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JennYWhat Lyrics Have Had a Profound Impact on your Life?
October 7th 2006 01:33
Tell me about the most spiritual moment you ever had listening to the lyrics of a song.
Try to include a few of the lyrics...There have been many times I have been laying on my bed, cigarette hanging out the side of my mouth, eyes closed, lights off, candles lit in a funk as deep as all hell listening to a song...and there it was.
The lyrics came and washed over me, baptizing me with a forgiveness that nothing else can give. That raw emotion that tells you you have been saved and healed from the wrong done to you or that you have done...thank god for music.
"Wash Away Those Years" by Creed
"You Oughtta Know" by Alanis Morrisette
"Don't Follow" by Alice in Chains
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Comment by Homer Joyce
Jesus my Lord, my God, my All by Father Faber:
It's the song that constantly recurs in my head like a CD player stuck on eternal repeat, while I'm living the type of life that is more reminiscent of ACDC's Highway to Hell ... Why is that?
Lyrics:
Jesus my Lord, my God, my All,
How can I love Thee as I ought,
and how revere this wondrous gift
so far surpassing hope and thought?
And,
Tantum Ergo by St Thomas Aquinas ... while I'm holding my head up in pride that would put Lucifer to shame, and singing his as yet unreleased version of 'I will not serve'. Why is that?
English Translation =
Down in adoration falling,
Lo the Sacred Host we hail ...
Apart from that ...
Pearl Jam's Alive (words by Eddie Vedder) ...
Is something wrong, she said
Well of course there is
Youre still alive, she said
Oh, and do I deserve to be
Is that the question
And if so...if so...who answers...who answers...
I, oh, Im still alive
That pretty much sums it up ... I'm finished and out of here ...
Great Question ...
Comment by Tracy
Movies and Life
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us,
To die my your side,
Well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine.
Comment by LauraP
I won't back down,
No I won't back down,
You can stand me up at the gates of hell but
I wont' back down.
I'm gonna stand my ground,
Won't be turned around
Gonna keep this world from dragging me down
No, I won't back down
Foo Figthers
it's times like these you learn to live again
it's times like these you give and give again
it's times like these you learn to love again
it's times like these time and time again
Comment by Dan
The lyrics can be interpreted in many ways, but the way I interpret them make them veryrelevant to my life and the way I feel about myself. Here's a few exerts.
"Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I can't help but ask myself how much
I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer. "
"Whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes"
"So, if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive"
"But lately I'm beginning to find that when
I drive myself my light is found. "
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Comment by Justin
Aerials
"Life is a waterfall,
We drink from the river,
Then we turn around and put up our walls.
Aerials, in the sky
When you lose small mind
You free your life".
Forest
"Why can't you see that you are my child,
Why don't you know that you are my mind,
Tell everyone in the world, that I'm you,
Take this promise to the end of you."
Elderly Woman behind the counter in a small town
"I wish I'd seen the place but no one's ever taken me
Hearts and thoughts they, fade. Fade away"
Rear View Mirror
"I gather speed from you fucking with me.
Once and for all I'm far away
Hardly believe
Finally the shades are raised."
Burn one down
"Let us burn one from end to end,
And pass it over to me my friend.
Burn it long, we'll burn it slow,
To light me up before I go."
How many times
"How many times must I get up
Look out and see the same old view
How many times must I wear the same old things
And hear the same old things that I do, I do"
Comment by Hellvis
Earache Hotel
The first is from the Joy Division song, "Insight" when Ian Curtis repeats "I'm not afraid anymore." I find it sad and haunting and it sends chills down my spine every time I hear it (Ian Curtis eventually committed suicide), but it also fills me with a strange sort of hope.
The second is from the Beach Boys song "I Just Wasn't Made For These Times" when Brian Wilson sings "sometimes I feel very sad." It's so simple, and sounds a little bit dumb when it's written like that (Brian Wilson was never what you'd call a great lyricist), but it says all it needs to say about loneliness with just those simple words.
I also find "Do You Realize?" by the Flaming Lips a really sad and beautiful song, saying so much about life, death, and how amazing the world really is in these few simple, poetic lines:
"Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face?
Do You Realize - we're floating in space?
Do You Realize - that happiness makes you cry?
Do You Realize - that everyone you know someday will die?
