Guest Posted October 7, 2002 Share Posted October 7, 2002 DO YOU STILL BELIEVE by Elsa Raven I had a dream that I could fly I can feel each moment as time goes by We'd never be too far away, You would always be here, I heard you say I never thought Thought that it would be our last goodbye (our last goodbye.) I still can dream That one day love will fall out from the sky Do you still remember all the time that has gone by? (do you believe?) Do you still believe that love can fall out from the sky? If from where you're standing, you can see the sky above I'll be waiting for you, if you still believe in love (do you still believe?) Find a way to bring back yesterday Find a way to love I hope we stay When tomorrow becomes today Love will find a way I'll be waiting for you, in my heart you are the one If I cannot find you, I will look up to the sun (do you believe, do you believe?) If from where you're standing, you can see the sky above I'll be waiting for you, if you still believe in love Do you believe? Do you believe? Do you still remember all the time that has gone by? Do you still believe that love can fall out from the sky? If from where you're standing, you can see the sky above (do you believe?) I'll be waiting for you, if you still believe in love Do you believe? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted October 8, 2002 Share Posted October 8, 2002 here are two songs "Life Goes On" LeAnn Rimes Life goes on, life goes on Life goes on, life goes on You sucked me in And played my mind Just like a toy You were crank and wind Baby I would give till you wore it out You left me lyin' in a pool of doubt And you're still thinkin' you're the Daddy Mac You should've known better but you didn't And I can't go back Oh life goes on And it's only gonna make me strong It's a fact, once you get on board Say good-bye cause you can't go back Oh it's a fight, and I really wanna get it right Where I'm at, is my life before me And this feelin' that I can go back Life goes on Wish I knew then What I know now You held all the cards And sold me out Baby shame on you, if you fool me once Shame on me if you fool me twice You've been a pretty hard case to crack Should've known better but I didn't And I can't go back Oh life goes on And it's only gonna make me strong It's a fact, once you get on board Say good-bye cause you can't go back Oh it's a fight, and I really wanna get it right Where I'm at, is my life before me And this feelin' that I can go back Life goes on Na, na, na, na, na Life goes on Na, Na, Na, Na, It made me strong Oh yeah, got this feeling that I can't go back Life goes on, life goes on, and it's only gonna me strong Life goes on, life goes on, and on and on shame on you, if you fool me once Shame on me if you fool me twice You've been a pretty hard case to crack Should've known better but I didn't And I can't go back Na, na, na, na, na Life goes on Na, Na, Na, Na It made me strong Oh yeah Gotta feelin' that I can't go back No I can't go back Oh yeah I've gotta go now I'm moving on No turning back 'Cause you made me strong i didnt really realize this song would have such an impact on me when we sang it for chours last sept. it was right after my r**e and i didnt want to do a memoral service for a friend but after awhile of reharseing i realized what it actually ment to me at that time. Artist: Bill Withers Song: Lean On Me Sometimes in our lives we all have pain We all have sorrow But if we are wise We know that there's always tomorrow Lean on me, when you're not strong And I'll be your friend I'll help you carry on For it won't be long 'Til I'm gonna need Somebody to lean on Please swallow your pride If I have things you need to borrow For no one can fill those of your needs That you don't let show Lean on me, when you're not strong And I'll be your friend I'll help you carry on For it won't be long 'Til I'm gonna need Somebody to lean on If there is a load you have to bear That you can't carry I'm right up the road I'll share your load If you just call me So just call on me brother, when you need a hand We all need somebody to lean on I just might have a problem that you'd understand We all need somebody to lean on Lean on me when you're not strong And I'll be your friend I'll help you carry on For it won't be long Till I'm gonna need Somebody to lean on Lean on me… Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted October 10, 2002 Share Posted October 10, 2002 Cry - Faith Hill If I had just one tear running down your cheek Maybe I could cope maybe I'd get some sleep If I had just one moment at your expense Maybe all my misery would be well spent Could you cry a little Lie just a little Pretend that you're feeling a little more pain I gave now I'm wanting Something in return So cry just a little for me If your love could be caged, honey. I would hold the key And