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So there are some pretty damned sad songs out there. Most of them are written by Tom Waits. And so was this one. I just joined up w/ a band (singer) and we're doing a cover of this. The music is awesome, but the lyrics SAAAAAD!

 

What sonegs make you feel like crying like a 4 year old child?

 

Old Shoes and Picture Postcards:

 

I'm singing this song, it's time it was sung

I've been putting it off for a while,

But it's harder by now, 'cause the truth is so clear

That I cry when I'm seeing you smile.

So goodbye, so long, the road calls me dear

And your tears cannot bind me anymore,

And farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes

Can I kiss you, and then I'll be gone.

 

Every time that I tried to tell

that we'd lost the magic we had at the start,

I would weep my heart when I looked in your eyes

And I searched once again for the spark.

So goodbye, so long, the road calls me dear

And your tears cannot bind me anymore,

And farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes

Can I kiss you, and then I'll be gone.

 

I can see by your eyes, it's time now to go

So I'll leave you to cry in the rain,

Though I held in my hand, the key to all joy

Honey my heart was not born to be tamed.

So goodbye, so long, the road calls me dear

And your tears cannot bind me anymore,

And farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes

Can I kiss you, and then I'll be gone.

 

So goodbye, so long, the road calls me dear

And your tears cannot bind me anymore,

And farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes

Can I kiss you, and then I'll be gone,

Can I kiss you, and then I'll be gone,

can I kiss you, and then I'll be gone.

 

--Tom Waits Closing Time

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Bit obvious but REM´s ´Everbody Hurts´ is a tearjerker.

 

Other one that I can think of at the mo has to be ´Nobody´s fault but my own´ by Beck.

 

treated you like a rusty blade

a throwaway from an open grave

cut you loose from a chain gang and let you go

and on the day you said it's true

some love holds, some gets used

tried to tell you i never knew

it could be so sweet

who could ever be so cruel,

blame the devil for the things you do

its such a selfish way to lose

the way you lose these wasted Blues these wasted Blues

tell me that it's nobody's fault

nobody's fault

but my own

that it's nobody's fault

nobody's fault

but my own

 

when the moon is a counterfeit

better find the one that fits

better find the one that lights

The way for you

 

when the road is full of nails,

garbage pails and darkened jails

and their tongues are full of heartless tales

that drain on you

who would ever notice you

you fade into a shaded room

it's such a selfish lose

the way you lose these wasted blues, these wasted blues

 

tell me that it's nobody's fault

nobody's fault

but my own ...

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I asked my friend what the saddest song he's heard, and I agree with his answer:

Send in the Clowns (Frank Sinatra style)

 

Isn't it rich, aren't we a pair

Me here at last on the ground - and you in mid-air

Send in the clowns

Just when I stopped opening doors

Finally finding the one that I wanted - was yours

Making my entrance again with my usual flair

Sure of my lines - nobody there

 

Isn't it bliss, don't you approve

One who keeps tearing around - and one who can't move

But where are the clowns - send in the clowns

 

 

Don't you love a farce; my fault I fear

I thought that you'd want what I want - sorry my dear

But where are the clowns - send in the clowns

Don't bother they're here

 

Isn't it rich, isn't it queer

Losing my timing this late in my career

But where are the clowns - send in the clowns

Well maybe next year

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Dry Your Eyes/ The Streets

 

In one single moment your whole life can turn 'round

I stand there for a minute starin’ straight into the ground

Lookin’ to the left slightly, then lookin’ back down

World feels like it’s caved in – proper sorry frown

Please let me show you where we could only just be, for us

I can change and I can grow or we could adjust

The wicked thing about us is we always have trust

We can even have an open relationship, if you must

I look at her she stares almost straight back at me

But her eyes glaze over like she’s lookin’ straight through me

Then her eyes must have closed for what seems an eternity

When they open up she’s lookin’ down at her feet

 

Dry your eyes mate

I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up

There’s plenty more fish in the sea

Dry your eyes mate

I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts

But you’ve got to walk away now

It’s over

 

So then I move my hand up from down by my side

It's shakin’, my life is crashin’ before my eyes

Turn the palm of my hand up to face the skies

Touch the bottom of her chin and let out a sigh

‘Cause I can’t imagine my life without you and me

There’s things I can’t imagine doin’, things I can’t imagine seein’

It weren't supposed to be easy, surely

Please, please, I beg you please

She brings her hands up towards where my hands rested

She wraps her fingers round mine with the softness she’s blessed with

She peels away my fingers, looks at me and then gestures

By pushin’ my hand away to my chest, from hers

 

Dry your eyes mate

I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up

There’s plenty more fish in the sea

Dry your eyes mate

I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts

But you’ve got to walk away now

It’s over

 

And I’m just standin’ there, I can’t say a word

‘Cause everythin’s just gone

I’ve got nothin’

Absolutely nothin’

 

Tryin’ to pull her close out of bare desperation

Put my arms around her tryin’ to change what she’s sayin’

Pull my head level with hers so she might engage in

Look into her eyes to make her listen again

I’m not gonna fuckin’, just fuckin’ leave it all now

‘Cause you said it'd be forever and that was your vow

And you’re gonna let our things simply crash and fall down

You’re well out of order now, this is well out of town

She pulls away, my arms are tightly clamped round her waist

Gently pushes me back and she looks at me straight

Turns around so she’s now got her back to my face

Takes one step forward, looks back, and then walks away

 

Dry your eyes mate

I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up

There’s plenty more fish in the sea

Dry your eyes mate

I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts

But you’ve got to walk away now

It’s over

 

I know in the past I’ve found it hard to say

Tellin’ you things, but not tellin’ straight

But the more I pull on your hand and say

The more you pull away

 

Dry your eyes mate

I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up

There’s plenty more fish in the sea

Dry your eyes mate

I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts

But you’ve got to walk away now

 

 

.. with the actual music its a heartbreaker.

 

fakename.

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See, I dunno about these threads because I just know there's someone out there sitting in their chair musing about how their song pick is much sadder than my song pick. On top of that, there are so many factors that can make a song sad - many of them have nothing to do with the song itself. But alright, a couple of mine.

 

3 AM (acoustic) - Matchbox 20

 

The regular radio version of the song isn't really all that sad, but the acoustic version with Rob Thomas on the piano singing about his mother dying of leukemia is heart breaking.

 

3 AM

 

She say it's cold outside and she hands me my raincoat

She's always worried about things like that

She says it's all gonna end and it might as well be my fault

And she only sleeps when it's raining

And she screams and her voice is straining

 

She says baby

It's 3 am I must be lonely

When she says baby

Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes

Says the rain's gonna wash away I believe it

 

She's got a little bit of something, God it's better than nothing

And in her color portrait world she believes that she's got it all

She swears the moon don't hang quite as high as it used to

And she only sleeps when it's raining

And she screams and her voice is straining

 

She says baby

It's 3 am I must be lonely

When she says baby

Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes

Says the rain's gonna wash away I believe it

 

She believes that life is made up of all that you're used to

And the clock on the wall has been stuck at three for days, and days

She thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorway

But outside it's stopped raining

 

She says baby

It's 3 am I must be lonely

When she says baby

Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes

Says the rain's gonna wash away I believe it

 

 

Also see...er...hear:

 

Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd

 

So, so you think you can tell

Heaven from Hell,

Blue skys from pain.

Can you tell a green field

From a cold steel rail?

A smile from a veil?

Do you think you can tell?

 

And did they get you to trade

Your heros for ghosts?

Hot ashes for trees?

Hot air for a cool breeze?

Cold comfort for change?

And did you exchange

A walk on part in the war

For a lead role in a cage?

 

How I wish, how I wish you were here.

We're just two lost souls

Swimming in a fish bowl,

Year after year,

Running over the same old ground.

What have we found?

The same old fears.

Wish you were here.

 

 

This one's a sad song but I don't think it'd be sad enough to make my list if I hadn't first heard it (or at least first really listened to it) just after 9/11.

 

My City of Ruins - Bruce Springsteen

 

There's a blood red circle

On the cold dark ground

And the rain is falling down

The church door's thrown open

I can hear the organ's song

But the congregation's gone

My city of ruins

My city of ruins

 

Now the sweet bells of mercy

Drift through the evening trees

Young men on the corner

Like scattered leaves,

The boarded up windows,

The empty streets

While my brother's down on his knees

My city of ruins

My city of ruins

 

Come on, rise up!

Come on, rise up!

Come on, rise up!

Come on, rise up!

Come on, rise up!

Come on, rise up!

Come on, rise up!

