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| Pandoras Box Is Open Join Date: Feb 1973
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The Final Cut (Waters) Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes I can barely define the shape of this moment in time And far from flying high in clear blue skies I'm spiraling down to the hole in the ground where I hide. If you negotiate the minefield in the drive And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes And if you make it past the shotgun in the hall, Dial the combination, open the priesthole And if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall. There's a kid who had a big hallucination Making love to girls in magazines. He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith. Could anybody love him Or is it just a crazy dream? 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? Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings, Thought I oughta tear the curtain down. I held the blade in trembling hands Prepared to make it but just then the phone rang I never had the nerve to make the final cut. "Hello? Listen, I think I've got it. Okay, listen its a HaHa!"
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| Hose Lord Moderator Join Date: May 2008
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"Is this the place that I want to be? Is it you I want to see? Holding on, hold it high, show me everything And you're leaving me, yeah you're leaving me You're leaving me with a hated identity But I keep on a-comin' here and standing in this state And I'm never really sure if you'll take what I'm saying the right way But I'm not appalled or afraid verbal pocket play Is as discreet as I can muster up to be Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in the back It isn't me Oh, no, no, no it isn't me I'm more at home in my galaxie Can I do the things I wanna do That I don't do because of you? And I'll take a left and I'll second guess Into a total mess And you're leaving me, yeah you're leaving me You're leaving me with a hated identity But I keep on a-comin' here and standing in this state Oh and I'm always reassured the situation's getting carried away But I'm not appalled or afraid verbal pocket play Is as discreet as I can muster up to be Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in the back It isn't me Oh, no, no, no it isn't me Oh, no, no, no it isn't me No it isn't me No it isn't me No it isn't me No, no it isn't me No it isn't me In my galaxie" Galaxie---Blind Melon
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| thirsty for more Join Date: Sep 2007
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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | Romeo & Juliet ~ Dire Straights
A lovestruck romeo sings the streets a serenade Laying everybody low with a love song that he made Finds a convenient street light, steps out of the shade Says something like, You and me babe, how about it? Juliet says, Hey it's romeo! You nearly gimme a heart attack He's underneath the window she's singing, Hey la my boyfriend's back You shouldn't come around here singing up at people like that Anyway what you gonna do about it? Juliet the dice were loaded from the start And I bet and you exploded into my heart And I forget the movie song When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong Juliet? We both come up on different streets they were both streets of shame Both dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the same I dreamed your dream for you and now your dream is real How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals? When you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold You promised me everything you promised me thick and thin Now you just say oh romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with him Juliet when we made love you used to cry You said, I love you like the stars above I'm gonna love you till I die There's a place for us... you know the movie song When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong Juliet? I can't do the talk like they talk on the TV And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you I can't do anything except be in love you And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be And all I do is keep the beat and bad company All I do is kiss you through the bars of this rhyme Julie I'd do the stars with you any time Juliet when we made love you used to cry You said, I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I die There's a place for us you know the movie song When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong Juliet? A lovestruck romeo sings the streets a serenade Laying everybody low with a love song that he made finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade Says something like you and me babe how about it?
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| thirsty for more Join Date: Sep 2007
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Well i have to confess i actually prefer the cover done by the Indigo Girls... much more raw emotion. But it is an amazing song... i get a little teary sometimes when i listen to it. And there's a guy out there somewhere who cries and thinks of me when he hears it too. oops.
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| Myco-conspirator Join Date: Jul 2006
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How'd we ever get so hip? Why'd we ever take that trip, honey? You look dumb in dungarees, and so do I. Go put on your nicest dress And I'll put on my tie, here's why.... I'm tired of rock n' rollin' Let's get married honey, let's go bowlin' Throw away our pot and acid Spend the weekend at Lake Placid It's too hard to live in this town if you're strange. Let's say you and I get normal for a change. Let's say you and I get normal, It don't have to be that formal We'll just sit and watch TV like others do. We'll eat meat and mashed potatoes Cut our hair so folks don't hate us Life is nuts enough just livin' here with you. Let's see who can be most boring You do the dishes honey, I'll start snoring Get a mower and do some mowing Spend all mornin' gettin' it goin' We'll show everyone in town we're not deranged Let's say you and I get normal for a change It's gonna change us honey, sexually. From now on, we'll be just be once-a-weekers It's gonna change us honey, even musically. We'll get our records through the mail, And buy a set of lousy speakers. So, if you'll beg my pardon, I'm goin' out and start a garden. It'll just be small potatoes, Just some lettuce and tomatoes. And if either one comes up, we'll join the Grange. Let's say you and I get normal for a change. Let's say you and I get normal It don't have to be that formal We'll just sit and watch TV like others do. We'll eat meat and mashed potatoes Cut our hair so folks don't hate us, Life is nuts enough just living here witchu Livin' here witchu and Bobby McGoo. ---Martin Mull
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| Disciple of Boognish Join Date: Jun 1972
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the best love song i know... by ween In the sun I couldn't tell you I couldn't tell you so many things about how much I really love you about how much you really mean so far away but so easy to see you when I'm away I wanna put my arms around you And I wanna know do you feel the same way cause if you do I wanna stay forever And I wanna know do you feel the same way cause if you do I wanna stay forever with you So many colors that surround you Some so bright I can hardly see The light reflects on all the things that make you real things that make you truly free so far away but so easy to see you when I'm away I wanna put my arms around you And I wanna know do you feel the same way cause if you do I wanna stay forever And I wanna know do you feel the same way cause if you do I wanna stay forever And I wanna know do you feel the same way cause if you do I wanna stay forever with you
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| Space Lord Modulator Join Date: May 2006
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Jim Croce Like the pine trees linin' the windin' road I've got a name, I've got a name Like the singin' bird and the croakin' toad I've got a name, I've got a name And I carry it with me like my daddy did But I'm livin' the dream that he kept hid Movin' me down the highway Rollin' me down the highway Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by Like the north wind whistlin' down the sky I've got a song, I've got a song Like the whippoorwill and the baby's cry I've got a song, I've got a song And I carry it with me and I sing it loud If it gets me nowhere, I'll go there proud Movin' me down the highway Rollin' me down the highway Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by And I'm gonna go there free Like the fool I am and I'll always be I've got a dream, I've got a dream They can change their minds but they can't change me I've got a dream, I've got a dream Oh, I know I could share it if you want me to If you're going my way, I'll go with you Movin' me down the highway Rollin' me down the highway Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by
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To Rocket with Black..That was so me, back when... Someone already listed a Dead, and I can't even Begin to choose...not enough space.. So here's a forgotton tune: Where to Now, St. Peter?? I took myself a Blue Canoe, and I floated like a leaf... Dazzling, Dancing,....Half-Enchanted... In my Merlin sleep... Crazy was the feeling, Restless were my eyes, Insane, they took the paddles, My arms...they paralyzed... Chorus: So, where to, now, St. Peter? If it's true, I'm in your hands.. I may not be a Christian, But I've done all one man can... I understand I'm on the road Where all that was is gone.. So where to now, St. Peter?. Show me the road I'm on.. The road I'm on... It took a sweet young foriegn gun This lazy life is short.. Somethin' for nothin' always ending, With a bad report.. Dirty was the daybreak, Sudden was the change.. In such a violent place as this, Beyond the rifle range... Chorus 2X.. I took myslef a Blue canoe.... From "TumbleWeed Connection"... Bernie Tuapin/ Elton John Peace |
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| Space Lord Modulator Join Date: May 2006
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Feelin Groovey Slow down, you movin' too fast You gotta make the moment last Just kickin' down the cobblestones Lookin' for fun and Feelin' groovy____________ Hello lampost Whatcha knowin? I've come to watch your flowers growin' Ain'tcha got no rhymes for me? Doo Bee Doo Doo, Feelin' groovy____________ Got no deeds to do No promises to keep I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep Let the morningtime drop all its petals on me... Life, I love you, All is groovy____________________
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| Let's take a trip Join Date: Mar 2007
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![]() | Blind Melon .Change I don’t feel the sun's comin’ out todayits staying in,it's gonna find another way.As I sit here in this misery,I don’t think I’ll ever see the sun from here.And oh as I fade away,they’ll all look at me and say,and they’ll say,Hey look at him,I’ll never live that way,But that’s ok they're just afraid to change.When you feel your life ain’t worth living,you‘ve got to stand up and take a look around you then a look way up to the sky.And when your deepest thoughts are broken,keep on dreaming boy cause when you stop dreamin’ it’s time to die.And as we all play parts of tomorrow,some ways will work and other ways we’ll playBut I know we all can’t stay here forever,so I want to write my words on the face of today and then they’ll paint it.And oh as I fade away,they’ll all look at me and say,hey look at him and where he is these daysWhen life is hard you have to change. Paper Scratcher Shuffle can to can nobody really gives a damnFor every living day I give myself a handNow I’m scroungy as can beI got all you normals looking at meI’ll scratch a hole in my lifeSo everyone can seeMy mind is a mind that I have come to knowAnd my eyes can’t conceive a world that can not growAnd Fridays are always fresh daysScreamin’ at the sun, don’t reallyKnow what he has doneHe don’t believe in God and a world as oneSo he rambles through the weedsAnd he will sleep beneath the treesOn the day I die,Thank God my Soul will be releasedI’ve seen all your eyesAnd I’ve seen all your facesCan you tell me honestly that you wanna be freeThen look in my eyesI’ve been lots of placesCan you tell me honestly that you’d want to be meHonestly
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| Stinks Join Date: Jul 2008
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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pe5p1BXNCQM I came to the realization while on acid that this guy really is talking about mushroom trips.....his music is devine. I have not taken his CD out of my deck in my car for a good week now.......
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| imaginary friend Join Date: Jul 2007
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it's a perfect day for letting go for setting fire to bridges boats and other dreary worlds you know let's get happy! it's a perfect day for making out to wake up with a smile without a doubt to burst grin giggle bliss skip jump sing and shout let's get happy! "but it's much too late" you say "for doing this now we should have done it then" well it just goes to show how wrong you can be and how you really should know that it's never too late to get up and go... it's a perfect day for kiss and swell for rip-zipping button-popping kiss and well... there's loads of other stuff can make you yell let's get happy! it's a perfect day for doing the unstuck for dancing like you can't hear the beat and you don't give a further thought to things like feet let's get happy! "but it's much too late" you say "for doing this now we should have done it then" well it just goes to show how wrong you can be and how you really should know that it's never too late to get up and go... kick out the gloom kick out the blues tear out the pages with all the bad news pull down the mirrors and pull down the walls tear up the stairs and tear up the floors oh just burn down the house! burn down the street! turn everything red and the beat is complete with the sound of your world going up in the fire it's a perfect day to throw back your head and kiss it all goodbye! it's a perfect day for getting wild forgetting all your worries life and everything that makes you cry let's get happy! it's a perfect day for dreams come true for thinking big and doing anything you want to do let's get happy! "but it's much too late" you say "for doing this now we should have done it then" well it just goes to show how wrong you can be and how you really should know that it's never too late to get up and go... kick out the gloom kick out the blues tear out the pages with all the bad news pull down the mirrors and pull down the walls tear up the stairs and tear up the floors oh just burn down the house! burn down the street! turn everything red and the dream is complete with the sound of your world going up in the fire it's a perfect day to throw back your head and kiss it all goodbye!
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| Comfortably Numb Join Date: Aug 2006
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Ryan Shupe~~ Dream Big When you cry be sure to dry your eyes 'Cause better days are sure to come And when you smile be sure to smile wide Don't let them know that they have won And when you walk, walk with pride Don't show the hurt inside Because the pain will soon be gone And when you dream, dream big As big as the ocean blue 'Cause when you dream it might come true When you dream, dream big When you laugh be sure to laugh out loud 'Cause it will carry all your cares away And when you see, see the beauty all around and in yourself And it'll help you feel okay And when you pray, pray for strength To help you carry on When the troubles come your way And when you dream, dream big As big as the ocean blue 'Cause when you dream it might come true When you dream, dream big When you laugh be sure to laugh out loud 'Cause it will carry all your cares away And when you see, see the beauty all around and in yourself And it'll help you feel okay And when you pray, pray for strength To help you carry on When the troubles come your way And when you dream, dream big As big as the ocean blue 'Cause when you dream it might come true When you dream, dream big
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| Master Of Spoons Join Date: Sep 2007
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What an amazing collection of songs, seems the musical tastes of this forum are just as diverse as the forum itself. and i.p.freely, the more i read your posts, the more i think you and i are the same person....perhaps a split personality? ![]() anyways, here's a few of my personal favorites...a few being the key words In Flames - Cloud Connected I've come to realise, With every little glimpse, you fade! I was told that I could fly! When least expected, Cloud Connected! VNV Nation - Illusion I'll just give you this video, its an amazing song. Tool - No Quarter Great cover song, a real tribute to Led Zeppelin Lock all the doors, kill the lights... No one's coming home tonight... The sun beats down, don't you know... All our lives are growing cold, ohhhh... But they bring news that must get through.... To build a dream for me and you, ohhhh... Locked in a place where no one GOES! They ask no quarter... They have no quarter... k one more Depeche Mode - Mercy In You You know what I need When my heart bleeds I suffer from greed A longing to feed... On the mercy in you... I can't conceal The way I'm healed The pleasure I feel When I have to deal... With the mercy in you... I would do it all again Lose my way and fall again Just so I could call again On the mercy in you... When here in my mind I feel inclined To wrongly treat you unkind I have faith I will find With the mercy in you... I would lose my way again Be led hopelessly astray again Just so I could pray again For the mercy in you... When here in my mind I have been blind Emotionally behind I'll have faith I will find For the mercy in you...
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| GATE KEEPER Join Date: Feb 1971
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Old man lying by the side of the road With the lorries rolling by, Blue moon sinking from the weight of the load And the building scrapes the sky, Cold wind ripping down the alley at dawn And the morning paper flies, Dead man lying by the side of the road With the daylight in his eyes. Don't let it bring you down It's only castles burning, Find someone who's turning And you will come around. Blind man running through the light of the night With an answer in his hand, Come on down to the river of sight And you can really understand, Red lights flashing through the window in the rain, Can you hear the sirens moan? White cane lying in a gutter in the lane, If you're walking home alone. Don't let it bring you down It's only castles burning, Just find someone who's turning And you will come around. Don't let it bring you down It's only castles burning, Just find someone who's turning And you will come around.
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N.Y. for sure !!! Another song that was my fav...STYX man Tommy Shaw wrote this... Crystal Ball... I used to like to walk the straight and narrow line I used to think that everything was fine Sometimes I'd like to sit and gaze for days through sleepless dreams All alone and trapped in time All alone and trapped in time I wonder what tomorrow has in mind for me Or am I even in it's mind at all Perhaps I'll get a chance to look ahead and see Soon as I find myself a crystal ball Soon as I find myself a crystal ball Tell me, tell me where I'm going I don't know where I've been Tell me, tell me, won't you tell me And then tell me again My heart is breaking, my body's aching And I don't know where to go Tell me, tell me, won't you tell me I've just got to know Crystal ball There's so many things I need to know Crystal ball There's so many things I've got to know Crystal ball ["extra verse" used occasionally live] If you should see me walking Through your dreams at night Would you please direct me Where I ought to be I've been looking for a crystal ball To shed the light To find a future in me... To find a future in me... Crystal ball There's so many things I need to know Crystal ball There's so many things I've got to know Crystal ball Peace |
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| Lunatic Leigh Join Date: Jul 2008
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![]() ![]() | "The Noose" - A Perfect Circle
So glad to see you well, overcome them Completely silent now With heaven's help You've cast your demons out And not to pull your halo down Around your neck and tug you off your cloud But I'm more than just a little curious How you're plannin' to go about makin' your amends To the dead To the dead Recall the deeds as if they're all Someone else's Atrocious stories Now you stand reborn Before us all So glad to see you well 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 plannin' to go about makin' your amends To the dead To the dead With your halo slippin' down Your halo slippin' Your halo slippin' down Your halo slippin' down Your halo slippin' down (I'm more than just a little curious How you're plannin' to go about makin' your amends) [repeated] Your halo slippin' down Your halo's slippin' down to choke you now |
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| Former Member Join Date: Jun 2008
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| Stinks Join Date: Jul 2008
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| Wordsmithartclown Join Date: Apr 2007
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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | boatsoup, ur video reminds me of Dante's parabel of the cave...how perceived reality is all we know, and yet isn't anywhere close to the entire truth. in Dante's tale: once the man chained to the wall of the cave for his entire life was removed from it; he thought that finally he was enlightened. that what was outside of the cave was "the real" world... i hope ur video inspires everyone to break out of their caves, and respective cages @ least once in their lives. perhaps then they can glimpse another truth...and if they ever find the entire story...i hope that it is here, with us, that they share it... thanks again for posting such a great video...
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| Former Member Join Date: Apr 2008
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![]() | You Lied. Tool
Setting sun can't shine, now you're gone Inside sleeping, my heart beating You know that you tried to hide it Couldn't you have said what you meant? Oh... Time heals, time congeals around us Endless hours of wasted moments Understanding, not demanding Your eyes tell what you feel inside Setting sun can't shine, now you're gone Inside sleeping, my heart beating You know that you tried to hide it Shouldn't you have said what you meant? YOU LIED! saw it live undescribeable Last edited by KingKanibalKiller; 10-24-08 at 15:33. Reason: edit |
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| We will ... live forever Join Date: May 2008
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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | 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 and cant take part Where I end and where you start Where you, you left me alone You left me alone X'll mark the place Like the parting of the waves Like a house falling in the sea In the sea |
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| Jack of all trades. Join Date: Aug 2007
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Circling colors surround my face I see the brightness of you Try to spend my pain in you It's all I've wanted, All this time To travel the world with you Is god up there watching you? To spend a life with you But the end is so much nearer I go to the place where the ocean meets the river The sky goes on forever in my mind and I can see it's gray If all the reasons could be shown, and I could see you in the light The flower in the pouring rain, would not be crushed beneath the rock I'd die for you Why do the seasons change, and why must it ever rain? Why must the weekends end, and why must the sunset ever turn to night? I don't know, why this all happens to me Still I go on, I travel always towards the sea I'd die for you All's I ever wanted was for you to see Before you my life was misery As the river flows to the sea I hear you calling back for me I'd die for you Lyrics from Downface's song Ocean
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| campus radical Join Date: Sep 2008
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The powers that be They like a tough game No rules Some you win Some you lose Competition's good for you They're dying to be free They're the powers that be They like a bomb proof cadillac Air conditioned Gold taps Back seat gun rack Platinum hub caps They pick horses for courses They're the market forces (background : Nice car Jack) They like order Make-up Lime light power Game shows Rodeos Star wars TV They're the powers that be If you see them come You better run Run You better run on home Sisters of mercy better join your brothers Put a stop to the soap opera right now They say the toothless get ruthless You better run on home You better run Run You better run on home The powers that be They like treats Tricks Carrots And sticks They like fear and loathing They like sheep's clothing And blacked-out vans Blacked-out vans Contingency plans They like death or glory They love a good story They love a good story Sisters of mercy better join with your brothers Put a stop to the soap opera state They say the toothless get ruthless Run home before its too late You better run Run You better run on home You better run [Billy:] "Goodnight, Jim." [Jim:] "Goodnight, Billy."
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| horticulturist Join Date: Nov 2007
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i love tom petty i have his cd and havnt tooken it out of my truck in a year this song is amazing girl on lsd i was in love with a girl on marjuana she said if "i'm that stoned i don't wana" but she got so paranoid her place i would avoid i was in love with a girl on marjuana i was in love with a girl on cocaine she had everything going but a brain we'd talk endlessly for hours but by morning it goes sour i was in love with a girl on cocaine through exctasy, crystel meth and glue i found no drug that compares to you all these pills, all this weed i dunno just what i need i was in love with a girl on lsd she'd see things i'd never see she brightened her perspective then i got more selective i was in love with a girl on lsd through exctasy, crystal meth and glue i found no drug that compares to you all these pills, all this weed i dunno just what i need i was in love with a girl who drank beer till bad breath and all she disapeared she was blowing up real bad but when she left i was still sad i was in love with a girl who drank beer i was in love with a girl on china white we were married for a year one day her memory still lingers cus i burned all my fingers i was in love with a girl on chennaway i was in love with a girl who drank coffee there was times when i couldn't keep her off me that caffine got her going but her ugly side was showing i was in love with a girl who drank coffee i was in love with a girl who was a dealer i was afraid somebody would come and steal her we never used to fight but the phone rang day and night i was in love with a girl who was a dealer sure as hell she got popped by the big guys
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| Space Lord Modulator Join Date: May 2006
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Moving in silent desperation Keeping an eye on the holy land A hypothetical destination Say, who is this waliking man? Well, the leaves have come to turning And the goose has gone to fly And bridges are for buning So dont you let that yearning Pass you by Walking man, walking man walks Well, any other man stops and talks But the walking man walks Well the frost is on the pumpkin And the hay is in the barn An pappys come to rambling on Stumbling around drunk Down on the farm And the walking man walks Doesnt know nothing at all Any other man stops and talks But the walking man walks on by Walk on by Most everybodys got seed to sow It aint always easy for a weed to grow, oh no So he dont hoe the row for no one Oh for sure hes always missing And something is never quite right Ah, but who would want to listen to you Kissing his existence good night Walking man walk on by my door Well, any other man stops and talks But not the walking man Hes the walking man Born to walk Walk on walking man Well now, would he have wings to fly Would he be free Golden wings against the sky Walking man, walk on by So long, walking man, so long
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thanks for the comment i.p., and i agree with you, we all need to realize that there is more to our existance than the trivial things that we see every day. learn to experience every moment of life as if it were the most important, and you'll be a more fulfilled person for it.
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i guess since I'm here: could fill this thread with dylan... It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding) Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece The hollow horn plays wasted words Proves to warn That he not busy being born Is busy dying. Temptation's page flies out the door You follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar You feel to moan but unlike before You discover That you'd just be One more person crying. So don't fear if you hear A foreign sound to your ear It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. As some warn victory, some downfall Private reasons great or small Can be seen in the eyes of those that call To make all that should be killed to crawl While others say don't hate nothing at all Except hatred. Disillusioned words like bullets bark As human gods aim for their mark Made everything from toy guns that spark To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see without looking too far That not much Is really sacred. While preachers preach of evil fates Teachers teach that knowledge waits Can lead to hundred-dollar plates Goodness hides behind its gates But even the president of the United States Sometimes must have To stand naked. An' though the rules of the road have been lodged It's only people's games that you got to dodge And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. Advertising signs that con you Into thinking you're the one That can do what's never been done That can win what's never been won Meantime life outside goes on All around you. You lose yourself, you reappear You suddenly find you got nothing to fear Alone you stand with nobody near When a trembling distant voice, unclear Startles your sleeping ears to hear That somebody thinks They really found you. A question in your nerves is lit Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy Insure you not to quit To keep it in your mind and not fergit That it is not he or she or them or it That you belong to. Although the masters make the rules For the wise men and the fools I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. For them that must obey authority That they do not respect in any degree Who despise their jobs, their destinies Speak jealously of them that are free Cultivate their flowers to be Nothing more than something They invest in. While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties Social clubs in drag disguise Outsiders they can freely criticize Tell nothing except who to idolize And then say God bless him. While one who sings with his tongue on fire Gargles in the rat race choir Bent out of shape from society's pliers Cares not to come up any higher But rather get you down in the hole That he's in. But I mean no harm nor put fault On anyone that lives in a vault But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. Old lady judges watch people in pairs Limited in sex, they dare To push fake morals, insult and stare While money doesn't talk, it swears Obscenity, who really cares Propaganda, all is phony. While them that defend what they cannot see With a killer's pride, security It blows the minds most bitterly For them that think death's honesty Won't fall upon them naturally Life sometimes Must get lonely. My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards False gods, I scuff At pettiness which plays so rough Walk upside-down inside handcuffs Kick my legs to crash it off Say okay, I have had enough What else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seen They'd probably put my head in a guillotine But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.
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i am forever getting them confused...i have read so many of both of their philosophies...thank you for the clarification...
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When I grow old... And my memory Leads me deep into the fog where it abandons me Will you remind me Of who I used to be When I was younger? When I am old... And the hands of time Have ravaged all the remnants of my fragile mind Will you still tell me Of how it used to be When I was stronger? If time is cruel And it takes away All the recollections of my younger days Please help me reminisce Of all these past events When days were brighter... And years from now When I can't recall The faces and the names I used to know so well Promise you'll help me Regain those memories When my load was lighter... When we were young And the world seemed Full of nothing else but possibility... I still remember Blankets and whispers That said 'Forever'... But if autumn comes And your love for me Has withered like the leaves that fall from every tree... Will you lie to me So I can still believe That you still love me? That you still love me...
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You Can't Forget after the GoldRush ...like dont let it bringyou down!! its only castles burning.... | |
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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | Step out the front door like a ghost Into the fog where no one notices The contrast of white on white. And in between the moon and you The angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right. I walk in the air between the rain Through myself and back again Where? I don't know Maria says she's dying Through the door I hear her crying Why? I don't know Round here we always stand up straight Round here something radiates Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis And she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus She parks her car outside of my house Takes her clothes off Says she's close to understanding Jesus She knows she's more than just a little misunderstood She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous Round here we're carving out our names Round here we all look the same Round here we talk just like lions But we sacrifice like lambs Round here she's slipping through my hands Sleeping children better run like the wind out of the lightning dream Mama's little baby better get herself in out of the lightning She says "it's only in my head" She says "Shhhhh I know it's only in my head" But the girl on the car in the parking lot Says "Man you should try to take a shot Can't you see my walls are crumbling?" Then she looks up at the building Says she's thinking of jumping She says she's tired of life She must be tired of something Round here she's always on my mind Round here hey man got lots of time Round here we're never sent to bed early and nobody makes us wait Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late I can't see nothing.. nothing round here Will you catch if I'm falling Will you catch me if I'm falling Will you catch me cause I'm falling down on you I said I'm under the gun around here I'm innocent I'm under the gun around here And I can't see nothing Nothing round here counting crows _____________________________ the clock chimes hour long minutes away as i sit here festering in a body full of jiitters and sweat. as a child they never told me about this...how the body is only allowed a certain amount of pleassure before it must again endure pain. this cycle is forever perpetuated by my own hand, and in the end, it will be by that same hand that i will die. i dreamnt a man's entire mundane, and tragic life last night. this night marked the end of my ever plentiful supply of tiny pills that blotch the world away into pretty pieces i glance over - as i stew inside their confortable boil. i followed the man through his life from childhood, to adulthood, and to the enivitable dieing that he did alone... just as he was about to expire from what had been a life of constant battles; he leaned forward from an old broken brown recliner. he flicked long unkempt gray hair from one side of his face to another. staring out into a beige and dirty room, and the complete emptiness it offered, he let out a long breath, and leaned back into that recliner he had set in night after night alone for what would be his last time. as all of the air left his lungs...he died, and a giant white tattered book slid from his lap onto the floor. i picked it up and read what was written in long faded black ink across it's cover. it read: the simple life of a man left alone. the author was jesus christ...i dropped the book. it hit the old man's dusty green carpet with a slap that shook me awake to my own fathers second hand couch... this is my life right now. every plan i have seems like a joke, and all i want is to live better than that man did, and die with somone other than a phantom from a dream standing beside me... don't ask me what it means...just give me ur songs for now...
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August: Dylan was tapped into the divine when he wrote that song, i am ashamed of myself for not mentioning it sooner, although i did in the what music are you listening too thread. ip: I love that Crows song. I found this version and it really makes me smile inside. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sDg4kUs6O3k I also found this article on the lead singer and found it very interesting: Adam Duritz recently revealed that during the peak of his fame as lead singer for the group Counting Crows he suffered from mental illness, including severe depression. He was quoted by OK! Magazine as saying, "I've been dealing with mental illness, but I didn't want to say anything for a long time. I went crazy. It was scary."Duritz said he went through years of not knowing what was wrong with him, but was recently diagnosed with a dissociative disorder. Dissociative disorders, which involve some sort of alteration in identity or sense of self, are thought to be developed as a coping mechanism for trauma. The most well-known dissociative disorder is dissociative identity disorder, previously known as multiple personality disorder. Other types are dissociative amnesia, dissociative fugue and depersonalization disorder. "Being crazy is bad," said Duritz. "It's scary when the world isn't real to you. You come untethered. Everything seems imaginary. You look around the room and nothing seems real. You don't feel pain. I stopped letting myself feel." The Counting Crows just released a new album called Saturday Nights & Sunday Mornings, a double album inspired by Duritz's experiences with mental illness. "The album is about a downward spiral, losing my mind and about trying to get it back," he said, "not about getting it back but trying to get it back." just a nod to another tortured genius out there. i think for songs to be "real" the writer has to feel the pain or joy like its as much a part of them as thier internal voice.For the Neil Young references: I have every cd/album ever made by Young. He has a lot of great songs and music, but he has some shit too. I think to fully appreciate the guy you need to listen to all of it. I could never find a video on youtube of him doing the song Dangerbird, but there are some covers. Dangerbird is up there with Cortez the Killer, Like a Hurricaine, After the goldrush, Old man, etc. I recommend you getting the Zuma cd if youre a fan. This one slipped by the masses, but is one of the best Neil Songs imho. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EpbDFTdL0-s
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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | Everyone laughed at her joke As if they'd never even heard it before And maybe they were truly amused But every word that she spoke was a bore And maybe it's because they had seen The previews on the TV screen Well this part is good and that's well understood So you should laugh if you know what I mean But it's all relative Even if you don't understand Well it's all understood Especially when you don't understand Then it's all just because Even if we don't understand Then lets all just believe Everyone knows what went down Because the news was spread all over town And fact is only what you believe And fact and fiction work as a team It's almost always fiction in the end That content begins to bend When context is never the same And it's all relative Even if we don't understand And that's well understood Especially when we don't understand Then it's all just because Even if we don't understand Then lets all just believe I was reading a book Or maybe it was a magazine Suggestions on where to place faith Suggestions on what to believe But I read somewhere That you've got to beware You can't believe anything you read But the good Book is good And that's well understood So don't even question If you know what I mean But it's all relative Even if you don't understand Well it's all understood Especially when you don't understand And it's all just because Even if we don't understand Then lets all just believe But there you go once again You missed the point and then you point Your fingers at me And say that I said not to believe I believe I guess I guess it's all relative Lyrics from Jack Johnson's "Its all Understood"
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The Black Crows~~ She talks to angels She never mentions the word addiction In certain company Yes, shell tell you shes an orphan After you meet her family She paints her eyes as black as night, now Pulls those shades down tight Yeah, she gives a smile when the pain comes, The pains gonna make everything alright Says she talks to angels, They call her out by her name She talks to angels, Says they call her out by her name She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket She wears a cross around her neck Yes, the hair is from a little boy And the cross is someone she has not met, not yet Says she talks to angels, Says they all know her name Oh yeah, she talks to angels, Says they call her out by her name She dont know no lover, None that I ever seen Yes, to her that aint nothing But to me, yeah me, Its everything She paints her eyes as black as night now She pulls those shades down tight Oh yeah, theres a smile when the pain comes, The pains gonna make everything alright, alright yeah She talks to angels, Says they call her out by her name Oh yeah, yeah, angels Call her out by her name Oh, angels They call her out by her name Oh, she talks to angels They call her out Yeah, they call her out Dont you know that they call her out by her name?
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Here's 2 songs from Third Eye Blind that are really well written. That album was actually pretty good, but damned if the rest of their stuff didn't blow after this album. I Want You The suckers loose themselves In the games they learn to play Children love to sing but Then their voices slowly fade away People always take a step away From what is true That's why I like you around I want you Oh you do you do... You make me want you An open invitation to the dance Happenstance set the vibe that we are in No apology because my urge is genuine And the mystery of your rhythm is so feminine Here I am and I want to take a hit Of your scent cause it bit so deep into my soul I want you Yeah, you do you do... You make me want you Oh you do you do... Send me all your vampires I want you And I can't get enough, oh I can't get enough And I can't get enough The village church yard is filled with Bones weeping in the grave The silver lining of clouds Shines on people Jesus couldn't save You want to know how deeply my soul goes Deeper than bones Deeper than bones And I can't get enough Oh, I can't get enough Oh, I can't get enough Oh, I can't get enough After we did it by the window sill Smoke rings drift into the midnight sky Presently in the quilt that your mother made A candle burns to fight off the gloom I said to live in this way is not for the meek And like a jazz DJ you talk me into sleep I said there'll be no regrets when the worms come And they will surely come You do you do... Make me want you Send me all your vampires Yeah you do... Make me want you Send me all your vampires I want you Send me all your vampires I want you Send me all your vampires Send me all your vampires There will be no regrets when the worms come Send me all your vampires How's it gonna Be- I'm only pretty sure that I can't take anymore Before you take a swing I wonder What are we fighting for When I say out loud I want to get out of this I wonder Is there anything I'm going to miss I wonder How it's going to be When you don't know me How's it going to be When you're sure I'm not there How's it going to be When there is no one to talk to, between you and me 'Cause I don't care How's it going to be How's it going to be Where we used to laugh There's a shouting match Sharp as a thumbnail scratch A silence I can't ignore Like... The hammocks by the doorway we spent time in Swings empty, don't see lightning like last fall when it was always about to hit me I wonder how's it going to be when it goes down Hows it going to be When your not around Hows it going to be When you found out there was nothing Between you and me 'Cause I don't care How's it going to be. Hows it going to be When you don't know me any more And how's it going to be Want to get myself back in again The soft dive of oblivian Wanna taste the soul of your skin The soft dive of oblivian Oblivian How's it going to be When you don't know me any more How's it going to be How's it going to be
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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | THE DOORS lyrics - Alabama Song Well show me the way To the next whisky bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next whisky bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next whisky bar I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you, I tell you I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whisky, oh, you know why Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whisky, oh, you know why Well, show me the way To the next little girl Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next little girl Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next little girl I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you, I tell you I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whisky, oh, you know why
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TALES OF BRAVE ULYSSES by Cream: You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever, But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun. And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids, And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave ulysses: How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing, For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white laced lips. And you see a girls brown body dancing through the turquoise, And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea. And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body, Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind. The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers, And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter. Her name is aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell, And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands With tales of brave ulysses; how his naked ears were tortured By the sirens sweetly singing. The tiny purple fishes run lauging through your fingers, And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter
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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | King of the Carrot Flowers Part 1 When you were young you were the king of carrot flowers and how you built a tower tumbling thru the trees in holy rattlesnakes that fell all around your feet and your mom would stick a fork right into daddys shoulder and your dad would throw the garbage all across the floor as we would lay and learn what each others bodies were for 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 noone dares to go and your mom would drink until she was no longer speaking and dad would dream about the different ways to die each one a little more than he could dare to try
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