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Posted by DaisyM on March 26, 2004, at 18:58:05
We have a thread on Pychological about songs that make you think about/define therapy or your Therapist.
I want to know about self-definition...anyone have a song that really says how they feel/think?
Here's mine: Five For Fighting: Superman (It's Not Easy)
I can’t stand to fly, I’m not that naive
I’m just out to find, The better part of meI’m more than a bird…I’m more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
It’s not easy to be meWish that I could cry, Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie, About a home I’ll never seeIt may sound absurd…but don’t be naive
Even Heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed…but won’t you concede
Even Heroes have the right to dream
It’s not easy to be meUp, up and away…away from me
It’s all right…You can all sleep sound tonight
I’m not crazy…or anything…I can’t stand to fly, I’m not that naive
Men weren’t meant to ride, With clouds between their kneesI’m only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of meIt’s not easy to be me.
Posted by Karen_kay on March 26, 2004, at 20:05:04
In reply to Self-definition in a Song, posted by DaisyM on March 26, 2004, at 18:58:05
John Mayer Why Georgia
I am driving up 85 in the
kind of morning that lasts all afternoon just stuck inside the gloom
4 more exits to my apartment but
I am tempted to keep the car in drive
and leave it all behindCause I wonder sometimes
About the outcome
Of a still verdictless lifeAm I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why Georgia, Why?I rent a room and I fill the spaces with
wood in places to make it feel like home
But all I feel's alone
It might be a quarter life crises
Or just a stirring in my soulEither way I wonder sometimes
about the outcome
Of a still verdictless lifeAm I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why Georgia, why?So what, so I've got a smile on
But it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head
Don't believe me
When I say I've got it downEverybody is just a stranger but
that's the danger in going my own way
I guess it's the price I have to pay
Still "everything happens for a reason"
Is no reason not to ask myselfIf I am living it right
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why Georgia, Why?
Posted by Fallen4myT on March 26, 2004, at 20:46:07
In reply to Self-definition in a Song, posted by DaisyM on March 26, 2004, at 18:58:05
By Sarah Mclauglin (sp)
Heaven bent to take my hand
And lead me through the fire
Be the long awaited answer
To a long and painful fight
Truth be told I've tried my best
But somewhere along the way
I got caught up in all there was to offer
And the cost was so much more than I could bear
Though I've tried, I've fallen...
I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so...
We all begin with good intent
Love was raw and young
We believed that we could change ourselves
The past could be undone
But we carry on our backs the burden
Time always reveals
The lonely light of morning
The wound that would not heal
It's the bitter taste of losing everything
That I have held so dear.
I've fallen...
I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so...
Heaven bent to take my hand
Nowhere left to turn
I'm lost to those I thought were friends
To everyone I know
Oh they turned their heads embarassed
Pretend that they don't see
But it's one missed step
You'll slip before you know it
And there doesn't seem a way to be redeemed
Though I've tried, I've fallen...
I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so..
Posted by octopusprime on March 26, 2004, at 20:52:27
In reply to Self-definition in a Song, posted by DaisyM on March 26, 2004, at 18:58:05
i always liked depeche mode for self-definition purposes:
I would tell you about the things
They put me through
The pain I've been subjected to
But the Lord himself would blush
The countless feasts laid at my feet
Forbidden fruits for me to eat
But I think your pulse would start to rushNow I'm not looking for absolution
Forgiveness for the things I do
But before you come to any conclusionsTry walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoesYou'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes[Intro]
Morality would frown upon
Decency look down upon
The scapegoat fate's made of me
But I promise you, my judge and jurors
My intentions couldn't have been purer
My case is easy to seeI'm not looking for a clearer conscience
Peace of mind after what I've been through
And before we talk of repentance
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoesYou'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
Posted by gabbix2 on March 26, 2004, at 22:08:56
In reply to walking in my shoes, posted by octopusprime on March 26, 2004, at 20:52:27
THE BALLAD OF LUCY JORDAN
The morning sun touched lightly on
The eyes of Lucy Jordan
In her white suburban bedroom
In a white suburban town,
As she lay there 'neath the covers,
Dreaming of a thousand lovers,
Till the world turned to orange
And the room went spinning 'round.At the age of 37
She realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car
With the warm wind in her hair.
