A Perfect Cricle- Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War drums
Don't fret precious I'm here, step away from the window
Go back to sleep
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils,
See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do.
Count the bodies like sheep
Count the bodies like sheep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Count the bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go to sleep [x14]
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums [x2]
I’ll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices son
They're one in the same, I must isolate you…
Isolate and save you from yourself …
i believe this song is about the government. you should deffenatly check out the music video, its very political. "sheep" are us, they are the people of america. we the "sheep" are blindly following the goventment. they hide whats really going on .
Incubus- New Skin
At first I see an open wound
infected and disastrous.
It breathes chaotic catastrophe,
It cries to be renewed.(Flaming over!)
It's tears are the color of anger,
they dry to form a scab.
To the touch, it's stiff and resilient,
underneath, the new skin breathes.
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
As outwardly cliche as it may seem,
Yess- something under the surface says, "C'est la vie."
It is a circle, there is a plan,
dead skin will atrophy itself and start again.
Look closely at that open wound,
see past what covers the surface.
Underneath chaotic catastrophe,
creation takes the stage.
Dead skin will atrophy itself and start again.(x3)
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen,
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
[Spoken]
UNTIL THE 20th CENTURY
REALITY WAS EVERYTHING
HUMANS COULD TOUCH,
SMELL, SEE, AND HEAR.
SINCE THE INITIAL
PUBLICATION OF THE
CHARTED ELECTROMAGNETIC
SPECTRUM, HUMANS HAVE
LEARNED THAT WHAT THEY
CAN TOUCH, SMELL, SEE, AND
HEAR IS LESS THAN ONE
MILLIONTH OF REALITY.
[/Spoken]
Fallacious cognitions
spewed from televisions
do mould our decisions.
So stop and take a look,
and you'll see what i see now.
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen,
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
I believe this song is about that society and life. everythiug happens for a reason. when bad things happen it sucks at first, but you learn and grow, but the wound will heal, and there will be new skin. everything will work out in the end.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Imagery
Sight
Tool- Vicarious
Eye on the T.V
Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor
It happens to be
Like...
“Killed by the husband”
“Drowned by the ocean”
“Shot by his own son”
“She used the poison in his tea
And kissed him goodbye”
That’s my kind of story
It’s no fun til someone dies
Don’t look at me like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the T.V
Stare like a zombie
While the mother holds her child
Watches him die
Hands to the sky, crying
“Why, oh why?”
Cause I need to watch things die
From a distance
Vicariously I
Live while the whole world dies
You all need it too, don't lie
Why can’t we just admit it?
Why can’t we just admit it?
We won’t give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
Will write us the stories told
We won’t give pause until the blood is flowing
I need to watch things die
From a good safe distance
Vicariously I
Live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so
Why can’t we just admit it?
Blood like rain falling down
Drawn by grave and ground
Part vampire, part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmittal
Sing to the death rattle
La la la la la la la-lie (x4)
Credulous at best
Your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
But pull your head on out you hippies
and give a listen
Shouldn’t have to say it all again
The universe is hostile,
So impersonal
Devour to survive
So it is, so it’s always been
We all feed
On tragedy
It’s like blood to a vampire
Vicariously I
Live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I
this song is about immagery becuse its about see ing through someone elses eyes. just watching, and not doing anyhting about it. you visulize people just sittin and watching all there tragedys and have notign to say/ do about them. the words a couch potatoe, its time, and theres a need for change
Incubus- New Skin
At first I see an open wound
infected and disastrous.
It breathes chaotic catastrophe,
It cries to be renewed.(Flaming over!)
It's tears are the color of anger,
they dry to form a scab.
To the touch, it's stiff and resilient,
underneath, the new skin breathes.
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
As outwardly cliche as it may seem,
Yess- something under the surface says, "C'est la vie."
It is a circle, there is a plan,
dead skin will atrophy itself and start again.
Look closely at that open wound,
see past what covers the surface.
