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How funny is this I just asked Google to sign me somethin hapy

Such a Pure Innocence from within her voice,Ms.Luker.🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

This composer's message is much needed.

Preach it!

LYRICS: DAY ONE OF REHEARSAL YOU WALK IN WITH JUST A NAMETAG AND A BINDER FULL OF POSSIBILITY THERE, NOBODY KNOWS YOU YOU’RE A FACE LIKE EVERY OTHER - AND A PILE OF NERVOUS ENERGY. TRY NOT TO SHOW THE PANIC YOU BRING. NO ONE EVEN LOOKS UP UNTIL YOU SING. MAYBE IT’S ME IN THAT SPOTLIGHT - MAYBE IT’S ME ON THAT STAGE. MAYBE IT’S ME BREATHING LIFE INTO THE WORDS ON SOME NEW PAGE. DON’T WE ALL WANT SOMETHING NEW TO SEE? MAYBE IT’S ME. EVERYONE HERE KNOWS ME KNOWS MY FAMILY, KNOWS MY BUSINESS, BUT THEY’VE NEVER REALLY SEEN WHAT I CAN DO. NOW THINGS ARE CHANGING, THERE’S A FIRE LIT INSIDE ME, I’VE GOTTA SHOW THEM SOMETHING NEW! IF I COULD START AGAIN SOMEHOW, WITH A CLEAN SLATE, I’D START RIGHT NOW. MAYBE IT’S ME IN THAT SPOTLIGHT - MAYBE IT’S ME ON MY OWN! MAYBE IT’S ME BEING BIG ENOUGH TO FACE THE GREAT UNKNOWN. DON’T WE ALL WANT SOMETHING NEW TO SEE? MAYBE IT’S ME… STEPPING OUT BEYOND THE FOOTLIGHTS… BEING BRAVE ENOUGH TO TRY… OTHER PEOPLE TAKE CHANCES. WHEN WILL I? MAYBE IT’S ME IN THAT SPOTLIGHT - MAYBE IT’S ME AT THE FRONT OF THE LINE! MAYBE IT’S ME WHO’S THE DISTANT STAR THAT FINALLY GETS TO SHINE! WHAT IF I’VE GOT SOMEONE NEW TO BE? MAYBE IT’S ME. MAYBE IT’S ME. MAYBE IT’S ME!

REGARDS

Incredible song!!!!!! Brava Georgia!!!!

😘thanks for your talent

Her acting gives me goosebumps. That teary smile of a strong woman. She absolutely draws me in.

Wow her voice

I’m thinking of singing this but I can’t control my emotions

ALL OF HER PAPERS WERE IN ORDER; NOTHING WAS LEFT UNSIGNED. WE HAD THE HARD CONVERSATIONS ABOUT WHAT SHE WAS LEAVING BEHIND. THERE WERE SOME MOMENTS OF LAUGHTER. SHE PROMISED SHE WASN’T SCARED, BUT I WASN’T PREPARED. I WASN’T PREPARED. WE TALKED TO THE DOCTORS AND LAWYERS. I MADE SURE HER WISHES WERE KNOWN. WE CRIED AND WE PRAYED TOGETHER, AND THEN I WAS CRYING ALONE. NOTHING COMPARES TO THE SILENCE, ERASING THE LIFE WE SHARED. YOU CAN’T BE PREPARED. YOU CAN’T BE PREPARED. EVERYONE TALKS ABOUT LOSS LIKE IT’S PART OF A STORY - A GAME WE MUST PLAY. THERE’S DEATH AND DESPAIR IN THE NEWS EVERY DAY. HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE WHO DON’T CATCH YOUR EYE- HUNDREDS OF STRANGERS WHO QUIETLY DIE- ONE SOLE COMPANION YOU NEVER IMAGINED WOULD GO. BUT WHAT DID YOU KNOW? STRANGE HOW THE SUN KEEPS ON SHINING. WHAT A FALSE MESSAGE IT SENDS. PART OF THE SAGA OF LIVING IS LEARNING THAT EVERYTHING ENDS. SHE ASKED ME TO LET HER GO QUICKLY, SAID THAT’S WHAT I’D DO IF I CARED. BUT I’M UNPREPARED. I’M SO UNPREPARED. YOU’RE NEVER PREPARED. YOU’RE NEVER PREPARED.

Gotta

Who needs a lot of space? Who needs a lot of light? I’ll get myself a chair A pad and pen to write A ficus for the corner And some pictures hung just right And I have almost everything I need I’ll take some wooden crates And make a makeshift bar There’s an antiques fair in Rhinebeck I’ll just borrow someone’s car Some curtains for the window And some daisies in a jar And I have almost everything I need So it’s a bit dark So it’s a bit damp I’ll just close my eyes, Pretending I’m at camp It’s going to be great It’s going to be fun With a prayer for good luck And a bucket of Windex This room will be perfect For one The smell of baking bread Some good books I can read A fire escape for dreaming And a heart that’s finally freed A brand new life without you I’m a happy girl indeed And I have almost everything I need I have almost everything I need.

