| The Joy Formidable – Cradle Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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Don't worry. It'll be over soon. Then we can get it on with it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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| The Joy Formidable – Wolf's Law Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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I’m your friend not your guard And we’re under Wolf’s Law ... |
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| The Joy Formidable – Wolf's Law Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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Ya...you're under Wolffee's Law... (our laws of opposites attracting / and the time we have left to share) |
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| The Joy Formidable – This Ladder Is Ours Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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This song they sing is a play for my heart Nocturnal energy that provides me camaraderie, Fearless intensity, scripts out our reality I need not talk ... they drum out my part. |
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| Simon and Garfunkel – I Am A Rock Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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YUP. You can always see what is inside of people by observing what they suggest is in others. (You can only accuse others of what you have some capacity inside yourself.) Otherwise, how could you calculate the degree to what you imagine is inside of others, without some self-memory of it as a basis for comparison? ("Labyrinth" - David Bowie) So ... if you want to get to know the people who like to interpret lyrics, simply apply what they suggest the songwriter was saying to themselves. (Just saying; snivel snivel.) The tempo and the chord pattern in this tune suggests driving forward, with meditative restrains. It's not a lonely sad song. It's a solitary "warrior" song. (Paul wrote this in 1965, just before suffering a Garfunkel.) In eighth grade I used to throw the headphones on and spread eagle in the floor in the living room getting stoned on their stuff. I could lock the living-room door to the living room and block out all the riff-raft. (Don't jump to conclusions! I didn't say rasta-raff.) SO, what this song REALLY means is ... A winter's day (LOVE THE SNOW AND THE FRESH AIR OUTSIDE THE WINDOW WHILE I STAY WARM INSIDE) In a deep and dark December; (SO DEEP WAS THE SNOW THAT IT COVERED THE ENTIRE WINDOW AND MADE THE ROOM DARK) I am alone, (BY CHOICE BECAUSE I WORK BEST THAT WAY, I'M LEFT BRAIN DOMINANT - SORRY GARFUNKEL) Gazing from my window to the streets below (AFTER I KNOCKED SOME SNOW OFF) On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow. (AAAAAAAAAAAH THE SILENCE! RARE IN NEW YORK; BUT BEAUTIFUL, CLEAN, WHITE, AND QUIET.) I am a rock, (I AM SOLID IN MY SELF-NESS) I am an island. (I AM A PEACEFUL TROPICAL PARADISE, HERE IN THE WARMTH OF MY ROOM) I've built walls, (A CASTLE FOR PROTECTING OTHERS WITH A SIMILAR INTELLIGENCE) A fortress deep and mighty, (DEEP FOUNDATION AND HIGH TRUTH) That none may penetrate. (WALK IN BY INVITATION YES, PENETRATE WITHOUT PERMISSION, NO) I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain. (PEOPLE WHO WANT TO BEFRIEND ME FIND PAIN WHEN I FAIL TO LIVE UP TO THEIR ILLUSIONARY EXPECTATIONS OF ME) It's laughter and it's loving I disdain. (ILLUSIONARY DISTRACTIONS THAT DIS-TRACK HUMAN BEINGS FROM ACQUIRING A PEACEFUL INTELLIGENCE) I am a rock, (YUP) I am an island. (THANK GOODNESS - COME JOIN ME ANYTIME YOU ARE TIRED OF TREADING WATER AND EATING SEAWEED) Don't talk of love, (DON'T TALK ABOUT ILLUSIONS) Well, I've heard the word before. (WORDS ARE ILLUSIONS WITHOUT ACTION) It's sleeping in my memory. (I REMEMBER THE ILLUSIONS ... SO THAT I DON'T HAVE EXPECTATIONS THAT FAIL AGAIN) I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died. (FEELINGS OF ILLUSIONS WITHOUT PERMANENT ACTIONS NEED TO DIE) If I never loved I never would have cried. (IF I HAD NEVER BELIEVED IN THE ILLUSION, I WOULD NOT HAVE BEEN ANGRY AT MYSELF, THEN CRIED FOR MISLEADING MYSELF, AND THEN NEEDED TO DEPRESS MYSELF JUST TO STOP THE ANGER ABOUT THE STUPID ILLUSIONS I BOUGHT INTO) I am a rock, (SOLID) I am an island. (CENTERED: STANDING APART FROM THOSE THAT FLOUNDER JUST OFF-SHORE) I have my books (CORRECT MEMORIES THAT I USE TO CONSTRUCT CORRECT IMAGINATIONS - NOT ILLUSION LIGHTLY) And my poetry to protect me; (THE HISTORICAL ART OF THE PAST REMINDS ME HOW TO IMAGINE THE FUTURE CORRECTLY) I am shielded in my armor, (KNOWLEDGE IS POWER, AND A CORRECT MEMORY IS THE KEY) Hiding in my room, safe within my womb. (HIDING FROM THE FREEZE OUTSIDE, WARMTH OF THE WOMB INSIDE) I touch no one and no one touches me. (I DON'T HURT THEM, SO THEY CAN'T HURT ME) I am a rock, (COMPLETE, UNBROKEN, RELIABLE AND STEADFAST) I am an island. (A PLACE TO FIND SHELTER FROM THE RAGING CONFUSION IN THE SEA) And a rock feels no pain; (HAS NO EXPECTATIONS OF OTHERS - THEREBY CREATES NO ILLUSIONS OF LOSS ABOUT WHAT CAN ONLY BE SOME INCORRECT