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes
Let them know you realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round"
Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
There is a collective experience in the greatest lyrics about something so mundane that make us think we are the only ones to have ever felt it, experienced it, thought it. When it comes out of the speakers, we are validated, "Yes, I'm normal...thank god...I'm normal!"
Great post. Thanks for it.
Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
Good lyrics...what speaks to you about:
"Elderly Woman behind the counter in a small town
"I wish I'd seen the place but no one's ever taken me
Hearts and thoughts they, fade. Fade away"
You have me curious. Thanks for the post!
Comment by Bryn
Horrorphile
However, here is an example of lyrics that have resonated most strongly with me. The simple truths ... The haunting emotions ... stark, poetic, tragic, beautiful.
Joy Division's Love Will Tear Us Apart
When routine bites hard
And ambitions are low
And 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?
You turned away on your side
Is my timing that flawed?
Our respect ran so dry
Yet there's still this appeal
That we've kept through all our lives
Love, love will tear us apart again
Do you cry out in your sleep?
All my failings exposed
And there's a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Is it something so good?
Just can't function no more
Then love, love will tear us apart again
Comment by Lilla
From The Home Front
Enviro Warrior
Dream Herald
Esoteric Bookshop
Morning has broken,
Like the first morning,
Blackbird has spoken,
Like the first bird,
Praise for the singing,
Praise for the morning,
Praise for them springing,
Fresh from the world.
Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
That's interesting that music means more to you than lyrics. Now that you say that, it occurs to me that I have a good friend who feels the same way. Give her a great guitar riff and that's all that matters. The lyrics have got to be there for me or the song is lost on me. I may need to respect the musicians a little more and see if there is something worthwhile in there for me next time...thanks for the eye opener. Thank you for playing along on the lyrics...now the floor is yours...a piece of music that blew you away...thanks for stopping by!
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Thanks for stopping by!
Comment by Homer Joyce
This is such a great question.
The posts are great. Bryn, Hellvis & Justin's posts are always great value ... and I see a few other bloggers that I like already ... in a non-met way …
I just had to return ...
Music has such a profound impact on all of us (I am not speaking on behalf of the Deaf Society, so please, if you belong to the Deaf Society don't sue me) ...
Being a writer, I love lyrics, so it’s often those turns of phrase that really appeal to my mind, such as:
Pearl Jam’s ‘Elderly Woman Over A Counter In A Small Town’:
I changed by not changing at all.
U2s Running to Stand Still.
Forget about the song lyrics. It’s all in the title. It sums up the modern world’s obsession with pace.
But when it comes to personal spiritual experiences and those little, ordinary moments in our own daily lives that we associate with music …
Meatloaf’s ‘Paradise by the Dashboard Light’ (forget about the rest of the lyrics; the title itself is enough to sum up my youthful over-exuberance at helping my childhood sweetheart to lose her virginity in a car). I just wish I hadn’t used my mate Henry’s car for the occasion (as he returned to his car during the act, and would never let me forget the occasion). Every time we were in his car, he would make constant references to the event, such as … Just check the glovebox will you? Her virginity has gotta be here somewhere.’
The sound of Jackson Browne transports me back
to decades filled with decadence …
Who trapped the odour of her thighs
among those vinyl grooves?
Homer …
Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
The dashboard lights reference conjured up so many memories of innocent fumblings in the pursuit of grown up passion.
I think you have inspired my next post.
Voices
Comment by Homer Joyce
Thank Jim Steinman ... the big Loaf's lyricist ... I remember reading an article about the world's greatest lyricists, and someone was completely scandalised that Steinman did not rank in the top 100 ...
He's a little bit like a musical version of Shakespeare ... he taps into the common universal experience ... and appeals to the masses ...
Homer ...
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Comment by Homer Joyce
I don't publish or produce anything in the real world under my pseudonym ...
As to agents/agencies ... I've approached every agency in Australia ... the most common response I get (if i get one) is... Your writing it 'too' clever ... who would want to read it?
Homer ...
Comment by The Voices in my Head
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I could tell everyone I discovered you and show you off to all my friends...
(I find it odd that my voice has changed so much tonight, I am suddenly British, I think. Somewhere between the perpetual loads of laundry, coursework, and figuring out how to download music onto an ipod, I have developed a new personality. It's rather lovely, actually.)