Maurice died in December. He was so stinking talented

Yay this is awesome! I thought this song would be easy to learn but I realize now that the reason the song sounds so cool is because pretty much none of the phrases have the same rhythm lol

I'm walking in my head down Avenue B As the echo of a guitar strums Tightening my overcoat And waiting for contentment Like a bus that never comes Crushing my hat over angry hair I beg my pocket for a cigarette But instead I find a nickel And a crumpled little napkin With a poem for a lover I need to forget... The wanting of you It colors everything I do It's in my house and in my bed It's there in every tear I shed When I don't think I'll make it through The wanting of you It is my unsurrendered prayer I trace your hands upon my skin How did I dare to let you in It's almost more than I can bear The wanting of you I patronize myself as I take my chair In the couldn't care less café Accept the silent greeting of the mother with the baby And the model with the black shar pei There's a NYU kid who raises one lid Then goes back to his thousand page book... And I spend another morning tracing stories in the oatmeal That some Spanish guy did not remember to cook... The wanting of you It wakes me up at half past two With long gone shadows I converse I think it can't get any worse But how I know that isn't true The wanting of you It is a never ending storm I wear it everywhere I go Just like a coat that doesn't know That it's supposed to keep me warm. You... Knocking on my door, stumbling over words Laughing at my jokes, losing wallets You, Never getting mad, sort of getting mad, never understanding Understanding everything You Absolutely right Absolutely wrong Everything that matters... Nothing but a song Nothing but a song I step into the bath round a quarter past three Let the water ease my wounded pride I wash away my sorrow with a promise of tomorrow But the water doesn't let me hide... The clock on the wall says go ahead stall You're entitled to a way to cope... And I wonder if it isn't really loneliness that kills you I think people really die of hope Of hope The wanting of you It colors everything I do It's in my house and in my bed It's there in every tear I shed When I don't think I'll make it through The wanting of you It is my unsurrendered prayer I trace your hands upon my skin How did I dare to let you in It's almost more than I can bear I trace your hands upon my skin How did I dare to let you in It's almost more than I can bear The wanting of you.

That’s like the first time I’m bawling eyeballs out.

I like to think that sweet Rebecca was waiting for Stephen Sondheim in that next place….oh the music they will make.

She's a natural

Brought tears in my eyes

Is there sheet music available for this? Marvelous

Featured in the fine CLOC production: Carlyn Jade Barenholtz (Jill), Teddy Ladley (Michael), Emily Holguin (Maggie), Erin Burtchaell (Zoe), Ian C. Weber (Adam).

been waiting for this one!!!

Thank you!!!! I absolutely adore this song.

Okay, who is making plate noises over Jeremy Jordan???

My teacher just sent me this to learn and I LOVE IT

I saw the comment that this song was about his mother but before I read that I thought this was about his wife. and for me I like it that way(I know it's just my interpretation) PS. I bought the CD this song is on. It was VERY different style, vocal wise and, I VERY MUCH prefer this live version of Jeremy's vocal than the recording.

Is there a place to purchase this?

This is beautiful. 💖💖💖

Beautiful!❤️

I love the feel to this!

Very cool.

Such an amazing performance!!!!!!!!!

Is there sheet music in this key? I wanna sing it for a class at UNI! :) I'd be happy to pay any price!

Love this song! Look up Lindsay Mendez's version. It's killer too.

gorgeous. The rain is full of ghosts tonight, it says... and an angel sings in our heart. Always remember, beautiful Rebecca.

My mother might have alzheimers so she always makes plans about the future and how she wants everything to be prepared. She even talked to us about euthanasia. She wants to test herself on the gene soon and if it’s positive it means we only have about 5 more years with her. You can’t be prepared.

I’ve been so sad these past couple of days upon hearing about her passing but I’m sure she meant every word of this song. I’m glad she’s no longer in pain. RIP Rebecca Luker. Thank you for this song.

An Utterly beautiful person and voice which will live on, Brava Ms. Luker '........Her voice could match the angels' in its glory................Fly away, meadowlark , Fly away in the silver morning.'

This hits differently now that she’s gone. I miss you, Rebecca.

Well... I was not going to cry. And then he dared to open his mouth. Now I’m crying. Alone by the way. ‘Cause the line “we cried and we prayed together and then I was crying alone” hit different. Jeremy, you can’t do that to me. Too much perfection. I am never prepared for anything you do.

Amazing! I got to meet her at college when studying foundation degree in musical theatre.

He wasn’t much to look at. I wouldn’t call him “fun.” He was twelve years old, And I was just eleven. My friends thought I was crazy, But my innocence was won By the boy who introduced my heart to heaven. He was the smartest boy In the whole sixth grade, And I couldn’t believe I’d found him. Though his teeth were in braces And his Dockers were frayed, I just wanted to be around him. There are men who make you lose yourself Or fill you with regret, But Adam won my lifelong love Because he played the clarinet. Doo do doo. Doo do doo… I wanted nothing more Than to share a stand With this prodigy of perfection. I dreamt of afterschool practice With the junior high band, Where we’d sit in the woodwind section. So I marched into the band room And became a devotee. For Adam was my lifelong love, And this would make him notice me. Doo do doo. Doo doo doo… Oh… how I practiced. God, did I suck. Adam gave lessons; I was in luck! All the scales he made me learn by heart. I had never seen him look so cute! I told him that his music was an art. He told me that his girlfriend played the flute. I was the dumbest girl In the whole fifth grade, And now everyone else had seen it. I announced I’d quit the band; My decision had been made, But I wished that I didn’t mean it. For the music had a hold on me, Much more than any fling. I knew I’d found my lifelong love, And Adam didn’t mean a thing. The marching band was not for me, But in the choir, I could sing. Doo doo doo. Doo doo doo… He was the smartest boy In the whole sixth grade.

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Great

I do find myself punching a lot of buttons and keys. Escape is so alluring--and then I wonder why the things I want to do are not happening. Thanks, Georgia.

Great rendition. I like her energy.

Heyyyyy Georgia! So glad to find you on UA-cam. Always knew you would inspire the world with your talent. Keep doing what you do best. Your old school friend Leigh Jones.🙂🎶❤️

Excellent! Love the songs and the voices, Georgia.