The Script

I love listening to this one song. About a man who was so drunk and down, so hurt and broken, too compelled and trying; but the best got out of him. It moves me. The hurt and the brokenness. Gives me the need to pick this drunken guy up and let him cry everything out with a coffee on a bench beneath a tree in the park.

After a few years in, I got to know that the song was by The Script. Then I learnt that the band hails from Ireland, and I couldn’t assimilate on talent as I only have The Corrs in mind when it’s Irish – or Boyzone, or Westlife and other boybands. The Script is just… So unlike any of them and they ‘re just simply awesome. But I am not IT savvy. So I only hear what the radio plays.

Only today I found out the name of the song: The Man Who Can’t Be Moved.

And I just still love it.

It helps to bring out my compassion just when I feel I’ve run out of it for all other mental retardness. LOL.

Oh well.

And now getting the lyrics in, apparently it wasn’t about anyone getting drunk! LOL. Well…

“The Man Who Can’t Be Moved”

Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I’m not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
Saying, “If you see this girl can you tell her where I am?”

Some try to hand me money, they don’t understand
I’m not broke – I’m just a broken-hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do?
How can I move on when I’m still in love with you?

[Chorus:]
‘Cause if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
And you’ll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street

So I’m not moving, I’m not moving

Policeman says, “Son, you can’t stay here.”
I said, “There’s someone I’m waiting for if it’s a day, a month, a year.
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows.
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go.”

[Chorus:]
‘Cause if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
And you’ll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street

So I’m not moving, I’m not moving,
I’m not moving, I’m not moving

People talk about the guy that’s waiting on a girl, oh ohh
There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world, hmm

And maybe I’ll get famous as the man who can’t be moved
Maybe you won’t mean to but you’ll see me on the news
And you’ll come running to the corner
‘Cause you’ll know it’s just for you
I’m the man who can’t be moved
I’m the man who can’t be moved

[Chorus:]
‘Cause if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
And you’ll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street

[Chorus:]
‘Cause if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me
(So I’m not moving)
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
(I’m not moving)
Thinking maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
(I’m not moving)
And you’ll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
(I’m not moving)

Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I’m not gonna move

Author: INFJ Mommy

Her own worse critic, full of love and full of walls. She can't digest her own brain + emotion combo, with the littlest emotional bin EVER. They all just must be out, somewhere; sometimes imprinted into the walls of her blog etches.

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