Come on, rise up!

 

Now there's tears on the pillow

Darlin' where we slept

And you took my heart when you left

Without your sweet kiss

My soul is lost, my friend

Tell me how do I begin again?

My city's in ruins

My city's in ruins

 

Now with these hands,

With these hands, With these hands,

With these hands, I pray Lord

With these hands, With these hands,

I pray for the strength Lord

With these hands, With these hands,

I pray for the faith, Lord

With these hands, With these hands,

I pray for your love, Lord

With these hands, With these hands,

I pray for the strength, Lord

With these hands, With these hands,

I pray for your love, Lord

With these hands, With these hands,

I pray for your faith, Lord

With these hands, With these hands,

I pray for the strength, Lord

With these hands, With these hands

 

Come on, rise up

Come on, rise up

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Everything You Ever Wanted To Know About Silence by Glassjaw. Its about the lead singers struggle with Crohns disease.

 

That burning feeling.

Red liquids.

Clear liquids.

Blessed are the sick.

Children shiver in the river.

Where is our god now?

Does he watch over all in El Segundo?

He don't lie when he say,

Under.

 

I'm wasting away.

I find time to pine.

When pining away my time.

Within sin

With no redemption

We will find our souls

and the shells they're kept in

all wasted away.

 

Blessed are the sick in me.

The prey, the thrill, the chill and we

are martyrs that crumble on time.

Predestination.

We'll stop upon dimes.

and hed constructed us all in El Segundo,

as the shivering children pray.

 

Demons in

demons out.

Cry for dawn.

Gratis.

Bored.

I'm the matador of the children's ward.

Beggars wed choosers.

Red sheets.

Bed sheets.

Boozers.

I'm the head fan.

Blessed be my bed pan.

 

It's a cold, having just been mugged feeling.

 

In the sun

I've got this for you

it's under my finger nails.

I brought this for you.

It's typically Sunday.

 

I'm digging a hole.

I'll shut out the world,

I'll shut out the world,

This is what it's like to be alone,

This is what it's like to be alone.

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The Replacements - Here Comes a Regular

 

Well a person can work up a mean mean thirst

after a hard day of nothin' much at all

Summer's passed, it's too late to cut the grass

There ain't much to rake anyway in the fall

 

And sometimes I just ain't in the mood

to take my place in back with the loudmouths

You're like a picture on the fridge that's never stocked with food

I used to live at home, now I stay at the house

 

And everybody wants to be special here

They call your name out loud and clear

Here comes a regular

Call out your name

Here comes a regular

Am I the only one here today?

 

Well a drinkin' buddy that's bound to another town

Once the police made you go away

And even if you're in the arms of someone's baby now

I'll take a great big whiskey to ya anyway

 

Everybody wants to be someone's here

Someone's gonna show up, never fear

'cause here comes a regular

Call out your name

Here comes a regular

Am I the only one who feels ashamed?

 

Kneeling alongside old Sad Eyes

He says opportunity knocks once then the door slams shut

All I know is I'm sick of everything that my money can buy

The fool who wastes his life, God rest his guts

 

First the lights, then the collar goes up, and the wind begins to blow

Turn your back on a pay-you-back, last call

First the glass, then the leaves that pass, then comes the snow

Ain't much to rake anyway in the fall

 

Everybody wants to be someone's here

Someone's gonna show up, never fear

'cause here comes a regular

Call out your name

Here comes a regular

Am I the only one who feels ashamed?

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Biggie's "Suicidal Thoughts" was deep, but I always found Nas' "Undying Love" to be a sad song. I'll only post the second verse, because it's a long song.

 

I thought you loved me

I thought you cared for me

I thought you needed me

Did you believe in me?

 

Got up with Horse, showed a look on my face was mad lost

I ain't know whether to cry or just, try to laugh it off

"Son you home early -- they wiped you out that quick?"

