Round Here Counting Crows Step out the front door like a ghost Into the fog where no one notices the Contrast of white on white. And in between the moon and you the angels Get a better view of the crumbling Difference between wrong and right. I walk in the air, between the rain, Through myself and back again where? I Don't know Maria says she's dying, through the door I hear her crying why? I don't know Round here we always stand up straight Round here something radiates Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand She said she'd like to Meet a boy who looks like Elvis. She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets The land just like she's Walking on a wire in the circus. She parks her car outside of my house And takes her clothes off, says she's Close to understanding Jesus. She knows she's more than just a little misunderstood, She has trouble acting Normal when she's nervous. Round here we're carving out our names Round here we all look the same Round here we talk just like lions, but we sacrifice like lambs Round here she's slipping through my hands Oh sleeping children better run like the wind, Out of the lightning dream Mama's little baby better get herself in out of the lightning She says "it's only in my head." She says "shh, I know it's only in my head." But the girl on the car in the parking lot says "man, you should try to take a Shot. can't you see my walls are crumblin'" Then she looks up at the building And says she's thinkin' of jumping. she says She's tired of life, she must be tired of something. Round here she's always on my mind Round here (hey man) i got lots of time Round here we're never sent to bed early and nobody makes us wait Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late. I can't see nothing, nothing round here (oh) Won't you catch me if I'm falling? Won't you catch me if I'm falling? Won't you catch me 'cause I'm falling down on you. See I'm under the gun round here Oh man I said I'm under the gun round here And I can't see nothing, nothing round here.
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Good question! But I don't think one song can accurately represent my life. I just can't think of one. If anything would be best, it would be something that is instrumental and has a wide variety of emotions in it. Like it's telling a story. I'm sure there's a classical piece somewhere that could fit that criterion.
Oh man they are a bunch ama list a few and yes I play music according to my mood ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Chanel- Frank Ocean Blinding Lights- The Weekend The night begins to shine- B. E. R Get lucky- Daft punk Passion fruit- Drake Love Galore- SZA SkyWalker- Miguel C7osure- little Nas X Oh Klahoma- Jack Stauber Ayt ama stop there (≧▽≦) too many songs
I do these strange things I take meaning from lyrics of songs and use them to explain or give suggestions and advice to people so that they can relate and understand
I love Boy Harsher lately. I think for a start, Jae Matthew's vocals sound like she's kind of drunk. And I'm a drunkard. Her vocals are hypnotic and sexy AF to me. Then there's this feeling like the instrumentals have an 80s vibe to me, and I'm definitely a child of the 80s. Finally there's something dark about the music and it seems to capture my inner demons well, but also a sort of hopeful thing that I also have.
Also, I just discovered Bathory recently when someone on here pointed out Thrash Metal to me. Bathory makes complete sense to me. Well, I've been in jail 3 times for brawling. He captures this fighting spirit I have. I'm not like a badass but I love to fight. Life makes sense to me when you're fighting. It's when I most feel alive.
I love your spirit, but I heard both the songs I was not able to pick up what they were singing but you have your choice everybody tastes are different and also we have cultural differences so it's hard for me to relate
GOD of THUNDAAA! WHO CRACK THE SKYYYY! SWING YOUR HAMMM-ERRR! WAY UP HIGH!!! That's awesome. I want to live life this way. I have to try not to go to jail too much because they keep a record. But this is a good way to live in my opinion. At least it's not boring.
I kind of like the crudeness of the vocals for both. Lost hopes, dreams, with Boy Harsher. Then smash through walls with the second. I'm an adrenaline junkie. I can summon a great deal of strength for a brief period and then I'm left weak and vulnerable. And sometimes I feel like I'm born in the wrong period. I don't understand civilization so well. But I am not so strong. I also dream hard and hope hard and I'm nostalgic and sentimental. Boy Harsher captures this to me, whereas Bathory captures my adrenaline insanity and fiery temper. I love hard and I fight hard.
Well, I'm emotional, I think. It's like Boy Harsher captures my feminine side and Bathory captures the masculine. Both capture hellish ideas to my ears, and in my most unfiltered state, I think I was born in hell. I clawed my way out but I belong in hell. :-D And I'm proud of it. I try to be a good man at the end of the day but I was born in hell.
I used to dream of joining the military. But here's the thing -- I don't really want to hurt people. I've got a violent rage. It's the same sort of thing that allowed me to excel in certain extreme sports. Rage & adrenaline -- it's blind, indiscriminate. But when I'm calm and left to my own devices, I can't hate -- I regret what I do. I can't control myself sometimes.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm destined to destroy all that I touch. My wife is an exception. In Japan here, there's lots of amusement on auras and elements and things like that. My friends describe me like a wildfire. I'm passionate about everything I do whether it's loving or fighting. But at the end of the day, I'm torn and conflicted.
My wife and some of the people I care about most are resistant to my fiery touch because they're like water -- they douse the flame. But I think I was born more to destroy than creating. I do everything I can to resist that urge. I'm not exactly mentally stable. :-D I do a good enough job pretending I am.
I insist often to everyone I meet on here to never think me so kind, or a friend, or role model. Because they haven't seen my worst side, and while I care little about being thought negatively, I don't want to hurt them with disappointment. It's like never mistake me for an angel. I am a demon at the end of the day. :-D
I like the metaphor a lot because I don't think precision can be attained with something as obscure as to how we feel and the meta aspects of how we think and what motivates us. I don't get along so well with the most pedantic types who insist on technical precision. What I'm explaining is something I can't make precise. I can only explain the fuzzy idea, and I'm perfectly happy leaving it up to interpretation.
I've never been able to make it plain -- I don't understand myself enough to make it plain. :-D But I can summon adrenaline and willpower to a great extent. I won a vert skateboarding contest where I broke my arm mid-way and shrugged it off and finished and won first place. I got that sort of blind rage/adrenaline when I summon it. Except I'm not so tough. After I drove myself home, I curled up in a fetal position and whimpered and complained like a baby. :-D But I'm able to summon this adrenaline in fairly rare and unusual ways that it suffices to define my personality around it... the "berserker", if you will.
Cheers! Well, I'm not sure those two songs make sense to anyone else... as with my figures of speech. But I've been working a while to at least find things that make sense to me. :-D
Well Primus wrote a song about my life in the 80's and I'm not happy about them / les claypool. getting me drunk and wrapping me and my 442 around a telephone pole and killing me at the end of thier 1990 hit Jerry was a race car driver! I never got drunk don't drink and never wrecked my lover and the pho fighters wrote the track for the1996 tv series pilot The pretender about my younger years hard was the character of this pilot but I like t2isted mushrooms remake a lot beter more me 80 metal head rocker punk and drag racer Jerry aka THE GHOST / JAROD. I AM BOTH AND MYSELF JERRY NILSSON JR UTAH'S LAST BAD BOY!
some more or less adequate translation (me is the brother about whom is the song, not the person who speaks)
brother, oh my brother, Fire in skies Answer me , where are you now? bars of lightning were too tight to you And now even the fireplace isn't.
I left , and now do not wait ; Glow of lightning ahead That's all that you are given ; Now you are in solitude Now you are in solitude Now you are in solitude Now you are in solitude.
brother, oh my brother soul of the Waterfall , Answer me , where is your joy? How so, why is now filled with poison what sang , what laughed?
I left , and now do not wait : Next spring rains will vent away the snow; Among the waters and clinking ice You are now in solitude (3 times)
brother, oh my brother, Silence of stone Answer me , where is your power? mountains gate is no more And for me only grave and sorrow remain.
I left and now do not wait; Stone heart pounding in the chest; the lord of mournful memory You are now in solitude (3 times)
brother, oh my brother, Cold Heart , What will you say to me instead of answering - how you mixed pain with honey and pepper, How tired you became to fly against the wind
I left , and now do not wait - Find the feathers of my wings; In the clouds and among the peaks You are now in solitude (1 time)
you mixed On the burned coals Reality with dreams , Faith with love ; You're not black and You aren't white, You're not with us, We aren't with you!
Brother, oh my brother, fire in the skies You are not with us, We aren't with you. Brother, oh my brother, the soul of the waterfall You are not with us, We aren't with you. Brother, oh my brother, the silence of stone You are not with us We aren't with you brother, oh my brother, cold heart
By the way, if you know some English or American band who sing on this level of implied spirituality and of the depth of song texts, I would greatly appreciate if you share with me their name.
The above is most of the music I liked in teen days in that one song is so offensive for women, but they still dance to it I was like whaaaaaat!!! How can the ladies enjoy this song its shaggy it wasn't me😂
I heard it but what she trying to say what was the feeling she tried to express what was the thought? If you could explain that would be great I like understand the the feeling behind songs.
Essentially she’s saying that it doesn’t matter what the world thinks of her as long as she can involved in the life of the person she loves. She loves this person so much that just to be seen by him, feels like the only thing that matters.
When I had first heard this song I felt like that. I struggle with depression, I don’t have a lot of friends, and I’ve been through some bad experiences. I spent a lot of my time alone, but then I met my boyfriend, and even though he was just some goofy guy, he made me feel safe and because of that he became very important to me.
I absolutely play music based on mood. Every weekend morning I make breakfast for the family and it's usually upbeat. Now my life's theme song. Hmm probably the music played during an old black and white film of a dramatic comedy. 😂🤣
I guess certain traits of my personality get stronger depending on the situations I'm in. Right now I'd say I by Black Sabbath would be the song. I'm feeling great... maybe a little too great 😂 https://youtu. be/l-lZx0i1DDM
Jackal & Hyde - five finger death Punch. It represents the mask I am forced to front in public and around family while my true personality is almost dead opposite
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