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(SING YOUR STORY)

Wolf Like Me [13 Jan 2011|07:02pm]

adeia_fae
Say say my playmate
Won't you lay hands on me
Mirror my malady
Transfer my tragedy

Got a curse I cannot lift
Shines when the sunset shifts
When the moon is round and full
Gotta bust that box gotta gut that fish

My mind has changed my body's frame but god I like it
My heart's aflame my body's strained but god I like it

Charge me your day rate
I'll turn you out in kind
When the moon is round and full
Gonna teach you tricks that'll blow your mongrel mind

Baby doll I recognize
You're a hideous thing inside
If ever there were a lucky kind it's
You you you you

(1 SING YOUR STORY)

First Time [04 Sep 2008|01:09am]

wrong_emboyo
[ mood | groggy ]

You and I should get away for awhile
I just want to be alone with your smile
buy some candy and cigarettes and we'll get in my car
we'll blast the stereo and we'll drive to Madagascar

Because when I'm with you there's nothing I wouldn't do
I just want to be your only one

I'm grasping out at straws thinking back to what I saw
that night on the floor when we were all alone

My love life was getting so bland
there are only so many ways I can make love with my hand
Sometimes it makes me want to laugh
Sometimes I want to take my toaster in the bath

Because when I'm with you there's nothing I wouldn't do
I just want to be your only one

I'm grasping out at straws thinking back to what I saw
that night on the floor when we were all alone

Who's gonna be the odd man out?
I don't want to be the odd man out
is this going to be the end
or are you going to be my new girlfriend?

I don't care if people think they sold out....I don't care if I said they sold out.....I still love this song. Nowso more then ever.

(I think I'll be posting here alot...music is a big part of my life)

(SING YOUR STORY)

I wish my head would stop playing tricks on me... [15 Jun 2008|11:13pm]

abedheadbeauty
"Let it die and get out of my mind
We don't see eye to eye
Or hear ear to ear

Don't you wish that we could forget that kiss
And see this for what it is
That we're not in love

The saddest part of a broken heart
Isn't the ending so much as the start

It was hard to tell just how I felt
To not recognize myself
I started to fade away

And after all it won't take long to fall in love
Now I know what I don't want
I learned that with you

The saddest part of a broken heart
Isn't the ending so much as the start
The tragedy starts from the very first spark
Losing your mind for the sake of your heart
The saddest part of a broken heart
Isn't the ending so much as the start"


Feist.


I identify...yet I have no context.


<3

(SING YOUR STORY)

[15 Jun 2008|03:29pm]

xglamgothx
[ mood | <3 ]

just say goodbye.
i live and i'll die
hooked on a star,
enraptured by the sky,

in love with a satellite.



i'll stare forever
and love whatever
breaks my heart.

(SING YOUR STORY)

music [23 Apr 2008|04:19pm]

abedheadbeauty
is like dope for me.
especially right now because I am trying not to do the whole caffeine thing...so I have these terrible migraines.

Electro shock blues (the entire album) by the eels has been like morphine for me for the last three days. I just get lost and the pain dulls a bit. As well as Sweet thing my david bowie. It just eases things away for a few minutes. I can just drive and let the wind hit my face and get lost in the music.


This makes me sound like such a druggie...I swear....it's just caffeine withdrawals.

(1 SING YOUR STORY)

Lack of Color - Death Cab for Cutie [14 Apr 2008|06:34pm]

__admittance
This is fact not fiction for the first time in years

All the girls in every girly magazine cant make me feel any less alone
I'm reaching for the phone
to call at 7:03 and on your machine I slur a plea for you to come home
But I know its too late
I should have given you a reason to stay
given you a reason to stay

This is fact not fiction, for the first time in years.

(SING YOUR STORY)

[14 Apr 2008|09:41am]

gypsy_eyes
Hi! I wanted to let you know of a new community I created. It's called music_posts and it's a place where people can share music that has touched them in some way. Post pictures or upload files of your favorite artists and tell us why they're so important to you. It's a community for all appreciators of music. Please check it out if you're interested. :)

(SING YOUR STORY)

[13 Apr 2008|11:51pm]

nightlifecity
Every day, trying to make up for the one before.
Climb three flights to tremble at the sight of your already open door.
The frustration I see when I tell you I'd like some company breaks my heart.
How can you be so impartial?




(oh gosh. This is one of my favorite songs ever. It's exactly how I feel about my current life situation.)

(SING YOUR STORY)

[27 Feb 2008|11:07am]

syncopatedlife
You don't even know the meaning of the words, "I'm sorry"

lol, Shakira certainly understands the Latino man.

