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danny cavanagh
Apr 30, 2002
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transport motorways and tramlines starting and then stopping taking off and landing the empiest of feelings dissapointed people clinging onto bottles when it comes its so so dissapointed and let down and hanging around crushed like a bug in the ground let down and hanging around shell smashed juices flowing wings twitch legs are going don't get sentimental it always ends up drivel one day i am going to grow wings a chemical reaction hysterical and useless hysterical and let down and hanging around crushed like a bug in the ground let down and hanging around you know you know where you are with you know where you are with floor collapses floating bouncing back and one day i am going to grow wings a chemical reaction hysterical and useless hysterical and let down and hanging around crushed like a bug in the ground let down and hanging around...
 
too many to mention but this came to my mind, directly:Speak to me
For I have seen
Your waning smile
Your scars concealed
So far from home, do you know you're not alone
Sleep tonight
Sweet summerlight
Scattered yesterdays, the past is far away

How fast time passed by
The transience of life

Those wasted moments won't return
And we will never feel again

Beyond my dreams
Ever with me
You flash before my eyes, a final fading sigh
But the sun will (always) rise
And tears will dry
Of all that is to come, the dream has just begun

And time is speeding by
The transience of life

Those wasted moments wont return
And we will never feel again
 
the day once dawned and it was beautiful the day once dawned from the ground then the night she fell and the air was beautiful then the night she fell all around so look see the days the endlees coloured waves go play the game that you learned from the morning and now we rise and we are everywhere and now we rise from the ground and see she flies and she is everywhere and see she flies all around so look see the sights the endless summer nights and go play the game that you learned from the morning
 
there were a bunch of smelly arab twats in bag - fuckin - dad with greasy hair and sweaty bums they never heard of boddingtons it were a different country and a different race no chippies in t'bloody place you can give us back fat terry waite or get a doctor martins in the face say ey ey ey the lads are on their way with their bayonets and their tommy guns and their bellies full of boddingtons...
 
One of my best mates came from Macc, we used to go out pulling crack
Now I know that was just a farce, he's got spunk dribbling out of his arse
He's got scabs from snogging other men, we're never going to talk to him again
He's gone all nesh, he's making us sick, we wouldn't give him cheese of us dicks

Now he's a poof, we can't handle it
Now he's a poof, he does spermy shits
Now he's a poof, he leaves white stains wherever he sits

He's gone to pot, shaved his head, he's got some black bloke sleeping in his bed
AIDs and herpes? He's got them, the evidence is written all over his bottom

Now he's a poof, he's got gonhorrea
Now he's a poof, he's a fucking queer,
Now he's a poof, he can't hold his fucking beer

He's never in the pub, he's no fun, sores and scabs all over his bum
We'll have to pin him down on the deck,
And pour some Boddies down his fucking neck.

Poof! He's an arse bandit
Poof! He doesn't like girl's tits
Poof! His willy is covered in shit

Poof! He's a fucking slob
Poof! He's got a shitty knob
Poof! He's got spunk all over his gob

Poof! He's a mincing gay
Poof! He's full of AIDs
Poof! He likes his buttocks splayed
Poof! Tunnel tester, orifice officer, sausage jockey, pillow biter, uphill gardener, rear admiral, brown hatter, shirtlifter, anal adjuster, rectum rifler, turd burglar, arse bandit.
 
BASIL BUSH...SUPER GAUZES... 5 SCREENS

Listening to Touch&Go...Would you...? (Sure i got you with this one)
 
Sundown dazzling day
Gold through my eyes
But my eyes turned within... only see
Starless and bible black

Old friend charity
Cruel twisted smile
And the smile signals emptiness.... for me
Starless and bible black

Ice blue silver sky
Fades into grey
To a grey hope that oh yearns... to be
Starless and bible black

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When we look back at it all
As I know we will
You and me wide eyed
I wonder will we really remember
How it feels to be this alive
(...)

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No the world is neither fair nor unfair
It's just us trying to think that there's some sense in it...
(...)

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Tied... tied to a time
When we knew that the sun would shine
And you were all smiles
And we could just talk for a while...

Of where we would be when the future comes
And how you would paint while I wrote my songs

If.... if I could find you
And tell you about my life
Or maybe just write
And remind you of when we would dream...

Of where we would be when the future comes
And how you would paint while I wrote my songs

Strange how you never become
The person you see when you're young
 
The final couplet of "Lost Control" is truly spine-chilling:

"I'm coming to an end,
I've realised what I could have been.
I can't sleep so I take a breath and hide behind my bravest mask,
I admit I've lost control..."

