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Hugh Coltman – Isolation Lyrics

When I think of how
I’ve tried to get you out of the chaos behind your eyes
Oh I, oh I
[Refrain]
Isolation I just cannot get through
I don’t know what else to do
Isolation, after everything I’ve tried
Could it be it’s time to say goodbye? Are you so scared of night and the voice of this town? Paroles de la chanson Isolation :
Oh I have been thinking
All night watched you sleeping
‘Cause I couldn’t keep my eyes closed
We’ve tried ’cause we had to
Told lies like they were true
But ties they are frayed and won’t hold
Look into my face my eyes are red
And the ashtray’s been up all night, all night
[Refrain]
Oh Isolation I just cannot get through
I don’t know what else to do
Isolation, I’m not the one to kiss and tell
Could it be it’s time to say farewell
It’s alright to let go and take flight
When you know that a sigh takes the place of a shout
Oh why are these windows shut tight? Goodbye
Oh it was not so long ago
When I thought I knew your mind
Now your hands are shaking
And your eyes won’t even meet mine
Oh I, oh I
[Refrain]

John Waite – Skyward Lyrics

It’s a revolution of a brand new day
I couldn’t feel better if it just got paid
I sing a song, got my caffeine on
And everything’s alright
And I feel like I’m floating
Three feet up the sidewalk
With these converse wings
Feel is in full swing
And I feel like celebrating
Your love’s got me heaven bound
And the shooting stars can’t hit the ground
‘Cause I’m moving skyward
Getting higher
And like an angel in the atmosphere
I’m digging the music from way up here
I’m getting skyward, feeling lighter
I’m shaken off this ordinary world
And I’m moving skyward
Hey everybody, look at me
And I’m not even trying
No strings, no hands, no light
It’s gravity that I’m defying
Your love makes a better day
And it’s almost like I can levitate
‘Cause I’m moving skyward
Getting higher
Like an angel in the atmosphere
And I’m digging the skyline from way up here
I’m getting skyward, feeling lighter
I’m shaken off this ordinary world
And I’m moving skyward
And every day is a holiday
A happy ending every night and day
And I don’t care if it’s so cliche
It’s what you do to me, baby
It’s what you do to me, baby, yeah
And I feel like I’m floating
Three feet up the sidewalk
In these converse wings
Feel is in full swing
And I feel like celebrating
I feel like celebrating, yeah
Skyward
Getting higher
And like an angel in the atmosphere
And I’m digging the music from way up here
I’m moving skyward, feeling lighter
Skyward, yeah, yeah
Skyward
Skyward, skyward, skyward

Tachenko – El Coche Real Lyrics

El coche real nos lleva a mejor puerto, un puerto mejor …
Aquí hay gran nivel, no pienso apostar fuerte al precio que estoy
El coche real nos lleva a mejor puerto, un puerto mejor …
Aquí hay gran nivel, no pienso apostar fuerte al precio que estoy
Y todo el día en la estación central
Y todo el día en la parte continental
Y todo el día en la “experiencia Aimar”
Ni toda la noche ni todo da igual
Abajo el telón, si hablas por los codos viajo peor
Y un susto mayor, espera en la cuneta un susto mayor
Y ahora la realidad me quiere como soy
No puedo simular más preocupación
Estoy muy bien, estoy muy bien …
Y estrellas potentes me quieren hacer estatua
Sin saber que me puedo escapar
Que sólo un nombre me hace temblar
Y ni princesas ni idiotas quieren dejarme escapar
Sólo sus nombres me hacen temblar …
El juego infantil se acaba, da la vuelta y miro el reloj
Y miro el reloj, no llego a mejor puerto, un puerto mejor …
Y ahora la realidad me quiere como soy
No puedo simular más preocupación
Estoy muy bien, me faltas tú …
El juego infantil se acaba, da la vuelta y miro el reloj …

Alda Celia – Hineh Ni Adonai Lyrics

A quem enviarei? Se o teu coração pulsa tão forte, ó Senhor
Pelas almas que se vão;
Como ovelhas sem pastor
Usa-me como um canal do teu imenso amor” “Eu vi o meu Senhor
Sobre um alto e sublime trono
Cercado pelos serafins
Ao som da sua voz, prostrado eu me lancei
Quem há de ir por nós? Como posso me ausentar? Hinêh ni adonai (2x)
Eis me aqui, Senhor, envia-me
Meus lábios vem tocar com brasas do altar
Pra proclamar teu reino e frutificar
Hinêh ni adonai, hinêh ni adonai
Como posso me calar?

