lyrics that hit home...

[Lilitu]

When I heard 'I Gotta Feeling' by the Black Eyed Peas, I always felt sad and about to cry because I thought it was about death o.o

I thought that it was about these people who were going to die and so are trying to fit in as much fun as they could in one night. I heard this subtle tone of tragedy in the song as well, when after the party everyone was all burnt out, and then in big lights 'THE END' flashed on.

._. And so I cried a little everytime I heard it.

[monk]

[Talby]

Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd


So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

[monk]

[TryingNewThing]

For Daniel.

[monk]

Thinking…
Long ago when we were young and free
Love happened easily
And dreams never died,
Life sang a pretty song

Now those days are gone.

Crying…
Finding comfort in the friends we knew,
Now it’s just me and you
Trying alone;
We used to get along

Now those days are gone.

Playing with words
When there’s nothing much to say,
Searching to find what we lost along the way.
Could it be one day our feelings changed?
I hope we see it through
Cos I just can’t stand the thought
of life without you.

Dreaming…
Whispers echo on the summer wind
Back when the love begins,
When nights were so warm
With stars we could wish upon…

Now those days are gone.

We had the chance
But we lost it all somehow,
Broken the spell
And our dreams lie heavy now
Could it be someday our feelings changed?
I hope we see it through
‘cos I just can’t stand the thought
of life without you.

Thinking…
Long ago when we were young and free
Love happened suddenly,
And we couldn’t see
Where we were going wrong

Now those days are gone.

[TryingNewThing]

now for the "game update" (honestly at this point, I don't know whether I should laugh or cry about this) It's obvious the guy doesn't wanna give me any kind of closure...I mean, seriously, who runs away from a "game" he himself started in the first place? if it's the sense of triumph you seek, then you can have it...I'll give til the end of the week, then I'll assume he got hit by a falling tree or something and I'll move on...



If my words are not enough
You may slice my chest open with a knife and hollow it out

The truth is, even I've noticed
Most of your indecision and excuses

Someday, will I hate someone the way I did again?
If I do, then you should hold me
Tighter and tighter, so I stick in your heart like a thorn
I should remain with you always, always

It's too late for me to say anything, but
It's probably okay for all your words to be lies

If all I do is repeat these kinds of situations,
Will my tears reach to the moon someday?

Will I be able to love someone the way I did again?
When I do, then time should
Surely, surely flow like a fragrant breeze
It should go on forever, always, always

[monk]

[lizzielee]

Streets Of Philadelphia

I was bruised and battered and I couldnt tell
What I felt
I was unrecognizable to myself
I saw my reflection in a window I didn't know
My own face
Oh brother are you gonna leave me
Wastin´away
On the streets of philadelphia

I walked the avenue till my legs felt like stone
I heard the voices of friends vanished and gone
At night I could hear the blood in my veins
Black and whispering as the rain
On the streets of philadelphia

Aint no angel gonna greet me
Its just you and I my friend
My clothes don't fit me no more
I walked a thousand miles
Just to slip the skin

The night has fallen, Im lyinawake
I can feel myself fading away
So receive me brother with your faithless kiss
Or will we leave each other alone like this
On the streets of philadelphia

[monk]

Now if there's a smile on my face,
it's only there tryin' to fool the public,
but when it comes down to foolin' you;
Now honey, that's quite a different subject.
But don't let my glad expression
give you the wrong impression.
Really I'm sad.
I'm sadder than sad.
You're gone and I'm hurtin' so bad.
Like a clown I pretend to be glad.
(chorus)
Now there's some sad things known to man,
but ain't too much sadder than
the tears of a clown
when there's no one around.
Now if I appear to be carefree,
it's only to camouflage my sadness.
In order to shield my pride I try
to cover the hurt with a show of gladness.
But don't let my show convince you
that I've been happy since you
decided to go.
Oh, I need you so.
I'm hurt and I want you to know.
(chorus)
Just like Pagliacci did,
I try to keep my sadness hid.
smilin' in the public eye
while in my lonely room I cry
the tears of a clown
when there's no one around.