So she let the phone keep ringing
As she sat there, softly singing
Little nursery rhymes she'd memorized
In her daddy's easy chair.Her husband is off to work,
And the kids are off to school,
And there were, oh, so many ways
For her to spend the day:
She could clean the house for hours
Or rearrange the flowers
Or run naked through the shady streets,
Screaming all the wayAt the age of 37
She realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car
With the warm wind in her hair.
So she let the phone keep ringing
As she sat there, softly singing
Little nursery rhymes she'd memorized
In her daddy's easy chair.The evening sun touched gently on
The eyes of Lucy Jordan
On the roof top, where she climbed
When all the laughter grew too loud.
And she bowed and cursed to the man
Who reached and offered her his hand,
And he led her down to the long white car
That waited past the crowd.At the age of 37
She knew she'd found forever,
As she rolled along through Paris
With the warm wind in her hair.
Posted by gardenergirl on March 27, 2004, at 0:53:54
In reply to Ballad of Lucy Jordan, posted by gabbix2 on March 26, 2004, at 22:08:56
I am finding I really like this little girl and I am glad she is still a part of me. This song helped me to realize that she is pretty cool just the geeky way she is.
Spinning, laughing, dancing to
her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
Is all aloneEyes wide open
Always hoping for the sun
And she'll sing her song to anyone
that comes alongFragile as a leaf in autumn
Just fallin' to the ground
Without a soundCrooked little smile on her face
Tells a tale of grace
That's all her ownSpinning, laughing, dancing to her
favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
And she's all alone.
Posted by justyourlaugh on March 27, 2004, at 7:35:49
In reply to Seven Years--Norah Jones, posted by gardenergirl on March 27, 2004, at 0:53:54
so many songs,
so many moods...
sometimes ...
maxwell's silver hammer-beatles..
i cant understand why my t tries to get me angry.,
cant i push it way down inside and let it grow?
j
Posted by Racer on March 27, 2004, at 12:50:48
In reply to Seven Years--Norah Jones, posted by gardenergirl on March 27, 2004, at 0:53:54
OK, so I'm revealing oh so much more about myself, but that's the first song that came to mind today. (Maybe because PBS had a special on Joni Mitchell the other night?)
THE CIRCLE GAME
LYRICS —
Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star
Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like, when you’re older, must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We’re captive on the carousel of time
We can’t return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle gameSixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cartwheels turn to car wheels thru the town
And they tell him,
Take your time, it won’t be long now
Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We’re captive on the carousel of time
We can’t return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle gameSo the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There’ll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We’re captive on the carousel of time
We can’t return, we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle gameThere are others: Different Drum, by the Stone Poneys, for example; or almost anything by Alison Moyet; but The Circle Game is one that I come back to and play and cry to often when I'm farthest down.
Poetry also fits into my self definition, with two clear frontrunners:
On Wenlock Edge, by A. E. Housman
XXXI. On Wenlock Edge the wood’s in trouble
ON Wenlock Edge the wood’s in trouble
His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves;
The gale, it plies the saplings double,
And thick on Severn snow the leaves.
’Twould blow like this through holt and hanger
When Uricon the city stood:
’Tis the old wind in the old anger,
But then it threshed another wood.
Then, ’twas before my time, the Roman
At yonder heaving hill would stare:
The blood that warms an English yeoman,
The thoughts that hurt him, they were there.
There, like the wind through woods in riot,
Through him the gale of life blew high;
The tree of man was never quiet:
Then ’twas the Roman, now ’tis I.
The gale, it plies the saplings double,
It blows so hard, ’twill soon be gone:
To-day the Roman and his trouble
Are ashes under Uricon.