Kodaline – Saving Grace Lyrics

When you’re out in the open
And you’re tired of hoping
I’ll be there in a moment
I’ll be by your side
When you’re scared and you’re lonely
When there’s no one to hold you
I just want you to know that
I’ll be by your side
You keep me strong when I can’t carry on
When you lose your feet, fall down to your knees and your heart’s about to break
I will be your saving grace
When your eyes can’t see, take my eyes from me
When you’re lost and losing faith
I will be your saving grace
Be my, be my, be my saving grace
Won’t you be my, be my, be my saving grace
When my heart’s getting older
And my body is breaking down
In my head yeah I know that I’ll be by your side
I don’t know about the future
No one knows what the future holds
All I know is I know that I’m giving you my life
You keep me strong when I can’t carry on
When you lose your feet, fall down to your knees and your heart’s about to break
I will be your saving grace
When your eyes can’t see, take my eyes from me
When you’re lost and losing faith
I will be your saving grace
You keep me strong when I can’t carry on
When you lose your feet, fall down to your knees and your heart’s about to break
I will be your saving grace
When your eyes can’t see, take my eyes from me
When you’re lost and losing faith
I will be your saving grace
Be my, be my, be my saving grace
Won’t you be my, be my, be my saving grace

Machine Gun Kelly – Bloody Valentine Lyrics

The simulation just went bad
But you’re the best I ever had
Like handprints in wet cement
She touched me, it’s permanent
In my head, in my head
I couldn’t hear anything you said but
In my head, in my head
I’m calling you girlfriend, what the f*ck
I don’t do fake love but I’ll take some from you tonight
I know I’ve got to go but I might just miss the flight
I can’t stay forever, let’s play pretend
And treat this night like it’ll happen again
You’ll be my bloody valentine tonight
I’m overstimulated and I’m sad
I don’t expect you to understand
It’s nothing less than true romance
Or am I just making a mess
In my head, in my head
I’m lying naked with you yeah
In my head, in my head
I’m ready to die holding your hand
I don’t do fake love but I’ll take some from you tonight (Take some from you tonight)
I know I’ve got to go but I might just miss the flight
I can’t stay forever, let’s play pretend
And treat this night like it’ll happen again
You’ll be my bloody valentine tonight
I can’t hide how I feel about you
Inside, I’d give everything up
Tonight, if I could just have you
Be mine, be mine, baby
I can’t hide how I feel about you (I cannot hide these feelings, no)
Inside, I’d give everything up (I cannot hide these feelings)
Tonight, if I could just have you (I’d give up everything for you)
Be mine, be mine (I give up everything)
Ay
I don’t do fake love but I’ll take some from you tonight (Take some from you tonight)
I know I’ve got to go but I might just miss the flight
I can’t stay forever, let’s play pretend
And treat this night like it’ll happen again
You’ll be my bloody valentine tonight
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na na-na (Just tonight)
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na na-na (Just tonight)
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na na-na (Just tonight)
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na (In my head, in my head)
Na-na-na-na, na-na na-na (Just tonight)
(Were we on two track?)

Birmingham 6 – Birmingham 6 Lyrics

Eight! Two! Kick us out, put us down
In your own blood, you will drown
Birmingham 6, the Birmingham 6
Nobody knows if they really exist
Kick us out, put us down
In your own blood, you will drown
Cut our tongue, make us blind
We will fight against your crime
Birmingham 6, the Birmingham 6
Birmingham 6, the Birmingham 6
Nobody knows if they really exist
IRA, Judgement Day
All God’s children come out to play
Kick us out, put us down
In your own blood, you will drown
Birmingham 6, the Birmingham 6
Nobody knows if they really exist
Kick us out, put us down
In your own blood, you will drown
Cut our tongue, make us blind
We will fight against your crime
Birmingham 6, the Birmingham 6
Everybody talks about the Birmingham 6
One! Birmingham 6, the Birmingham 6
Everybody talks about the Birmingham 6
Birmingham 6, the Birmingham 6
Nobody knows if they really exist
IRA, MI5
Who can tell when the government lies? Seven! Imprisoned ’til you fade away
Nine! Six! Ten! Kick us out, put us down
In your own blood, you will drown
Birmingham 6, the Birmingham 6
Everybody talks about the Birmingham 6
Cut our tongue, make us blind
We will fight against your crime
Birmingham 6, the Birmingham 6
Everybody talks about the Birmingham 6 Justice is a dying whore
Five! Twelve! Four! Three! Eleven! Never leave your prison cell
Birmingham 6, the Birmingham 6
Nobody knows of the Birmingham 6
Birmingham 6, the Birmingham 6
Nobody knows if they really exist
IRA, MI5
Who can tell when the government lies?

Seventh Day Slumber – Sober Lyrics

Another memory bringing me to another step
Another step bringing me closer to the edge
I can feel it in my chest
Thoughts of my past burning inside my head
And I can’t take another day
So let the shadows hide my face
I wanna be free from this
No matter what it takes
Wake me up when it’s over
This hurts too much sober
I never wanna feel again
Take me back to the old days
When I couldn’t feel pain
I never wanna feel again
I wanna medicate but I gotta sit through the pain
To tell the truth, I almost put the bottle up again
I made a promise to my kids
Daddy’s never going back no matter how hard it gets
And I can’t take another day
So let the shadows hide my face
I wanna be free from this
No matter what it takes
Wake me up when it’s over
This hurts too much sober
I never wanna feel again
Take me back to the old days
When I couldn’t feel pain
I never wanna feel again
(I never wanna feel again)
Wake me up when it’s over
This hurts too much sober
I never wanna feel again
Take me back to the old days
When I couldn’t feel pain
I never wanna feel again
(I never wanna feel again)

Hugh Coltman – She Signs Her Name Lyrics

She was working both day and night
Wanted to write more than the headlines
You know we’ve all got a rent to pay
She’d smile and say
Shrugging her shoulders high
Stepping into the rain
As the light drains away
Sitting down on her train
She slips into the dream again
Where she signs her name…
I just do what I have to do to make it through
That’s what she’ll tell you
But when she’s waking at 3am
Cold sweats again
Her head working over time
Stepping into the night
To the city she confides
Some are born with the right
But the ones like us must try
To sign our names
To sign our name
She wakes up
An hour after she went to sleep
She makes up
Dries the tears from her cheek
There’s nothing left to see
Just who could she be
Stepping into the rain
As the light drains away
I watch her crossing the street
And then I go back to bed
To sign her name
To sign her name

John Waite – Better Off Gone Lyrics

I can see there’s no easy way out
A paper cup half-full of gin
Behind the wheel of a Lincoln Continental
Driving down your street again
I take your ghost out on the freeway
Out from the memory of your leaving
A thousand miles till the day break over Tulsa
Where no one’s heard about you
‘Cause one of these days you’re gonna be with somebody
And I, I don’t wanna hurt no one
Gonna let these horses run straight in to the morning sun
I’m better off gone, yeah, yeah, I’m better off gone, yeah, yeah
Out in the rhythm of the white lies
Just the inner state of me
I place my bet on a hand that I was winning
And it made a loser out of me
‘Cause one of these days you’re gonna be with somebody
And I, I don’t wanna hurt no one
Gonna let these horses run straight in to the morning sun
‘Cause I’m better off gone, yeah, yeah, yeah
‘Cause one of these days you’re gonna be with somebody
And I, I don’t wanna hurt no one
Gonna let these horses run straight in to the morning sun
Yeah
And like a bullet from a gun
You see, yeah
I’m better off gone, yeah, yeah
I’m better off gone, yeah, yeah
Better off gone
Better off gone

Tachenko – Entrada De Artistas Lyrics

Sí que empezamos bien
Y viajeros al tren
Lo que me quitáis, luego me lo dais
¿o es que acaso no lo veis? No te enfades, no te agobies: das para más
Yo he perdido la cabeza, y ya me da igual
Porque igual sueño contigo hasta despertar Y me vuelve a pasar
Cuando vuelvo a mirar
No he perdido el don, mi mejor canción
Pronto la regalaré
Y ahora lo único importante es pasarlo bien
(que el partido está perdido ya lo sabéis)
Vuelves, quieres que te diga que eres un diez
Que no encuentras la salida. Y vamos a ver
Quién te puede enseñar
A vivir otra vez
Yo en mis cálculos rompo el círculo
Nunca me acostumbraré
¡Vamos, quiero conocer la parte de atrás!

Lukas Graham – Love Songs Lyrics

I can hear you’re wasted
And you’re wasting time on me again
I can hear you knocking
On my front door and it’s 3AM
So I call you a taxi
From my pillow, I wish you’d take a hint
And hop on in the backseat
‘Cause I got patience but it’s wearing thin
No, I’m not answering
No, I won’t let you in
Now I know you hear these love songs
And you think they’re all about you
So you turn your radio up
And you sing along
And you tell all of your friends
That I’m not getting over you
Guess I’m too good of a man
To tell you the truth
This is stupid
How could you think that you inspired me? I guess when you got nasty
That’s what inspired me to leave
Now everybody asks me
Why I never let you back again
I never tell ’em you’re a monster
I know things now, I didn’t know back then
No, I’m not answering
No, I won’t let you in
Now I know you hear these love songs
And you think they’re all about you
So you turn your radio up
And you sing along
And you tell all of your friends
That I’m not getting over you
Guess I’m too good of a man
To tell you the truth
No, I’m not answering
No, I won’t let you in
Now I know you hear these love songs
And you think they’re all about you
So you turn your radio up
And you sing along
And you tell all of your friends
That I’m not getting over you
Guess I’m too good of a man
To tell you the truth

Boston Manor – Monolith Lyrics

[Refrain]
Lock the door and hit the gas
Lock the door and hit the gas
Lock the door   and   hit the gas
Lock   the door and hit the gas
[Verse 1]
I   can’t scratch the itch
Can’t crawl out of the crater
I can’t quench the thirst
Cut myself on the paper
And I’m barely getting by
This hole keeps getting deeper
And deeper and deeper
[Chorus]
Hey you, f*ck you too
I’ll do what I want when I want to
You’ve already got it all
How could you ever need some more
Hey you, f*ck you too
I’ll do what I want when I want to
[Refrain]
Lock the door and hit the gas
Lock the door and hit the gas
Lock the door and hit the gas
Lock the door and hit the gas
[Verse 2]
I’m frozen in the headlights
And I don’t know what to say
My thoughts are turning empty
My palette’s turning grey
And I just need to whisper
But maybe I’m too late
I don’t know what to say
[Chorus]
Hey you, f*ck you too
I’ll do what I want when I want to
You’ve already got it all
How could you ever need some more
Hey you, f*ck you too
I’ll do what I want when I want to
You’ve already got it all
How could you ever need some more
[Refrain]
Lock the door and hit the gas
Lock the door and hit the gas
Lock the door and hit the gas
Lock the door and hit the gas
[Bridge]
Well they all crawl out of the woodwork
They crawl out to feast on your fun
They’re oh so righteous and oh so smart
The chaos has barely begun
[Chorus]
Hey you, f*ck you too
I’ll do what I want when I want to
You’ve already got it all
How could you ever need some more
Hey you, f*ck you too
I’ll do what I want when I want to
You’ve already got it all
How could you ever need some more

