tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28540889690333800002024-03-08T03:06:03.797-08:00Alternative LyricsA collection of the coolest and best alternative rock songs and lyricschrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.comBlogger82125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-88495661567188161962007-11-16T05:37:00.000-08:002007-11-16T05:38:11.521-08:00Calgone - Incubus<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/VMNnYegtno/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/VMNnYegtno/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br />On my way home, police car pulled me over.<br />After they left, I puttered out of gas.<br />Triple-A' came, but my card was expired!<br />I had to walk home, and of course, it rained half the time.<br />I tried to get some shut-eye, then I was abducted!<br />They put cold things in my butt.<br />They sampled a bit of my D.N.A.<br />They left me on top of my sheets,<br />I dreamt I went potty, then woke up drenched in me.<br />This day sucked the hardest ever...<br />I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.<br />A little bit less than nothing would go my way.<br />I got up to toss my soiled sheets,<br />the hallway was dark and I stubbed my big toe.<br />It was then that I sensed the irony (burning me),<br />then I heard the voice say,<br />"Come sail aboard S.S. Nepenthe!"<br />I suppose I'm to blame for getting pulled over.<br />I guess I'm the culprit for running out of gas.<br />Let's assume I'm the guy who didn't pay his 'Triple-A' fee.<br />In actuality, I let the zetas probe me.<br />Yesterday was all my fault.<br />I let negativity get the better of me.<br />Thank goodness for the bathtubs and suds!<br />They temporarily set free this quandary.chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-85326971248941715182007-11-16T05:36:00.000-08:002007-11-16T05:37:18.768-08:00Deep Inside - Incubus<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/1qQKhFCcx0/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/1qQKhFCcx0/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br />It's 3 o'clock,<br />and we ask ourselves,<br />"Where are we now?"<br />It seems we've wondered out of bounds again!<br />(Over and over, we ask ourselves why we don't utilize<br />things that are stored<br />deep inside of our brains!)<br />I'm on my own and I can't see straight!<br />Am I so stoned that I can't see straight?<br />Man, I've got to find my way back home,<br />but I'm too deep inside<br />It's 4 o'clock,<br />and we ask ourselves,<br />"Where did we go wrong?<br />We passed my house at least an hour ago!"<br />Over and over, we ask ourselves why<br />don't we utilize things<br />that are stored deep inside of our brains!<br />I'm on my own and I can't see straight?<br />Am I sooo stoned that I can't see straight?<br />It's 5 o'clock,<br />and we tell ourselves,<br />"We need to get home! The sun is creeping overhead again!"<br />I'm way too deep inside to go home...<br />I've got to get sane!chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-61742263308597746452007-11-16T05:35:00.000-08:002007-11-16T05:36:23.845-08:00New Skin - Incubus<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/HudZG-KtEc/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/HudZG-KtEc/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br />At first I see an open wound<br />infected and disastrous<br />It breathes chaotic catastrophe<br />it cries to be renewed<br />Its tears are the color of anger,<br />they dry to form a scab<br />To the touch, its stiff and resilient,<br />underneath, the new skin breathes<br />As outwardly cliche as it may seem,<br />yes, something under the surface says,<br />"C'est la vie"<br />It is a circle, there is a plan<br />dead skin will atrophy itself to start again<br />Look closely at the open wound<br />see past what covers the surface<br />Underneath chaotic catastrophe,<br />creation takes stage.<br />Its all been saved<br />with exception for the right parts<br />When will we be new skin?<br />Its all been seen with exception for what could be<br />When will we be new skin?<br />Fallacious cognitions<br />spewed from televisions<br />do mold our decisions.<br />So stop and take a look,<br />and you'll see what I see nowchrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-41864530837135798942007-11-16T05:34:00.001-08:002007-11-16T05:34:52.598-08:00Idiot Box - Incubus<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Suw8sP0zm-/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Suw8sP0zm-/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br />You keep your riches and I'll sew my stitches,<br />you can't make me think like you, mundane.<br />I've got a message for all those who think that<br />they can etch his words inside my brain<br />T.V., what do I need?<br />Tell me who to believe!<br />What's the use of autonomy<br />when a button does it all?<br />So listen up,<br />glisten up closely all,<br />who've seen the fuckin eye ache too.