wow
Go to http://youtube.com/watch?v=5cpSv2mNhhc, see what this song says to you, then read what i thinkbelow the lyrics.
where are we?what the hell is going on?the dust has only just begun to fallcrop circles in the carpetsinking feeling
spin me round againand rub my eyes,this can't be happeningwhen busy streets a mess with peoplewould stop to hold their heads - heavy
hide and seektrains and sewing machinesall those yearsthey were here first
oily marks appear on wallswhere pleasure moments hung before the takeover,the sweeping insensitivity of this still life
hide and seektrains and sewing machines (oh, you won't catch me around here)blood and tears (hearts)they were here first
Mmmm whacha say,Mmmm that you only meant well?well of course you didMmmm whacha say,Mmmm that its all for the best?Because it isMmmm whacha say?Mmmm that it's just what we needyou decided thiswhacha say?Mmmm what did she say?
ransom notes keep falling out your mouthmid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outsspeak no feeling no i don't believe youyou don't care a bit, you don't care a bit
(hide and seek)ransom notes keep falling out your mouthmid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
(hide and seek)speak no feeling no i don't believe youyou don't care a bit,you don't care a (you don't care a) bit
(hide and seek)oh no, you don't care a bitoh no, you don't care a bit
(hide and seek)oh no, you don't care a bityou don't care a bityou don't care a bit.
This song was so beutifull, it totally speaks every single emotion of the human heart to me, all at the same time, the hurt of life and love, the discovery of new. The lose of family and the birth of new life. The hate the world has, and the complexity of the lifes we men and women lead, the lyrics speak alot, but the music is the killer and passer on of the meaning of the peice.
The complexity, of it all is amazing, and to think that we listen to music that only has one or two ideas or meanings to them, and then hearing this, wow. im in awe of the power of music once again
austininva
where are we?what the hell is going on?the dust has only just begun to fallcrop circles in the carpetsinking feeling
spin me round againand rub my eyes,this can't be happeningwhen busy streets a mess with peoplewould stop to hold their heads - heavy
hide and seektrains and sewing machinesall those yearsthey were here first
oily marks appear on wallswhere pleasure moments hung before the takeover,the sweeping insensitivity of this still life
hide and seektrains and sewing machines (oh, you won't catch me around here)blood and tears (hearts)they were here first
Mmmm whacha say,Mmmm that you only meant well?well of course you didMmmm whacha say,Mmmm that its all for the best?Because it isMmmm whacha say?Mmmm that it's just what we needyou decided thiswhacha say?Mmmm what did she say?
ransom notes keep falling out your mouthmid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outsspeak no feeling no i don't believe youyou don't care a bit, you don't care a bit
(hide and seek)ransom notes keep falling out your mouthmid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
(hide and seek)speak no feeling no i don't believe youyou don't care a bit,you don't care a (you don't care a) bit
(hide and seek)oh no, you don't care a bitoh no, you don't care a bit
(hide and seek)oh no, you don't care a bityou don't care a bityou don't care a bit.
This song was so beutifull, it totally speaks every single emotion of the human heart to me, all at the same time, the hurt of life and love, the discovery of new. The lose of family and the birth of new life. The hate the world has, and the complexity of the lifes we men and women lead, the lyrics speak alot, but the music is the killer and passer on of the meaning of the peice.
The complexity, of it all is amazing, and to think that we listen to music that only has one or two ideas or meanings to them, and then hearing this, wow. im in awe of the power of music once again
austininva
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