"There is a song clip presently playing on the Turner Classic Movie channel, during its "TCM Remembers", in remembrance of those artists who have passed on in 2006. It almost sounds like Nora Jones, and the chorus seems to say "press on"....can you help me?"
The song is "Press On" by Robinella. The lyrics (I figured out on my own, after studying the vernacular speech of eastern Tennessee, and consulting my college handbook on the Tennessee inflections, where Robinella is from) are: See me Sunday sweeping softly Flowers straight to pass my heels Hear the cries of Britain vainly Missing me (missing me)
Press on (press on) press on (press on) press on (press on) press on (press on)
I waste dark as I was sleeping That I can somehow fly away Run and leap until the open, Make my getaway.
Press on (press on) (press on) Press on (press on) (press on)
Though I fly out in to the out
Meet my Jesus at the door
He we will wear a gown of weary
So press on (Leaders press on) Press on (Press along)
Life is filled with bed of eulogy Dreams that whisper until I can sleep Yet there's hope down like an eagle It's not just with our shoes dirty anymore
Press on (press on) eagle
I know life moves slowly Further out into the sky And I know there's a reason I am gone, and fade tonight Though I fly give and live on Bade my chases out the door He will say that I am welcome
So press on Leaders press on Press on Press on Press on
I will not fade away tonight
Out the stone clouds are sleeping That I can somehow fly away Run and leap until the open Make my getaway
Press on
Sorry Phatt60, you were waaaaaaaaaaay off on the lyrics... here are the real lyrics as best I can tell:
See me Sunday sleeping softly Flowers straight across my knees Hear the cries of friends and family Missing me (missing me)
Press on (press on) press on (press on) press on (press on) press on (press on)
I always thought while I was sleeping That I could somehow fly away Run and leap unto the open, Make my getaway.
Press on (press on) (press on) Press on (press on) (press on)
So I fly up into Heaven Meet my Jesus at the door He will welcome the weary
So press on (Believers press on) Press on (Press along)
Life is filled with better music A breeze that whilstles like a song Let Him sweep down like an eagle It's not just with our shoes still in
Press on (press on) eagle
I imagine us floating Further up into the sky And I know there's a reason I am not afraid to die So I fly up into Heaven Meet my Jesus at the throne He will Say that I am welcome
So press on Believers press on Press on Press on Press on
I am not afraid to die
I always thought while I was sleeping That I could somehow fly away Run and leap into the open Make my getaway
Press on
Lyrics for PRESS ON by Robinella
See me Sunday sleeping softly Flowers straight across my knees Hear the cries of friends and family Missing me (missing me)
Press on (press on) press on (press on) press on (press on) press on (press on)
I always thought while I was sleeping That I could somehow fly away Run and leap unto the open, Make my getaway.
Press on (press on) (press on) Press on (press on) (press on)
So I fly up into Heaven Meet my Jesus at the throne He will welcome the weary
So press on (Believers press on) Press on (Press along)
Life is filled with better music A breeze that whilstles like a song Let Him sweep down like an eagle It's not just with our shoes still in
Press on (press on) eagle
I imagine us floating Further up into the sky And I know there's a reason I am not afraid to die So I fly up into Heaven Meet my Jesus at the throne He will Say that I am welcome
So press on Believers press on Press on Press on Press on
I am not afraid to die
I always thought while I was sleeping That I could somehow fly away Run and leap into the open Make my getaway
Press on
The song is "Press On" by Robinella or Robin Ella. I've seen the listing both ways. I believe it is Robinella.
I apologize. I was drunk, and I noticed my lyrics do not make sense. I am an idiot...