And When I Die Blood, Sweat & Tears I'm not scared of dying And I don't really care If it's peace you find in dying Well then, let the time be near If it's peace you find in dying And if dying time is near Just bundle up my coffin 'Cause it's cold way down there I hear that it's cold way down there Yeah, crazy cold way down there And when I die, and when I'm gone There'll be one child born in this world To carry on, to carry on
Two of my favorite singers. Not sure how I’ve never heard this song, but it was beautiful! Thanks for sharing!
For me, it's gotta be Wish list, by Pearl Jam.... I wish I was a neutron bomb for once I could go off I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree I wish I was the star that went on top I wish I was the evidence I wish I was the grounds For fifty million hands upraised and open toward the sky I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me I wish I was as fortunate as fortunate as me I wish I was a messenger and all the news was good I wish I was the full moon shining off a Camaro's hood I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on I wish I was the verb 'to trust' and never let you down I wish I was a radio song, the one that you turned up
You only need a roof when it raining You only need fire when it’s cold You only drink when the whiskey Is the only thing that you have left to hold Sun comes up and goes back down Falling feels like flying til you hit the ground Say the word and I’ll be there for you Baby I will be your parachute
Oh, why you look so sad? Tears are in your eyes Come on and come to me now Don't be ashamed to cry Let me see you through 'cause I've seen the dark side too When the night falls on you You don't know what to do Nothing you confess Could make me love you less I'll stand by you I'll stand by you Won't let nobody hurt you I'll stand by you So if you're mad, get mad Don't hold it all inside Come on and talk to me now Hey, what you got to hide? I get angry too Well I'm a lot like you When you're standing at the crossroads And don't know which path to choose Let me come along 'cause even if you're wrong I'll stand by you I'll stand by you Won't let nobody hurt you I'll stand by you Take me in, into your darkest hour And I'll never desert you I'll stand by you And when, when the night falls on you, baby You're feeling all alone You won't be on your own I'll stand by you I'll stand by you Won't let nobody hurt you I'll stand by you Take me in, into your darkest hour And I'll never desert you I'll stand by you I'll stand by you Won't let nobody hurt you I'll stand by you Won't let nobody hurt you I'll stand by you I'll stand by you Won't let nobody hurt you I'll stand by you Baby into your darkest hour And I'll never desert you I'll stand by you I'll stand by you Won't let nobody hurt you I'll stand by you The Pretenders - I'll stand by you (1994) I get all teary listening to this. Ls x
"Diseased" by Seether Leave your mark under my skin Oh my, how strong you are And feast your eyes on my disdain And hope this one won't scar I will never belong to you again I will never belong to you Push if you still need my pain 'Cause I will never tell And scream if you still hate my name 'Cause I'll be where I fell Come sit close to me Let me feel your breath Come sit close to me Hands around my neck Come sit close to me Let me feel your breath Come sit close to me Close to me I will never belong to you again I will never belong to you And if I decide that I am alive then I'm diseased and ungrateful And if I confide that I am a liar then I'm diseased and ungrateful Push it in 'til it breaks If it bleeds I'll be okay If I decide that I am alive then I'm diseased and ungrateful If I confide that I am a liar then I'm diseased and ungrateful If I decide that I am alive then I'm diseased and ungrateful If I confide that I am a liar then I'm diseased and ungrateful Come sit close to me Come sit close to me Come sit close to me Come sit close to me
One of my Stones favorites, actually virtually every song on Sticky fingers. Dead Flowers The Rolling Stones Well when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair Talkin' to some rich folk that you know Well I hope you won't see me in my ragged company Well, you know I could never be alone Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave Well when you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day Ah, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon And another girl to take my pain away Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the U.S. Mail Say it with dead flowers in my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave
This Time Imperfect By: A.F.I. Note: This song was a bonus track off their Sing For Sorrow album. So there is no official music video. I cannot leave here, I cannot stay, Forever haunted, more than afraid. Asphyxiate on words I would say, I'm drawn to a blackened sky as I turn blue. There are no flowers, no not this time, There'll be no angels gracing the lines, Just these stark words, I find. I'd show a smile, but i'm too weak, I'd share with you could I only speak, Just how much this, hurts me. I cannot stay here, I cannot leave, Just like all I loved, I make believe. Imagine heart, I disappear, seems, No one will appear, here and make me real. There are no flowers, no not this time, There'll be no angels gracing the lines, Just these stark words, I find. I'd show a smile, but i'm too weak, I'd share with you could I only speak, Just how much this, hurts me. I'd tell you how it haunts me, I'd tell you how it haunts me, (cuts through my day, and sinks into my dreams.) I'd tell you how it haunts me, (cuts through my day, and sinks into my dreams.) You don't care that it haunts me. Oh, There are no flowers, no not this time, There'll be no angels gracing the lines, Just these stark words, I find. I'd show a smile, but i'm too weak, I'd share with you could I only speak, Just how much this, hurts me. Just how much this, hurts me. Just how much you...
