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Music That Gets You By
« on: February 06, 2017, 03:35:31 am »
Thrice - To Be Everywhere Is To Be Nowhere

lyrics - A series on war and US foreign policy.

Hurricane

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i_qEii32n1k

Those flowers I found you
Were the truest red that I'd ever seen
Till you cut yourself on their thorns
You winced and I kissed you
And I kissed your palms and we both laughed
So unaware of the gathering storm
It's gonna rain, it's gonna rain
Till the levee breaks
And a tidal wave of fear and pain carries us away
Another fight into the night
Until nothing else remains
How do we find harbor from the hurricane?
Now sheltered in shadows
The quiet song of your breath stirs the dark
Your skin like a rose 'neath my hand
And I can't keep from wondering
Why nothing good could ever stay
Why faith feels like a fistful of sand
It's gonna rain, it's gonna rain
Till the levee breaks
And a tidal wave of fear and pain carries us away
Another fight into the night
Until nothing else remains
How do we find harbor from the hurricane?
It's gonna rain, it's gonna rain
Till the levee breaks
And a tidal wave of fear and pain carries us away
Another fight into the night
Until nothing else remains
How do we find harbor from the hurricane?



Blood on The Sand

We wave our flags, we swallow fear like medicine
We kiss the hands of profiteers and their congressmen
But I've seen too much (of this fear and hate)
I've had enough (and I'm not afraid)
To raise a shout, to make it clear
This has to end

There's blood on the sand, there's blood in the street
And there's a gun in my hand, or there might as well be
And I'm sick of it — I’m so sick of this

We panic at the sight of different-colored skin
And we've got a plan to justify each mess we're in
But I've seen too much (of this fear and hate)
I've had enough (and I'm not afraid)
To take a stand, to make it right — this has to end

There's blood on the sand, there's blood in the street
And there's a gun in my hand, or there might as well be
And I'm sick of it — I’m so sick of this

Fear will kill your mind and steal your love as sure as anything
Fear will rob you blind and make you numb to others' suffering
And I've felt its touch too many times and I've had enough
I've had enough!

There's blood on the sand, there's blood in the street
And there's a gun in your hand, or there might as well be
Are you sick of it? I’m so sick of this

There's blood on the sand, there's blood in the street
There's a gun in your hand, or there might as well be
Aren't you sick of it? I'm just sick of this
Cause I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick
I'm so sick of this

https://youtu.be/SecJsEelf3c



So beautiful , please listen to this one

The Window

All that I've known's within the walls of this room
Where there's a window, roughly boarded up
It's true the gaps are patched, but even through the tiny cracks
I feel a wind blow, I see a light of strangest hue

And there's nothing I can say - there's no way I can prove
That there's a place beyond this room
But still, there's something in the way the light comes shining through
And in the way the curtains move

Late in the night I lay awake, my eyes fixed
On the window, I strained my ears until
I thought that I might have heard a song, somehow hiding
In the soft glow, old as time and ever new

There's nothing I can say - there's no way I can prove
That there's a place beyond this room
But still, there's something in the way the light comes shining through
And in the way the curtains move

I found a note scratched in the wall
In a pained and earnest scrawl
The hand, I recognized, was somehow mine ...
I read each line with dread:
"There's no wind and there's no light
There's no song you hear at night
There's nowhere to hide, be terrified
It's all inside your head"

But still there's something in the way
The light comes shining through
And in the way - in the way the curtains move

https://youtu.be/JmJHRHZtG9I



Wake Up

Just a little sleep, a little slumber
Little folding of the hands to rest
That's what we tell ourselves
But we know we're gonna just lay here till the sun's gone west

But there are foxes in the garden
And there's an armed man at the door

When the wind is right and the skies show favor
When the heat has died and the day is cool
We tell ourselves that we'll do it later
When we know full well that that ain't true

And now there’s wolves at every window
The mob is breaking down the door

Come on, we gotta wake up!
We gotta wake up!
We gotta wake up!
I hear them coming back for more
We gotta wake up!

