| Rush – The Analog Kid Lyrics | 5 years ago |
| Woke up this morning with this song ringing in my memory. It has always captured that period between the edge of childhood and adulthood. The time for stepping out into ones own in the world is close at hand. At this point I've heard about but have not experienced it yet on my own as a true individual. I'm about to step away from childhood, not fully appreciating/understanding the innocence that, naturally gets left behind. I'm only overwhelmed at this point by the awesome potential that could lie ahead. It's exciting, but also at moments, blinding. I look back on this time/space, now as a man, after it has long passed, and remember what it felt like to stand on the precipus of something for the first, and in a way, the last time. A moment of brand new awareness, that in and of itself, was a most meaningful experience. | |
| Yes – Wonderous Stories Lyrics | 12 years ago |
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From time-to-time I have the awesome experience of completing connecting with a piece of music. I think it is the kind of experience most people reserve for religion which I have a hard time with. That is what I love about songs like this. That experience brings me back to a core experience that reminds me that I am not a complete atheist or agnostic and there's some belief in me somewhere about something completely beyond me. In the Western tradition, especially Christianity, there is a major experience people claim to have, or describe in being taught by "the Spirit." It's such a fascinating concept really..."Spirit" with a capital "S" signifying an all encompassing force (perhaps like the one in Star Wars :) ) of an all encompassing consciousness without a body that lives in a dimension uncomprehensible to us, but that has the power to enter and visit us. Well, I'm no religious expert, and usually this experience gets completely lost in dogma. However, in my momest of deepest insrtpiration, my mind is completely opened. I feel like I can see through a different kind of eyes. Not my physical eyes. It is something else. It's like an awareness. While in this state anything I choose to think about just seems to make sense as to why it is. Anything I want to think about seems effortless to understand. It's like surfing a giant Internet of knowledge and emotion where I can just move from one idea to another as if they are all intimately connected. It's as if this feeling and state is like this teacher, telling me stories and I am just as giddy as a child. Religion kind of ruined this experience for me, or rather, the people in it. But I suppose the experience will always be in some way connected to the idea of God or "the Spirit" no matter how willing I am to just reduce it to an awesome emotional experience or whatever. But I still remember many concepts in scriptural or religious thinking like the idea that being a human being on earth is a trial of separation from God. The idea that living with God we take infinite knowledge for granted. The idea that we chose to be born into earthly bodies to see if we would use our free will and make our way back to "Him". And of course, there's all kinds of references to "seeing the face of God" and people not being able to survive it (Abraham?) So anyways, this song is totally full of biblical nuances but also recognizing the true inspiration for all of that, which is really secondary. It's that experience which converts people in most religions I've heard of. So anyways, this song puts words to all of that in a way that makes me safe and whole about the idea, instead of all the bitter feelings I have about organized religion. I guess you could say, it brings me back to God,whatever that means, I'm not even sure. But it is what it originally meant, the first time I explored the subject with all of my life and ended up disappointed with the human attempts to turn all of that into one giant symbol of mental idolatry. |
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| Elton John – Tiny Dancer Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| After reading other posts, the end of the image for me is that maybe she is not ultimately "with him". For is anyone ever really with you, always? Maybe he was "with her" once, but this sort of union never lasts as long as one would like...and that the relationship as it exists in the realization of her, is really a fond memory and fantasy of how one wishes it always could be. This thought is comforting when alone. | |
| Elton John – Tiny Dancer Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| oh man, that is great. Thanks for the laugh! | |
| Elton John – Tiny Dancer Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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One of the things I love about music, is just when I have forgotten about its power, it creeps up like some exotic spice, and just brings something completely alive. That something can be anything, a movie, a memory, a stifled emotion. And the spice can interact with different things in so many original, creative ways, and it doesn't have to mean anything. I only come to this site when a song hits me like that, and I want to see "the experience" from other perspectives and share my own. I was watching an episode of Big Love (season 2, episode 4), the song plays at the end of the episode where a girl is running away... As I listened, the vision I had was of an orphan, who learned to survive on her own. While many others grow up, and look for meaning or a place to belong in life, the orphan was thrust into the world early on and has an uncommon, hard, self found wisdom that she had no choice to find. While others may turn to religion or some other group appropriated means of feeling safe (Jesus freaks out in the street Handing tickets out for God Turning back she just laughs The boulevard is not that bad). It's not a spiteful laugh. She just knows. She sees reality for what it is. This is