IMAGINATION) And an island never cries. (HAS NO NEGATIVE THOUGHT PATTERNS DUE TO POSITIVE UNDERSTANDING AND A CONSCIOUS STABILITY) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- YUP. Its a solitary life, when you don't have the same snivel-boy mentality that almost everyone else does. But its much more productive and way more savor-able. Those of us who would rather live as a long, happy, chain of tropical Heavenly islands; than live surrounded by self-entitled, expectant, innumerably disillusioned, irrational friends on the mainland of Hell ... or out in the sea of inconsistent ideology that stands between them and us. LOVE ALWAYS, As long as it's truth and not illusion; as long as its permanent - and not some attractive fantasy. For the Truth can always be dressed up, played with, and fully enjoyed as a fantasy. But a fantasy can never be dressed up, or played with, or fully enjoyed as the Truth. Love ya forever, Actions are the essence, words are just one of the necessary paint brushes ... You Know Who You Are, WOLFFEE |
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| Will Hoge – Baby Girl Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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Ya ... now THAT'S a good song. (an imprisoned father's wish for his daughter's future.) I would have added lyrics to the effect of ... "EVEN WHEN THEY STRIVE TO RULE YOU, AND MAKE YOU SAY GOOD BYE ... I'LL STILL BE THERE TO LOVE YOU, AND ALWAYS ." "A promise, is a promise, is a promise ... and FOREVER means ALL TIME. Baby Girl YOU'RE AWESOME ... and You're ALWAYS on my mind." LOVE YA! Wolffee |
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| Will Hoge – Baby Girl Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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Ya ... now THAT'S a good song. (an imprisoned father's wish for his daughter's future.) I would have added lyrics to the effect of ... "EVEN WHEN THEY STRIVE TO RULE YOU, AND MAKE YOU SAY GOOD BYE ... I'LL STILL BE THERE TO LOVE YOU, AND ALWAYS ." "A promise, is a promise, is a promise ... and FOREVER means ALL TIME. Baby Girl YOU'RE AWESOME ... and You're ALWAYS on my mind." LOVE YA! Wolffee |
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| The Joy Formidable – Whirring Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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The lyrics above are not quite correct! (The lyrics below are correct.) The correct lyrics are on this band's website at ... http://www.thejoyformidable.com/music/1bf06e-whirring/ This much delight Fills columns to new heights All these things about me you never can tell Colors run prime Paint a picture so bright All these things about me you never can tell You make me sleep so badly (my) invisible friend Turn the dial on my words I can feel they fall short Turn the dial, chime alarm Watch these (clock) hands move apart Turn the dial on my words I can see you staying here Fierce steps shadow, life’s will gone shallow All these things about me you never can tell You make me sleep so badly (my) invisible friend Turn the dial on my words I can feel they fall short Turn the dial, chime alarm Watch these hands move apart Turn the dial on my words I can see you staying here -------------------------- These lyrics describe her current relationship to him. If and when the clock hands come back together ... he truly hopes that they'll be able to talk longer so he can answer all her questions. (And then he can sleep better.) |
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| Bruce Springsteen – The Ghost Of Tom Joad Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Up late tonight (as usual) working on the third rewrite for the new book … and VH1 reran the 25th Hall of Fame concert … and Tom Joad just finished. Awesome song. And ya, that live version is hot. But I just have to leave a comment for “cubfever 7” … because you are not looking at the big picture. And I know that once you do you’ll have a change of heart about Bruce and Tom. Yes … it’s true that the old school musicians are ALL BIG LOTTO winners who got lucky and were mass-marketed before the internet killed the record store. (Geez I miss hanging out at Tower. It was a colorful, joyful, shared environment you just can’t get with an I-Pad.) And ya, they make millions on residuals (that newer artists will NEVER ever see and so they all end up with day jobs). And sure, they charge an arm and a leg for tickets but that’s because the REAL bad guys are running the show — not the artists. The REAL bad guys won’t invest in new venues because they can steal more of your money by charging higher margins in the huge demand they have artificially created - by short-sheeting or fractionalizing the supply (fractionalizing the supply of concert venues and advertising channels). No new venues and no new mass-marketing means new artists have to compete for peanuts, while the big entertainment corporations make bank from a huge supply of consumers with nowhere else to go. And so the old-school performers stay in the spot light (while the new guys starve and fail to regenerate attendances). Except for a few