sheelanagig
Nautical Twilight
"Imagination is more important than Knowledge" Albert Einstein
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Post by sheelanagig on Nov 14, 2003 11:12:47 GMT -5
Well continuing the damien rice thread, i think blowers daughter is a beautiful song: And so it is Just like you said it would be Life goes easy on me Most of the time And so it is The shorter story No love, no glory No hero in her sky I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes... And so it is Just like you said it should be We'll both forget the breeze Most of the time And so it is The colder water The blower's daughter The pupil in denial I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes... Did I say that I loathe you? Did I say that I want to Leave it all behind? I can't take my mind off of you I can't take my mind off you I can't take my mind off of you I can't take my mind off you I can't take my mind off you I can't take my mind... My mind...my mind... 'Til I find somebody new
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Post by Alamo on Nov 17, 2003 15:06:38 GMT -5
this song makes me crzay, i love it so much. and i love new york so much if i had enough money i would live there! Start spreading the news I'm leaving today I want to be a part of it, New York, New York These vagabond shoes Are longing to stray And make a brand new start of it New York, New York I want to wake up in the city that never sleeps To find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap These little town blues Are melting away I'll make a brand new start of it In old New York If I can make it there I'll make it anywhere It's up to you, New York, New York.
I want to wake up in the city that never sleeps To find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap These little town blues Are melting away I'll make a brand new start of it In old New York If I can make it there I'll make it anywhere It's up to you, New York, New York.
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Post by Saar°berry on Nov 18, 2003 6:28:28 GMT -5
when I hear this song, I alwaaaays think about the movie: 'Gremlins'... where on of the gremlins start to sing this song... it's hilarious... ta ta ta tara ta ta... I'm leaving todaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.... ;D
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Post by hypnotic on Nov 18, 2003 6:35:48 GMT -5
I love New York New York, I dream about livin in NYC till I was a lil' child and i hope i'll be able to do it as soon as possible.can't stand to live here, i'm missing so many things .. god i hate it ! when i see the colorful streets of NYC i start to shake cos i wanna be a part of it .and this song is an exellent mantra - an autosuggestion u know .. i know i'm gonna make it !
:xmas2: :fuckoff:
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Post by bugg on Nov 26, 2003 16:00:57 GMT -5
The sun has blessed The rays are gone And all the kids have left their tears and gone home
Sweet 17, sour 29 And i can't explain myself What i'd hope to find You're all so kind Without her here
Maybe i need you around Maybe i need you around Maybe i need you Maybe i need you a-right now Maybe i need you around
I had no luck I had no shame I had no cause Just 17 days of rain And you in my eyes
Just one more song To slay this earth And i can't explain myself Just what it's worth It's all i had But not all i need And i can't escape the fact that i still bleed It's all too steep without her here
Maybe i need you around Maybe i need you around Maybe i need you around
I had no voice I had no drive I had no choice I had no crime I had my self I had my band I had my love I had no hand In watching it all fall apart
Maybe i need you around Maybe i need you around Maybe i need you Maybe i need you a-right now Maybe i need you around
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Post by hypnotic on Nov 26, 2003 17:41:49 GMT -5
who's this from ? :love:
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Post by bugg on Nov 27, 2003 15:41:34 GMT -5
who's this from ? Corgan. Can never not cry.
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Post by Alamo on Nov 27, 2003 16:16:31 GMT -5
Come closer to me, babe, And the night will come much closer, too. Can't you see the light Drawing pictures nearer in the skies?
What is it that you whisper When you close your eyes? Come closer to me, babe. Is it me it's all about? And who is it that you're always Calling in your sleep? Who is Sylvia?
Goodnight, baby. Please Come on home, Come on home, Come on home soon.
Goodnight, baby, Goodnight, baby, Goodnight, baby, Goodnight, baby.
Come closer to me now, For I know there's something you must tell me. When slumber slips between your lips Will the secrets ooze out easily?
What is it that you whisper When you close your eyes? Come closer to me, babe. Is it me it's all about? And who is it that you're always Calling in your sleep? Who is Sylvia?
Goodnight, baby. Please Come on home, Come on home, Come on home soon.
Goodnight, baby, Goodnight, baby, Goodnight, baby, Goodnight, baby
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Post by shiseidored on Nov 27, 2003 20:13:44 GMT -5
I ain't lookin' to compete with you, Beat or cheat or mistreat you, Simplify you, classify you, Deny, defy or crucify you. All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you.
No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you, Frighten you or uptighten you, Drag you down or drain you down, Chain you down or bring you down. All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you.