conceal it underneath that pile of lies you handed me And you'd hunt and those lies They'd be all you'd ever find And that'd be all you'd have to know For me to be fine And you'd cry a little You'd die just a little And baby I would feel just a little less pain I gave now from wanting Something in return So cry just a little for me Give it up baby A whimper would be fine Some kind of clue that You're doing time Some kind of heartache Honey give it a try I don't want pity I just want what is mine Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted October 10, 2002 Share Posted October 10, 2002 Here are some songs that I related very strongly to: H. by Tool What's coming through is alive. What's holding up is a mirror. But what's singing songs is a snake looking to turn this piss to wine. They're both totally void of hate, but killing me just the same. The snake behind me hisses what my damage could have been. My blood before me begs me: open up my heart again. And I feel this coming over like a storm again. considerately. Venomous voice, tempts me, drains me, bleeds me, leaves me cracked and empty. Drags me down like some sweet gravity. The snake behind me hisses what my damage could have been. My blood before me begs me open up my heart again. And I feel this coming over like a storm again. I am too connected to you to slip away, to fade away. Days away I still feel you touching me, changing me, and considerately killing me. Without the skin, beneath the storm, under these tears the walls came down. And the snake is drowned and as I look in his eyes, my fear begins to fade recalling all of those times. I could have cried then. I should have cried then. And as the walls come down and as I look in your eyes my fear begins to fade recalling all of the times I have died and will die. It's all right. I don't mind. I am too connected to you to slip away, to fade away. Days away I still feel you touching me, changing me, and considerately killing me. FortySix n Two by Tool My shadow's Shedding skin and I've been picking scabs again. I'm down digging through my old muscles looking for a clue. I've been crawling on my belly clearing out what could've been. I've been wallowing in my own confused and insecure delusions for a piece to cross me over or a word to guide me in. I wanna feel the changes coming down. I wanna know what I've been hiding in my shadow. Change is coming through my shadow. My shadow's shedding skin I've been picking my scabs again. I've been crawling on my belly clearing out what could've been I've been wallowing in my own chaotic and insecure delusions. I wanna feel the change consume me, feel the outside turning in. I wanna feel the metamorphosis and cleansing I've endured within my shadow. Change is coming. Now is my time. Listen to my muscle memory. Contemplate what I've been clinging to. Forty-six and two ahead of me. I choose to live and to grow, take and give and to move, learn and love and to cry, kill and die and to be paranoid and to lie, hate and fear and to do what it takes to move through. I choose to live and to lie, kill and give and to die, learn and love and to do what it takes to step through. See my shadow changing, stretching up and over me soften this old armor. hoping I can clear the way by stepping through my shadow, coming out the other side. Step into the shadow. Forty six and two are just ahead of me. This song I can relate to in part... beyond it, a) its more male-related, b)i think it turns into the idea of spawning another abuser through abuse, and it leaves relevance to me, but not to issues of child abuse. The despair and lack of control even over oneslef is a signature for many of us. The damage of child abuse here is wry and paradoxically, disturbingly heart-tearing. Prison Sex by Tool It took so long to remember just what happened. I was so young and vestal then, you know it hurt me, but I'm breathing so I guess I'm still alive even if signs seem to tell me otherwise. I've got my hands bound, my head down, my eyes closed, and my throat wide open. Do unto others what has been done to you. I'm treading water, I need to sleep a while. My lamb and martyr, you look so precious. Won't you come a bit closer, close enough so I can smell you. I need you to feel this, I can't stand to burn too long. Released in this sodomy. For one sweet moment I am whole. Do unto you now what has been done to me. You're breathing so I guess you're still alive even if signs seem to tell me otherwise. Won't you come just a bit closer, close enough so I can smell you. I need you to feel this. I need this to make me whole. There's release in this sodomy. For I am your witness that blood and flesh can be trusted. And only this one holy medium brings me piece of mind. Got your hands bound, your head down, your eyes closed. You look so precious