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    Ow Monica, the song is beautiful. I almost shed a tear.

    Quote Originally Posted by Monica
    I've been listening to R.E.M. for quite a long time but only recently did I discover the song At My Most Beautiful. It's just great!!!!!!!!!!

    At My Most Beautiful

    i've found a way to make you
    i've found a way
    a way to make you smile

    i read bad poetry
    into your machine
    i save your messages
    just to hear your voice
    you always listen carefully
    to awkward rhymes
    you always say your name
    like i wouldn't know it's you
    at your most beautiful

    i've found a way to make you
    i've found a way
    a way to make you smile

    at my most beautiful
    i count your eyelashes secretly
    with every one whisper i love you
    i let you sleep
    i know you're closed eye watching me
    listening
    i thought i saw a smile

    i've found a way to make you
    i've found a way
    a way to make you smile

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    I love Jeff Buckley...

    Last Goodbye

    French part :
    ( Quoi ? qu'est ce que c'est ? / What ? what's this?
    Qu'est ce que c'est piaf ? / What is piaf ?
    Ah Paris ! Manger beaucoup le fromage ! / Ah Paris ! Eat a lot of cheese !
    La la la la la last goodbye... )
    This is our last goodbye
    I hate to feel the love between us die
    But it's over
    Just hear this and then i'll go
    You gave me more to live for
    More than you'll ever know

    This is our last embrace
    Must I dream and always see your face
    Why can't we overcome this wall
    Well, maybe it's just because i didn't know you at all

    Kiss me, please kiss me
    But kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation
    You know it makes me so angry 'cause i know that in time
    I'll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye

    Did you say 'no, this can't happen to me,'
    And did you rush to the phone to call
    Was there a voice unkind in the back of your mind
    Saying maybe you didn't know him at all
    You didn't know him at all, oh, you didn't know

    Well, the bells out in the church tower chime
    Burning clues into this heart of mine
    Thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memories
    Offer signs that it's over... it's over

    This is another one of his songs- I could post all of them they are so great but I'll rather advise you to check his website: jeffbuckley.com

    Lilac Wine

    I lost myself on a cool damp night
    I gave myself in that misty light
    Was hypnotized by a strange delight
    Under a lilac tree

    I made wine from the lilac tree
    Put my heart in its recipe
    It makes me see what I want to see
    And be what I want to be

    When I think more than I want to think
    Do things I never should do
    I drink much more that I ought to drink
    Because it brings me back you

    Lilac wine is sweet and heady,
    Like my love
    Lilac wine, I feel unsteady,
    Like my love

    Listen to me, I cannot see clearly
    Isn't that she, coming to me
    Nearly here

    Lilac wine is sweet and heady,
    Where's my love
    Lilac wine, I feel unsteady,
    Where's my love

    Listen to me, why is everything so hazy
    Isn't that she, or am I just going crazy, dear

    Lilac wine, I feel unready for my love
    Feel unready, for my love.
    I hope death is joyful, and I hope I'll never return -Frida Khalo

    If I seem insensitive to what you are going through, understand it's the way I am- Mr. Spock

    Personally, I think that the unique and supreme delight lies in the certainty of doing 'evil'–and men and women know from birth that all pleasure lies in evil. - Baudelaire

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    If we're doin lyrics then we can't miss Don't Tread On Me- Metallica


    Don't Tread On Me

    Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail
    once you provoke her, rattling of her tail
    never begins it, never, but once engaged...
    never surrenders, showing the fangs of rage

    don't tread on me

    so be it
    threaten no more
    to secure peace is to prepare for war
    so be it
    settle the score
    touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore...

    don't tread on me

    love it or leave it, she with the deadly bite
    quick is the blue tongue, forked as lighting strike
    shining with brightness, always on surveillance
    the eyes, they never close, emblem of vigilance

    don't tread on me

    so be it
    threaten no more
    to secure peace is to prepare for war
    so be it
    settle the score
    touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore...

    don't tread on me

    so be it
    threaten no more
    to secure peace is to prepare for war

    liberty or death, what we so proudly hail
    once you provoke her, rattling on her tail

    so be it
    threaten no more
    to secure peace is to prepare for war
    so be it
    settle the score
    touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore...

    don't tread on me
    currently in my world of insanity and randomism

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    i seen damien rice live at U of T 2 years ago and it was my first concert and surprisingly i love his music the concert was awsome so yeah i just wanted to share that peice
    When your looking back it's a lot easier to run straight into a tree.....

