lines (from songs or poems) that send chills down your spine

[nittanylion302]

Remember when I moved in you?
The holy dark was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujah

-Rufus Wainwright, Hallelujah

damn, for some reason these three lines have such a powerful effect on me.

[MacGuffin]

Those are some good lines.

Spiritual and sexy. I love that confluence.

Moved from... dammit I don't remember.

[nittanylion302]

Those are some good lines.

Spiritual and sexy. I love that confluence.

Moved from... dammit I don't remember.

I just think "moved in you" is such a powerful euphemism for sex. I mean, to say "I moved in you" seems to be transcendent of physical pleasure, and to mean a lot more than to say, "I had sex with you."

[nottaprettygal]

Good lyrics, although "Hallelujah" is a Leonard Cohen song.

[nittanylion302]

Good lyrics, although "Hallelujah" is a Leonard Cohen song.

The cohen version is rather devoid of emotion to be honest. The Rufus Wainwright and Jeff Buckley versions are more emotionally powerful.

[Rhu]

I'm not sure if those lines were written by Cohen or not, but they don't appear in the original version of the song that I heard... I rather like the lines of the song that got cut out of the versions by Buckley, or Wainright, or whoever,

You say I took the Name in vain,
But I don't even know the name!
And if I did, then really, what's it to ya?
There's a blaze of light in every word,
It doesn't matter which you heard:
The Holy, or the broken hallelujah.

I always found it fun to scream along with those lyrics and imagine I was picking a fight with a zealot... My relationship with music is strange.



The cohen version is rather devoid of emotion to be honest. The Rufus Wainwright and Jeff Buckley versions are more emotionally powerful.

I disagree. There's a quiet and repressed intensity in parts, and restrained playfulness in other parts.

[Schuyler]

the song "Today" by Jefferson Airplane sums up my views about a certain someone who I can-never and will-never tell... its kinda depressing really, how damn sappy it is.

Today... I feel like pleasing you
more than before

Today... I know what I want to do
but I don't know what for

To be living for you
is all I want to do

To be loving you
it'll all be there when my dreams come true

Today... you'll make me say
that I somehow have changed

Today... you'll look into my eyes,
I'm just not the same

To be anymore than all I am
would be a lie

I'm so full of love
I could burst apart, and start to cry

Today... everything you want,
I swear it all will come true

Today... I realize how much
I'm in love with you

With you standing here
I could tell the world
what it means to love

To go on from here
I can't use words, they don't say enough

Please, please listen to me
It's taken so long to come true
And it's all for you
all for you....

[Oculus Sinister]

"For a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself, I lost myselffffffffffff................"

Tom York, Radiohead

[venerationOFrabbits]

I found this beautiful winter poem and thought it might be a comfort to you.

It was to me, and it's very well written.


"WINTER"
a poem by:
Abigail Elizabeth
McIntyre


SHIT!
It's Cold !

[TheFallandRiseOf]

"For a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself, I lost myselffffffffffff................"

Tom York, Radiohead

I thought of that line too. Simple but effective (esp with Thom Yorke wailing it in his best desperate and earnest voice). And we all know the feeling.

[outmywindow]

From John Keats' Ode to Melancholy

But when the melancholy fit shall fall
Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud,
That fosters the droop-headed flowers all,
And hides the green hill in an April shroud;
Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose,
Or on the rainbow of the salt sand-wave,
Or on the wealth of glob'd peonies;
Or if thy mistress some rich anger shows,
Emprison her soft hand, and let her rave,
And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes.

She dwells with Beauty -- Beauty that must die;
And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips
Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh,
Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips:
Ay, in the very temple of Delight
Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine,
Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue
Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine;
His soul shall taste the sadness of her might,
And be among her cloudy trophies hung

[darlets]

Kurt Cobain doing Penny Royaltea on their unplug album is rather moving. The second versus of "Heart shape box" is also rather good

(second verse and chorus Penny Royaltea)

Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld
So I can sigh eternally
I'm so tired I can't sleep
I'm anemic royalty
I'm a liar and a theif
I'm anemic royalty

I'm on warm milk and laxatives
Cherry-flavored antacids

Sit and drink Pennyroyal tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
I'm anemic royalty
I'm anemic royalty

---------------
Heart shaped box second verse

Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet
Cut myself on Angel Hair and baby's breath
Broken hymen of your highness I'm left black
Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back

[shum]

"Then I really miss what really did exist when I held your throat so tight."

okkervil river - for real

LOVE IT!

[TheFallandRiseOf]

From There Is A Light That Never Goes Out (The Smiths):

And in the darkened underpass
I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last
But then a strange fear gripped me
And I just couldn't ask

From In Memoriam (Alfred, Lord Tennyson):

And shall I take a thing so blind,
Embrace her as my natural good;
Or crush her, like a vice of blood,
Upon the threshold of the mind?

From Elm (Sylvia Plath):

I am inhabited by a cry.
Nightly it flaps out
Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.

I am terrified by this dark thing
That sleeps in me;
All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.

[lbloom]

This reminds me - the last time I had a chill run down my spine was this fantastic space sequence showing the sun emerging from around the earth's horizon, from, of all movies, Happy Feet. :blush:

Pink Floyd's Learning to Fly is good too. The studio version.

Things like that will really get to me sometimes.

[Moral Porn]

"Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off and dead
...
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know"

- Heroin, Velvet Underground


"I'll be your mirror
Reflect what you are, in case you don't know
I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset
The light on your door to show that you're home

When you think the night has seen your mind
That inside you're twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind"

- I'll be your mirror, Velvet Underground


I just like this line :)

"Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air..."

- Echoes, Pink Floyd

[Thorfinn]

"Just like the rain I'll be always falling
Only to rise and fall again"

If You Were Here - Thompson Twins

I know its a bit corny but the imagery in the words is quite evocative for me.

[PenguinHunter]

"well today is grey skies
tomorrow is tears
you'll have to wait til yesterday is here"

- Tom Waits

[Stoned_Rider]

Radiohead - Subterranean Homesick Alien
I wish that they'd swoop down in a country lane
Late at night when I'm driving
Take me on board their beautiful ship
Show me the world as I'd love to see it

I'd tell all my friends
But they'd never believe me
They'd think that I'd finally lost it completely

I'd show them the stars
And the meaning of life
They'd shut me away
But I'd be all right
All right..


Tool - Pushit
Staring down the hole again.
Hands are on my back again.
Survival is my only friend.
Terrified of what may come.

Remember I will always love you,
As I claw your fucking throat away.
It will end no other way.
It will end no other way.

[Eileen]

Oh the glory when you took our place,
but you took my shoulders and you shook my face
and you take and you take and you take

-Sufjan Stevens, "Casmir Pulaski Day"

and

Oh, conscience
Where will you carry me?
I found you,
star of terrifying effigies.
When the night falls
I carry myself to the fortress
of your glorious cost.
Oh, I may seek your fortress.

-Sufjan Stevens, "Star of Wonder"

and

And when we break we'll wait for our miracle
God is a place where some holy spectacle lies
And when we break we'll wait for our miracle
God is a place you will wait for the rest of your life

-Neutral Milk Hotel, "Two Headed Boy (Part II)"

[sosaiddave]

I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears

Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

- Velvet Underground "Venus in Furs"

Not sure if its the lyrics or that off-key violin, but this song sends shivers down my spine every single time.


--------

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.


So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.

- Pink Floyd "Time"

These lyrics are spot on. I can relate to the being young bit, and at the same time, it makes me feel older than my years. Its like i am 50 and can feel sorrow for all the wasted time in my youth. Specially the highlighted part, absolutely love it!

[earwax]

Pink Floyd's "Time" is great. We had an assignment in high school to find a popular song that could pass for poetry. I brought in Time... Teacher gave me an A+ and said it was an excellent choice. Later that week 3 kids in my class came up and told me that they went out and bought "Darkside Of The Moon" after hearing that.

[nottaprettygal]

The cohen version is rather devoid of emotion to be honest. The Rufus Wainwright and Jeff Buckley versions are more emotionally powerful.

Bah. I think that the Rufus Wainwright version is pretty devoid of emotion. Admittedly, I think Jeff Buckley's version is more powerful than the original, but that's good too.


I'm not sure if those lines were written by Cohen or not, but they don't appear in the original version of the song that I heard...

They weren't in his original version of the song. But if I'm not mistaken, Cohen later revamped the song on a live album, and inserted the lyrics in the OP.

[Conan]

From "Exit Music (for a film) (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Exit_Music_%28For_a_Film%29)" by Radiohead


You can laugh
A spineless laugh
We hope your rules and wisdom choke you
Now we are one in everlasting peace

A song about Romeo and Juliet's last morning alive, these lines are directed at their families (especially chilling in the context of the music and Thom Yorke's voice).

[Ivy]

I always get a shiver when I hear that System Of A Down song Chop Suey (I feel ridiculous typing this, but it's ALL TRUE).


Father into your hands, I commend my spirit
Father into your hands
why have you forsaken me
In your eyes forsaken me
In your thoughts forsaken me
In your heart forsaken, me oh
Trust in my self righteous suicide
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
In my self righteous suicide
I, cry, when angels deserve to die

It may not be the words themselves as much as the way they are sung.

Many, many Sufjan Stevens songs give me shivers, including but not limited to the one about John Wayne Gacy, All The King's Horns, O Come O Come Emmanuel, and so forth.

[Dunearhp]

U2:
"Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own"
"Walk On"

I like the Pet Shop Boys. A lot of their songs skirt a fine line between being clever and inane.

Chorus of "Jack The Lad"

Don't let them try to restrain you
This is your only religion
Don't let them try to detain you
You're not the only fool
We all fall, even Jack the lad
We all fall, even Jack the lad will fall

Part of "Too Many People". It'll sound familiar to anyone with a very strong chameleon reflex.

The husband or the hedonist
The businessman or the communist
The artist or the showbiz creep
The lover or the nervous geek
The question of identity
is one that's always haunted me
Whoever I decide to be
depends on who is with me

I sometimes think that I'm too many people
too many people, too many people
I sometimes think that I'm too many people
too many people, too many people at once

The tactless twit putting his foot in it
or the sensitive soul who's a role model
The urban jet setter never at home
or the country recluse, just leave me alone
Extrovert or introvert
Love is kind and love hurts
Rebellion or conformity
What is my identity?

[LuridLemur]

the car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel
and the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
and a dark wind blows

the government is corrupt
and we're on so many drugs
with the radio on and the curtains drawn

we're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
and the machine is bleeding to death

the sun has fallen down
and the billboards are all leering
and the flags are all dead at the top of their poles




the dead flag blues - godspeed you! black emperor

[MacGuffin]

I always get a shiver when I hear that System Of A Down song Chop Suey (I feel ridiculous typing this, but it's ALL TRUE).

It may not be the words themselves as much as the way they are sung.
I agree with this song. The lyrics are more than a bit emo, but they way they are sung is great.

[KuJo]

Por quando te vi enfermo con mentiras
Este ladron cuenta se dio
Trapa mal hecho de trampas
te lo juro que yo si te mato
Y con cada dia que se pase recuerdate
Quien era el mas poderoso

Don't let me, Don't let me go
There is a venom in numerical lies
Your convalescent thorns
Are but a crown of magnets
They fold the shakes inside that third glass eye
Come on and give it to me
Come on and die

In your viscera eyes
Cataracts close the blinds
Let me let comfort come drown by your side

Hay mi hija no me llores
Porque te quito de esta cruz
A noche te vi caminando
Sin la alma de tu cuerpo

En los brasos
sin luz
stains fall into the brick wall severed
four of them were watching
while the other three did hide
the culprit spat the seed
from the pdium of glass
shattering the sigil
that you thought was deitized

Don't let me, Don't let me go
there is a venom in numerical lies
your convalescent thorns
are but a crown of maggots
they rot the shakes
inside that third glass eye
come on and give it to me
come on and die

In your viscera eyes
cateracts close the blinds
let me let comfort come drown by your side

Wait
I've seen the ark shake
from your mnemonic tongue
But the braille
that you weave
of itself ,it shall read aloud
Yes it will
I said, she's falling, she's still falling
But no one wants to come
She's crawling, she's still crawling
On your burial ground

Viscera Eyes by The Mars Volta

most of their music is like poetry, i love it.

[sosaiddave]

System of a Down's Chop Suey is awesome.

[darlets]

System of a Down's Chop Suey is awesome.

:banana:

Yup, what he said.

[Krill]

When the Tigers Broke Free, the delivery is what makes it so effective.

And this segment from another song:

Mom and dad are fightin’
As Rosie lies there crying
For once again she’s overheard
Regrets of their mistake
With Christmas bells a-ringing
Little Rosie’d leave them grieving
The gift she’d give her family
Would be the pills she’d take

An inconvenient child
She wasn’t worth their while

[Lurker]

From "My Last Duchess," by Robert Browning

My favorite lines:

She thanked men, — good! but thanked
Somehow — I know not how — as if she ranked
My gift of a nine-hundred-years-old name
With anybody's gift. Who'd stoop to blame
This sort of trifling? Even had you skill
In speech — (which I have not) — to make your will
Quite clear to such an one, and say, "Just this
Or that in you disgusts me; here you miss,
Or there exceed the mark" — and if she let
Herself be lessoned so, nor plainly set 40
Her wits to yours, forsooth, and made excuse,
--E'en then would be some stooping, and I choose
Never to stoop.

[CoHo]

Polly wants a cracker
I think I should get off of her first
Maybe she wants some water
To put out the blow torch

[narsasistickx]

this song just runs chills up my spine....
Artist: System of a Down & Hed Pe

The sky is falling, i don't care
I just want to feel good
Her train's leaving, she don't care
She just wants to feel good
The world is dying, we don't care
We just want to feel good
It's all over, we don't care
We just want to feel good

[farfegnugen]

YOU STOLE MY GUN KID THATS NOT BRIGHT. I LIVE BY THE SWORD GONNA DIE BY THE SWORD. WHY DONT YOU JUST TAKE THE GUN AND PUT IT TO YOUR HEAD AND SQUEEZE THE TRIGGER, NIGGER. IM SORRY DID I CALL YOU A NIGGER? I MEANT SPIC. I KNOW THIS SONG IS A HIT. WHETHER OR NOT YOU THINK IM A RACIST OR BIGOT, I JUST KNOW HES A FUCKING FAGGOT TO DO THIS SHIT THAT HE DID TO ME.

it's on - reh dogg

[Meliora]

Good-bye and Keep Cold (Robert Frost)
--------------------------------------

This saying good-bye on the edge of the dark
And the cold to an orchard so young in the bark
Reminds me of all that can happen to harm
An orchard away at the end of the farm
All winter, cut off by a hill from the house.
I don't want it girdled by rabbit and mouse,
I don't want it dreamily nibbled for browse
By deer, and I don't want it budded by grouse.
(If certain it wouldn't be idle to call
I'd summon grouse, rabbit, and deer to the wall
And warn them away with a stick for a gun.)
I don't want it stirred by the heat of the sun.
(We made it secure against being, I hope,
By setting it out on a northerly slope.)
No orchard's the worse for the wintriest storm;
But one thing about it, it mustn't get warm.
'How often already you've had to be told,
Keep cold, young orchard. Good-by and keep cold.
Dread fifty above more than fifty below.'
I have to be gone for a season or so.
My business awhile is with different trees,
less carefully nurtured, less fruitful than these,
And such as is done to their wood with an ax--
Maples and birches and tamaracks.
I wish I could promise to lie in the night
And think of an orchard's arboreal plight
When slowly (and nobody comes with a light)
Its heart sinks lower under the sod.
But something has to be left to God.

