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i can hear it.


: i can see it(25), i can read it(20), i can feel it(122), can i write it?(9)
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, 07 2010 . 23:48 +
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i can hear it
i can feel it

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So now the years are rolling by

, 01 2010 . 01:06 +

So now the years are rolling by,
and it’s not long since you and I
could have been train drivers and astronauts.
And now we’re stuck in furnished ruts,
but yet the thing that really cuts
is that we can’t remember how we got caught.

Filtered air, computer screens, muffled sighs and might-have-beens
count your blessings, then breathe, and count to ten.
And though it doesn’t often show, we are scared
because we know our forefathers were farmers and fishermen.
And so the world has changed, worse or better’s hard to tell,
but my hope remains within the arms of Isabel.
So now our calloused hands once told a story honest
as it’s old of sowing seeds and setting sail.
But now our hands are soft and weak
and working seven days a week at these salvation schemes that are bound to fail.
And I’ll admit that I am scared of what I don’t understand.

But darling, if you’re there, gentle voice and soothing hands,
to quiet my despair, to shore up all my plans, darling, if you’re there...
And so the world has changed, and I must change as well.
The machines we’ve made will damn us into hell.
And the time will come when all must save themselves.
I will save my soul in the arms of Isabel.
 

Frank Turner


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Lust of the Libertines

, 09 2010 . 20:41 +
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i can hear it
i can read it
i can feel it

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Waiting for the Miracle

, 23 2010 . 00:32 +
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Baby, I've been waiting,
I've been waiting night and day.
I didn't see the time,
I waited half my life away.
There were lots of invitations
and I know you sent me some,
but I was waiting
for the miracle,
for the miracle to come.

I know you really loved me.
but, you see, my hands were tied.
I know it must have hurt you,
it must have hurt your pride
to have to stand beneath my window
with your bugle and your drum,
and me I'm up there waiting
for the miracle,
for the miracle to come.

Ah I don't believe you'd like it,
You wouldn't like it here.
There ain't no entertainment
and the judgements are severe.
The Maestro says it's Mozart
but it sounds like bubble gum
when you're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Waiting for the miracle
There's nothing left to do.
I haven't been this happy
since the end of World War II.

Nothing left to do
when you know that you've been taken.
Nothing left to do
when you're begging for a crumb
Nothing left to do
when you've got to go on waiting
waiting for the miracle to come.

I dreamed about you, baby.
It was just the other night.
Most of you was naked
Ah but some of you was light.
The sands of time were falling
from your fingers and your thumb,
and you were waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come

Ah baby, let's get married,
we've been alone too long.
Let's be alone together.
Let's see if we're that strong.
Yeah let's do something crazy,
something absolutely wrong
while we're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

When you've fallen on the highway
and you're lying in the rain,
and they ask you how you're doing
of course you'll say you can't complain.
If you're squeezed for information,
that's when you've got to play it dumb:
You just say you're out there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

(c) Leonard Cohen
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PD

, 07 2009 . 18:43 +
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i can hear it

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Competition

, 20 2009 . 13:20 +
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I never wanted to be better than my friends
I just wanted to prove wrong the people in my head
the ones who told me I'd be better of dead
the ones who told me that I would never win

when I delivered newspapers they said I was too slow
when I was a barista they said I made lousy foam
when I worked in retail they said I was a slob
much too dumb for school and much too lazy for a job

so I rode my bike like lightning
and I made cappuccinos that would make the angels sing
took two showers a day and I dressed up like a princess
shook my fist in my own face and said I'll show you who's the best

I wrote the kinds of papers teachers hang up on their walls
I was employee of the month at seven different shopping malls
and one time playing football I pulled the tendons in my leg
to prove that I was tough I hopped on one foot
and finished up the game

I thought if I succeeded I'd be happy and they'd go away
but first thing in the morning I'd still wake up and I'd hear them say
"you're fat, ugly, and stupid, you should really be ashamed
no one will ever like you you're not good at anything"

and sometimes I'd rise to the challenge
but other times I'd feel so bad that I could not get out of bed
and on the days I stayed in bed I sang and sang and sang
about how crappy I felt no realizing how many other people would relate

now people send me emails that say thanks for saying the things they didn't know how to say
and the people in my head still visit me sometimes
and they bring all of their friends but I don't mind
I play my guitar like lightning
when I sing I like it when you sing too loud and clear
different voices different tones all sayin' "yeah, we're not alone"
I got good at feeling bad and that's why I'm still here
I got good at feeling bad and that's why I'm still here
I got good at feeling bad and that's why I'm still here

(c) Kimya Dawson

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$$$

, 11 2008 . 23:29 +

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Isn't everybody tired of the fighting?
Isn't everybody tired of the killing?
Isn't everybody tired of the dying?
Isn't everybody tired of the hatred?
Violence.. fighting... killing...dying...

I don't wanna die
I don't wanna kill
I don't wanna kill
I don't wanna die
We are all human
It's time to prove it

(c) Anti-Flag

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Hedwig and the Angry Inch

, 05 2008 . 01:02 +
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Rain falls hard
Burns dry
A dream
Or a song
That hits you so hard
Filling you up
And suddenly gone

Breath Feel Love
Give Free
Know in you soul
Like your blood knows the way
From you heart to your brain
Know that you're whole

And you're shining
Like the brightest star
A transmission
On the midnight radio
And you're spinning
Like a 45
Ballerina
Dancing to your rock and roll

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the fall

, 05 2008 . 23:00 +
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the best

, 22 2008 . 01:31 +
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Sprite - 30 .
J7 - 35 .
Gogol Bordello - .