Boston Manor – Stuck In The Mud Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I saw you crying on the train today
I didn’t know what to do, I didn’t   know   what to say
Just   keep it in, just keep it   safe
Don’t tell them how you’re feeling, they’ll look the other way
[Chorus]
Now I’m stuck in the mud and I don’t know what to do
I’ve got that sinking feeling, I’m calling out to you
And I’m getting older, and I know that you are too
But we could live forever just show me what to do
[Verse 2]
I missed my mother on the train today
I wish that I could call her, make it go away
Now I’m 20-something, it’s not ok
Be a brave soldier and find your own way
[Chorus]
Now I’m stuck in the mud and I don’t know what to do
I’ve got that sinking feeling, I’m calling out to you
And I’m getting older, and I know that you are too
But we could live forever just show me what to do
[Verse 3]
You saw me crying on the train today
You didn’t know what to do, you didn’t know what to say
Don’t kill my fire, don’t kill my graze
Just tell me everything, is gonna be ok
[Bridge]
I’m lost in the dark
I can’t find the way
I’m lost in the dark
I can’t find
[Chorus]
Now I’m stuck in the mud and I don’t know what to do
I’ve got that sinking feeling, I’m calling out to you
And I’m getting older, and I know that you are too
But we could live forever just show me what to do
Now I’m stuck in the mud and I don’t know what to do
(I missed my mother on the train today)
I’ve got that sinking feeling, I’m calling out to you
(I wish that I could call her, make it go away)
And I’m getting older, and I know that you are too
(Don’t kill my fire, don’t kill my graze)
But we could live forever just show me what to do
(Just tell me everything, is gonna be ok)
Now I’m stuck in the mud and I don’t know what to do
I’ve got that sinking feeling, I’m calling out to you
And I’m getting older, and I know that you are too
But we could live forever

Young Ellens – Dior Lyrics

Heb een young   nigger met die automatic
En me Louboutin’s doen de Blood Walk
Off-White’s   of   die   Triple S, en   we swipen Dior,   Dior
Ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooooooh)
En we swipen Dior, Dior
Ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooooooh)
Ik ben never lacking, beter zoek je dekking! [Chorus]
Ik   ben never lacking,   beter zoek je dekking! Heb een young nigger met die automatic
En me Louboutin’s doen de Blood Walk
Off-White’s of die Triple S, en we swipen Dior, Dior
Ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooooooh)
En we swipen Dior, Dior
Ha-ha-ha-ha (Uh, let’s get it)
[Verse 1]
Ik pluk ‘m [?] op me tellie
Ik had niet eens ribba maar zat in een Merrie
Ellens ze fles ik weet zij kijkt af, ik kan niet leven in een bijstand
Ik draag die Christian Dio-o-or (Dior)
Ik draag Triple, G, Cartier, Moncler, Amiri jeans zijn destroyed! (Ha-ha-ha)
[Chorus]
Ik ben never lacking, beter zoek je dekking! Gannoe’s bossen en we laten lossen, heb die Rose Gold en die stalen klokken
En ik haal 40k van die plastic
Ga niet in billen voor nigga’s, we openen zelfs die financieel mannen zijn lacking! In het veld meer zon, bussdown on my wrist schijnt net zon
Louis Vuitton, veel tassen met bon
4PF, al me zakken zijn bom! Ben met Wayne vandaag man (Hé)
Nek
Ha-ha-ha-ha   (Ooooooh)
Aah! Heb een young nigger met die automatic
En me Louboutin’s doen de Blood Walk
Off-White’s of die Triple S, en we swipen Dior, Dior
Ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooooooh)
En we swipen Dior, Dior
Ha-ha-ha-ha (Uh, let’s get it) [Songtekst van “Dior”]
[Intro]
‘K hoef mezelf niet te warren man Jordan, schande man! Heb een young nigger met die automatic
En me Louboutin’s doen de Blood Walk
Off-White’s of die Triple S, en we swipen Dior, Dior
Ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooooooh)
En we swipen Dior, Dior
Ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooooooh)
Ik ben never lacking, beter zoek je dekking!

Points of Progress: Breakthrough in plastic recycling, and more

Originally discovered in compost, the enzyme can break down plastic to its chemical building blocks within a few hours. Ocean Park, home to Ying Ying and Le Le, shut down on Jan. In 2014, the World Wide Fund for Nature estimated that there were only 1,864 giant pandas remaining in the wild. Other scientific efforts to find biological ways to break down major plastic are underway, including using wax moth larvae to break down polyethylene. The research, published in the journal Nature, is the product of screening 100,000 microorganisms. (The Guardian, Nature) (The Guardian, The New York Times)WorldwideScientists have created a mutant bacterial enzyme that can break down PET, which is used to make plastic drink bottles. Carbios, the company behind the breakthrough, intends to reach industrial-scale recycling within five years. Hong Kong

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Giant pandas Le Le (top) and Ying Ying at Ocean Park mated for the first time in 13 years in the privacy of Hong Kong’s pandemic lockdown. It partnered with companies such as L’Oréal and Pepsi to speed up development. It is not yet known if a cub is on its way. Pregnancy is more likely through natural mating over artificial insemination, and after 10 years of trials and lessons, zookeepers and experts say this is a cause for celebration. The chemicals then can be used to make new food-grade plastic bottles. 26, freeing the amusement park of its usual crowds. Female pandas are fertile for only 24 to 72 hours a year, which makes matters more difficult for animal conservationists working to reverse the population decline of the vulnerable species. 5. The species is known for its reluctance to mate and difficulties with fertility. Two giant pandas successfully mated for the first time during the coronavirus lockdown after living together for 13 years in a Hong Kong zoo.