(Beautiful imagery and metaphor, I think.)

[Deadbolt]

Radiohead - Motion Picture Soundtrack when Thom goes "I think you're crazy, maybe, i think you're crazy"

Seriously, I've cried to that song. And I hardly ever cry.

[Sojourner]

From Maya Angelou's "I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings":

"The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom."


From Evanescence's "Before the Dawn":

"Maybe tonight / we'll fly so far away / we'll be lost before the dawn..."


From Heather Dale's "Mordred's Lullaby":

"Guileless son, each day you grow older
Each moment I'm watching my vengeance unfold
Oh the child of my body, the flesh of my soul
Will die in returning the birthright he stole."


A note on that last one - I was listening to the song under the Morgause interpretation, although I later found out that the artist had composed it under the Morgan le Fay interpretation. Very different animals.


And from WB Yeats's "To a Child Dancing in the Wind":
"O you will take whatever's offered
And dream that all the world's a friend,
Suffer as your mother suffered,
Be as broken in the end.
But I am old and you are young,
And I speak a barbarous tongue."

[scroggzen]

Por quando te vi enfermo con mentiras
Este ladron cuenta se dio
Trapa mal hecho de trampas
te lo juro que yo si te mato
Y con cada dia que se pase recuerdate
Quien era el mas poderoso

Don't let me, Don't let me go
There is a venom in numerical lies
Your convalescent thorns
Are but a crown of magnets
They fold the shakes inside that third glass eye
Come on and give it to me
Come on and die

In your viscera eyes
Cataracts close the blinds
Let me let comfort come drown by your side

Hay mi hija no me llores
Porque te quito de esta cruz
A noche te vi caminando
Sin la alma de tu cuerpo

En los brasos
sin luz
stains fall into the brick wall severed
four of them were watching
while the other three did hide
the culprit spat the seed
from the pdium of glass
shattering the sigil
that you thought was deitized

Don't let me, Don't let me go
there is a venom in numerical lies
your convalescent thorns
are but a crown of maggots
they rot the shakes
inside that third glass eye
come on and give it to me
come on and die

In your viscera eyes
cateracts close the blinds
let me let comfort come drown by your side

Wait
I've seen the ark shake
from your mnemonic tongue
But the braille
that you weave
of itself ,it shall read aloud
Yes it will
I said, she's falling, she's still falling
But no one wants to come
She's crawling, she's still crawling
On your burial ground

Viscera Eyes by The Mars Volta

most of their music is like poetry, i love it.

I went through a little phase a while back, and realized I only liked it because that's when I laid off the herb completely. The more thought I put into their songs, the more I realize they just string shit together for the sake of sounding weird. Like they grab their answers from a PSAT study book or crossword puzzle answers. This applies to them instrumentally also. But hey, to each his own. I prefer a little more emotion when it comes to music.

[lbloom]

The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face...

Listening to it now, loud.

[songbird36]

I just think "moved in you" is such a powerful euphemism for sex. I mean, to say "I moved in you" seems to be transcendent of physical pleasure, and to mean a lot more than to say, "I had sex with you."

Or it could just mean "I was trying to get to orgasm as quickly as possible by maximising my action in you"

*ISTJ interpretation* :)

[Arcturus]

The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face...
Aww man, you took mine. That's exactly the line that came to me when I saw the title of this thread. It's fucking incredible. The words, the drums, harmonica...it all comes together for a magical kind of synergy here. It's one of those songs I wish I could hear for the first time again.

I love the whole song but the first two verses especially are out of this world:


Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind

In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane
Louise, she's all right, she's just near
She's delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna's not here
The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place

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many parts of the bible - the writings of g.k. chesterton, poems of blake spencer dickinson eliot dante -- the stories of flannery o'connor and kafka--music of bach and aphex twin and probably a lot here--plays of beckett sophocles aeschylus shakespeare euripidies.

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From John Keats' Ode to Melancholy



i enjoyed reading this.

i tend to not like the romantics, they bore me on the whole, but i have a soft spot for gentle keats. his to autumn is one of my favorite poems.

[booyalab]

of all the music I like, the only lyrics I really care about are those of Maynard Keenan

Tool- Stinkfist



Something kinda sad about the way that things have come to be. Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?

How can it mean anything to me if I really don't feel anything at all?

I'll keep digging till I feel something.

Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax, turn around and take my hand.


Tool- Hooker with a penis


All you know about me is what I've sold you, Dumb fuck.
I sold out long before you ever heard my name.
I sold my soul to make a record, Dip shit, and you bought one

A Perfect Circle- The Noose


And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you to the ground
But I'm more than just a little curious
How you're planning to go about
Making your amends to the dead

[songbird36]

Tool's got pretty popular here. Not even regarded as "alternative" in NZ anymore (the alternative radio stations no longer play Tool) :)

[Tayshaun]

I am he as you are he as you are me
and we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun
see how they fly
I'm crying
Sitting on a cornflake
Waiting for the van to come
Corporation T-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man you've been a naughty boy
you let your face grow long

I am the eggman
they are the eggmen
I am the walrus

[TheFallandRiseOf]

One of the most haunting songs ever written (and sung) Jacques Brel - Ne Me Quitte Pas (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FeccIATE554):

Ne me quitte pas
Il faut oublier
Tout peut s'oublier
Qui s'enfuit deja
Oublier le temps
Des malentendus
Et le temps perdu
A savoir comment
Oublier ces heures
Qui tuaient parfois
A coups de pourquoi
Le coeur du bonheur
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Moi je t'offrirai
Des perles de pluie
Venues de pays
Ou il ne pleut pas
Je creuserai la terre
Jusqu'apres ma mort
Pour couvrir ton corps
D'or et de lumiere
Je ferai un domaine
Ou l'amour sera roi
Ou l'amour sera loi
Ou tu seras reine
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Ne me quitte pas
Je t'inventerai
Des mots insenses
Que tu comprendras
Je te parlerai
De ces amants-la
Qui ont vu deux fois
Leurs coeurs s'embraser
Je te raconterai
L'histoire de ce roi
Mort de n'avoir pas
Pu te rencontrer
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

On a vu souvent
Rejaillir le feu
D'un ancien volcan
Qu'on croyait trop vieux
Il est parait-il
Des terres brulees
Donnant plus de ble
Qu'un meilleur avril
Et quand vient le soir
Pour qu'un ciel flamboie
Le rouge et le noir
Ne s'epousent-ils pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Ne me quitte pas
Je ne vais plus pleurer
Je ne vais plus parler
Je me cacherai la
A te regarder
Danser et sourire
Et a t'ecouter
Chanter et puis rire
Laisse-moi devenir
L'ombre de ton ombre
L'ombre de ta main
L'ombre de ton chien
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

[anu bys]

Pretty much anything by Kate Bush
Its the melancholy it brings out in me

--------------------------------------

I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.
I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.

I should be crying, but I just can't let it show.
I should be hoping, but I can't stop thinking

Of all the things I should've said,
That I never said.
All the things we should've done,
That we never did.
All the things I should've given,
But I didn't.

Give me these moments back.
Give them back to me.
Give me that little kiss.
Give me your hand.

--------------------------------------

I sit here in the thunder
The green on the grey
I feel it all around me
And it's not easy for me
To give away a secret
It's not safe

[nfinityi]

I wish I was the evidence,
I wish I was the grounds,
For fifty million hands upraised,
And open towards the sky,

I wish I was a sailor with,
Someone who waited for me,
I wish I was as fortunate,
As fortunate as me,

I wish I was a messenger,
And all the news was good,
I wish I was the full moon,
Shining off a Camaro's hood,

"Wishlist" by Pearl Jam

[junxo]

Emily Bronte's Am I The Only Being

I am the only being whose doom
No tongue would ask no eye would mourn
I never caused a thought of gloom
A smile of joy since I was born
In secret pleasure ? secret tears
This changeful life has slipped away
As friendless after eighteen years
As lone as on my natal day
First melted off the hope of youth
Then Fancy's rainbow fast withdrew
And then experience told me truth
In mortal bosoms never grew
'Twas grief enough to think mankind
All hollow servile insincere
But worse to trust to my own mind
And find the same corruption there

Neutral Milk Hotel's King of Carrot Flowers pt. 1

And this is the room
One afternoon I knew I could love you
And from above you how I sank into your soul
Into that secret place where no one dares to go

[Jasz]

turning up the roland-303 always sends chills down my spine

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turning up the roland-303 always sends chills down my spine
wow, jasz! i have to agree with you totally on that. the sound of the 303 never gets old; and any line, however random, sounds unequalled. it can be slow and dreamy or fast and insane. awesome awesome awesome synth!

[Google Monster]

There are no mistakes in life some people say
It is true sometimes you can see it that way.

[faith]

From The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, by T. S. Eliot

...Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.

For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?...

...Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head [grown slightly bald] brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet--and here's--no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid...

[mr. treat]

From The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, by T. S. Eliot

that is an amazing poem in general.

"And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea."

[ThirtyFour]

System of a Down is great in general. So are Nine Inch Nails and Tool.

Possibly the most moving thing I've ever read is:

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
EDGAR ALLAN POE

[Arcturus]

that is an amazing poem in general.

"And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea."

Hmm. That reminds me vaguely of the lines

Sail me on a silver sun, where I know that I'm free
Show me that I'm everywhere, and get me home for tea

from the Beatles' 'It's All Too Much', though they're describing space rather than time. I wonder if there's a conscious homage there when referecing the tea.

[Jennywocky]

DENY (Jonatha Brooke)

mother mother
you're not listening anymore
i am still the little boy
with his height notched on the door
and it seems that my life
has not turned out cut or dried
and it should have been love,
love that showed you why

you cannot deny
you cannot deny me
now

father father
you are making a big mistake
i am not a shiny trophy
or another call you forgot to make
i have listened very closely
to every word you have not tried
and it should have been love,
love that showed you why

you cannot deny
you cannot deny me
now

oh my Lord
why's it so taking you so long
to give me grace
and the dignity to right these wrongs
i will lead today
i will follow you tomorrow
when the gloaming of my life
brings the promise of a peaceful night
and there's just one thing
that i need to know

that you will not deny
you will not deny me
now

[cold]

x

[justmyimagination]

Do you know who I am? If I fell to pieces could you
Reassemble the jigsaw?...
-Demetria Martinez

This scared me because it made me run through the list of people I know and realize that I don't know anyone who knows me that well. I don't think my friends and family collectively could do it. Then again, I'm not sure I could do it for anyone else. One friend comes closer by far than anyone, and I only met her a year ago. It's strange to think about how that works. I love the metaphor though.

[airjaw]

I'm gonna post something hip-hop cuz there hasn't been much yet.


Binary star, second verse of Masters of the Universe

Battle vocalist the one man army in a war against a bliss
Rockin' knowledge brings a weaponist
Don't just step to this
I sent Pharoah messages Mic Moses takin' my people on an exodus
We on the run, I split the m-i-c open
Kids try to follow but get swallowed in the ocean
Preacher of the truth, non-believers makin' mockery
It ain't no stoppin' me, I fulfill all prophecy
Similar to David with the rock, I sling shots at your baddest warrior plus
I'm ill with the poetry
You know its me but you still couldn't catch us, manuever on the mic or lose
heads like John the Baptist
When I rap this whack MC's feel the rapture
Others fugitive style your brains couldn't capture
Ever since the beginning of time
Let there be light
That's the first day, I wrote my first rhyme
I'm still writin', I seen you lookin' at 'em, but don't even think about
bitin'
Forbidden poetry is a life
Dig these, your ass couldn't hide from me with fig leaves..

[ApeTheDog]

Elvis Costello's "I want you" is a masterful spine creeper song:

I don't think I can live without you...
and i know that I never will

Nick Cave's "Red Right Hand" is good too, though more because of the music:

He'll rekindle all the dreams it took you a lifetime to destroy.
He'll reach deep into your soul, steal your shrinking soul
but there wont be a single thing that you can do

[NoahFence]

Weezer:

If you want to destroy my sweater
Hold this thread as I walk away

[WongNumber7]

Pophyria's Lover. The last two lines of the poem when the speaker is sitting in the darkness with his dead lover's body (a girl he strangled with her own hair).

And all night long we have not stirred,
And yet God has not said a word!

Morbid and creepifying, all the more so since it sticks with you.

[What? Oh. My bad.]

The needle tears a hole;
the old familiar sting.
Try to kill it all away,
but I remember everything.

What have I become,
my sweetest friend?
Everyone I know
goes away in the end.

And you could have it all;
my empire of dirt.
I will let let you down;
I will make you hurt.

[What? Oh. My bad.]

"First mountains are mountains and rivers are rivers.
Then mountains are no longer mountains and rivers are no longer rivers.
Finally, mountains are mountains and rivers are rivers."

[charred_heart]

The night has a thousand eyes
the day but one
yet, the light of the dying world dies
with the dying sun

-Francis William Bourdillon

the only piece of poetry I could never forget.

[Methofelis]

This is a song by Information Society that I've always related to. It runs the same lyrics over again, but they work for me.

Ending World 1.1

And I was born in a world that's ending
Tell me you're gonna fall down any day now
Eternal change outside me howling
And inside everything stays the same

And it's the end of my world once again
And things are never gonna change when I die
As the circle comes to an end in my room
And everything stays the same outside

I also love this, by Dead Can Dance -- The Ubiquitous Mr. Lovegrove

I thought that you knew it all
Well you've seen it ten times before.
I thought that you had it down
With both your feet on the ground.
I love slow... slow but deep.
Feigned affections... wash over me.
Dream on my dear
And renounce temporal obligations.
Dream on my dear
It's a sleep from which you may not awaken.

You build me up, then you knock me down.
You play the fool while I play the clown
We keep time to the beat... of an old slave drum.
You raise my hopes then you raise the odds
You tell me that I dream too much
Now I'm serving time in disillusionment.

I don't believe you anymore... I don't believe you.

I thought that I knew it all
I'd seen all the signs before.
I thought that you were the one
In darkness my heart was won.