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Yeah,
Communicating with a like mind does that to you ... (devlops a new personality, or rather, you rediscover your true personality, and suddenly realise something or someone caused you to lose your own identity) ... I find it liberating ...
As to coming to America. It does interest me ... Most Australians have to go off-shore to get recognised in their own country ... and then, most of them never return ... I wonder why? Not.
What state do you live in? I've only ever been to one US state: Connecticutt ... (but that was hardly a commercial literary venture ... 'When people ask me what my experience in the US was like, I generally tell them. I lived an hour outside of NY for a year and never went there ... It's always a good conversatoin stopper or opener).
How many spare rooms do you have? Would your friends try and crack onto me? Will you take advantage of me? Can I get a chastity belt through customs, or should I just bring drugs?
Homer ...
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The Voices in my Head
I live in Indiana, about two hours away from Indianapolis. My friends would be giddy to talk to you. The power of words, you know. As for whether I will take advantage, well that depends on one thing, of course. How long it is going to take you to get through security with that chastity belt. I think the whole Eiffel Tower thing may come into play, at that point. As for the drugs, the Eiffel Tower would ruin everything. I want you to promise you will stop by and read my post on my self-named blog regarding the dream analysis. I definately would love your input.
Comment by Homer Joyce
It's not cool to live where you are. Melbourne is better. (I wonder if that will work?) ...
That line about your friends being giddy reminds me of Slyvia Plath's 'The Bell Jar' ... (that's a compliment ... I loved her conversational tone in that book) ...
I'd write more, but I have to read and have some Eiffel-Tower-style input into your new blog.
Homer ...
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I have had so much fun...but I am afraid it is time for bed. Brilliant...you are brilliant! I am quite afraid I'm a groupie now. You have so many you will hardly notice I'm there!
Thanks & have a good one...
Comment by Justin
That Pearl Jam song just represented a time in my life where I was really stagnant and wished for more but couldn't get to it and obviously the "(I wish I'd seen the place) But no one's ever taken me" part refers about really desiring someone (probably my dad) to show me about his life, what he thought of me and to just really progress in understanding what "it" is all about with someone elses help.
Afterward I decided to try and find out by myself without others help so the "hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away" part signifies that want and longing was diminished over time as I walked my own path.
Just another middle-class surbaban hang-up really. lol
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Comment by Tracy
Movies and Life
Lyrics are hugely important to me, I relish listening to words that tell me a story. To me, some of my favourite artists are poets/writers, such as Nick Cave, Kirsty MacColl, The Smiths, The Cure, The Triffids, Depeche Mode,The Go-Betweens, Jeff Buckley....the list could continue but I have to stop at some point.
At the moment I am listening to The Triffids' album Calenture, the whole album speaks to me but I'll just share one song with you.
Kelly's Blues
Kelly left her front light on,
I came around,
Her tree blew over,
I shook her branches down,
The wind and I, we howled around her door.
Now there's a buckle in the sky, lightening on the shore
And a face reflected in a puddle on the floor.
Nobody knows the darkness of Kelly's blues
How they turn in on her, how they let her bad said loos.
How thin must she grow in this cold and dirty room?
How can I put it in between words?
Kelly come on out of the gloom.
Now her window frame is banging against the sea breeze
Her tabby cat is crying as it rubs itself up again my knees,
Her typewriter keys chatter as my fingers freeze,
Her lines are down, her phone is dead,
Kelly's car is rusting in my back shed.
How can I put it in between words?
Kelly come on out of the gloom.
How can I put it in between words?
No body knows the darkness of Kelly's blues.
Tracy
Comment by Lilla
From The Home Front
Enviro Warrior
Dream Herald
Esoteric Bookshop
Well I've got to say the Rocky Horror Picture Show, whatever it really meant, I don't know if I'm still sure about all the hidden bits, but I really bummed when Eddie said he didn't like his Teddy.
Frankenfurter, it's all over,
your mission is a failure,
Your lifestyle is too extreme,
I'm your new commander,
you now are my prisoner,
We return to transylvania,
Prepare the transit beam.....
wait, I can explain.......
I loved David Bowie's Alladin Sane, especially the song TIME and Saturday Night. Lady from Another Grinning Soul was PGD.
As I mellowed from rampant hormones to hormonal global traveller, I loved the Alan Parsons Project, especially the one they did for Edgar Allan Poe. I wish they would have done one for Shakespeare, I just know they would have done it justice.