Underneath chaotic catastrophe,
creation takes the stage.
Dead skin will atrophy itself and start again.(x3)
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen,
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
[Spoken]
UNTIL THE 20th CENTURY
REALITY WAS EVERYTHING
HUMANS COULD TOUCH,
SMELL, SEE, AND HEAR.
SINCE THE INITIAL
PUBLICATION OF THE
CHARTED ELECTROMAGNETIC
SPECTRUM, HUMANS HAVE
LEARNED THAT WHAT THEY
CAN TOUCH, SMELL, SEE, AND
HEAR IS LESS THAN ONE
MILLIONTH OF REALITY.
[/Spoken]
Fallacious cognitions
spewed from televisions
do mould our decisions.
So stop and take a look,
and you'll see what i see now.
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen,
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
there are many signs of imagery in this song. i believe this song is about that society and life. everythiug happens for a reason. when things happen it sucks at first, but you learn/ grow ( heal) but the wound will heal, and there will be new skin.
Tool- Vicarious
Eye on the T.V
Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor
It happens to be
Like...
“Killed by the husband”
“Drowned by the ocean”
“Shot by his own son”
“She used the poison in his tea
And kissed him goodbye”
That’s my kind of story
It’s no fun til someone dies
Don’t look at me like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the T.V
Stare like a zombie
While the mother holds her child
Watches him die
Hands to the sky, crying
“Why, oh why?”
Cause I need to watch things die
From a distance
Vicariously I
Live while the whole world dies
You all need it too, don't lie
Why can’t we just admit it?
Why can’t we just admit it?
We won’t give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
Will write us the stories told
We won’t give pause until the blood is flowing
I need to watch things die
From a good safe distance
Vicariously I
Live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so
Why can’t we just admit it?
Blood like rain falling down
Drawn by grave and ground
Part vampire, part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmittal
Sing to the death rattle
La la la la la la la-lie (x4)
Credulous at best
Your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
But pull your head on out you hippies
and give a listen
Shouldn’t have to say it all again
The universe is hostile,
So impersonal
Devour to survive
So it is, so it’s always been
We all feed
On tragedy
It’s like blood to a vampire
Vicariously I
Live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I
this song is about immagery becuse its about see ing through someone elses eyes. just watching, and not doing anyhting about it. you visulize people just sittin and watching all there tragedys and have notign to say/ do about them. the words a couch potatoe, its time, and theres a need for change
Incubus- New Skin
At first I see an open wound
infected and disastrous.
It breathes chaotic catastrophe,
It cries to be renewed.(Flaming over!)
It's tears are the color of anger,
they dry to form a scab.
To the touch, it's stiff and resilient,
underneath, the new skin breathes.
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
As outwardly cliche as it may seem,
Yess- something under the surface says, "C'est la vie."
It is a circle, there is a plan,
dead skin will atrophy itself and start again.
Look closely at that open wound,
see past what covers the surface.
Underneath chaotic catastrophe,
creation takes the stage.
Dead skin will atrophy itself and start again.(x3)
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen,
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
[Spoken]
UNTIL THE 20th CENTURY
REALITY WAS EVERYTHING
HUMANS COULD TOUCH,
SMELL, SEE, AND HEAR.
SINCE THE INITIAL
PUBLICATION OF THE
CHARTED ELECTROMAGNETIC
SPECTRUM, HUMANS HAVE
LEARNED THAT WHAT THEY
CAN TOUCH, SMELL, SEE, AND
HEAR IS LESS THAN ONE
MILLIONTH OF REALITY.
[/Spoken]
Fallacious cognitions
spewed from televisions
do mould our decisions.
So stop and take a look,
and you'll see what i see now.
It's all been saved,
with the exception for the right parts.
When will we be new skin?
It's all been seen,
with the exception for what could be.