You build me up then you knock me down.
You play the fool while I play the clown.
We keep time to the beat... of an old slave drum.
You raise my hopes then you raise the odds
You tell me that I dream too much
Now I'm serving time in a domestic graveyard.

I don't believe you anymore... I don't believe you.

Never let it be said I was untrue
I never found a home inside of you.
Never let it be said I was untrue
I gave you all my time.

[Rajah]

Leonard Cohen - Suzanne - The whole song is amazing.

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half crazy
But that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.
And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.


Dylan - Tangled Up in Blue - especially this bit:

She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess,
But I used a little too much force.
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best.
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin' away
I heard her say over my shoulder,
"We'll meet again someday on the avenue,"
Tangled up in blue.

[MacGuffin]

Dylan - Tangled Up in Blue - especially this bit:

She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess,
But I used a little too much force.
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best.
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin' away
I heard her say over my shoulder,
"We'll meet again someday on the avenue,"
Tangled up in blue.
My fave part is:

"I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs,
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air.
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died.
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside.
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn,
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,
Tangled up in blue."

I have no idea what all that means (dealing with slaves?) but it sounds cool.

[Rajah]

My fave part is:

"I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs,
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air.
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died.
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside.
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn,
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,
Tangled up in blue."

I have no idea what all that means (dealing with slaves?) but it sounds cool.Oh, face it. The whole song is fucking great.

:)

[MacGuffin]

Oh, face it. The whole song is fucking great.

:)
Of course!

I'm going to listen to it right now!

[Rajah]

Of course!

I'm going to listen to it right now!I mean, it's something being the best Dylan song!

[MacGuffin]

I mean, it's something being the best Dylan song!
Damn, I thought I was the only one that thought that.

I like "Desolation Row" almost as much, don't know what it means either!

[nottaprettygal]

I mean, it's something being the best Dylan song!

Says who!?

I think that "Visions of Johanna" and "The Times They Are a-Changin'" may be better. Although, my personal favorite Dylan song is "Most of the Time." So sad.

[MacGuffin]

Says who!?
You're outvoted.

[Rajah]

Damn, I thought I was the only one that thought that.

I like "Desolation Row" almost as much, don't know what it means either!Ooh, good song.




Excerpt from Regina Spektor's "Samson":

Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
Oh I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
And he told me that I'd done alright
And kissed me 'til the mornin' light, the mornin' light
And he kissed me 'til the mornin' light

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
Ate a slice of Wonder bread and went right back to bed
Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down
Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one
And history books forgot about us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first

[earwax]

My fave part is:

"I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs,
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air.
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died.
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside.
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn,
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,
Tangled up in blue."

I have no idea what all that means (dealing with slaves?) but it sounds cool.
I've always interpreted the "dealing with slaves" line as saying he was a drug dealer or maybe a pimp.

[MacGuffin]

I've always interpreted the "dealing with slaves" line as saying he was a drug dealer or maybe a pimp.
I thought the sex trade too.

[nottaprettygal]

I've always interpreted the "dealing with slaves" line as saying he was a drug dealer or maybe a pimp.

Actually, I'm pretty sure that it just has to do with actual slaves.

[MacGuffin]

Actually, I'm pretty sure that it just has to do with actual slaves.
Dylan being literal? Interesting interpretation.

[earwax]

Actually, I'm pretty sure that it just has to do with actual slaves.
Which describes all the drug addicts I've ever known.

[Rajah]

Food for thought:

Jonathan Cott makes some incomprehensible comments about the album's treatment of time: "When we feel removed from the present, we can either remember and recollect the spaces of memory." He sees "Tangled Up in Blue" as Dylan's comment on the lost spirit of the 1960's and his own musical failures in its wake. He labels "Tangled" "a song of longing for the vanishing beloved, as well as for the lost spirit of the Sixties." The narrator sings of his period living on Montague Street, "There was music in the cafes at night/And revolution in the air." These lines seem to allude to the musical and social upheaval that occurred in the previous decade. The reference to "dealing with slaves" could be Dylan's indictment of his fellow musicians' "selling out" to the excess and drugs of the "Me Decade." The narrator's response to the collapse of the Montague Street idyll also sounds suspiciously like Dylan's own retreat into domesticity after his near-fatal motorcycle crash in 1966: "And when finally the bottom fell out/I became withdrawn,/The only thing I knew how to do/Was to keep in keepin' on like a bird that flew."


-http://www.nassauweekly.com/view_article.php?id=291

[nottaprettygal]

Food for thought:

Eh. I guess that's one interpretation. I've also heard that the slave line is a reference to Arthur Rimbaud, who gave up poetry early in his life and allegedly became a slave dealer. Also, he and his lover Paul Verlaine lived in London for awhile, which is where Montegue Street is located.

[Rajah]

Eh. I guess that's one interpretation. I've also heard that the slave line is a reference to Arthur Rimbaud, who gave up poetry early in his life and allegedly became a slave dealer. Also, he and his lover Paul Verlaine lived in London for awhile, which is where Montegue Street is located.Dylan!

We'll never know.

[earwax]

One thing's for sure, Dylan will never tell us what he was talking about.

BTW - wasn't Ringo's apartment (where John and Yoko got busted) on Montague Street?

[Rajah]

BTW - wasn't Ringo's apartment (where John and Yoko got busted) on Montague Street?34 Montague Square.

[Savy]

"Arienette" by Bright eyes:
the fragile keep secrets
gathered in pockets
and they?ll sell them for nothing
a cheap watch or locket
that kind of gold washes off
and the sad act like lepers
they stick to the shadows
they long to ring bells of warning
to tell of their coming
so that the pure can shut their doors
and the angry are animals senseless and savage
they act without order in logical lapses
they stain their mouths with blood
so take my hand
this barren land is alive tonight
and the corn has grown
stalks that form a wall too high
but the wind carries sounds
that I can't see from beyond that line
then the stalks begin to sway
oh, stay with me Arienette
until the wolves are away
well, the wicked are vultures
and they bake in the canyons
they circle in sunlight
and wait for their victims
to collapse and call to them
the desperate are water
they?ll run down forever as they soak into silence,
mend up together in a dark and distant
dark and distant place
so don't leave me here
with only mirrors watching me
this house it holds nothing but the memories
and the moon it leaves silver but never sleep
and then the silver turns to gray
oh, stay with me Arienette
until the wolves are away
are away.

This single line from Bright eye's "At the bottom of everything":

"I'm happy just because I found out I am really no one."

"Padriac, my prince" By Bright eyes

"Cosmia" by Joanna Newsom
When you ate i saw your eyelashes
Saw them shake like wind on rushes
In the corn field when she called me
Moths surround me - thought they'd drown me

And i miss your precious heart
And i miss your precious heart

Can you hear me, will you listen milkymoon
Don't go near me, don't go missing
In the lissome light of evenin'
Help me, cosmia - i'm grievin'

Dry rose petals, red round circles
Frame your eyes, and stain your knuckles
Dry rose petals, red round circles
Frame your eyes, and stain your knuckles

And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread and water, water in
But though i tried so hard my little darling
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in

And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread and water, kith and kin
But in the quiet hour when i am sleepin'
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in

Why you gone away
Gone away again
I'll sleep through the rest of the day
If you're gone away again
I'll sleep through the rest of the day
Sleep through the rest of the day
Sleep through the rest of the day

Why've you gone away, away
Seven suns, seven suns
Away, away, away, away

Can you hear me, will you listen
Don't come near me, don't go missin'
In the lissome light of evenin'
Help me cosmia, i'm grievin'

And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread and water, water in
But though i tried so hard my little darlin'
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in

And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread and water, kith and kin
But in the quiet hour when i am sleeping
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in

Beneath the porch light we've all been circlin'
Beat our duck's hearts, singe our flower wings
But in the corner, somethin's happenin'
Wild cosmia - what have you seen?

Water wet her limbs, fire warms her hair
[water were her limbs, fire was her hair]
See the moonlight caught her eye
And she rose through the air
Well if you see true light, then this is my prayer, oh;
Will you call me when you get there?

And i miss your precious heart
And i miss your precious heart
And i miss your precious heart
And i miss your precious heart
But release your precious heart
To its feast, oh precious heart milkymoon

"Bridges and Balloons" by Joanna Newsom

"Sadie" by Joanna Newsom

"Only skin" by Joanna Newsom

"Soul meets Body" by Death cab for cutie

"I'll follow you into the dark" by Death cab for cutie

"Fake frowns" by Death cab for cutie

All excellent music. Bright eyes is my favorite band. Connor's voice is absolutely amazing.

[steelle]

Most of Dido's songs, especially "Here With Me"... just about brings me to tears every time I hear it...

Lyrics aren't anything special, but the song in it's entirety is heart-wrenching...


I didn't hear you leave
I wonder how am I still here
And I don't want to move a thing
It might change my memory

[Chorus:]
Oh I am what I am
I'll do what I want
But I can't hide
I won't go
I won't sleep
I can't breathe
Until you're resting here with me
I won't leave
I can't hide
I cannot be
Until you're resting here with me

I don't want to call my friends
They might wake me from this dream
And I can't leave this bed
Risk forgetting all that's been

[Rice-Tactics]

Mos Def- Thieves in the Night

Give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man Louis
I agreed, know what he mean because we live the truest lie
I asked him why we follow the law of the bluest eye
He looked at me, he thought about it
Was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the answer is horrible
Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow
And so tomorrow comin later than usual
Waitin' on someone to pity us
While we findin beauty in the hideous
They say money's the root of all evil but I can't tell
YouknowhatImean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the mindstate that's ill?
Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build
Over money and religion there's more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal
What's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are straight broke
But my language universal they be recitin my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat
of thought, that my man Louis' statements just provoked
Caught up, in conversations of our personal worth
Brought up, through endangered species status on the planet Earth
Survival tactics means, bustin gats to prove you hard
Your firearms are too short to box with God
Without faith, all of that is illusionary
Raise my son, no vindication of manhood necessary

I'm not a big fan of the song but I love the lyrics

[CTG]

vast- flames

close your eyes, let me touch you now
let me give you something that is real
close the door, leave your fears behind
let me give you what you're giving me

you are the only thing that makes me want to live at all
and when i am with you there's no reason to pretend
that when i am with you i feel flames again
just put me inside you, i will never ever leave
just put me inside you, i would never ever leave

[Oso Mocoso]

Some of this song's power is in the delivery, but I find the lyrics really haunting.

--Oso

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kj1R9q_OQAM

Now some of us are weak, and some endure

And some people live their lives, with a violence that's pure and clean

But I saw a man cry once, down on his knees

In the corner of a darkened cell, and his pain meant nothing to me

But I was younger then, and young men never die

When I walked out in the sun, I was strong, clear minded,

and blind


And please don't ask me a question, you'll just be misunderstood

And if you could step inside me, you'd feel what hatred brings

And if you could see with my eyes, you'd see what self-deception means

I was younger once, and I created a lie

And though my body was strong, I was self-deluded, confident,

and blind


Now show some pity, for the weak of will

Because when we're drinking, we can never be filled

And show some understanding, for the lonely fool

Because when l'm drinking, l'm out of control

No I was never young, and nothing has transpired

And when I look in the mirror, I feel dead, I feel cold,

I am blind.

[libertarianjim]

"Now I see you willingly accept death for my sake."
--Good Friday Vespers

[Eli]

Every Grain of Sand ? Bob Dylan

I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man
Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand.

[Trystorp]

THE LAKE ISLE OF INNISFREE
By William Butler Yeats

I love this magical chant Yeats uses to escape the stresses of life in the city. The beautiful lulling sounds of the lapping water give me a feeling of contentment as I read through to the last verse.

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a-glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear the water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements gray,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.

AND

Chidiock Tichborne's Elegy
Written with his own hand in the Tower before his execution. This whole poem really gives me the chills, particularly as it builds toward that third verse.

My prime of youth is but a frost of cares,
My feast of joy is but a dish of pain,
My crop of corn is but a field of tares,
And all my good is but vain hope of gain.
The day is past, and yet I saw no sun,
And now I live, and now my life is done.

My tale was heard and yet it was not told,
My fruit is fallen and yet my leaves are green;
My youth is spent and yet I am not old,
I saw the world and yet I was not seen.
My thread is cut and yet it is not spun,
And now I live, and now my life is done.

I sought my death and found it in my womb,
I looked for life and saw it was a shade;
I trod the earth and knew it was my tomb,
And now I die, and now I was but made.
My glass is full, and now my glass is run,
And now I live, and now my life is done.

[IntenseNitroTruckPow]

LADY MACBETH

What beast was't, then,
That made you break this enterprise to me?
When you durst do it, then you were a man;
And, to be more than what you were, you would
Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place
Did then adhere, and yet you would make both:
They have made themselves, and that their fitness now
Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know
How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me:
I would, while it was smiling in my face,
Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums,
And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you
Have done to this.

Whoa. Heavy.

[Hermione]

Weezer:

If you want to destroy my sweater
Hold this thread as I walk away

Perfect. It's a very true song.

[Nonlinear]

please let down your umbilical noose...
so i can climb right back.

- kurt cobain

[Hermione]

"Wysteria" Dan Fogelberg, most things he did really got me --
except most of the ones that hit the charts.

[Kahlua]

London Calling by the Clash. But the one that gets me everytime is:


Bob Dylan - Hurricane


Pistols shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Cries out "My God they killed them all"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For something that he never done
Put him in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Three bodies lying there does Patty see
And another man named Bello moving around mysteriously
"I didn't do it" he says and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbing the register I hope you understand
I saw them leaving" he says and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops"
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashing
In the hot New Jersey night.

Meanwhile far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that
In Patterson that's just the way things go
If you're black you might as well not shown up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the heat.

Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the corps
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowling around
He said "I saw two men running out they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates"
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said "Wait a minute boys this one's not dead"
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.

Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one dying eye
Says "Wha'd you bring him in here for ? He ain't the guy !"
Yes here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For something that he never done
Put in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Four months later the ghettos are in flame
Rubin's in South America fighting for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are putting the screws to him looking for somebody to blame
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar ?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law ?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter you saw running that night ?"
"Don't forget that you are white".

Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure"
Cops said "A boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talking to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail be a nice fellow
You'll be doing society a favor
That sonofabitch is brave and getting braver
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim".

Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
It's my work he'd say and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.

All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus he never had a chance
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
And though they could not produce the gun
The DA said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed.

Rubin Carter was falsely tried
The crime was murder 'one' guess who testified
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers they all went along for the ride
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand ?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.

Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell
That's the story of the Hurricane
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done
Put him in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

[AMDG]

"Myself, I longed for love and light
But must it come so cruel, and oh so bright?"

and

"When you're not feeling holy
Your loneliness says that you've sinned."

Leonard Cohen - lots of his lyrics and songs give me the willies, but those ones could play the credits in and out for my autobiography.