And, one more (since the frilly edge of my age-slip is showing), Pentangle, but I didn't discover them until about 20 years after everyone else. I'm a slow starter.
Comment by Anonymous
I agree with your post. It's vindicating when someone else articulates feelings you've had. It makes you feel not so alone.
I think any great writing, whether it's lyrics or poetry or whatever, teaches you something you've always known but never realised.
I'm sure one of my lecturers told me that, and it was a quote from somebody else, but buggered if I know who. Anyway, that comment itself taught me something I've always known but never realised, so who cares who said it?
It's MINE now. Mwuhahaha!
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Movies and Life
The same thing kept happening to me and I couldn't work it out. The worse thing was it was one my own blog so that was a bit embarrassing. I think it's something to do with logging in...yet I was logged in and it kept happening, so really I can't shed any light...probably someone else can...
Comment by Homer Joyce
If you are asked to insert a code when you go to post ... you know it's going to be posted by anon ... it doesn't mean you've logged out on your own site... it means your login details have dropped out on the site you are on (usually because you've changed windows) ... ... just re-log in on the site you are posting on ...
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Movies and Life
Comment by Anita
I'll give you something more
And you'll fade away
One last kiss before
You fade away
Lives you once adored
will fade away
Lies you can't ignore
You soon repay
As you fade away
I know a bit morbid but hey i really love it!!!!
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Movies and Life
Comment by Lilla
From The Home Front
Enviro Warrior
Dream Herald
Esoteric Bookshop
...and Crawling on the Planets face,
Some insects called the Human Race,
Lost in time and lost in space,
... and meaning!
So apt, don't you think?
Comment by Bryn
Horrorphile
You addressing me earlier ...? I noticed you mentioned my name as if I had posed an additional question ... which I hadn't ... ??
Comment by Lilla
From The Home Front
Enviro Warrior
Dream Herald
Esoteric Bookshop
Hey, does anyone know about Shaun Mullins, I love his lyrics to bits!
Comment by JoshZ
I also love Third Day's latest album, last song.
"Rise up my friend,
No this will never be the end,
so rise up,
and live again."
has got me through some real tough times I went through this year.
I also love what Weird Al Yankovic does with songs. I think any man that can find that much comedy in music is well worth much admiration.
Homer Joyce as always nice work. I've read a little Aquinas but I think now I should read some more.
Comment by Bryn
Horrorphile
I think you're the confused one ... scroll up, and you'll see that you must have confused me with The Voices in YOUR Head ... LOL
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The Voices in my Head
I love that you said, "And, one more (since the frilly edge of my age-slip is showing), Pentangle, but I didn't discover them until about 20 years after everyone else. I'm a slow starter."
I, too, was a late starter. I didn't discover Alice in Chains until this past year. *Mortified to admit it*. But I think I appreciate them so much more now...there is a romantic irony to the notion that I have fallen in love with a group I shall never have the opportunity to see, or eagerly anticipate the release of a new cd...that I must accept only the music that is already out there. Although they are now touring again, it will never be the same. I fell in love with Layne...and Layne with the needle...oh the tragedy in my Muzikal experience.
Voices
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Between the two of us, I admit that there is something great about humor in music. We music snobs do tend to take ourselves much too seriously. However, I will also say, and this would be the snob part coming out, that there is also something appalling about someone writing lyrics that meant something and someone else getting rich from making fun of it. Then again, isn't that what all writers actually do? We do the writing, publishing companies get rich, agents get rich...I suppose that is our tragedy. What would we writers do without tragedy? The question is...which is more memorable when Al does his thing, the original or the parody?
Do come back to visit...
Voices
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"One last kiss before
You fade away"
Tragically sad...Love it! All my fave stuff is dark and morose. Even when I am in a great mood, blowing bubbles with my grape bubbalicious gum on the way to pick up my kids from soccer, I am listening to Layne Staley sing about becoming a Sludge Factory from the corrosive effects of his heroin addiction. :c)
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Comment by JoshZ
But most of the time, the songs that Weird Al does his parodies of aren't socially amazing. In the cases of the ones that are, I think a good way of looking at it is that yes, society needs poets (GK Chesterton, I do not doubt that men need priests to remind them one day they will die. But they also need another type of priest called a poet to remind them they are not dead yet.) but the parodies he does remind us of how cool the original is. His work with that American Pie song, whatever it was called.
