| Jimmy Eat World – Claire Lyrics | 21 years ago |
| i think the cross thing is much simpler than that...the song is about drinking your way into oblivion and out of something good...if you go to a show or a club or something, and there is beer served, they're gonna "paint a cross on your left hand" or, actually, they'll marker a cross on oth your hands, so you can't even attempt to drink just a sip of alcohol. The speaker in this song is pleading with someone who's ruining their life with alcohol to stop....on a personal note, my name is claire, and this song introduced me, a few years ago, to the wonderfulness that is j.e.w....i'm also an alcoholic who managed to drink herself out of a theatre scholarchip at a very good school....it's like it was written just for me...but it wasn't... | |
| Joni Mitchell – Twisted Lyrics | 21 years ago |
| this was the first joni song i ever heard. my mother found her old records and told me i had to hear this one, she said it reminded her of me...(what a mom, eh?) | |
| Counting Crows – A Murder Of One Lyrics | 21 years ago |
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"all your life is such a shame, all your love is just a dream, open up your eyes, you can see the flames or your wasted life, you should be ashamed. you don't want to waste your life, change" for some reason, when everything's going wrong and it seems like i've managed to disappoint everyone i know, these lines run through my mind constantly and, even though they're not exactly happy, they're comforting....god, i love this band... |
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| Ani DiFranco – So What? Lyrics | 21 years ago |
| sometimes i forget that i have this song on a mixed cd and it comes on without warning while i'm driving in my car, and i'm just...i just can't help but cry...it just moves me, it's memories, it's feelings, it carries so much...it hits you in the pit of your stomach and you (well...I) have to pull over and collect yourself before you can continue driving... | |
| Elliott Smith – Needle in the Hay Lyrics | 21 years ago |
| delite...yes, yes it does...me too...me too | |
| Elliott Smith – Amanda Cecilia Lyrics | 21 years ago |
| heatmiser's the band he used to be in...as far as the songs, i'm not sure, i guess they must be b-sides, or unreleased, or something....i have a bootlegged video of him and he plays a couple of those songs on there, but otherwise, i dunno...but, god, i love elliott smith...=) | |
| Brandtson – Summer In St. Claire Lyrics | 21 years ago |
| Hey! Some one finally read my story and responded! That makes me smile. =) And I must agree with you-life before Brandtson simply cannot compare to life after my little discovery-And thank you for forgiving my utter lack of modesty. =) | |
| Brandtson – Summer In St. Claire Lyrics | 22 years ago |
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I first heard of Brandtson when I downloaded this song to go on my "Claire" cd. (I was being self-indulgent and preparing myself a cd full of songs that had my name in the title-I found a lot more than you would expect, and most of them weren't horrible songs, either...try it with your name sometime, I'm sure you'll love it.) Anyways, I was just doing a random search for my name, and I downloaded this, among other songs. Now, I had no idea this song was going to be so wonderful. Since then I have become a big Brandtson fan and I went to see them in concert twice. Anyways, getting back to the song, "Summer In St. Claire" blew me away, initially because it's got a great musical foundation-and then I noticed the intertwining of the lead and background vocals, and it just sounded great. It wasn't until later that I actually sat down and read the lyrics. That was when I decided that Brandtson kicks ass. The music sets the mood and the vocals aren't boring and monotonous like so many popular Emo/Punk bands these days. They're not just screaming sentences into a microphone, never even considering that one could, conceivably, use more than one note for the vocal melody of a given song. (Don't get me wrong, I love Emo/Punk music, but I need some variety in my life, I can't handle an entire song consisting of fast guitars, loud drums, and a skinny guy screaming non-stop without even a hint of a change in voice-tone...) These guys can sing well, and they do, plus they sound like they mean it. Anyways, now to the lyrics. I'm sure no one needs to read what I say here to get the general idea of what the song is about, but I'm gonna say it anyways. This song is about a guy who's afraid to disclose his feelings to a girl who may have felt the same way at some point, but now it's apparent that she may not share them. It's October now, and he hasn't seen her since the summer, but he's still reminded of her, and he wonders what might have happened if he had said what was on his mind. His memories of her are cold because he still hasn't been able to tell her how he feels, and there's still that hopeful doubt that won't let him move on for some reason, and he starts to think maybe he should just "let it go." Well, he obviously can't just forget about her (the way she looked at night, and why was she crying that one time?) and he can't ignore his emotions anymore, because they're just getting stronger and stronger the longer he goes on wondering. Now he lies in bed and thinks of the things he should have told her, knowing he's "gotta figure this one out," for his own good and hers, as well, and now might be the time to do sit her down and talk things over until they have the situation figured out. They've both had time to be alone and reflect upon their friendship/relationship and consider the different possible directions it could lead the two of them. They're both had "some time to heal." With a hint of bittersweet pessimism he considers how their discussion "about all that we've loved and lost and what it's cost" will play out. He still entertains idealistic thoughts of how he could go running to her when things go wrong and being there when her run to him, but he doesn't have any real hope left. He knows it's going to hurt no matter how much he tries to prepare himself for that inevitable sinking moment, but he doesn't want her to know what she's doing to him. He's trying to hang onto what little pride he still had left, and he doesn't want to cause her any guilt, either. But he knows it's useless to try to be strong for her, because she'll see through his act where his wounds will reopen and bleed out everything he's been keeping inside for so long. |
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| The Smashing Pumpkins – Stumbleine Lyrics | 22 years ago |
| I've felt the same way for a long time, "Nowhere Girl"...in fact, this is my favorite Pumpkins song of all time, partially because of the beautiful imagery of the lyrics, and that line, in particular. I first heard the song when I was 13-since that's when the album came out-and it struck me right from the start. The music is beautiful in it's simplicity, and the lyrics spoke to me even before I thought about what they meant. Some of the phrases in this song can only be described as poetry: "Boredom's in the bathroom shaking out the loose teeth," for an obvious example. The words flow together and become fluid, so that they're not just words, they've got a rich musical quality to them, and someone listening to the song could hear the vocal line and completely forget that the sad, soft melody also has a stark meaning. The words become notes, Billy's voice becomes a musical instrument, and the peice sounds almost instrumental The images conjured up throughout this song are so vivid and startlingly strong-and they're all poetic descriptions of the different pitfalls of a "misspent youth," which, I think, is the song's subject matter. Looking back now, I fell in love with the song at 13 because I was "Boredom on the bathroom," and "Sally in the sturrips," and "Jukebox fuck-up." I was the girl who was always angry without knowing why-I was "faking up a rampage to hold off the real slaves"-to create a safe distance between myself and everyone else. I was all of these things and I was unhappy. I had nothing to be happy about. Like all lost, jaded teenagers, I secretly hoped for someone to love me for the messed-up kid that I was. I wanted someone who could understand, another messed-up kid like me, and we would catch each other when we "stumbled" again, the way we had so many times before. I wanted someone to be my Stumbleine, and I wanted to be theirs. Sometimes I'm still the isolated teenager wandering the lines of this song. I still want someone to be my Stumbleine...Wow, that ended up being a lot longer than I had intended. Oh, well, I wanted to explain what "Stumbleine" is to me and why it takes the title of my number one favorite Pumpkins song, and I guess I did a damned good job of that! | |
| The Smashing Pumpkins – Crestfallen Lyrics | 22 years ago |
| When the Pumpkins' "Adore" album came out, my boyfriend at the time went out and got it immediately. When I saw him the next day, he put the cd in his discman and made me listen to this song. "That's how I feel about you," was what he said when it had finished. It broke my heart and yet made me love him even more...We've broken up now, and I think I still love him, and I sometimes wonder how things would be different if I hadn't ended it that one night. We still hang out sometimes, and every time I just want to tell him that I can't find anyone else who makes me feel the way he did/does. I want to apologize this time and ask him to give me one more chance-just to see what's there, because I know there's still something there...it's so strange..."Crestfallen" used to be his admission that he didn't think he deserved my love-now it's my admission that I miss him and that I really did love him, and that I hurt him without realizing any of this.....Maybe one day I'll do like he did and play the song for him, and when it's over, tell him exactly what he told me when he first played it for me... | |
| Elliott Smith – Coming Up Roses Lyrics | 22 years ago |
| I've always thought this song was about the masks people wear, the way we present ourselves as being "fine," or "okay," when, really, our world is falling to peices and there's a wall we can't climb-we're lost and lonely, afraid and discouraged. We're still "coming up roses" on the outside. | |
| Elliott Smith – Pitseleh Lyrics | 22 years ago |
| "Pitseleh" is one of my favorite Elliott songs. It still gets me a little choked up on occasion. (Well-so do all of my favorite Elliott Smith songs-I really like the sad ones best-they're so beautiful-Elliott's soft voice, the intricate guitars, and poignant lyrics that almost sting.) This song is especially personal to me because I listen to it, and it sounds and feels like all of the things I want to say to a certain someone who is no longer around-and yet it's also all of the things I imagine he'd say to me...I dunno, I guess that sounds kind of stupid, but it just makes the song that much more meaningful-It's got at least three different levels of meaning for me, and that's why I love it. | |
| Elliott Smith – Needle in the Hay Lyrics | 22 years ago |
| Erisian- I agree with you, that's exactly how I interpreted the song. And Isara-I agree with you as well, only I think the speaker in this song has an anchor, being drugs of some sort, and he knows he's headed towards a dead-end, so he's looking for something else to anchor him-something which won't destroy him, but it's so hard to find-like a needle in the hay. | |
| Elliott Smith – Angeles Lyrics | 22 years ago |
| Oh, I forgot-this is my line, the one that kills me every time Elliott sings it-"I could make you satisfied in everything you do. All your 'secret wishes' could right now be coming true, and be forever with my poison arms around you. No one's gonna fool around with us." | |
| Elliott Smith – Angeles Lyrics | 22 years ago |
| Yes, Elliott Smith's lyrics are damned good, but that's not even the best part of this song-the guitar...ooh, wow, it gives me chills just thinking about it. He is one talented man-Who cares whether or not he's attractive-he melts me with sounds. | |
| Kings of Convenience – Parallel Lines Lyrics | 22 years ago |
| I would just like to emphasize the best line in this song-you know, draw your attention to it. (Especially since it's not actually included up there-BlackEyedAngels skipped a line or two) "Innocent imitation of how it could be if when the music ended it did not retreat. In my imagination you are cast in gold, your image a compensation for me to hold." Lovely...it's really a beautiful song. | |
| The Shins – New Slang Lyrics | 22 years ago |
| Oh, this song...this is what it feels like to be stuck forever in a small, dull town, bored to tears, and you resort to thoughts of lost love...("a curse for this town")...and the bitterness and anger is somehow toned down to a jaded apathy because what use is it to be angry? You curse everyone and everything you see ("all the bakers at dawn, may they all cut their thumbs and bleed into their buns till' they melt away") and the days pass and you don't even seem to notice, and you think your life could have been so much more if that one person had just stayed...(If you'd a took to me like a gull takes to the wind") And your self-esteem is gone entirely ("king of the eyesores," "too dumb to refine") and you reach your breaking point and you tell this person...five seconds later you realize you shouldn't have. ("Never should have called, but my head's to the wall and I'm lonely.") Talking to the person now, you realize they're happy, they're doing well, and here you are. ("I'm looking in on the good life I might be doomed never to find.") There's so much more than meets the eye to this song...The musical composition is so simple and monotonous-like the speaker's life-and the lyrics are so completely opposite. They're original and fresh, and thus all the more bitingly articulate-old cliches have lost their meaning in the face of lines like this-specific imagery painting a picture that's not quite coherent until the very end. I love this song. | |
| Counting Crows – Sullivan Street Lyrics | 22 years ago |
| "Take the way home that leads back"...you take the long way home in the early morning after a long night out and you're thinking of him (or her, whatever) and the car just seems to go where it wants to...you don't want to go home, you want to remember...you drive past his house and wonder what he's doing-sleeping, sitting up...is he thinking of you? Is he even there, or is it just the place? Does he ever remember like this? There's a deep choking feeling in your chest-like your lungs are filling with the tears you're holing back-drowning. You don't want to care anymore, but you can't seem to help it. And you know you'll forget eventually...and that's what hurts the most-if you'll forget, so will he-he may have already..."The inevitability of leaving"....that's about right, I guess...anyways, that's what the song means to me. | |
| Counting Crows – Black And Blue Lyrics | 22 years ago |
| Agreed...devastatingly beautiful... | |
| New Found Glory – Forget My Name Lyrics | 22 years ago |
| To Johnson-yeah, I agree with you that the lyrics aren't wonderfully poetic or terribly symbolic-they're not what I'd call profoundly well-written or anything, but they're obviously full of emotion and meaning and that's what really counts, especially since they're not actually lines from a poem, but rather SONG LYRICS...funny how that works...and this particular song, well, it's appeal lies mostly in the music and phrasing of the words-the way they're said/sung in the song, so, basically, while I agree with you-particularly on the sidelines thing-I think you should maybe let it go...the lyrics work with the song. | |
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