[Niffer]

"Banana banana banana terracotta banana terracotta terracotta pie
Banana banana banana terracotta banana terracotta terracotta pie
Do we all learn defeat
From the whores with bad feet?
Beat the meat, treat the feet
Feed the sweet milky seeds
LIESSS!!!!!!"

(Viscinity of Obscenity, System of a Down)

[Blue]

I always get a shiver when I hear that System Of A Down song Chop Suey (I feel ridiculous typing this, but it's ALL TRUE).
It may not be the words themselves as much as the way they are sung.The video isn't bad either. (http://youtube.com/watch?v=BXRI9f_nx2Q)

Siell? oli lysti? soiton j?l?keen (http://www.lyricsdir.com/loituma-ievan-polkka-lyrics.html)
: ) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BN4cLlIKnoA)


Emptiness, a lonely parody
And my life, another smokin' gun
A sign of my indifference (http://www.lyrics007.com/Yoko%20Kanno%20Lyrics/Gotta%20Knock%20A%20Little%20Harder%20Lyrics.html)

[Blue]

http://youtube.com/watch?v=ND1OxDoNL8I

[Theodoret]

But the person underneath, where does he go?
Does he slide by the wayside?
Does he just die?

And you find that you've organised your feelings, for people, who didn't like you then and do not like you now.

And still you say "Do as I do and scrap your faint ways".
Dial a cliche..

Morrissey - Dial a Cliche


Sebastian, you're in a mess, you had a dream they called you 'King of all the Hipsters'. Is it true or are you still the queen?

Belle & Sebastian - Put the Book Back on the Shelf


The mower stalled, twice; kneeling I found
A hedgehog jammed up against the blades,
Killed. It had been in the long grass.

I had seen it before, and even fed it, once.
Now I had mauled its unobtrusive world
Unmendably. Burial was no help:

Next morning I got up and it did not.
The first day after a death, the new absence
Is always the same; we should be careful

Of each other, we should be kind
While there is still time.

Phillip Larkin - The Mower

[Masterofnone]

I don't get many things
right the first time
in fact, I am told that a lot
now I know all the wrong turns ?
the stumbles and falls brought me here

and where was I before the day
that I first saw your lovely face
now I see it everyday
and I know

that I am, I am
I am the luckiest

what if I'd been born
fifty years before you
in a house
on the street where you lived
maybe I'd be outside
as you passed on your bike,
would I know?

and in a wide sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
and I know

that I am, I am
I am the luckiest

I love you more than I have
ever found a way to say to you

next door there's an old man
who lived into his nineties
and one day passed away in his sleep
and his wife, she stayed
for a couple of days and passed away

I'm sorry I know that's a
strange way to tell you
that I know we belong
that I know

that I am, I am
I am the luckiest

-Ben folds, the luckiest.

I've always had an affinity for this song. It really strikes a chord with a past relationship I had/have.

[demagogic_schizoid]

But the person underneath, where does he go?
Does he slide by the wayside?
Does he just die?

And you find that you've organised your feelings, for people, who didn't like you then and do not like you now.

And still you say "Do as I do and scrap your faint ways".
Dial a cliche..

Morrissey - Dial a Cliche


Sebastian, you're in a mess, you had a dream they called you 'King of all the Hipsters'. Is it true or are you still the queen?

Belle & Sebastian - Put the Book Back on the Shelf


The mower stalled, twice; kneeling I found
A hedgehog jammed up against the blades,
Killed. It had been in the long grass.

I had seen it before, and even fed it, once.
Now I had mauled its unobtrusive world
Unmendably. Burial was no help:

Next morning I got up and it did not.
The first day after a death, the new absence
Is always the same; we should be careful

Of each other, we should be kind
While there is still time.

Phillip Larkin - The Mower

Morrissey and Larkin, two English geniuses who I always associated in my mind somehow.

Talking In Bed
Talking in bed ought to be easiest,
Lying together there goes back so far,
An emblem of two people being honest.
Yet more and more time passes silently.
Outside, the wind's incomplete unrest
Builds and disperses clouds in the sky,
And dark towns heap up on the horizon.
None of this cares for us. Nothing shows why
At this unique distance from isolation
It becomes still more difficult to find
Words at once true and kind,
Or not untrue and not unkind.

Philip Larkin

[sorabji_66]

and again i'm astounded how poor the quality and empty any sense of meaning from reading song lyrics, when the music isn't accompanying.

probably even with the music it will seem the same though.

[demagogic_schizoid]

and again i'm astounded how poor the quality and empty any sense of meaning from reading song lyrics, when the music isn't accompanying.

probably even with the music it will seem the same though.

read Philip Larkin then as he's a poet not a musician.

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hanson's mmmbop.

"So hold on the ones who really care
In the end they'll be the only ones there"

so... :sadbanana:

and when the "mmm bops" burst in for the chorus, you can almost see the hope for the future of mankind materialize.

"Can you tell me which flower's going to grow?"

at the end of the working day, which of us really can?

a profound message to the world, needed now more than ever:
-----------------------------------------------------
You have so many relationships in this life
Only one or two will last
You're going through all this pain and strife
Then you turn your back and they're gone so fast
And they're gone so fast
So hold on the ones who really care
In the end they'll be the only ones there
When you get old and start losing your hair
Can you tell me who will still care
Can you tell me who will still care
Mmm bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop
Ba du
Mmm bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba du dop
Ba du bop, ba du dop
Ba du
Plant a seed, plant a flower, plant a rose
You can plant any one of those
Keep planting to find out which one grows
It's a secret no one knows
It's a secret no one knows

(repeat chorus)

In an mmm bop they're gone.
In an mmm bop they're not there.
In an mmm bop they're gone.
In an mmm bop they're not there.
Until you lose your hair. but you don't care.

(repeat chorus)

Can you tell me? you say you can but you don't know.
Can you tell me which flower's going to grow?
Can you tell me if it's going to be a daisy or a rose?
Can you tell me which flower's going to grow?
Can you tell me? you say you can but you don't know.

[Hermione]

My god, there were some really good choices on these last 10 or so posts. I'm getting all crumbly just reliving them all in my head. But, yeah, "Hurricane", Bob Dylan slays me even more today than when I was say 13 or 17 or whotever I was. Anything Dylan always did. Man is simply genius. If I just knew where 'the' poster is. I think I kept it at least I know I did have it folded , sacredly, and stowed away somewhere.

[Hegemon of Mind]

I sit, in my desolate room, no lights, no music,
Just anger,
I've killed everyone,
I'm away forever, but I'm feeling better,
How do I feel,
What do I say,
Fuck you, it all goes away,

Sugar - System of a Down

[djm]

Hmm, this could be a long post.

Lets start with The Sundays:

Goodbye
So is this what it's come to?
Am i cold or just a little bit warm?
O well
Give me an easy life and a peaceful death

Medicine

And don't go imagining that time is medicine
Mark those days & swallow your pills
Proud of my wise head on young shoulders
Too bad there was nothing there at all

Hell on my own
Hell here on my own

Leave This City

Gone forever, the writing on the wall
They've boarded-up the cinema
Strawberry dreams and the dust-filled beams
Shut down in a modern town

See you walking, see you talking

Recollection on streets you used to know
Forgotten pleasure smoulder
Images fade but the town won't let them go

Sleepwalking, see you talking
Feel the city inside you
(ooh) leave this city behind you

Can't be Sure

Give me a story and give me a bed
Give me possessions
Oh love luck and money they go to my head like wildfire
It's good to have something to live for you'll find
Live for tomorrow
Live for a job and a perfect behind, high time
England my country the home of the free, such miserable weather
But england's as happy as england can be
Why cry

And did you know desire's a terrible thing
The worst that i could find
And did you know desire's a terrible thing
But i rely on mine
Did you know desire's a terrible thing
It makes the world go blind
But if desire, desire's a terrible thing
You know that i really don't mind

And it's my life
And though i can't be sure what i want any more
It will come to me later

Next up Joy Division:

Love Will Tear us Apart

when the routine bites hard
And ambitions are low
And the resentment rides high
But emotions won't grow
And we're changing our ways,
Taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart again

Why is the bedroom so cold
Turned away on your side?
Is my timing that flawed,
Our respect run so dry?
Yet there's still this appeal
That we've kept through our lives
Love, love will tear us apart again

Do you cry out in your sleep
All my failings expose?
Get a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Is it something so good
Just can't function no more?
When love, love will tear us apart again

Next up Morrissey / The Smiths:

How Soon is Now?
There's a club, if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home, and you cry
And you want to die

When you say it's gonna happen "now"
Well, when exactly do you mean ?
See I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone.

Every day is like Sunday

Hide on the promenade
Etch a postcard :
"how i dearly wish i was not here"
In the seaside town
...that they forgot to bomb
Come, come, - nuclear bomb

Everyday is like sunday
Everyday is silent and grey

Shoplifters of the World

A heartless hand on my shoulder
A push - and it's over
Alabaster crashes down
(six months is a long time)
Tried living in the real world
Instead of a shell
But before it was over before I began ...
I was bored before i even began

The Boy With a Thorn In His Side

The boy with the thorn in his side
Behind the hatred there lies
A plundering desire for love
How can they see the love in our eyes
And still they don't believe us ?
And after all this time
They don't want to believe us
And if they don't believe us now
Will they ever believe us ?

New Order:

True Faith

When i was a very small boy,
Very small boys talked to me
Now that we've grown up together
They're afraid of what they see
That's the price that we all pay
Our valued destiny comes to nothing
I can't tell you where we're going
I guess there was just no way of knowing

The Stone Roses:

Mersey Paradise

River splashes against the rocks
And i scale the slope
I hope the tracks won't
Lead me down to dark black pits or
Places where we fall to bits
If she were there i'd hold her down
I'll push her under while she drowns
And couldn't breathe and claw for air
She doesn't care for my despair
Or is it me?
The one that's wrong?
You see it in the sea
River cools where i belong
In my mersey paradise

Slowdive:

When the Sun Hits

Sweet thing, I watch you
Burn so fast it scares me
My game, please don't leave me
Come so far, don't lose me
It matters where you are
As the sun hits, she'll be waiting
With the coffins, under heaven
Hey hey lover, you're still burning
You're his song yeah Sweet thing I watch you (burn away)

The, The:

Slow Emotion Replay

The more i see
The less i know
About all the things i thought were wrong or right
& carved in stone

So, don't ask me about
War, religion, or god
Love, sex, or death
Because....

Everybody knows what's going wrong with the world
But i don't even know what's going on in myself.

You've gotta work out your own salvation.
With no explanation to this earth we fall
On hands & knees we crawl
And we look up to the stars
And we reach out & pray
To a deaf, dumb & blind god who never explains.

Every body knows what's going wrong with the world
But i don't even know what's going on in myself.

Lord, i've been here for so long
I can feel it coming down on me
I'm just a slow emotion replay of somebody i used to be.

Kate Bush:

This Womans World

I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.
I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.

I should be crying, but I just can't let it show.
I should be hoping, but I can't stop thinking

Of all the things I should've said,
That I never said.
All the things we should've done,
That we never did.
All the things I should've given,
But I didn't.

Oh, darling, make it go,
Make it go away.

Radiohead:

Karma Police

Karma Police, I've given all I can, it's not enough
I've given all I can, but we're still on the payroll
This is what you get, this is what you get
This is what you get, when you mess with us
And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself

Subterrainean homesick alien

I wish that they'd swoop down in the country lane late at night when I'm driving
Take me onboard their beautiful ship show me the weird world as I'd love to see it
I'd tell all my friends but they'd never believe me
They'd think that I'd finally lost it completely
I'd show them the stars and the meaning of life they'd shut me away
But I'll be all right, all right

Fake Plastic Trees

She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love.
But i can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If i just turn and run
And it wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out.

Pulp:

Lipgloss

And you feel such a fool for laughing at bad jokes and putting up with all
of his friends and kissing in public. What are they gonna say when they
run into you again? That your stomach looks bigger and your hair is a
mess and your eyes are just holes in your face. And it rains every day
and when it doesn't, the sun makes you feel worse anyway. He
changed his mind last Monday, now you've gotta leave by Sunday,
yeah. You've lost your lipgloss Honey, Oh yeah. Now nothing you do
can turn him on, there's something wrong. You had it once but now it's
gone.

Common People

Are you sure you want to live like common people, you
want to see whatever common people see, you want to sleep with
common people, you want to sleep with common people like me. But
she didn't understand, she just smiled and held my hand. Rent a flat
above a shop, cut your hair and get a job. Smoke some fags and play
some pool, pretend you never went to school. But still you'll never get it
right 'cos when you're laid in bed at night watching roaches climb the
wall if you call your Dad he could stop it all. You'll never live like
common people, you'll never do what common people do, you'll never
fail like common people, you'll never watch your life slide out of view,
and dance and drink and screw because there's nothing else to do.

and lastly ABBA:

Winner Takes it All

I was in your arms
Thinking i belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking i'd be strong there
But i was a fool
Playing by the rules

The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all
The loser has to fall
It's simple and it's plain
Why should i complain.

But tell me does she kiss
Like i used to kiss you?
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name?
Somewhere deep inside
You must know i miss you
But what can i say
Rules must be obeyed

The judges will decide
The likes of me abide
Spectators of the show
Always staying low
The game is on again
A lover or a friend
A big thing or a small
The winner takes it all

A lot of these look rubbish when read out, you need to know the music that goes with them to get the real effect.

[ObtainGnosis]

Something kind of sad about
The way that things have come to be
Desensitized to everything
What became of subtlety

- Tool - Stinkfist

I am the key to the lock in your house
That keeps your toys in the basement
And if you get too far inside
You'll only see my reflection

- Radiohead - Climbing Up the Walls

[nfinityi]

"Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth."

[Meticulum]

Quite possibly the best art song of all time: The Desire for Hermitage, from Samuel Barber's song cycle The Hermit Songs:


The Desire For Hermitage

Ah! To be all alone in a little cell
with nobody near me;
beloved that pilgrimage before the last pilgrimage to death.
Singing the passing hours to cloudy Heaven;
Feeding upon dry bread and water from the cold spring.
That will be an end to evil when I am alone
in a lovely little corner among tombs
far from the houses of the great.
Ah! To be all alone in a little cell, to be alone, all alone:
Alone I came into the world
alone I shall go from it.



Here's Leontyne Price singing it (http://www.meticulum.com/tdfh.mp3). It's absolutely haunting.






John

[LastRailway]

SUGGESTIONS (SYSTEM OF A DAWN)
Watching,
From a post up high,
From where you see the ships afar,
From a well trained eye,
The waves all keep on crashing by,
If you are the light post,
Then you own the working class,
But if you want the answers,
You better give a piece of ass,
Give a piece of your ass,

Warning,
Post hypnotic suggestions,
Running the ships ashore,
The orange light that follows,
Will soon proclaim itself a god,
If you point your questions,
The fog will surely chew you up,
But if you want the answers,
You better get ready for the fire,
Get ready for the fire,

The ships are multiplying day after day sir,
And theyre coming close to the shore sir, shore sir,
We need to evacuate the light post,
Its all over, its all over ~~
Its all over.