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The ban of toxic pesticides such as DDT and conservation efforts have also contributed to the comeback. (ABC News, St. SSE’s plant, designed in 1973 to serve 2 million customers, had been losing £3 million ($3.68 million) per year. NigeriaMakoko, the world’s largest floating slum, is being given a place on digital maps of Nigeria, a sign of recognition and inclusion of a place that is home to an estimated 250,000 people. In 2019, coal-fired electricity only made up 2.1% of U.K. Similar initiatives are being replicated across the country. May 1, 2020

By Nusmila Lohani
Staff Writer

1. After almost 50 years, the U.K.’s leading energy corporations, SSE and RWE, shuttered their coal-fired plants on March 31. Residents were taught how to pilot drones and populate the map with images from the community. The continued increase in individual birds, as well as the record number of nests documented this year, is credited to the care afforded by the Bald and Golden Eagle Protection Act and the Migratory Bird Treaty Act. Now, the city tops 5,000 districts in Brazil’s education development index. According to the U.S. Peter Herald, The Chronotype)2. Fish and Wildlife Service, the number of nesting pairs in the continental U.S. (The Guardian)3. It is persistence and a lot of hard work,” says Ivo Gomes, Sobral’s mayor. (CNN)4. Staff

Places where the world saw progress, for the May 11, 2020 Monitor Weekly. In Minnesota, the eagle population has climbed from 1,312 in 2005 to around 4,000 by the latest estimate. United StatesThe bald eagle continues to make its comeback from the brink of extinction in the United States, particularly across the Upper Midwest, where states are reporting record high numbers of the national bird. The project, launched by the nonprofit organizations Code for Africa and Humanitarian OpenStreetMap in September 2019, is another step toward helping residents create an infrastructure that supports community development. Coal plants are going out of business largely because of a hefty government tax on carbon that aims to cut emissions in half, and competition from less expensive renewable energy sources. A roundup of positive stories to inspire you. United Kingdom

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After decades of operation, SSE’s Fiddlers Ferry electricity power station in northern England shuttered on March 31, 2020. BrazilLiteracy rates have risen dramatically over the past few years to 92% in Sobral, one of the poorest municipalities in Brazil, while the number of families living in extreme poverty declined by 89%. Loading… This is a result of a movement to improve education in Sobral, which started in 1997 with renovating school buildings, furnishing them with computers and resources, and boosting public spending on education. The closures leave only four coal plants in the country. Established nearly a century ago after fishermen from neighboring countries settled there, Makoko has been ignored by the Nigerian government or threatened with regular eviction notices. “People think it’s magic and it’s not. Two energy companies have shut down two coal-fired power operations ahead of the U.K.’s ban on coal-fired power beginning in 2025. Work has begun in 25 municipalities across five states. (The Guardian) Points of Progress: Breakthrough in plastic recycling, and more

Why We Wrote This

This is more than feel-good news – it’s where the world is making concrete progress. A navigable digital map aims to enable development of health care, electricity, and education services for the residents of Makoko. rose from 487 in 1963 to 9,789 in 2007, when the bald eagle was taken off the endangered species list. energy output. electricity. Four years ago, coal powered almost a quarter of U.K.

