In Flames- Metaphor
You stole my pure intention
You are the sickness in between
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
You taught me to be sad at you
You almost made me take it all
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
You bend me and you shake me
You beg me then you break me
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
You made me feel like a sinnerNow you fear you'll die alone
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
[Chorus:]
The sickness that you are
The plague that made me starve
You think you can show me how I've come this far
I feel it's taking over
Everything falls dark
Break me open
The desperate cry
i believe this song is about a struggle and strenght to overcome it. going through hard times. i think its like a metaphore of the singers life. part of his life story.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Found Poem- Regret
Regret
I hate those what ifs
Surviving
is easier said than done
Dreaming
of what i could have been
change
wishing i could go back
slipping
on my words
Wounded
from the battle i could never win
knowing
the pieces fit
Wounded
pain is an illusion
vision
i see parts but not the hole
Past
is so far away
Reason
to point the finger
Drowning
in a sea of regret
my found poem. words from Tool, A Perfect Circle, and Thrice
I hate those what ifs
Surviving
is easier said than done
Dreaming
of what i could have been
change
wishing i could go back
slipping
on my words
Wounded
from the battle i could never win
knowing
the pieces fit
Wounded
pain is an illusion
vision
i see parts but not the hole
Past
is so far away
Reason
to point the finger
Drowning
in a sea of regret
my found poem. words from Tool, A Perfect Circle, and Thrice
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Anaphora
Judith- A Perfect circle
( Anaphora)
You're such an inspiration for the ways
That I'll never ever choose to be
Oh so many ways for me to show you
How the savior has abandoned you
F*ck your God
Your Lord and your Christ
He did this
Took all you had and
Left you this way
Still you pray, you never stray
Never taste of the fruit
You never thought to question why
It's not like you killed someone
It's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side
Praise the one who left you
Broken down and paralyzed
He did it all for you
He did it all for you
Oh so many many ways for me to show you
How your dogma has abandoned you
Pray to your Christ, to your god
Never taste of the fruit
Never stray, never break
Never---choke on a lieEven though he's the one who did this to you
You never thought to question why
Not like you killed someone
It's Not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side
Talk to Jesus Christ
As if he knows the reasons why
He did it all for you
Did it all for you
He did it all for you
This song has many meanings. i think this song is about questioning faith. about a girl named Judith, who someone she looked up to letting her down. its a good song but the lyrics are questionable.
( Anaphora)
You're such an inspiration for the ways
That I'll never ever choose to be
Oh so many ways for me to show you
How the savior has abandoned you
F*ck your God
Your Lord and your Christ
He did this
Took all you had and
Left you this way
Still you pray, you never stray
Never taste of the fruit
You never thought to question why
It's not like you killed someone
It's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side
Praise the one who left you
Broken down and paralyzed
He did it all for you
He did it all for you
Oh so many many ways for me to show you
How your dogma has abandoned you
Pray to your Christ, to your god
Never taste of the fruit
Never stray, never break
Never---choke on a lieEven though he's the one who did this to you
You never thought to question why
Not like you killed someone
It's Not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side
Talk to Jesus Christ
As if he knows the reasons why
He did it all for you
Did it all for you
He did it all for you
This song has many meanings. i think this song is about questioning faith. about a girl named Judith, who someone she looked up to letting her down. its a good song but the lyrics are questionable.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Comparison Reflection
Comparisons like Metaphors and Similes contribute to meanings of songs, they make you think about what it really means, what message is trying to get across.They make the song more Descriptive and Puts a Picture in your Mind. like in the song Oil and Water by Incubus. the simile " you and i ar, like oil and water" they dont mix in go together, you visulize it.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Similes
oil and water- Incubus
You and I are like oil and water
And we've been trying, trying, trying
Ohhhhh, to mix it up
We've been dancing on a volcano
And we've been crying, crying, crying
Over blackened souls
Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather
I've been smiling with anchors on my shoulders
But I've been dying, dying, dying
Ohhh, ohhh, oh to let them go
Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather
Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
We were trying to believe everything would get better
We've been lying to each other
Hey babe
Let's just call it, call it, call it
Ohhhhhh, what it is
Oil and water
Oil and water
Oil and water
i believe this sing is about a relationship thats going bad, and you dont know why. they dont go together any more, they dont mix. they try so hard to work it out, but is just wont work.
Vicarious- Tool
Eye on the t.v cuz 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 a poison in his tea, Then she kissed him goodbye.
That's My kinda story
It's no fun till someone dies.
Don't look at me like I am a monster.
Frown out your one face but with the other you
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, cryin' "why, oh why?"
Cuz 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?
We won't give pause till the blood is flowing.
Neither the brave nor bold nor brightest of stories told,
We won't give pause till 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 come down. Drum on grave and ground.
Part Vampire, Part warrior, Carnivore, and Voyeur
Stare at the transmittal. Sing to the death rattle
Credulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men.
Pull your head on out your hippy haze 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.
well Vicarious means to see through someone elses eyes/ point of view. i believe this song is about how all people do is watch tv. its all crap, watching us kill our selfs. watching reality, watching tragedys, just watching. all we do is watch and we do nothing about it.
You and I are like oil and water
And we've been trying, trying, trying
Ohhhhh, to mix it up
We've been dancing on a volcano
And we've been crying, crying, crying
Over blackened souls
Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather
I've been smiling with anchors on my shoulders
But I've been dying, dying, dying
Ohhh, ohhh, oh to let them go
Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather
Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
We were trying to believe everything would get better
We've been lying to each other
Hey babe
Let's just call it, call it, call it
Ohhhhhh, what it is
Oil and water
Oil and water
Oil and water
i believe this sing is about a relationship thats going bad, and you dont know why. they dont go together any more, they dont mix. they try so hard to work it out, but is just wont work.
Vicarious- Tool
Eye on the t.v cuz 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 a poison in his tea, Then she kissed him goodbye.
That's My kinda story
It's no fun till someone dies.
Don't look at me like I am a monster.
Frown out your one face but with the other you
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, cryin' "why, oh why?"
Cuz 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?
We won't give pause till the blood is flowing.
Neither the brave nor bold nor brightest of stories told,
We won't give pause till 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 come down. Drum on grave and ground.
Part Vampire, Part warrior, Carnivore, and Voyeur
Stare at the transmittal. Sing to the death rattle
Credulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men.
Pull your head on out your hippy haze 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.
well Vicarious means to see through someone elses eyes/ point of view. i believe this song is about how all people do is watch tv. its all crap, watching us kill our selfs. watching reality, watching tragedys, just watching. all we do is watch and we do nothing about it.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Narrative
" i cant believe" - Staind
As I walk along these streets
I see a man that walks alone
Distant echo of people's feet
He has no place to call his own
A shot rings out from a roof overhead
A crackhead asks for change nearby
An old man lies in an alleyway dead
A little girl lost just stands there and cries
Chorus:
What would you do (What would you do)
if it was you (if it was you)
Would you take everything
For granted like you do
A boy just 13 on the corner for sale
Swallows his pride for another hit
Overpopulation there's no room in jail
And most of you don't give a shit
That your daughters are porno stars
And your sons sell death to kids
So lost in your little worlds
Your little worlds you'll never fix
Chorus:
What would you do (What would you do)
if it was you (if it was you)
Would you take everything
For granted like you do
You turn away (x4)
As I walk along the streets
Soaking up the acid rain
Underneath the taxicabs
I hear the streets cry out in vain
Chorus:
What would you do (What would you do)
if it was you (if it was you)
Would you take everything
For granted like you do
As I walk along these streets
I see a man that walks alone
Distant echo of people's feet
He has no place to call his own
A shot rings out from a roof overhead
A crackhead asks for change nearby
An old man lies in an alleyway dead
A little girl lost just stands there and cries
Chorus:
What would you do (What would you do)
if it was you (if it was you)
Would you take everything
For granted like you do
A boy just 13 on the corner for sale
Swallows his pride for another hit
Overpopulation there's no room in jail
And most of you don't give a shit
That your daughters are porno stars
And your sons sell death to kids
So lost in your little worlds
Your little worlds you'll never fix
Chorus:
What would you do (What would you do)
if it was you (if it was you)
Would you take everything
For granted like you do
You turn away (x4)
As I walk along the streets
Soaking up the acid rain
Underneath the taxicabs
I hear the streets cry out in vain
Chorus:
What would you do (What would you do)
if it was you (if it was you)
Would you take everything
For granted like you do
Thursday, February 5, 2009
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