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Simon & Garfunkel - The Sound of Silence From Simon & Garfunkel: Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence. In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, 'Neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence. And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more. People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening, People writing songs that voices never share And no one dare Disturb the sound of silence. "Fools" said I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach to you." But my words like silent raindrops fell, And echoed In the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made. And the sign flashed out its warning, in the words that it was forming. And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls." And whisper'd in the sounds of silence. My favorite bit is In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, 'Neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp It gives me chills every time I hear it. And it's raining hard this evening, so it's appropriate. Please share your favorite lyrics. |
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I discovered the Mexican band Café Tacuba over the summer and recommend them highly. Not to go off on too much of a tangent right here, but some lyrics that sound beautiful in Spanish sound inane in English, and thus some of my favorite love songs are in Spanish but are very anticlimactic/juvenile when translated. I've tried my best to avoid that. Here is the latter part of "Las Flores" by Café Tacuba: Déjame ver cómo es que floreces; con cinco pétalos te absorberé; cinco sentidos que te roban sólo un poco de tu ser. Y seis veces para vivirte de bajo de una misma luna, y otra nueve pasarán para sentir que nuevas flores nacerán. Y si cada estrella fuese una flor, y asà regalarte todo un racimo de estrellas! No dejes que amenezca No dejes que la noche caiga No dejes que el sol salga Sólo déjame estar junto a tÃ. Leave me see how you flower; with five petals I'll absorb you; five senses that rob you of only a little of your being. And six times to experience you from beneath the same moon, and another nine will pass to feel that new flowers will be born. And that every star were a flower, and thus give you everything in a bouquet of stars! Don't let the day dawn Don't let the night crumble Don't let the sun come out Just let me be next to you. |
Bad Religion I Want To Conquer The World hey brother christian with your high and mighty errand, your actions speak so loud I can't hear a word you're saying hey sister bleeding heart with all of your compassion, your labors soothe the hurt but can't assuage temptation hey man of science with your perfect rules of measure, can you improve this place with the data that you gather hey mother mercy can your loins bear fruit forever? is your fecundity a trammel or a treasure? I want to conquer the world, give all the idiots a brand new religion, put an end to poverty uncleanliness and toll promote equality in all of my decisions with a quick wink of the eye and a "god you must be joking" hey mister diplomat with your worldly aspirations, did you see the children cry when you left them at the station? hey moral soldier you've got righteous proclamation and precious tomes to fuel your pulpy conflagrations I want to conquer the world, expose the culprits and feed them to the children, I'll save the whales, we'll have peace on earth and global communion I want to conquer the world X4 |
From Tool - 10,000 Days: Eye on the TV 'cause tragedy thrills me Whatever flavor it happens to be Like: "Killed by the husband" ... "Drowned by the ocean" ... "Shot by his own son" ... "She used a poison in his tea, Then (she) kissed him goodbye" That's my kind of story It's no fun til someone dies. Don't look at me like I am a monster Frown out your one face, but with the other (you) Stare like a junkie into the TV Stare like a zombie while the mother holds her child, Watches him die, Hands to the sky cryin "why, oh why?" Cause I need to watch things die from a distance Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies You all need it too - don't lie. Why can't we just admit it? Why can't we just admit it? We won't give pause until the blood is flowin' Neither the brave nor bold Nor brightest of stories told We won't give pause until the blood is flowin' I need to watch things die from a good safe distance Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies You all feel the same so why can't we just admit it? Blood like rain fallin' down Drum on grave and ground Part vampire, part warrior, Carnivore and voyeur Stare at the transmittal. Sing to the death rattle. La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie (x4) Credulous at best Your desire to believe in Angels in the hearts of men. But pull your head on out (of) your hippie haze And give a listen Shouldn't have to say it all again The universe is hostile So impersonal Devour to survive So it is, so it's always been ... We all feed on tragedy. It's like blood to a vampire. Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies Much better you than I. I love this song, because it feels so true. Though, when I hear it, I hear "We all feed the tragedy" and "Vicariously, I view the whole world die". Not the official lyrics, but I prefer my version more. |
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Led Zeppelin Stairway To Heaven There’s a lady whose sure all that glitters is gold And she’s buying a stairway to heaven. When she gets there, she knows if the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for. Ooh, ooh, and she’s buying a stairway to heaven. There’s a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure ’Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings. In a tree by the brook, there is a songbird who sings: Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it makes me wonder. Theres a feeling I get when I look to the west, And my spirit is crying for leaving. In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees, And the voices of those who standing looking. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, really makes me wonder. And it’s whispered that soon if we all call the tune Then the piper will lead us to reason. And a new day will dawn for those who stand long And the forests will echo with laughter. If there’s a bustle in your hedgerow, Don’t be alarmed now, Its just a spring clean for the May queen. Yes, there are two paths you can go by but in the long run Theres still time to change the road you’re on. And it makes me wonder. Ooooooh… Your head is humming and it won’t go, In case you don’t know: The pipers calling you to join him. Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, And did you know: Your stairway lies on the whispering wind. And as we wind on down the road, Our shadows taller than our soul, There walks a lady we all know. Who shines white light and wants to show… How everything still turns to gold. And if you listen very hard the tune will come to you at last. When all are one and one is all, yeah, to be a rock and not to roll. And she’s buying a stairway… to heaven. |
Cloud Cult, The Story of the Grandson of Jesus. today is a good day to flex the muscles of the weary a miracle's a miracle even when it's ordinary we walk on the water even though it seems scary if someone will show us the way I shook hands with the man who honestly thinks he's the grandson of Jesus with the penchant for pinchies he served us communion of cola and twinkies guess everyone has their own view he stood on his soap box and told us a parable of a man with eyeglasses so small they're unwearable and the moral of the story is it all looks terrible depending on what you look through, on what you look through he said "do unto yourself as you do unto your neighbor it's not an eye for an eye, it's a favor for a favor and it's okay if this world had a billion saviors 'cause there's so many things to be saved take my words with a boulder of salt or blame it on your devil always the scapegoats fault we all point fingers when it comes to a halt can somebody show us the way, show us the way... This flat out, hands down, straight up, inside out, wastes the other songs I posted the way an argyle sweater would waste any 80's hair band. |
~~Smashing Pumpkins: Mayonaise~~ Fool enough to almost be it Cool enough to not quite see it Doomed Pick your pockets full of sorrow And run away with me tomorrow June We'll try and ease the pain But somehow we'll feel the same Well, no one knows Where our secrets go I send a heart to all my dearies When your life is so, so dreary Dream I'm rumored to the straight and narrow While the harlots of my perils Scream And I fail But when I can, I will Try to understand That when I can, I will Mother weep the years I'm missing All our time can't be given Back Shut my mouth and strike the demons That cursed you and your reasons Out of hand and out of season Out of love and out of feeling So bad When I can, I will Words defy the plan When I can, I will Fool enough to almost be it And cool enough to not quite see it And old enough to always feel this Always old, I'll always feel this No more promise no more sorrow No longer will I follow Can anybody hear me I just want to be me When I can, I will Try to understand That when I can, I will |
The Pot lyrics Who are you to wave your finger? Ya' must have been out your head. Eye hole deep in muddy waters. You practically raised the dead. Rob the grave, to snow the cradle. Then burn the evidence down. Soapbox, house of cards, and glass, So don't go tossin' your stones around. You must have been high. You must have been high. You must have been. Foot in mouth, and head up asshole. Whatcha talkin' 'bout? Difficult to dance 'round this one 'til you pull it out, boy! You must have been, so high. You must have been, so high. Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference. kangaroo done hung the juror with the innocent. Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo Got lemon juice up in your...EYE! When you pissed all over my black kettle You must have been HIGH, HIGH You must have been HIGH, HIGH Who are you to wave your finger? So full of it. Eyeballs deep in muddy waters Fuckin' hypocrite. Liar, lawyer, mirror, show me. What's the difference? kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent. NOW!! You're weeping shades of cozened indigo Got lemon juice up in your high eye. When you pissed all over my black kettle You musta been! So who are you to wave your finger? Who are you to wave your fatty finger at me? You must, have been, out your, mind! Weepin' shades of indigo Shed without a reason Weepin' shades of indigo Liar, lawyer, Mirror for ya, What's the difference? kangaroo be stoned He's guilty as the government NOW!! You're weeping shades of cozened indigo Got lemon juice up in your, EYE!! EYE!! Now when you pissed all over my black kettle. You musta been HIGH, HIGH, HIGH, HIGH. Eyeballs deep in muddy waters Your balls deep in muddy waters. Ganja, please, you must have been out your MIND!!!! ["Kangaroo" refers to "kangaroo courts", which were mock courts established to prove people guilty without a fair trial or any real evidence - most of the court cases dealt with marijuana users] |
OmnipotentEntity said: Simon & Garfunkel - The Sound of Silence From Simon & Garfunkel: Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence. In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, 'Neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence. And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more. People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening, People writing songs that voices never share And no one dare Disturb the sound of silence. "Fools" said I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach to you." But my words like silent raindrops fell, And echoed In the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made. And the sign flashed out its warning, in the words that it was forming. And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls." And whisper'd in the sounds of silence. My favorite bit is In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, 'Neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp It gives me chills every time I hear it. And it's raining hard this evening, so it's appropriate. Please share your favorite lyrics. You're officially my favorite person on the internet! I love this song as well as I am a Rock. :) |
bi0nErd said: OmnipotentEntity said: Simon & Garfunkel - The Sound of Silence From Simon & Garfunkel: Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence. In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, 'Neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence. And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more. People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening, People writing songs that voices never share And no one dare Disturb the sound of silence. "Fools" said I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach to you." But my words like silent raindrops fell, And echoed In the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made. And the sign flashed out its warning, in the words that it was forming. And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls." And whisper'd in the sounds of silence. My favorite bit is In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, 'Neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp It gives me chills every time I hear it. And it's raining hard this evening, so it's appropriate. Please share your favorite lyrics. You're officially my favorite person on the internet! I love this song as well as I am a Rock. :) Wow same! I just got the LP! Envy me. |
Lasserwulf said: Cloud Cult, The Story of the Grandson of Jesus. today is a good day to flex the muscles of the weary a miracle's a miracle even when it's ordinary we walk on the water even though it seems scary if someone will show us the way I shook hands with the man who honestly thinks he's the grandson of Jesus with the penchant for pinchies he served us communion of cola and twinkies guess everyone has their own view he stood on his soap box and told us a parable of a man with eyeglasses so small they're unwearable and the moral of the story is it all looks terrible depending on what you look through, on what you look through he said "do unto yourself as you do unto your neighbor it's not an eye for an eye, it's a favor for a favor and it's okay if this world had a billion saviors 'cause there's so many things to be saved take my words with a boulder of salt or blame it on your devil always the scapegoats fault we all point fingers when it comes to a halt can somebody show us the way, show us the way... This flat out, hands down, straight up, inside out, wastes the other songs I posted the way an argyle sweater would waste any 80's hair band. Ok, you are officially my new favorite person on this Forum! NOBODY I have ever met has heard of this band. I love them. While sometimes unorthodox musically, some of their songs are lyrically amazing. |
From 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 |
Hold your grandmother's Bible to your breast. Gonna put it to the test. You want it to be blessed. And in your heart, You know it to be true, You know what you gotta do. They all depend on you. And you already know. Yeah, you already know how this will end. There is no escape, From the slave-catchers' songs. For all of the loved ones gone. Forever's not so long. And in your soul, They poked a million holes. But you never lettem show. C'mon it's time to go. And You Already know. Yeah, you already know How this will end. Now you've seen his face. And you know that there's a place, In the sun, For all that you've done, For you and your children. No longer shall you need. You always wanted to believe, Just ask and you'll receive, Beyond your wildest dreams. And You Already know. Yeah, you already know How this will end. You already know (You already know) You already know (you already know) You already love will end. |
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Breathe, breathe in the air Don't be afraid to care Leave, but don't leave me Look around Choose your own ground Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be Run, rabbit run Dig that hole, forget the sun And when at last the work is done Don't sit down It's time to dig another one For long you live and high you fly But only if you ride the tide And balanced on the biggest wave You race towards an early grave ~ Pink Floyd : Breathe (From Dark side of the Moon: 1973) |
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