Oh, we say we'll do it when things settle down
We say we'll do it when this season's through
We say we'll do it when we get around to it
But it's already overdue

And there are foxes in the garden
And there's an armed man at the door

Tomorrow's song is a siren singing
Such a sweet and subtle lullaby
Tomorrow's song has got us clinging
To the promise of the by and by

And now there’s wolves at every window
The mob is breaking down the door

Come on, we gotta wake up!
We gotta wake up!
We gotta wake up!
I hear them coming back for more
Come on, we gotta wake up!
We gotta wake up!
We gotta wake up!
Oh, I think they're gathering for war

https://youtu.be/lgVmXBJWj8E



The Long Defeat

The tyranny of deterioration
It worries me that it's all just a waste of time
Taking one step forward, two steps back
Still I believe there's a thread through the thorns
Yeah I believe that somewhere it's warm
And I believe that it's ever bright beyond this black

So keep holding on to hope without assurance
Holding on to a memory of light
But will the morning come?
For all I know we’ll never see the sun
But together we’ll fight the long defeat

The suffering that I see all around
It's enough to keep me crashing down till I
I lie wrecked and reeling from these falls
Still I believe there's a word in the wire
And I believe there's a way through the fire
And I believe there's a joy that blooms beyond these walls

So keep holding on to hope without assurance
Holding on to a memory of light
But will the morning come?
For all I know we’ll never see the sun
But together we’ll fight the long defeat

https://youtu.be/dBo4d19vWAo



Black Honey

I keep swinging my hand through a swarm of bees cause I
I want honey on my table
I keep swinging my hand through a swarm of bees cause I
I want honey on my table

But I never get it right
No, I never get it right

I keep swinging my hand through a swarm of bees
I can't understand why they're stinging me
But I'll do what I want
I'll do what I please
I'll do it again till I've got what I need

I'll rip and smash through the hornet's nest
Do you understand I deserve the best?
And I'll do what I want
I'll do what I please
I'll do it again till I've got what I need

I try to stick this pin through a butterfly cause I
I like all the pretty colors
It just fell apart, so I flung it in the fire
To burn with all the others

Cause I never get it right
No, I never get it right

I keep swinging my hand through a swarm of bees
I can't understand why they're stinging me
But I'll do what I want
I'll do what I please
I'll do it again till I've got what I need

I'll rip and smash through the hornet's nest
Do you understand I deserve the best?
Till you do what I want
I'll do what I please
I'll do it again till I've got what I need

This time, I'll get it right
This time, I'll get it right
It's gonna be this time, I'll get it right
God, let it be this time I get it right

So I'm cutting that branch off the cherry tree
Singing, "This will be my victory,"
Then I
See them coming after me
And they're following me across the sea
And now they're stinging my friends and my family
And I
Don't know why this is happening
But I'll do what I want
I'll do what I please
I'll do it again till I've got what I need

I keep swinging my hand through a swarm of bees cause I
I want honey on my table

https://youtu.be/C9GTEsNf_GU



Death From Above

You were a silhouette, shimmering shadow in the mingled ash and snow
I took your fevered hands - felt like embers of the world's dying glow
And you were feather light as I carried you quietly through the crumbling streets
And in the fading light I could see in your eyes that somehow we were meant to meet

But would you stay with me
If you thought the war was over
And everything made right?
Would you still believe in us?
And would your love for me grow colder
With no one left to fight?

Would you stay with me?
Would you stay with me?

After the fever left, together we'd scavenge through the city and her scars
And when the day would end, bar the door against the demons and the dark
We'd share a can of something and the bottle of bourbon I had hid away
It'd warm me from within and you from without till I forget the chill and gray

Would you stay with me
If you thought the war was over
And everything made right?
Would you still believe in us?
And would your love for me grow colder
With no one left to fight?

Would you stay with me?
Would you stay with me?

Oh, it seems like every night, I lie in bed and worry that the world would start to heal
Now I'm terrified that if it did you'd start to ask if what we have is real

Would you stay with me
If you thought the war was over
And everything made right?
Would you still believe in us?
And would your love for me grow colder
With no one left to fight?