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(c) the Editors

, 30 2008 . 19:14 +
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Pull the blindfold down
So your eyes can't see
Now run as fast as you can
Through this field of trees

Say goodbye to everyone you have ever known
You are not gonna see them ever again

I can't shake this feeling I've got
My dirty hands
Have I been in the wars?
The saddest thing that I'd ever seen
Were smokers outside the hospital doors

Someone turn me around
Can I start this again?
i can hear it

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Illumination

, 13 2008 . 02:37 +
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Don't believe them for a moment
For a second, do not believe, my friend
When you are down, them are not coming
With a helping hand
Of course there is no us and them
But them they do not think the same
It's them who do not think the same
It's them who do not think...

They never step on spiritual path
They paint their faces so differently from ours
And if you listen closely
That war it never stops
That war it never stops
That war...

Be them new romans
Don't envy them my friend
Be their lives longer
All their longer lives are spent
Without a love or faithful friend
All those things they have to rent
Yeah, all those things they have to rent
All those things...

But we who see our destiny
In sound of this same old punk song
Let rest originality for sake of passing it around
Illuminating realization number one:
You are the only light there is
For yourself my friend

There'll be no saviors any soon coming down
And anyway illuminations
Never come from the crowned
Illuminating realization number one:
You are the only light there is
For yourself my friend

i can hear it

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Comfortably numb

, 13 2008 . 01:58 +
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There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone
And I have become
Comfortably numb.

i can see it
i can hear it

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, 10 2008 . 13:28 +
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Billy Talent 17 . 18. -______________-"


Well I've never seen us act like this
Our only hope is the minds of kids
And they'll show us a thing or two

Our only weapons are the guns of youth
It's only time before they tighten the noose
And then the hunt will be on for you

Like the smallest bee packs a sting
Like a pawn checkmates a King
We'll attack at the crack of dawn

Build a ladder if there's a wall
Don't be afraid to slip and fall
Speak for yourself or they'll speak for you

The Red Flag waving never meant the same
No... The Red Flag waving never meant the same

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain
The Red Flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don't need today
When they live in the sins of yesterday

i can hear it

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Gogol Bordello

, 16 2008 . 01:51 +


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If we are here not to do
What you and I wanna do
And go forever crazy with it
Why the hell are we even here?

There was never any good old days
They are today, they are tomorrow
It's a stupid thing we say
Cursing tomorrow with sorrow

When we stand here in a row
Looking like a bunch of heroes
I know that deep inside
Nothing more but bunch of zeroes

Skolko utetchki tepla
Vot takaja vot sudba
Nam segodnja suzdena
A bit mozget chto kogda da-j povezet!

Steppin' on the trail of Ultimate
I would never choose to die
so give me rest of all the secrets
give me new culture of life

i can hear it

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, 28 2008 . 00:56 +
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It's hard,
hard, not to sit on your hands,
burrow your head in the sand,
hard, not to make other plans
and claim that you?ve done all you can,
all alone
and life
must go on.

Its hard,
hard, to stand up for what's right
and bring home the bacon each night,
hard, not to break down and cry,
when every ideal that you tried
has been wrong.
But you must
carry on.

It's hard,
but you know it's worth the fight,
cause you know you?ve got the truth on your side,
when the accusations fly.
Hold tight!
Don't be afraid of what they'll say.
Who cares what cowards think anyway,
They will understand one day,
one day.

It's hard,
hard, when you're here all alone
and everyone else's gone home.
Harder to know right from wrong
when all objectivity's gone
and it's gone.
But you still
carry on.

'cause you,
you are the only one left
and you've got to clean up this mess.
You know you'll end up like the rest
Bitter and twisted - unless
you stay strong
And you
carry on.

It's hard,
but you know it's worth the fight,
cause you know you've got the truth on your side,
when the accusations fly.
Hold tight!
Don't be afraid of what they'll say.
Who cares what cowards think anyway,
They will understand one day,
one day.

i can see it
i can hear it

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, 23 2008 . 00:06 +
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Green

, 23 2008 . 17:51 +
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You'll rebel to anything (as long as it's not challenging)

, 05 2008 . 14:09 +
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You don't mean it

You need a uniform
So you won't be ignored
You are affected
And so you're accepted

It's time you invested in a bottle of poison
So we don't have to hear about you bitchin and moanin
You think you could afford a fuckin bottle of asprin

Boo fuckin hoo you're not the only one whose live's a piece of shit
And yet miraculously somehow we all seem to deal with it
Did anybody think that you would really seriously slit your wrists
In fact I think that everybody thinks you're seriously full of shit

You don't mean it

You need a uniform
So you won't be ignored
You are affected
And so you're accepted

It's time you invested in a bottle of poison
So we don't have to hear about you bitchin and moanin
You think you could afford a fuckin bottle of asprin

You think you're saying something relevant as you connect the dots
You never realized you have to get in line to suck a cock
You're telling me that fifty million screaming fans are never wrong
I'm telling you that fifty million screaming fans are fucking morons

You don't mean it









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, 23 2007 . 02:53 +

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