And when you're feeling blue
No one to talk to you
And you don't know what to do
Then see if I care
Oh, you think nothing of me
Say that you don't love me
The time is coming
When you won't feel like you do now
You gonna call my name
You know that you're to blame
Oh, you won't be the same
Then see if I care

Mending slowly, all wounds, effortlessly
As the burden of his sunken child is lifted
But effortlessly again carried
Faintly to the stone heart of an angry son
An angry son who has done his swallowing
His memories are bitten pills
So many bitten pills that he has collected
Like the fallen pieces of the broken ground which he now moves on
This ground so unsettled, so endlessly unsettled
He recounted with the weight of the sunken earth
And still he moves on

This is Earth
Earth which he has moved on and collected, settled to his own liking
And still he moves on
A voice in the back of his head reminding him
That this is stolen, that this is not his
All these moments, this precious time spent, moments in gravity
All this anxious waiting
All this time spent waiting

All this pain that you know
All this effortless moving, all this pain that you will ever know
In waking hours, time spent in these moments

Though he is living, silently in moments
And forgiving relevance, it is in his heart he is holding
And calling behind sadness of empty fields
It is in these moments of time well spent, in these moments of gravity
This time well spent
A look to heaven, sighing tears of angels and a night sky
Racing
Racing, yelling softly
This is the moment
This is the moment

A look to heaven, sighing tears of angels and a night sky
This is the moment
Holding moments and forgiving relevance, it is in his heart
Calling behind the sadness of empty fields
All these moments of time, time well spent, time knows better

Behind tired eyes, behind tired eyes, I think he's waiting
Knowing your destiny, he calls him the angry son

This is the moment
This is the moment
This is the moment
This is the moment of truth
Running out of time
They don't know me, know me
They don't know me
This is the next last moment
I am the angry son
I am the angry son
I am the angry son
I am the angry son
This is the moment
This is the moment
I am the angry son
I am the angry son

I am the angry son
I am the angry son

Sighing tears of angels and a night sky, this is the moment


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Angry Son Lyrics as written by Seth Nanaa Adam Nanaa

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    General CommentThere are a few bits there that I don't agree with, here's my interpretation that I reckon is almost 100% correct (bar the missing bits).

    Slowly mending old wounds,
    As the burden of his sunken child,
    I lifted and carried it, lifted and carried of,
    To the stone heart of the angry son,
    Who now stands before you.
    An angry son who has done the swallowing,
    Of twenty one years worth of bitten pills,
    Bitten pills he has collected,
    Like the fallen pieces,
    A broken ground which he now moves on,
    My ground so unsettled,
    The feet are counting with the weight of the sunken earth,
    Still he moves on,
    Pay no attention to angels sigh,
    It is not the stone land,
    It is not the stone land that makes me,
    It is the smile that I stole.
    How can you look upon a sky and say that you want a sky,
    How can you stand upon a land and say that you own a land,
    And we say, three times .... with the stolen (or stone) .....
    And we say, three times .... with the stolen (or stone).....


    All these effortless moments that we spend,
    In these moments in gravity,
    Time well spent like angels sighing for all,
    ... .... .... ....
    And still I am logged,
    This is not why I left,
    In these moments!

    In these moments!
    In these moments!

    Effortlessly angels sigh,
    And I stand and I do not believe,
    And I stand and I do not believe.
    Look me in the eye when you say that father,
    Look me in the eye when you say that father.
    How can you look upon a midnight sky and say that you own a midnight sky,
    ...................................
    ............things that you think you own.
    And I can look upon a shadow,
    .............................
    Look at you father collecting your prizes,
    Your objects of desire
    Look at you father neglect our mother,
    Look at you father I remember everything that you said. Father.
    In the name of your dollar bill,
    In the name of your new house, that’s burned to the ground
    In the name of your dollar bill father, I remember everything that you said.
    Where is our mother, father.
    Standing silently trembling.
    I remember every word that you said father, I remember every word that you said.
    As I stand now I am the angry Son, father.
    Embracing an angry son, father.
    And I will remember every word that you said, father.
    Every word.
    I will remember every word that you said father,
    They go through my head.
    Our danged mother.
    And your many names father, and your many names.
    Sexism, racism, ethicism.
    And your many names father that we know you by,
    Mother stands trampled, mother stands lying on the ground bleeding.
    Where are you father?

    But I am here father, I am the angry son.
    How could you stand here father?
    How could you stand here father?!

    This is the moment!
    This is the moment!

    I am the angry son,
    I am the angry son,
    I am the angry son,
    I am the angry son.

    How could you say, it’s nothing,
    I am the angry son,
    I am the angry son.

    How can you say that it’s nothing,
    How can you say that it’s nothing,
    I am the angry son,
    I am the angry son.

    How can you say that it’s nothing,
    How can you say that it’s nothing,
    I am the angry son,
    I am the angry son.

    How can you say, it’s nothing father
    How can you say, it’s nothing father,
    How can you say, it’s nothing father,
    I am the angry son.
    Tweezon November 04, 2007   Link

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