g under p said:
This song is over 25 years old that had in my collection but never noticed I had. It can be perceived and written as a song about lost love, lost relationships or what drove the writing of the song. Two close friends of vocalist Phillip A. one committed suicide and his other friend also ended his life following the other. The band helped in the writing of the song, not in a way of speaking suicidal death but more to the end of a relationship in love or the end of a friendship. The song hit me over the summer as it spoke to me as I had a long lost love relationship.....the words came through perfectly about me. Here's a cover of the song then I'll try to post the that's real....PANTERA......Cemetary GatesPlay "Cemetery Gates"on Amazon MusicReverend, Reverend is this some conspiracy?Crucified for no sinsAn image beneath meWhats within our plans for lifeIt all seems so unrealI'm a man couldn't have feel this worldLeft in my miseryThe Reverend he turned to meWithout a tear in his eyesIt's nothing new for him to seeI didn't ask him whyI will rememberThe love our souls hadSworn to makeNow I watch the falling rainAll my mind can seeNow is your (face)Well I guessYou took my youthI gave it all awayLike the birth of aNew-found joyThis love would end in rageAnd when she diedI couldn't cryThe pride within my soulYou left me incompleteOverload as the memories now unfold.Believe the wordI will unlock my doorAnd pass theCemetery gatesSometimes when I'm aloneI wonder aloudIf you're watching over meSome place far aboundI must reverse my lifeI can't live in the pastThen set my soul freeBelongs to me at lastThrough all thoseComplex yearsI thought I was aloneI didn't care to look aroundAnd make this world my ownAnd when she diedI should've cried and spared myself some painLeft me incompleteAll alone as the memories still remainThe way we wereThe chance to save my soulAnd my concern is now in vainBelieve the wordI will unlock my doorAnd pass the cemetery gatesThe way we wereThe chance to save my soulAnd my concern is now in vainBelieve the wordI will unlock my doorAnd pass the cemetery gates
Nice, RYME.This makes me sad and uplifted at the same time. Lovely and talented and lost young lady. Whatta fucking voice!
And here's a song calledMovie StarThis is a Great Jam band from Chicago called Mr BlottoThis song is extremely groovy & haunting at the same time. This song requires headphones (so you can better hear the exquisite drums and bass and instruments), & 2 drinks & a smoke, because it's a 12 minute jam. The song came out on the Mr Blotto album Cabbages & Kings in 2001. But of course live it's much better It goes like this.sad Mardi Graswe have made confetti of the lawyou see it all laissez fair is written on your walltake a while with me, and you will seeI'm living like a movie starmad Carnival the writing on the wall is pure Brazilianyou see it all washing off your feetwith sweat of millions stopped to catch your breath, the night has died the deathjust like a movie star(Halftime)hey movie starhow the devil do you keep from waking?I know you are Waltzing through a lifeyou're only faking, watch me turn my back and fade into the black just like a movie star