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[Heirloom]

I can relate to this song , having been stuck inside, I had hope though that one day I would be free.

One of my survival tools was music , to keep my spirits up in a depressing time in my life.

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Stuck inside these four walls,
Sent inside forever,
Never seeing no one
Nice again like you,
Mama you, mama you.

If I ever get out of here,
Thought of giving it all away
To a registered charity.
All I need is a pint a day
If I ever get outta here
If we ever get outta of here

Well, the rain exploded with a mighty crash
As we fell into the sun,
And the first one said to the second one there
I hope you're having fun.

Band on the run, band on the run.
And the jailer man and sailor Sam
Were searching every one
For the band on the run,
Band on the run
Band on the run,
Band on the run.

Well, the undertaker drew a heavy sigh
Seeing no one else had come,
And a bell was ringing in the village square
For the rabbits on the run.

Band on the run,
Band on the run.
And the jailer man and sailor Sam
Were searching every one
For the band on the run,
Band on the run

Yeah the band on the run,
Band on the run
Band on the run
Band on the run

Well, the night was falling as the desert world
Began to settle down.
In the town they're searching for us everywhere
But we never will be found.

Band on the run,
Band on the run.
And the county judge who held a grudge
Will search for evermore
For the band on the run,
Band on the run
Band on the run
Band on the run

[Heirloom]

This has given me insight to my life.

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Edited by Heirloom , 23 August 2017 - 02:18 PM.

[niemandgeist]

This song reminds me of overcoming my past. I've suffered through an awful lot of things because of my bipolar disorder. It all started in my "tweens" at around 11 or 12 years old, but it didn't get really bad until I hit about age 17.

 

When I was younger, I'd say between age 18 to 20, I used to feel pretty down about myself because of these things. Nobody wants to have a mental illness. Nobody wants to be placed into short-term mental hospitals again and again or end up in long-term mental hospitals for a few months. Nobody wants to end up in a long-term hospital at age 17 wondering if they'll ever get out again. When I ended up in that state hospital, so far as I knew, my parents lost custody of me and when I turned 18 in a few months I'd end up going to an adult long-term state run hospital for at least 6 to 12 months. I spent a long time thinking that, because I have bipolar disorder, I'd never really manage to amount to anything in life.

 

Fortunately, as I grew older, I started to think differently as I slowly managed to accomplish some good things for myself in life. Over time I've become more secure in myself and I've been able to separate the things that I've done and said while sick and symptomatic from my true self.

 

I had a pretty trying, extremely challenging higher dose mushroom experience a little more than a year ago. The thoughts and feelings that came up involved whether or not I was a good person, what other people thought of me when they saw me or interacted with me while sick and symptomatic during manic/psychotic episodes, some bad things that I did which are totally out of character for me when I was manic/psychotic, and similar things. Was I a loser because it's taken me much longer to "grow up" and move along in life than others?

 

After that trip I felt cleansed. I realized that, no, I'm not a bad person and that, no, other people who get to know me see this, too, even if they've seen me at my worst when I was sick and symptomatic in my past. I'm doing things to progress positively in my life and have been for a while now. I haven't given up. I take great care of myself physically and mentally. I'm very lucky to have found medications that work so well, to have a family who cares about my well-being and tries to be as supportive as they can, and I truly do feel that I'll be OK.

 

This song is pretty relaxing and is mainly a rock song with just a few lyrics in it.

 

The lyrics of this song, I feel, represent my journey through all of the bad things that come with having bipolar disorder and how I've grown to accept it and have been able to slowly improve myself over time instead of completely giving up. I've been able to separate the man I truly am from the man I've been when I was not myself while sick and totally out of my mind. I take good care of myself. I'm kind to others. I've been working and holding down a job. I'm not afraid to ask for help to move forward in life and I'm actively working with people who are helping me to try to make something more of myself so as to hopefully secure a better future for myself.

 

I feel that my psychedelic experiences, particularly from mushrooms, have helped to heal and guide me over time. For many years now these experiences are only very occasional as I do my best to maintain a good balance in life. I feel healed, soothed, feel as though I've moved beyond my past and look more to the future with hope. The lyrics to this song are very simple but, to me, remind me of how well I've been doing and how I feel rally great about myself that I haven't given up and I'm doing what I should be doing even though life is much harder for me because of my diagnosis/disability.

 

 

Lantlos -- "Jade Fields"

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Lyrics:

 

Let me go, let me go
Dont't feel sorry
I have been soothed
And forgot about my past
I am a river flowing free
I am the sun
I am the universe fading
I have seen you
I've been through the sun

[FLASHINGROOSTER]

This is a side of music I have always been fascinated with and believe that it speaks to its power. Its another way to express emotions and communicate without the formal sentence structure of conversation or even without words. It is a sort of primordial glue that binds us together. The shared experience of listening and thinking draws us together. 
 
 Always nice to see how a somewhat ambiguous song can be interpreted by each of our perceptions. One person hears a love song and the other a hate. The ability for us to inject ourselves into songs is very natural. For me not sure if one song can describe something in my life. However many different lines from various songs do!
 
I wold wager most could feel apathetic to this

Who has not been caught in the corners of their mind!

 

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Always it's coming And here starts the game

Why can't this puzzle be solved?