WISH U WERE HERE (PINK FLOYD)
So,
so you think you could tell
Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you could tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

[wivesandknives]

so basically I love Poison the Well's lyrics.

From album: Distance Only Makes The Heart Grow Fonder

Song: Obstacle

Looking deep into a mirror.
The image frightens you.
What you've become. Your own obstacle.

Song: Material Christ

Your god in non-existent.
You speak of your God, does he condemn your life?
You're nothing but a hypocrite
...
Your God is nothing, your god is nothing.
Your God is non-existent, He's nothing.


From album: The Opposite of December...A Season Of Separation

Song: 12/23/93

thirsted for something that never existed /
Complacent / I am abomination / I replace
absence of malice / sew my mouth shut

Song: A Wish For Wings That Work

But my wings have yet to work.

Song: Slice Paper Wrists

understand it wasn't me
but I can't dream without showing intentions
as I ask these questions / where were you
now I can't see through your eyes
I remember the day the sun went out
It halted all progression with all its beauty
it just sacrificed / we fell apart
Sincerely yours I've disowned you

Song: Nerdy

I hadn't found you before don't dull away
hold my hand

Song: Not Within Arms Length

and as I collapse we remain nothing more than friends
As I hold my breath / a throat full of cement
I'm disgusted by repetition I accept this curse
of friendship / your friend / friendship

Song: My Mirror No Longer Reflects

I show true feelings always feeling the pain
Smash me to the ground a thousand times as before
But I can't rationalize anymore / carry me away
on concrete pillows incinerate me once more
Love means nothing to you anymore
blood stains on the wall with disfigured forms / end me


From album: Tear From The Red

Song: Pieces of You In Me

I need to hear your laugh when I'm dying on the other line
you perform better when I'm not near you
...
I can't believe that this is over again
pieces will carry away pieces of you in me



These are only my favourites from three albums but I'll stop here, cuz really I'd put up every last song if I could. :ph34r:

[earwax]

"The time has gone, the song is over
Thought I'd something more to say"

[Lateralus]

My namesake!


Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.

I'm too busy to post more, for now.

[mjk4219]

Two of my favorite feeling-pathetic songs, both by Radiohead

How to Disappear Completely
That there
That's not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here

In a little while
I'll be gone
The moment's already passed
Yeah it's gone
And I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here

Bulletproof... I Wish I Was
Limb by limb, tooth by tooth
Tearing up inside of me
Every day, every hour
I wish that I was bullet proof

Wax me, mould me
Heat the pins and stab them in
You have turned me into this
Just wish that it was bullet proof,
was bullet proof

So pay the money and take a shot
Lead-fill the hole in me
I could burst a million bubbles
All surrogate and bullet proof
And bullet proof
And bullet proof
And bullet proof

[Katzchen]

Dying
Is an art, like everything else.
I do it exceptionally well.
I do it so it feels like hell.

-Lady Lazarus, Sylvia Plath


and 'Howl' by Allen Ginsberg. The whole thing. http://members.tripod.com/~Sprayberry/poems/howl.txt (I think that link works.)

I like this thread. :)

[Bradtv]

Many excerpts from previously posted Tool, A Perfect Circle and Radiohead lyrics have qualified for me. Music and film have more emotional stock than most of my relationships (a bit defensive perhaps). The string instruments do it for me, especially if the artist normally doesn't use it (acoustic guitar, cello, piano).

But since this is about lyrics, I'll share some Sunny Day Real Estate. The singer could make jargon sound beautiful.


One hundred million
Fences around us
Can we own everything
Including the moon and the sun and the stars?


Another she will
Anyway
Colliding on old
Photographs
Some other candy
Matrimony
That strips the mind's eye
Free



But I've lived through
Lay down my life's broken
My lips feel
Incomplete without love
So I go on
And set my life before you
Oh

I'm lost in you
Open my eyes
You set me free
Won't lift me up
You held me
I'm lost in you


Oh and all these seeds will grow anyway
Even though the outcome we cannot say
So you'll always have your time to shine
Even in the winter of your darkest hour

In the depths of my gloom
I crawl out for you
From the peaks of my joy
I crawl back into

Lay me down every time you smile
Every shining time you arrive

[cursorial]

Pink Floyd - Wearing The Inside Out

From morning to night I stayed out of sight
Didn't recognize I'd become
No more than alive I'd barely survive
In a word...overrun

Won't hear a sound
From my mouth
I've spent too long
On the inside out
My skin is cold
To the human touch
This bleeding heart's
Not beating much

I murmured a vow of silence and now
I don't even hear when I think aloud
Extinguished by light I turn on the night
Wear its darkness with an empty smile

[Schuyler]

The entirety of Ayreon's prog-rock/metal album "The Human Equation", which is chronicling the hallucinations and flashbacks of a man in a coma, with multiple singers representing different emotional aspects of his psyche. Its really, really well done. This song in particular really strikes a chord with me, of course:


[Me]

Friday night, I had a few

There she was, out of the blue

Thunderstruck, nailed to the floor

I couldn't move, couldn't talk...anymore



[Love]

Of all these guys it's you she desires

Secretly her heart is on fire

Waiting for you to ask her to dance

Go ahead, make your move...now's your chance



[Passion] Do it right, do it right, we ain't got all night

Do it now, do it now, I think you know how



[Pride] Let it out, let it out, now don't mess about

Let her in, let her in, let the party begin!



[Me] There I was, nervous and shy

Struck with awe as I caught her eye

I mustered up courage and walked her way

Figuring out what to do...what to say



[Love] Her heart sings as she sees you come near

The music fades, the crowd disappears

She weeps in silence as you pass her by

And she's wondering why...oh why



[Passion] Do it right, do it right, we ain't got all night

Do it now, do it now, I think you know how



[Pride] Let it out, let it out, now don't mess about

Let her in, let her in, let the party begin!



[Agony] Remember your father, well you're just like him

Nothing but violence and fury within

Remember your mother, so lonely and sad

This will be her fate if you treat her as bad



[Fear] You're afraid she might turn you down

All your hopes dashed to the ground

Nobody loved you, nobody will

Why should you even try...but still...



[Me] Friday night, I had a few

[Wife] There was no need to talk

[Me] There she was, out of the blue

[Wife] We just started to walk

[Me] Hand in hand, we took the floor

[Wife] And we danced, and we danced, and we danced

[Me] I could move, I could talk...even more...



[Passion] Do it right, do it right, we ain't got all night

Do it now, do it now, I think you know how



[Pride] Let it out, let it out, now don't mess about

Let her in, let her in, let the party begin!



[Agony] Remember your father, well you're just like him

Nothing but violence and fury within

Remember your mother, so lonely and sad

This will be her fate if you treat her as bad

You can hear the song here (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YTSt58Xelz8), even though the video(just a promotion for the album, not a music video proper) sucks.

[bluebell]

In my late teens, Pink Floyd:

Tongue tied and twisted
Just an earthbound misfit

[Schuyler]

I have a two hour long house mix I picked up god knows where, and part of it is a really ethereal version of "The first time I ever", the sample being sung by Joanna Law.


The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the night and the empty skies my love
To the night and the empty skies

The first time ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth turn in my hand
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was then...
at my command
That was then...
at my command

The first time ever I lay with you
And felt your heart beat close to mine
I thought our joy would fill the earth
And would last till the end of time my love
And would last till the end of time

It isn't really the text, which is just cheesy as hell, but rather the way its sung. I'll see if I can upload just that snippet of song.

[cinnamongirl]

Radiohead is one of my favorite bands, so...

Fake Plastic Trees (the end of it)

She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love

But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run

And it wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out

And if I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted
All the time, all the time


Where I End and You Begin

there's a gap in between
there's a gap where we meet
where i end and you begin

and i'm sorry for us
the dinosaurs roam the earth
the sky turns green
where i end and you begin

i am up in the clouds
i am up in the clouds
and i can't and i can't come down

i can watch but not take part
where i end and where you start
where you, you left me alone
you left me alone.

X' will mark the place
like parting the waves
like a house falling in the sea.

i will eat you all alive
i will eat you all alive
i will eat you all alive
i will eat you all alive

there'll be no more lies
there'll be no more lies
there'll be no more lies
there'll be no more lies


Motion Picture Soundtrack

Red wine and sleeping pills
Help me get back to your arms
Cheap sex and sad films
Help me get back where I belong

I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe

Stop sending letters
Letters always get burned
It's not like the movies
They fed us on little white lies

I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe

I will see you in the next life



But I guess you need the music with it too, to get the full effect.

[ObtainGnosis]

Yes I know this is politically correct
But it comes to you spiritually direct
An attempt to thoughtfully affect your way of thinking
That is if you believe in race
Or that you were born in the right time or place
That is a thought--
about face your way of thinking
Your way of...
And the same could be said for all the people lying dead
For them to die was a distraction
And what they found out a bit too late
Got covered up with all that hate
And now it's nothing but reaction.
If you have to carry a gun
To keep your fragile seat at number one
This is a bullet you can't outrun...
Your way of thinking
So wait and see it's coming round
Conscripted through the lost and found
And still we find so tightly wound...
Your way of thinking your way of...
And the same could be said for all the people lying dead
For them to die was a distraction
And what they found a bit too late
Got covered up with all that hate
And now it's nothing but reaction
Action. Reaction. Action. Reaction.
- Fugazi - And The Same

[MadamI'madaM]

Can I change my mind
did I think things through
It was once my life -
it was my life at one time

Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second,
then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name
I guess it crept away.

No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, what now can never be.

I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.

Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possibility.
Get me up, wake me up, dreams are filling
this trace of blame.
Frozen still I thought I could stop,
now who's gonna wait.

No one's calling for me at the door.
and unpredictable won't bother anymore.
and silently gets harder to ignore.
look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
what's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
just let it go, what now can never be.

Now what do I do
can I change my mind
did I think things through

It was once my life - it was my life at one time.

Andain-beautiful things

[nebulous]

Mister anchor assure me
That Baghdad is burning
Your voice it is so soothing
That cunning mantra of killing
I need you my witness
To dress this up so bloodless
To numb me and purge me now
Of thoughts of blaming you

Testify

[ObtainGnosis]

Mister anchor assure me
That Baghdad is burning
Your voice it is so soothing
That cunning mantra of killing
I need you my witness
To dress this up so bloodless
To numb me and purge me now
Of thoughts of blaming you

Testify

highly approve

[sparklebear00]

And everyone here, hates everyone here for doing just like they do
It's best if we all keep this quiet instead.
And I couldn't tell, why everyone here was doing me like they do
But I'm sorry now, and I don't know how to get it back to good

- Matchbox 20 "Back 2 Good"


These reeling emotions they just keep me alive
They keep me in tune
Oh, look what I'm holding here in my fire
This is for you
Am I too obvious to preach it?
You're so hypnotic on my heart
- Gavin DeGraw "Follow Through"

[shum]

"yet you would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him?'

- lady macbeth

LADY MACBETH: The thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now? -- What, will these hands ne'er be clean?

k. everything she says sends chills down my spine. she is so full of feeling.

[Hermione]

"Strange Currencies" lyrics , R.E.M.

[Utopmk]

"Don't fret precious I'm here, step away from the window
Go back to sleep
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils,
See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do.

Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums"

apc

[MadamI'madaM]

heaven holds a sense of wonder
and i wanted to believe
that i'd get called up
when the rage in me subsides

Delerium ft. Sara Mclachlan-Silence

[cinnamongirl]

I believe he was mentioned by earlier, but yeah... pretty much everything he's written is amazing.

Was just listening to Leonard Cohen: I'm Your Man (soundtrack from the DVD, which is pretty good btw) and these two songs stood out especially:

If It Be Your Will (performed by Antony)

If it be your will
That I speak no more
And my voice be still
As it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until
I am spoken for
If it be your will
If it be your will
That a voice be true
From this broken hill
I will sing to you
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing

If it be your will
If there is a choice
Let the rivers fill
Let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill
On all these burning hearts in hell
If it be your will
To make us well

And draw us near
And bind us tight
All your children here
In their rags of light
In our rags of light
All dressed to kill
And end this night
If it be your will

If it be your will.

AND

The Traitor (performed by Martha Wainwright)

Now the Swan it floated on the English river
Ah the Rose of High Romance it opened wide
A sun tanned woman yearned me through the summer
and the judges watched us from the other side
I told my mother "Mother I must leave you
preserve my room but do not shed a tear
Should rumour of a shabby ending reach you
it was half my fault and half the atmosphere"

But the Rose I sickened with a scarlet fever
and the Swan I tempted with a sense of shame
She said at last I was her finest lover
and if she withered I would be to blame

The judges said you missed it by a fraction
rise up and brace your troops for the attack
Ah the dreamers ride against the men of action
Oh see the men of action falling back

But I lingered on her thighs a fatal moment
I kissed her lips as though I thirsted still
My falsity had stung me like a hornet
The poison sank and it paralysed my will

I could not move to warn all the younger soldiers
that they had been deserted from above
So on battlefields from here to Barcelona
I'm listed with the enemies of love

And long ago she said "I must be leaving,
Ah but keep my body here to lie upon
You can move it up and down and when I'm sleeping
Run some wire through that Rose and wind the Swan"

So daily I renew my idle duty
I touch her here and there -- I know my place
I kiss her open mouth and I praise her beauty
and people call me traitor to my face


Oh and I also love Chelsea Hotel No. 2 (both the Cohen version and Rufus Wainwright) :wub:

[Birdsnest]

The yellow matted custard bit is disgusting
This Walrus guy sounds like some secret society thing going on, does anyone know
who this song refers to? Or is it all about 'Shame'?

I AM THE WALRUS
(Lennon & McCartney)

I am he as you are he as you are me
and we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun
see how they fly
I'm crying
Sitting on a cornflake
Waiting for the van to come
Corporation T-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man you've been a naughty boy
you let your face grow long

I am the eggman
they are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g' joob

Mr. city policeman sitting
pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky
See how they run
I'm crying
I'm crying, I'm crying
Yellow matter custard
Dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife
Pornographic priestess
Boy, you've been a naughty girl
you let your knickers down

I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g' joob

Sitting in an English garden
waiting for the sun
If the sun don't shine you get a tan
from standing in the English rain

I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g' joob

Expert, texpert choking smokers
don't you think the joker laughs at you
See how they smile like pigs in a sty
See how they snide
I'm crying
Semolina pilchard
climbing up the Eiffel tower
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna
Man, you should have seen them kicking
Edgar Allan Poe

I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g' joob
Goo goo g' joob
Goo goo g' goo
goo goo g' joob goo
juba juba juba
juba juba juba
juba juba juba juba
juba juba

(Everybodys got one, everybody got one)

[Spoken] (from Shakespeare's King Lear)
Slave, thou hast slain me:--Villain take my purse:
If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body:
And five the letters which thou fid'st about me
To Edmund Earl of Gloster: seek him out
Upon the British party:--O untimely death!
I know thee well: a serviceable villain:
As duteous to the vices of thy mistress
As badness would desire.
What, is he dead?
Sit you down, father; rest you.