And Helena, by Heinrich Heine
HELENA
Du hast mich beschworen aus dem Grab
Durch deinen Zauberwillen,
Belebtest mich mit Wollustglut -
Jetzt kannst du die Glut nicht stillen.Preß deinen Mund an meinen Mund,
Der Menschen Odem ist göttlich!
Ich trinke deine Seele aus,
Die Toten sind unersättlich.(You have compelled me out of the grave
through your magical intention
enlivened me with the heat of sensual desire
now you can't still that firePress your mouth on my mouth
the mortal breath is godlike
I drink your soul out
the dead are insatiable.)That's only my poor translation, a bit more literal and less idiomatic than I'd like. That was always a problem for me, interpreting for my mother as a youngster: I'd think in whatever language I was speaking or hearing, so any words without clear idiomatic equivalents got translated literally. Now, I'm pretty much monolingual, can barely read German, let alone speak it, which bothers me a lot. That's something I experience as a real diminishment. Of course, trying to 'fix' it is too damned hard. So, instead of putting on the pressure to do something about bringing my beloved German back into my life, I regret its loss.
Those three, though, are close to defining my self right now. The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan, though, is another I listen to when I'm depressed. And Meatloaf's Bat Out Of Hell -- but sometimes I listen to that just because that man has PIPES!
Great thread.
Posted by Poet on March 27, 2004, at 15:12:00
In reply to Self-definition in a Song, posted by DaisyM on March 26, 2004, at 18:58:05
Bono wrote this song after Michael Hutchison (lead singer of INXS) committed suicide.
"Stuck in a Moment You Can't Get Out Of"I'm not afraid of anything in this world
There's nothing you can throw at me
That I haven't already heard
I'm just trying to find a decent melody
A song that I can sing in my own companyI never thought you were a fool
But darling, look at you
You gotta stand up straight, carry your own weight
These tears are going nowhere, babyYou've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment and you can't get out of
Don't say that later will be better
Now you're stuck in a moment and you can't get out of itI will not forsake the colours that you bring
But the nights you filled with fireworks
They left you with nothing
I am still enchanted by the light you brought to me
I still listen through your ears
And through your eyes I can seeAnd you are such a fool to worry like you do
I know it's tough and you can never get enough
Of what you don't really need now, my oh myYou've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment and you can't get out of it
Oh love, look at you now
You've got yourself stuck in a moment and you can't get out of itI was unconcious, half asleep
The water is warm till you discover how deep
I wasn't jumping, for me it was a fall
It's a long way down to nothing at allYou've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment and you can't get out of it
Don't say that later will be better
Now you're stuck in a moment and you can't get out of itAnd if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if our way should falter
Along the stony pass
And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if our way should falter
Along the stony pass
It's just a moment, this time will pass
Posted by lonelygirl on March 28, 2004, at 12:56:40
In reply to Self-definition in a Song, posted by DaisyM on March 26, 2004, at 18:58:05
All of these except Fat are actually on my mp3 playlist. There are too many to post all the lyrics to all of them, but there are links to the lyrics if anyone is interested.
Bitch - Meredith Brooks
(Really, just the part that goes, "I'm a bitch!")
http://www.lyrics007.com/Meredith%20Brooks%20Lyrics/Bitch%20Lyrics.htmlLoser - Beck
("I'm a loser, baby... So why don't you kill me?")
http://www.lyrics007.com/Beck%20Lyrics/Loser%20Lyrics.htmlCreep - Radiohead
("I'm a creep... I'm a weirdo.")
http://www.absolutelyric.com/a/view/Radiohead/Creep/The Asshole Song - Dennis Leary
("I'm an asshole! The world's biggest asshole!")
http://www.endor.org/leary/Fat - Weird Al
("I'm fat, I'm fat, really really fat.")
http://www.yankovic.org/WeirdAl/e_Even_Worse/fat.txtSelf-Esteem - Offspring
("I'm just a sucker with no self-esteem.")
http://www.offspring.com/lyrics/lyrics_smash_se.htmlGotta Get Away - Offspring
("All I know is I've gotta get away from me.")
http://www.offspring.com/lyrics/lyrics_smash_gga.htmlBring Me to Life - Evanescence
("Save me from the nothing I've become.")