now. I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this shit blood and cum on my hands. I've come round full circle. My lamb and martyr, this will be over soon. You look so precious. Rose by A Perfect Circle Don't disturb The beast The tempermental goat The snail while he's feeding on the Rose Stay frozen, compromising What I will I am Bend around The wind silently thrown about Again I'm treading so Soft and lightly Compromising my will I am I am I will So no longer Will I Lay down Play dead Play your doe in the headlights locked down and terrified Your deer in the headlights shot down and horrified when Push comes to pull comes to shove Comes to step around this Self-destructing dance that never would've ended till I Rose, I roared aloud here I will I am. I am I will So no longer Will I Lay down Lay dead Play this Kneel down Gun-shy Martyr Pitiful I rose, I roared I will I am (Edited by erzulin at 12:16 am on Oct. 10, 2002) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted October 23, 2002 Share Posted October 23, 2002 <font color="purple" font size="1"> Stevie Nicks is my healer. Anything by her.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted October 28, 2002 Share Posted October 28, 2002 This song is relatively new but I love listening to it in my car, blasting, driving...its filled with pain and when i hear him venting, it helps me release some of my anger Its a song called "Whole" by Flaw Flaw Whole So Maybe I am Bound By Fate A Problematic Scarring Induced By Hate It Never Seems To All Pan Out Is That What All This Teaching Is Needed To Scout You Seemed To Have A Bad Effect Your Rules And Contradictions I would Neglect Though Not My Fault You Made Me Feel Like My Own Education Wasnt Truly Real Then You Came Right In Tearing Out My Soul How Could All This Loss Be Your Only Goal I`m Left Standing Here Desperate In The Cold Since You Took Your Life Mine Has not Been Whole So There I Stood A Scolded Child The Reasons Never Questioned My Pains Been Filed Inside This Place That Makes Me Feel I learned Life Is Unfair And That Is Very Real [Chorus] While You Try To Overcome The Lesson Makeing The most Of Those Questions That Just Keeps Me Guessing I`m Looking Longer, Harder, Further Than I Ever Have Solitude Breaking Me Down You Always Seemed Glad To Put Me down And Stick Me In That little Pit Personal Growth As A child That Mattered Not A Bit Then I Became The Person That You Hated Most Disrespecting The Father, Son, And Holy Ghost A Small Example Of What The Things You`ve Done To Me Have Changed In My Life And Changed The Things I`ll Never Be I`ll Never Be Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted November 3, 2002 Share Posted November 3, 2002 Because I'm a classical music freak, some classical picks Tempestously emotional: Grieg Piano Concerto or the Elgar Cello Concerto Crying music: Ravel Pavane for a Dead Princess (one of the most beautiful melodies EVER) The-world-is-really-an-okay-place music: Mozart Piano Concerto K.488, Brahms Symphony No. 4, Schumann Symphony No. 1 Angry music: Shostakovitch String Quartet No. 8 So I'm a dork. I'm a conservatory student: I can't help it! DancingWolfGrrl Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angry binky Posted November 3, 2002 Share Posted November 3, 2002 I'm alive By: Heather Nova ****T**** Your hands were covered in paint The pillow smothered my cry You were half charmer half snake I lived in dreamtime But I'm alive; I survived you And the bitter taste, the years I wasted All the hate is gone 'Cause I'm Alive Some nights I'd sleep in the car Just to escape you You drove devotion too far No-one could save you But I'm alive; I survived you And the bitter taste, the years I wasted All the hate is gone 'Cause I'm Alive I still have visions of you I still have nights to get through And when the trust isn't true I have these visions of you, visions of you But I'm alive; I survived you And the bitter taste, the years I wasted All the hate is gone cause I'm alive Ride on and fade away There's nothing more to say Ride on and fade away There's nothing more to say Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gabriel Posted November 4, 2002 Share Posted November 4, 2002 i listen to mostly things like system of a down because they scream and yell. It helps get the anger out. "Aerials" Life is a waterfall we're one in the river and one again after the fall swimming through the void we hear the word we lose ourselves but we find it all.... cause we are the ones that want to play always want to go but you never want to stay and we are the ones that want to choose always want to play but you never want to lose aerials, in the sky when you lose small mind you free your life life is a waterfall we drink from the river then we turn around and put up our walls swimming through the void we hear the word we lose ourselves but