ironic since others may not find this simple truth until late in life (or never), or after having dreams shattered or experiencing the many disappointments that life can bring. But it's not bad that she was an orphan. She learned to float and thrive upon the magic of life..the hard times also brought out the real beauty and ability "to see"...the same thing many creatives strive for. But in a way, the orphan never sought out to grab that ability, to be famous, or be seen as creative, or have "the experience" that life can bring. It happened as a result of tragedy, and became a quiet saving grace...really, the hardest way to come to the experience of enlightenment or peace. As Elton John sings the song, I hear him, or any nameless character who is famous and regarded as a superstar, for their ability to articulate such beauty, realizing that the glory to sing the song or be up on stage is not where the real glory is "Piano man he makes his stand In the auditorium" and that this is kind of sarcasm, and humility vs. the experiences that the runaway/orphan had. She is the real super star in the grand experience. Well, the orphan grows up. She is ok. She is in the background, naturally attracted to the life of creativity of the musician, although maybe not particularly talented in that regard herself. It is the only place that really defines her. She is in the shadows, behind the limelight, in appreciative servitude...and the beauty of this song, is that her love for the experience, is more beautiful to the singer than his attempt to put the experience into words. It is the singer who is regarded as the enlightened, who turns to the orphan for comfort and to feel safe. This is the irony: The orphan, the unwanted, the discarded...becomes the central figure, or a saving angel, in a quiet unnoticed miracle behind the face of the power (the man singing the song). He sees how hard she has really had to work. What makes it better is that she is ultimately with him, but he really feels how high she really is above him. It is truly beautiful. |
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| Elton John – Tiny Dancer Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| Thanks for sharing toast. That is what I like about this site the most. Someone taking the time to describe what the song means to them. | |
| Elton John – Tiny Dancer Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| and because there is only one meaning and someone HAS it, right? And only that one meaning is official!? Where can I buy the meaning!? haha | |
| Bob Marley and the Wailers – Crazy Baldheads Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| Most Rastafari believe that Selassie is in some way a reincarnation of Jesus and that the Rastafari are the true Israelites. At the heart of Rastafari is the belief in being one's own 'kingman' or prince (hence they call themselves Rastafari). Rastafari are criticised, particularly by Christian groups, for taking Biblical quotes out of context, for picking and choosing what they want from the Bible, and for bringing elements into Rastafari that do not appear in the Bible. However, a great interest in the Amharic Orthodox version, authorized by Haile Selassie I in the 1950s, has arisen among Rastas. Selassie himself wrote in the preface to this version that "unless [one] accepts with clear conscience the Bible and its great Message, he cannot hope for salvation," thus confirming and coinciding with what the Rastafari themselves had been preaching since the beginning of the movement. - Wikipedia. | |
| Rush – 2112 Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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Let's start off this song review with a few preliminary comments. I believe that musicians and artists are the new prophet's of the new era. I have a game for "hearing their scriptures". I call it, "A child's game: The unspeakable sacred names of God". When you listen to music, pray along with the artist, and the you will, with practice, open yourself to the music, and the creative energy that inspired. it. It is important to note that the result of this game, begins to take you into the realms of time travel. It brings you into being with light beams that reveal the illusory nature of time. Charles Manson had discovered this, but where he went wrong, was in thinking that the powers he was tapping into, were his to use as he pleased. I am here to tell you, that because he chose to glorify himself as the creator, he ended up thinking he was Jesus or something. The same with all these other fools. As you begin to feel the powers unfolding while playing this game, just remember, they are not yours. They do not belong to you. If you read, "Idiot's guide to Einstein" and the very nature of light, it is said that in order to travel in time, a vehicle would have to 1) have an infinite mass, and 2) require infininte energy. That vehicle, is the human soul. The song: This song in some ways, is like a metaphor for what one can find in their heart. We all can find this "guitar" behind the waterfall of which resides our heart. This is why images of Jesus are often with a fiery heart. The story in the song is about the challenge we all face when we stumble across the heart's beauty and have an awakening. We try to share it with people, thinking, they will be so excited, because then when they have it too, they will be so filled like I have been. But what happens instead with your earnest desire? Another toy will help destroy The elder race of man Forget about your silly whim It doesn't fit the plan. The powers of greed and control can't allow for this, because it makes them HYPOCRITES! It would expose the darkness that those priests have put themselves in cahoots with for power! So of course they are going to tell this humble messenger: Don't annoy us further! We have our work to do. Just think about the average What use have they for you? AS the story unfolds, we learn the true nature of what