I said, "Nah," showed him the plastic with nine in the clip

Hopped in the whip, popped in the disc, pressed play

To the Grand Central, from the Van Wyck Expressway

I said, "Bet you'll never guess in a million years

what I just saw happenin -- and probably still is

Snuck in my crib - some nigga fuckin my wiz

I saw dem, they ain't see me, I ducked and I slid

I'ma grab shorty, I need you to grab the nigga for me"

Just when I thought I found love, she shitted on me

Shopped in Vegas, a present, for our engagement

20 G's on a ring I would have hit her today with

My surprise couldn't match the one she had for me

We pulled up, he was walkin out the house backwardly

Parked in the back of my house, they couldn't see us

Ran to the side of my house, cocked the heater

Walked to the front when I talked he had junk

Bitch tried to slam the door shut, got caught in Horse foot

Shot the Spanish kid in the rib, drug him in

Grabbed her face, say goodbye to your undercover friend

One between the eye, she's died, by mistake

Must've held the gat too tight, pointed at her face

Heard somebody knock -- Horse helped me hide the bodies

Heard si-rens, I guess we goin out we out like kamikazes

We surrounded, red lights flashin, who's inside?

Came out a bullhorn, I'm contemplatin suicide

Horse asked me for the Mac, he gave me dap, one love

Cocked the strap, then he ran out the back

Mad shots couldn't tell what was goin on

Sat on the floor near my dead girl, put her in my arms

Pulled her ring out my pocket I was savin

Put it on her ring finger cocked the glock, and started prayin

to Muhammad and Allah, the most beneficial

through you, all things are possible, I know you're listenin

I never meant for this to happen, I never dreamed

this'd be my fate, such a grotesque, murder scene

On that note, same time, the cops busted in

Kissed my lady, her blood on my lips, I said "Amen"

Put the nine to my head, pulled the hammer, held her close

Squeeze the toast, said to her, "Now unto God, we elope"

...we elope...(Gun shot)

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My Choice is from Outkast's Speakerboxxx called Reset

 

[big Boi]

Ain't it funny how you're born and then your life begins

Just like a baby all alone, that's if you wasn't a twin

You must begin to fend for self when the umbilical's cut

The doctor put you under the heating lamp, your spirit is touched

You know what, I take that back, why? You was alive

Date of conception, interception cause the sperm did collide

From T 'n A to DNA, feelings turn to children

The morning after pill didn't put a halt to our very existance

We livin, breathin, soon we'll be teethin

Our granny got a gold and now we want one for that reason

An adolescent mind is so impressionable in those stages

But parents got to parent their kids to keep them out of cages

Cell therapists beware of this lugie that I spit

Incarceration without rehabilitation really don't mean shit

Little Ricky's home, he gotta serve probation for six months

But Uncle Donnel and Ol' Dirty Bastard still in the joint

Reset

 

[Debra Killings]

Start over again

Everything happens for a reason

Good doesn't come without pain

Start over again

Everything happens for a reason

Start over again

Everything happens for a reason

Good doesn't come without pain

Start over again

Everything happens for a reason

 

[Khujo]

Good does not come without pain

Meaning, before it gets better, it's goin get worse

Like my homies on the sick side still dyin over turf

That don't belong ot urse

I mean us, left in the dust

Try to catch up with massah

I used to wanna wrap my hands around the esophagus of them crackers

But Ephesians 6:12 said it wasn't flesh and blood that we wrestle against

Principalities, powers of this world

Rulers of darkness and spiritual wickedness

In high places, so throw that whole armor of righteousness

I spark this thang, but my name ain't Bubba

I got a problem with racist cab drivers, like Glover

And brothers that wax fat an dforget all about the struggle

Yeah, come on, come on

Guess what, guess what

Time to reset this thang

 

[Debra Killings]

Start over again

Everything happens for a reason

Good doesn't come without pain

Start over again

Everything happens for a reason

 

[Cee-Lo]

Listen to me

I awaken to sunlight that's beyond bright

This day will be done right

There is a war, just waiting on the other side of the door

But I'll be bringing God to the gunfight

Can't live forever, so have some fun, right

Life's a bowl of candy, you can have one, right

You can handle if tomorrow never comes, right

You'll get used to singin if only for one night

But I intend to raise two daughters and a son right

And I couldn't have wrote this if I was hopeless

And see I focus to provoke this

So open wide for my opinionated opus

Stop playin Go Fish, but not below this

Before I go, I thought that you all should know this

Recognize and realize before any regretting

Before you relapse, perhaps you'll consider resetting

Hmm?

 

[Debra Killings]

Start over again

Everything happens for a reason

Good doesn't come without pain

Start over again

Everything happens for a reason

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Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen

 

Is this the real life?

Is this just fantasy?