we find it all... cause we are the ones that want to play always want to go but you never want to stay and we are the ones that want to choose always want to play but you never want to lose aerials, in the sky when you lose small mind you free your life aerials, so up high when you free your eyes eternal prize aerials, in the sky when you lose small mind you free your life aerials, so up high when you free your eyes eternal prize Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Eye of the Tiger Posted November 10, 2002 Share Posted November 10, 2002 SLUT - by Daniella's Daze I bet you thought you had unlimited access to my body and my soul But things have changed Now I am in control Cos after two years, seven months and fourteen days I thought it was time To put you in my place I'm sorry, so sorry To have to tie your hands behind your back But you were no good in the sack I'm sorry, so sorry For putting up with those stupid lies For the blindfold over your eyes Just one more thing Before I nail the coffin shut Don't call me slut Don't call me slut Just one more thing Before I nail the coffin shut Don't call me slut Don't call me slut, slut You should've never called me slut No more putting up with those phony alibis No more salty tears in my beautiful blue eyes No more cheap cologne on your body Ooh, I hate that smell As far as I'm concerned You can go straight to #### I'm sorry, so sorry I hope you're comfortable my dear And don't you cry - I hate those tears I'm sorry, so sorry To see you lying there so still To have to do this against your will Just one more thing Before I nail the coffin shut Don't call me slut Don't call me slut Just one more thing Before I nail the coffin shut Don't call me slut Don't call me slut, slut You should've never called me slut... Now say goodbye you little fuck Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SilentFlight Posted November 12, 2002 Share Posted November 12, 2002 Hmm... nifty topic... Music has definitely helped in healing, even before I was ready to heal, but for me there aren't always lyrics. I have a few guitars (and basses and a piano and a few other keyboards and whatnot) lying around, and sometimes the most wonderful thing in the world was to pick up and play. You won't find me at the top of any chart, or on any major album. I'm not particularily good as a musician, but I love to play, alone or with others. Sometimes the music reaches me more than the lyrics... the guitar solo on Pink Floyd's 'Comfortably Numb', the entire nonvocal part of Supertramp's "Fool's Overture", the bass line to Tori Amos's 'Sugar' or 'Past the Mission'. I can't tell you how many others... Lightnin' Hopkins on an ols scratchy recording, Duke Ellington... Peter Gabriel's 'Here Comes The Flood'..."When the Flood comes you have no home, you have no warmth. In the thunder crash you're 1000 miles within a flash- don't be afraid to cry at what you see: The act is gone, there's only you and me. And if we wake before the dawn, we'll use up who we used to be... [chorus] Lord, here comes the flood. We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood. If again the seas are shining in eddies still alive, it'll be those who give their islands who survive. Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry..." Or his 'Salsbury Hill' "...I was feeling part of the scenery. I just walked right out of the machinery, my heart going boom boom boom..." Most any blues tune helps... it's an attitude thing- you know, however bad it is, even if it gets worse, it's all gonna work out in the end. Not that I need to quote it here- most if not all of you probably know the lyrics to Tori Amos' 'Silent All These Years' by heart. "...years go by will I still be waiting for somebody else to understand?" Had a tremendous impact on me. Somebody else DID understand! And Danielle LoPresti's "Say IT!" is also very powerful. (but triggery if you look her up- she pulls no punches) Music is a lot like painting a picture, sounds for color and emotion for texture. It's a mirror, a comfort, an inspiration, a shared tear, support, and a channel for all the bad energy, which through creation turns good. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SilentFlight Posted November 12, 2002 Share Posted November 12, 2002 Neil Young's 'Human Highway' I came down from the misty mountains I got lost on the Human Highway Take my head refreshing fountain take my eyes from what they've seen Take my hand and change my mind... How could people get so unkind? I came down from the crooked mansion I went looking for the DJ's daughter Some folks say my name is on the line Now my name is on the line How could people get so unkind? repeat first verse... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hilary Posted November 12, 2002 Share Posted November 12, 2002 a couple of songs by my favorite, tom waits... hold on they hung a sign up in our town 'if you live it up you won't live it down' so, she left monte rio, son just like a bullet leaves a gun with charcoal eyes and monroe hips she went and took that california trip well, the moon was gold, her hair like wind she said don't look back just come on jim (chorus) oh you got to hold on, hold on you got to hold on take my hand, i'm standing right here you gotta hold on well, he gave her a dimestore watch and a ring made from a spoon everyone's looking for someone to blame but you share my bed, you share my name well, go ahead and call the cops you don't meet nice girls in coffee shops she said baby, i still love you sometimes there's nothin left to do oh you got to hold on, hold on you got to hold on take my hand, i'm standing right here, you go to just hold on well god bless your crooked little heart st. louis got the best of you i miss your broken-china voice how i wish you were still here with me well, you build it up, you wreck it down you burn your mansion to the ground when there's nothing left to keep you here, when you're falling behind in this big blue world oh you got to hold on, hold on you got to hold on take my hand, i'm standing right here you gotta hold on down by the riverside motel, it's 10 below and falling by a 99 cent store she closed her eyes and started swaying but it's so hard to dance that way when it's cold and there's no music well your old hometown is so far away but, inside your head there's a record that's playing, a song called hold on, hold on you got to hold on take my hand, i'm standing right here and just hold on oh you got to hold on, hold on you got to hold on take my hand, i'm standing right here you gotta hold on ----------------------------------------------- georgia lee (about a local tragedy, a 12 year old murdered) cold was the night, hard was the ground they found her in a small grove of trees lonesome was the place where georgia was found. she's too young to be out on the street why wasn't god watching? why wasn't god listening? why wasn't god there for georgia lee? ida said she couldn't keep georgia from dropping out of school i was doing the best that i could but she kept runnin away from this world these children are so hard to raise good why wasn't god watching? why wasn't god listening? why wasn't god there for georgia lee? close your eyes and count to ten i will go and hide but then be sure to find me. i want you to find me and we'll play all over we will play all over again theres a toad in the witch grass there's a crow in the corn wild flowers on a cross by the road and somewhere a baby is crying for her mom as the hills turn from green back to gold why wasn't god watching? why wasn't god listening? why wasn't god there for georgia lee? a little rain the ice man's mule is parked outside the bar where a man with missing fingers plays a strange guitar and a german dwarf dances with the butcher's son and a little rain never hurt noone and a little rain never hurt noone they're dancing on the roof and the ceiling's coming down i sleep with my shovel and my leather gloves a little trouble makes it worth the going and a little rain never hurt noone the world is round and so i'll go around you must risk something that matters my hands are strong i'll take any man here if it's worth the going it's worth the ride she was 15 years old and she'd never seen the ocean she climbed into a van with a vagabond and the last thing she said was "i love you mom" and a little rain never hurt noone and a little rain never hurt noone (Edited by hilary at 1:02 am on Nov. 12, 2002) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted November 12, 2002 Share Posted November 12, 2002 This is a melancholic song I heard played by Jeff Buckley though the original version is French by Edith Piaf. I think It reaches to the kid inside. He plays it with an arpeggio that sounds like the sound of a merry go round music, it's just beautiful. Je n’en Connais Pas La Fin – Edith Piaf I used to know a little square So long ago when I was small All summer long it had a fair And at the close of everyday I could be found dancing around A merry-go-round that used to play Oh mon amour , à toi toujours Dans tes grands yeux , rien que nous deux All summer long my little fair Made everyday like a holiday Night after night it used to play And people came there from so far away And everyone sang that little tune All around town you heard it played Even Pepi from Napoli He sang to Marie this serenade Oh mon amour , à toi toujours Dans tes grands yeux , rien que nous deux I can’t forget my little square Even though I’m so far away I can’t forget my little fair Maybe it’s still there , still there today I sometimes hear that little tune Playing in a dream of long ago And in my brain runs the refrain That old French