‘Left with my thoughts’: How our reporter fought the coronavirus

In France, where I live, the overwhelming majority of even the worst-affected patients survive. Often I will lie down with a book after lunch and wake up at five o’clock. “Because there are fewer ways out of there.”I was left with my thoughts, and I marshaled them into the protective wall I had been constructing in my head.It grew image by image: friends, my sons, our cat hiding in the rosebushes. Medical experts differ. I have to breathe in for as long and as steadily as I can so as to hold one or more of the balls at the top of their columns. I wove it all into a cord I could cling to. I didn’t need to be told.When dawn broke, I was still on six liters of oxygen, and comfortable. Hunkered down in my hospital bed, my room dimly illuminated by a ghostly night-light, I wove all those prayers and thoughts into a cord I could cling to while I hung on to my own willpower at the same time. I was prodded and probed, quizzed and queried, measured and metered. I was dazed and confused, struggling to fill my lungs, but I understood what she had to tell me. I was no longer alone.A decisive momentThe doctor who kept my wife informed of my condition in daily phone calls had told her that these 48 hours would be decisive. Believers of every ecumenical stripe prayed for me – worshipers at a synagogue in California, evangelical Christians in Colombia, the North African Muslim who mans my local newspaper kiosk, and, of course, Christian Scientists the length and breadth of this newspaper. The concern that doctors and nurses had been showing shaded almost imperceptibly into alarm. Some 83,000 people were hospitalized with coronavirus here during the first seven weeks of the pandemic; it is worth remembering that 84% of us were healed.The hasty transfer to a hospital near my Paris home was not in fact the start of my coronavirus experience. That, perhaps, explains why all the staff treating me were so young; all the doctors who cared for me were interns in their 20s. Within four days I was off oxygen altogether, and three days later I was discharged.Today, nearly three weeks later, I still tire very easily. Nonbelievers sent their love and concern, too.And I felt all that in my body and my soul. I didn’t listen to the news or to much music. At its heart stood Edith, her love for me and mine for her. The exercise is just as boring as it sounds.Much less boring, though, are meals now that I have recovered my sense of taste. When I was confronted one Saturday lunchtime with choucroute, a pile of fermented cabbage topped with several varieties of sausage and a chunk of pig knuckle, I could manage only a hollow laugh. I still find myself out of breath more quickly than normal when I do exercises to rebuild my withered muscles.I have a little machine to boost my lung capacity. Thankfully they proved sufficient. Nobody can tell me how long this might last.Nobody can tell me much, in fact. I had a severe case of coronavirus, she said, and was suffering from double pneumonia. Nobody came to take me to intensive care. I had already been confined to bed at home for 10 days, cared for by my wife and two adult sons. Loading… Less impressive, unfortunately, was the catering. Now I was in a nosedive.That night, in the middle of the night, a doctor came to see me. I was wakeful and alert all morning, and mid-afternoon a nurse turned the oxygen down to 5-1/2. But as a 66-year-old man in only average physical shape, I am particularly fond of the reason a young doctor gave me a couple of days before I left the hospital.“Because you are young and strong,” she said. No one who did not want to work there was obliged to do so. And so began my personal fight with the coronavirus that has struck at least 3 million other people around the world.Obviously, I lived to tell the tale. The clinic sent me straight to hospital. It consists of three columns and three balls. Its staff had all the personal protective equipment they needed, unlike a suburban hospital where a doctor friend was working, using a plastic trash bag as a gown.I found myself in a tall-windowed single room flooded with light, which made me more fortunate than most of my 100 fellow coronavirus patients. I have my own opinions on that, as I have explained. I lost 26 pounds during my illness.And then, suddenly, even hollow laughs were out of place. I had been stable. ‘Left with my thoughts’: How our reporter fought the coronavirus

Why We Wrote This

Brave health care workers, strong family bonds, a flood of support and prayer from friends around the world: Our correspondent, Peter Ford, shares how all helped him heal. 

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The Monitor’s global affairs correspondent, Peter Ford, stands outside the Paris hospital where he spent 10 days fighting – and beating – the coronavirus. I was no longer alone. Cementing the structure were the thoughts, messages, and prayers from friends. Believers of every ecumenical stripe prayed for me. )

By Peter Ford
Staff writer
@peterfordcsm

As far as I was concerned, once I had finished at the clinic I was going back home. She had no answer. “No,” I said. But as my wife, Edith, blew me a goodbye kiss from the entrance to the hospital, I felt extremely vulnerable.The staff who helped me had volunteered to serve on the coronavirus ward. Like many severe coronavirus patients, I had lost my senses of taste and smell, and with them my appetite. “They can take care of you better there.”“Because there are fewer ways out of there.”She was a young trainee doctor. I would be moved in the morning.“No,” I said.“Why not?” she asked. Friends I value especially for their courage and wisdom; my two sons, full of vitality and strength; memories that give me particular pleasure; a vision of our cat hiding in the rosebushes at our country home; a friend’s radiant painting of flowers, offering promise of a future; my brother in England.At the heart of this defensive mental kaleidoscope stood Edith, her love for me and mine for her. In lockdown, they found someone – with four legs – to love (video)But now I was getting short of breath. Nonbelievers sent love and concern, too.I felt that in my body and my soul. Instead I concentrated on myself, drawing on my resources. Why did I get better? And packed around the edges, in the chinks, cementing the structure, were all the thoughts, messages and prayers I was being sent from friends and colleagues across the world. And then wheelchaired to a little electric van that whizzed me to the building set aside for coronavirus patients.A new set of rhythmsI was at the Pitié Salpêtrière hospital. I faced difficulty forcing down a few spoonfuls of yogurt; even a banana defeated me. Their courage, and that of their nursing colleagues, was intensely moving. As my wife, Edith, blew me a goodbye kiss from the entrance to the blue canvas tent that served as the hospital’s makeshift admissions area for coronavirus cases, I felt extremely vulnerable.A hospital emergency room in high gear, however, does not leave you much time to feel lonely. Edith received even more. I couldn’t see her face behind her surgical mask, of course, but I could hear the smile in her voice as she told me what she was doing.And that’s how I stayed for the next 24 hours, hovering just inside the ward’s oxygen limits, and just out of reach of the ICU. I do not know how, but I did. She turned the lights out and left.Constructing a protective wallI was left with my thoughts, and I marshaled them into the protective wall that I had been constructing in my head each hospital night, a wall to keep the virus out.I built it image by image, each one giving me strength, forming an imaginary semicircular shield. And so began my personal fight with the coronavirus.In France, where I live, the overwhelming majority of even the worst-affected patients have lived to tell the tale. I was already having six liters of oxygen an hour pumped into me; on the standard coronavirus ward they could not administer more because that would require closer monitoring than they had staff for, the doctor explained.So they were preparing a bed for me in the intensive care unit, she said, where I would be given as much oxygen as I needed. More than 400 years old and spreading over several city blocks, the “Salpet” – as the place is known to Parisians – is one of the top teaching hospitals in Europe. I was in total quarantine in the soundproofed room, but my mobile phone brought the world to me: I talked several times a day to my family, I got calls and messages from around the world, I listened to the BBC and French news, I streamed Schubert and Vivaldi and Aretha Franklin.A nurse showed me how to fasten the two little tubes that fed oxygen into my nostrils and soon I was sucked into the implacable rhythm of high-maintenance hospital life, with visits from doctors and nurses and catering staff and cleaners – all covered head to toe in disposable protective gear – from six in the morning until 11 at night.Every one of those doctors and nurses and kitchen staff and cleaners, a nurse told me, had volunteered to serve on the coronavirus ward. May 1, 2020