it means to define your self worth, and what you see, based on what's inside of you. Not what's outside of you, in the world. People who seek the approval of others, by driving fancy cars, or fine clothes, or rolling their eyes, are weak people. They need the outside world to validate them. To someone who "wakes up" as the Hindu's put it, they have to learn to develop that confidence in themselves that says, "I choose to believe in what my heart tells me, of what I can be. Otherwise, I am just as the blind leading the blind." The rest of the song is of course a narrative about the discoverer and how he suffers from coming into this realization. I myself have suffered it for many years after early childhood experiences of what is known as "theosis" in formal archaic religous structures. But our singer, he regains his faith, he remembers that he cannot deny: I stand atop a spiral stair An oracle confronts me there He leads me on light years away Through astral nights, galactic days It is important to note that what our discoverer is essentially talking about here, is what the ancients called "prophecy", or seeing through time to the end of things. Albert Einstein said essentially, that Energy = Matter in his famous equation E=MC^2 Think about it. When you add the amplitudes of two harmonic frequencies, at certain intervals, the resultant amplitude is GREATER than the sum of their parts. When your soul and music reach this point, do you not feel it? Do you not feel it resonating within your chest, or "a burning bosom". You are beginning to understand time travel. The bible says that God is looking for people who will follow him, WHEREVER HE goes. Take a look around, when musician's are performing, are people arguing about "who is the true church"? Are people turning to each other and saying "I'm RIGHT, my understanding is better than yours!" No, they are feeling the music and it's saving graces. They are understanding and saying YES! This artist understand's what I go through everyday! Think about it. Why couldn't GOD choose music to be his new scriptures, and it's singers to be his new prophets? This is why the child's game is so important - you have to learn to discern, good energy, bad energy and all the grades in between, because when you conciously focus on what's going on within your chest, you begin to open up what the Hindu's called "the third eye". This is really what time travel looks like when it begins to start manifesting conciously. Be careful about what happens after this process, because this process of opening the third eye, leaves behind what I think of as..."a residue". Do not try to recreate your experience by will alone. You will become a manson or a hitler. Now, here's where it gets really trippy: They left the planet long ago The elder race still learn and grow Their power grows with purpose strong To claim the home where they belong Home to tear the Temples down... Home to change! Supposedly, the end of the Mayan calendar is Dec 21, 2012. Interestingly, I saw on the history channel a couple of nights ago that these mayans were amazing time keepers. Many believe that they were an "advanced civiliation". Anyways, the t.v. program stated that the mayan calendar accurately predicted the arrival of Cortez and the spanish inquisition, and get this, TO THE DAY! So there's some sort of interesting validity there. Now, check this out... Some astronomer's have discovered or postulated that there is a tiny black hole underneath the bermuda triangle. Also, there is what's known as a "white hole" underneath some other triangle near Japan. On Dec. 21, 2012 100 years before 2112, it is a KNOWN SCIENTIFIC FACT, that the SUN, the EARTH, and the center of our galaxy will be imperfect alignment. Would someone please come forward, and tell me what implications does this have for energy? Some scientists say that when this happened before (like 80,000 years ago or something) that the earth's magnetic rotational axes, shifted. The result was great earth disturbances (earthquakes, tidal waves, shit like that). The alternative theory is that this will not happen. HOWEVER, It is said by some Bible scholar's that there was a race of man-angel's who were punished for having sex with the daughters of men, and were cursed to walk the earth as giants. Someone told me, this refers to "bigfoot, the abominable snowman, etc." WHAT IF, the energy alignment brought these creatures into some sort of...reawakening, such that the end days of the bible would be realized? But I hear, there's a way out for you and I. GET OUT OF NEGATIVITY AND STRIFE! Read the book "The Secret" and also James Redfield's "The Celestine Prophecy" If you understand and follow these principles, maybe we can vibrate off the plain of krono's, so to speak. Jacob Michael Phillips |
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| Beck – Strange Apparation Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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Their are cries of defeat muffled by a world of fakeness around us, that somehow still manages to sustain itself with no foundation, and rule everything. The churches are filled with the masses reciting their stock prayers, nervously telling themselves they deserve paradise. The Benz is parked out in the parking lot. The caricature of success is a boss telling you to get your work done, stealing your energy to glorify a false postion of self-importance. That cry will never be expressed. All the while, the promises of the son, that they're are many mansions in the father's kingdom, prepared for a final resting place of the faithful, have been reduced to empty altar's of mental belief. The brother's in the crowd feel their personal internalization pried from their soul's fingers, a paradise turned to dust in relation to an inevitable subconcious connection to the contagious energies of social dynamics. Lost, the faithful are thrown overboard against their will and wash up alone and naked, isolated