| Coldplay – The Scientist Lyrics | 7 years ago |
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@[Evolet:17997] Thanks for telling me that, it makes me very glad. I hope things worked out for you. Love, from Denton TX |
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| Coldplay – The Scientist Lyrics | 7 years ago |
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@[drm4LF:17996] She's a nun now so any regret I still have to show is moot. |
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| Radiohead – In Limbo Lyrics | 8 years ago |
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Thom Yorke said it was about leaving and coming back. A place, a relationship, a state of mind... I dunno. The basic idea though, I think, is about being stuck between coming and going, and never actually getting around to arriving. At the beginning, he says, Lundy, Fastnet, Irish Sea. Lundy and Fastnet are parts of the Irish Sea, which divides England and Ireland. So, it's an in-between place, a place of going to or coming from, depending on your perspective. A metaphor for being stuck in-between. In limbo. It can become a very personal song, based on that basic precept. With that said... Wow. This is my song. Mine. It's so weird, and scary and don't it seem like it's trying to be something beautiful, but that's stuck inside itself? The way it just repeats those weird sequences of notes that, if music had a blunt edge, would just keep knocking you unconscious over and over, and then waking you up over and over, for hearing those sounds over and over, for the first time, every time, forever. Lost inside a circle. |
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| Angra – Millenium Sun Lyrics | 8 years ago |
| That was a horrible entry but it still sounded pretty fkn cool. | |
| Don Huonot – Rauhanpiippu Lyrics | 8 years ago |
| I know what you mean about the clouds. I just wanna be up in em, the big fluffy white ones, and the huge dark stormy ones. | |
| Radiohead – Knives Out Lyrics | 8 years ago |
| I've always loved this song, and decided to look up the lyrics today, because why the hell not, and abject horror is what I felt as tears clouded my vision. | |
| Fountains of Wayne – Radiation Vibe Lyrics | 8 years ago |
| This song makes me happy when I feel like shit. I love to sing along with it, singing in every harmony available. Sometimes when I'm feeling really really bad, I play this song over and over and over, and just sing it and sing it, all over the place, over and over. It's magic for my mood. Not permanently, but when I'm listening to it and singing. Makes me not want to die for a while. | |
| Pete Krebs – Shytown Lyrics | 8 years ago |
| It's obviously about me. Longishly about me. About me. I don't understand how they know | |
| Alice in Chains – Over Now Lyrics | 8 years ago |
| This song has a personal meaning for me, regardless of what it meant to Layne or Jerry or AIC. Back in '93, I was 22 and on the verge of moving away from home. I, my sister, and three close friends had been planning all that spring on moving to Austin together. We were a close knit bunch, and we were young and naive and stupid and hopeful. That summer, one of us, one of the three friends, went to prison for accidentally killing another friend, who the rest of us didn't know... with a shotgun. A stupid careless mistake, but he had tip pay for it. That shattered all of our young, dumb lives. The rest of us moved to Austin without our incarcerated friend, and after 18 months of fooling ourselves - with drugs; ecstasy mostly - into thinking that everything would still work out, and that we would find that indestructible groove in Austin without our friend, things fell apart and we all ended up homeless and in dire straits. We all kind of just moved back to our homes after that... and then this AIC album came out. And that's what this song meant to me back then. It still means the same thing to me, for that little sad chapter of my life. | |
| Doves – Rise Lyrics | 9 years ago |
| This song doesn't really have a specific meaning for me; it's more of a feeling. It makes me feel like I'm dreaming, or maybe it makes me feel a nostalgia for a certain dream, or maybe a culmination of all the dreams I've ever had. I get this feeling a lot, that it feels like normal life is like a dream, like I'm dreaming while awake, that certain things... landmarks, areas, times of day, seasons, weather... will trigger this dream feeling. It's extremely weird, and this song seems to trigger those feelings too. | |
| Beck – Steal My Body Home Lyrics | 9 years ago |
| What is that whiskey jug woodwind sound that pervades the background of this song, like a dirge for the death of the deviil's daughter? What the fuck is that haunting sound that makes me want to cry forever with no emotion? What is that empty alone thing that fills my mind with a hollow vacuum and sucks out anything that ever wanted to be anything, leaving behind the eternal dysfunction of intent, buried under a universe of apathy? | |
| Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young – 4+20 Lyrics | 10 years ago |
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This song is not hard to understand at all, and it really needs no interpretation. There isn't any layered symbolism, or multi-hued metaphors, or complex artistic constructions beyond an honest description of one person's pain. I'll describe the song in the first person, the way it is sung. I'm 24 years old. All during my childhood when I was growing up we were poor. My dad tried hard to support us, but his life had been hard and he was a broken man by the time he'd married my mom and had us kids. Now that I'm 24 years old and a grown man, I find that my childhood experience of coming from a broken home has defined my young adult life. I'm repeating all of my dads mistakes, and the poverty I'm experiencing now is exactly the same as when I was a child - but my own and not my dads, and not physical, but of the soul. I'm broken and dysfunctional, and lonely, and my only refuge is that of drugs and alcohol. And I'm oh, so tired of entertaining this monster which clings to me and will never ever let go, which only serves to distract me from my despair with the false hues of fake satisfaction and happiness, that I just want to kill myself. |
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| Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young – 4+20 Lyrics | 10 years ago |