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Deep Read ( 6 Min. Am I now immune to the virus? (I have lived a globetrotting life.)My mobile pinged with text messages and emails. And so have almost all the other 3 million victims. Karen Norris/Staff

Members of the Monitor staff welcome Peter Ford home from the hospital during a Zoom meeting. Their courage was intensely moving.But one night, doctors told me I would be moved in the morning to the intensive care unit. I have regained my appetite (and some of those missing 26 pounds), but strangely my sense of taste is now heightened; strong flavors such as vinegar, chili pepper, and ripe French cheese, once favorites, are now anathema. Instead, the clinic sent me straight to hospital. A little lacking in bedside manner, he told me bluntly that “the only place I’ve ever taken someone with a blood oxygen level as low as yours is the emergency room.”He was right. Paris
As far as I was concerned, once I had finished my lung scan at the clinic I was going back home, and I told the ambulance driver as much.He scoffed.
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Who’s ‘essential?’ From Germany to the US, you might be surprised.

Mure-Ravaud. It’s free. “I am not a nurse or on the front line, but I’m still here to provide some happiness to people,” says Mr. I am very proud.”Editor’s note: As a public service, we’ve removed the paywall   for all our coronavirus coverage. Now, they say thank you for being open. “Before this, people never said thank you.
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But some open stores share a common sentiment: pride in providing for their neighbors. But perhaps more important to the well-being of its citizenry, though still controversial, is golf. How coronavirus will change the US, from where we live to the way we connectAnd even as some purveyors in the U.S. Herzberg says, the decision was prudent governance. Apart from   that, Mr. But other decisions about what is essential reveal the character of country and culture.Editor’s note: As a public service, we’ve removed the paywall   for all our coronavirus coverage. state, and they were declared essential in a number of counties. Now, they shop for their parents and grandparents, who are distancing at home.To combat isolation, Mr. But it has found success that way, running its 2,000-member cycling club virtually and developing a platform to allow members to go online, grab a route they like, and track themselves by GPS.“Cyclists will always cycle,” Mr. It’s not, ‘OK, we can deliver in a week or two.’ They’re calling for pickup in an hour. Mure-Ravaud. )

By Lenora Chu
Correspondent
@LenoraChu

Golf courses, bike shops, pro wrestling, cheese stores – they may not appear to have much in common. Pfluger. Clients used to come in from all over the region; now they trickle in from the surrounding neighborhoods. He’s been seeing a lot of “children” in the shop – people he’s known since they toddled in with their parents decades ago. Pfluger. Loading… There was also a pride in servicing the community during challenging times.“Floridians live their days outside. People flocked to Standert’s website and phone lines to buy commuter bikes, in part to avoid public transport during the pandemic. Standert Bicycles’ retail store – which normally doubles as a repair shop, café, and post-training hangout for cyclists – has had to go mostly online. Mure-Ravaud has launched virtual wine tastings on Facebook and Instagram Live, which have been attended by more than 100 people. Courtesy of Standert Bicycles

Standert Bicycles CEO Max von Senger in his office, examining one of his Italian-made bike forks. It’s an outdoor culture, and we’re getting lots of thank-you’s for being open, lots of thank-you’s for sanitizing the golf carts,” says Mr. “We showed record numbers – over 200 rounds a day – during times we normally have 75.” Golfers came over from neighboring counties whose courses were closed, and others seized the ever-rarer opportunity to get fresh air.Staying open required the “unexpected altruism” of the community, says Mr. Now, they shop for their parents and grandparents, who are distancing at home. Why We Wrote This

