amazing

i really love music. and to love the music, i think you have to love the lyrics. to me, music & lyrics are all one and the same...they make the song whole. heck, they ARE the song. i mean, without the lyrics you only have music and without the music you have hallow lyrics. and while they may be meaning full to read...without the spirituality of the music behind it...they are pretty much nothing. music can add so much to a set of lyrics...and vice versa.

so it totally amazes me when i hear a song and listen to the lyrics and realize that they really really, speak to me--for lack of a better phrase. lately i have been listening to Staind. i LOVE them...they are deep and soulful (of sorts) and honest and raw. anyway....while they can be pretty depressing, i really find them kind touching.

so i will share with you a couple of songs from Staind that really speak to me and relate to me and who i am and how i feel about me, my life, and my past...though i don't feel like this all the time...just occasionally i have fleeting thoughts of what i would have done different or what could have been.

"Schizophrenic Conversations"

                                                                         
                          Are you afraid, afraid of the truth           
                          In the mirror staring back at you.            
                    The image is cracked but so is the view, here.      
                    And the strength of a tree begins in the roots      
                               That I tend bury into you                
                      At least now the storm can't blow me away.        
                                                                        
                           So crawl inside my head with me.             
                           I'll show you how it feels to be,            
                                   To blame like me.                    
                                                                        
                      Should I be afraid of this face that I see        
                           In the mirror staring back at me?            
                     So cold were the days when I listened to you.      
                    And you say that I'm weak so show me the proof      
                         Because I still exist in spite of you          
                        But I won't compete with you every day.         
                                                                        
                           So crawl inside my head with me.             
                           I'll show you how it feels to be,            
                                   To blame like me.                    
                                                                        
                           Schizophrenic conversations that             
                            I'm always having with myself.              
                       I hear these voices in my head competing.        
                            Maybe I could use a little help             
                       I still have schizophrenic conversations         
                       Where there's no one else around to hear.        
                        I long for solitude and peace within me         
                          Void of all the anger and the fear.           
                                                                        
                           So crawl inside my head with me.             
                           I'll show you how it feels to be,            
                                  Fucked up like me.                    
                                                                        
                           I'll show you how it feels to be             
                                   To blame like me                     
                                    Ashamed like me

"Falling"

You in your shell are you waiting for someone to rescue you from yourself.

Don't be disappointed when no one comes.

Don't blame me you didn't get it [3x]

I already told you, that falling is easy it's getting back up that becomes the problem, becomes the problem

If you don't believe that you can find a way out you become the problem, become the problem.

Don't blame me you didn't get it [3x]

You, all alone, are you waiting for someone to make you whole?

Can't you see aren't you tired of this dysfunctional routine.

I already told you, that falling is easy it's getting back up that becomes the problem, becomes the problem

If don't you believe that you can find a way out you you solve the problem, solve the problem.

Falling is easy it's getting back up that becomes the problem, becomes the problem
And if you believe you can find a way out
Then you've solved the problem, you've solved your problem.