Ow Monica, the song is beautiful. I almost shed a tear.
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Ow Monica, the song is beautiful. I almost shed a tear.
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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.
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
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
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
"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.
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 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?
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
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
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
Hmmmmmm? Death Metal. Reminds me of O.J. Simpsons email address:
http://www.forwardslash/forwardslash...orardslash/etc.
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 ) ...
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...
Metal isn't music, it's noise.