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    Fifty Years From Now - Dick Gaughan

    It's hard times in the cities,
    And its hard times on the land,
    But the stockbrokers and bankers,
    Say that things are looking grand,
    The economy's on the upturn,
    And they've made a solemn vow,
    That we'll feel the benefits,
    In, maybe fifty years from now

    Fifty years from now,
    Maybe fifty years from now,
    We'll be ankle deep in gold dust,
    Fifty years from now,
    Stop this selfish whining,
    Look for the silver lining,
    Prosperity's around the corner,
    fifty years from now

    The government has done its best,
    to bring prosperity,
    But all its work is threatened,
    by the likes of you and me,
    If we're to be competitive,
    It just cant be ignored,
    That eating is a luxury,
    We simply cant afford

    Fifty years from now,
    Maybe fifty years from now,
    It'll all be milk and honey,
    Fifty years from now,
    In the meantime keep your trap shut,
    And bear it with a grin,
    And do your starving gracefully,
    Or else they'll run you in

    The butters piled in mountains,
    We're producing far too much,
    But we cant afford to buy a bit,
    To spread upon our crusts,
    The seas are full of fish,
    That the fishing fleets could catch,
    But if they did the EEC,
    Would make them throw them back

    Fifty years from now,
    Maybe fifty years from now,
    Tell the gas board that you'll pay the bill,
    Fifty years from now,
    If you're old or on the dole,
    Then I know you'll be consoled,
    By the thought that it'll be much better,
    Fifty years from now

    We cant go building hospitals,
    We need the cash for guns,
    Our generals and admirals,
    Must have their bit of fun,
    And schools dont bring the profits back,
    Like nuclear guns and tanks,
    That's why the country's overrun,
    By missile toting yanks

    Fifty years from now,
    Maybe fifty years from now,
    We'll be blackened heaps of cinders,
    Fifty years from now,
    If we let them have their way,
    Without fighting back today,
    There'll be nothing left worth fighting for,
    In fifty years from now
    There once was a scotsman named Drew
    Who put too much wine in his stew
    He felt a bit drunk
    And fell off his bunk
    And landed smack into his shoe
    ~(C) Ms Niamh Anne King

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    "October"~Evanescence

    I can't run anymore,
    I fall before you,
    Here I am,
    I have nothing left,
    Though I've tried to forget,
    You're all that I am,
    Take me home,
    I'm through fighting it,
    Broken,
    Lifeless,
    I give up,
    You're my only strength,
    Without you,
    I can't go on,
    Anymore,
    Ever again.

    My only hope,
    (All the times I've tried)
    My only peace,
    (To walk away from you)
    My only joy,
    My only strength,
    (I fall into your abounding grace)
    My only power,
    My only life,
    (And love is where I am)
    My only love.

    I can't run anymore,
    I give myself to you,
    I'm sorry,
    I'm sorry,
    In all my bitterness,
    I ignored,
    All that's real and true,
    All I need is you,
    When night falls on me,
    I'll not close my eyes,
    I'm too alive,
    And you're too strong,
    I can't lie anymore,
    I fall down before you,
    I'm sorry,
    I'm sorry.

    My only hope,
    (All the times I've tried)
    My only peace,
    (To walk away from you)
    My only joy,
    My only strength,
    (I fall into your abounding grace)
    My only power,
    My only life,
    (And love is where I am)
    My only love.

    Constantly ignoring,
    The pain consuming me,
    But this time it's cut too deep,
    I'll never stray again.

