Post Your Lyrics Here For Discussion
we_were_but_stones
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Ok so I've been lookin for a place to post my lyrics and see what other people make of them
So feel free to comment and please please please post your songs on hear, I'm hoping for everyone to help each other with comments and ideas, as well as getting to the meaning of our songs
So feel free to comment and please please please post your songs on hear, I'm hoping for everyone to help each other with comments and ideas, as well as getting to the meaning of our songs
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you going to follow that up with a post?
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Curtains drawing overhead
Sunlight restrained
He lies upon his lonesome bed
Never needed all of this
But he wanted it so much more
Never fed but always full
How he prays for the trap door
And all the guitly faces, turn to grins
This world holds no place for him
All the failing smiles wear so thin
Her heart holds no place for him
He still believes
But not in himself
Despite his reachings for it
His faith lies somewhere else
In the line of time
He hopes the memories fade
Well did she see this?
Now she prays the memories stay
This world
This world.....
This world
Her world......
Mr. Poe is killing brain cells.
He lights his cigarette and smiles.
His distaste for his unhappiness,
Drains his strength for his final mile.
Mr. Poe writes down his stories.
His self-expression, misunderstood.
As he pours his heart onto this sour page,
He bleeds more than he should.
And in his last hour he tries to speak,
He tries to tell them something new.
But outside his Raven calls to him,
His tell tale heart speaks the truth.
Jack the Rippers feeling guilty.
Hes feeling shame for whats he done.
Hes now in a state of love and trust,
After cutting out his feeble tongue.
Mr. Ripper cleans his conscience.
It goes down the drain with their blood.
It stains his fancy cuttlery,
His favorite weapons do him no good.
But Jack wont see another day,
Of this hes positively sure.
For suicidal insomniacs,
Were not sure we have a cure.
The Red Baron hunts down his enemies.
Hell shoot them down before theyll know.
But you can trace the Barons killing spree,
To a time many years ago.
Mr. Baron, can I ask you a question,
Its a simple one, and its short.
But Id like for you to tell me,
Are you on good terms with the lord?
The Baron turns and faces me,
Hes got a grin a mile wide.
"Boy, I believe youve misunderstood,
"The good father and me are quite alright."
And the Phantom of The Opera,
Hes standing about the crowds.
He cannot show his face to them,
He dares not make a sound.
But the Phantom has found his lady,
She center stage in a 4 star show.
Shell tell him hes too good for her,
In the hopes that hell let her go.
But the Phantom pays no attention to this,
He just has one question to ask.
"My dear do you think Ill look alright,
"If I should dare take off my mask?"
"I think youll look quite fine",
She says, "If only for a little while."
At hearing this, the Phantom stops,
He manages a meager smile.
This Phantom, such a genius,
A gentle soul in his own way
But theres no appreciation,
For such a modern day Hemingway.
Hes got no use, he knows this now.
Though he tells himself its a lie.
But he also knows, the life he chose,
Will never let his legend die.
- In Love With The Moon -
He can watch the world fall below his feet.
But he's so much more than he thought he could be.
'Cause he knows how to fly and he knows how to fall.
But he know's its not over when he loses it all.
And he'll hang in the gallow's, God knows its too soon.
So much for the boy who's in love with the moon.
He's got a tear rolling on the upside of hate.
He's gonna try to hide it but he knows its too late.
'Cause its not how you live and it's not how you die.
Its what you do in your life without asking why.
But he still see's his shadow at the highest of noon's.
So much for the boy who's in love with the moon.
Running through time with a soul made of lead,
He let all the sympathy go to his head.
He fall's asleep with his is pride but he thinks its alright,
'Cause everyone knows heartache in the middle of night.
In his dreams he see's rose-buds that he'll never see bloom,
So much for the boy who's in love with the moon.
He's still got a heart but he's lost touch with his mind,
He's the black and white boy who wishes he's blind.
He can see all the light when theres nothing but dark,
He wants to leave the world but he can't leave his mark.
And he knows how to play but he cant keep it in tune,
So much for the boy who's in love with the moon.
So anyway...yeah...those are just two of the ones I like sharing the most. Let me know what you think...
Haunting and bealutiful
You should know that all the love that you stole
will come back to haunt you
And I cannot be beat at a game that I never played
Come out of your cave
It's a grave that you made for the living
cause your not forgiving everyone for the life that you lead
It will only bleed you dry
let some sun in your eye
There is love all around
It jumps and abounds
Where is the beginning?
Where do you end and I lose you?
Cause your too true