[Meliora]

Day by Bill Callahan

Some people are a sickness on this land
They're killing, they're taking, they're stealing
Whatever they can
Anything, anything, anything that is not bolted down

Your life, your money, your heart, your faith, your bike
Anything that is not bolted down

Learn from the animals, monkeys do
Monkeys do piggish things too
Learn from the vegetables, monkeys do
The way they strive towards the light
A small potato in the blight
Still strives towards the light
I know it's as dark as night
It's as dark as night

It is day though

Some would ask, what are we to do
With a world that crumbles to the touch?
A world that spins and dies where it stands,
Like trying ain't enough?

To family is all you can do
To family is all you can do
Even if it's just us two
To family is all you can do

And strive towards the light
Strive towards the light
It's as dark as night
Strive towards the light
Strive towards the light
I know it's as dark as night

It is day though

We stand under it
But we don't understand it
We stand under it
But we don't understand it

[Katzchen]

Watch our souls fade away
And our bodies crumbling
Don't be afraid
I will take the blow for you
I've had recurring nightmares
That I was loved for who I am
And missed the opportunity
To be a better man

-Hoodoo, Muse

edit: Actually, the song's presentation might be a lot of what makes it so powerful, but I love those lyrics.

[Limey]

"...and ignorant people sleep in their beds like the doped white mice in the college lab" Del Amitri - Nothing ever happens

I would have thought more INTPs would have appreciated "Nice Dream" by Radiohead, it screams of what could be based on drive and self determination.

[jleonardbc]

Both of the following come from Robert Penn Warren's poem, "Evening Hawk":

His wing

Scythes down another day, his motion

Is that of the honed steel-edge, we hear

The crashless fall of stalks of Time.



The head of each stalk is heavy with the gold of our error.


---



If there were no wind we might, we think, hear

The earth grind on its axis, or history

Drip in darkness like a leaking pipe in the cellar.

[Sokkorobo]

I came as ice, I came as a whore
I came as advice that came too short
I came as gold, I came as crap
I came clean and I came as a Rat
It takes a long time, but God dies too
But not before he'll stick it to you
Well I don't know, but I been told
You never die and you never grow old

Modest mouse, The Moon and Antartica, I Came as a Rat

[helium]

When the day is long,
and the night --
the night is yours alone --
when you think you've had too much
of this life,
well hang on.

[MadamI'madaM]

Deep Dish-Say Hello

tricky time never stops
that moment walked me by
without bothering to say hello

[Shipper]

Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.

That definitely gave me a chill the first time I read it.

[Xenolith]

B.J. Thomas lyrics - Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'

So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'

But there's one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me

[trumpet]

It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me

[Diggory]

Spacemen 3 - "Lord, Help me out/ I'd take my life, but I'm in doubt/ of just where my soul will lie./Deep in the earth, or way up in the sky? *chorus* Lord can you hear me when I call? Lord can you hear me when I call? Lord can you hear me, hear me at all?" I just found the song when I was feeling a lot like that. The song is called "Lord Can You Hear Me". Also by them from the song "Ladies and Gentlemen, We Are Floating in Space" - "All I want in life's a little bit of love to take the pain away"

Opeth - "We walk into the night. Am I/ To bid you farewell?/ Why can't you see/ That I try/ When every tear I shed,/ is for you?" from the song To Bid You Farewell

In general, Kurt Cobain can send a chill up my spine at will. Him and the guy from the cure put so much of themselves into their music that I think people can't help but feel exactly what the artists intended them to.

[AboveTheCurve]

Please Let Down Your Umbilical Noose, So I can Climb right Back

- Kurt Cobain

oh and

Mary, Married, Buried... yea yea yea yea

- Kurt Cobain

then theres one eery one from Tricky.

" I'll fuck you up the ass, just for a laugh. With the quickspeed, I'll make your nose bleed"

[Lethal Sage]

Try to realize it's all within yourself
No-one else can make you change
And to see you're really only very small,
And life flows within you and without you.

Within You Without You - Beatles

[Turboflame]

I Can Feel The Wheel But I Can't Steer
When My Thoughts Become My Biggest Fear

Ah, What's The Difference, I'll Die
In This Sick World Of Mine

What The Hell Am I?
Leper From Inside
Inside Wall Of Peace
Dirty And Diseased

Sickman, Sickman, Sickman

I Can See The End Is Getting Near
I Won't Rest Untill My Head Is Clear

Can You See The End?
Choke On Me My Friend
Must To Drown These Thoughts
Purity Over Rot

Yeah, Though I Walk Through The Valley Of Rape
And Despair
With Head High And Eyes Alert
I Tread On A Plane Of Many

We Who Are Of Good Nature And Intention,
But Cannot Touch On The Dark
Recess Of Memory
And Pain Learned, So Come Walk
With Me, Feel The Pain,
And Release It

Sickman - Alice in Chains

I also like listening to kurt cobain and pearl jam

[Night]

This is a wonderful thread.

Here is one of my favorties:


Richard Corey

WHENEVER Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.

And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.

And he was rich -- yes, richer than a king,
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.

So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.

[Jen]

Oh, face it. The whole song is fucking great.

:)
It really is, I love that song and wouldn't have thought (getting old) to mention it so thank you :) It has such a familiar feeling for me whenever I hear it. http://youtube.com/watch?v=GAZdyq-9unY

Velvet Morning- The Verve

Yes
I'm coming down
Your beauty is
A colour surround
Into the half light
Another velvet morning for me

And now I'm trying to tell you
About my life
And my tongue is twisted
And more dead than alive
And my feelings
My feelings, they've been betrayed
And I was born a little damaged man
And look what they made

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yYbwbGEzTKY Not the best representation of this remarkable song, I think he's a bit drunk. Rock on Richard Ashcroft!

[Night]

I'm feeling somewhat sentimental today.

Here is another dandy.

Do the Evolution / Pearl Jam

Woo..
Im ahead, Im a man
Im the first mammal to wear pants, yeah
Im at peace with my lust
I can kill cause in God I trust, yeah
Its evolution, baby

Im at piece, Im the man
Buying stocks on the day of the crash
On the loose, Im a truck
All the rolling hills, Ill flatten em out, yeah
Its herd behavior, uh huh
Its evolution, baby

Admire me, admire my home
Admire my song, heres my coat
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This land is mine, this land is free
Ill do what I want but irresponsibly
Its evolution, baby

Im a thief, Im a liar
Theres my church, I sing in the choir:
(hallelujah hallelujah)

Admire me, admire my home
Admire my song, admire my clothes
cause we know, appetite for a nightly feast
Those ignorant indians got nothin on me
Nothin, why?
Because, its evolution, baby!

I am ahead, I am advanced
I am the first mammal to make plans, yeah
I crawled the earth, but now Im higher
Twenty-ten, watch it go to fire
Its evolution, baby (2x)
Do the evolution
Come on, come on, come on

[Hermione]

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all

If I lay here If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Snow Patrol, 'Chasing Cars' ... and too bad about the fact I've posted this very one before a couple of times maybe. It keeps grabbing me. The rest of the lyrics to this one do as well.

[Kahlua]

I'm feeling somewhat sentimental today.

Here is another dandy.

Do the Evolution / Pearl Jam



Chills? I'd go for the Black, Live On Two Legs

[Night]

(Last one)

This song reminds me of my father, before we fell away from eachother...

It nauseates me with warmth and profound sadness.


Moody Blues / Twilight Time

Twilight TimeTwilight time, to dream awhile,
Unveils a deepening blue.
As fantasy strides, over colourfull skies,
The form disappearing from view.


In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
A nightingale plays a dark mellow phrase,
Of notes that are rich and so true.
An aerial display by the firefly brigade,
Dancing to tunes no one knew.


In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.


Building castles in the air,
Whistling to the wind.
As nature bows down her head,
See what tomorrow brings.


In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
Bats take to wing like puppets on string,
Prancing through cool evening air.
In a sightless glide, no reason to hide
From the ray of the sun's blinding stare.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
Twilight Time

[Night]

Chills? I'd go for the Black, Live On Two Legs

To each his own. :)

I love the lyrics.

[Kahlua]

To each his own. :)

I love the lyrics.

Of course. That's just one I usually skip. I'm not taking away anything you get out of it. Music is a truly personal thing.

[Night]

Of course. That's just one I usually skip. I'm not taking away anything you get out of it. Music is a truly personal thing.

Hehe..it's interesting: I've yet to meet anyone who really likes the song.

Is it the arrangement that bothers you? Something else?

[Kahlua]

Hehe..it's interesting: I've yet to meet anyone who really likes the song.

Is it the arrangement that bothers you? Something else?

I'd have to listen to it again, it just doesn't grab me, I don't like the title either. I find Eddie Vedder will sometimes nail what they do best... NF insight is a short hand way of expressing it. Other times I think he misses his mark and borders on blaise, forgettable even like any other band of the hour, and if it wasn't for their other songs they wouldn't get noticed. Pearl Jam are lifted into the greats, they make music, that is art, honest, graceful and beautiful, but only when they are at their best.

[Night]

I'd have to listen to it again, it just doesn't grab me, I don't like the title either. I find Eddie Vedder will sometimes nail what they do best... NF insight is a short hand way of expressing it. Other times I think he misses his mark and borders on blaise, forgettable even like any other band of the hour, and if it wasn't for their other songs they wouldn't get noticed. Pearl Jam are lifted into the greats, they make music, that is art, honest, graceful and beautiful, but only when they are at their best.

Well put.

Although not as popular as other songs, I also really enjoy the lyrics to "I Am Mine".


I find that Vedder is one of my favorite lyricists.

[Larkin]

Imagine there's no religion. Lennon

We dont need no revolution. Pink Floyd

and the entire piece of Masters of War. Dylan

[Turboflame]

I definitely get something from "do the evolution"

especially with the music video

[Night]

I definitely get something from "do the evolution"

especially with the music video

Agreed. It's very primal.

[nittanylion302]

Winter

Come close to me, oh companion of my full life;
Come close to me and let not Winter's touch enter between us.
Sit by me before the hearth,
For fire is the only fruit of Winter.

Speak to me of the glory of your heart,
For that is greater than the shrieking elements beyond our door.
Bind the door and seal the transoms,
For the angry countenance of the heaven depresses my spirit,
And the face of our snow-laden fields makes my soul cry.

Feed the lamp with oil and let it not dim,
And place it by you,
So I can read with tears what your life with me has written upon your face.

-Kahlil Gibran "Winter"

[MadamI'madaM]

I know it irritates the hell out of the average intellectual (snob)

but some rap lyrics are at least artful in their creativity


One of my favorite gratuitously violent verses


"and when I let slugs out
you will get rubbed out

for dissin'
you'll come up missin'
like a cub scout"

just plain funny, if you ask me

by some nobody named "big twan" in Big L's song "8 iz enuff (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Cp6KpMCymc)"

[LivingLegends]

a lapdance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

[lymigo]

And if I show you my dark side
Will you still hold me tonight?
And if I open my heart to you
And show you my weak side
What would you do?
Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone?
Would you take the children away
And leave me alone?
And smile in reassurance
As you whisper down the phone?
Would you send me packing?
Or would you take me home?

[xiao]

I live because of you.
So I believed, 'close your eyes.'
Therefore, this pain never heals.
- d'espairsray

"Maybe I am the man with those mystic two heads
one facing down, the other facing back
but I don't know who I am
and you still don't know who I am."
- moonspell

"I never told you that I needed you, darling.
Like a rose needs the rain.
So how could you possibly know how much?"
- emilie autumn


Pink Floyd's "Time" is great. We had an assignment in high school to find a popular song that could pass for poetry. I brought in Time... Teacher gave me an A+ and said it was an excellent choice. Later that week 3 kids in my class came up and told me that they went out and bought "Darkside Of The Moon" after hearing that.

"Time" is definatly one of my favorites too, but it's amazing how the one song made 3 kids buy the album! Serious talent there. :headphone:

[lymigo]

"The time has gone, the song is over
Thought I'd something more to say"

I think Roger Waters is a lyrical genius. I wrote a paper on how Water's lyrics reflect his constant striving to become individuated from a Jungian perspective.

[caybo]

"Open the dirty window, let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find, reaching for something in the distance, so close you can almost taste it, Release your inhibitions! feel the rain on your skin! no one else can feel it for you no one else can let it in"
-Unwritten
The underlined parts are the most important I think.

"I feeeel your arms around me, as the power of your healing begins, Your spiiirit moves through me, like mighty rushing winds! Light the fire in my heart again."
-Light the fire
Bebo Norman

[ryan_m_parr]

Peter Green's 'Man of the World' is good

'My Little Buttercup" sends a chill down my spine, for sure.

This poem is something I just dug up:


The Good Shepherd

Because he would not abandon the flock for a lost sheep
after the others had bedded down for the night,
he turned back, searched the thickets and gullies.
Sleepless, while the flock dozed in the morning mist
he searched the pastures up ahead. Winter nearing,
over wool heavy with brambles, ropes of muddy ice,
he did not abandon the lost sheep, even when the snows came.

Still, I knew there was only a thin line
between the good shepherd and the butcher.
How many lambs had put their heads between the shepherd's knees,
closed their eyes, offering their neck to the knife?
Familiar—the quick thuds of the club doing its work.
More than once at night I saw the halo coming.
I ran like a deer and hid among rocks,
or I crawled under a bush, my heart in thorns.

During the day I lived my life in clover
watching out for the halo.
I swore on the day the good shepherd catches hold,
trying to wrestle me to the ground and bind my feet,
I will buck like a ram and bite like a wolf,
although I taste the famous blood
I will break loose! I will race under the gates of heaven,
back to the mortal fields, my flock, my stubbled grass and mud.

Stanley Moss

- http://www.poems.com/poem.php?date=13531

[_Ti_]

Sleeping in the Forest

I thought the earth remembered me,
she took me back so tenderly,
arranging her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds.
I slept as never before, a stone on the river bed,
nothing between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths
among the branches of the perfect trees.
All night I heard the small kingdoms
breathing around me, the insects,
and the birds who do their work in the darkness.
All night I rose and fell, as if in water,
grappling with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.

from Sleeping In The Forest by Mary Oliver
? Mary Oliver

[fresh]

Bomfunk MCs "Freestyler"

Freestyler...rock the microphone
Straight from the top of my dome
Carry on with the freestyler

I gotz to hmmm, to throw on
And go on, you know I gotz to flow on
Selectors on ya radio play us
cause were friendly for ozone
But thats not all so hold on
Tight, as I rock the mic right
Oh.. excuse me, pardon
As I syncronize with the analyzed
Upcomin vibes the session,
Let there be a lession, question
You carry protection
Or will your heart go on
Like celine dion - karma chameleon

Yeaah, straight from the top of my dome
As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone

Hit me!