Each time it happens it's always the same

I look down and it starts to fall

And all I see It burns my eyes Burning all inside

Caught in the corners of my mind

Beginning over one more time

Taking me over Taking all that's mine

One more time

Always this teasing Sometimes I lose faith

Where is my strength to hold on?

Facing existence How can I relate?

Do I stand here or move on?

And all I see It burns my eyes

Burning all inside

Caught in the corners of my mind

Beginning over one more time

Taking me over Taking all that's mine

One more time

Falling through this space and time

Buried in this hurt of mine

Falling slowly like a dream

Falling through a world unseen Why can I not break this spell?

I'm in darkness Is this hell?

Falling towards this hole I see

This is how it has to be

Caught in the corners of my mind

Beginning over one more time

Taking me over Taking all that's mine

One more time (x2)

One more time (x2)

Edited by flashingrooster, 27 August 2019 - 05:32 PM.

[darci]

I know you asked, and usually I'm afflicted with verbal diarrhea but I'm just going to nip it in the bud and post this song so that it can speak of itself.

 

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Do you need any explanation?  Exposition?

 

I listened to some other posts here, and can see what is meant when the music plays.  Anger.  Confusion.  Loneliness.  Disgust at society for allowing things to continue to go on like this.

 

Then there are the rebuttals.  The claims of beauty.  The insistence that there is life other than the kind of life you know.  We all can feel it.  We all can sense it.  There is something wrong with the world and we sometimes feel as if we're the only sane ones around to see the calamity.

 

Sometimes, a song is just enough.  I hope you hear what I do.

 

What are we feeling?  What does it mean?  What should we do?

 

We are at the cutting edge of history,

 

...And it's up to us.

[darci]

While I'm feeling that anger and rage,

 

Don't you dare accuse me of not understanding just because I'm a girl...

 

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[darci]

more to come

Edited by darci, 09 September 2019 - 05:13 AM.

[GORF]

The brain treats music as a language

Brain activity while reading or speaking occurs in a region the mirrored opposite of the region music activates. Music and language. Same brain region; different hemispheres.

I just thought it was a cool little known fact that belongs in this thread somehow

[TVCasualty]

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Just wanna get my car back from the shop

....and God says NO.

 

[darci]

So...

 

I was a very lonely girl growing up.  Military father, moved a zillion times, went to at least 20 different schools.

 

My friends from school were transitory and fleeting.

 

My father was always gone because of work.  My mom was a bipolar narcissist alcoholic.

 

I had no relationships with my mom's side of the family because she fled from them and severed all ties.  Dad's side all lived up north and I was raised in the south.  I knew they existed, but we never saw each other.  Thanksgiving and Christmas was celebrated more than once with just me and my mother, and sometimes just me alone.

 

I usually only had myself and my thoughts to keep me company.

 

But there was a relative on my mom's side, 7 years older than myself - my mother's cousin's son.

 

He was by far the most fascinating human being that I have ever known.  His words were poetic, his motion was like a mountain slow dancing through time, his humor was gentle, precious and delightful.  He was a friend to me, a confidant, and I hung on to every word he ever said to me, playing them back in my mind for the eons of time that passed before I could see him again.

 

He taught me about history, knowledge, enlightenment, love, dreams, ambition, desire, disappointment, music, secrets, and silence.  He was brilliant and I miss his presence every single day.

 

He died in a motorcycle accident one year, and it wrecked me.  Absolutely, totally completely destroyed.  I almost gave up.  I came so close to writing off life itself because of this.  I had a lot of survivor's guilt afterward.  I felt like he was so much, and I was nobody, and yet he was gone and I was here.  It didn't make sense.  I questioned God, and was angry.  Life felt meaningless, much of what I believed in was shattered.  I recoiled, and fled into sadness, and buried myself in layers of distance.  To this day I still lament and suffer wondering what life might have been like, what conversations we might have had in the ensuing years, how much he affected my life.  Much of who I am today is because of him, or a reaction to his existence, or the effects of the flame of his life force, extinguished much too soon.

 

There is a song that always reminds me of him.  It's Heather Nova - Walking Higher.

 

I can't listen to it and not get goosebumps, and shiver, and weep.  It slays me.  Every time.

 

Lyrics:

 

I carry you with me,

A ghost inside

And in these shattered arms

You're still alive.

I carry you with me,

A holy shrine

And dogs and angels follow

Right behind.

 

And could I be walking higher,

Could I be right beside her ?

 

The bones they buried

Will feed the trees

But every word you ever spoke

Is still in me.

 

And could I be walking higher,

Could I be right beside her ?

 

And I will feel for you in the music.

And I will send that river home.

And I will cry for you sometimes

When the night is down.

And I raise my head up to the mountains,

Talk to the birds and I fly

'cause the spirit lives on,

When the body dies

 

And could I be walking higher,

Could I be right beside her?

Could I be walking higher

Could I be right beside her?

 

 

The Song:

 

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Edited by darci, 21 August 2021 - 11:26 PM.

[darci]

Niemand, if you're still visiting this forum, I've got a song for you.  I think it might be up your alley...

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There is nothing to fear

If agression is the result of fear

The fear is the fear of agression

So if you are afraid of the agressor

You are afraid of a person which is afraid of you

A person ruled by it's fears

And why should you be afraid of someone

Who is behaving like a small child in the darkness

 

Break in the circle we are living in

And don't be afraid, there's nothing to fear