But while we are on the subject of musical crimes, what kind of crime is it when a performer goes and does a remake of a definitive song? Madonna and her version of aforementioned song sucked. Completely. On the other hand, Jimi Hendrix's version of All Along The Watchtower WAS better than Dylan's.
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The Voices in my Head
I may make you my new muse...You have given me SOOOO many ideas for posts...keep an eye out for them. Wonderful comments, really thought provoking....my favorite kind!
My fave point that you made:
"But most of the time, the songs that Weird Al does his parodies of aren't socially amazing. " VERY TRUE. Thanks for pointing this out...
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Voices
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Please do sift through your collection and share more with us...I would love to hear your discoveries. I am going to do the same...great music deserves to be recognized (recognised for you, Wordophilia *wink*)
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Voices
P.S. For anyone whom I have not responded to yet, I will do so this evening. ( I still sound British. Bizarre!! But I have learned to give in to the Voices...*wink*)
Comment by tinkster
commenting on another one of your post, I have to give you some lyrics by Mother Love Bone. The
song is Chloe Dancer. The Seattle sound started here
"Chloe don't know better, Chloe's just like me, only beautiful
A couple of years difference, but those lessons never learned
Chloe danced the tables in the french quarter
Always been given so I can't always make her laugh
But I'm proud to say, and I won't forget
Time spent laying by her side, and dreams like this must die.
Comment by Hellvis
Earache Hotel
And on the subject of Madonna ruining "American Pie." Is it just me, or is "American Pie" the worst song of all time? I seem to be the only person in the world who hates this song. Having said that, Killdozer's interminable grunge/drone version of it with it's stuck-pig vocals is pretty much definitive. And if a song can stand up to the Killdozer treatment, I suppose it is a classic. Doesn't mean I have to like it though.
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No one said anything about banning parody so whoa on the free speech! lol It was just a comment...you know..the free speech kind. *wink*
I do see your point on a strong song standing up to anything though, and as JoshZ said, parodies are not usually made of significant music, so all is well.
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Comment by Hellvis
Earache Hotel
But seriously, I was just expressing a viewpoint (perhaps a little too emphatically, LOL).
I don't know about parodies not being made of significant music though. A case could be made for "Smells Like Teen Spirit" being the most significant and important song of the '90s, and Weird Al made a great parody of that. Actually, "Smells Like Nirvana" got me into Nirvana in the first place (what can I say, I was a dorky kid) and Nirvana in turn got me into everything: music, literature, art...
So, in a way, I ultimately have Weird Al Yankovic to thank for my cultural life. That's kind of scary.
Comment by Luke
Old Movies
Cane Toad Warrior
Go driving and pick up a slut
Start up a chainsaw, and cut her up
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Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance. Everybody thinks it's true.
Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
Freedom of Speech...freedom of speech. Nothing like it. I reaaaaallly strongly dislike those lyrics in the way that I am not well, cosmically psycho. But I am...interested...yes, interested, -(way to be diplomatic, Voices!) (Thank you, me!) -as to why you find them profound...and pertinent to your life. It's just the two of us...tell me the whole truth. *finger on speed dial to 911.* You will feel better.
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The Voices in my Head
Do tell me, why those lyrics? Thanks for stopping by and do...
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Voices
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Again, great comment. I do apprecate the warning about the CAPS. Now, I understand all those lyrics in rap music that say, "bust a cap in their ass." I have been so curious and now I know. I thought they were talking about bullets!
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Voices
Comment by Luke
Old Movies
Cane Toad Warrior
i like how unafraid they are and how they dupe people.
Comment by Hellvis
Earache Hotel
Weird choice for profound lyrics that have had an impact on your life, but I like it.
Comment by Homer Joyce
Reading the lyrics to Chainsaw by The Cosmic Psycho's made me realise I'd forgotten to mention a song (album, even) that did have a profound impact on my life: Bruce Springsteen's Nebraska ...
The fact that the title track is about the same subject matter that Badlands the film was based upon: a true crime spree) ... interested me ... and the fact that he recorded it in a room without his band ...
Nebraska:
I saw her standing on her front lawn
just a twirling her baton
Me and her went for a ride, Sir
and ten innocent people died ...
This album was haunting ... It was always the album I played if I was writing at night ...
