Best song lyrics.

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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby Midnight » Wed Aug 19, 2009 6:06 am UTC

[quote=Wolf Parade]
Give me your eyes
I need sunshine
Give me your eyes
I need sunshine

Your blood, your bones, your voice, and your ghost

We've both been very brave
Walk around with both legs
Wait for the scary day
We both pull the tricks out of our sleeves but

I'll believe in anything
And you'll believe in anything
[/quote]

Just a beautiful song, one of my favorites.. but I dunno. The lyrics seem to capture the crazy love that happens, sometimes. The need, the fact that life just isn't as good when that person isn't around, the fear that one day that person won't be the person you met--pulling the tricks out of their sleeves... or whatever.

I mean, the song goes on to talk about love and what he'd do for his love.. and then it goes to a magnificent wall of sound. Brilliant tune.
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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby tin » Wed Aug 19, 2009 10:35 am UTC

I'll Believe In Anything is just a thoroughly wonderful song in general. :)
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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby scrt_rbt_agnt » Fri Aug 21, 2009 1:07 am UTC

tin wrote:I'll Believe In Anything is just a thoroughly wonderful song in general. :)


spencer krug's "solo" version of this on his sunset rubdown project is even better. it features different drums and just the crazy-ass synthy track.
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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby parkaboy » Sat Aug 22, 2009 4:57 am UTC

"Calm down, my heart
Don't beat so fast
Don't be afraid, just once in a life time"

The rest of the song just kind of dissolves, but this sticks.
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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby Serrin » Sat Aug 22, 2009 8:30 am UTC

Yay Wolfsheim

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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby tin » Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:23 pm UTC

scrt_rbt_agnt wrote:
tin wrote:I'll Believe In Anything is just a thoroughly wonderful song in general. :)


spencer krug's "solo" version of this on his sunset rubdown project is even better. it features different drums and just the crazy-ass synthy track.


I like how that version focuses more on those crazy fractured synths, because that's such a driving force in the original. :) If only I could hear the full version!
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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby luvnotwar » Sat Aug 22, 2009 7:22 pm UTC

Cemetery Gates by The Smiths
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A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side

A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
While Wilde is on mine

So we go inside and we gravely read the stones
All those people all those lives
Where are they now?
With the loves and hates
And passions just like mine
They were born
And then they lived and then they died
Seems so unfair
And I want to cry

You say: "ere thrice the sun done salutation to the dawn"
And you claim these words as your own
But I've read well, and I've heard them said
A hundred times, maybe less, maybe more

If you must write prose and poems
The words you use should be your own
Don't plagiarise or take "on loans"
There's always someone, somewhere
With a big nose, who knows
And who trips you up and laughs
When you fall
Who'll trip you up and laugh
When you fall

You say: "ere long done do does did"
Words which could only be your own
And then you then produce the text
From whence was ripped some dizzy whore, 1804

A dreaded sunny day
So let's go where we're happy
And I meet you at the cemetery gates
Oh Keats and Yeats are on your side

A dreaded sunny day
So let's go where we're wanted
And I meet you at the cemetery gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
But you lose because Wilde is on mine
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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby Vieto » Mon Aug 24, 2009 1:02 pm UTC

Best Song Lyrics: 'Albuquerque' by Weird Al
Spoiler:
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement of the house half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait shop
You know the place
well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy

Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning
My mother would make me a big ol' bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast

Awww - Big bowl of sauerkraut
Every single mornin'
It was driving me crazy

I said to my mom
I said "Hey, mom, what's up with all the sauerkraut?"
And my dear, sweet mother
She just looked at me like a cow looks at an oncoming train,
And she leaned right down next to me
And she said,
"IT'S GOOD FOR YOU!!!"
And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth
And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was twenty six and a half years old

That's when I swore that someday
Someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place
Where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer
And the towels are oh so fluffy
Where the Shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long
And anyone on the street will gladly shave your back for a nickel

Wacka wacka doodoo yeah

Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true
Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest
To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize
That's right, a first class one-way ticket to

Albuquerque
Albuquerque

Oh yeah
You know, I'd never been on a real airplane before
And I gotta tell ya, it was really great
Except that I had to sit between two large Albanian women with excruciatingly severe body odor
And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time
The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts
And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore
And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out
And we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside
And the plane exploded in a giant fireball and everybody died
Except for me
You know why?

