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[dr-nihil Registriert seit: 08.07.2002 Beiträge: 15,356]

Einer meiner Lieblingstexte:

Nick Cave – Darker with the Day“

As so with that, I thought I’d take a final walk
The tide of public opinion had started to abate
The neighbours, bless them, had turned out to be all talk
I could see their frightened faces peering at me trough the gate

I was looking for an end to this, for some kind of closure
Time moved so rapidly, I had no hope of keeping track of it
I thought of my friends who had died of exposure
And I remembered other ones who had died from the lack of it

And in my best shoes I started falling forward down the street
I stopped at a church and jostled trough the crowd
And love followed just behind me panting at my feet
As the steeple tore the stomach from a lonely little cloud

Inside I sat, seeking the presence of a God
I searched trough the pictures in a leather-bound book
I found a woolly lamb dozing in an issue of blood
And a gilled Jesus shivering on a fisherman’s hook

Babe
It seems so long
Since you’ve been gone away
And I
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day

Back on the street I saw a great big smiling sun
It was a Good day and an Evil day and all was bright and new
And it seemed to me that most destruction was beeing done
By those who could not choose between the two

Amateurs, dilettantes, hacks, cowboya, clones
The streets groan with little Caesars,
Napoleons and cunts
With their building blocks and their tiny plastic phones
Counting on their fingers, with crumbs down their fronts

I passed by your garden, saw you with your flowers
The Magnolias, Camellias and Azaleas so sweet
And I stood there invisible in the panicking crowds
You looked so beatiful in the rising heat

I smell smoke, see little fires bursting on the lawns
People carry on regardless, listening to their hands
Great cracks appear in the pavement,
the earth yawns
Bored and disgusted, to do us down

Babe
It seems so long
Since you’ve been gone
And I
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day

These streets are frozen now, I come and go
Full of a longing for something I do not know
My father sits slumped in the deepening snow
As I search, in and out, above, about, below

Babe
It seems so long
Since you went away
And I
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day

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[dr-nihil Registriert seit: 08.07.2002 Beiträge: 15,356]

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[Anonym Inaktiv Registriert seit: 01.01.1970 Beiträge: 0]

ganz weit vorne:

Abba – The Day Before You Came

Must have left my house at eight, because I always do
My train, I’m certain, left the station just when it was due
I must have read the morning paper going into town
And having gotten through the editorial, no doubt I must have frowned
I must have made my desk around a quarter after nine
With letters to be read, and heaps of papers waiting to be signed
I must have gone to lunch at half past twelve or so
The usual place, the usual bunch
And still on top of this I’m pretty sure it must have rained
The day before you came
I must have lit my seventh cigarette at half past two
And at the time I never even noticed I was blue
I must have kept on dragging through the business of the day
Without really knowing anything, I hid a part of me away
At five I must have left, there’s no exception to the rule
A matter of routine, I’ve done it ever since I finished school
The train back home again
Undoubtedly I must have read the evening paper then
Oh yes, I’m sure my life was well within it’s usual frame
The day before you came
Must have opened my front door at eight o’clock or so
And stopped along the way to buy some Chinese food to go
I’m sure I had my dinner watching something on TV
There’s not, I think, a single episode of Dallas that I didn’t see
I must have gone to bed around a quarter after ten
I need a lot of sleep, and so I like to be in bed by then
I must have read a while
The latest one by Marilyn French or something in that style
It’s funny, but I had no sense of living without aim
The day before you came
And turning out the light
I must have yawned and cuddled up for yet another night
And rattling on the roof I must have heard the sound of rain
The day before you came

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[fifteenjugglers war mit Benno Fürmann in Afghanistan Registriert seit: 08.07.2002 Beiträge: 11,597]

Und latürnich Tom Waits mit dem Anfang von „Frank’s Wild Years“

„Well, Frank settled down in the valley
and he hung his wild years on a nail
that he drove through his wife’s forehead.“

Mal wieder: :twisted:
Bloß: Warum nur der Anfang?

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"Don't reach out for me," she said "Can't you see I'm drownin' too?"

[candycolouredclown Moderator Registriert seit: 08.07.2002 Beiträge: 19,059]

@ Niteowl:
Auch, was die Musik anbelangt.

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Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly

[dr-nihil Registriert seit: 08.07.2002 Beiträge: 15,356]

Ein weiterer Text, den ich sehr gern hab:

Bright Eyes – Let’s Not Shit Ourselves (To Love And Be Loved)

I’ve seen a child he’s caught
In the sad trap of gravity
He falls from the lowest
Branch of the apple tree

And lands in the grass
And weeps for his dignity
Next time he will not aim so high
Yeah, next time neither will I

Now, a mother takes loans out
Sends her kids off to colleges
Her family’s reduced
To names on a shopping list

While a coroner kneels
Beneath the great wooden crucifix
He knows there’s worse things than being
Alone.

And so I’ve learned to retreat
At the first sign of danger
I mean, why wait around if
It’s just to surrender

And ambition I’ve found
Can lead only to failure
I do not read the reviews
No I am not singing for you
[Woo]

Well I stood droppin’ a coin
Into the pit of a well
And I would throw my whole billfold
If I thought it would help

With all these wishes I make
I should buy something real
At least a telephone
Call home

Well my teachers they built
This retaining wall of memory
All those multiple choices
I answered so quickly

And got my grades back
And forgot just as easily
But at least I got an ‘A’
And so I don’t have them to blame

Well I should stop pointing fingers
Reserve my judgment
Of all those public action figures
And cowboy presidents
So loud behind the bull-horns
So proud they can’t admit
When they’ve made a mistake

While poison ink spews
From a speech writers pen
He knows he don’t have to say it
So it don’t bother him

Honesty accuracy
It’s just popular opinion
And the approval ratings high
And so someone’s gonna die

Well ABC NBC CBS bullshit
They give us fact or fiction
I guess an even split
And each new act of war’s tonight’s entertainment
We’re still the pawns in their game

As they take eye for an eye
Until no one can see
We must stumble blindly forward
Repeating history

Well I guess we all fit into that slogan
On your fast food marquee
Red blooded white skinned and oh the blues
Oh and the blues I got the blues that’s me

Well I awoke in relief
My sheets and tubes were all tangled
Weak from whiskey and pills
In a Chicago hospital

And my father was there
In a chair by the window
Starin’ so far away
I tried talking just whispered
“So sorry so selfish”
He stopped me and said
“Child, I love you regardless
There nothing you could do
That would ever change this
I’m not angry, it happens
But you just can’t do it again”

And so now I try to keep up
I been exchanging my currency
While a million objects
Pass though my periphery
Now I’m rubbin’ my eyes
‘Cause they’re starting to bother me
I been staring too long at the screen

But where was it when I first heard
That sweet sound of humility
It came to my ears in the
Goddamned loveliest melody

How grateful I was then
To be part of the mystery
To love and to be loved
Lets just hope that is enough

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[phoney Registriert seit: 20.02.2003 Beiträge: 544]

Einer meiner Lieblingstexte:

Nick Cave – Darker with the Day“

:twisted:
Der ist auch sehr toll. Wie die allermeisten Nick Cave Texte. „Mercy Seat“ ist auch riesig. Obwohl ich mir bei dem nicht sicher bin, ob ich da nicht den ganzen Song beurteile, den Text kann ich wahrscheinlich nicht seperat beurteilen, da ich immer sofort die Musik dazu im Kopf habe.

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I´m Afraid Of Americans

[Anonym Inaktiv Registriert seit: 01.01.1970 Beiträge: 0]

Ein weiterer Text, den ich sehr gern hab:

Bright Eyes – Let’s Not Shit Ourselves (To Love And Be Loved)

ja, den text liebe ich auch.

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[dr-nihil Registriert seit: 08.07.2002 Beiträge: 15,356]

Ein weiterer Text, den ich sehr gern hab:

Bright Eyes – Let’s Not Shit Ourselves (To Love And Be Loved)

ja, den text liebe ich auch.

Besonders die letzten beiden Strophen!
Die sind mir richtig wichtig geworden!

