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incubus - The Warmth (it was on Make Yourself, made in 99, so it's in the 90's :D )

 

I'd like to close my eyes and go numb

but there's a cold wind coming from

the top of the highest high-rise today.

 

It's not a breeze cause' it blows hard.

Yes and it wants me to discard

the humanity I know, watch the warmth blow away.

 

Do you think I should adhere

to that pressing new frontier?

And leave in my wake a trail of fear?

 

Or should I hold my head up high

and throw a wrench and spokes by

leaving the air behind me clear?

 

Don't let the world bring you down.

Not everyone here is that {censored}ed up and cold.

Remember why you came and while you're alive

experience the warmth before you grow old.

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Originally posted by Rage Bass Dude

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The song Afterlife with Gamma Ray from the Land Of The Free album has my favorit lyric. The song is dedicated to Ingo Switchenburg who played the drums before he tock his own life.

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Dashboard confessional - brillant dance

 

i love this guys lyrics sooo much!

 

 

 

"so this is odd

a painfull realisation that all has gone wrong and

nobody cares at all

 

so you buried all your lovers clothes

and burnt the letters lover wrote

but it doesnt make it any better

does it make it any better

and the plaster dented from your fist

in the hall where you had your first kiss

reminds you that the memories will fade

 

so this is strange

a side stepping has come to be

a brillant dance

where no body leads at all

 

and the picture frames are facing down

and the ringing from this empty sound

is defening and keeping you from sleep

and breathing is a foreign task

and thinkings just too much to ask

and your mesuring your minutes by a clock thats blink eights

 

 

well this is incredible starving insatiable

yes this is love for the first time

well you liked to think that you were invincible

well wernt we all once before we felt loss for the first time

well this is the last time

this is the last time

this is the last time "

 

i think one of the best things about the song is the way he repeats "this is the last time" several times over at the end implying that though everytime you think its the last time its going to happen again and again ...well atleast thats what i read from it

 

Matt

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'VINTAGE WHINE' - SKYCLAD

 

I'll play Bacchus for the evening,

Pray, be seated, take your places

Should my manna seem displeasing,

Offend your airs and graces,

I've a list long as your arm,

(The connoisseur's selection)

Such bitter whines -a quaff of qualms,

Awaiting your inspection

 

The bubbles burst - this ain't sham-pain

I've watched hopes wither on the vine

The fruits of labours toiled in vain

I reap sour grapes at harvest time.

 

Anno 1999 - a classic year for Vintage Whine.

 

CHORUS :

 

Since it's drawn - I must sup the cellarage of sorrow

Yet fate refills my tarnished cup each time I drain the dregs

Their poison cannot kill me - new strength from it I'll borrow

My maudlin is a caudle that would fill a thousand kegs

 

Here's one for the road - afore ye go

Drink deep sweet lads and lasses

Those blighted crops you gladly sow

Shall one day fill your glasses

Brood for decades - pure hate distilled

Then bottled up much longer

Revenge - a draught I'll serve you chilled,

When time has made it stronger

 

Non-cordial - it's bile bouquet

Laments ferment the patience schnapps

Cask full of mulled futile dismay

My well-aged-rage - you 've turned the taps

 

Anno 1999 - a classic year for Vintage Whine

 

Since it's drawn - I must sup the cellarage of sorrow

Yet fate refills my tarnished cup each time I drain the dregs

Their poison cannot kill me - new strength from it iI'll borrow

My maudlin is a caudle that would fill a thousand kegs

 

Anno 1999 - a classic year for Vintage Whine

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I guess not too many people are really going to identify this artist as a 90's touchstone but he did put out about a zillion albums during the decade. I'm talking about John Darnielle; aka the Mountain Goats. In my opinion, the finest lyricist I've yet encountered. To truly understand their beauty one has to hear them married to the actual music but I'll post a few choice offerings from his 90's catelog.

 

Elijah

 

streak the windows.

smear the walls with coconut oil, yeah.

fill a cast iron kettle with water and magnolia blossom.

let it boil.

let the water roll.

let the fire take its toll.

i'm coming home.

i'm coming home.

 

dust off the idols.

give them something to eat.

i think they're hungry.

i know i'm starving half to death.

 

i know you're waiting.

i know you've been waiting for a long long time.

and i'm coming home.

i'm coming home.

 

set the table.

those three extra places --

one for me,

one for your doubts,

and one for god.

 

let the incense burn in every room.

feel the fullness of time in the empty tomb.

feel the future kicking in your womb.

i'm coming home.

i'm coming home.

 

 

 

Weekend in Western Illinois

 

the land's opening up like a blanket,

and the dandelions spread themselves thickly out

along the fields, which are, evidently, endless;

and we are hotly in love with one another.

we've got an unquenchable thirst in our throats.

we are, for some reason, all the time, bleeding,

and we are friendless.

 

but we love these dogs that roll on the lawns here in galesburg --

because they seem to know something nobody else knows.

it is written on the smiles on their faces,

and it rings in their high young voices

and we are burning up all of our choices up here

where the tall grass grows, up here in galesburg.

 

the sky's opening up like an old wound,

and the rain on our bodies is warm tonight

and the ground underneath us shakes in the cracking thunder.

and we can taste fresh blood in our mouths again:

there is no chance of getting enough of it,

and we tally up all our possessions, and we're going under.

 

but we love these dogs that loll in the rain here in galesburg

as the new season rocks them in its terrible arms.

yeah they howl as though the world were ending,

and we are watching the sky unwinding

and some of our promises were binding up here where our dreams take form

up here in galesburg.

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Originally posted by Mike Fresh

incubus - The Warmth (it was on Make Yourself, made in 99, so it's in the 90's
:D
)


I'd like to close my eyes and go numb

but there's a cold wind coming from

the top of the highest high-rise today.


It's not a breeze cause' it blows hard.

Yes and it wants me to discard

the humanity I know, watch the warmth blow away.


Do you think I should adhere

to that pressing new frontier?

And leave in my wake a trail of fear?


Or should I hold my head up high

and throw a wrench and spokes by

leaving the air behind me clear?


Don't let the world bring you down.

Not everyone here is that {censored}ed up and cold.

Remember why you came and while you're alive

experience the warmth before you grow old.

 

Man, that's pretty weak. I've seen lunch trays that were less shallow.

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THE DAY I TRIED TO LIVE

 

I woke the same as any other day

Except a voice was in my head

It said seize the day, pull the trigger

Drop the blade, and watch the rolling heads

 

The day I tried to live

I stole a thousand beggar's change

And gave it to the rich

 

The day I tried to win

I dangled from the power lines

And let the martyrs stretch

Singing

 

One more time around might do it

One more time around might make it

One more time around might do it

One more time around

The day I tried to live

 

Words you say never seem

To live up to the ones inside your head

The lives we make never seem

To ever get us anywhere but dead

 

The day I tried to live

I wallowed in the blood and mud with

All the other pigs

 

I woke the same as any other day you know

I should have stayed in bed

 

The day I tried to win

I wallowed in the blood and mud with

All the other pigs

 

And I learned that I was a liar

Just like you

 

Music: Cornell

Lyrics: Cornell

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Toss up between Soundgarden and Afghan Whigs. Since noone ever mentions Afghan Whigs on this forum, here's a song from them

 

Now You Know - Dulli

 

Since you're aware of the consequences

I can pimp what's left of this wreck on you

Bit into a rotten one, now didn't you?

Now I can watch you chew

Did you have blinders on my dear

Or were you just willing?

Or was I unaware of the damage a lie can do?

I thought you knew

 

Listen up

Drive it off

Punctuate it with a smoker's cough

Light it up

Stick around

I told you somebody's going down now

Spit it up

Get it out

Let me kiss that beautiful mouth

Tell me is it the same?

My sweetness, my everything

And is this condescending a comfort at all to you?

We bit into a rotten one

Now didn't we?

Well, baby now it's through

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