    My only hope,
    (All the times I've tried)
    My only peace,
    (To walk away from you)
    My only joy,
    My only strength,
    (I fall into your abounding grace)
    My only power,
    My only life,
    (And love is where I am)
    My only love,
    My only hope,
    (All the times I've tried)
    My only peace,
    (To walk away from you)
    My only joy,
    My only strength,
    (I fall into your abounding grace)
    My only power,
    My only life,
    (And love is where I am)
    My only love.
    When your looking back it's a lot easier to run straight into a tree.....

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    I love Evanescence
    here is one of my fave by Amy

    tourniquet

    i tried to kill the pain
    but only brought more
    i lay dying
    and i'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal
    i'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
    am i too lost to be saved
    am i too lost?

    my God my tourniquet
    return to me salvation
    my God my tourniquet
    return to me salvation

    do you remember me
    lost for so long
    will you be on the other side
    or will you forget me
    i'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
    am i too lost to be saved
    am i too lost?

    my God my tourniquet
    return to me salvation
    my God my tourniquet
    return to me salvation

    my wounds cry for the grave
    my soul cries for deliverance
    will i be denied Christ
    tourniquet
    my suicide
    I hope death is joyful, and I hope I'll never return -Frida Khalo

    If I seem insensitive to what you are going through, understand it's the way I am- Mr. Spock

    Personally, I think that the unique and supreme delight lies in the certainty of doing 'evil'–and men and women know from birth that all pleasure lies in evil. - Baudelaire

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    Black - Pearl Jam

    I love this one.

    Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay,
    were laid spread out before me as her body once did.
    All five horizons revolved around her soul
    as the earth to the sun.
    Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn.

    And all I taught her was everything.
    I know she gave me all that she wore
    and now my bitter hands shake beneath the clouds
    of what was everything
    All the pictures had all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
    I take a walk outside, I'm surrounded by some kids at play.
    I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear?
    And twisted thoughts that spin round my head...
    I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning.
    How quick the sun can drop away...
    And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
    of what was everything
    All the pictures had all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
    All the love gone bad, turned my world to black
    tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be..

    I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be the sun
    in somebody else's sky, but why
    why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine?
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    This lylic of Lou Reed is not dark and immoral so that I can feel symphathy with it, though I also like lylics of "Walk on the Wild Side" and "Vicious."

    It is dedicated his master, Delmore Schwartz.

    Lou Reed "My House" from Blue Mask

    The image of the poet's in the breeze
    Canadian geese are flying above the trees
    A mist is hanging gently on the lake
    my house is very beautiful at night

    My friend and teacher occupies a spare room
    he's dead, at peace at last the wandering Jew
    Other friends had put stones on his grave
    he was the first great man that I had ever met

    Sylvia and I got out our Ouija Board
    to dial a spirit, across the room it soared
    We were happy and amazed at what we saw
    blazing stood the proud and regal name Delmore

    Delmore, I missed all your funny ways
    I missed your jokes and the brilliant things you said
    My Dedalus to your Bloom, was such a perfect wit
    and to find you in my house makes things perfect

    I really got a lucky life
    my writing, my motorcycle and my wife
    And to top it all off a spirit of pure poetry
    is living in this stone and wood house with me

    The image of the poet's in the breeze
    Canadian geese are flying above the trees
    A mist is hanging gently on the lake
    our house is very beautiful at night

    Our house is very beautiful at night
    our house is very beautiful at night
    Our house is very beautiful at night
    Every reader is, when he reads, reading only about himself. (Marcel Proust)

    People say life is the thing, but I prefer reading. (Logan Pearsall Smith)

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    like I've said I love Buckley

    Jeff Buckley
    Lover, You Should've Come Over

    Looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
    Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
    And maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
    But tonight you're on my mind so you never know

    When i'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
    Where are you tonight, child you know how much i need it
    Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run

    Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
    And much too blind to see the damage he's done
    Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one

    So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn
    Will I ever see your sweet return
    Oh will I ever learn

    Oh lover, you should've come over
    'Cause it's not too late

    Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
    Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
    My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come