The Sound of Silence - Simon & Garfunkel Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence [Verse 2] In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone 'Neath the halo of a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by The flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence [Verse 3] And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never share And no one dared Disturb the sound of silence [Verse 4] "Fools", said I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows Hear my words that I might teach you Take my arms that I might reach you" But my words, like silent raindrops fell And echoed in the wells of silence [Verse 5] And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made And the sign flashed out its warning In the words that it was forming And the sign said: "The words of the prophets are Written on the subway walls And tenement halls And whispered in the sound of silence."
Sunny Goodge Street On the firefly platform on sunny Goodge Street A violent hash-smoker shook a chocolate machine Involved in an eating scene Smashing into neon streets in their stoneness Smearing their eyes on the crazy Kali goddess Listenin' to sounds of Mingus mellow fantastic "My, my", they sigh In dull house rooms with coloured lights swingin' Strange music boxes sadly tinklin' Drink in the sun shining all around you "My, my", they sigh, The magician he sparkles in satin and velvet You gaze at his splendor with eyes you've not used yet. I tell you his name is love "My, my", they sigh Donovan Leitch
Along Comes Mary - The Association Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely Someone calls on me And every now and then I spend my time in rhyme and verse And curse those faults in me And then along comes Mary And does she want to give me kicks , and be my steady chick And give me pick of memories Or maybe rather gather tales of all the fails and tribulations No one ever sees When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks Whose sickness is the games they play And when the masquerade is played and neighbor folks make jokes As who is most to blame today And then along comes Mary And does she want to set them free, and let them see reality From where she got her name And will they struggle much when told that such a tender touch as hers Will make them not the same When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch And when the morning of the warning's passed, the gassed And flaccid kids are flung across the stars The psychodramas and the traumas gone The songs are left unsung and hung upon the scars And then along comes Mary And does she want to see the stains, the dead remains of all the pains She left the night before Or will their waking eyes reflect the lies, and make them Realize their urgent cry for sight no more When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch
Not sure about the best, but definitely a personal favourite: YES - Close To The Edge I The Solid Time Of Change A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour And assessing points to nowhere, leading every single one A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun And take away the plain in which we move And choose the course you're running Down at the edge, round by the corner Not right away, not right away Close to the edge, down by a river Not right away, not right away Crossed the line around the changes of the summer Reaching out to call the color of the sky Passed around a moment clothed in mornings faster than we see Getting over all the time I had to worry Leaving all the changes far from far behind We relieve the tension only to find out the master's name Down at the end, round by the corner Close to the edge, just by a river Seasons will pass you by I get up, I get down Now that it's all over and done Now that you find, now that you're whole II Total Mass Retain My eyes convinced, eclipsed with the younger moon attained with love It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above I crucified my hate and held the word within my hand There's you, the time, the logic, or the reasons we don't understand Sad courage claimed the victims standing still for all to see As armoured movers took approached to overlook the sea There since the cord, the license, or the reasons we understood will be Down at the edge, close by a river Close to the edge, round by the corner Close to the end, down by the corner Down at the edge, round by the river Sudden problems shouldn't take away the startled memory All in all, the journey takes you all the way As apart from any reality that you've ever seen and known Guessing problems only to deceive the mention Passing paths that climb halfway into the void As we cross from side to side, we hear the total mass retain Down at the edge, round by the corner Close to the end, down by a river Seasons will pass you by I get up, I get down III I Get Up, I Get Down In her white lace, you could clearly see the lady sadly looking Saying that she'd take the blame For the crucifixion of her own domain I get up, I get down I get up, I get down Two million people barely satisfy Two hundred women watch one woman cry, too late The eyes of honesty can achieve How many millions do we deceive each day? I get up, I get down I get up, I get down In charge of who is there in charge of me Do I look on blindly and say I see the way? The truth is written all along the page How old will I be before I come of age for you? I get up, I get down I get up, I get down I get up, I get down IV Seasons Of Man The time between the notes relates the color to the scenes A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, it seems And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love As song and chance develop time, lost social temp'rance rules above Ah, ah Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place On the hill we viewed the silence of the valley Called to witness cycles only of the past And we reach all this with movements in between the said remark Close to the edge, down by the river Down at the end, round by the corner Seasons will pass you by Now that it's all over and done Called to the seed, right to the sun Now that you find, now that you're whole Seasons will pass you by I get up, I get down I get up, I get down I get up, I get down