<br />It's time to step away from cable train<br />And when we finally see the subtle light,<br />this quirk in evolution will begin<br />to let us live and recreate<br />T.V., what do I need?<br />Tell me who to believe!<br />Whats the use of autonomy<br />when a button does it all?<br />T.V., what should I see?<br />Tell me who should I be?<br />Lets do our mom a favor and drop<br />a new god off a wall.<br />Let me see past the fatuous knocks.<br />I've gotta rid myself of this idiot box!<br />Let you see past the feathers and flocks,<br />and help me plant a bomb in this idiot box!<br />From the depths of the sea<br />to the tops of the trees<br />to the seat of a lazy boy...<br />staring at a silver screen!!chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-90111406142240827732007-11-16T05:32:00.000-08:002007-11-16T05:33:55.956-08:00A Certain Shade of Green - Incubus<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/wgUiMpzPnx/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/wgUiMpzPnx/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br />A certain shade of green,<br />tell me, is that what you need?<br />All signs around say move ahead.<br />Could someone please explain to me your ever present<br />lack of speed?<br />Are your muscles bound by ropes?<br />Or do crutches cloud your day?<br />My sources say the road is clear,<br />and street signs point the way.<br />Are you gonna stand around till 2012 A.D.?<br />What are you waiting for,<br />A certain shade of green?<br />I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate.<br />What are you waiting for,<br />A certain shade of green?<br />Would a written invitation<br />signed, "Choose now or lose it all,"<br />sedate your hesitation?<br />Or inflame and make you stall?<br />You've been raised in limitation,<br />but that glove never fit quite right.<br />The time has passed for hand-me-downs,<br />choose anew, please evolve,<br />take flight<br />What are you waiting for?<br />A written invitation?<br />A public declaration?<br />A private consolation?chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-31820073274002389412007-11-16T05:27:00.000-08:002007-11-16T05:28:58.790-08:00Glass - Incubus<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/OW1_3wtHhZ/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/OW1_3wtHhZ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br />If I had a dime for every time you walked away,<br />I could afford to not give a shit<br />and buy a drink and drown the day<br />But your pockets, they are empty,<br />yeh, and mine are times two<br />So why not make an about-face,<br />and accept the love I send to you?<br />You're never gonna be content if you don't try,<br />try to see outside your line.<br />There you go, you did it again!<br />You act as if there's blinders on your eyes.<br />Should I apologize if what I say burns your ears and stains<br />your eyes?!<br />Oh, did I crack your shell?<br />When it falls away, you'll see we exist as well!<br />Like a bottle with the cork stuck,<br />your true ingredients trapped inside.<br />Through the cloudy glass we catch a glimpse of you,<br />I guess the hard shell represents your pride.<br />Oh, if only it could be different<br />we could uncover the you, you deny.<br />Between two, a small discrepancy,<br />one complicates and one simplifies.<br />TAKE THOSE FUCKING BLINDERS OFF YOUR EYES!!<br />So if I had a dime for every time you walked away,<br />you could bet your bottom dollar that<br />I'd be filthy rich by noon todaychrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-70424838663796794182007-11-16T05:26:00.000-08:002007-11-16T05:27:21.419-08:00Redefine - Incubus<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/txl4jpLOes/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/txl4jpLOes/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br />Imagine your brain as a<br />canister filled with ink<br />yeah, now think of your body<br />as the pen where the ink resides<br />Fuse the two; KAPOW!<br />What are you now?<br />You're the human magic marker, won't you<br />please surprise my eyes?<br />It's in your nature,<br />you can paint whatever picture<br />you like no matter what<br />Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight<br />So modify this third rock from the sun<br />by painting myriads of pictures<br />with the colors of one<br />I'm sick of painting in black and white<br />my pen is dry, now I'm uptight<br />So sick of limiting myself<br />to fit your definition<br />Picture the scene, where whatever you thought,<br />would, in the blink of an eye,<br />manifest and become illustrated<br />You'd be sure man that every<br />line drawn reflected a life that you loved<br />not an existence that you hated<br />So, must we demonstrate that<br />we can't get it straight?