like Cold Play and Kings of Leon. BUT AT LEAST BRUCE AND THE OTHER MUSICIANS ARE GIVING YOU SOMETHING YOU LOVE AND REVERE FOR THE PRICE OF ADMISSION! Your banker and your government can’t anywhere near say the same. Your banker - and you new world order. (It’s an economic war of nations and the only way the nations and multi-nations [Euro] can fight other nation conglomerations for supremacy is by sacrificing their wealth and happiness of their own serfs.) It’s a pattern of rich get richer / poor get poorer that always occurs throughout world history. It happens every 250 years. And its happening now. And it doesn’t end pretty. (The conditions in the song are not even a tenth as bad as it will actually turn out to be in the near future.) But at least the artists aren’t stealing from you like the corporate raiders have. The artists are staying rich by working their asses off playing their hearts out for years on the road. They are giving you the value you want. The bad guys are just stealing your cash without even providing you something in return. The bad guys say that they are providing you with a service. A service - that you can’t see - and that can’t ever play over and over again anytime you like on the stereo. At least Bruce and the rest of them are giving you your money’s worth — even while they raise money for starving countries. You sound like a bitter roadie who didn’t win the record company LOTTO. You’re just like the rest of us. You’re in good company. But don’t blame the artists who give you what makes you sing. Blame the CEOs and their pockets full of politicians and their financiers who are tone deaf - and couldn’t care less if they kill us to make themselves feel like they exist. Oh wait! — there’s that chopper again! I gotta run. Catch you next time. (Send me a smoke signal if you can.) But hey - just don’t hoc the harmonica. And I won’t sell the 12-string … that way we can at least still jam (in that concrete echo chamber under the overpass). Love ya, WOLFFEE |
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| Coldplay – Every Teardrop Is a Waterfall Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Kinda fun at MTV-EMAs Party Night!!!!! (Missed you, felt you, wish you were here and all the other Pink Floyd songs I love) Lady GuyGuy - what a marketing scam that is. VERY GOOD to see Cold Play ... and Queen. (Too bad Lambert has no falsetto...that last note should have been an octave higher.) But talk about your own personal dream cover band!!! And now he has a place where everybody loves that he is ... happy?) I see a long profitable gig in Vegas. This Cold Play song that they performed tonight is about the VERY NEAR FUTURE kids. (Like you can see it coming with all the turmoil that is escalating currently yes?) After the "soon to arrive" devastations/tribulations/Teotwawki/etc...(and there's no Obamacare that's going to fix that one). But the cool thing is that COLDPLAY has the positive attitude - and what else is cool is that they are looking forward to he reconstruction. I just hope they survive as much as I know the tracks (that we have hidden with the spare ipods and electrical generators) down in the shelter will. So we can still listen to their records("ings") after the light go out and the street catches on fire. (Here is the explanation of the lyrics. And some of you thought they were to "cutesy". Ya, right.) I turn the music up, (headphones up to 11 = deaf but happy) Got my record(ing)s on (too many syllables in recordings to fit the beat) I shut the (devastated) world outside, until the lights come (back) on (after the EMP/solar storm/nuke meltdown turns them all off) Maybe the streets alight,(asphalt burns, rioters burn, banks burn, everything burns in a melt-down) Maybe the trees are gone (no problem...fresh charcoal to BBQ squirrels with!) I feel my heart start beating to my favorite song (music is all we will be all we have left to cheer us up) And all the kids they dance (nothing else to do at night, no MTV to watch anymore. No advertisers.) All the kids all night (no more mommies and daddies to tell us to go to bed now - whoohoo!) Until Monday morning feels another life (because the business world has collapsed - Monday is a brand new way of life) I turn the music up (ears still ringing from Predator missile blasts) I'm on a roll this time (no government left to prevent us from taking over the world with LOVE now!) And heaven is in sight (we are going to rebuild Heaven on this planet this time - after it burns down from unrest and intolerance) I turn the music up, (aaaaaah,that's better - ambient rules!!!!) I got my records on (Petabytes of the music files we saved underground away from the EMPs) From underneath the rubble (oops, earthquake or bombing zone) sing a rebel song (no government left to stop us warrior/rebels now!!!) Don't want to see another generation drop (have to rebuild the Earth correctly this time - there not enough resources left to screw up again like all the other generations before us, so if we blow it this last generation will drop off a cliff) I'd rather be a comma, than a full stop (some of us will need first-aid, but yet there will be a lot who just suddenly died) Maybe I'm in the black (ashes from the forest fires, GRBs, nuke plant implosions, etc.) Maybe I'm on my knees (praying for the Second Coming to get here now that everything is equalized) Maybe I'm in the gap between the two trapezes (no more government entitlements left so we're in free-fall and waiting and hoping to land on our feet ... with what we practiced ahead of time) But my heart is beating and my pulses start (now we can get excited about rebuilding the Earth) Cathedrals in my heart (and we rebuild Heaven on Earth) As we saw, oh this light (the return of the rider on the White Horse of the Apocalypse) I swear you emerge blinking (its dark underground with the lights off) into, (the light) to tell me it's alright (redemption is nigh) As we soar walls (parkour ... in order to get over the debris fields) Every siren is a symphony (it's FUN to be a part in all the emergencies that set us free!!! Sirens will die once the squad car batteries do) And every tears a waterfall (we are out of water - so every tear is valuable and precious! Save some tears for the poor in spirit.) So you can hurt, hurt me bad (some of us will get wounded fighting off the left-over troopers) But still I'll raise the flag (the flag of the warrior/angel millennium) It was a wa-wa-wa-wa-waterfall A wa-wa-wa-wa-waterfall Every tear Every tear Every teardrop is a waterfall (seriously - store water, its going to be in really short supply and its going to be a while before we get the spigots back on!!!!) So that's the meaning - but its upbeat if you are warrior!!! You know me ... I am Always. (Stick around and I'll share my food storage and save a seat in the cave for you ... yes?) Wolffee |
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| Jet – She's a Genius Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Yes ... this song totally says what I would if I could tell the girl herself. But sometimes you just have to watch the genius exist from the sidelines and smile. And simply sing along in admiration. The Jets are a fun band. This song is very reminiscent for those who are old enough to remember the positive/power-boppy Van Halen 80's rocker scene in Hollywood and Pasadena (i.e. pre-Grunger suicider). Australia loves the retro. (Actually is not really retro if your out-back never had it in the first place.) This music storm-troops through simplistic, cowboy poetry with fearless impunity. The adamant, unstoppable wanna-be cadence bounces along without the slightest hesitation or shame. It makes you want to line-dance down the block with all the curly-headed, cowboy-boot-wearin' college chicks ... (as long as they haven't banned you from the neighborhood yet:) LOL SHE IS GENIUS. (Tweeky Sneaky Cheeky Genius!) I AM PROUD AND ENCHANTED AND MESMERIZED BY HER EXISTENCE. (Just like this song was.) Never in my life have I seen such genius reside, hide and then intelligently ride like a girl like this song suggests. Hopefully someone who knows a lot about horses can figure some cute quick-steps to it and we can make a cowboy-dance-video with it sometime. ... Always |
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| The Moody Blues – Watching And Waiting Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Awesome song. So true. So very true. Patience is a virtue, which is best kept warm. |
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| Mazzy Star – Into Dust Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Ya I know...! Years later we are listening to possible sound tracks to add to a video game commercial ... and we find this PERFECT song to add. (It worked fabulous with the battleground background.) A seeming hopeless and desperate life and death situation that two log-lost warrior spirits find themselves trapped by. The song is actually about two humans, whose relationship is being twisted and tortured by others so adamantly, that their desire to share their hope for each other seems ... well ... kind of hopeless. (But it only seems that way - for IF they hang in there - they can both survive.) All they have to do is keep the faith - and keep trusting each other - and they will come off conqueror ... and find each other alive ... when others can no longer resist their re-connection in this life and the next. WOLFFEE |
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| Kings of Leon – Radioactive Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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I just saw KOL play this song tonight on Letterman - I had gotten that old feeling again so I checked the channels and found it just in time - That it was so perfect for the situation... Kings of Leon are so "sincere" compared to the majority of bands out there. Sincerity can be so freaking rare these days - let alone to find it in the lyrical soul of a rock band. KOL brings in the Truth - and the Purpose - and the Hope - of improving human relationships. Exactly what we needed, yet just a little early in their timing. It will all work out in the future. I hope KOL can last longer than the normal brat pack does... |
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