If You Could Read My Mind Gordon Lightfoot If you could read my mind love What a tale my thoughts could tell Just like an old time movie About a ghost from a wishing well In a castle dark or a fortress strong With chains upon my feet You know that ghost is me And I will never be set free As long as I'm a ghost you can see If I could read your mind love What a tale your thoughts could tell Just like a paperback novel The kind the drugstore sells When you reach the part where the heartaches come Come the hero would be me Heroes often fail And you won't read that book again Because the ending's just to hard to take I walk away like a movie star Who gets burned in a three way script Enter number two, a movie queen To play the scene of bringing all the good things out in me But for now love let's be real I never knew I feel this way And I've got to say that I just don't get it I don't know where we went wrong But the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back If you could read my mind love What a tale my thoughts could tell Just like an old time movie about a ghost from a wishing well In a castle dark or a fortress strong With chains upon my feet The story always ends And if you read between the lines You'll know that I'm just trying to understand The feeling that you left I never knew I feel this way And I've got to say that I just don't get it I don't know where we went wrong But the feeling's gone And I just can't get it back Songwriters: Gordon Lightfoot
Another Gordon Lightfoot classic for y'all. The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald Gordon Lightfoot The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they called 'gitche gumee' The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead When the skies of November turn gloomy With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty That good ship and crew was a bone to be chewed When the gales of November came early The ship was the pride of the American side Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most With a crew and good captain well seasoned Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms When they left fully loaded for Cleveland And later that night when the ship's bell rang Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'? The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound And a wave broke over the railing And every man knew, as the captain did too, T'was the witch of November come stealin' The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait When the gales of November came slashin' When afternoon came it was freezin' rain In the face of a hurricane west wind When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck sayin' Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya At seven pm a main hatchway caved in, he said Fellas, it's been good t'know ya The captain wired in he had water comin' in And the good ship and crew was in peril And later that night when his lights went outta sight Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald Does any one know where the love of God goes When the waves turn the minutes to hours? The searches all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her They might have split up or they might have capsized They may have broke deep and took water And all that remains is the faces and the names Of the wives and the sons and the daughters Lake Huron rolls, superior sings In the rooms of her ice-water mansion Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams The islands and bays are for sportsmen And farther below Lake Ontario Takes in what Lake Erie can send her And the iron boats go as the mariners all know With the gales of November remembered In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed, In the maritime sailors' cathedral The church bell chimed till it rang twenty-nine times For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they call 'gitche gumee' Superior, they said, never gives up her dead When the gales of November come early Songwriters: Gordon Lightfoot
Mack the Knife (as sung by Bobby Darin) Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear And it shows them pearly white Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe And he keeps it, ah, out of sight Ya know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves, oh, wears old MacHeath, babe So there's never, never a trace of red Now on the sidewalk, huh, huh, whoo sunny morning, un huh Lies a body just oozin' life, eek And someone's sneakin' 'round the corner Could that someone be Mack the Knife? There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river don'tcha know Where a cement bag's just a'drooppin' on down Oh, that cement is for, just for the weight, dear Five'll get ya ten old Macky's back in town Now d'ja hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash? Now Jenny Diver, ho, ho, yeah, Sukey Tawdry Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown Oh, that line forms on the right, babe Now that Macky's back in town I said Jenny Diver, whoa, Sukey Tawdry Look out to Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown Yes, that line forms on the right, babe Now that Macky's back in town Look out, old Macky's back Songwriters: Kurt Weill / Bertolt Brecht / Marc Blitzstein
Garden (Say It Like Dat) [Edited] SZA Need you for the old me Need you for my sanity Need you to remind me where I come from Can you remind me of my gravity? Ground me when I'm tumblin', spiralin', plummetin' down to Earth You keep me down to Earth Call me on my bullshit Lie to me and say my booty gettin' bigger even if it ain't Love me even if it rain Love me even if it pain you I know I be difficult You know I be difficult You know it get difficult to Open your heart up Hoping they'll never find out that you're anyone else 'Cause I love you just how you are Hope you never find out who I really am 'Cause you'll never love me You'll never love me, you'll never love me But I believe you when you say it like that Only you need me when you say it like that Oh I believe you when you say it like that You must really love me For real, I'm not playing no games Pulling back and forth I need your support now (now, now, now, now, now) In case you call my phone I don't care Got no panties on I need your support now (now, now, now, now, now) I know you'd rather be layin' up with a big booty Body hella positive 'cause she got a big booty (wow) I know I'd rather be paid up You know I'm sensitive about havin' no booty, havin' no body, only you buddy Can you hold me when nobody's around us Open your heart up Hoping they'll never find out that you're anyone else 'Cause I love you just how you are Hope you never find out who I really am 'Cause you'll never love me, You'll never love me, you'll never love me But I believe you when you say it like that Only you need me when you say it like that Oh I believe you when you say it like that You must really love me "You don't got shit to say to me I ain't got shit to say to you" - "haha and that's the truth" "And step on Also you black heffa, you stand your ground 'Cause I feel the same way If you don't like me, you don't have to fool with me You don't have to talk about me or treat me mean I don't have to treat you mean I just stay out of your way That's the way you work that one" Songwriters: Craig Inocencio Balmoris / Daniel Tannenbaum / S. Gherman / Solana I. Rowe / T. Melenbacher Garden (Say It Like Dat) [Edited] lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
