Post your most-liked lyrical scrawlings/poetry/turns of phrase.
I'll let one of you go first. Just post something you wish you could have written.
we'll have fun. xx |
Practicing writing
on my belly... it's a long night. It's a haiku. Don't know if the translation is accurate... |
it seems to work !
success ! :laugh: |
It definitely works... Even if I don't know exactly why I had to post it :P
We can post as many lines as we like, can't we? *looking for something better* |
write as much as you like !
i must find something myself. |
Ognuno sta solo sul cuor della terra
trafitto da un raggio di sole: ed è subito sera. S. Quasimodo Translation: Everyone stands alone at the heart of the world pierced by a ray of sunlight, and suddenly it is evening. Too bad the translated version ain't that good... |
it seems to translate quite well.
as for me, i have this on my wall. its silly, but i love it to death. Serve yourself No one else can do for you like you No one else fails like me In my eyes I burn alive Fly like a bird No more words just you and I High in the sky its s*p - starla. i'm silly, i know. |
You're not silly! That was good Corganness!
Now it's my turn! Please don't cry For the ghost and the storm outside Will not invade this sacred shrine Nor infiltrate your mind My life down I shall lie If the bogey-man should try To play tricks on your sacred mind To tease, torment, and tantalise Wavering shadows loom A piano plays in an empty room There'll be blood on the cleaver tonight And when darknesss lifts and the room is bright I'll still be by your side For you are all that matters And I'll love you to till the day I die There never need be longing in your eyes As long as the hand that rocks the cradle is mine Ceiling shadows shimmy by And when the wardrobe towers like a beast of prey There's sadness in your beautiful eyes Oh, your untouched, unsoiled, wonderous eyes My life down I shall lie Should restless spirits try To play tricks on your sacred mind I once had a child, and it saved my life And I never even asked his name I just looked into his wondrous eyes And said : "never never never again" And all too soon I did return Just like a moth to a flame So rattle my bones all over the stones I'm only a beggar-man whom nobody owns Oh, see how words as old as sin Fit me like a glove I'm here and here I'll stay Together we lie, together we pray There never need be longing in your eyes As long as the hand that rocks the cradle is mine As long as the hand that rocks the cradle is mine I've tried picking a brief quote, but I couldn't. It just sounded unfair... |
thats quite a haunting piece. many meanings there all locked and lost together. is it from a smiths song ?
for my next, obvious choice, i choose this : It was January, 1963 When Johnny came home with a gift for me He said I bought it for you because I love you And I bought it for you because it's your birthday, too He was so very nice, he was so very kind To think of me at this point in time I used to think of him, he used think of me He told me to close my eyes My gift would be a great surprise I saw tears were in his eyes He never meant to hurt me Oh, God Johnny, don't point that gun at me There's so many ways our lives have changed But please, I beg, don't do this to me Johnny, don't point that gun at me Can I save my life at any price? For God's sake will you listen to me? And though he was ashamed that he had took a life Johnny came home with another wife And he often remembered how it used to be Before that special occasion, 1963 There was too many ways that you could kill someone Like in a love affair, when the love is gone I used to think of him, he used think of me He told me to close my eyes My gift would be a great surprise I saw hatred in his eyes He never meant to hurt me Oh, God, Johnny, don't point that gun at me There's so many ways our lives have changed But please, I beg, don't do this to me Johnny, you keep on using me Can I change my life for any price? Oh, Johnny, won't you listen to me? He told me to close my eyes My gift would be a great surprise I saw hatred in his eyes But he never meant to hurt me Oh, God, Johnny, don't point that gun at me There's so many ways our lives have changed But please, I beg, don't do this to me Johnny, you keep on using me Can I change my life for any price? Oh, Johnny, won't you listen to me? I just want you to be mine, I don't want this world to shine I don't want this bridge to burn Oh, Johnny, do you miss me? I just want to feel for you I will always feel for you... |
Even if there are too many remixes of 1963 around, I still love that song!