refrain I used to know Oh mon amour , à toi toujours Dans tes grands yeux , rien que nous deux Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mithril Posted November 13, 2002 Share Posted November 13, 2002 two songs i find incredibly cathartic are "big man with a gun" and "closer", both from the album The Downward Spiral by Nine Inch Nails. i won't post the lyrics because they are very explicit, but #### something in them works for me. it feels good to put them on really loud and just let it go, or sometimes yell along with them. luv'n'hugs, mithril Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Laney Posted November 14, 2002 Share Posted November 14, 2002 As anyone who chats with me knows....My name is Laney (hi Laney) and I'm a Staind addict... Outside And you Bring me to my knees Again All the times That I could beg you please In vain All the times That I felt insecure For you But I leave My burdens at the door But I'm on the outside And I'm looking in I can see through you I can see your true colors 'Cause inside your ugly Your ugly like me I can see through you See to the real you All the times That I felt like this won't end Was for you And I taste What I could never have It's from you All the times That I've tried My intentions Full of pride But I waste More time than anyone But I'm on the outside And I'm looking in I can see through you See your true colors 'Cause inside your ugly Your ugly like me I can see through you See to the real you All the times That I've cried All this wasted It's all inside And I feel All this pain Stuffed it down It's back again And I lie Here in bed All alone I can't mend But I feel Tomorrow will be OK But I'm on the outside And I'm looking in I can see through you See your true colors 'Cause inside your ugly Your ugly like me I can see through you See to the real you And this is better when Staind sings it, but it's by Pearl Jam Black Hey...oooh... 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 Ooh, and all I taught her was everything Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds Of what was everything? Oh, the pictures have 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 Oh, 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 have 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 be...yeah... Uh huh...uh huh...ooh... I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star In somebody else's sky, but why Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Laney Posted November 14, 2002 Share Posted November 14, 2002 how did I forget this one???? One Last Breath- Creed Please come now I think I'm falling I'm holding on to all I think is safe It seems I found the road to nowhere And I'm trying to escape I yelled back when I heard thunder But I'm down to one last breath And with it let me say Let me say Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking That maybe six feet Ain't so far down I'm looking down now that it's over Reflecting on all of my mistakes I thought I found the road to somewhere Somewhere in His grace I cried out 'Heaven save me' But I'm down to one last breath And with it let me say Let me say Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking That maybe six feet Ain't so far down Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking That maybe six feet Ain't so far down Sad eyes follow me But I still believe there's something left for me So please come stay with me Cause I still believe there's something left for you and me For you and me For you and me Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking That maybe six feet Ain't so far down Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking That maybe six feet Ain't so far down Please come now I think I'm falling I'm holding on to all I think is safe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Eye of the Tiger Posted November 15, 2002 Share Posted November 15, 2002 I love this thread! UNFORGIVEN - Belinda Carlisle Always trying to clean up my catastrophes Taking full responsibility Living my life like every day is the last Remodelling the wreckage of my past But when it comes to you I know I said I do But I don't... No I don't! You're unforgiven So go on living Knowing that I've unforgiven you And my thanksgiving Came the day I saw it was okay To unforgive you Confessing every sin doesn't make me a saint Even though it's obvious I changed Once I forgave you but I did not forget Now I'm taking back everything I said You're unforgiven So go on living Knowing that I've unforgiven you And my thanksgiving Came the day I saw it was okay To unforgive you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest el Posted November 15, 2002 Share Posted November 15, 2002 Thanks for the songs guys I'm DL some. I wanted to add a beautiful and optimistic song, Solsbury Hill by Peter Gabriel. He sings it with a lot