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
Pink Floyd - Time
I was lucky to hear this words when I was young. I think they made me a little more conscious of how I live.
I heard them when I was a kid but being in a non-english speaking country, I didn’t understand them. When I could understand them, I didn’t “listen” to them (as in I didn’t pay attention), when I did start to actually listen to them, I was already old and it hit me in a not very positive way lol.
But hey, thats life.
Yes, I still thank about missed opportunities in life. I hope to use my remaining years to do things differently.
“Why do we always send the poor”
Not sure if they’re my favourite, but always liked this sequence in Bulls on Parade:
Weapons, not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war, cannibal animal, I
Walk the corner to the rubble
That used to be a library, line up to the mind cemetery now
What we don’t know keeps the contracts alive and movin’
They don’t gotta burn the books, they just remove 'em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
Rally 'round the family, pockets full of shells”en jaksa mutta jatkan / tämän yhden mäen vielä / sateen jälkeen täältä näkee kauas”
Vorna - Kauas
Don’t know exactly why, but this has always got to me, hits some spot nothing else prior ever had, and nothing else still has not since.
Translated to English, it’s something like:
“I have no will or energy, but I shall climb / this one last hill / after the rain you can see so far from here”
It doesn’t translate well, but something about it really resonates with me. I’ve lived with clinic depression for so long, and I’ve been so close to giving in, but always just choosing to climb that one last hill gives some perspective and after all these years… here I am.
I’m too tired to continue, but I’ll fight this one more fight before I fall to my eternal slumber. And after the fight, as the dust settles, the rains stop… well, the view is beautiful. The world is beautiful. But I’m tired… too tired to go on. So I shall only fight this one more fight before I get my peace. One last glance at the beauty. Ah, one more fight, but no more, and I’ll return back up this hill and this view shall be my last. But it’s so beautiful. Only one more fight, and… And so on and so on.
It just feels like I belong in those words.
Hello my friend. Sorry for the late reply.
I recognised the Finnish writing, even though I only know some basics, and I listened to the song.
Thanks for sharing how significant the lyrics are for you. I’m sorry for your struggle. It was a problem for me in my twenties and I was lucky to be able to mostly deal with it (therapy + medication + positive life experiences). I know many others are not so lucky.
I hope you choose to continue to stay for the beauty, in spite of the struggle.
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Woah, that’s a solid line!
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And on a more serious note, really the whole song, but here’s the refrain, with my amateur translation.
世界で一つの 輝く光になれ
私でいい
私を信じてゆくのさ
遠回りしても 守るべき道を行け
私でいい
私の歩幅で生きてくのさBecome a shining light in this world
I’m good enough
I’m going to start believing in myself
Walk the way that I know I should stay true to, even if it takes me on detours
I’m good enough
I’m going to start living with my paceBeautiful, by Superfly
I’ve been living with recidivating depression for a few years now and this song helps.
This is one of those lyrics that keep hitting hard, even after 30+ years of first hearing this song:
How can I find The right way to control All the conflicts inside All the problems beside As the questions arise And the answers don’t fit Into my way of things Into my way of things
Joy Division - Komakino
This world, it turns on the thought of you dead.
- local H, misanthrope.
If you want, a second to breathe, I’ll give you all of my love, give you all that you need
- Sjowgren, seventeen
That question is too hard, so I will just answer with the latest lyrics I brought up to anyone - was listening to Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls, not a lyrical powerhouse. But the very beginning is one of the best beginnings -
“And I’d give up forever to touch you” is such a strong opening.
Usually for me it’s more a combination of the lyrics and delivery, not just the words.
“Calling all friends and people I met on the way down
Calling all friends and people I don’t even know
Calling on high I want to believe there’s a way now
I’m too tired to pretend I don’t want to be alone”- Low Stars
I like to remind myself it’s ok to reach out for a connection to other people.
- Low Stars
„Filmriss“ by Knochenfabrik („blackout“ by Bonefactory) in a way one of the saddest songs I know.
Great cover with more emphasis on the sadness of the topic
Wir hatten uns nicht vorgenommen
Jemals auf die Welt zu kommen
Und trotzdem is es irgendwie passiert
Als wir uns schließlich selbst erkannten
Und alles ziemlich scheiße fanden
Hatten wir das Wichtigste kapiert
Denn solange wir noch kriechen können, geht noch einer rein
Wir trinken uns den Schädelknochen leer
Denn so hohl wie unser Leergut, wollen wir für immer sein
Alles andre intressiert uns längst nicht mehrWe never planned to be born, and yet, somehow, it happened
When we finally recognized ourselves and thought everything was pretty shitty, at least we figured out what really mattered:
Because as long as we can still crawl, there’s room for one more we drink until our skulls are empty
Because we want to be forever as hollow as our empty bottles.
Everything else doesn’t matter anymore
Between the Bars by Elliott Smith is a beautiful but sad song about alcohol addiction. These lyrics about how it robs you of potential while at the same time making you feel like anything is possible really hit home for me.
Drink up baby, stay up all night
With the things you could do
You won’t but you might
The potential you’ll be
That you’ll never see
The promises you’ll only make
I salute at the threshold of the North Sea of my mind And I nod to the boredom that drove me here to face the tide And I swim, I swim, oh swim Dip a toe in the ocean, oh how it hardens and it numbs The rest of me is a version of man built to collapse in crumbs And if I hadn’t come now to the coast to disappear I may have died in a landslide of rocks and hopes and fears So I swim until you can’t see land Swim until you can’t see land Swim until you can’t see land Are you a man? Are you a bag of sand?
Up to my knees now, do I wade, do I dive? The sea has seen my like before, though it’s my first and perhaps last time Let’s call me a baptist, call this a drowning of the past She is there on the shoreline throwing stones at my back So I swim until you can’t see land Swim until you can’t see land Swim until you can’t see land Are you a man? Are you a bag of sand?
And the water is taller than me And the land is a marker line All I have is a body adrift in water, salt and sky
All you get is today, try to see it that way, don’t hold on too tight
Loosen your shoes, don’t listen to news that keeps you up at night
Don’t try to explain, try not to complain, no one really cares
And don’t try to find your place in line 'cause it’s everywhere
You don’t need to find your place in line 'cause it’s everywhere
Chris Smither - Place in Line
https://youtu.be/MztnxPiiDbIso its hard to find a point where I want to end listing the lyrics of wondering again as the lyrics of the whole song are definately my favorite and just get more relevant every decade:
There’s the stillness of death on a deathly unliving sea,
And the motor car magical world long since ceased to be,
When the Eve-bitten apple returned to destroy the tree,Incestuous ancestry’s charabanc ride,
Spawning new millions throws the world on its side,
Supporting their far-flung illusion, the national curse,
And those with no sandwiches please get off the bus ,The excrement bubbles
The century’s slime decays,
And the brainwashing government lackeys
Would have us say,
It’s under control and we’ll soon be on our way,
To a grand year for babies and quiz panel games,
Of the hot hungry millions you’ll be sure to remain…