EDIT: Oops, forgot the title and author in my previous post. It was The hand that rocks the cradle by The Smiths. Shame on me! |
Yes ! the remixes get confusing. but the arthur baker one is best. :laugh:
one more thing i want to post : more corganness : winterlong and if I fall into you all will my rain cease and dissolve? some come to harm others to grace so let my friends fly under these wings we’re giving it up to the sun we’re giving it up to the moon we’re giving it up to the earth we’re giving it up from our own knowing there’s nowhere to run knowing there’s not much to lose sometimes it seems so long since you had a chance to refuse we built a fire winterlong transformed new wire winterlong i was the first one i was the last one to be strong and if I fall into you all will the silence shatter and stall? some feel movement others stand still so let the moment become my will we’re giving it up to the sun we’re giving it up to the moon we’re giving it up to the earth we’re giving it up from our owns knowing there’s nowhere to run knowing there’s not much to lose so why does it take so long to find out who is who we built a fire winterlong transformed new wire winterlong i was the first one i was the last one to be strong we’re giving it up to the sun we’re giving it up to the moon we’re giving it up to the earth we’re giving it up from your own we’re giving it up to the sun we’re giving it up to the moon |
Thanks god you post Corganness, so there's no need for me to post it as well! It'll give people the impression we like variety, while we don't!
Sad Go Round by Current 93 Let me take you On the sad go round In the twilight zone Hear the mournful sounds Of the carousel And the calliope Where you lose your will And abandon hope As you spin And the sad go round And the world is a blur Of confusing sound You forget your troubles You forget your fun Now you're just a world Moving round the sun |
We're fool them good !
such sad words though we post. beautiful, but strangely sad. |
It seems we don't know many happy-happy poems and songs... What should we read/listen to?
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winnie the pooh !
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Of course! Winnie the Pooh! The yellow non-existant-brain bear!
But what if we start sympathizing with Eeyore? |
we'd have to start rhyming bother with buther.
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Eep, I have something new to post:
This is Insight by Joy Division. I'm starting to be boring, I know... Guess the dream always end They don't rise up just descend But I don't care anymore I've lost the will to want more I'm not afraid, not at all I watch them all as they fall But I remember, when we were young Those with habits of waste The sense of style and the taste Of making sure you were right Hey, don't you know you were right I'm not afraid anymore I keep my eyes on the door But I remember... Tears and sadness for you More upheaval for you Reflects a moment in time A special moment in time Yeah, we wasted our time We didn't really have time But we remember - when we were young And all God's angels beware And all you judges beware Sons of chance take good care For all the people out there I'm not afraid anymore |
Good choice ! but for my joy division choice i choose : (its just like pokemon this)
Be clear every day, every evening It calls here aloud from above Carefully watched for a reason Mistaking devotion and love Surrendered to self-preservation From others who care for themselves But life as it touches perfection Appears just like anything else Isolation Mother, I tried, please believe me I'm doing the best that I can I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through I'm ashamed of the person I am Isolation But if you could just see the beauty These things I could never describe Pleasures and wayward distraction Is this my wonderful prize? Isolation |
Isolation... Closer... I can't even say how much I love that album... how can't you love it, once you start listening to it?
I wish I was Ian Curtis! Argh! |
but then you'd be dead ! eek !
but yes, he was indeed a very clever, talented man, rest his soul. |
Good point...
Better I post something happier then, just in case I start thinking I am Ian Curtis o__O; I'll be your Mirror by The Velvet Underground & Nico I'll be your mirror Reflect what you are, in case you don't know I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset The light on your door to show that you're home When you think the night has seen your mind That inside you're twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands 'Cause I see you I find it hard to believe you don't know The beauty you are But if you don't let me be your eyes A hand in your darkness, so you won't be afraid When you think the night has seen your mind That inside you're twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands 'Cause I see you I'll be your mirror |
Sadly, I don't know very well the Smashing Pumpkins. I've only heard a couple of albums, and maybe not with enough attention :heh:
This is Love Life by Pulp (copied and pasted from official Pulp site: I'm too lazy to actually write the whole thing) Here comes your bedtime story: Mum & Dad have sentenced you to life. Don't think twice; it's the only reason I'm alive. I feel alright as long as I don't forget to breathe. Breathe in, breathe in, breathe out. Look at all these buildings & houses: I love my life. I love my life. Hey now, slow down a minute. Take my arms & fill them full of life. Don't think twice. Does it ease the pain of being alive? Or is it why - why you keep nodding out on me? Breathe in, breathe in, breathe out. Another day, another major disaster : I love my life. I love my life. You got a problem. I lost my keys when I stayed at your place. On the floor of your living room, you made the scene but it'll never get shown on TV. So tonight prepare to kiss goodbye to my lovelife. So get this right- I love my life; it's the only reason I'm alive. It's mine, all mine - as long as I don't forget to breathe. Breathe in, breathe in, breathe out. Corny I know, but you had better believe it: I love my life. I love my life. I love my life. God, how I love my life. That's right: you've got to fight to the death for the right to live your life. Alright: I'm gonna fight to the death 'til they give me back my life. That's right: you're in the land of the living but there's so few signs of life. Alright. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe out. I wanted to brighten the atmosphere of this thread a bit, but I think with no much success :right: |
I used to like Pulp a lot years ago, but for some reason I couldn't get into their lyrics... There's something about them that bothers me, but I still like their music.