from the world, driven mad, and are left to find joy talking on broken payphones as the passerbys don't notice the headset and phonecard has been removed. The faces of the wretched, looking up into your face from the street, wrapped in filthy shit covered blankets, unable to mouth the words, begging for a crust of the lifeforce flowing through a bulging disco pants. At one time, I was filled in the presence of others, with the hope of riding eternal waves, together in a party of life flowing forever. The eternal manifests itself in an invisible energy emanating from everything, while I spiral further downward into the doom of redemption, and I hear a an old am radio playing and it crackles: We'll be on the shoreline When that heavy ship goes down Did you think that you were lucky? You should see yourself now Falling into the gutter, I catch a glimpse to cry and look at myself, letting go into my own doom defeated, and I'm saved. |
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| The Smiths – Asleep Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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I was depressed over a relationship for two years, and couldn't get out of bed for about six months. I took valium and literally slept for 20 hours a day because sleep was my only escape from the anguish. When I listen to this song, I remember how thankful I was for having an escape from myself, sleep. Of course, things are much better today :) |
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| The Smiths – These Things Take Time Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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The comments on here about insecurity with sexuality I think are a good starting point for what I want to reflect on... In some traditions, sexuality is seen as a debilitating force. For example, in the buddhist and christian traditions of practicing monkhood. Also, in Yoga texts such as "the fountain of youth", the sexual force is viewed as the most powerful force in the universe, which in our society and culture is accepted as being purposed to manifest through the second vortex or chakrah. The yoga texts instructs on methods of channeling this ultimate energy into the higher realms of the self where there power creates a great self-actualized spirtiual presence and existence. I look around, and wanting to actually try and work towards such a discipline makes some sense to me (although I don't think I'm ready to dissolve all my illusions and begin). For, I see many very unhappy people who seem to think that sex will be a vehicle to a higher happiness, usually wrapped in myth of an over zealous belief in "romantic love". If you accept that romantic love is for the most part, a myth with roots in biological pro-creation, but nevertheless, the most common manifestion of this universal power - I think the lyrics take on a new dimension of self turmoil and desire for self understanding. Have you ever loved so much that it emptied you completely? Even more dangerous, attempted to love someone or something that did not return that precious life force you so freely gave? It is a life altering and reality shattering experience. Growing up and trying to come to terms with my own sexuality, and not being able to understand why my wanting something to be so sacred and beautiful - seemed to be nothing more than blowing a few orgasms and cumming and low animalistic pleasure to everyone else, was extreme source of spiritual turmoil and anguish in my adolescence. I see the lyrics coming from more of a emotional place with a hint of looking back melancholy - that I've attempted to describe above. The things that were remembered most, and that left the biggest impression, were the simple times of wasted youth, sitting together and experiencing the exchange of vital life energy, but indirectly - never actually in a disciplined fashion. Now gone and replaced with an adulthood of confusion, more disconnected to what comes so freely to adolscent sexuality... when we sat in your room they meant more to me than any than any living thing on earth Consider that the morrissey was always an enlightened being, and these lyrics are a manifestation of never really finding a connection to the world, and having to make do with the almost romantic memories of lying drunken in her room, like a youthful memory. |
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| Beck – We Live Again Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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I don't know who wrote this: http://www.whiskeyclone.net/ghost/songinfo.php?songID=319 But it says it is about becks grandfather. The thing that confused me was the interpretation of the line "stink like colognes from a new-fangled waste land" ' but the line "Stink like colognes from a new-fangled wasteland," using a little wordplay, might point the song towards Germany. Back in the '80s, Al Hansen opened an art school in Cologne, Germany. ' This lyric to me has always been a metaphor for the popular world view of manhood, schmoozing personality projected from indiscriminate sex-drive, and how it is dreadful to go out and enjoy life at night and be surrouned by manifesters of this mass accepted illusion. Another line "Gazing alone through sex-painted windows" is another metaphor or perhaps rhetorical statement of how evolving out of animalistic existence of fucking and carnal pleasure, looking for that "higher love" just puts you into a place where you are not with the program. Love has degnerated into sexual pleasure, fulfilling no one wholly. Dare to proclaim this and you are on the outside. Which leads to the line: Love is a plague in a mix-match parade Where the castaways look so deranged Where "love" is not love anymore, and coming to this realization makes you feel deranged in lieu of the constant messages hounded on society of what and how status is obtained. |
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