Caught in a landslide

No escape from reality

Open your eyes

Look up to the skies and see

I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy

Because I'm easy come, easy go

A little high, little low

Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me

 

Mama, just killed a man

Put a gun against his head

Pulled my trigger, now he's dead

Mama, life had just begun

But now I've gone and thrown it all away

Mama, ooo

Didn't mean to make you cry

If I'm not back again this time tomorrow

Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

 

Too late, my time has come

Sends shivers down my spine

Body's aching all the time

Goodbye everybody - I've got to go

Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth

Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)

I don't want to die

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

 

I see a little silhouetto of a man

Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango

Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me

Gallileo, Gallileo,

Gallileo, Gallileo,

Gallileo Figaro - magnifico

 

But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me

He's just a poor boy from a poor family

Spare him his life from this monstrosity

Easy come easy go - will you let me go

Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go

Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go

Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go

Will not let you go - let me go (never)

Never let you go - let me go

Never let me go - ooo

No, no, no, no, no, no, no -

Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go

Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me

for me

for me

 

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye

So you think you can love me and leave me to die

Oh baby - can't do this to me baby

Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here

 

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

Nothing really matters

Anyone can see

Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me

 

Anyway the wind blows...

 

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chickish, I know, but Sarah McLaughlin's In the Arms of an Angel. That woman has some sorrowful vocals. She could sing Winter Wonderland and you'd be crying.:

 

Spend all your time waiting

for that second chance

for a break that would make it okay

there's always one reason

to feel not good enough

and it's hard at the end of the day

I need some distraction

oh beautiful release

memory seeps from my veins

let me be empty

and weightless and maybe

I'll find some peace tonight

 

in the arms of an angel

fly away from here

from this dark cold hotel room

and the endlessness that you fear

you are pulled from the wreckage

of your silent reverie

you're in the arms of the angel

may you find some comfort there

 

so tired of the straight line

and everywhere you turn

there's vultures and thieves at your back

and the storm keeps on twisting

you keep on building the lie

that you make up for all that you lack

it don't make no difference

escaping one last time

it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh

this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

 

in the arms of an angel

fly away from here

from this dark cold hotel room

and the endlessness that you fear

you are pulled from the wreckage

of your silent reverie

you're in the arms of the angel

may you find some comfort there

you're in the arms of the angel

may you find some comfort here

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i love that song!!!!

 

the saddest song ever has to be DUST IN THE WIND by Kansas! i wanna cover that song, its so good!

 

Dust In The Wind"

 

(Kerry Livgren)

 

 

I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone

All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity

Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind

Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea

All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see

 

Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind

 

Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky

It slips away, all your money won't another minute buy

 

Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind

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I would say I'm pretty well privileged to have heard Kris Kristofferson sing Sunday Morning Coming Down live, solo acoustic no less, that woulda been my saddest song (again) but the fact it stirs such joy in my memory negates that.

 

Hope of the States - Me Ves Y Sufres (worth a listen, really mournful piano, turns intense later):

 

"I've got no good in me, for anybody

I've been ruined by the lies i've told to everybody

It's so desperately sad that my life has come to this

I hope there's something better than this, for me...

 

I used to think I had something to say but my dumb idealogies gave me away

I keep my mouth shut but it's always the same, over and over and over again...

 

Today, I am wrong again but it's not surprising

Once more, heaven has forgotten me, so everybody

Clap your hands together for me, as I watch my world collapse

Don't waste your sympathy on me, cause I made it all up...

 

I used to think I had something to say but my dumb idealogies gave me away

I keep my mouth shut but it's always the same, over and over and over again

My mistakes happen so much it's success, but I'll drag you all down into my sorry mess

I said I was sorry but it's always the same, over and over and over again

I have been doomed from the first time I tried, to find something to save me from all of my lies

I'm always fake and it's always the same, over and over and over and over again..."

 

 

 

 

 

And I listened to that depressing but powerful shit, a few times to type up the lyrics, then I couldn't figure one of the last lyrics and then I found a lyric site :D

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I know it might not bed sad to some of you but hyper ballad by Bjork always makes me cry

 

 

"Hyper Ballad"

 

we live on a mountain

right at the top

there's a beautiful view

from the top of the mountain

every morning i walk towards the edge

and throw little things off

like:

car-parts, bottles and cutlery

or whatever i find lying around

 

it's become a habit

a way

to start the day

 

i go through this

before you wake up

so i can feel happier

to be safe up here with you

 

it's real early morning

no-one is awake

i'm back at my cliff

still throwing things off

i listen to the sounds they make

on their way down

i follow with my eyes 'til they crash

imagine what my body would sound like

slamming against those rocks

 

and when it lands

will my eyes

be closed or open?

 

i'll go through all this

before you wake up

so i can feel happier

to be safe up here with you

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Thursday's War All the Time is pretty sad:

 

Standing on the edge of the palisades cliffs

In the shadow of the skyline

very far away, a lightning rod that couldn’t pull the storm from me

I was 5 years old, my best friends older brother died

He fell from these cliffs

The river washed him away the current pulled him downstream

And our lives, float in the headlines

So we parked these cars in our parent’s garage

Listened to the lullaby,

Of Carbon Monoxide

 

War all of the time

In the shadow of the New York skyline

We grew up too fast falling apart

Like the ashes of American flags

 

The sun doesn’t rise

We'll replaced it with an h-bomb explosion

A painted jail cell, of blood in the sky

Like Three Mile Island nightmares on TV they used to sing us to sleep

They burn on and on like an oil field

Or a memory of what it felt like

To burn on and on and not just fade away

All those nights in the basement, the kids are still screaming

On and on and on and on

 

War all of the time

In the shadow of the New York skyline

We grew up too fast falling apart

Like the ashes of American flags

 

And we’re blowing in the wind

We don’t know where to land

So we kiss like little kids

We used to be very tall buildings

We’ve been falling for so long

Now your eyes are the sign on the edge of town

They offer a welcome when you are leaving

 

War all of the time

In the shadow of the New York skyline

We grew up too fast falling apart

Like the ashes of American flags

 

The pieces fall it’s like a last day parade

And the fires in our streets start to rage,

so wave, to the people that long to wave back,

from the fabric of a flag that sang "love all of the time"

 

War all the time

War all the time

All of the time

War all the time

War all the time

All of the time

All of the time

War all of the time

War all of the time

War all of the time

War all of the time

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the saddest song ever has to be DUST IN THE WIND by Kansas! i  wanna cover that song, its so good!

 

"Dust In The Wind"

 

(Kerry Livgren)

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Heh, that song reminds me of two movies: Old School and Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure...when they are talking to Socrates or So-Crates...and Ted picks up the sand and he goes... "All we are, is Dust in the Wind dude..."

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Thursday's War All the Time is pretty sad:

 

Standing on the edge of the palisades cliffs

In the shadow of the skyline

very far away, a lightning rod that couldn’t pull the storm from me

I was 5 years old, my best friends older brother died

He fell from these cliffs

The river washed him away the current pulled him downstream

And our lives, float in the headlines

So we parked these cars in our parent’s garage

Listened to the lullaby,

Of Carbon Monoxide

 

War all of the time

In the shadow of the New York skyline

We grew up too fast falling apart

Like the ashes of American flags

 

The sun doesn’t rise

We'll replaced it with an h-bomb explosion

A painted jail cell, of blood in the sky

Like Three Mile Island nightmares on TV they used to sing us to sleep

They burn on and on like an oil field

Or a memory of what it felt like

To burn on and on and not just fade away

All those nights in the basement, the kids are still screaming

On and on and on and on

 

War all of the time

In the shadow of the New York skyline

We grew up too fast falling apart

Like the ashes of American flags

 

And we’re blowing in the wind

We don’t know where to land

So we kiss like little kids

We used to be very tall buildings

We’ve been falling for so long

Now your eyes are the sign on the edge of town

They offer a welcome when you are leaving

 

War all of the time

In the shadow of the New York skyline

We grew up too fast falling apart

Like the ashes of American flags

 

The pieces fall it’s like a last day parade

And the fires in our streets start to rage,

so wave, to the people that long to wave back,

from the fabric of a flag that sang "love all of the time"

 

War all the time

War all the time

All of the time

War all the time

War all the time

All of the time

All of the time

War all of the time

War all of the time

War all of the time

War all of the time

 

Wow. I've never heard that song before, but I HAVE been to the Palisades cliffs. I grew up right near there in the Hudson River Valley in New York. My ex boyfriend and I used to smoke pot and sit on those cliffs and look at the skyline...It was really cool at night because it looked like the stars had just decided to float on down for the night and settle right above the river...

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