And since you mentioned baptisms, I also love the line from his song Dead Man Walking (which they used for the closing credits of the film):
I won't ask for forgiveness, my sins are all I have
Just thought I'd chuck those couple in ...
Homer ...
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The Voices in my Head
I understand why you wrote anonymously...I wouldn't claim that one, either! I jest, I kid, I tease. (ahem.) Thanks for...sharing.
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Voices
P.S. Does anyone know if these are really lyrics??? lol
Comment by Bryn
Horrorphile
Genius.
Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
What?? and I thought we had something special going here...
OH *blush* those were lyrics... well, of course I knew that!
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Voices
Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
I just realized that I forgot to share the lyrics of my songs with you...so here you go.
One early morning
She showed her crown of thorns
She whispered softly
To tell a story
About how she had been wronged
As she lay lifeless
He stole her innocence
And this is how she carried on
This is how she carried on
Well I guess she closed her eyes
And just imagined everything's alright
But she could not hide her tears
'Cause they were sent to wash away those years
They were sent to wash away those years
My anger's violent
But still I'm silent
When tragedy strikes at home
I know this decadence Is shared by millions
Remember you're not alone
Remember you're not alone
Well if you just close your eyes
And just imagine everything's alright
But do not hide your tears
'Cause they were sent to wash away those years
Well if you just close your eyes
And just imagine everything's alright
But do not hide your tears
'Cause they were sent to wash away those years
They were sent to wash away those years
Maybe we can wash away those years
For we have crossed many oceans
And we labor in between
In life there are many quotients
And I hope I find the mean
the mean, the mean
Well if you just close your eyes
And just imagine everything's alright
But do not hide your tears
'Cause they were sent to wash away those years
Well if you just close your eyes
And just imagine everything's alright
But do not hide your tears
'Cause they were sent to wash away those years
Maybe we can wash away those years
I hope that you can wash away those years"
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know"
Things I'd done and where I've been
Sleep in sweat the mirrors cold
See my face it's growin' old
Scared to death no reason why
Do whatever to get me by
Think about the things I said
Read the page it's cold and dead
Take me home (5x)
Say goodbye Don't follow"
The first two are pretty self explanatory, I think. The Creed lyrics are sad and haunting. Pedophiles should all die.
Alanis was just really pissed when she wrote that song and it helped me through some painful shit at one point in my life.
The AIC lyrics are the best I have ever heard. The reference to the mirror translated as facing yourself prior to death, contemplating how your justice scale will pan out when your good deeds are weighed against the good is a journey that most would not dare to take. The music is also incredibly beautiful. This will be the song that plays at my funeral....(guess what the next post will be...)
Comment by Bryn
Horrorphile
Have words to thank for their positions ..."
One of Sting's finer lyrical moments ... lol
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The Voices in my Head
...as always...as always...
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Comment by Homer Joyce
I agree ...
I also like:
Just like that old man
in that book by Nabakov ...
LOL
LOL
LoLita ...
LOL LOL & double LOLita ...
I'd better stop .. this is not my site ...
Forgive me Voices ... I am adding to your vote count ...
Oh, Bryn, I love the insert in the vinyl version of Ghost in the Machine ... where you had to look for the faces of the three band members ...
Sorry Voices again ...
Comment by Bryn
Horrorphile
I wanna dedicate it!
Bop-bop-shoo-wop!
Everybody made it!
Shooby-dooby-doo-wop!
Inflitrate it!
Bop-bop-shoo-wop!
Activate it!
New York, London, Paris, Munich!
Everybody talk about, mmm, pop muzik!"
Comment by Bryn
Horrorphile
It took me several years to work out that the digital "numbers" on the front of Ghost in the Machine, are in fact the three indivudual members, even Sting with his fringe!
Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
Oh NO! NOT THE VOTE COUNT...anything but the vote count...dear god nooooooooo..
uhmm, isn't raising my vote count good or am I really confused on the whole blogging thing? This is my first one, you know.
Voices~
Comment by Ailene
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The Voices in my Head
I got my shoes at payless...darn! I thought we had something over the cappucino thing.
I do love angry songs...
