| Michael Jackson – They Don't Care About Us Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| This is an extremely powerful song. But the song has to be listened to with quite a hefty volume on, otherwise it just fizzles. The lyrics AND the dancing, hey, the whole outlook of Michael Jackson on the video of this song is really a great experience. But what does he want to say? I think he, like many of us people, are dead tired of hearing of violence and killings and hate actions everyday. But, more than anything, Michael wants the judging of other people's way of life and choosing of how they live, have to stop. And I agree. 100%. | |
| The Alan Parsons Project – May Be A Price To Pay Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| Maybe I'm totally out of context here, and sometimes there's easy to read a little too much out of a text, making meanings out of lyrics that isn't really in there. But... I think APP are addressing bigger issues in the world today with this song text. I'm myself a believer in a greater good in this world, like that there's a God or whatever you want to call it that looks after us, but also expects us to stick to a couple of basic set of rules, or else... And, we're really not doing that these days, are we? I know I'm not. Atleast not as much as I could be doing. And there's the central message with this song, I think. We ordinary humans are the "apprentices" and servants, while God are the Master/Sorcerer. The "House" is the world. And God are sometimes away, and we just can't help ourselves can we? We just got to make mischief and bad things when our parent isn't looking. So our souls are now "turning cold in the heat of the night". ...or not. Maybe this song is just about a fantasy theme? | |
| Nick Drake – Way to Blue Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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I actually think that the meaning this song is pointed towards people finally being able to admit they can do faults. And when, and if, people can admit that everyone can fail, then everyone is feeling blue. BUT in that feeling we all are as one. In that feeling we can all identify us with eachother. So, why not find the way to blue? I could. |
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| Metallica – Nothing Else Matters Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| It's some times easy to say "I love this song" or "this is the most awesome song I've ever heard". But seriously, when it comes to Nothing Else Matters, both the music and the lyrics touch - ever so sensibly - that innermost of feelings: being close to someone in that special way. Not being forced to behave or say anything but what we feel. To be totally relaxed within the love. To KNOW that you have it. Even without words. | |
| Coldplay – Clocks Lyrics | 20 years ago |
| jek21 is a small person that can't abide with other peoples views. Just ignore that one. Given time, jek21 will grow up and start to understand that talking about emotions can be rewarding and in fact very intelligent. | |
| Coldplay – Clocks Lyrics | 20 years ago |
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This is my first entry on this site, and I'm proud it's on Coldplay's "Clocks". Here goes: In my view, the lyrics of this song means these (diverse interpretations): Lights go out and I can't be saved, [He notices the 'lights' of his life, his present situation being put out, and he can do nothing about it. He can't save himself from this, and the situation itself presents no opportunity for escape.] Tides that I tried to swim against, Have put me down upon my knees, [Here, in my opinion, one can easily understand that's it's all about love. Either unfaithfulness from his partner or himself, being the tides that is impossible to swim against. And the impossibility of it all has put him on his knees.] Oh I beg, I beg them please, [He, in reality, begs the tides (his partner and the whole situation) not to drown him.] Singing, come out of things I've said, Shoot an apple off my head, And I, Trouble that can't be named, The tigers waiting to be tamed, [Here, I think he's been displaying himself in front of his partner as being the perfect one, the "William Tell-figure" - Shoot an apple off my head, meaning "I'm perfect, just shoot an apple off my head, and I'll show you I'm not afraid", and he's been saying this about himself. Not ever admitting he also has serious flaws as everyone has, thus Trouble that can't be named (won't be named, because he's not admitting them) and going on with The tigers waiting to be tamed, meaning he's got more manly business to do, instead of dealing with the real ones - the ones that leads to the sorrow he now feels. Especially when he thinks about: Singing, you are, You are. [This is the most important part. He's at a complete loss of words. All he can say is... You are. Which is the complete opposite of the 'Mr. Perfect' he himself has pretended to be. And that is the central thing for him: his partner just 'is'. All he ever wanted.] Confusion never stops, Closing walls and ticking clocks, [The usual hindrance of life, things, happenings, persons getting in the way of ones everyday plans.] Gonna, come back and take you home, [Atleast, that was the plan. He was going to come back and mend everything, solve every problem, talk about every obstacle, explain all the confusion and basically 'fix' the whole situation.] I could not stop what you now know, [This is why it's too late. Probably he himself has been unfaithful or somesuch thing, and the lie was discovered -as it always is!] Singing, come out upon my seas, [He's begging his partner to "come out upon my seas", which is, to meet him on his terms. But:] Cursed missed opportunities, Am I a part of the cure, Or am I part of the disease? [Now, he's talking to himself. He's cursing the missed opportunities, because he is now totally alone. His now ex-partner has left. Asking himself, if he's part of the cure or the disease.] Singing, you are, You are, You are, You are. [Melancholy hits his senses now. He's talking to himself, praising his partner again, and again.] And nothing else compares, Oh nothing else compares, And nothing else compares. You are, You are. [Again, praises, in his loneliness. Emptiness.] Home, where I wanted to be home, Home, where I wanted to be home, Home, where I wanted to be home. [Admitting, finally, and too late (to himself) that he always wanted to be at home with his partner. But he never actually returned, in time.] |
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