Styles, steelos, we bring many kilos
So you could pick yours, from the various
Ambitious, nutrious, delicious, delirious
Or vicious, just tell us
We deliver anything from accappellas
To best sellers, suckers get jealous
But their soft like marshmellows
You know they cant handle us
Like debbie does dallas
Yeah, we come scandalous so who tha fuck
Is alice, is she from buckinham palace?

Yeaah, straight from the top of my dome
As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone

[Dachande765]

"I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I hope you'll be a star in somebody else's sky but why can't it be mine" - Pearl Jam-Black

I just love the emotion that Eddie sings this line with, especially in the live version of the song on the Live On Two Legs CD.

[MadamI'madaM]

Oceanlab-Satellite

I follow the winds that bring the cold, baby,
I light a fire in your soul, baby.
The lightest touch of feathers falling
My love might be invisible
But I inspire the dreams that guide you, baby

You're a half a world away
But in my mind I whisper every single word you say.
And before you sleep at night
You pray to me, your lucky star, your singing satellite.


really cool video (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-MYItfZN-4) (if you like oldschool anthem trance)

[Kathara]

I spreak not, I breath not, I trace not thy name - Byron, Stanzas for Music

Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep
he hath awakened from the dream of life
'Tis we, who lost in stormy visions, keep
with phantoms an unprofitable strife - Shelly, Adonais

I grow old … I grow old …
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown. - T.S.Eliot, The love song..

[fresh]

Jay-Z "99 Problems"

If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one

[Verse One]
I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics they say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
I'm from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those
If you grew up with holes in ya zapatos
You'd be celebrating the minute you was havin' dough
I'm like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole
If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward
I got beef with radio if i don't play they show
They don't play my hits well i don't give a shit SO
Rap mags try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers
I don't know what you take me as,
Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to ritches niggas I ain't dumb
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me

[Chorus]
99 problems but the bitch aint one
If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me

[Verse Two]
The year's '94 and my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin' law
I got two choices y'all pull over the car or (hmmm)
Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor
Now I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jake.
Plus i got a few dollars i can fight the case
So I...pull over to the side of the road
I heard "Son do you know why I'm stoppin' you for?"
Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low?
Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo'?
"Well you was doin fifty-five in a fifty-fo' "
"Liscense and registration and step out of the car"
"Are you carryin' a weapon on you I know a lot of you are"
I ain't steppin out of shit all my paper's legit
"Well, do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?"
Well my glove compartment is locked so are the trunk in the back
And I know my rights so you gon' need a warrant for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack, you some type of lawyer or something'?"
"Or somebody important or somethin'?"
Nah, I ain't pass the bar but i know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit
"We'll see how smart you are when the K9 come"
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me

[Chorus]
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
if you havin girl problems
i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one hit me


99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
if you havin girl problems
i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me

[Verse Three]
Now once upon a time not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy
But a pussy havin no God Damn sense, try and push me
I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing that's gonna happen is I'ma get to clappin
He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain
And there I go trapped in the kit kat again
Back through the system with the riff raff again
Fiends on the floor scratchin again
Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin them
D.A. tried to give the nigga shaft again
Half-a-mil for bail cause I'm African
All because this fool was harrasin' them
Tryin to play the boy like hes saccarin
But ain't nothin sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems b, and a bitch ain't one
Hit me

[Chorus X3]

You're crazy for this one Rick
It's your boy

[C-StoLibFro]

touched
you say that I am too
so much of what you say is true

I'll never find someone quite like you again
I'll never find someone quite like you like you

the razors and the dying roses plead
I don't leave you alone
the demigods and hungry ghosts
god god knows i'm not at home
I'll never find someone quite like you again
I'll never find someone quite like you again

I looked into your eyes and saw
a world that does not exist
I looked into your eyes and saw
a world I wish I was in

I'll never find someone quite as touched as you
I'll never love someone quite the way that I loved you

Touched by VAST

and also..

Here by VAST

where do i put the shame?
it feels like a broken toy
i can't play with anymore
where do i put the hate?
to a pixilated screen
i can't watch anymore

all i know is that i'm here
drifting somewhere in the vast
somewhere in eternity
and i never want to leave

where do i put the books
theres so many i could read
but they all are filled with lies
where do i put the lies
theres so many i could say
but it seems they're in the books

i have faith that you're out there
living high up in the vast
somewhere in eternity
and you're never going to leave

have i been telling lies to myself?
hold me now you know i am so afraid to be at all
have i been telling lies to myself?
hold me now you know i am so afraid to love at all

where do i put the love?
where do i put the love?

[fresh]

Rehab - Sittin' At A Bar Lyrics


Bar tender I really did it this time
Broke my parole to have a good time
When I got home it was 6 a.m.
The door was locked so I kicked it in
She was trippin' on the bills
I think she was high on some pills
She threw my shit out into the yard
Called me a bum and smacked me real hard
And in my drunkin' stupor
I did what I should of never done
Now I'm sittin' here talking to you
Drunk and on the run

I'm sittin' at a bar on the inside
Waitin' for my ride on the outside
She broke my heart in the trailer park
So I jacked the keys to her fuckin' car
Crashed that piece of shit and then stepped away

You know mo I'll probably get ten years
So just give me beers til they get here
Yeah I know the sun is comin' up
And ya'll are probably gettin' ready for closin' up
But I'm trying to drown my soul
I'm tired of this life on a dirt road
And everythang that I love is gone
And I'm tired of hangin' on

She got me sittin' at a bar on the inside
Waitin' for my ride on the outside
She stole my heart in the trailer park
So I jacked the keys to her fuckin' car
Crashed that piece of shit and then stepped away

I guess it's meant to be
Romance is misery
So much for memories
And now I'm headed to the Penitentary
See me on T.V.
The next cop series
I am a danger
I guess I shoul've done something about my anger
But I'll never learn
Real things I don't concern
I poor kerosene on everything I love and watch it burn
I know it's my fault
But I wasn't happy it was over
She through a fit so I crashed that piece a shit nova

And now I'm goin' back again
Back to the pin to see my friends
And when we all pile out that county van
They'll ask me where I've been

I've been at a bar on the inside
Waitin' for my ride on the outside
She broke my heart in the trailer park
So I jacked the keys to her fuckin' car
Crashed that piece of shit and then stepped away

[MadamI'madaM]

Infected Mushroom- I Wish (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2fLdo8lHn30&mode=related&search=)

I wish to give, to take, to make, to check, I wanna see it happen
I want to see, to be, the one that plays the game without no fears and regrets
I want to know you, better than I know myself
I want to feel the end, and to enjoy the consequence
I'm playing the game
the one that will take me to my end
I'm waiting for the rain...
to wash who I am

I want to move, to loose, to take the grooves, and to give it all back
I want to take the time rewind, and to kick it right from the start
to be unknown and all alone, lose the kind that are behind
to start a new play by myself and to give the best I have
I'm playing the game
the one that will take me to my end
I'm waiting for the rain
to wash who I am
(x4)

[halah]

Where are you now
You were wild
Where are you now
King Solomon's Mines
Exit 75
I'm still alive
I'm still alive
I'm still alive

- Hotel by Tori Amos

When she repeats the 'I'm still alive', it just gets to me.
Makes me think.

[songbird36]

"Awake! For morning in the bowl of night
Has flung the stone that puts the stars to flight
And lo, the hunter of the east has caught
The sultan's turret in a noose of light."

Rubbaiyat of Omar Khayyam

[orange]

I leaned on you today.
I regularly hurt but never say.

I nearly wore the window through.
Where was air sea rescue?
The cavalry with tea and sympathy
you were there. Puncture repair

I leaned on you today.
I regularly hurt but never say
You patched me up and sent me on my way.
I leaned on you today.

Elbow - Puncture Repair.

[Zane19]

"And his eyes have all the seeming,
of a Demon's, that is dreaming.
And the lamp light o'er him streaming,
throws his shadow on the floor.
And my soul from out that shadow, that lies floating on the floor,
Shall be lifted; NEVERMORE..."

"Deep into that Darkness peering,
Long I stood there, wondering, fearing.
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before..."

[Roger Mexico]

I laughed at what was said, I'd been misled, confusing my enemies
Blind trust in what was put in front of me
You laughed as well, in on the joke, all poker faced
Fingers crossed behind your back
Eyes not betraying how the deck was stacked

And I'd like to be the one to wipe that smile off your face
To let you taste the bitterness that passing time has not erased
And when the house of cards you built has finally toppled in decline
I hope the punishment and pain will last a lifetime

You coast along, you're so damn smart you think
But not quite invisible, you're in my eye and unforgivable

Cuz I'm one step quicker than the last motherfucker
That you thought you got over on but they couldn't wait as long
To see it through
You'll let your comfort get the best of you


Dillinger Four-- "Maximum Piss and Vinegar"

[Ann]

A plague in the workhouse, a plague on the poor
Now I'll beat on my drum 'til I'm dead
Yesterday, a fever, tomorrow, St. Peter
I'll beat on my drum until then.

But what melody will lead my lover from his bed?
What melody will see him in my arms again?

Set fire to foundation and burn out the station
You'll never get nothing of mine
The pane of my window will flicker and billow
I won't leave a stitching behind

But what melody will lead my lover from his bed?
What melody will see him in my arms again?

I'll sing of the walls of the well and the house at the top of the hill
I'll sing of the bottles of wine that we left on our old windowsill
I'll sing of the years you will spend getting sadder and older
Oh love, and the cold, the oncoming cold

- Beirut: "The Penalty"

[Ariel]

Louis MacNeice - Prayer before Birth

I am not yet born; O hear me.
Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or the
club-footed ghoul come near me.

I am not yet born, console me.
I fear that the human race may with tall walls wall me,
with strong drugs dope me, with wise lies lure me,
on black racks rack me, in blood-baths roll me.

I am not yet born; provide me
With water to dandle me, grass to grow for me, trees to talk
to me, sky to sing to me, birds and a white light
in the back of my mind to guide me.

I am not yet born; forgive me
For the sins that in me the world shall commit, my words
when they speak me, my thoughts when they think me,
my treason engendered by traitors beyond me,
my life when they murder by means of my
hands, my death when they live me.

I am not yet born; rehearse me
In the parts I must play and the cues I must take when
old men lecture me, bureaucrats hector me, mountains
frown at me, lovers laugh at me, the white
waves call me to folly and the desert calls
me to doom and the beggar refuses
my gift and my children curse me.

I am not yet born; O hear me,
Let not the man who is beast or who thinks he is God
come near me.

I am not yet born; O fill me
With strength against those who would freeze my
humanity, would dragoon me into a lethal automaton,
would make me a cog in a machine, a thing with
one face, a thing, and against all those
who would dissipate my entirety, would
blow me like thistledown hither and
thither or hither and thither
like water held in the
hands would spill me.

Let them not make me a stone and let them not spill me.
Otherwise kill me.

[Ariel]

Oops, the format was messed up in the post. No matter, nobody will read it anyways. :D

[Sugarbooger]

His face in my dreams, seizing my guts
He floods me with dread
Soaked to the soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone

[jameschrist6]

What about

Oh I have slipped the surly bonds of earth...
put out my hand, and touched the face of god.

from John Magees poem 'High Flight'

[Limey]

What about

Oh I have slipped the surly bonds of earth...
put out my hand, and touched the face of god.

from John Magees poem 'High Flight'

Oh, two warm pillows did thine face feel to be
as my hand plunged further into the furrows
oh, high flight, don't set me down
let me experience UFIA forever with thee.

[pioneer_167]

Waiting for the velvet bride
Will the scaly armadillo
Find me where Im hiding
Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen of all my dreams
Will the misty master break me
Will the key unlock my mind
Will the following footsteps catch me
Am I really dying
Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen of all my dreams

--Julia Dream, Pink Floyd

[Randall]

"From memory, there is no hiding place"
From Def Leppard's "Long, Long Way to Go"

[Limey]

I never dreamt that I would get to be,
the person that I always meant to be
but I thought, in spite of dreams,
[that] you'd be sitting somewhere here with me.

[Wingman]

Lupe Fiasco "The Coolest"

And if the rain stops and everythings dry-she would cry-just so I can drink the tears from her eye
She'll teach me how to fly
Even cushion my fall-if my engines ever stall and I plummet from the sky
But she would keep me high
And if I ever die she would commision my immets on her bossom-To him
Or maybe she'll retire as well
A match made in Heaven said the fires in Hell


That rhyme gets me everytime. (Didnt mean to rhyme that last sentence.)

[C-StoLibFro]

Look at the pattern, can you see what's wrong?
It's supposed to be perfect, but really it's not.
Can you find the flaws, hidden in structured code,
hiding in the pattern, in between the rows?
Now that you know that something's not right,
look at it carefully, in pale logic light.
Don't be sorry, if you can't recognize
the errors and faults, in such a perfect disguise.
Only illogics can find hidden flaws in a straight logic line.
Only erratics recognize errors in patterns of a perfect design.

Erratic Patterns from World of Sleepers by Carbon Based Lifeforms

[Scarecrow]

"Life is sad,
life is a bust. All you can do
is do what you must.
You do what you must do, and you do it well.
I do it for you, honey baby can't you tell."

"Buckets of Rain" - Bob Dylan, 1975

[silly sally]

Remember when I moved in you?
The holy dark was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujah

-Rufus Wainwright, Hallelujah

damn, for some reason these three lines have such a powerful effect on me.

oh hell yeah...amazing song/lyrics

[Bongmaster General]

Before the ice was in my grill

Before I got my major deal

These hoes wouldn't give a damn if I was ill

Chyeah.

--Mike Jones

[decades]

I've walked on water, run through fire
Can't seem to feel it anymore
It was me, waiting for me
Hoping for something more
Me, seeing me this time, hoping for something else

- "New Dawn Fades" by Joy Division


This is chilling not necessarily for the words, but for the delivery. The first "me" is the most emotive syllable in music as far as I'm concerned.

[reenpeery]

Fool enough to almost be it
And cool enough to
not quite see it
And old enough to always feel this
Always old, I'll always feel this

No more promise no more sorrow
No longer will I follow
Can anybody hear me
I just want to be me
When I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will

Mayonaise by smashing pumpkins

[bluebell]

I'll say it again
L is for LOVE, baby
O is for O yes I do
V is for VIRTUE, so I ain't gonna hurt you
E is for EVEN if you want me to
R is for RENDER unto me, baby
M is for that which is MINE
A is for ANY old how, darling
N is for ANY old time

- Nick Cave, Loverman.