'Cause I had my tray table up
And my seat back in the full upright position
Had my tray table up
And my seat back in the full upright position
Had my tray table up
And my seat back in the full upright position

Ah ha ha ha
Ah ha ha
Ahhhh

So I crawled from the twisted, burnin' wreckage
I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days
Draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag
And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound bowling ball
And my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel
But finally I arrived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn
Where the towels are oh so fluffy!
And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna
It's OK, they're clean

Well, I checked into my room and I turned down the A/C
And I turned on the Spectravision
And I'm just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow
That I love so very, very much when suddenly, there's a knock on the door

Well now, who could that be?
I say "Who is it?"
No answer
"Who is it?"
There's no answer
"WHO IS IT?!"
They're not sayin' anything

So, finally I go over and I open the door and just as I suspected
It's some big fat hermaphrodite with a Flock-Of-Seagulls haircut and only one nostril
(Oh man, I hate it when I'm right)
So anyway, he bursts into my room and he grabs my lucky snorkel
And I'm like "Hey, you can't have that"
"That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me"
And he's like "Tough"
And I'm like "Give it"
And he's like "Make me"
And I'm like "'Kay"
So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus
And I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows
And I took out his appendix and he gave me a colonic irrigation
Yes, indeed, you'd better believe it *Deep Breath*
And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the hook
And twenty seconds later, I heard a familiar voice
And you know what it said?
I'll tell you what it said

It said
"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"
"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator

In Albuquerque
Albuquerque"

Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel
But I made a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest
I would not sleep for an instant until the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice
But first, I decided to buy some donuts

So I got in my car and I drove over to the donut shop
And I walked on up to the guy behind the counter
And he says "Yeah, what do ya want?"
I said "You got any glazed donuts?"
He said "Nah, we're outta glazed donuts"
I said "Well, you got any jelly donuts?"
He said "Nah, we're outta jelly donuts"
I said "You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?"
He said "Nah, we're outta Bavarian cream-filled donuts"
I said "You got any cinnamon rolls?"
He said "Nah, we're outta cinnamon rolls"
I said "You got any apple fritters?"
He said "Nah, we're outta apple fritters"
I said "You got any bear claws?"
He said "Wait a minute, I'll go check"
"NAH, we're outta bear claws"
I said "Well, in that case - in that case, what do you have?"
He says "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving, crazed weasels"
I said "OK, I'll take that"

So he hands me the box and I open up the lid and the weasels jump out
And they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin' me all over
(rabid gnawing sounds)
Oh man, they were just going nuts
They were tearin' me apart
You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty started goin' through my head"
I believe it went a little something like this . . .

ahhhh
Get 'em off me
Get 'em off me
Ohhhh
No, get 'em off, get 'em off
Ooooh my God, oh my God
Oh, get 'em off me
Ooooh my God
Ah, (more screaming)

I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face
Wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin'
Like a constipated wiener dog
And as luck would have it, that's exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams
Her name was Zelda
She was a calligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches
I'll never forget the first thing she said to me.
She said
"Hey, you've got weasels on your face"

That's when I knew it was true love
We were inseparable after that
Aw, we ate together, we bathed together
We even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss
The world was our burrito
So we got married and we bought us a house
And had two beautiful children - Nathaniel and Superfly
Oh, we were so very very very happy, aw yeah

But then one fateful night, Zelda said to me
She said "Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?"
I said "Whoa, hold on now, baby"
"I'm just not ready for that kind of a commitment"
So we broke up and I never saw her again
But that's just the way things go

In Albuquerque
Albuquerque

Anyway, things really started lookin' up for me
Because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream
That's right, I got me a part-time job at the Sizzler
I even made employee of the month after I put out that grease fire with my face
Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that
I was gettin' a lot of attitude

OK, like one time, I was out in the parking lot
Tryin' to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil
When I see this guy Marty tryin' to carry a big ol' sofa up the stairs all by himself
So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"
And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
"Noooo, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw"

So I did.