Amid lockdowns, which services are considered crucial? Berlin
When Germany announced the country would be closing for business to try to contain the spread of the coronavirus, Standert Bicycles was one of the lucky retailers. Cycling has run deep in German culture ever since the first two-wheeled bicycle was invented by a German nobleman in 1817. But other decisions about which services should stay open reveal the character of country and culture, as leaders make hard choices about what’s critical to a functioning society. For owners, operating amid social distancing protocols has brought extra challenges. It’s free. Depending on where you are, the answers range from supermarkets to golf. Some staffers left because they were concerned. Though Standert’s Italy-based suppliers are on hiatus due to COVID, sales of commuter bikes are up as customers seek alternatives to public transportation. It’s as if we are returning to traditional commerce, commerce of the past,” Mr. That changed the fate of the semi-private Palm Cove Golf Club, especially as another important outdoor outlet – beaches – were ordered shut.“Our gates were flooded,” says Richard Pfluger, Palm Cove’s golf shop manager. Berlin considers bike shops an “essential business.”But they were surprised to discover just how essential they are.“Raw sales numbers increased,” says head of marketing Benedict Herzberg, despite closing their physical store and going online-only for a high-end product that people typically want to see in person many times before purchasing. So were chocolatiers and patisseries. He’s also seeing a lot of “children” – people he’s known since they toddled in with their parents decades ago. “We offered returning customers a discount, and some told us to take it and ‘put it in the tip box for corona times.’”Escape on the fairwaysFlorida has made headlines for one of its more questionable recipients of essential status: professional wrestling. Who’s ‘essential?’ From Germany to the US, you might be surprised. N-O-W.”As the COVID-19 pandemic swept across the globe, the implementation of lockdowns has forced hard choices on what businesses are critical to a functioning society. Since no one’s in a rush to get anywhere, clients linger and discuss recipes in detail.“It’s much more intimate because service takes longer. “It empowers people to go out, breathe fresh air, strengthen your immune system,” he says. But some also say there’s been an unexpected joy in being able to serve their community.“I am not a nurse or on the front line, but I’m still here to provide some happiness to people,” says Bernard Mure-Ravaud, owner of the cheese shop Fromagerie les Alpages in the French city of Grenoble. “It’s much more intimate because service takes longer. “They want bikes now. Martin Meissner/AP

People with bicycles meet at the clock park in Duesseldorf, Germany, at 6 p.m. But as lockdowns continue amid COVID-19, each has been deemed an “essential” business somewhere in the world.There’s a clear consensus that banks, grocery stores, gas stations, and the like qualify as essential. and Europe struggled with early logistical challenges of remaining open, they found unexpected joy in being “essential.”Perhaps it was predictable that Berlin would let the bike shops stay open. There is a clear consensus that banks, grocery stores, gas stations, and the like qualify as essential services. on April 24, 2020. Friends of the club helped procure scarce masks, gloves, and sanitizers. May 1, 2020

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Deep Read ( 4 Min. It’s as if we are returning to traditional commerce, commerce of the past,” says Mr. “We have an 87-year-old guy who walks nine holes every afternoon and made a plea for us to stay open so he can get his exercise.”“Providing happiness to people”In France, where the average person consumes almost 60 pounds of cheese a year, cheese shops were declared essential. Mure-Ravaud says. Herzberg says.And the sense of community – once celebrated in person at the shop and cafe – transferred to goodwill online. The Sunshine State has more golf courses than any other U.S. The days were long, and overtime was on order.“When the dust started to settle, I felt a certain accomplishment for having dealt with the stress,” says Mr. Bernard Mure-Ravaud,   owner of the cheese shop Fromagerie les Alpages in the city of Grenoble, found he’s been able to reconnect with his customers in new ways.After 37 years of business, Fromagerie les Alpages is back to the basics. Pfluger.

Jonathan Edwards – My Home Ain’t In The Hall Of Fame Lyrics

My home ain’t in the Hall of Fame
You can go there, but you won’t find my name
And my song don’t belong on Top 40 radio
I’ll keep the old back 40 for my home
Ain’t no truck-drivin’ man
Baby, I hitchhike all I can
Hey, I know the highway, it takes me where I need to go
I got a sunburned thumb
Yeah, I’m just a highway bum
Just have to play my guitar and fall in love some more
My home ain’t in the Hall of Fame
You can go there, but you won’t find my name
And my songs don’t belong on Top 40 radio
I’ll keep the old back 40 for my home
Some friends I left behind
You know, some have left me cryin’
And some have stayed right up there by my side
It’s good to have a home
Sometimes it’s good to be alone
You know, it sure feels good just to keep your good friends high, high
My home ain’t in the Hall of Fame
You can go there, but you won’t find my name
And my songs don’t belong on Top 40 radio
I’ll keep the old back 40 for my home
Yeah, I’ll keep the old back 40 for my home

Penal Colony – Thee Unbearable Lightness Ov… Lyrics

I heard tell of a man
Who fell off the Earth
He went hiding
To the scratches
That were cut in his name
Well, he caved in the ground
Device: broken
I wouldn’t have believed it
Were it not for the proof
It was whittled in bone
Attached to the cord
And in the front of the cranium
The magick it felt
And there were
Calls and accusations
Curdled up in the speaker;
He couldn’t fight back
He was bubbles in the beaker
Thee unbearable lightness ov feeling
Thee unbearable lightness ov seeing
Thee unexorable needles
That we’re needing
Well, they can’t be medicated
They won’t be erased
I heard a story of a man
Who jumped from a window
Just like Socrates before him
They’d hauled him off to prison
Well, he rose up from the ground
Aided by the brethren
He was enraged with suspicion
Carbombs on the street
And he prophesized of cells
And their alienation;
Incanted before flames on his
Hot rod Lincoln
Stripped before hostages
And blamed for their treason
He couldn’t get out
From under the pendulum
They’d left him
Thee unbearable lightness ov feeling
Thee unbearable lightness ov seeing
Thee unexorable needles
That we’re needing
Well, they can’t be medicated
They won’t be erased
Thee unbearable
Thee unexorable