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This song is not hard to understand at all, and it really needs no interpretation. There isn't any layered symbolism, or multi-hued metaphors, or complex artistic constructions beyond an honest description of one person's pain. I'll describe the song in the first person, the way it is sung. I'm 24 years old. All during my childhood when I was growing up we were poor. My dad tried hard to support us, but his life had been hard and he was a broken man by the time he'd married my mom and had us kids. Now that I'm 24 years old and a grown man, I find that my childhood experience of coming from a broken home has defined my young adult life. I'm repeating all of my dads mistakes, and the poverty I'm experiencing now is exactly the same as when I was a child - but my own and not my dads, and not physical, but of the soul. I'm broken and dysfunctional, and lonely, and my only refuge is that of drugs and alcohol. And I'm oh, so tired of entertaining this monster which clings to me and will never ever let go, which only serves to distract me from my despair with the false hues of fake satisfaction and happiness, that I just want to kill myself. |
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| The Zombies – The Way I Feel Inside Lyrics | 10 years ago |
| No, that was a good story, and it matches the mood of the song pretty well, I think. I had a similar experience. Back when I was in college, me and a bunch of other kids who went to the same school worked at the same place, and one of them was this cute Mexican girl, and she was pretty shy and always did her work with headphones on (we did internet research for this company, so that's what we did all day, sit in front of a screen, online, doing searches) and she never really cut up with the rest of us. I know she liked to drink and hang out with a friend she had away from work and school (and that's just about all I knew about her), because that's one of the few things she talked about, was how she was a lot more talkative after a few drinks. Anyway, I tried to get her to open up some, and sort of got an awkward friendship going with her. The fact that she was Mexican had something to do with why I liked her (my ex was Mexican, and I'd been pretty heartbroken over her for a couple of years) and I tried to introduce her to different kinds of music that I liked. Bjork, in particular. She never really responded much to my recommendations, or really even opened up to me ever, but then the day came soon after she graduated when she got another job, and on her last day, she left for lunch - something she rarely did - and she never came back. I guess that was her plan for quitting, so she wouldn't have to say any awkward goodbyes. Anyway, some of the few things we actually talked about besides music were science fiction, and video games... and when I got back from lunch, there was a paperback copy of Ender's Game, a favorite sci-fi novel of mine that I'd told her about, and inside was a picture of Bjork which had been clipped out of a magazine. No note, no nothing else... just that book and that picture; a silent acknowledgement of our brief semi-friendship over the past several months. It was the only time she'd ever expressed anything to me which indicated anything about herself and her feelings beyond the regular, shallow surface communication which occurs between mere acquaintances. I was deeply touched by the gesture. | |
| Pinback – X I Y Lyrics | 10 years ago |
| Easy. This song is about me. I walk 10 miles a day to work and back, just getting my fucking shoes off at the end of the day my reason for getting up in the morning, I'm a good person - at least I try to be - but people make me sick sometimes, and some day 'they' are gonna strain me to my breaking point, and everyone will be the same, and therefore my enemy. | |
| Nirvana – Sliver Lyrics | 10 years ago |
| To me, the song ain't nothing more than what it seems to be on the surface. A childhood memory of grandma babysitting while mom and dad had a night to themselves. It doesn't have to be some mysterious riddle with layers and layers of hidden meaning. You're supposed to relate to this song if you have similar memories of being dropped off at grandma's as a child. I know I do. | |
| Temple of the Dog – Times Of Trouble Lyrics | 10 years ago |
| This song used to help to pull me out of dark places, because I'm an addict. Then my friend killed himself, my best friend and brother, and my friend is dead now, and I realized I never was the one singing this message to him, that I never tried to pull him out of his dark place, that nobody ever tried to pull him back from the darkness. | |
| Temple of the Dog – Your Saviour Lyrics | 10 years ago |
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What's being sung at the end, from what I can tell from repeated listenings at high volume with headphones: Whisper, hide your face. Cry, hide your face. Whisper, hide your face. Cry, hide your face. Whisper, hide your face. Cry, hide your face. Whisper. |
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| Coldplay – The Scientist Lyrics | 11 years ago |
| This song is about a broken relationship. How do I know? Because I know what this certain kind of broken relationship, the one the song is talking about, feels like. For anyone who has been through this, the lyrics describe it perfectly, and it's pretty much unmistakable. It's all about a guy (or a girl, I suppose) who is so very sorry that he screwed things up and wants to just erase the huge mistakes he made and go back to the start of the relationship, back when everything was ok and when she still loved him, and he is tortured by the memory of when she used to tell him things about herself and ask him questions about himself, about his life, his story... you know... the way it was at the beginning when she was excited and wanted to know everything about him and he was her world. And he's remembering those times, and how it was back than... especially how she said she loved him, how she used to say it all the time, and how he thought so little of it at the time, and how he never hears her say it anymore, and never will again... and now it haunts him, because he remembers her saying it now, he hears it in his head incessantly... he actually hears it now and pays attention to it now, now when she doesn't want him anymore. And he remembers all of the magic at the beginning, how it was then, when everything seemed perfect, and he understands his mistake... how he played the part of the scientist. How he took her for granted, thinking that her love would be as reliable and logical as a machine, not even realizing that he wasn't giving her the love and understanding and emotion that she needed... and how he analyzed everything and came up with logical reasons for all of the mistakes he made, making her seem wrong for just loving him and feeling hurt when he hurt her, and how he realizes now how he was letting their future love be decided by something as meaningless as a flip of the coin. The flip of a stupid switch. Logical statistics. And now he would give anything to just go back to the beginning and start over again, but it will never happen. His apologies are too late, his confession is too late, his realization is too late. He was the scientist instead of the lover, and he's lost her, and it's over, and he never ever knew, never ever had an inkling of how hard it would be without her. | |
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