posted February 20, 2008 08:58 AM            

That song "Needy"...

Holy crap! I've never heard it, but now am on a mission...

posted February 21, 2008 08:45 AM            

~ Incubus

We all have a weakness
But some of ours are easy to identify. Look me in the eye,
and ask for forgiveness.
We'll make a pact to never speak that word again.
Yes, you are my friend.
We all have something that digs at us,
at least we dig each other.

So when weakness turns my ego up
I know you'll count on the me from yesterday.

If I turn into another
dig me up from under what is covering
the better part of me.
Sing this song
remind me that we'll always have each other
when everything else is gone.

We all have a sickness
that cleverly attaches and multiplies
No matter how we try.
We all have someone that digs at us,
at least we dig each other.

So when sickness turns my ego up
I know you'll act as a clever medicine.
If I turn into another,
dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me.
Sing this song!
Remind me that we'll always have each other
when everything else is gone.
Oh, each other when everything else is gone.

ooooh....

If I turn into another
dig me up from under what is covering
the better part of me.
Sing this song
remind me that we'll always have each other
when everything else is gone.

posted February 21, 2008 06:12 PM            

Life is bigger
Its bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

Thats me in the corner
Thats me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I dont know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I havent said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

posted February 21, 2008 08:28 PM              

Is it getting better, or do you feel the same?
Will it make it easier on you, now you got someone to blame?
You say one love, one life, when it's one need in the night.
One love, we get to share it
Leaves you baby if you don't care for it.

Did I disappoint you or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had love and you want me to go without.
Well, it's too late tonight to drag the past out into the light.
We're one, but we're not the same.
We get to carry each other, carry each other... one

Have you come here for forgiveness,
Have you come to raise the dead
Have you come here to play Jesus to the lepers in your head
Did I ask too much, more than a lot
You gave me nothing, now it's all I got.
We're one, but we're not the same.
Well, we hurt each other, then we do it again.

You say love is a temple, love a higher law
Love is a temple, love the higher law.
You ask me to enter, but then you make me crawl
And I can't be holding on to what you got, when all you got is hurt.

posted February 26, 2008 09:36 PM              

____________________________________________________

An old favorite.

"Chloe Dancer/Crown Of Thorns"
Mother Love Bone

Ooo, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Chloe don't know better
Chloe's just like me (only beautiful)
A couple of years difference
(Her trouble loving is different)
But those lasses never learn (dontcha know)
Chloe danced the tables in the French Quarter
She's always been given, so I can't always make her laugh
But I'm proud to say, and I won't forget
The time spent laying by her side,
The time spent laying by her side,
Dreams like this must die
And a dream like this must die
Dream like this must...

You ever heard the story of Mr. Faded Glory?
Say he who rides a pony must someday fall
Talkin' to my alter, said life is what you make it
And if you make it death well rest your soul away
Away, away, yeah child

It's a broken kind of feeling
she'd have to tie me to the ceiling
A bad moon's a comin'
better say your prayers, child
I wanna tell you that I love you
but does it really matter?
I just can't stand to see you dragging down, again
Again, my friend again, oh yeah

So I'm singing
And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves me alone, yes it does
And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves me alone

I used to treat you like a lady now you're a substitute teacher
This bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight, yeah
I owe the man some money so I'm turnin over honey
See Mr. Faded Glory is once again doin' time, oh yeah

And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves me alone, yes it does
And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's unkind and it's unkind and
It'll leave me alone, yeah

Like a crown of thorns
It's all who you know, yeah
So don't burn your bridges woman
Cause someday, yeah

Kick it!
And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves me alone, yeah
And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's unkind and it's the kind that
Baby i said com' on, com' on, com' on,
com' on yeah I said baby
don't burn your bridges woman

Original: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gqTpWmj6-_Q

Pearl Jam cover: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a-60BwsaSLs

Andrew Wood (January 8, 1966 – March 19, 1990), born in Columbus, Mississippi, was the lead singer of the band Mother Love Bone... He was only 24 when he died of a heroin overdose coupled with a cerebral hemorrhage just before the release of Mother Love Bone's debut album Apple... As a musician, his trademarks were his exuberant on-stage personality, glittery, outlandish clothes and whimsical, unabashedly dreamy lyrics which he attempted to sing in a tenor heavily reminiscent of Led Zeppelin frontman Robert Plant... Fellow band members Stone Gossard and Jeff Ament of Mother Love Bone went on to form Pearl Jam,... The song "Would?," dedicated to Wood, became one of Alice in Chains' biggest hits and appeared on their 1992 album Dirt. The song is also contained in the Cameron Crowe's movie Singles OST. The Singles OST includes also Chloe Dancer/Crown of Thorns written by Mother Love Bone.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andrew_Wood

posted February 28, 2008 12:19 PM              

You can have a lolly pop
A candy bar a jelly bean.
Ill buy you a rainbow
To hang above your door.

Its pudding time.

Laughter is a sweet
You cant put a price on.
When laughters all gone
Daddy wont buy you more.

Its pudding time.
Its pudding time children.

Money money money
To buy you things.
Daddys gonna buy you a
Diamond ring.

Humpty dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty dumpty had a great fall
All the kings horses and all the kings men
Couldnt put humpty together again!

San francisco bay the
Striped bass are dying.
But youre gonna get
That brand new bike
Oh joy!

Its pudding time
Its pudding time children.

posted February 28, 2008 06:53 PM            

Weird!! I've been listening to the Brown album for 2 days...

Shiny Toy Guns

I don't mind; you're someone that ain't mine
But someone that I'll get
And you don't know how hard I’ve tried
To convince myself that I could easily forget
But you let this feeling here inside me
One that never fails to find me

On a rainy Monday
I feel it inside me
Like the days of summer
On a rainy Monday
I feel it inside me
In the hopes of one day...

I won't lie; I still can say that I
Admit we went too far
And you won't see me change my mind
But I really wish that I
Could forget the way you are
[Rainy Monday lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

But you let this feeling here inside me
The battle in my mind still fights me

On a rainy Monday
I feel it inside me
Like the days of summer
On a rainy Monday
I feel it inside me
In the hopes of one day...

I can see that you're not beside me
But I still feel you shine inside of me

On a rainy Monday
I feel it inside me
Like the days of summer
On a rainy Monday
I feel it inside me
In the hopes of one day...

posted February 28, 2008 09:37 PM            

Oh please let it rain today. This city's so filthy. Like my mind in ways.
Oh it was the time. Like a clean new taste.
Smiling eyes before me and tears from my face.

Wash my love. Wash my love. Wash my love, yeah.

Sin for sale. Buying just a need. Just who planted all the devils seeds?
And what's the truth? And the truth that lies at home.
It's on the inside and I can't get it off. Yeah.

Wash my love. Wash my love. Wash my love, yeah.

What's clean is pure. But hey, I'm white on the outside. Though I stray.
What she don't know today might kill us both tomorrow. Bring it back someday.
Bring it back, bring it back. Back to, to the clean form. To the pure form.

posted February 28, 2008 10:17 PM              

yeah the rain came
i said hey buddy,
buddy the streets are a snake skin
i belong
out there walkin
nobody's stoppin to bother me
they hide
outside, the ceilings
cryin'
listen to the sound
of the gutters runnin
wash this dirty town
all fronts and no backs
give me my time
let me be
outside
under the ceiling
cryin'
yeah, all over me
cryin'
yeah, all over me
outside you know
i listen to the sounds
of the gutters runnin
wash this dirty town
all fronts and no backs
give me my time
let me be
outside
under the ceilings
cryin'
yeah, all over me
cryin'
yeah, all over me

posted February 28, 2008 10:18 PM              

i chip away
cause i'm not ok
so i
i chip away

poked a hole right into myself
and inside i found someone
who said i was ok

still i don't feel easy

on this tree
among the blossoms
causticly
i am the thorn

close my eyes to take up spare time
i wish i just
could be where the crowd goes
with the crowd

they must be going somewhere

up from the catacombs
i ran into the Angel again
he took the high road
and i took the low road

we both wore dirty faces
we both wore dirty faces

i don't
i don't
i don't
don't feel easy
i don't
i don't
i don't
don't feel easy

posted February 28, 2008 10:36 PM            

You are a Scorpio, aren't you?

posted February 28, 2008 11:48 PM              

This is nice ......
The will of instinct

posted February 29, 2008 03:51 PM              

Huh huh huh hu-uh huh

So true funnyy how it seems
always in time, but never in line for dreams.
Head over heels when toe to toe.
This is the sound of my soul,
this is the sound.
I bought a ticket to the world,
but now I've come back again.
Why do I find it hard to write the next line?
Oh I want the truth to be said.

Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
I know this much is true.
Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
I know this much is true.

With a thrill in my head and a pill on my tongue
dissolve the nerves that have just begun.
Listening to Marvin (all night long.)
This is the sound of my soul,
this is the sound.
Always slipping from my hands,
sand's a time of its own.
Take your seaside arms and write the next line.
Oh I want the truth to be known.

Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
I know this much is true.
Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
I know this much is true.

I bought a ticket to the world,
but now I've come back again.
Why do I find it hard to write the next line?
Oh I want the truth to be said.

Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
I know this much is true.
Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
I know this much is true.

This much is true.

I know, I know, I know this much is true.

posted March 02, 2008 12:01 AM              

Heard this oldie on my way to work today and the words really did "come crashing in, into my little world".

Depeche Mode - Enjoy the Silence

Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Cant you understand
Oh my little girl

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

posted March 02, 2008 12:15 AM              

And the 4-Track Demos disk is good too.

"Dry" is my favorite album of hers.

posted March 02, 2008 02:42 PM            

Don't scream about
Don't think aloud
Turn your head now baby
Just spit me out
Don't worry about
Don't speak of doubt
Turn your head now baby
Just spit me out
Why follow me to higher ground?
Lost as you swear I am.
Don't throw away your basic needs,
Ambiance and vanity.
Don't scream about
Don't think aloud
Turn your head now baby
Just spit me out
Don't worry about
Don't speak of doubt
Turn your head now baby
Just spit me out

December promise you gave unto me
December whispers of treachery
December clouds are now covering me
December songs no longer I sing

Collective Soul December lyrics
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hqkPcAzS4Yg&feature=related

posted March 03, 2008 01:16 AM              

4 Non Blondes - What´s Up

25 years and my life is still
I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
I realized quickly when I knew I should
that the world was made up of this brotherhood of man
for whatever that means
And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out what's in my head
And I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning and I step outside
And I take a deep breath
And I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
What's goin' on
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I say hey, what's going on?
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I say hey, what's going on?
ooh, ooh ooh...
And I try, oh my God do I try
I try all the time in this institution
And I pray, oh my God do I pray
I pray every single day for a revolution
And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out what's in my head
And I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning and I step outside
And I take a deep breath
Then I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
what's goin' on
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I say hey, what's going on?
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I say hey, what's going on...
25 years and my life is still
I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination.