| The Meg And Dia Band – Santa Barbara Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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This song has a really deep meaning to me; It can be taken many,many different ways, too, though this is just my interoperation Pray for them I often loose track So I took a drag of my first cigarette and I found my head [Turning to drugs and alcohol during hard times.] Roll down the dumps of twenty seventh street [Living threw our simple mundane lives; dealing with sorrow.] I drew a sketch with lipstick and sidewalk of Newports edge Legoblock cliffs and an ocean that doesn't deserve the sounds of silence I'd swear on a dead artists grave An ocean that doesn't diverse the sounds of silence, like..A sorrow that doesn't deserve death; like, knowing you've done something terrible; and then feelings as if you can't forget about it because you're forgetting about what you did to the people that it effected. I found a spot where the drunk never got to Finding a place where your happy enough with yourself that you don't' feel the need to be drunk; or thinking that your like two different people; when your drunk; and when your not; and never getting drunk; or high in one certain place. And it rocks me gently silent, silent I never surface then it doesn't matter Hold my breath It's silent, silent, now Wanting to kill yourself over what your doing now; and what you've done in the past; Diligent Escape by the water Not sick of it Now; using What she said "If I never surface than it doesn't matter" Its like she tried to kill herself; and then realized that that wasn't the right thing to do even though she still wishes she could It only gets harder That's no excuse Living through everything; whether its hard or not; because it doesn't matter how bad your life is; there's someone who's got it a lot worse. to block all the cliches and reason for kicks The sorrow she was living threw blocked out all the bliss in her life. He strokes her hair both sitting on sand and her shoulders bare nothing to demand of them I'm not really sure what to make of it; for some reason it reminds me of living threw an abusive relationship; but then finding someone much better? I don't know... laying back on a lonely stone wall and passersby look passed it all Knowing not to assume that people know how messed up your life is; because to everyone else your just another person on the street... I found a spot where the drunk never got to And it rocks me gently silent, silent If never surface then it doesn't matter Hold my breath I found a spot where the drunk never got to It rocks me gently silent, silent If never surface then it doesn't matter Hold my breath It's silent, silent, now Now; this could be taken as suicide; or forgiving the horrible things you've done in your life; as mentioned with the ocean... |
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