If I ever feel better

2004-07-12 22:19:00

by travelmate

If I ever feel better

by phoenix They say an end can be a start Feels like I've been buried yet I'm still alive It's like a bad day that never ends I feel the chaos around me A thing I don't try to deny I'd better learn to accept that There are things in my life that I can't control They say love ain't nothing but a sore I don't even know what love is Too many tears have had to fall Don't you know I'm so tired of it all I have known terror dizzy spells Finding out the secrets words won't tell Whatever it is it can't be named There's a part of my world that' s fading away You know I don't want to be clever To be brilliant or superior True like ice, true like fire Now I know that a breeze can blow me away Now I know there's much more dignity In defeat than in the brightest victory I'm losing my balance on the tight rope Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please... If I ever feel better Remind me to spend some good time with you You can give me your number When it's all over I'll let you know Hang on to the good days I can lean on my friends They help me going through hard times But I'm feeding the enemy I'm in league with the foe Blame me for what's happening I can't try, I can't try, I can't try... No one knows the hard times I went through If happiness came I miss the call The stormy days ain't over I've tried and lost know I think that I pay the cost Now I've watched all my castles fall They were made of dust, after all Someday all this mess will make me laugh I can't ewait, I can't wait, I can't wait... If I ever feel better Remind me to spend some good time with you You can give me your number When it's all over I'll let you know If I ever feel better Remind me to spend some good time with you You can give me your number When it's all over I'll let you know It's like somebody took my place I ain't even playing my own game The rules have changed well I didn't know There are things in my life I can't control I feel the chaos around me A thing I don't try to deny I'd better learn to accept that There's a part of my life that will go away Dark is the night, cold is the ground In the circular solitude of my heart As one who strives a hill to climb I am sure I'll come through I don't know how They say an end can be a start Feels like I've been buried yet I'm still alive I'm losing my balance on the tight rope Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please... If I ever feel better Remind me to spend some good time with you You can give me your number When it's all over I'll let you know If I ever feel better Remind me to spend some good time with you You can give me your number When it's all over I'll let you know If I ever feel better Remind me to spend some good time with you You can give me your number When it's all over I'll let you know

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rbrt am 2004-07-13 16:53:24

wow, lyrik. und das auf englisch. hast du dir das selbst ausgedacht (es gibt kein von xy)? gibts da eine melodie dazu....?

ich habe jetzt übrigens fotos von dir raufgeladen!

gruesse!

travelmate am 2004-07-13 18:16:49

natürlich nicht von mir. es gibt eine melodie dazu, sogar ziemlich cool... bis späta

leiseste-beruehrung am 2004-07-19 19:45:36

So Says I




by the shins

An address to the golden door
I was strumming on a stone again
Pulling teeth from the pimps of gore when hatched
A tragic opera in my mind...
And it told of a new design
In which every soul is duty bound
To uphold all the statues of boredom therein lies
The fatal flaw of the red age

Because it was nothing like we'd ever dremt
Our lust for life had gone away with the rent we hated
And because it made no money nobody saved no ones life.

So we burned all our uniforms
And let nature take its course again
And the big ones just eat all the little ones
That sent us back to the drawing board.

In our darkest hours
We have all asked for some
Angel to come
Sprinkle his dust all around
But all our crying voices they can't turn it around
And you've had some crazy conversations of your own.

We've got rules and maps and guns in our backs
But we still can't just behave ourselves
Even if to save our own lives so, says I, WE ARE A BRUTAL KIND.

Cuz this is nothing like we'd ever dremt
Tell Sir Thomas More we've got another failed attempt
Cuz if it makes them money they might just give you life this time.

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