When will we be new skin?
there are many signs of imagery in this song. i believe this song is about that society and life. everythiug happens for a reason. when things happen it sucks at first, but you learn/ grow ( heal) but the wound will heal, and there will be new skin.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Song Analysis #2
Michelle May
Mrs. Malone
A-Block
Song Analysis
Outside-Staind
The song I chose to do my song analysis on is “ Outside”- by staind. It’s a very beautiful and emotional song. Staind is a 4-piece rock band from Massachusetts. They have released 6 amazing albums, many hit singles, and have sold over 13 million albums. The band started in 1995. The band was signed 1997 when Fred Durst from Limb Bizkit signed them to his label. The song “Outside” is one of the bands top hits. I Believe the Song Outside has many meanings. It’s not what matters on the outside, it’s what matters on the Inside. People might be pretty, but they can be ugly, rude, and mean, and cold-hearted on the inside. This song is what you make of it. It can mean what ever you want it to mean, you can relate it to a lot of things. Don’t judge people by their looks, they can be gorgeous but be the , evilest person you have ever met. There are many poetic devices in the song. Like the Repetition of words
“all this time that I could beg you please in vain
all the times that I felt insecure for you”.
Lyrics:
And you bring me to my knees again
all this time that I could beg you please in vain
all the times that I felt insecure for you
and I leave burdens at the door
(Chorus)
Im on the outside.
Im looking in.
I can see through you.
See your true colors.
'Cause inside yore ugly.
Yore ugly like me.
I can see through you.
See to the real you.
All this time, that I felt like this
wont end. Was for you.
And I taste, what I could never have.
It’s from you.
All those times, that I tried,
My intentions, full of pride
And I waste, more time than anyone
(Chorus)
im on the outside
Im looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
'Cause inside your ugly
Your ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you
All the times, that I’ve cried
All thats wasted, its all inside
And I feel, all this pain
Stuffed it down, its back again
And I lie, here in bed
All alone, I cant mend
And I feel,
Tomorrow will be okay
But I know..
(Chorus)
That I’m on the outside
im looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
because inside your ugly
your uglyy like me
I can see through you
see to the real you
Mrs. Malone
A-Block
Song Analysis
Outside-Staind
The song I chose to do my song analysis on is “ Outside”- by staind. It’s a very beautiful and emotional song. Staind is a 4-piece rock band from Massachusetts. They have released 6 amazing albums, many hit singles, and have sold over 13 million albums. The band started in 1995. The band was signed 1997 when Fred Durst from Limb Bizkit signed them to his label. The song “Outside” is one of the bands top hits. I Believe the Song Outside has many meanings. It’s not what matters on the outside, it’s what matters on the Inside. People might be pretty, but they can be ugly, rude, and mean, and cold-hearted on the inside. This song is what you make of it. It can mean what ever you want it to mean, you can relate it to a lot of things. Don’t judge people by their looks, they can be gorgeous but be the , evilest person you have ever met. There are many poetic devices in the song. Like the Repetition of words
“all this time that I could beg you please in vain
all the times that I felt insecure for you”.
Lyrics:
And you bring me to my knees again
all this time that I could beg you please in vain
all the times that I felt insecure for you
and I leave burdens at the door
(Chorus)
Im on the outside.
Im looking in.
I can see through you.
See your true colors.
'Cause inside yore ugly.
Yore ugly like me.
I can see through you.
See to the real you.
All this time, that I felt like this
wont end. Was for you.
And I taste, what I could never have.
It’s from you.
All those times, that I tried,
My intentions, full of pride
And I waste, more time than anyone
(Chorus)
im on the outside
Im looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
'Cause inside your ugly
Your ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you
All the times, that I’ve cried
All thats wasted, its all inside
And I feel, all this pain
Stuffed it down, its back again
And I lie, here in bed
All alone, I cant mend
And I feel,
Tomorrow will be okay
But I know..
(Chorus)
That I’m on the outside
im looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
because inside your ugly
your uglyy like me
I can see through you
see to the real you
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