<br />We've painted a picture,<br />now we're drowning in paint<br />Lets figure out what the fuck it's about<br />before the picture we painted<br />chews us up and spits us out<br />I'm sick of painting in black and white<br />my pen is dry, now I'm uptight<br />So sick of limiting myself<br />to fit your definition<br />Redefinechrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-83379187655786331772007-11-16T05:25:00.000-08:002007-11-16T05:26:13.615-08:00Vitamin - Incubus<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/FkbZNRp5vU/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/FkbZNRp5vU/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br />I'm born<br />I'm alive<br />I breathe<br />In a moment or two I realize,<br />that the sphere upon which I reside,<br />is asleep on its feet.<br />should I go back to sleep?<br /><br />I'm born<br />I'm alive<br />I breathe<br />In a moment or two I realize,<br />that the sphere upon which I reside,<br />is asleep on its feet.<br />should I should I should I go back to sleep?<br /><br />You stare at me like I'm a vitamin<br />On the surface you hate,<br />but you know you need me.<br />I'll come dressed as any pill you deem fit.<br />Whatever helps you swallow truth<br />all the more easily.<br /><br />We orbit the sun<br />I grow up<br />my open eyes see...<br /><br />A zombified, somnambulist society.<br />Leaving us as vitamins<br />for the hibernating human animal.<br />Do you see what I mean?<br /><br />You stare at me like I'm a vitamin<br />On the surface you hate,<br />but you know you need me.<br />I'll come dressed as any pill you deem fit.<br />Whatever helps you swallow truth<br />all the more easily.<br />And I wonder, will you digest me?<br />Into the sleep machine I won't plug in,<br />in fact I'd rather die before I will comply.<br />To you, my friend,<br />I write the reason I still live,<br />'cause in my mind it's set the vitamin is ripe to give<br />Coming closer to another 2000 years<br />you and I will pry<br />the closed eye of the sleep machine<br /><br />You stare at me like I'm a vitamin<br />On the surface you hate,<br />but you know you want me.<br />I'll come dressed as any pill you deem fit.<br />Whatever helps you swallow truth<br />all the more easily.chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-5210576129625758622007-11-16T05:21:00.000-08:002007-11-16T05:25:12.112-08:00Nebula - Incubus<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/deqIbWmbXE/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/deqIbWmbXE/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br />Disconnect and let me drift,<br />until my upside down is right side in.<br />Society must let the artist go,<br />to wander off into the nebula.<br />Upon return, I conjure what was seen.<br />I let it pulse and boil within my limbs.<br />I lay my pencil to the porous page,<br />and let my lunatic indulge itself.<br />Wander off into your nebula, see your nectarine of<br />multiplicity cum like orgasmatron<br />on overdrive!<br />Wander in off to your nebula, your tangerine of<br />electricity is ripe and on a vine, so pick your prize!<br />Do you enjoy your sight inside?<br />In little, black book do I confide!chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-16220744165420766532007-11-16T05:20:00.000-08:002007-11-16T05:21:35.143-08:00Favorite Things - Incubus<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/nRXMYIVSbc/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/nRXMYIVSbc/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br />I'm thinking of my soul's sovereignty,<br />and I know everything you hate in me.<br />Fill me up with over-pious badgerings,<br />to throw them up, oh, one of my favorite things.<br />Remember all the lessons fed to me?<br />Me the young sponge, so ready to agree.<br />Years have gone; I recognize the walking dead,<br />now aware that I'm alive and way ahead.<br />Too bad the things that make you mad<br />are my favorite things.<br />And I'm so happy.<br />I see you looking, I know that you're thinking<br />that I'll never go anywhere.<br />The things that I've done and the things<br />that I've seen, I don't really expect you to care.chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-1905394672090113272007-11-16T05:14:00.000-08:002007-11-16T05:20:35.057-08:00Summer Romance (Anti-Gravity Love Song) - Incubus<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/qv2jp6aOR-/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/qv2jp6aOR-/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br />I'm home alone tonight.<br />Full moon illuminates my room, and sends my mind aflight.<br />I think I was dreaming up some thoughts that were seemingly<br />possible...with you.<br />So I call you on the tin can phone.<br />We rendezvous at a quarter-two, and make sure we're alone.<br />I think I've found a way for you and I to finally fly free.<br />When we get there, we're gonna go far away.<br />Making sure to laugh; while we experience anti-gravity.<br />For years, I kept it to myself.<br />Now potentialities are bound, and sleeping under my shelf.<br />Simply choose your destination from the diamond canopy,<br />and we'll be there.<br />So I call you on the tin can phone.<br />We rendezvous at a quarter-two, and make sure we're alone.<br />I think I've found the way for you and I to finally be freechrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-10552525406032947162007-11-09T20:40:00.002-08:002007-11-09T20:41:14.782-08:00Quasimodo - Lifehouse<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/kz1lHIkTw8/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/kz1lHIkTw8/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br /><br /><br />you can be right<br />and I'll be real<br />honesty won't be a pain that you'll have to feel<br />cause I don't need your approval<br />to find my worth<br />I'm trapped inside of my own mind<br />afraid to open my eyes cause of what I'd find and I<br />don't want to live like this anymore<br /><br />there goes my pain<br />there goes my chains<br />did you see them falling<br />because this feeling<br />that has no meaning<br /><br />there goes the world<br />off of my shoulders<br />there goes the world<br />off of my back<br />there it goes<br /><br />does it scare you that I can<br />be something different than you<br />would it make you feel more comfortable if I wasn't<br />you can't control me<br />and you can't take away from me who I am<br /><br />there goes my pain<br />there goes my chains<br />did you see them falling<br />because this feeling<br />that has no meaning<br /><br />there goes the world<br />off of my shoulders<br />there goes the world<br />off of my back<br />you can't change me<br />you can't break me<br /><br />there goes the world<br />off of my shoulders<br />there goes the world<br />off of my back<br /><br />have you ever felt<br />like your only comfort was your cage<br />you're not alone<br />I've felt the same as you<br />have you ever felt<br />like your secrets give you away<br />you're not alone<br />I've been there too<br />cause everyone is looking<br />and everyone is laughing but I think<br />everyone feels the same<br />everybody wants to feel ok<br />everybody wants to<br />everybody wants to feel<br /><br />there goes my pain<br />there goes my chains<br />did you see them falling<br />because this feeling<br />that has no meaning<br /><br />there goes the world<br />off of my shoulders<br />there goes the world<br />off of my back<br />cause I don't want it<br />I don't want it<br />you can't change me<br />you can't break me<br /><br />there goes the world<br />off of my shoulders<br />there goes the world<br />off of my back<br />there it goeschrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-10695985696296762762007-11-09T20:38:00.000-08:002007-11-09T20:39:14.003-08:00Breathing - Lifehouse<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/iKaymfdJ1P/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/iKaymfdJ1P/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br /><br /><br />I'm finding my way back to sanity again<br />though I don't really know what I'm gonna do when I get there<br />and take a breath and hold on tight<br />spin around one more time<br />and gracefully fall back to the arms of grace<br /><br />cause I am hanging on every word you say and<br />even if you don't want to speak tonight<br />that's alright, alright with me<br />cause I want nothing more than<br />to sit outside Heaven's door<br />and listen to you breathing<br />is where I wanna be yeah<br /><br />I'm looking past the shadows in my mind into the truth and I'm<br />trying to identify the voices in my head<br />God which one's you<br />let me feel one more time what it<br />feels like to feel and<br />break these calluses off of me<br />one more time<br /><br />cause I am hanging on every word you say and<br />even if you don't wanna speak tonight<br />that's alright, alright with me<br />cause I want nothing more than<br />to sit outside your door<br />and listen to your breathing<br />is where I wanna be yeah<br />where I wanna be<br /><br />I don't want a thing from you<br />bet you're tired of me<br />waiting for the scraps to fall off of your table to the ground<br />cause I just want to be here now<br /><br />cause I am hanging on every word you say and<br />even if you don't wanna speak tonight<br />that's alright, alright with me<br />cause I want nothing more than<br />to sit outside Heaven's door<br />and listen to your breathing<br />is where I wanna be yeah<br /><br />cause I am hanging on every word you say and<br />even if you don't wanna speak tonight<br />that's alright, alright with me<br />cause I want nothing more than<br />to sit outside Heaven's door<br />and listen to you breathing<br />is where I wanna be yeah<br />where I wanna be<br />where I wanna bechrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-26699423660157440102007-11-09T20:36:00.000-08:002007-11-09T20:37:42.729-08:00Everything - Lifehouse<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/vVsMYn791S/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/vVsMYn791S/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br /><br /><br />find me here<br />and speak to me<br />I want to feel you<br />I need to hear you<br />you are the light<br />that's leading me<br />to the place<br />where I find peace again<br /><br />you are the strength<br />that keeps me walking<br />you are the hope<br />that keeps me trusting<br />you are the life<br />to my soul<br />you are my purpose<br />you're everything<br /><br />and how can I<br />stand here with you<br />and not be moved by you<br />would you tell me<br />how could it be<br />any better than this yeah<br /><br />you calm the storms<br />and you give me rest<br />you hold me in your hands<br />you won't let me fall<br />you still my heart<br />and you take my breath away<br />would you take me in<br />take me deeper now<br /><br />and how can I<br />stand here with you<br />and not be moved by you<br />would you tell me<br />how could it be<br />any better than this<br /><br />and how can I<br />stand here with you<br />and not be moved by you<br />would you tell me<br />how could it be<br />any better than this<br /><br />cause you're all I want<br />you're all I need<br />you're everything<br />everything<br /><br />you're all I want<br />you're all I need<br />you're everything<br />everything<br /><br />you're all I want<br />you're all I need<br />you're everything<br />everything<br /><br />you're all I want<br />you're all I need<br />you're everything<br />everything<br /><br />and how can I<br />stand here with you<br />and not be moved by you<br />would you tell me<br />how could it be<br />any better than this<br /><br />and how can I<br />stand here with you<br />and not be moved by you<br />would you tell me<br />how could it be<br />any better than this<br />would you tell me<br />how could it be<br />any better than thischrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-75068914079456235672007-11-09T20:34:00.000-08:002007-11-09T20:36:21.010-08:00Somewhere In Between - Lifehouse<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/wiVYRDlQnn/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/wiVYRDlQnn/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br /><br /><br />I can't be losing sleep<br />over this, no I can't<br />and now I cannot stop pacing<br />give me a few hours<br />I'll have this all sorted out<br />if my mind would just stop racing<br /><br />cause I cannot stand still<br />I can't be this unsturdy<br />this cannot be happening<br /><br />this is over my head<br />but underneath my feet<br />cause by tomorrow morning<br />I'll have this thing beat<br />and everything will be back to the way that it was<br />I wish that it was just that easy<br /><br />cause I'm waiting for tonight<br />and then waiting for tomorrow<br />and I'm somewhere in between<br />what is real and just a dream<br />what is real and just a dream<br />what is real and just a dream<br /><br />would you catch me if I fall out of what I fell in<br />don't be surprised if I collapse<br />down at your feet again<br />I don't want to run away from this<br />I know that I just don't need this<br /><br />cause I cannot stand still<br />I can't be this unsturdy<br />this cannot be happening, yeah<br /><br />cause I'm waiting for tonight<br />and then waiting for tomorrow<br />and I'm somewhere in between<br />what is real and just a dream<br />what is real and just a dream<br />what is real and just a dream<br />what is real and just a dreamchrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-90690447144233447762007-11-09T20:33:00.000-08:002007-11-09T20:34:36.582-08:00Sick Cycle Carousel - Lifehouse<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Pa02rsGrhX/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Pa02rsGrhX/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br /><br /><br />if shame had a face I think it would kind of look like mine<br />if it had a home would it be my eyes<br />would you believe me if I said I'm tired of this<br />well here we go now one more time<br /><br />I tried to climb your steps<br />I tried to chase you down<br />I tried to see how low I could get down to the ground<br />I tried to earn my way<br />I tried to change this mind<br />you better believe that I have tried to beat this<br /><br />so when will this end it goes on and on<br />over and over and over again<br />keeps spinning around I know that it won't stop<br />till I step down from this for good<br /><br />well I never thought I'd end up here never<br />thought I'd be standing where I am <br />I guess I kind of thought that it would be easier than this<br />I guess I was wrong now one more time<br /><br />I tried to climb your steps<br />I tried to chase you down<br />I tried to see how low I could get down to the ground<br />I tried to earn my way<br />I tried to change this mind<br />you better believe that I have tried to beat this<br /><br />so when will this end it goes on and on<br />over and over and over again<br />keeps spinning around I know that it won't stop<br />till I step down from this<br />sick cycle carousel<br />this is a sick cycle yeah<br />sick cycle carousel<br />this is a sick cycle yeah<br /><br />so when will this end it goes on and on<br />over and over and over again<br />keeps spinning around I know that it won't stop<br />till I step down from this for good<br /><br />so when will this end it goes on and on<br />over and over and over again<br />keeps spinning around I know that it won't stop<br />till I step down from this for good<br />sick cycle carousel<br />sick cycle carousel<br />sick cycle carousel<br />sick cycle carouselchrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-49777411132397765732007-11-09T20:32:00.000-08:002007-11-09T20:33:11.806-08:00Unknown - Lifehouse<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/JzVvubQGVJ/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/JzVvubQGVJ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br /><br /><br />this doubt is screaming in my face<br />in this familiar place sheltered and concealed<br />and if this night won't let me rest<br />don't let me second guess<br />what I know to be real<br />put away all I know for tonight<br />and maybe I just might<br />learn to let it go<br />take my security from me<br />and maybe finally<br />I won't have to know everything<br /><br />I am falling into grace<br />to the unknown to where you are and<br />faith makes everybody scared<br />it's the unknown the don't-know<br />that keeps me hanging on and on and on to you<br /><br />I got nothing left to defend<br />I cannot pretend<br />that everything makes sense<br />but does it really matter now<br />if I do not know how<br />to figure this thing out<br /><br />and I am falling into grace<br />to the unknown to where you are and<br />faith makes everybody scared<br />it's the unknown the don't-know<br />that keeps me hanging on and on and on to you<br /><br />I'm against myself again<br />trying to fit these pieces in<br />walking on a cloud of dust<br />to get to you<br /><br />I am falling into grace<br />to the unknown to where you are and<br />faith makes everybody scared<br />it's the unknown the don't-know<br />that keeps me hanging on<br /><br />and I am falling into grace<br />to the unknown to where you are and<br />faith makes everybody scared<br />it's the unknown the don't-know<br />that keeps me hanging on and on and on to youchrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-70135411262507945032007-11-09T20:30:00.000-08:002007-11-09T20:31:46.689-08:00Somebody Else's Song - Lifehouse<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/gEgv9ZMRSX/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/gEgv9ZMRSX/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br /><br /><br />can't change this feeling <br />I'm way out of touch<br />can't change this meaning<br />well it means too much<br />never felt so lonely<br />never felt so good<br />can't be the only one misunderstood<br />cause I remind myself of somebody else I'm<br /><br />feeling like I'm chasing like I'm facing myself alone<br />I've got somebody else's thoughts in my head<br />I want some of my own<br />I want some of my own<br />I want some of my own<br /><br />can you see me up here would you<br />bring me back down<br />cause I've been living to see my fears as they<br />fall to the ground<br />I remind myself of somebody else I'm<br /><br />feeling like I'm chasing like I'm facing myself alone<br />I've got somebody else's thoughts in my head<br />I want some of my own<br />I want some of my own<br />I want some of my own<br />I want some of my own<br /><br />am I hiding behind my doubts<br />are they hiding behind me<br />closer to finding out<br />it doesn't mean anything<br />cause I remind myself of somebody else I'm<br /><br />feeling like I'm chasing like I'm facing myself alone<br />I've got somebody else's thoughts in my head<br />I want some of my own<br />I want some of my own<br />I want some of my ownchrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-83815567699933689342007-11-09T20:27:00.000-08:002007-11-09T20:28:45.084-08:00Trying - Lifehouse<span style="font-style:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/sta860wuQ2/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/sta860wuQ2/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br /><br /><br />could you let down your hair be transparent for awhile<br />just a little while<br />to see if your human after all<br />honesty is a hard attribute to find<br />when we all want to seem like<br />we've got it all figured out <br />well let me be the first to say that I don't have a clue<br />I don't have all the answers<br />ain't gonna pretend like I do<br /><br />just trying<br />to find my way<br />trying<br />to find my way the best that I know how<br /><br />well I haven't memorized all of the cute things to say<br />but I'm working on it<br />maybe I'll master this art form someday<br />if I quote all the lines off the top of my head<br />would you believe<br />that I fully understand all these things I've read<br /><br />I'm just trying<br />to find my way<br />trying<br />to find my way<br />trying<br />to find my way the best that I know how<br /><br />well I haven't got it all figured out quite yet but<br />even if it takes my whole life<br />to get to where I need to be<br />and if I should fall to the bottom of the end<br />I'll be one step back to you and<br /><br />trying<br />to find my way<br />trying<br />to find my way<br /><br />I'm trying<br />to find my way<br />trying<br />to find my waychrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-85141921756398359582007-11-09T20:25:00.000-08:002007-11-09T20:29:54.762-08:00Hanging By A Moment - Lifehouse<span style="font-style:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/cRIgmlA8tO/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/cRIgmlA8tO/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br />desperate for changing <br />starving for truth<br />closer to where I started <br />chasing after you<br /><br />I'm falling even more in love with you<br />letting go of all I've held onto<br />I'm standing here until you make me move<br />I'm hanging by a moment here with you<br /><br />forgetting all I'm lacking<br />completely incomplete<br />I'll take your invitation<br />you take all of me now<br /><br />I'm falling even more in love with you<br />letting go of all I've held onto<br />I'm standing here until you make me move<br />I'm hanging by a moment here with you<br /><br />I'm living for the only thing I know<br />I'm running and not quite sure where to go<br />and I don't know what I'm diving into<br />just hanging by a moment here with you<br /><br />there's nothing else to lose<br />there's nothing else to find<br />there's nothing in the world<br />that could change my mind<br />there is nothing else<br />there is nothing else<br />there is nothing else<br /><br />desperate for changing<br />starving for truth<br />closer to where I started<br />chasing after you<br /><br />I'm falling even more in love with you<br />letting go of all I've held onto<br />I'm standing here until you make me move<br />I'm hanging by a moment here with you<br /><br />I'm living for the only thing I know <br />I'm running and not quite sure where to go<br />and I don't know what I'm diving into<br />just hanging by a moment here with you<br />just hanging by a moment<br />hanging by a moment<br />hanging by a moment<br />hanging by a moment here with youchrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-87780117978279702032007-11-09T20:23:00.000-08:002007-11-09T20:24:45.262-08:00Cling And Clatter - Lifehouse<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/CpwXYJnF5i/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/CpwXYJnF5i/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br /><br /><br />too many voices<br />it won't take long<br />which one's right<br />and which one's wrong<br />and yours is most likely to be misunderstood<br />screaming in tongues<br />at the top of my lungs<br />till I find you<br />till you found me and somehow<br />I always knew that you would<br /><br />and I am contemplating matters<br />all this cling and clatter<br />in my head<br />and what you said is ringing<br />ringing faster<br /><br />and it's all good<br />if you would stop the world from making sense<br />and if I could<br />just realize it doesn't really matter<br />doesn't really matter<br />doesn't really matter<br /><br />if I could touch the sound of silence now<br />you know I would<br />if I knew how<br />to make these intentions come around<br />and now I'm hearing without listening<br />and believing every word that you're not saying<br />speaking without a sound<br /><br />and I am contemplating matters<br />all this cling and clatter<br />in my head<br />and what you said is ringing<br />ringing faster<br /><br />and it's all good<br />if you would stop the world from making sense<br />and if I could<br />just realize it doesn't really matter<br />doesn't really matter<br />doesn't really matter<br /><br />trapped inside of these four walls<br />walking brainless muppet dolls<br />mushroom face beneath the tangles<br />bleeding silhouette inside<br />dancing like an angel would<br /><br />and it's all good<br />if you would stop the world from making sense<br />and if I could<br />just realize it doesn't really matter<br />doesn't really matter<br />doesn't really matter<br /><br />and it's all good<br />if you would stop the world from making sense<br />and if I could<br />just realize it doesn't really matter<br />doesn't really matter<br />all this cling and clatterchrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-34483186211855585412007-11-09T20:21:00.000-08:002007-11-09T20:23:05.134-08:00Only One - Lifehouse<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/7DHidH0JwC/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/7DHidH0JwC/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br /><br /><br />she's got a pretty smile<br />it covers up the poison that she hides<br />she walks around in circles in my head<br />waiting for a chance to break me<br />a chance to take me down<br />now I see the burden you gave me<br />is too much to carry<br />too much to bury inside<br /><br />I guess you're the only one<br />that nobody changes<br />I guess you're the only one<br />left standing when everything else goes