Higher Love

Today’s video prompt is “Higher Love” as sung by Steve Winwood and his daughter, Lilly.  There are a few very slight changes in the lyrics, but it’s sung at a much slower tempo than the original hit by Steve.  Take a listen, read the lyrics, mull it over, and write a little Flashy Fiction that revolves around “Higher Love”.  Your protagonist could be searching for it, experiencing it, falling out of it …or simply listening to it.

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*Here are the lyrics if you want to read over them

Think about it, there must be higher love
Down in the heart and in the stars above
Without it, life is a wasted time
Look inside your heart, I’ll look inside mine

Things look so bad everywhere
In this whole world, what is fair?
We walk blind and we try to see
Falling behind in what could be

Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love
Where’s that higher love I keep thinking of?

Worlds are turning and we’re just hanging on
Facing our fear and standing out there alone
A yearning and it’s real for me
There must be someone who’s feeling for me

Things look so bad everywhere
In this whole world, what is fair?
We walk blind and we try to see
Falling behind in what could be

Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love
Where’s that higher love I’ve been thinking of?

I will wait for it
I’m not too late for it
Until then, I’ll sing my song
To cheer the night along

I could light the night up with my soul on fire
I could make the sun shine from pure desire
Let me feel that love come over me
Let me feel how strong it can be

Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love
I could rise above for this higher love

Songwriters: STEVE WINWOOD, WILL JENNINGS, LILLY WINWOOD
© Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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Old Playgrounds

Today’s video prompt is “This Used to be My Playground” by Madonna.  Give it a listen, see what memories it dredges up, and write a little Flashy Fiction based on the song, or the video, or whatever it inspires in you.

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*Here are the lyrics if you want to read over them

This used to be my playground
This used to be my childhood dream
This used to be the place I ran to
Whenever I was in need
Of a friend
Why did it have to end
And why do they always say

Don’t look back
Keep your head held high
Don’t ask them why
Because life is short
And before you know
You’re feeling old
And your heart is breaking
Don’t hold on to the past
Well that’s too much to ask

This used to be my playground (used to be)
This used to be my childhood dream
This used to be the place I ran to
Whenever I was in need
Of a friend
Why did it have to end
And why do they always say

No regrets
But I wish that you
Were here with me
Well then there’s hope yet
I can see your face
In our secret place
You’re not just a memory
Say goodbye to yesterday (the dream)
Those are words I’ll never say (I’ll never say)

This used to be my playground (used to be)
This used to be our pride and joy
This used to be the place we ran to
That no one in the world could dare destroy
This used to be our playground (used to be)
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
I wish you were standing here with me

This used to be our playground (used to be)
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
The best things in life are always free
Wishing you were here with me

Songwriters: SHEP PETTIBONE, MADONNA CICCONE
© Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing