I was born blind, in an ideal world. Cheating rainbows.
Tell everybody, waiting for Superman
That they should try to hold on as best they can
He hasn’t dropped them
Forget them
Or anything
It’s just too heavy for Superman to lift
(Flaming Lips)
Little by little the night turns around
Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn
Lotus’s lean on each other in yearning
Over the hills a swallow is resting
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
Over the mountain
Watching the watcher
Breaking the darkness
Waking the grapevine
Knowledge of love is knowledge of shadow
Love is the shadow that ripens the wine
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
The heart of the sun
The heart of the sun (repeating)
Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun (Pink Floyd)
I think this is one of the best pieces of music that man has been able to give to us… It’s simply intoxicating… the lyrics, combined wih the music merge into a whimsical creation…
I never should have let you go.
I never should have let you slip from my arms.
As the sun sets tonight, I’ll hold you with all that I am.
I never should have let you go
Promise me you’ll stay with me forever…
Haste the Day- American Love
Standing so close, knowing that it kills me to breathe you in.
Standing so close, knowing that it kills me to breathe you in…
But this table for one has become bearable.
From Autumn To Ashes- Short Stories With Tragic Endings
Don’t you love her madly?
Don’t you need her badly?
Don’t you love her ways?
Tell me what you say
The Doors- Love Her Madly
i don’t feel the need to explain why i like these lyrics.
Judging from the resounding similarities… I would agree.
yeah…
Slide it on, Slide it on
Andre 3000… the stoic.
Been around the world and found
That only stupid people are breeding
The cretins cloning and feeding
And I don’t even own a tv
“Elephant Talk” - King Crimson (album- “Discipline”)
Talk
it’s only talk
Arguments
agreements
advice
answers
Articulate announcements
It’s only talk
Talk
it’s only talk
Babble
burble
banter
bicker bicker bicker
Brouhaha
boulderdash
ballyhoo
It’s only talk
Back talk
Talk talk talk
it’s only talk
Comments
cliches
commentary
controversy
Chatter
chit-chat
chit-chat
chit-chat
Conversation
contradiction
criticism
It’s only talk
Cheap talk
Talk
talk
it’s only talk
Debates
discussions
These are words with a D this time
Dialogue
dualogue
diatribe
Dissention
declamation
Double talk
double talk
Talk
talk
it’s all talk
Too much talk
Small talk
Talk that trash
Expressions
editorials
expugnations
exclamations
enfadulations
It’s all talk
Elephant talk
elephant talk
elephant talk
Whoever broke in obviously had a crash on you, liquidangel. The guy took away your music, your photos, even your very own Daodejing. Jesus Nietzsche, this brain fried binhead must at his cleverest moment mistook you as some Budhist rock or movie star. Well, he must be your iron fan now that he has checked out all those photos. One lucky bastard that lowlife is I say. As for the equally guilty flatmate flathead, he should get an original copy of each and every CD that you have owned. Sue his ratass if you have to, life cannot go on if you ain’t got the do-re-mi no more. Should you want to try out my entire classical collection in MP3, let me know. The day I turn you into Beethovenian is the day before the blessed day I turn you into Nietzschean. Oh baby I am serious.
Here is a favourite among my collection:
wenn die graser sprossen wollen
weht daher ein lauer wind
und das eis zerspringt in schollen
und der weiche schnee zerrinnt
when the grass is ready to sprout
a balmy breeze will waft over the ice
the ice will splinter into shards
and the soft snow will melt
- Winterreise, Franz Schubert
You are ahead by a century.
A pretty maze of emptiness, I’ve said the hell
With all the rest
This could be the last time, you will
Stand by my side
I can feel my soul it’s bleeding, will you fly
With me tonight
…actually, I like the music better than the lyrics of this particular song. I do like the bleeding-soul imagery, though.
your pentagram is down below our floor
your naked body shimmers in the night
dancing and chanting in a sacrificial rite
your feet are dry with the ashes from dead babies
who have passed the test just like all the rest
but never really understood the reasons
why they took it in the first place
ah, in the first place
your feasty eyes won’t make me fall apart
your turquoise and silver won’t weaken this old heart
yeah, dancing and chanting in a sacrificial rite
I fell to the ground on a windy, windy night
well I have passed the test just like all the rest
but never really understood the reasons
why I took it in the first place
ah, in the first place
well I have passed the test just like all the rest
but never really understood the reasons
why I took it in the first place
ah, in the first place
The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin’
That’s what I said
The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand
Or so I have read
My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I’d like to sink her with my pink torpedo
Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about bum cakes, my girl’s got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?
I met her on Monday, twas my lucky bun day
You know what I mean
I love her each weekday, each velvety cheek day
You know what I mean
My love gun’s loaded and she’s in my sights
Big game is waiting there inside her tights, yeah
Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about mud flaps, my girl’s got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind? -Tap
-Imp
Interstate Love Song.
Looks like witches are in season
You better fly your flag and be aware
Of anyone who might fit the description
Diversity is now our biggest fear
Now with our conversations tapped, and our differences exposed
How you supposed to love your neighbor with our minds and curtains closed?
-[size=75]NOFX - Re-gaining Unconsciousness[/size]
another song i love, but to save space i’m not gonna post the whole lyrics and the story behind it… so here’s a link.
songmeanings.net/lyric.php?l … 7858488949
-Thursday - M. Shepard
"Far away
In a land caught between time and space
Where the books of life lay
Within this castle of stone
The mountain king roams
All alone in here
But he’s not the only one
Lost inside
Forever hidden from the sun
His deep
Dark eyes keep watch on his kingdom
And mysteries that sleep safe inside
His hall
His towers of stone
Shall not be overthrown
For eternity
They are guarded by the king
Insanity and the power that it brings
Madness reigns
In the hall of the mountain king" [size=75] --Jon Oliva[/size]