Would you stay with me?
Would you stay with me?

https://youtu.be/1YjLPYjHj60



I always thought, I always thought, that there was something different, setting us apart
That I was led, that I was led by men with sober minds and sympathetic hearts
I swore an oath, swore an oath, but never knew just what it was to take a life
I play at God, play at God across such distances and from so great a height

But I am never sure who I am killing
How many innocents were in the building?
I drop death out of the
No longer human beings, no longer people
Just targets on a screen, none of it's real
I drop death out of the sky... Tell me why

One day they sent, one day they sent me to the chaplain when I said I can't go on
All he said, all he said was just to shut my mouth and do the "will of God"

But I am never sure who I am killing
How many innocents were in the building?
I drop death out of the
No longer human beings, no longer people
Just targets on a screen, none of it's real
I drop death out of the sky... Tell me why?

Tell me why?
"To make us safe," so it would seem
But we shoot further than we dream
Can’t we see? We only justify
Someone’s resolve to rise against
And to avenge the innocent
And defend the ones that still survive
I'm still asking "why?"

https://youtu.be/FRlYdrgWfzI



You told me not to worry
It's all for the greater good
Who made you judge and jury?
Who gave you the axe and hood?
You wanted it sealed

I'll tell the real story
I'm the bird that sings
I'm the whistleblower
Wake up and take warning
Congressmen and kings
I'm the whistleblower
Waiting in the wings

You told me keep it quiet
That I'd ruin everything
But I'd rather start a riot
Than help you pull these strings
You told me to kneel

I'll tell the real story
I'm the bird that sings
I'm the whistleblower
Wake up and take warning
Congressmen and kings
I'm the whistleblower
Waiting in the wings

Watching, waiting in the wings

I'll tell the real story
I'm the bird that sings
I'm the whistleblower
Wake up and take warning
Congressmen and kings
I'm the whistleblower
Waiting in the wings

Watching, waiting in the wings
Watching, waiting in the wings

https://youtu.be/JVr3kb7R5To



The sky took its cue, every color and hue on display
Till thick veils of indigo signaled the end of the day
But each landscape that lies in the mirror of your eyes turns to grey

Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh

On the edge of a knife, it's like you're living your life on the stage
You're talking through glass, we're just square photographs on a page
Oh, we're never alone but we're each in our own little cage

Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh

You're here but it's clear you're just salt and shadow
Here, but half a world away
You're here, but you're merely a hologram
Here, still so far away

Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh

You manage to hide even here by my side where we lay
Here on this bed where I sense every thread start to fray
And I feel our skin touch but there's only so much it can say

You're here but it's clear you're just salt and shadow
Here half a world away
You're here but you're nearly a hologram
Here, still so far away

https://youtu.be/Ms8sWD4OJiw



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Re: Music That Gets You By
« Reply #1 on: July 26, 2017, 11:01:06 am »
Tool - Forty Six & 2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tja6_h4lT6A

My shadow's
shedding skin and
I've been picking
Scabs again.
I'm down
Digging through
My old muscles
Looking for a clue.

I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own confused
And insecure delusions
For a piece to cross me over
Or a word to guide me in.
I wanna feel the changes coming down.
I wanna know what I've been hiding in

My shadow.
Change is coming through my shadow.
My shadow's shedding skin
I've been picking
My scabs again.

I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own chaotic
And insecure delusions.

I wanna feel the change consume me,
Feel the outside turning in.
I wanna feel the metamorphosis and
Cleansing I've endured within

My shadow
Change is coming.
Now is my time.
Listen to my muscle memory.
Contemplate what I've been clinging to.
Forty-six and two ahead of me.

I choose to live and to
Grow, take and give and to
Move, learn and love and to
Cry, kill and die and to
Be paranoid and to
Lie, hate and fear and to
Do what it takes to move through.

I choose to live and to
Lie, kill and give and to
Die, learn and love and to
Do what it takes to step through.

See my shadow changing,
Stretching up and over me.
Soften this old armor.
Hoping I can clear the way
By stepping through my shadow,
Coming out the other side.
Step into the shadow.
Forty six and two are just ahead of me.