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/evanescence/bringmetolife.html
Posted by emmaley on March 29, 2004, at 2:44:29
In reply to Self-definition in a Song, posted by DaisyM on March 26, 2004, at 18:58:05
Here is one: silent all these years by Tori Amos. I actually made burned a CD not long ago, choosing a song for each stage of my life, and the CD began with this one:
Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My dog won't bite if you sit real still
I got the Anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again
Yeah I can hear thatBeen saved again by the garbage truck
I got something to say you know but nothing comes
Yes I know what you think of me you never shut up
Yeah I can hear thatBut what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his with her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice and it's been
here
silent all these yearsSo you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts
Boy you best pray that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for youMy scream got lost in a paper cup
You think there's a heaven where some screams have gone
I got 25 bucks and a cracker do you think it's enough
To get us thereBut what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his with her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice and it's been
here
silent all these..Years go by will I still be waiting
For somebody else to understand
Years go by if I'm stripped of my beauty
And the orange clouds raining in my head
Years go by will I choke on my tears
Till finally there is nothing left
One more casualty
You know we're too
easy
easy
easyWell I love the way we communicate
Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape
Let's hear what you think of me now
but baby don't look up
The sky is fallingYour mother shows up in a nasty dress
It's your turn now to stand where I stand
Everybody lookin' at you
here take hold of my hand
Yeah I can hear themBut what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his with her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes I hear my voice
I hear my voice
I hear my voice
And it's been
here
silent all these years
I've been here
silent all these years
Silent all these
Silent all these
years
Posted by emmaley on March 29, 2004, at 2:57:40
In reply to Self-definition in a Song, posted by DaisyM on March 26, 2004, at 18:58:05
Strength, courage and wisdom by India Aire
Inside my head there lives a dream
that I want to see in the sun
Behind my eyes there lives a me
that I've been hiding for much too long
'Cause I've been, too afraid to let it show
'Cause I'm scared of the judgment that may follow
Always putting off my living for tomorrowIt's time to step out on faith, I've gotta show my faith
It's been illusive for so long, but freedom is mine today
I've gotta step out on faith, It's time to show my faith
Procrastination had me down
but look what I have found, I foundStrength, courage, and wisdom
And it's been inside of me all along,
Strength, courage, and wisdom
Inside of meBehind my pride there lives a me
that knows humility
Inside my voice there is a soul,
and in my soul there is a voice
But I've been, too afraid to make a choice
'Cause I'm scared of the things that I might be missing
Running too fast to stop and listenIt's time to step out on faith, I've gotta show my faith
It's been illusive for so long but freedom is mine today
I've gotta step out on faith it's time to show my faith
Procrastination had me down but look what I have found, I foundStrength, courage, and wisdom
And it's been inside of me all along,
Strength, courage, and wisdom
Inside of meI close my eyes and I
think of all the things that I want to see
'Cause I know, now that I've opened up my heart I know that
Anything I want can be, so let it be, so let it be:.Strength, courage, and wisdom
It's been inside of me all along,
Strength, courage, wisdom
It's been inside of me all along, everyday I'm praying for:Strength, courage, and wisdom
To find me, yeah,
Strength, courage, and wisdom
Inside of meI found it in me, I found it finally
I'm sure to keep it' cause I like it, I say thank you
----------------------
Where Is The Love/Black Eyed PeasWhat's wrong with the world, mama
People livin' like they ain't got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma
Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin'
In the USA, the big CIA
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah
Badness is what you demonstrate
And that's exactly how anger works and operates
Nigga, you gotta have love just to set it straight
Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'allPeople killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheekFather, Father, Father help us
Send some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)Where is the love
The love, the loveIt just ain't the same, always unchanged
New days are strange, is the world insane
If love and peace is so strong
Why are there pieces of love that don't belong
Nations droppin' bombs
Chemical gasses fillin' lungs of little ones
With the ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die young
So ask yourself is the lovin' really gone
So I could ask myself really what is goin' wrong
In this world that we livin' in people keep on givin'
in