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I like pulp a lot. i saw them last year, much fun it was too.
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Patchwork
I know it's wrong I know it's selfish It's such a short life With so little time You know this pattern Patchwork of any direction Cobbled together In odd shape and size Take my hand, we'll walk through this together But my hand gets sweaty You somehow slip away Try to call you, but I don't call too loud, Try to love, and never look that hard 'Cause this blue's a swirling ocean The green: the ambition The red is the guilt There's a lot of red I know it's wrong I know it's selfish It's such a short life So little time Try to call you, but I don't call too loud, Try to love, and never look that hard The yellow is my sunshine Comes out on odd occasion Barely enough to keep you around Tindersticks *looking for old Tindersticks album* I got up this morning with this song in mind. Last time I was listening to it was... hmmm... 3 years ago? Or when? It's been ages. It's a bittersweet naïve song, which is something that fits my mood today. |
The Tindersticks !
Radiohead liked them. bless. |
Asleep - the smiths again :P
Sing me to sleep Sing me to sleep I'm tired and I I want to go to bed Sing me to sleep Sing me to sleep And then leave me alone Don't try to wake me in the morning 'Cause I will be gone Don't feel bad for me I want you to know Deep in the cell of my heart I will feel so glad to go Sing me to sleep Sing me to sleep I don't want to wake up On my own anymore Sing to me Sing to me I don't want to wake up On my own anymore Don't feel bad for me I want you to know Deep in the cell of my heart I really want to go There is another world There is a better world Well, there must be Bye ... Sadly, this is not as good in text-only form as it is with music too. I must say it. If you only read the text, it looks like another weepy but somewhat silly song. First time I had the chance to listen to it, it was on vinyl support. The vinyl wasn't mine, so later I recorded a tape and listened to it at home. And god... the sound of it was heartbreaking... like staring at dusty photos in a cold winter day. Years later I got a cd of "The World Won't Listen" (title of the album which contains this song) and, even if it still sounded beautiful, I assure it was not the same thing at all. The atmosphere is ruined by the clean sound of the cd. This is one of the songs you could never like on cd as you could on vinyl. The message is clear: go and buy a vinyl of this album because it is great ;_; |
This is a beautiful song by Chris Cornell. It's about "seeking a friend for the end of the world." There's so much that can mean.
I think he wrote it regarding when he met his wife and it turns into a song about searching for a Soulmate... It makes me cry inside every time cuz it hits so close to my heart. Preaching the End of the World Music and Words by Chris Cornell Hello, I know there's someone out there who can understand And who's feeling the same way as me I'm twenty-four and I've got everything to live for But I know now that it wasn't meant to be 'Cause all has been lost and all has been won And there's nothing left for us to save But now I know that I don't want to be alone today So if you find that you've been feeling just the same Call me now it's alright It's just the end of the world You need a friend in the world 'Cause you can't hide So call and I'll get right back If your intentions are pure I'm seeking a friend for the end of the world I've got a photograph I'll send it off today And you will see that I am perfectly sane Not for a lifetime or forever and a day 'Cause we know now that just won't be the case There will be no commitment and no confessions And no little secrets to keep No little children or houses with roses just the end of the world and me 'Cause all has been gone and all has been done And there's nothing left for us to say But we could be together as they blow it all away And we can share in every moment as it breaks Call me now it's alright It's just the end of the world You need a friend in the world 'Cause you can't hide So call and I'll get right back If your intentions are pure I'm seeking a friend for the end of the world. _RED_ stuff |
radiohead - fake plastic trees
her green plastic watering-can for her fake chinese rubberplant in the fake plastic earth that she bought from a rubber man in a town full of rubber plans to get rid of itself it wears her out she lives with a broken man a cracked polystyrene man who just crumbles and burns he used to do surgery for girls in the eighties but gravity always wins and it wears him out she looks like the real thing she tastes like the real thing my fake plastic love but i can't help the feeling i could blow through the ceiling if i just turn and run and it wears me out if i could be who you wanted and if i could be who you wanted all the time, all the time * because it was the soundtrack (at radiohead last night) to one of the most beautiful moments of my life, and with the song being played live and everything it was nearly too much for me ... |
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