And then he gets all indignant on me
He's like "Hey man, I was just being sarcastic"
Well, that's just great
How was I supposed to know that?
I'm not a mind reader for cryin' out loud
Besides, now he's got a really cute nickname - Torso-Boy
So what's he complaining about?

Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote
This guy comes up to me on the street and he tells me he hasn't had a bite in three whole days
Well, I knew what he meant
But just to be funny, I took a big bite out of his jugular vein
And he's yellin' and screamin' and bleeding all over
And I'm like "Hey, come on, don'tcha get it?"
But he just kept rolling around on the sidewalk, bleeding, and screaming
(screaming sounds)
You know, just completely missing the irony of the whole situation
Man, some people just can't take a joke, you know?

Anyway, um, um, where was I?
Kinda lost my train of thought

Uh, well, uh, OK
Anyway I, I know it's kind of a roundabout way of saying it
But I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is

I
HATE
SAUERKRAUT!

That's all I'm really tryin' to say
And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up
And find yourself in an existential quandary
Full of loathing and self-doubt
And wracked with the pain and isolation of your pitiful meaningless existence
At least you can take a small bit of comfort in knowing that
Somewhere out there in this crazy old mixed-up universe of ours
There's still a little place called

Albuquerque
Albuquerque
Albuquerque (Albuquerque)
Albuquerque (Albuquerque)
Albuquerque (Albuquerque)
Albuquerque (Albuquerque)

I said "A" (A)
"L" (L)
"B" (B)
"U" (U)
*pauses*
"querque" (querque)

Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque

(drum solo)

(belch)


(Spoilered for sheer massive length and awesomeness)

Alternatively, 'Keelhauled' by Alestorm
Spoiler:
Lyrics to Keelhauled :
My friends I stand before you
To tell a truth most ARR
They lust a treator in our mist
Who haven't vote the captain's ARR

He don't deserve no mercy
We oath to ship him with the guns
But I am not an evil man
So thus lets have a little fun

We'll tie that scoundrel to a rope
And throw it overboard
Trap him underneath the ship
A terrifying deadly trip

Keelhauled, that filthy lad, gonna send him down to the death bellow
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and the Yo-Ho-Ho

Keelhauled, that filthy lad, gonna send him down to the death bellow
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and the Yo-Ho-Ho

I will not say what he has done
His sins are far to grave to tell
It's not my place to judge a man
But boy he will burn in hell

The sharks will dine up on his flesh
And Davie Jones will have his soul
Take his money and his hat
He won't need them where he's gonna go

And thus lets him to a rope
And throw it overboard
Trap him underneath the ship
A terrifying deadly trip

Keelhauled, that filthy lad, gonna send him down to the death bellow
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and the Yo-Ho-Ho

Keelhauled, that filthy lad, gonna send him down to the death bellow
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and the Yo-Ho-Ho

We'll tie that scoundrel to a rope
And throw it overboard
Trap him underneath the ship
A terrifying deadly trip

Keelhauled, that filthy lad, gonna send him down to the death bellow
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and the Yo-Ho-Ho

Keelhauled, that filthy lad, gonna send him down to the death bellow
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and the Yo-Ho-Ho

(Spoilered for awesomeness, not length)

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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby Eliminator Jr. » Wed Aug 26, 2009 6:36 am UTC

Parts of the song Close the Lid by Port O'Brien.

Spoiler:
And we are on the brink
Of a long civil war
Between my heart and yours
We will fight by ourselves
Don't let me be a liar
It was just friendly fire
Went on for a bit too long

And I will be much better this time, I swear
I'll pull you back in time and I'll keep you there
The dead hand of the past
Making time go by so fast
Making all my troubles last

And I'm not afraid to die
As long as you're by my side
We can sleep the whole year through
And then I will up and leave
To show you that I believe
In the way that things used to be

Don't let me hestitate
And don't sit around and wait
While the others are having fun
And I like it better here
Where I can be cold all year
At least I'll be by myself
Ah ha ha ha

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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby Ivora » Thu Aug 27, 2009 9:01 am UTC

Dream, when your feeling blue
Dream, that's the thing to do
Dream, while the smoke rings rise in the air
You'll find your share....
Of memories there.....
So Dream
When the day is through
Dream and they might come true
Things never are as bad as they seem
So Dream, Dream, Dream

My favorite song of all time. The lyrics really hit home with me. :D

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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby sylphi » Thu Sep 10, 2009 7:18 am UTC

"You Make Me Want To Be A Man" by Hikaru Utada
Spoiler:
[Chorus:]
I really wanna tell you something
This is just the way I am
I really wanna tell you something, but I can't
You make me want to be a man
Arguments that have no meaning
This is just the way I am
You really wanna tell me something, but you can't
You make me want to be a man

The thunder and the rain called you and you came
We didn't need to say much to communicate
Now it's different; 99% is misinterpreted

[Chorus:]
I really wanna tell you something
This is just the way I am
I really wanna tell you something, but I can't
You make me want to be a man
Arguments that have no meaning
This is just the way I am
You really wanna tell me something, but you can't
You make me want to be a man

Every word you say finds a home in me
Nothing that anyone could ever say
Could hurt me like this
Baby please, don't light that cigarette
Don't light that cigarette

[Chorus:]
I really wanna tell you something
This is just the way I am
I really wanna tell you something, but I can't
You make me want to be a man
Arguments that have no meaning
This is just the way I am
You really wanna tell me something, but you can't
You make me want to be a man

[Chorus:]
I really wanna tell you something
This is just the way I am
I really wanna tell you something, but I can't
You make me want to be a man
Arguments that have no meaning
This is just the way I am
You really wanna tell me something, but you can't
You make me want to be a man


I'm not saying that these are the most complex lyrics ever (The song is mostly chorus...), but it has a potent message in my eyes. Men and women are different, and it can be frustrating. The singer wrote it when she was having marital problems, and it's really sad for them when you think about it (They got divorced a couple years later.). But I always get funny looks when I say the title.

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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby 1337geek » Thu Sep 17, 2009 3:47 pm UTC

Vieto wrote:Best Song Lyrics: 'Albuquerque' by Weird Al

YES. Seeing it live in concert a couple years ago was the culmination of my life, especially when he looked me right in the eyes and said: "You got any jelly donuts?"
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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby parkaboy » Thu Sep 17, 2009 7:40 pm UTC

Simple and awesome. Thank you, Bouncing Souls

I'm driving listening to my radio,
checkin out the airwaves for something to believe in,
gimme something to hold true,
gimme something to sing about.
Gimme a reason to care,
I'll sing along forever

Watered-down words covered in song
trying to hide the truth
That life is beautiful,
and life is pain
give it to me straight, touch my heart,
I'll sing along forever.
I'll sing along forever.
I'll sing along forever.

I'm driving listening to my radio,
checkin out the airwaves for something to believe in.
Gimme something to hold true,
gimme something to sing about.
Gimme a reason to care,
I'll sing along forever

Give it to me straight, touch my heart,
I'll sing along forever.



I saw you walking past me just the other day,
another heartbeat with thoughts of yesterday
You looked the same, years are only time,
I still wonder why our hearts could never rhyme.
You stood beside me, you didn't recognize me,
funny how some things never change.
And when you walked on by a memory surprised me,
smoking cigarettes, your girlfriends by the pool.
Your smell I could not forget,
that's as close as i could get you were so fucking cool.
I'm no good, you're no better, wouldn't we be perfect together?
All I wanted was a piece of your heart, you left me torn apart.
Fuck the rest before me and their crimes,
for your love I'll serve their time
I'm no good, you're no better
wouldn't we be perfect together?
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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby Wardial3r » Sat Sep 19, 2009 9:06 am UTC

bobbo wrote:Savior by Rise Against:

It kills me not to know this, but I've all but just forgotten
what the colour of her eyes were
and her scars or how she got them




Those ones really resonate with me. That whole song is pretty great lyrically.

These are a few I've been loving lately.

Noah And The Whale - Give A Little Love

Life is not all that it's worth
'Cause life is fleeting
Yeah, but I love you


Also

Alkaline Trio - Evey Thug Needs A Lady


I know it's dark here, you know that I'm scared too
For some reason right now, of everything but you
Right now you're all that I recognize
You know I came here when I needed your soft voice
I needed to hear something that sounded like an answer
Now I wait here, and sometimes I get one


Both of these just resonate with me.
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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby crownsfan » Sat Sep 19, 2009 5:45 pm UTC

I feel weird being like, the only person here who's posting country other than Johnny Cash.

I myself am a fan of Lady Antebellum's "Things People Say" just because of the emotion I get out of it. The chorus is greatly enhanced by Charles Kelly's voice performance, but the words still contribute as well.

What about the plans that you left behind?
The little white house by the railway line
The one we picked out
We even put the payment down.
What about the promise that you made
To stay with me to your dying day?
Said you'd never go away?
Are they just things that people say?


The bridge, in my opinion, is powerful too. Who hasn't been there?

Well, my momma won't stop crying
She wonders what went wrong.
Could I have loved a little deeper
Or did I hold on too strong?


Gloriana's "Wild At Heart" too, just because it gets me so dang pumped up sometimes. Honestly, I don't know why.

That rebel moon is shining,
Those stars burn like diamonds.
Hell-bent on chasing down that crazy spark
I'll follow you where you're leading
To the first sweet taste of freedom.
You've got me running, baby
Wild at heart

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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby Captain Kirk » Wed Sep 23, 2009 7:57 pm UTC

I think that Between the Buried and Me's entire album Colors deserves a mention.

Spoiler:
1. Foam Born: (A) The Backtrack

I will just keep waiting...
you will just keep waiting. In the cold...
The supplement...
we lost some friends...
we drove the bends...
so small...
A conscious decision to persuade
ourselves amongst the common human...
The drive to complete ourselves has become a blurry vision.
Always wanting more...
bettering ourselves through selfish minds.
it has started to overflow.
A current that creates this undertow...
swimming beneath it all...left behind...


2. Foam Born: (B) The Decade Of Statues

I will just keep waiting...
you will just keep waiting.
(Change for the worst)
Obsession. Obsessive. Obsessed. Abscess.
Rip out my fucking eyes. I can't watch you grow into this.
I can't watch the young turn to all of this. Their eyes left wide...
night goggles instead of sleep.
(Change for the best)
Live life...you have all helped me break from this...
the few times relaxation steps in bringing me a peaceful place.
It's a must these days, for the colors are fading.
Enclosed in a space of soothing sounds. Waking in my own movie...
the fly by with no remembrance. Constant rushing...
the waves have pushed me to where I need to be.
Sunlight drenched on my skin...
only the sounds of what my mind wants to hear. Block out the rush hour...
block out the tired herds...
on the shaded side it's starting to affect the process of your reading eyes.
An aggressive need for a hostile voice is creeping away...
this block happens every year...
and like I said before the color keeps fading.
I couldn't trade this for anything in the world...
and all of you are the reason. It's been a while since we've
written each other and hopefully this will comfort you.
Cause like most of my kind, I won't take it all for granted.

I will just keep waiting...you will just keep waiting.


3. Informal Gluttony

Rebuild.
Cannot close our eyes.

Construction paper traffic...corner office destruction.
The cityscape burns brighter by the hour.
Clock tower: bring us all down.
Marching like ants to the foundation of a higher form.
Trash. Capped and smothered. Trash bag. Trash hat.

Feed me fear. (Informal gluttony)

Construction paper lawns...force-fed attention grabber...
when will you learn.
First come first serve.
The all you can eat trumpet...playing the tunes of our death.
Breathe......now blow. Now blow.

