Song or Albums with emotional impact

this song and anything from this album, Warning - watching from a distance, one of my favourite doom metal albums of all time

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also anything off of Ulvers Shadows of the sun, always deeply upset me, i ended up trading the album as i couldnt listen to it anymore, its fantastic, but i cant listen to it,
 
I'm honestly surprised to see not one mention of "Comfortably Numb" in this thread. To me, the solo (especially the extended live version) is the pinnacle of emotion in a song. The Wall is one of my favorite records ever, no matter how cliched it is by now.

I'll be honest - given my past with cancer and some tough times I've gone through, this song has a huge emotional impact on me and tears stream from my eyes as the build up to the solo comes and I'm a sobbing idiot by the end - each and every time. I don't listen to it in front of people for that very reason. For some reason it has a huge emotional impact on me and it always will from now on it seems.
 
A Perfect Circle - Mer De Noms. I don't think an album has ever moved me as much as this one did.

Especially the song "Orestes"

YES and YES. For me the artist that still really gets me is Harry Chapin.




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I'll add much of Marillion's catalog - but in particular much of theri early work with Fish as singer/lyricist. He used words in such powerful and thoughtful ways - Songs like "Jigsaw" and so many others that I could take up pages in this tread with his lyrics. The album "Fugazi" was such a wonderful collection of songs.


"Jigsaw"

We are jigsaw pieces aligned on the perimeter edge
Interlocked through a missing piece
We are renaissance children becalmed beneath the Bridge of Sighs
Forever throwing firebrands at the stonework
We are Siamese children related by the heart
Bleeding from the surgery of initial confrontation
Holding the word scalpels on trembling lips

Stand straight, look me in the eye and say goodbye
Stand straight, we've drifted past the point of reasons why
Yesterday starts tomorrow, tomorrow starts today
And the problem always seems to be we're picking up the pieces on the ricochet

Drowning tequila sunsets, stowaways on midnight ships
Refugees of romance plead asylum from the real
Scrambling distress signals on random frequencies
Forever repatriated on guilt laden morning planes
We are pilots of passion sweating the flight on course
To another summit conference, another breakfast time divorce
Screaming out a cease fire, snow-blind in an avalanche zone

Stand straight, look me in the eye and say goodbye
Stand straight, we've drifted past the point of reasons why
Yesterday starts tomorrow, tomorrow starts today
And the problem always seems to be we're picking up the pieces on the ricochet

Are we trigger happy?
Russian roulette in the waiting room
Empty chambers embracing the end
Puzzled visions haunt the ripples of a trevi moon
Dream coins for the fountain or to cover your eyes
We reached ignition point from the sparks of pleasantries
We sensed the smoke advancing from horizons
You must have known that I was concealing an escape

Stand straight, look me in the eye and say goodbye, say goodbye
Stand straight, we've drifted past the point of reasons why
Yesterday starts tomorrow, tomorrow starts today, starts today
And the problem always seems to be we're picking up the pieces
On the ricochet, this is the ricochet.
 
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Ok - just because I'm now listening to "Fugazi" - how can you not be moved by lyrics like this (particularly the section bolded - can this man write or what):



"Assassing"

I am the assassin, with tongue forged from eloquence
I am the assassin, providing your nemesis

On the sacrificial altar to success, my friend
Unleash a stranger from a kiss, my friend
No incantations of remorse, my friend
Unsheathe the blade within the voice, my friend

Who decorates the scarf with the fugi knot
Who camouflaged emotion in a thousand yard stare
Who gouged the notches from the family tree
Who hypnotised the guilt in career rhythm trance

Assassing, assassing, assassing, assassing

Listen as the syllables of slaughter cat with calm precision
Patterned frosty phrases rape your ears and sow the ice incision
Apocalyptic alphabet casting spell the creed of tempered diction
Adjectives of annihilation bury the point beyond redemption
Venomous verbs of ruthless candour plagiarise assassins fervour
A friend in need is a friend that bleeds
Let bitter silence infect the wound


You were a sentimental mercenary in a free fire zone
Parading a Hollywood conscience
You were a fashionable objector with a uniform fetish
Pavlovian slaver at the cash till ring of success
A non com observer - I assassin the collector - defector

So you resigned yourself to failure, my friend
And I emerged the chilling stranger, my friend
To eradicate the problem, my friend
Unsheathe the blade within the voice

I am the assassin
I am the assassin

And what do you call assassins who accuse assassins anyway, my friend?
 
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OK - someone has to post or I'm going to keep adding Marillion songs :) I've moved from "Fugazi" to "Clutching at Straws" (possibly another of my top 5 albums ever for me) and one of my favorite Marillion songs - "Warm Wet Circles"



"Warm Wet CIrcles"

On promenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins
Where ceremonies pause at the jeweler's shop display
Feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes
Till they commit themselves to the muted journey home

And the pool player rests on another cue
Last nights hero picking up his dues
A honeymoon gambled on a ricochet
She's staring at the brochures at the holidays

Chalking up a name in your hometown
Standing all your mates to another round
Laughing at the world till the barman wipes away the warm wet circles
The warm wet circles

I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths
A classroom's shabby butterflies
Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes
Planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts and token proclamations
Rolled from stolen lipsticks across the razored webs of glass
Sharing cigarettes with experience with her giggling jealous confidantes
She faithfully traces his name with quick bitten fingernails
Through the tears of condensation that'll cry through the night
As the glancing headlights of the last bus kiss adolescence goodbye
In a warm wet circle

Like a mothers kiss on your first broken heart, a warm wet circle
Like a bullet hole in Central Park, a warm wet circle
And I'll always surrender to the warm wet circles

She nervously undressed in the dancing beams of the Fidra lighthouse
Giving it all away before it's too late
She'll let a lovers tongue move in a warm wet circle
Giving it all away and showing no shame
She'll take a mother's kiss on her first broken heart a warm wet circle
She'll realise that she played her part in a warm wet circle

It was a wedding ring
Destined to be found in a cheap hotel
Lost in a kitchen sink or thrown in a wishing well
 
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This is something that gets me every time:



There's some memories attached to that song.
 
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These 3 songs mean the world to me for one reason or another. I also, ironically, can't listen to them, as I will just go straight back to "that place/time" and spiral.

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And the third, which I can't find a video for (besides diabolical webcam covers) is Goodnight by Dry Kill Logic. This has been "my" song since I was about 18, and has been my friend of sorts through the most horrific shit, breakups, depression, deaths, everything. I can't listen to it unless I'm going through something, but as soon as I do I'm just "there" instantly and it provides as some sort of bizarre solace that can't be substituted.
 
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Here's another one.

Iron Maiden - Stranger in a Strange Land.

Was many years ago that I left home and came this way.
I was a young man full of hopes and dreams.
But now it seems to me that all is lost and nothing gained...
Sometimes things aren't what they seem.


A perfect lyric...
 
Songs:
"River of Longing" - Jason Becker/Marty Friedman


"Black Stallion" - Jason Becker/Marty Friedman


Albums:
Marty Friedman - Scenes, Introduction, and Tokyo Jukebox albums. Filled with so much emotion it's unbelievable.
Jason Becker - Perpetual Burn
 
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Oh, and some other songs that come to mind...

Michael Lee Firkins - 24 grand avenue


The melody that comes in for this one Joey Tafolla song "Six String Souffle" at about 2:25 gets me every time...
 
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