¡Ay, que lastima!

(SING YOUR STORY)

I'm waiting for my real life to begin [07 Jan 2008|12:47am]

artemispanthar
[ mood | anxious ]

Oi, it's a pity this community ain't more active because it's truly an awesome concept. But anywho, I'm Artemis but you can call me pretty much whatever you please (of course doesn't mean I'll respond to it =D). I'm an animator-in-training, love cartoons, love horror and gore and basically all things that are freakishly contradictory. Music-wise, I'm a huge Morrissey/The Smiths fan, love Green Day and The Killers. However, I've found that with music I fall more in love with songs than the artist in general.

Anywho, I currently suffer from an anxiety disorder which isn't very nice which you'd know if you'd ever felt anxiety before (just imagine that feeling pervading every minute of everyday. Yeah) and it's kinda scrambled my life up something fierce. I'm telling ya'll this because the song I'm posting is in direct relation with this feeling. If someone asked me to describe myself, I'd just send them this song because it's pretty much the dictionary definition of me.

Colin Hay - Waiting for my Real Life to Begin

Any minute now, my ship is coming in
I'll keep checking the horizon
I'll stand on the bow, feel the waves come crashing
Come crashing down, down, down, on me

And you say, be still my love
Open up your heart
Let the light shine in
But don't you understand
I already have a plan
I'm waiting for my real life to begin

When I awoke today, suddenly nothing happened
But in my dreams, I slew the dragon
And down this beaten path, and up this cobbled lane
I'm walking in my old footsteps, once again
And you say, just be here now
Forget about the past, your mask is wearing thin
Let me throw one more dice
I know that I can win
I'm waiting for my real life to begin

Any minute now, my ship is coming in
I'll keep checking the horizon
And I'll check my machine, there's sure to be that call
It's gonna happen soon, soon, soon
It's just that times are lean

And you say, be still my love
Open up your heart, let the light shine in
Don't you understand
I already have a plan
I'm waiting for my real life to begin

On a clear day
I can see,
see a very long way

(SING YOUR STORY)

I am so weak! [03 Jan 2008|05:37pm]

syncopatedlife
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.

(I just made dinner plans with the unrequited infatuation)

(SING YOUR STORY)

If you don't love Colbie Caillat, you should. [04 Aug 2007|02:42am]

micadoodle2008
You've got magic inside your fingertips
It's leaking out all over my skin
Everytime that I get close to you
You're making me weak
With the way you, look through those eyes
And all I see is your face
All I need is your touch
Wake me up with your lips
Come at me from up above

Oh I need you

I remember the way that you move
You're dancing easily through my dreams
It's hitting me harder and harder
With all your smiles
You are crazy gentle, in the way you kiss

All I see is your face
All I need is your touch
Wake me up with your lips
Come at me from up above

Oh baby, I need you
To see me the way I see you
Lovely, wide awake in
The middle of my dreams

All I see is your face
All I need is your touch
Wake me up with your lips
Come at me from up above
All I see is your face
All I need is your touch
Come at me from up above

(2 SING YOUR STORY)

*new* [31 Jul 2007|09:55pm]

jessthecrb
[ mood | discontent ]

my name is Jessica. i'm 20 and about to start my career as a cosmetologist.  here is a song i want to post.



Well morning came
And it dressed the sky
In a lovely yellow gown
Now the shops they are
All opening
In that narrow hallway of downtown
Filled with people who
Are shopping for
Their lovers and their friends
So they won't ever be lonely again
Well a forest fenced
becomes backyards
Like songs are born from sound
And the apple fell
And it taught us all
We are chained here to the ground
So here we go
But there ain't no escape
Yeah, these streets they're just dead ends
So I won't ever be happy again
Well, it seems you too
See a painful blue
When you stare into the sky
You could never understand
The motion of a hand waving you goodbye
"Bye bye"
But as the story goes
or it is often told
A new day will arise
And all the dance halls will
Be full of skeletons
That are coming back to life
And on a grassy hill
the lion will
lay down with the lamb
And I won't ever be lonely again
No, no, no, no, no
But until that time
I think I had better find
some disbelief to suspend
Cause I don't want to feel like this again.


life keeps throwing it's punches at me, and changes, and i left myself fall into my ruts but i do want to find something to believe in, or hold on to, even if it is a crutch to help me get through the days, because i don't want to feel like this again.

(1 SING YOUR STORY)

[05 May 2007|03:46am]

syncopatedlife
I spent a week drinking the sunlight of winnetka, california
where they understand the weight of human hearts
see sorrow gets too heavy and joy it tends to hold you
with the fear that it eventually departs.
and the truth is I’ve been dreaming of some tired tranquil place
where the weather won’t get trapped inside my bones
and if all these years of searching find one sympathetic face
then it's there I'll plant these seeds and make my home
I spent a day dreaming of dying in mesa, arizona
the olive green of life had turned to ash
and I felt I was on fire, with the things I could have told you
I just assumed that you eventually would ask
and I wouldn’t have to bring up my so badly broken heart
and all those months I just wanted to sleep
and though spring, it did come slowly, I guess it did its part
my heart has thawed and continues to beat
I visited my brother on the outskirts of olympia
where the forest and the water become one
and we talked about our childhood, like a dream we were convinced of, that
perfect peaceful street that we came from
and I know he heard me strumming all those sad and simple chords
as I sat inside my room so long ago
and it hurts that he’s still shaking from those secrets that were told by a
car closed up too tight and a heart turned cold
and I went to san diego
in the birthplace of the summer
and watched the ocean dance under the moon
and there was a girl I knew there, one more potential lover
I guess that something’s gotta happen soon
because I know I can’t keep living in this dead or dying dream
and as I walked along the beach and drank with her
I thought about my true love, the one I really need
with eyes that burn so bright, they make me pure
they make me pure
they make me pure
I long to be with you



Mmmm, this is just one of my favorite songs ever. I don't have to be thinking of anyone in particular to enjoy it...it's just beautiful. It really makes me look forward to moving to the west coast.

(SING YOUR STORY)

[06 Mar 2007|08:56am]
mrshannibal
[ mood | anxious ]

#41 - dave matthews band

Only waiting
I wanted to stay
I wanted to play,
I wanted to love you

(you make it so hard to love you - i know i'm no day at the beach, but still...you make it very difficult and i wish you wouldn't)

(SING YOUR STORY)

[06 Mar 2007|08:54am]
mrshannibal
[ mood | anxious ]

the message is perfectly simple
the meaning is clear
don't ever stray too far
and don't disappear

BE HEAR ME - ABC

(to the new one in my life, this is how i feel now)

(SING YOUR STORY)

[17 Aug 2006|08:54pm]

plainclothsgirl
[ mood | calm ]

everyone comment your favorite Jeff Buckley lyrics.
and, go!

(SING YOUR STORY)

this is my favorite song! [22 Jul 2006|10:45pm]

me_i_you
[ mood | sad ]

"Radios In Heaven"

Your time has already come and I don't know why
The last thing that I had heard
you were doin' just fine
It seems like just yesterday
I was laughing with you
Playing games at Grandma's house
well you taught me well, didn't you?
I hope I'm just like you

Do they have radios in heaven?
I hope they do
'Cause they're playing my song on the radio
And I'm singing it to you

You left before I had a chance to say goodbye
But that's the way life usually is
it just passes you by
But you can't hold on to regrets and you can't look back
So I'll just be thankful for the times that I had with you
I hope I'm just like you

Do they have radios in heaven?
I hope they do
'Cause they're playing my song on the radio
And I'm singing it to you
If they don't have radios in heaven
here's what I'll do
I can bring my guitar when my time is up and I'll play it for you

Tell me can you hear me now
if not, then I can try to sing real loud
What's it like up on the other side of the clouds?
I hope I'm just like you
I hope I turn out to be as good as you

My best friend's dad died a while back...and every time I hear this song, I think of him. *sheds one tear*

(8 SING YOUR STORY)

[22 Jun 2006|10:56pm]
mrshannibal
[ mood | sad ]

give me a song about emotional/mental strength

(1 SING YOUR STORY)

the good life-friction [26 Apr 2006|11:51pm]

adeia_fae
night clubs, night stalkers
fast women, fast talkers
loose lips, loose limps
the lovely loveless
sunset to sunrise
black dresses, black eyes
tangles of tangos
hot hands, hot thighs

why can I never get to you?
there's a sea of bodies between us
I recall the fist time I saw you
not a dance hall, but a crowded bus
pressed against the scent of stale sweat
friction!

vampires and witches
steal bloody red kisses
in go-go boots, italian suits
they always dress to kill
they spin their umbrellas
they dance tarentellas
but I'm not here for them
no, I only come here to watch you
(I want to make your aquaintance
to escort you, to be your gentleman
I want to rub up against you
like those scoundrels
like thoses wolves do)
they run in packs
of saabs and suvs

oh these pounding danceclubs
the friction between us
how you throw your body
it's so moving
be never toward me

still I always seem to read
between the beat...
----
Voyerism can be sexy.

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