"when a voice sings a song by the sound"

…where he was raised by a single mom. His father was an active member of the Black Panthers. Shakur was born shortly after his mother…

…was released from prison for conspiracy to the United States government. Shakur grew up in a low income family where he was surrounded by…

Caged Bird Sings when blacks share a dark past so readily ignored in mainstream America afraid of becoming a victim of what whites…

Space of some Centuries, tho' founded by Kings, and supported at the public Expence. Prosecute, Gentlemen, yet a little longer prosecute your…

… And with sweet-mingling Sound of Voice conspire 45 To swell the awful, Air-born Hymn to GOD, For Mercies on that favour'd Land beflow'd…

… Or fam'd for Courage, or for temper'd Rule. Or if like Him, warn'd by declining Years, You wifely quit the Scene of public Cares; 260 And seek a…

…tranquil bay,          Where they in battle died.                   And the sound of that mournful song                   Goes…

…sabbath sound, as of doves          In quiet neighborhoods.                   And the verse of that sweet old song…

…heart, That in part are prophecies, and in part          Are longings wild and vain.                   And the voice of that fitful song…

…it is, because when I did the song, I actually did not know that it would get to the point that grandmothers are talking about it, you know? Like…

…perfectionist, right? This song is out and I'm going to change the name, like I want to perfect this moment some more. Well, I think it's just if you're a…

…you push the culture forward? And when you're a perfectionist, at a certain point you feel a responsibility in what you put out…

…musicians coming together to create a sound so blissfully beautiful. This is the type of album that affects you from the inside out. Every…

…them to this sound. Now it's your turn: The album opens with Ludwig-Leone's keys and Allen Tate's thunderous baritone voice…

…there. There's days when i wake up with a different song from San Fermin in my head, but "Sonsick" will always have that familiar feel of being the song…

… Sweet Cytherea, sitting by a brook With young Adonis, lovely, fresh, and green, Did court the lad with many a lovely look…

…dewy morn, And scarce the herd gone to the hedge for shade, When Cytherea, all in love forlorn, A longing tarriance for Adonis made Under…

…an osier growing by a brook, A brook where Adon used to cool his spleen: Hot was the day; she hotter that did look…

…The singer steps forward He's not a tour-sung hero He's not the embodiment of a soul brother The unassuming troubadour Sings…

…with him As long as possible But his melody is for me and for you. I prefer to be alone when you're not around Sometimes when I speak, I can't stand the sound Of the voice…

…memory of mine that I'm watching for a moment I'm distracted just a bit by something less important I'm here for the part of the…

…suffering in a hundred ships, In a thousand ports, and in me. It tells Of smashing surf when I sweated in the cold Of an anxious watch…

…hailstorms flew. The only sound was the roaring sea, The freezing waves. The song of the swan Might serve for pleasure, the cry of the…

…to journeys, always set In thoughts travelling on a quickening tide. So summer's sentinel, the cuckoo, sings In his murmuring voice…

…rent. And Now nothing makes sense except the bench and that piano A feeling nearing order when I'm pressing down the…

…harmonize? It's like the city's got it's own song but he can't play along He sees the notes as they fly by but always plays them…

…seem to hear it end up tortured by the chords when they fail to find A way to sing along And when you sing the wrong thing…

…!" "I can't sing you a song, I'll get fired!" [sweet girlish voice] "Fischer, [giggle] why don't you sing me a song [giggle…

…hard!" In the year of 1967, do you wanna hear a new kind of song for a dime! "Pardon me, sir, uh, would you like to hear a…

…off that indescribable sound known only to a very few as "The Leaves Are Falling"] [growls:] The leaves are falling!" "The leaves are what?" In the…

…A boy heard the voice of the whippoorwill one night and went out to find where he was singing. He had to walk quite a…

…ways through a big field, because the song of the whippoorwill carried so well in the wind he sound much closer then he really was. And on the way the…

…this one" And he pulled back his head and yodeled out a tune. The boy covered his ears and politely said, "Thank you for the song…

…[Click here for soundtrack] The first time we heard Rhye was when they released their stunning single "Open." Every person who…

…heard this track thought of Sade. You're a liar if you didn't. "Who is this girl with this deep velvety voice?" everyone asked…

…playing. As Hannibal's piano hovers alongside a jazz drum beat and string arrangement while Milosh sings: The recurring theme of the…

…*The song is preceded with multiple applications of an organoleptic device which makes a sound recognizable to use as that of the…

…battle, for they just don't mean a thing. When the telephone rings, my heart sings. Him…

…telephone He: The telephone. She: When I'm feeling sad and blue...the telephone He: The telephone. She: That connects me straight to you...the telephone He: The telephone. *The song concludes with a final few…

…when you follow a star You can't sing "My baby gone done me wrong" If you've kissed and made up by the end of the song…

…personal cracks To play a solitary note The lonest longest anecdote Singing baby come back is the finest of arts? He'll make it sound like its…

…words impress When singing she's leaving there's a crack in his voice 'Cause no one who left was ever offered the choice Baby…

…as they did in their dream, these fatidic bells now ring lowly-- a dull droning. A dull droning like how the following of loose threads seems so drab when each pull…

…of love's enchantment When we're torn like a wise pine's needled skin made frail before the cross-currents of at least four sanguine winds. Six…

… All heads will soon raise again towards the waning moon As she sings of her logic in a silver song. Reflecting, her words…