I ain't lookin' to block you up Shock or knock or lock you up, Analyze you, categorize you, Finalize you or advertise you. All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to straight-face you, Race or chase you, track or trace you, Or disgrace you or displace you, Or define you or confine you. All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to meet your kin, Make you spin or do you in, Or select you or dissect you, Or inspect you or reject you. All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to fake you out, Take or shake or forsake you out, I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me, See like me or be like me. All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you.
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pandora
Cactus Practice
[M0:21]
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Post by pandora on Dec 11, 2003 2:52:06 GMT -5
You think you're denying me of something Well I've got plenty You're the one who's missing out But you won't notice 'Til after five years If you'll live that long You'll wake up All loveless I dare you To take me on I dare you To show me your palms I'm so bored with cowards That say they want Then they can't handle You can't handle love You can't handle love You just can't handle I dare you To take me on I dare you To show me your palms What's so scary ? Not a threat in sight You just can't handle You can't handle love You can't handle love, baby You can't handle love It's obvious You can't handle I dare you To take me on I dare you To show me your palms I'm so bored of cowards That say they want Then they can't handle You can't handle love, baby You can't handle love, It's obvious You can't handle I dare you, I dare you I dare you, I dare you Bjork - 5 years :love:
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Post by Alamo on Dec 11, 2003 14:32:58 GMT -5
I'm so tired of being here, Supressed by all my childish fears, and if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave, Cause your presence still lingers here, and it won't leave me alone, These wounds won't seem to heal, This pain is just too real, There's just too much that time cannot erase, When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears, When you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears, and I held your hand through all of these years, But you still...have...all of me, You used to captivate me, by your resignating mind, now i'm bound by the life you left behind, Your face it haunts, my once pleasant dreams, your voice it chased away, all the sanity in me, These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just to real, there's just too much that time cannot erase, When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears, when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears, and I held your hand through all of these years, but you still...have...all of me I've tried so hard to tell myself that your gone, but though you're still with me, I've been alone all along, When you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears, when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears, and I held your hand through all of these years, but you still...have...all of me a song of a shitty pop band that just touched me today
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Post by Saar°berry on Dec 13, 2003 5:36:27 GMT -5
Weight
what did I give to you what did you give to me a nothing trail of silences that warp in the rain you said i don’t really know the reason it’s just not the same what a vacant breath when when you say my name and do you know the weight I’m under when everything revolves around you you you you. soon the shoulder falls
all forgotten handshakes names like falling leaves apathy will spread like wildfire take you away from me. I’m leaning out the window gonna catch the August rain I’m gonna fill your mouth up make you live again and do you know the weight I’m under when everything revolves around you soon the shoulder falls.
:love:
Sarah Slean
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Post by Sid on Dec 16, 2003 4:04:25 GMT -5
Sunset it's gonna shine on, down into my window It's gonna light my room just right Gonna shine and make the pain go
They're gonna run from the rain in case it turn to thunder I ripped out the reason, the truth that dragged you under Speaking in disguises your words are ornamental A vapour trail and then you are gone
And I've got a lesson to learn
There's a lot to be Said for this morbid self-attention The problem lies in my external obession Animal is hungry been sleeping for far too long Gonna fill this lacuna somehow
Thinking of a man I once knew I thought I had the hang of He never learnt that the heart is perishable without love But keep your heart out of it, concentrate your vision I'm lying here like a forfeit awaiting your incision I don't wanna hear about it Your new infatuation I just wanna leave here wearing a smile
And I've got a lesson to learn
There's a lot to be Said for this morbid self-attention The problem lies in my external obsession Oh baby, don't make no difference your preference Come fill this lacuna at least for now
I can think of a good few reasons to get fucked up but You're just looking for an excuse to call yourself a fuck up Walking home without the burden of what it is that you live for She'll still be here when your carnival is over She'll still be here when you are gone
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pandora
Cactus Practice
[M0:21]
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Post by pandora on Jan 2, 2004 2:04:43 GMT -5
swallowing diamonds a cutting throat your teeth when you grin reflecting beams on tombstones a jamboree of surprises playing russian roulette or the lucky clip a clenched fist to your heart coal dust on your lungs a silver tongue for the chosen one heavy magnum in your side or a bloody thorn skating bullets on angel dust in a dead sea of fluid mercury baby piano cries under your heavy index and thumb pull some strings -- let them sing the stars that shine and the stars that shrink in the face of stagnation the water runs before your eyes dazzle it's a glittering prize
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Post by Smurph on Jan 2, 2004 18:15:00 GMT -5
Words like violence Break the silence Come crashing in Into my little world Painful to me Pierce right through me Can't you understand Oh my little girl All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm Vows are spoken To be broken Feelings are intense Words are trivial Pleasures remain So does the pain Words are meaningless And forgettable All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm
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