"So can you understand,
Why I want a daughter why I'm still young?
So I can hold her hand, show her some beauty,
Before this damage is done."
-Arcade Fire, "Suburbs"
I have never heard an artist talk about having kids, loving kids, I am used to hearing hate, spite, self-deprecation, loneliness... it was really just lovely to hear this.
CEMETERY ROW by The Minus 5, feat. Colin Meloy on vocals
Eyes that never close, hands too numb to hold a glass or matchstick.
Everybody knows this old house is cold and crowed with halfwits.
Cemetery Row is not such a bad place -- don't you want to go?
Bars that never close one every corner, Cemetery Row.
Lemonade and gin.
Life is wearing thin by general consensus.
Nothing is a sin.
Fall out of your skin so free and defensless.
Cemetery Row is not such a bad place -- don't you want to go?
Bars that never close one every corner, Cemetery Row.
Used to be afraid.
Now we love to fade into the procession.
No more the insane
Memory lane runs in the other direction
Cemetery Row is not such a bad place -- don't you want to go?
Bars that never close on every corner, Cemetery Row.
I LOVE this thread. I don't know about the most beautiful I would be here all day but one of my favs is sweet thing by van morrison also covered by jeff buckley. I have been debating getting some of the lyrics tattooed on me for years.
And I will stroll the merry way
And jump the hedges first
And I will drink the clear
Clean water for to quench my thirst
And I shall watch the ferry-boats
And they'll get high
On a bluer ocean
Against tomorrow's sky
And I will never grow so old again
And I will walk and talk
In gardens all wet with rain
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing
And I shall drive my chariot
Down your streets and cry
'Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite
And I don't know why'
And you shall take me strongly
In your arms again
And I will not remember
That I even felt the pain.
We shall walk and talk
In gardens all misty and wet with rain
And I will never, never, never
Grow so old again.
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing
And I will raise my hand up
Into the night time sky
And count the stars
That's shining in your eye
Just to dig it all an' not to wonder
That's just fine
And I'll be satisfied
Not to read in between the lines
And I will walk and talk
In gardens all wet with rain
And I will never, ever, ever, ever
Grow so old again.
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
Sugar-baby with your champagne eyes
And your saint-like smile....
"And you want to kill me
in the act of what could maybe
save us from sleep and what we are."
- A Favor House Atlantic
Coheed and Cambria
"Stay with me to guide this dream before they bury me
I've been waiting up all night for you
in a nightmare that was made for you."
-Who Watches the Watchmen?
The Prize Fighter Inferno
"Hell must know
there have been worse things I've done
I hold these hands to receive the sum
purge these days
will we accept the things we must
the world will now learn of change to come
or..... no world."
-The Reaping
Coheed and Cambria
There's no need to argue anymore.
I gave all I could, but it left me so sore.
And the thing that makes me mad,
Is the one thing that I had,
I knew, I knew,
I'd lose you.
You'll always be special to me,
Special to me, to me.
Blue October's Hate Me
"Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you
Hate me in ways
Yeah ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you
I’m sober now for 3 whole months
it’s one accomplishment that you helped me with
The one thing that always tore us apart
is the one thing I won’t touch again
In a sick way I want to thank you
for holding my head up late at night
While I was busy waging wars on myself,
you were trying to stop the fight
You never doubted my warped opinions
on things like suicidal hate
You made me compliment myself
when it was way too hard to take
So I’ll drive so fucking far away that I never cross your mind
And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind"
Blue October's The End
I cocked the pistol pulled the trigger and all I saw was red
Queens of the Stone Age's Mosquito Song
Fat and soft, pink and weak
Foot and thigh, tongue and cheek
You know I'm told they swallow you whole
Skin and bone
Cutting boards and hanging hooks
Bloody knives, cooking books
Promising you won't feel a thing
At all
And all my life,
I've been waiting for someone like you,
To make me smile,
You make me feel alive,
And you're giving me everything,
I've ever wanted in life,
You make me smile,
And I forget to breathe,
What's an angel like you,
Ever do with a devil like me.
When I find out all the reasons
Maybe I'll find another way
Find another day
With all the changing seasons of my life
Maybe I'll get it right next time
An now that you've been broken down
Got your head out of the clouds
You're back down on the ground
And you don't talk so loud
An you don't walk so proud
Any more, and what for
If only you'll hold on, just hold on
I'm here and I'm with you
I'm here too, I feel you
We'll get through
I know this I've seen it
A hundred times a thousand times
Just one more time
With you and I, I'll pull you close
And then we'll say goodbye
this has been in my head since i heard the sad news about MCA:
i want to say a little something that’s long overdue
the disrespect to women has got to be through
to all the mothers and the sisters and the wives and friends
i want to offer my love and respect to the end
As black as the night can get
Everything is safer now
There's always a way to forget
Once you learn to find a way how
In the blur of serenity
Where did everything get lost?
The flowers of naïveté
Buried in a layer of frost
The smell of sunshine
I remember sometimes
Thought he had it all before they called his bluff
Found out that his skin just wasn't thick enough
Wanted to go back to how it was before
Thought he lost everything
Then he lost a whole lot more
A fool's devotion
Swallowed up in empty space
The tears of regret
Frozen to the side of his face
The smell of sunshine
I remember sometimes
I've done all I can do
Could I please come with you?
Sweet smell of sunshine
I remember sometimes
-I'm Looking Forward To Joining You Finally - Nine Inch Nails
MisterSatan said: Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face
Do You Realize - we're floating in space -
Do You Realize - that happiness makes you cry
Do You Realize - that everyone you know someday will die
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round
Do You Realize - Oh - Oh - Oh
Do You Realize - that everyone you know
Someday will die -
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round
Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face
Do You Realize?
The car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel
And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
And a dark wind blows
The government is corrupt
And we're on so many drugs
With the radio on and the curtains drawn
We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is bleeding to death
The sun has fallen down
And the billboards are all leering
And the flags are all dead at the top of their poles
It went like this
The buildings tumbled in on themselves
Mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble and pulled out their hair
The skyline was beautiful on fire
All twisted metal stretching upwards
Everything washed in a thin orange haze
I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful..
These are truly the last days"
You grabbed my hand and we fell into it
Like a daydream or a fever
We woke up one morning and fell a little further down
For sure it's the valley of death
The cemetery is my home
I want to be a part of it, invisible even to the night
Then I'll read poetry to the stones
Maybe one day I could be one of them, wise and silent
Waiting for someone to love me,
waiting for someone to kiss me.
I'm 15 years old and I feel it's already too late to live.
Don't you?
M83, "Graveyard Girl"
But awoken by grief, our spirits speak
How could you believe that the life within the seed
That grew arms that reached and a heart that beat
And lips that smiled and eyes that cried, could ever die?
Hear come the blue skies
Here come the springtime
When the rivers runs high and the tears run dry
When everything that dies, shall rise
Lee
SUICIDEGIRL
Quebec, Canada
MAY 30, 2011 08:36 PM