claimed all that turf. The growing Discworlds are all established now, and each will in fact grow eternally, alike Eternya. You have your world. Don't say I haven't been good to you.'
Michael pushed the boat around the sink a little, and returned to his desk. He looked at God.
'I'll have that other half to your sandwich now.'
God smiled. His son had cheered up.
The End


Sunshine and Rainbows
'Meludiel. You are looking good,' said the Devil Bunny.
Meludiel ignored the comment. They were in a field near Golden Lake, enjoying the Sunshine and Rainbows. Rainbows overhead, and a light sprinkle of rain, and Meludiel would not be put off by Daniel who had dressed himself in his classic Devil Bunny outfit.
'I am not going to dress up as a rabbit,' said Meludiel. 'I think I know what you have on your mind.'
Daniel sat down on the rug next to her, having just done a quick change into the Devil Bunny outfit he had brought in a bag but not told her what it was.
'You'd make a good devilbunny,' said Daniel. 'You have the right physique for one.'
'I'm sure there are plenty of fat bunnies,' replied the slim Meludiel.
'Chubbybunny is fine,' said Daniel. 'But I like your particular model. I'm sure you'd go wildfire if I could get you in the mood.'
She looked at him, in his outfit, and giggled. 'You never cease to surprise me dear Daniel. Ambriel, he is reliable. Never really changes much, keeps at it with love, and offers no real surprises. Very consistent. But you and Valandriel seemed dedicated to eternally upsetting the status quo.'
'That's the name of the game, sistah,' replied Daniel. 'It's a dirty job, but someone's got to do it. It gets so incredibly boring otherwise. Michael? I picture him in a public service department, shuffling papers, and using a staple remover cause he's changed his mind and wants to use a paperclip, and that probably excites him.'
Meludiel giggled again.
'Morning tea on Friday is his big thing, and he brings in the rainbow cake occasionally, which is a big splash out of funds, because it's normally just scotch fingers.'
She giggled again.
'The Christmas party is big for him. The forbidden glass of wine ends up on his desk, and after a sip he says he's feeling a little tipsy.'
Meludiel smiled and patted Daniel on the knee. 'You're full of charm,' she said sarcastically.
They sat in silence for a while, and some bees buzzed around a bit, and Daniel pointed out the water and beautiful ripples on Golden Lake.
'I have a new plan,' Daniel said suddenly.
'Here we go again,' said Meludiel.
'It's a responsa divinia plan,' said Daniel.
'And what does that mean?' asked Meludiel.
'I had a big dream. Something's coming. And I don't mean the imminent advent of Zionistya which God announced. There's a change coming. A new beginning. And I have a plan.'
'I've sensed that too,' said Meludiel, looking up at the rainbow. 'Something special is going to happen to us. Something very special.'
'So me and Valandriel have a new plan,' continued Daniel. 'The Agenda is entering a new phase. It's a battle for dominion, now, and authority in the Kingdom of God. More so than it has ever been before, as the rest of you guys are finally starting to respond. With all the Discworlds now set for eternal expansion, people like Azrael and Cosadriel and that bugger Talzudiel are conniving and getting their agenda finally up and running properly. There miles behind sweetheart, but DanVal now finally has some competition. We probably wanted it in the end. Eventually. So now that it's coming, time to get busy.'
'Time to get busy,' she smiled. 'So watch out for the girls. Coz we rule the world.'
Daniel looked at her pointedly. 'What? You're finally coming out of your Jesus loves me conservative shell? Growing that brain you've been neglecting for aeons?'
Meludiel looked right at him. 'I have a plan,' she said.
He stared at her for a moment, and then got the wine and chicken and bread rolls out of the picnic basked. 'Well there you go,' he said at last.
And the bees buzzed, and the rain came down, and the rainbows never looked happier.
The End




Saruviel: On through the Sands of Infinite Progression
'He's a soul,' said Kantriel. 'He's important.'
'Yet souls perish,' said Saruviel. 'God bears with us, then lets us our fate, a fate of our own choosing, and in death of sheol is the reward for a life which refuses the laws of life.'
'But should not the power upon high of Kalphon extend his power and grace to this soul and teach it were it errs?'
'I've done that for a while,' responded Saruviel, sitting down at his desk. 'More Ambriel and Daniel's type of work. Salvation is not my ministry. I might challenge a soul to seek it, which is still the role I find in the blueprint of my heart, but it's not my frikkin job to save them Kantry. It just isn't.'
Kantriel looked at the dossier of the nameless soul from an outer planetary body, who worked in Alexander's corporation, and let the issue drop.
'Daniel and Ambriel have good retention rates,' said Kantriel. '99% of their original flock remains. We remain on about 82% retention rate before God grants them eternity.'
'Your point?' queried Saruviel.
'If you got off your arse and gave a damn we'd have more success.'
'The strong live, the weak perish,' replied Saruviel. 'In the sands of Infinite Progression of a souls existence, it must make choices, and if it chooses sin, its just a heartache to correct that. And our corporation is full of lovelies not quite as delicate as the likes of those two.'
'Which is why the Antichrist was appointed to minister to them,' replied Kantriel.
'Very funny,' said Alexander Darvanius.
'Then let me,' said Kantriel.
Saruviel looked at him. 'Why? Why care? God doesn't.'
'God cares if we care. He told me so.'
Saruviel waved his hand at Kantriel. 'Off with you. Go off on your crusade. Do as ye will.'
'Fine,' said Kantriel, and left.
Saruviel stood and went to his alcohol, and sipped on a whiskey. But he looked at the door, after the departed Kantriel, and thought on what he'd said. 'To save a devil you need a devil, huh?' he said to God. There was no reply.
The End

>> very melancholic and depressive unlike their previous releases.....

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Luvvvvvv the corrs forever... Luvvvv all the corrs songs

the corrs loose a lot of fans it seems, few likes...maybe because they are not happy and fresh on videos and their songs ecome too serious and depressed, for me it is that

Ofcourse as they grow old, their music also matures as all artists does

Je les suis depuis le début !

im an avid fan of the corrs, thanks for the new album

im an avid fan of the corrs, thanks for the new album

im an avid fan of the corrs, thanks for the new album

In order to understand their music, follow the Latin roots: Corrs > Croí (irish) > Coeur (french) > Cuore (italian) > Cor (Latin). Do I need to explain anything else??? <3<3<3

Bon Jovi vibes anyone?

I've been listening to the correct for almost 20 years I'm just a simple truck driver in the states and they have gotten me through some long night on the road every album they make there's always one song that tugs at your soul on this album this song does that to me I would like to see the corrs before I die but at 58 that's probably not possible so ty corrs for being here for me for almost 20 years

+Charlie Madonti Such a lovely comment but it makes me feel sad . You are never too old - especially not at just 58 (I am 57 by the way ) to see the Corrs .They love to tour and give live performances - you will get your chance to see them and you can truly say you have "lived before you died" :-) .

58 is young, Charlie. I'm 72. You can see the Corrs. You can make it happen if you want to. Meanwhile, keep her between the ditches. I drive and old worn out Pete on short hauls. I love this song too.

"I'm just a simple truck driver" - You are just a human being, like Einstein was, like my hard working parents are!

Fantastic song and new album! Buy it now! It is also on Vinyl ;-)

God I have missed these guys.

Thank you so much for this album ❤️❤️❤️ just please keep making music forever!

I 100% agree!

Love the sound of that piano