    It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
    It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her
    It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
    It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever

    Well maybe i'm just too young
    To keep good love from going wrong

    Oh... lover, you should've come over
    'Cause it's not too late

    Well I feel too young to hold on
    And i'm much too old to break free and run
    Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage i've done
    Sweet lover, you should've come over
    Oh, love well i'm waiting for you

    Lover, you should've come over
    'Cause it's not too late
    I hope death is joyful, and I hope I'll never return -Frida Khalo

    If I seem insensitive to what you are going through, understand it's the way I am- Mr. Spock

    Personally, I think that the unique and supreme delight lies in the certainty of doing 'evil'–and men and women know from birth that all pleasure lies in evil. - Baudelaire

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    Death Metal is amazing like You're Better Off Dead by Children of Bodom.

    Alright!

    Hey, what's the matter with you, whatcha tryin' to do?
    We're wrecking our brains, and I don't get it
    Did I ever hurt you in any way?
    If I did then hear my apology: **** you!
    I'd give anything to batter you down all the way to six feet under
    And why on earth should I stop until I see your ******* *** drop?
    Mind your own business and leave mine alone
    Take a look in the real world for a sec
    It's a hell for heroes and heaven for fools
    It makes you the luckiest bastard on the earth
    In the prejudiced mind you narrow yourself in
    I am the servant while you're the king

    Tomorrow is a better day to be
    You're better off dead than ******* with me
    What if there ain't no tomorrow?
    Well let me tell you, there wasn't one today

    Hey! Would you love me to death, to where noone has gone?
    You're the only one for me in this weak flesh and blood!

    In the prejudiced mind you narrow yourself in
    I am the servant while you're the king!

    Oh, ya gotta get me out!
    Tomorrow is a better day to be
    You're better off dead than ******* with me
    What if there ain't no tomorrow?
    Well let me tell you, there wasn't one today
    currently in my world of insanity and randomism

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    Hmmmmmm? Death Metal. Reminds me of O.J. Simpsons email address:

    http://www.forwardslash/forwardslash...orardslash/etc.

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    Hyper-ballad
    by Björk

    We live on a mountain
    Right at the top
    There's a beautiful view
    From the top of the mountain
    Every morning I walk towards the edge
    And throw little things off
    Like car-parts, bottles and cutlery
    Or whatever I find lying around
    It's become a habit
    A way to start the day

    I go through all this
    Before you wake up
    So I can feel happier
    To be safe up here with you

    I go through all this
    Before you wake up
    So I can feel happier
    To be safe up here with you

    It's real early morning
    No-one is awake
    I'm back at my cliff
    Still throwing things off

    I listen to the sounds they make
    On their way down
    I follow with my eyes 'til they crash
    Imagine what my body would sound like
    Slamming against those rocks
    When it lands
    Will my eyes
    Be closed or open?

    I go through all this
    Before you wake up
    So I can feel happier
    To be safe up here with you

    I go through all this
    Before you wake up
    So I can feel happier
    To be safe up here with you

    I go through all this
    Before you wake up
    So I can feel happier
    To be safe up here with you

    Safe up ( here with you ) ...

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    Placebo, 36 Degrees:

    We were tied,
    but it falls apart
    as silver turns to blue
    waxing with the candle light
    and burning just for you
    allocate your sentiments and stick it in a box
    ive never been an extrovert,
    but im still breathing

    some one tried to do me ache

    that's what im afraid of

    heind sight
    i was more than blind
    lost without a clue
    thought i was getting carrat gold
    but what i got was you
    stuck inside the circumstance
    its lonley at the top
    ive always been an introvert, happily bleeding

    someone tried to do me ache...

    that's what Im afraid of...

    4,7,2,3,9,8,5 I gotta breath to stay alive
    and 1,4,2,9,7,8 feels like Im gonna suffocate
    14,16,22, skin that turns to blister blue...
    shoulders, toes and knees
    Im 36 degrees,
    shoulders, toes and knees
    Im 36 degrees...

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    Metal isn't music, it's noise.

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