O whither has my lady wandered? I’ll search until I know I’ve found her One green day she left her wings And cut away her childhood strings But dropping smiles along the trail She left a trace I will not fail O whither has my lady wandered? I’ll search until I know I’ve found her When I catch my sudden maid I’ll deck her out in lace and jade I will take her to her room I will take her to her room I love her upstairs I love her downstairs But I love my lady’s chamber O whither has my lady wandered? I’ll search until I know I’ve found her =Tim Buckley= - "Knight Errant" track#8 at 'Goodbye and Hello'.
Maybe you wonder why I so often post lyrics. But I easily get emotionally touched - especially by good music... or rather by beautiful and romantic music, since I'm a romantic spirit. =noose=
Photographs of guns and flame Scarlet skull and distant game Bayonet and jungle grin Nightmares dreamed by bleeding men Lookouts tremble on the shore But no man can find the war Tape recorders echo scream Orders fly like bullet stream Drums and cannons laugh aloud Whistles come from ashen shroud Leaders damn the world and roar But no man can find the war Is the war across the sea? Is the war behind the sky? Have you each and all gone blind? Is the war inside your mind? Humans weep at human death All the talkers lose their breath Movies paint a chaos tale Singers see and poets wail All the world knows the score But no man can find the war
I hear ya. There's nothing like a good piece of lyric to a beautiful melody... I enjoy these bits, so keep 'em coming!
Well here's a lyric from a band I fairly enjoy listening to, you be the judge: Naked, waste landscape Vast plains lead to the seashore in the west A northern wind sweeps over dead bodies A stranger has entered the domains of the vikings Die not lying sick, dastardly coward Draw sword, fight with the war gods Wotan! We shall fight until we see Ritrost We shell fight until Heimdal flows the Gjallarhorm We shall fight for our domains We shall fight with the war gods Wotan! Die not lying sick, dastardly coward Draw sword, fight with the war gods Wotan! Well I listen to lots of other music too, but this is what I like atm... But in much of 'my music' the lyrics doesn't make sence without the music
I can imagine, that there's alot of drums... I get a bit scared and paranoid when I'm listening to such kinda music. I guess I'm one of these 'dastardly cowards'. :H
So 'dastardly cowards' is a metaphor for people who go narrowminded through life, always choosing the conform and easy solutions?
yup, pretty much... We have one fucking life, a coward is those who doesn't fight to make it how they want it
That is very often the case with much of what I listen to as well. The music adds an extra dimension to the words. I don't know if you're familiar with Skinny Puppy, but their lyrics usually don't make much sense if you read them on paper without hearing the music. The sentences are often incomplete and leave a lot to your own imagination, but the point gets across because of the flow in the vocals. Take this one for example. One of my favourite songs of theirs: Testure in nervous convulsion crouches infant ape trembling in mothers shit cage eyes tear less filled with contempt clinic mask experiment with life and death smell lingering noxious mixed scent anxiety omnipotent doctor grinds the cage door revealing loves primal instinct taken away the tiny face terrified rant and rave smash your head against the cage vacuum clicks on high conscious of the pain pass off as humane white coat seems so clean most dirt bleached out of greed force the point of habit eyes burn in a rabbit push the pain test button spines cut trip mucous inflection more die pills each day what goes around comes back stronger tap into the brain break the skull again smash price research rat lab rent pain in flesh more ill drug store sales sharpen the knife emphasis on money new disease everyday end is seen and coming reseach turns it's back to gain crush the spine genocide kitten drags its dead limb continuing all suffering it will come back and win shock paralyse turn trauma burns out the will to live the lying message 5 year genocide 1945 suicide vivisect vi As you can see, the sentences go into each other, so you have to hear it to fully get it. Not much of a mystery what the message of the song is though, I think...
Tim Buckley was indeed a musical genius. Imo, his best album is "Once I Was", but I've not heard all his albums yet.