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[Anonym Inaktiv Registriert seit: 01.01.1970 Beiträge: 0]

Ein weiterer Text, den ich sehr gern hab:

Bright Eyes – Let’s Not Shit Ourselves (To Love And Be Loved)

ja, den text liebe ich auch.

Besonders die letzten beiden Strophen!
Die sind mir richtig wichtig geworden!
mir wurde auch schon nach den ersten 3, 4 strophen ziemlich komisch, als ich ihn das erste mal gehört habe. conor’s stimme tut da noch ihr übriges dazu.

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[dr-nihil Registriert seit: 08.07.2002 Beiträge: 15,356]

Ein weiterer Text, den ich sehr gern hab:

Bright Eyes – Let’s Not Shit Ourselves (To Love And Be Loved)

ja, den text liebe ich auch.

Besonders die letzten beiden Strophen!
Die sind mir richtig wichtig geworden!
mir wurde auch schon nach den ersten 3, 4 strophen ziemlich komisch, als ich ihn das erste mal gehört habe. conor’s stimme tut da noch ihr übriges dazu.

Ja, im übrigen dieser Song würde sich auch in meiner Top10-Songs – wenn ich denn eine hätte – wiederfinden!

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[Anonym Inaktiv Registriert seit: 01.01.1970 Beiträge: 0]

Ein weiterer Text, den ich sehr gern hab:

Bright Eyes – Let’s Not Shit Ourselves (To Love And Be Loved)

ja, den text liebe ich auch.

Besonders die letzten beiden Strophen!
Die sind mir richtig wichtig geworden!
mir wurde auch schon nach den ersten 3, 4 strophen ziemlich komisch, als ich ihn das erste mal gehört habe. conor’s stimme tut da noch ihr übriges dazu.

Ja, im übrigen dieser Song würde sich auch in meiner Top10-Songs – wenn ich denn eine hätte – wiederfinden!wäre bei mir auch recht weit oben, mittlerweile.

weller hat bei the jam auch ein paar schöne texte geschrieben, zbfür town called malice oder the bitterest pill.

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[aimee Moderator Registriert seit: 12.07.2002 Beiträge: 6,563]

Bright Eyes – Let’s Not Shit Ourselves (To Love And Be Loved)

Besonders die letzten beiden Strophen!
Die sind mir richtig wichtig geworden!
..kann ich absolut nachvollziehen. Die waren für mich DAS Highlight des Albums.

(Überhaupt, ganz wunderbare Auswahl hier und heute. Cure, Cave und Abba geb ich jeweils *****)

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[soulster Registriert seit: 08.07.2002 Beiträge: 3,955]

pfui

psyche.

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but I did not.

[joerg-koenig Registriert seit: 09.08.2002 Beiträge: 4,078]

Und latürnich Tom Waits mit dem Anfang von „Frank’s Wild Years“

„Well, Frank settled down in the valley
and he hung his wild years on a nail
that he drove through his wife’s forehead.“

Mal wieder: :twisted:
Bloß: Warum nur der Anfang?

Da habe ich mich falsch ausgedrückt: Besonders der Anfang.

Sowie der Rest und das Ende.

Never could stand that dog. :)

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Wenn wir schon alles falsch machen, dann wenigstens richtig.

[dr-nihil Registriert seit: 08.07.2002 Beiträge: 15,356]

Vor allem zusammen mit dem Lied mag ich auch sehr diesen Text:

Nirvana – Dumb

I’m not like them
But i can pretend
The sun has gone
But i have a light
The day is done
But i’m having fun
I think i’m dumb

Or maybe just happy
Think i’m just happy
Think i’m just happy
Think i’m just happy

My heart is broken
But i have some glue
Help me inhale
And mend it with you
We’ll float around
And hang out on clouds
Then we’ll fall down

And have a hangover
Have a hangover
Have a hangover
Have a hangover

Skin the sun
Fall asleep
Wish away
The soul is cheap
Lesson learned
Wish me luck
Soothe the burn
Wake me up

I’m not like them
But i can pretend
The sun has gone
But i have a light
The day is done
But i’m having fun
I think i’m dumb

Or maybe just happy
Think i’m just happy
Think i’m just happy
Think i’m just happy

I think i’m dumb
I think i’m dumb…

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