Let it be heard.

The preacher's talent is going through the airwaves.
(I need to be led in the right direction. Set up the bumpers...
running in the gutter)
The little kids taught me well...
but I wonder why they don't listen anymore.
(It's a television nightmare).
Eat and watch, eat eat eat...what they feed.
Corner office tubes...give me the best view in the hut.

Feed me fear. (Informal gluttony)


4. Sun Of Nothing

Everywhere I look they are there... what is everyone doing?
Going to a home?
To a place that makes us feel warm... a place that grants us a smile.
Seems like a very simple idea, but not hardly figured out.
(looking everywhere)
I just see faces.
Faces staring blank as they go on with the routine.
This routine.
Nothing new... its time to go through with this.
A spaceman. That’s what they say I am. Nothing but a spaceman... always pushing it all away.
Trying to get to that one place I call home.
The journey begins... forcing a new life with the unexplained... a creeping rush that surrounds me.
Floating.... floating away.
Always pushing it all away. Trying to get to that one place I call home.
My own planet... I allowed this wish... unexpected... not knowing why.
Wonder why I question it now? I'm my own planet... not many can experience this sensation.
Loneliness is creeping out... or in, however you think of it.
But it sure is surrounding me. Maybe all the complaining is an accurance of boredom. I suppose it’s too late.
I am floating farther and farther away. I did love, I did laugh, I did live.
(Now I’m my own planet)
A spaceman. They say I am… a spaceman.
Planets everywhere... my own destiny… I’m floating towards the sun.
The sun of nothing. Floating towards the sun, the sun of nothing. I have become the sun of nothing.
Nothing is here. Memories are not clear.
Floating to the sun… farther away.
I can't believe that’s what it has come to... I never really had it all that bad.
I just looked around and never thought about the blank stares.
(Blank stairs)
They were looking into something much worse than what I thought I was.
Selfishness is a very sticky quality of this species. Looking around...
I don't see any faces... yes I am lonely. It’s to be expected. I’ll sleep now.
(Dream waves)


5. Ants Of The Sky

My teeth taste funny today...they seem more jagged than normal.
I've been told that I have been grinding them like the gears during my dream hours...
I wonder if it's just my thoughts fusing into one frequent dream...
one which parts with the night.
(There are frequent amongst the walking crawlers).
I saw them dragging the other day.
Scraping their knees and elbows against the bumpy pavement.
Blood tracks have been filling the streets.
Seems the high horse is taking them all home...
I can't leave myself out.
Why should we sleep today...
why should we awake tomorrow?
We can just pop back a few and drift though this pre-programmed flight.

Across all oceans...a windy, noisy trek...
this seems to be what I've needed.
The view used to be better...lands are growing into one.
We wanted it this way. We were brought up to grow into one.
I'm going to fly up soon and seek other lands. The soothing air of flight...
a bird's eye view into what I've always imagined life could be.
Will it be sought after?
It might just be useless writing and ideas that laziness will corrupt in the end.
Bones of dust need hardening. I think the prescription is found.

Sleep on...fly on.
In your mind, you can fly.

My teeth grin oddly today...
they seem to gleam more than normal.
Maybe it will be noticed.
(That's all we ever asked for. Grinning through it all......)

(In the corner the thinker things: I seem more jagged than normal.
I am the episode of constant wandering.
A nomad in my own surroundings...this hand produces the nerve.)

Walking dead.


6. Prequel To The Sequel

The headless lover of three...
an unspeakable affair...

The lady on the hill creates a glorious departure from her everyday life.
Constant swelling of the ankles...A pleasant cry for help...
She began to unfold her story.
A grieving widow mothered this headless wonder.
A perfect crime, that soon lived on. A different life it had to develop...
gripped by every limb it could hold, the lifeless ideas it grew onto its own.
A much needed surrender.
Trees soon started to grow from what seemed like a lifeless neck...
From a monster to a beauty in quick months...
its life seemed to be on its way to a rare freedom.
It decided it should take advantage of this idea.
(the average traveler hints at this every single day of their lives)
A mixture of plantings soon took course in its body...
a spectacle non-the-less,
Walking proud through life letting its branches guide the way.
A path which seemed to be covered in sunshine...
it must be human, for its qualities seem
to outdo even the grandest occupant of the town...
this started to catch the attention of the un-branched...
it had never experienced an affection of this kind...
a wonderful and frightening new obstacle in its life.
Years went by as it finally found true love...
the love of others...three to be exact.
Letting them into every secret...feeding from every branch...
every part used for their lives...
)This went on with no negative scents 'til the 5th year came around...)
It noticed its walking seemed more staggered than normal.
The breeze didn't flow like it used to...
the heart seemed to pound slower and slower...
what caused this?
It seen was noticed that these three had torn every branch, every single stem...
torn to its last life...
how hadn't it noticed a drastic change in the surroundings...
It didn't think anything could go this wrong.

"Comfort..."

It thought life was constant
happiness if constant happiness was all that was given out.
(It left its entire existence up to these three lovers)
hints and all, they did as they pleased...
and not it's starting to wilt away.
(They will see this LOST PERFECTION. It will come back around...
will the newborn live to tell this story? Rewind.)


7. Viridian

[instrumental]


8. White Walls

The monsters are made,
and we have proven that we will be one of them.
The whores take the stage...flash our skills...
gotta draw 'em in...gotta keep 'em on their toes...
don't show them how you truly are...who would want honesty...
who would want a group of people that one can relate with.
We need worship, we need devotion...
becoming gods from the image that is thrown...
thrown out in their everyday lives to comfort...
it's not a musical journey anymore...
they chose Camilla and we stood by her the entire time...
monotonous expression...a forced replica of a tired sound...
puppets for a greed-driven carnival...
the same charade as the passing years...
force me out there. Don't give them a chance.
They want to be fed...fed a simple replication of past greatness.
(Things have changed...we have changed.
Personal happiness is what we strive to achieve...
so you can love or hate...it won't change a thing for us.)

Step back. Evaluate. Recognize.

We just need to throw some new ideas in...
(It) will eventually get out of this closed off circle we are part of...
it's all the same.
This is all we have when we die.
It's what's left of us when we die.
We will be remembered for this.

White wall.

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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby 3.14mp » Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:27 am UTC

Almost anything by Ludo.
The made a rock-opera about a time-traveler, dinosaurs and zombies.

(it's called broken bride, and I highly suggest it.)

But my favorite song by them is on a different album, and is titled Hum Along. It's deliciously romantic.

Maybe you'd be kidnapped by pirates
And they would take you to their hideout
As pirates often do
But I'd find the secret map
And I would vigilante-bushwhack
Through the jungles of Peru.


It's the best song about falling in love with a stranger that I've ever heard. <3

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Re: Best song lyrics.

Postby theprise » Sun Sep 27, 2009 5:32 pm UTC

Thrice - Beggars wrote:All you great men of power, you who boast of your feats;
Politicians and entrepreneurs.
Can you safeguard your breath in the night while you sleep?
Keep your heart beating steady or sure?
As you lie in your bed, does the thought haunt your head
That you're really rather small?
If there's one thing I know in this life, we are beggars all.

All you champions of science and rulers of men;
Can you summon the sun from it's sleep?
Does the earth seek your council on how fast to spin?
Can you shut up the gates of the deep?
Don't you know that all things hang as if on a string o'er the darkness, poised to fall?
If there's one thing I know in this life, we are beggars all.

All you big shots who swagger and stride with conceit;
Did you devise how your frame would be formed?
If you'd be raised in a palace, or left out on the streets?
Choose the place or the hour you'd be born?
Tell me what can you claim? Not a thing, not your name.
Tell me if you can recall just one thing, not a gift, in this life...


This is the most truth I've ever heard in a song. The first time I heard it I was just floored. The next time you start to look down on someone for any reason, remember that you don't necessarily know what they've gone through. Remember that you are who you are because of so many things that are beyond your power. We really are beggars.


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