Makin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends
Not respectin' each other, deny thy brother
A war is goin' on but the reason's undercover
The truth is kept secret, it's swept under the rug
If you never know truth then you never know love
Where's the love, y'all, come on (I don't know)
Where's the truth, y'all, come on (I don't know)
Where's the love, y'allPeople killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheekFather, Father, Father help us
Send some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love
The love, the loveI feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I'm gettin' older, y'all, people gets colder
Most of us only care about money makin'
Selfishness got us followin' in the wrong direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria
Kids wanna act like what they see in the cinemaYo', whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness in equality
Instead in spreading love we spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' under
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' down
There's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under
Gotta keep my faith alive till love is foundPeople killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheekFather, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)----------------------
One Giant Leap Ft. Speech And Neneh Cherry - Braided Hair(Yo we was talking earlier and I was telling you talking bout life
I feel like life is like braided hair
Its sorta like twist you know
Bout braided hair like twist
You know three strands twist together
Ultimately you get to where you wanna get to)From the same dirt from the heels of my ancestors
The naked roads and the fields where the pain festered
And I wonder where the hold came from
In the deeps of my heart make me yearn for the drumIt's the same place where the cross is burned
The same place where the loss was earned
It's the place where the floss was yearned
Gold teeth and bling ice on the ring baby sureWe've all got things that are hanging about
Things that make us cool,
Things that make us whack,
Things that make us mad
Things we wish we never had doneBut they're just the things that make us real
Not the maps to guide where we go from here
The road twists and braids our hair
Until we all get thereI like that I don't know some mysteries
Ancient things and beginnings
Excited about the day when I don't have to hear all the theories
My scalp needs some grease
It's the same place where the crosses burned
The same place where the loss was earned
The only way we all can learn
Is if we have these braids with the twist and turns soWalking in the race of life
Looking for my own pace
Not always wanting to but I have to
Sometimes feeling like I've bitten off much more than I could chew
But the wind goes though my hair
Lifts me up with ease not a crease
Hair full of grease no weave embracing me
It's you I see
I am you and you are me I see yeah
I am you and you are me I seeWe might survive as brothers yeah or
perish here as fools
Go place your bets
Don't bet too soonYou might find me in another
Feels like someone you once knew
You know that face yeah we all do
Braided hair (what's it all for?)
Posted by Karen_kay on March 29, 2004, at 8:04:29
In reply to Re: Self-definition in a Song, posted by emmaley on March 29, 2004, at 2:44:29
Posted by toomuchpain on March 29, 2004, at 20:48:55
In reply to I love Tori! :) What about Crucify? (nm) » emmaley, posted by Karen_kay on March 29, 2004, at 8:04:29
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless
Lost under the surface
I don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure
Of walking in your shoes[Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow]
Every step that I take is another mistake to youI've
Become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I'm becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like youCan't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly
Afraid to lose control
'Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you[Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow]
Every step that I take is
Another mistake to you
[Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow]
And every second I waste
Is more than I can take
And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me
With someone disappointed in you
well this is by linkin park ... it is called NUMB .. this is how i feel bout my former t and myself...
Posted by lonelygirl on March 29, 2004, at 21:01:21
In reply to self defention in a song, posted by toomuchpain on March 29, 2004, at 20:48:55
I love that song! We are not allowed to use Kazaa at my school or we could get our internet connections disabled, so I can't download it : ( But, I found a web site that plays the video. It kind of sucks, because I wish I could just put it on my playlist like all my other mp3s, but if I want to hear that one, I have to go to the web site, wait for the video to load, and play it (I don't even WATCH the video, but they don't have an option to play it with just the sound).
Posted by Dinah on March 30, 2004, at 8:23:57
In reply to Self-definition in a Song, posted by DaisyM on March 26, 2004, at 18:58:05
"Richard Corey" is the one that comes to mind.
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