*brrrrrrrrrrrr*
 
I can´t say that I am free
as long as they return
If I had a way out of here
would I then return?
they seldom speak, no
they only breathe, slow

do they know I am afraid, so afraid
they depend on my worries so I know
and I´m awake, I´m right in the cricle now
I am with them

there is no way I am going to be free
because their hearts, they are similar to mine
there is no way they are going to release me
from this chain of rows into our own hearts

I can´t say that I regret my promises
I can´t say that I regret behaving like my enemies

I seldom will speak, no
I only breathe, ghost
 
Hmm... :confused: Favorite lyrics,ha?
I guess i could post many anathema songs here,but again, the song that came straight into my mind is this:

"We must suffer :cry: to free our pain,
can you help us find our way?
your here to stay...
stay here in paradise... :saint:

I'll end this moment,to be with you...
through morphic oceans i'd lay here with you
only to stay,stay here in paradise,only to stay...

so lonely,from this maelstorm free are you,
from this maelstorm to be with you... :cry: :cry: :cry:
 
I CAN almost see shimmering faery
As I recline on moss
But there isn't enough primrose
There are only wishes in
A hidden forest

I can almost see ghosts
As I shiver on icy floorboards
But Amelia is asleep in winter
There are only prayers
In a secret house

I was lost by the wayside
Amidst the groans of a tired time

There is nothing for me here
The tales of the flute by the fire
A stroll through a sombre evening
Smoke enticing from their pipes...pipes
And the honourable visions
of a pulseless mind

Death comes in an instant
If you like
But Amelia may be waking soon

When I sleep, I can't pull myself away,
Yet
But I know there are mansions out there,
Maybe on Saturn or Mars or Mercury or Luna,
Maybe on Saturn or Mars or Mercury or Luna,
...Maybe this is a clue.

I'd never been washed ashore
Or seen the droll night before
My body vanished
I hovered in the concourse
Of the court of thousands
Of yellow asphodel
It hurts remembering the fragance of Heaven.

We lived in the rowans, avoiding mad water
Spoiling our children with tea and mushrooms
Early in the autumn as we slept by the oven
Someone sent a shape who tore the house apart.

Our bond was shattered, I was drawn away
I was caught praying in the shade.

Recently, I went back to my door
And breathed...
It was love filtered through yellow paraffin
We pushed with all our might
For you...
 
"If you didn't know
All the moments when I lose myself
I would tell the world
I'm catching flies by now
Speaking to someone
Breaking the windows
This house is dead

The sound of falling when the pictures are moving
Between the memories, dead in time

Brave try the meaning of loss
I know your smile is deadly at this point
wherever you are I am not

If you didn't know
All the moments when I lose myself
I would tell the world
I guess I should know
The limits of the world

There are moments find myself not breathing at all"
 
silent sighs and noisy sights
petty lies makes fake brain dies
big black months theater
unconscious war mothers

how lame could it be
trying to make blind mongs see
you can never ever get gold
out of stinking coal

kangaroos showing greed
chopped their tails, let them bleed
suicide masquerade
candy pills, plastic blade

how lame could it be
betrayed yet it's [almost] funny
how come you thought such morons
were worth all these mental diamonds

how lame could it be
it took all this time but finally
you scornfully got rid of parasites
and took the right way - the opposite
 
are you there? so wonderful to know...all the ghosts...all the ghosts...freak my selfish out my mind is happy need to learn to let it go i know you'd do no harm to me...since you've been gone i've been lost inside tried and failed as we walked by the riverside and i wish you could see the love in her eyes the best friend that eluded you lost in time burned alive in the heat of a grieving mind... and it couldnt be more wrong cos there's noone there unmistakebly lost and without a care we lost all the times now that we could share....
are you there.....?
 
In restless dreams I walked alone, Narrow streets of cobblestone, Beneath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp, When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light, That split the night, And touched the sound of silence. And in the naked light I saw, Ten thousand people, maybe more, People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening, People writing songs that voices never share...And no one dare, Disturb the sound of silence. And the people bowed and prayed, To the neon god they made. And the sign flashed out its warning, In the words that it was forming, And the signs said: "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls….
 
The world is neither fair nor unfair, the idea is just a way for us to understand. But the world is neither fair nor unfair, So one survives, The others die, And you always want a reason why. It doesn't speak a plan or any secret thing, no unseen sign or untold truth in anything... But living on in others, in memories and dreams, Is not enough, You want everything, Another world where the sun always shines, And the birds always sing… It doesn't mean there has to be a way of things, No special sense that hidden hands are pulling strings…You always want so much more than this...You want everything, Another world where the birds always sing, Another world where the sun always shines, Another world where nothing ever dies...