So take these broken wings
And learn to fly again, learn to live so free

- Mister Mister, Broken Wings

[outmywindow]

It's not as powerful taken out of the context of the music, delivery, and the rest of the lyrics, but this bit from Depeche Mode's "Clean" has always been particularly striking to me:

I just know that I like
What is starting to show.
...Sometimes.

It's very sinister and very sympathetic, all at the same time.

[rhuarch]

These lines from David Wilcox's "Eye of the hurricane" always send chills down my spine.


Tell the truth, explain to me
How you got this need for speed
She laughed and said
"It might just be the next best thing to love"

Hope is gone, and she confessed
That when you lay your dream to rest
You can get what's second best
But it's hard to get enough

[outmywindow]

From "True Love Waits," by Radiohead:

"I'm not living,
I'm just killing time."

[MoneyJungle]

"Then the sun disintegrates between a wall of clouds
I summer where I winter at and no one is allowed there
Do you remember when the first snowfall fell?
When summer barely had a snowball's chance in Hell"

-Celebrated Summer
Husker Du (most overlooked band ever)

[Masterofnone]

I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here

And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

What if I'd been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?

And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you

Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away

I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong
That I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

[euterpenc]

"cold silence has
a tendency to
atrophy any
sense of compassion...

between supposed brothers/lovers"

and the above with the powerful instrumentals behind it.

"with my feet upon the ground
I lose myself between the sound and
open wide to suck it in
I feel it move across my skin
I'm reaching up and reaching out
Reaching for the random or
Whatever will bewilder me
Whatever will bewilder me

Spiral out, keep going."


"Sun down, dazzling day
Gold through my eyes
But my eyes turned within
Only see...

Starless and Bible Black"

etc.

[Kirai]

You, Messiah
Clockwork angel,
Wake up, shine bright,
on the endless night.
Release all my glacier time.

From him who is and who was and who is coming,
"I am the Alpha and the omega,
the first and the last, the beginning and the end."
"I know your doings,
that you are said to live, but you are dead."
"Be awake and invigourate the things that remain
that are at the point of dying."
"Fallen, Babylon the great."
"I'm coming soon,"
"And night shall be no more."

- Messiah, Nanase Hikaru.

===

Heaven's gift to me just the way you are,
A new aged child from a distant star.
It feels so good just to be
So close to your love. You are heaven's gift to me.

- Wiccan Lullaby by Switchblade Symphony

[djm]

Womens Realm - Belle and Sebastian

Are you coming or are you not?
There is nothing that would sort you out
There's nothing I could say or do
You're going to crash, I'll set the bails in front of you

Are you coming or are you not?
There is nothing that would sort you out
An interesting way of life
Deny yourself the benefits of being alive

Rubber and Soul - Ane Brun

In my mind I`m crawling on your floor
Vomiting and defeated
Total absence of grace
Your reluctant voice
saying; you decide your own fate

But I wear rubberbands round my soul
They keep me from crawling
And these rubberbands round my soul
they keep me from falling

In my repeated dreams
You stare at me with an empty gaze
You turn your back on me
And you search for more intriguing days

Loathing this
Controlling this
Let me get a hold of this

[Mons]

"cold silence has
a tendency to
atrophy any
sense of compassion...

between supposed brothers/lovers"

and the above with the powerful instrumentals behind it.

"with my feet upon the ground
I lose myself between the sound and
open wide to suck it in
I feel it move across my skin
I'm reaching up and reaching out
Reaching for the random or
Whatever will bewilder me
Whatever will bewilder me

Spiral out, keep going."


"Sun down, dazzling day
Gold through my eyes
But my eyes turned within
Only see...

Starless and Bible Black"

etc.

Wow, exact lines I was thinking.

How about:

Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine

[red shift]

Me up at does

out of the floor
quietly Stare

a poisoned mouse

still who alive

is asking What
have i done that

You wouldn’t have

e.e. cummings

[quantumzero]

made damn sure that Pilot washed his hands...in the sea of his face.

[Limey]

made damn sure that Pilot washed his hands...in the sea of his face.

Huh?
made damn sure that Pilate washed his hands and sealed his fate

[Def1ant]

Fear Factory's song Invisible Wounds

dark bodies floating in darkness
no sign of light ever given
imprisoned in a world without a memory
unconscious, or am i conscious?
cut from the heart i am part of
sometimes i feel as though i'm frozen in heaven

and i saw my own face in the dark and lonliness
and i saw my own face like a spark frozen in heaven

in dreams i see myself flying
closer to the sun, and i'm climbing
tried to touch the sun
but the brightness burned my eyes
unconscious, or am i conscious?
fell from the sky like a star
sometimes i feel as though i'm frozen in heaven

and i saw my own face in the dark and lonliness
and i saw my own face like a spark

dark
my life was so dark...
my mind was so dark...
everything was dark

unconscious, or am i conscious?
fell from the sky like a star
sometimes i feel as though i'm frozen in heaven

and i saw my own face in the dark and lonliness
and i saw my own face like a spark frozen in heaven
dark bodies floating in darkness...



But then again, I do battle depression. This song speaks to me though on a very deep level.

[carbon cold]

I want to forget mistakes they've helped me make
It's better to be broken than to break

More later.

[Anonymous]

More later.

At 11?

And for me:


But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.

[pan_sonic_000]

Physical


i wanna date you, maybe
i wanna take you out
i wanna wine and dine you
oh, i wanna twist and twist and shout
i want you hot in my arms
so soft on my bed
you get the key to my heart
oh, when you wear that sweet dress

but you're too physical, physical to me
you're just too physical, physical to me

i want your rough house baby
i want this right in your ear
you let me feel your danger
i let you make this feeling clearer here
i want the touch of your charms
the heat of your breath
i wanna say all those things
that would be better unsaid

but you're too physical, physical to me
you're just too physical

[mastero]

Remember when I moved in you?
The holy dark was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujah

-Rufus Wainwright, Hallelujah

damn, for some reason these three lines have such a powerful effect on me.

I believe this verse was written by Leonard Cohen although not sung in the original version.

There was a time you let me know
What's really going on below,
but now you never show it to me, do you?
I remember when I moved in you,
And the holy dove was moving too,
and every breath we drew was Hallelujah.

[pan_sonic_000]

Down In The Park

Oh, look, theres a rape machine
I'd go outside if it'd look the other way
You wouldn't believe
The things they do

[...]

We are not lovers
We are not romantics
We are here to serve you
A different face but the words never change

[bluebell]

Nick Cave (predictably):

Sorrow's Child

Sorrow's child steps in the water
Sorrow's child you follow after
Sorrow's child wades in deeper
Sorrow's child invites you under
And just when you thought as though
All your tears were wept and done
Sorrow's child grieves not what has passed
But all the past still yet to come
Sorrow's child sits by the water
Sorrow's child your arms enfold her
Sorrow's child you're loathe to befriend her
Sorrow's child but in sorrow surrender
And just when is seems as though
All your tears were at an end
Sorrow's child lifts up her hand
And she brings it down again

[Digital Future]

Not sure about a particular line but Coolio's Dangerous Minds sends chills down my spine. Some emotions associated with that song for me. Was in Kingston, Jamaica when the film first came out and I remember watching it with my cousin and her friends. One of the girls started crying during the film. When we asked her why, it was because her own cousin was killed through gang violence. Made the film seem more real for me. Even now when I hear the soundtrack it still has the same effect on me.

[Tusek]

Only a fool!
Only a poet!

-Nietzsche

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage - and then is heard no more;
It is a tale: told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

-Shakespear

[Trentham]

No his mind is not for rent
To any god or government
Always hopeful yet discontent
He knows changes aren't permanent...
But change is.


-Rush, "Tom Sawyer"

[romanadvoratrelundar]

(from Rocket by the Smashing Pumpkins):

I miss me
I miss everything
I'll never be

[30footsmurf]

Remember when I moved in you?
The holy dark was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujah

-Rufus Wainwright, Hallelujah

damn, for some reason these three lines have such a powerful effect on me.

The words were actually by Leonard Cohen. Just letting ya know. I love that song too. I prefer the version by Jeff Buckley myself, but they are all good.

I read the body count out of the paper
and now its written all over my face.
No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter
Sometimes thats just the most comfortable place.
-Bright Eyes, Road to Joy

[aorta]

Go on down and see that wrecking ball come swinging on along
Everyone knew that hotel was a goner
They broke all the windows, they took all the door knobs
And they hauled it away in a couple of days
Now someone yell timber and take off your hat
It’s a lot smaller down here on the ground
You’re falling down, falling down, falling down


Tom Waits

[mxmxmx]

"I've had recurring nightmares
That I was loved for who I am
And missed the opportunity
To be a better man"

[Enkidu]

Oh man, I could populate a forumfull of good song lyrics if I sat down and really thought about it. The one that comes to mind is a line from The Chain by Fleetwood Mac. This song came on the radio when I was in the process of leaving my ex (who I'm sleeping with again because I'm retarded) and I had to pull over on the side of the road.

Damn your love, damn your lies

And if you don't love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
you would never break the chain

We kept making promises to each other that things would get better. They didn't, and I've spent the ensuing years trying and failing to get over her.

[Meliora]

(I don't know about chills down my spine, but I certainly like these lines.)

I see you standin' on the other side
I don't know how the river got so wide
I loved you, baby, way back when...
And all the bridges are burnin' that we might've crossed
But I feel so close to everything that we lost
We'll never, we'll never have to lose it again

(Leonard Cohen)

--------------------

I wish I could promise to lie in the night
And think of an orchard’s arboreal plight
When slowly (and nobody comes with a light)
Its heart sinks lower under the sod.
But something has to be left to God.

(Robert Frost)

[djm]

The whole of T.S. Eliot's "The Hollow Men", but in particular:

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the shadow
Life is very long

and

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

[LastRailway]

Every single time I listen to it (and, for the record, it's the exactly one song of Pink Floyd I care for and one of the few of this style):

Wish you were here:

So,
so you think you could tell
Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you could tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

The lines in bold *always* send chills down my spine.

[djm]

The finishing lines from Goodbye by The Sundays has a somewhat visceral effect on me:

So is this what its come to?
Am I cold or just a little bit warm
Oh well
Just give an easy life and a peaceful death

[rhinosaur]

Anger and no one can heal it
Slides through the metal detector
Lives like a mole in a motel
A slide in a slide projector
The cool, cool river
Sweeps the wild, white ocean
And the rage, the rage of love turns inward
To become prayers of devotion
And these prayers are
The constant road across the wilderness
These prayers are
These prayers are the memory of God
The memory of God

And I believe in the future
We shall suffer no more
Maybe not in my lifetime
But in yours I feel sure
Song dogs barking at the break of dawn
Lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm
And these streets
Quiet as a sleeping army
Send their battered dreams to heaven, to heaven
For the mother's restless son
Who is a witness to, who is a warrior
Who denies his urge to break and run

Who says: hard times?
I'm used to them
The speeding planet burns
I'm used to that
My life's so common it disappears
And sometimes even music
Cannot substitute for tears
Sometimes even music
Cannot substitute for tears

(Paul Simon)

[Enkidu]

[I'd like to do a song of great social and political import. It goes like this.]

Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?
My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends.
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,
So Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?

Oh Lord, won't you buy me a color TV ?
Dialing For Dollars is trying to find me.
I wait for delivery each day until three,
So oh Lord, won't you buy me a color TV ?

Oh Lord, won't you buy me a night on the town ?
I'm counting on you, Lord, please don't let me down.
Prove that you love me and buy the next round,
Oh Lord, won't you buy me a night on the town ?

Everybody!
Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?
My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends,
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,
So oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?

[INA]

Every single time I listen to it (and, for the record, it's the exactly one song of Pink Floyd I care for and one of the few of this style):
Wish you were here.

Reminds me of recent text exchange with ex

INA: wish you were here
Ex (in typical android fashion): where?
INA: I just got home
Ex: I'm in your neighborhood. See you in 5?

NT-NT :wub:: winning.

Anyway, this line from a poem always comes back to me out of nowhere:

Peel off the napkin
O my enemy.
Do I terrify?

[charliep220]

Keats

Bright Star:

Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art--
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors--
No--yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever--or else swoon to death.

Ode on a Grecian Urn:

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endeared,
Pipe to the spirit dities of no tone.
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal---yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss
Forever wilt thou love, and she be fair!

[charliep220]

Charles Bukowski:

Alone With Everybody - (even the title of this gets me everytime)

and nobody finds the
one
but keep
looking
crawling in and out
of beds.
flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh.

there's no chance
at all:
we are all trapped
by a singular
fate.

nobody ever finds
the one.

the city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fill

[charliep220]

The whole of Pink Floyd's 'Time'.

[charliep220]

Philip Larkin's 'Days' -

What are days for?
Days are where we live.
They come, they wake us
Time and time over.
They are to be happy in:
Where can we live but days?

[C.J.Woolf]

The last lines of Billy Collins' poem "Nightclub":



We are all so foolish,
my long bebop solo begins by saying,
so damn foolish
we have become beautiful without even knowing it.

(Read the whole thing here (http://rinabeana.com/poemoftheday/index.php/2005/10/21/nightclub-by-billy-collins/).)

[Jackal]

"I expect another red scare
Another rip in the scar, another tear from within." -- Colour Revolt

I'm not sure if anyone would consider that exceptionally poetic. It just sounds really cool to me.

Pretty much everything from La Dispute.

"They say that death is not a problem, it's a promise
I can only say for sure that when it makes your bed
I'll kiss your head goodnight"

My music is depressing.

[schenker28]

Most chill-inducing ("frisson") lyric ever for me is the following, which I relate to as a guy, even though it's sung by a girl in the musical:

"I still taste your kisses..." -- Kim, Miss Saigon


There is a lot of context (and beautiful music) which helps give it that effect....

[HoneyCyclical]

I've pulled down my lace and the chintz.
Oh, do you know you have the face of a genius?
I'll send your love to Zeus.
Oh, by the time you read this,
I'll be well in touch.

I'm giving it all in a moment or two.
I'm giving it all in a moment, for you.
I'm giving it all, giving it, giving it.
This kicking here inside
Makes me leave you behind.
No more under the quilt
To keep you warm.
Your sister I was born.
You must lose me like an arrow,
Shot into the killer storm.

You and me on the bobbing knee.
Didn't we cry at that old mythology he'd read!
I will come home again, but not until
The sun and the moon meet on yon hill.

I'm giving it all in a moment or two.
I'm giving it all in a moment, for you.
I'm giving it all, giving it, giving it.
This kicking here inside
Makes me leave you behind.
No more under the quilt
To keep you warm.
Your sister I was born.
You must lose me like an arrow,
Shot into the killer storm.

-Kate Bush

(don't know if I already posted that here)

[Enkidu]

Keats


Charles Bukowski

Those are two of my favorite poets. Marry me.