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Voices~
Comment by Jessicca
Learning Something Everyday
Malaysia Found
Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
Mmmm, true in some respects...actually, I think we always know who we are and why we are here. I just think we reconnect with that in our 30's rather than discover it. We come full circle, in a way. I have always wanted to be a writer. As a child, my earliest memories are of the excitement of purchasing a brand new pre-laptop, actual honest to goodness notebook and a brand new pen. Ohhhh the excitement. I would hurry outside and sit beneath my favorite tree in the warm summer air and wait. I had no idea what I was going to write but I knew it was something. I would often make declarations at the tender age of eight and nine that I was going to write my first book. In my teens, it wasn't important enough to pursue, there were guys in my life by then, and in my twenties, it was the pipedream of a nontalent. Today, it is my passion. I am in school pursuing my degree in writing and although I will probably never make the money back to pay for the degree with my career, I am as happy with that thought as the child with the notebook sitting under the tree.
Good luck on remembering your dream...
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Voices
Comment by Anonymous
Billy Joel. What a master. "Vienna", a masterpiece. "Slow down, you crazy child", "You can see where you're wrong but you can't alway's see when you're right", "Dream on but don't imagine they'll all come true/When will you realize Vienna waits for you".
"Laura":
(Paraphrasing) Laura calls me when she needs a good fix, then my careless fiingers get caught in her vice till they're bleeding on my coffee table, she always says I'm the best friend that she's ever had, how do you hang up on someone who needs you that bad?
"The Great Suburban Showdown":
Chorus: I've been gone for awhile/made some changes in my style/and they say you can't go home anymore etc...when this big bird touches down/I'm only comin' home to say goodbye/then it's gone with the wind/and I won't be seen again/till that great suburban showdown in the sky.
Shall I go on? Parting thought...See Janis in one or two of my other blogs.
Comment by Adrienne
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The Voices in my Head
Why? Which of her lyrics soothes your tormented soul the most? Do share...
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The Voices in my Head
Grind, AIC
"You'd be well-advised not to plan my funeral 'fore the body dies..."
Comment by Aaron
He was completely wheelchair bound for the entire recording of it. You could tell by the lyrics and how he sounded he knew his time had come and all he wanted to do was put out one last record.
Amazing!!!
I also feel amazing when I hear anything by Frank Sinatra.
Aaron.
Comment by Hope
Gifted Parenting
Freelance For Life
There's a hero if you look inside your heart.
You don't have to be afraid of what you are.
There's an answer if you reach into your soul
and the sorrow that you know will melt away.
And then a hero comes along
with the strength to carry on
and you cast your fears aside
and you know you can survive.
So, when you feel like hope is gone
look inside you and be strong
and you'll finally see the truth
that a hero lies in you.
It's a long road when you face the world alone;
No one reaches out a hand for you to hold.
You can find love if you search within yourself
and the emptiness you felt will disappearrrr.
And then a hero comes along
with the strength to carry on
and you cast your fears aside
and you know you can survive.
So, when you feel like hope is gone
look inside you and be strong
and you'll finally see the truth
that a hero lies in you.
Lord knows dreams are hard to follow,
But don't let anyone tear them away.
Hold on, there will be tomorrow,
In time you'll find the way.
And then a hero comes along
with the strength to carry on
and you cast your fears aside
and you know you can survive.
So, when you feel like hope is gone
look inside you and be strong
and you'll finally see the truth
that a hero lies in you.
Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
Well. I am glad that those lyrics helped you through a difficult time.
Admittedly, I am not a big Mariah fan, I am scared of her breasts, you see. (I refer you to: What Grosses You Out on my self-titled blog). I mean, I actually find myself having conversations with them anytime I see her on tv..cause they are just out there, aren't they? Like THEY won the damn grammy...it's just frightening how they seem to be separate entities from Mariah...OH...sorry. Uhhh, yes. Well, very nice to have heard from you...*calling my therapists...fuck overtime.*
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Voices~
Comment by Kristen
Silly American
Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my somach, I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
Ive been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
Ive been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Just what God needs, one more victim
Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains
Got a kick for a dog, beggin for love
Gotta have my sufferingso that I can have my cross
I know a cat named easter, he says will you ever learn
Youre just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird
Ive been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
Ive been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Got enough guilt to start my own religion
Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains
Please be
Save me
I cry
Looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
Ive been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Where are those angels when you need them
Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains
Comment by The Voices in my Head
The Voices in my Head
Wow...I love those lyrics...what album is that on? That should be my first Tori cd..
Thanks so much for sharing that...
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Voices~