down<br />you're still the only one<br />yeah you're still the only one<br /><br />it's all shallow and all so appealing now<br />I'm up to my ankles and I'm drowning anyway in a sea of<br />sarcastic faces<br />familiar places<br />everything looks quite the same here it's<br />all confusingly amusing<br />bitter and tainted<br />the picture you painted to me<br /><br />I guess you're the only one<br />that nobody changes<br />guess you're the only one<br />left standing when everything else goes down<br />you're still the only one<br />who will never change faces<br />I guess you're the only one<br />left standing when everything else goes down<br /><br />just cause it's all in your head<br />doesn't mean it has to be in mine<br />don't believe what you said<br />still can't get it out of my mind<br />I've tried to find myself an approval<br />I've already been there<br />already done that it<br />got me nowhere it<br />brought me nothing but a good place to hide in<br />no one to confide in now<br /><br />I guess you're the only one<br />that nobody changes<br />I guess you're the only one<br />that will never change faces<br />I guess you're the only onechrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-45684606443174466512007-11-09T20:17:00.000-08:002007-11-09T20:19:51.231-08:00Simon - Lifehouse<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/j2NIUnm7ba/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/j2NIUnm7ba/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br /><br /><br />catch your breath<br />hit the wall<br />scream out loud<br />as you start to crawl<br />back in your cage<br />the only place<br />where they will<br />leave you alone<br />cause the weak will seek the weaker till they've broken them<br />could you get it back again<br />would it be the same<br />fulfillment to their lack of strength at your expense<br />left you with no defense<br />they tore it down<br /><br />and I have felt the same<br />as you I've felt the same<br />as you I've felt the same<br /><br />locked inside<br />the only place<br />where you feel sheltered<br />where you feel safe<br />you lost yourself<br />in your search to find<br />something else to hide behind<br />cause the fearful always preyed upon your confidence<br />didn't they see the consequence<br />they pushed you around<br />the arrogant build kingdoms made of the different ones<br />breaking them till they've become<br />just another crown<br /><br />and I have felt the same<br />as you I've felt the same<br />as you I've felt the same<br />as you I've felt the same<br /><br />refuse to feel<br />anything at all<br />refuse to slip<br />refuse to fall<br />can't be weak<br />can't stand still<br />watch your back<br />cause no one will<br /><br />you don't know why they had to go this far<br />traded your worth for these scars<br />for your only company<br />and don't believe the lies that they have told to you<br />not one word was true<br />you're alright<br />you're alright <br />you're alright<br /><br />and I have felt the same<br />as you I've felt the same<br />as you I've felt the same<br />as you I've felt the samechrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-89458914756351874892007-11-09T20:15:00.000-08:002007-11-09T20:16:53.227-08:00Radiance - Greenwheel<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/24ZByxzLVu/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/24ZByxzLVu/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br />I’ve had enough of this red light<br />I’ve been waiting here for so long<br />Driving on like reruns and feeling nothing new<br />Time has stopped<br />Resting some for this town it’s comforting to know nothing new<br />If I could only make a sound<br />Holding the stars like paintings we are<br />Pull one down for me<br />Colors alive like radiance<br />Swimming back to your sea<br />I can’t explain this feeling that’s been grounding me for so long<br />Keeping faith<br />I move on<br />Praying for something soon<br />How long must I scream to the guards to let me out<br />To the past I’m anchoredchrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2854088969033380000.post-21727695562432742272007-11-09T20:12:00.000-08:002007-11-09T20:14:54.454-08:00The End - Greenwheel<span style="font-weight:bold;">Listen:</span><br /><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Kj4cMF-Oox/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Kj4cMF-Oox/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lyrics:</span><br />Is anyone else awake<br />Deaf ears on these words must fall<br />Dodging friendly fire<br />Marksmanship inspires<br />The end that is never the end<br />There’s no difference between foe or friend<br />Blanks in the chamber, they’ll have you believe<br />Faces so sober, trusting souls deceived<br />Mouth less children, still promises they feed<br />Bullets softer now, still we bleed<br />The megaphone speaks still pulses race and scream<br />Things will be quiet soonchrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944433037342535284noreply@blogger.com0