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**mitchables** · 10-17-2006, 02:22 AM

There are two songs at the moment which I am loving for lyrical value (as well as just being awesome songs period):

Cursive - Dorothy At Forty

Dorothy, I know you've had amazing dreams
We can't go chasing down each golden street
Each and every rainbow, each passion, each unattainable goal
We're not in dreamland anymore

Dorothy, it seems you'll never understand
This here land is everything we have
Every sweat-stained collar, every dollar,
every bent and bloodied spur
We're not the kids that we once were
We can't be the adults we want to be

Dreams are all you have, dreams have held you back
Dreamers never live, only dream of it
Dream cars, dream houses, dream jobs, dream spouses
Dreams of tornadoes, cities of emerald

And I know we swore we'd make more of ourselves
but this plot is literally our lot in life.

American dreams pollute our cities
Our piece of the pie can't fill our bellies
(More) More square inches
(More) Picket fences
(More) Clothes on the line
(More) Naps at noontime
More of our fair share
More of our birthright
More of what we're owed

More...

Paid vacation
(More) Entertainment
(More) Compensation
(More) Gratuitous gratification

Dorothy, wake up, Dorothy, wake up
Dorothy, wake up, it's time for work

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Dredg - Same Ol' Road

Here we go - down that same old road again,
Sympathy unfolds the shell that holds,
All beauty within,
Here we go - down that same old road again,
A memory, a regret, a hope.

Here we go - down that same old road again,
Empathy controls the wind that blows,
And tickles our skin,
A memory, a regret, a hope, a stimulant.

Recent it seems, we must push on,
We must push on, though we bleed,
We must push on, we must push on.

All you need is a modest house in a modest neighborhood,
In a modest town, where honest people dwell.
Making the cleanest energy,
For the greenest plants to grow,
In the richest soil that is drenched,
With the freshest rain.

Then you should sit in your backyard,
Watch clouds peak over the tallest mountain tops,
As they unveil honest opinions about the stars.

We must push on, we must push on, recent it seems,
We must push on, we must push on,
Though we bleed, we must push on, we must push on

All you need is a modest house in a modest neighborhood.

10-17-2006, 02:22 AM	#3
mitchables bonjour Posts: 27,814	There are two songs at the moment which I am loving for lyrical value (as well as just being awesome songs period): Cursive - Dorothy At Forty Dorothy, I know you've had amazing dreams We can't go chasing down each golden street Each and every rainbow, each passion, each unattainable goal We're not in dreamland anymore Dorothy, it seems you'll never understand This here land is everything we have Every sweat-stained collar, every dollar, every bent and bloodied spur We're not the kids that we once were We can't be the adults we want to be Dreams are all you have, dreams have held you back Dreamers never live, only dream of it Dream cars, dream houses, dream jobs, dream spouses Dreams of tornadoes, cities of emerald And I know we swore we'd make more of ourselves but this plot is literally our lot in life. American dreams pollute our cities Our piece of the pie can't fill our bellies (More) More square inches (More) Picket fences (More) Clothes on the line (More) Naps at noontime More of our fair share More of our birthright More of what we're owed More... Paid vacation (More) Entertainment (More) Compensation (More) Gratuitous gratification Dorothy, wake up, Dorothy, wake up Dorothy, wake up, it's time for work ------------------------------- Dredg - Same Ol' Road Here we go - down that same old road again, Sympathy unfolds the shell that holds, All beauty within, Here we go - down that same old road again, A memory, a regret, a hope. Here we go - down that same old road again, Empathy controls the wind that blows, And tickles our skin, A memory, a regret, a hope, a stimulant. Recent it seems, we must push on, We must push on, though we bleed, We must push on, we must push on. All you need is a modest house in a modest neighborhood, In a modest town, where honest people dwell. Making the cleanest energy, For the greenest plants to grow, In the richest soil that is drenched, With the freshest rain. Then you should sit in your backyard, Watch clouds peak over the tallest mountain tops, As they unveil honest opinions about the stars. We must push on, we must push on, recent it seems, We must push on, we must push on, Though we bleed, we must push on, we must push on All you need is a modest house in a modest neighborhood.