of energy and the words and ideas behind them are just beautiful. Very comforting when you know you're ready to go ahead ans some people or memories are dragging you down. Personnaly it reminds me of my own experience when I became a christian 4 1/2 years ago, in the countryside, alone, by a hill, a lake and a waterfall. Climbing up on Solsbury Hill I could see the city lights Wind was blowing, time stood still Eagle flew out of the night He was something to observe Came in close, I heard a voice Standing, stretching every nerve I had to listen had no choice I did not believe the information Just had to trust imagination My heart going boom boom boom Son, he said, grab your things I've come to take you home To keep in silence I resigned My friends would think I was a nut Turning water into wine Open doors would soon be shut So I went from day to day Though my life was in a rut Till I thought of what I'd say And which connection I should cut I was feeling part of the scenery I walked right out of the machinery My heart going boom boom boom Son, he said, grab your things I've come to take you home yeaah, back home When illusion spin her net I'm never where I want to be And liberty she pirouette When I think that I am free Watched by empty silhouettes Who close their eyes but still can see No one taught them etiquette So I will show another me Today I don't need a replacement I'll tell them what the smile on my face meant My heart going boom boom boom Hey, I said, you can keep my things they've come to take me home Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
red line Posted November 18, 2002 Share Posted November 18, 2002 ((((laney))))) thanks so much for posting the staind lyrics... i was about to listen to it and write at the same time to get them down (a task i am not very good at) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gabriel Posted November 18, 2002 Share Posted November 18, 2002 Boy on a string by Jars of Clay The marionetter has your number Pulling your arms and legs till you can't stand on your own Dragging your conscience on the stage and your heart gets rearranged and you cannot tell your mentor from your Maker Look at the crowds bleeding with laughter Over the way you entertain at beckon call They don't see behind the lights, or the painted backgrounds They just like to see you fall But you don't really mind Cause you're just wasting time You can't feel anything You're a boy on a string I feel a sadness like Gapetto watching the life that he created run away Seeing the puppeteer's intrusion, and holding the remains of puppets that had rotted away One day the curtain will not open And all of the crowds will go away Someday those strings will choke you, but until that day But you don't really mind Cause you're just wasting time You can't feel anything You're a boy on a string Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Guest Posted November 22, 2002 Share Posted November 22, 2002 The song "sorta fairytale" by Tori Amos has helped me heal...it reminds me of my husband and I falling in love...that is the way I understand the song anyways!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted November 22, 2002 Share Posted November 22, 2002 LET ME SHOW YOU THE WAY By Michael W Smith I'm looking at you Old friend of mine It's no use pretending That everything's fine Now don't be so brave Don't be so proud I want you to know that I'm here for you now I can see you hurting and it's hurting me It doesn't have to be this way If you'd let me hold you Closer Let me know you Let me show you the way I'm feeling for you Feeling so much When this heart is big enough For the both of us I'll give you my love If you give me your pain I'll hold it inside of me Til you're stronger again Well I hate seeing you so far away When not a word can say enough I'll be your rock for this day When I hear you calling out my name Cause I know you'd only do the same for me Somebody gonna hold your head up Somebody gonna see you right Somebody gonna show you the light. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Elle Posted November 26, 2002 Share Posted November 26, 2002 Time It's Time -- by Talk Talk Nobody knows how long Rustling leaves unrhyme I'm sorry Lullaby breeze unsung Babel of dreams unwinds in memory As bad as bad becomes It's not a part of you And love is only sleeping Wrapped in neglect Time it's time to live Kissing a grey garden Shadow & shade Sunlight treads softly As bad as bad becomes It's not a part of you Contempt is ever breeding Trapped in itself Time it's time to live As bad as bad becomes It's not a part of you The wicked and the weeping Ramble or run Time it's time to live Time it's time to live for living Now that it's over Rest your head Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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