sergeriver
Cowboy from Hell
+1,928|7202|Argentina
Post one of your favorite songs lyrics and explain its meaning in your own words and/or the author's.

Them Bones from Alice in Chains (1992):

I believe them bones are me
Some say were born into the grave
I feel so alone, gonna end up a
Big ole pile a them bones

Dust rise right on over my time
Empty fossil of the new scene
I feel so alone, gonna wind up a
Big ole pile a them bones

Toll due bad dream come true
I lie dead gone under red sky
I feel so alone, gonna end up a
Big ole pile a them bones

Meaning:

It talks about the fragility of humans, and how one day you can die and game is over.  In the words of Jerry Cantrell from the booklet of Music Box, a collection of AIC albums and songs (1999): "I was just thinking about mortality, that one of these days we'll end up a pile of bones. It's a thought for every human being, whether you believe in an after-life or that when we die, that's it. The thought that all the beautiful things and knowledge and experiences you've been through just end when you end scares me, the thought that when you close your eyes for good, it's gone forever."
Catbox
forgiveness
+505|7161
this song reminds me of a girl and why it didnt work.... and Layne Staley rules

In the morning when I closed my eyes
You were sleeping in paradise
And while the room was growing light
I was holding still with all my might

Oh--what if its true
...what my heart says
Oh--whatll I do
What if this feeling becomes hard to part with

You were meant to play your part
In the design of a desperate heart
And while you gave your love to me
I was betting I was getting it free

Oh-- if Id only known
...what your heart cost
Oh-- can we call it a loan
And a debt that I owe
On a bet that I lost

In the evening when you see my eyes
Looking back at you, no disguise

Jackson Browne
Im not sure who you think youll see
Im just hoping youll still know that its me

Oh-- what if its true
...better ask the man inside
Oh, oh-- there seem to be two
One steals the love, and the other one hides.

Yeah-- can we call it a loan
Till Im paid in full for the seeds Ive sown
Yeah-- can we say that Ive grown
In someway that we may have yet to be shown

Oh-- if Id only known
...what your heart cost
Oh-- can we call it a loan
And a debt that I owe
On a bet that I lost
Love is the answer
Coolbeano
Level 13.5 BF2S Ninja Penguin Sensei
+378|7208

Damage Control by John Petrucci

Lyrics:


Meaning:

Whatever you want it to mean.
ATG
Banned
+5,233|6974|Global Command
Profound and poetic explaination about ecceltic beliefs.


Rush

"Totem"

I've got twelve disciples and a Buddha smile
Garden of Allah, Viking Valhalla
A miracle once in a while

I've got a pantheon of animals in a pagan soul
Vishnu and Gaia, Aztec and Maya
Dance around my totem pole
Totem pole...

I believe in what I see
I believe in what I hear
I believe that what I'm feeling
Changes how the world appears

Angels and demons dancing in my head
Lunatics and monsters underneath my bed
Media messiahs preying on my fears
Pop culture prophets playing in my ears

I've got celestial mechanics
To synchronize my stars
Seasonal migrations, daily variations
World of the unlikely and bizarre

I've got idols and icons, unspoken holy vows
Thoughts to keep well-hidden
Sacred and forbidden
Free to browse among the holy cows

That's why I believe

Angels and demons inside of me
Saviors and Satans all around me

Sweet chariot, swing low, coming for me
usmarine2007
Banned
+374|6812|Columbus, Ohio
Stop.


Vanilla Ice.
CameronPoe
Member
+2,925|7000
Time by Pink Floyd

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it’s sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you’re older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I’d something more to say

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