Lyrics that touched you and you will never forget

Shit, there's a lot, but right now this comes to mind...

We chase misprinted lies
We face the path of time
And yet I fight
And yet I fight
This battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home

My gift of self is raped
My privacy is raked
And yet I find
And yet I find
Repeating in my head
If I can't be my own
I'd feel better dead

- Alice in Chains- Nutshell (YOU SHOULD KNOW THIS!!!)
 
^ Adore that tune. Lyrics and melody, alike.

Also, love this. The acoustic/unplugged version plays in my head fresh; quite often,
Fuck it; it's sacrilege, not to post the music being played -too beautiful.


Yeah, it goes away;
All of this and more of nothing in my life.
No color clay -
Individuality; not safe!

As of now, I bet you've got me wrong
So unsure we run from something strong

I can't let go
Threadbare tapestry, unwinding slow
Feel a tortured brain
Show your belly, like you want me to

As of now, I bet you got me wrong
So unsure, we reach for something strong

I haven't felt like this in so long
Wrong, in a sense too far gone from love
That don't last forever
Something's gotta turn out right!

You sugar taste
Sweetness doesn't often touch my face
Stay, if you please
You may not be here when I leave?

As of now I bet you got me wrong?
So unsure, we reach/run for something strong!

I haven't felt like this in so long...
Wrong, in a sense too far gone from love.
Strong, I haven't felt like this in so long.
Wrong, in a sense too far gone from love -
That don't last forever! -
Something's gotta turn out right!
 
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If it's all just inadvertent, imitation
and i don't mean mine...
it's all across this nation.
If it's just inadvertent, simulation
a pattern in all mankind;
what's got the whole world faking...it?

-Mankind; Stone Gossard
 
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...why 'but' he still left his heart and soul in his music - he was seriously mentally and physically ill with addiction but that doesn't mean that he was some 'loser'. Cant understand why people are so fucking judgemental...pardon me, if I have taken you up wrong but these fucking apathetic, half-assed statements mean fuck-all!
 
Yes, it is and every one of them knows what they're dealing with - doesn't mean that they should be shamed into sobriety. Most addicts' issues come from - not the drug - but their issues; those they have been dealt with in life! Fact! The substances are far less potent (in the case of early users) than what makes them want to numb the pain.

Maybe if people listened and understood human beings instead of trying to control, patronise and undermine them they wouldn't feel so misunderstood in their issues. This PC bullshit on some of these threads is ridiculous and ignorant with regard to what we know about addiction. Nannying people is oppressive and doesn't show any empathy!

I'm not picking on you btw but you didn't state 'it's sad he died'; you typed 'he was dead, already' - that's a judgement and a fallacy.

Sorry for seeming harsh - its not personal but what you said seemed very flippant and made no sense - apart from being hyperbolic.
 
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Who the fuck is nannying. Get the fuck out of here with your judgements. Jesus Christ, Layne Staley was a famous rock star who still succumbed to his addictions. I dont need you to tell me how sad that someone who could have had anything he wanted but still chose drugs. And how the fuck you know who tried to listen. Ive read where Cantrell said they did try and still he wouldnt stop. Christ, this site exists to prevent this exact type of thing in people with a lot less to live for. And you make it sound like it just takes a good ear to prevent people from spiraling out of control.

Too harsh. But the essence is true. I said he was dead already because as I get older and replay my youth, I realize how it not only could have been me but also how it is sad that so many should have seen where Staley (or anyone else) were headed but were too caught up in our own bullshit to see disease instead of being inspired. I love AIC, but only consider it them if Layne is singing. I dont judge or begrudge any drug use of any kind. But we all are responsible in some ways for taking and stopping drugs.
 
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That recently released Radiohead song 'Burn the witch'.. The lyrics are like something the henchmen of Hades would have etched into stone in the middle ages, this shattered beat and a haunting backdrop of strings- I haven't heard anything like it for years. I'm not really a Radiohead fan, but the morning I saw that clip.. got me making music again after a few months. Tune :)

Also Hendrix's Valleys of Neptune and The Doors' Moonlight Drive.. Both spacey.
 
Who the fuck is nannying. Get the fuck out of here with your judgements. Jesus Christ, Layne Staley was a famous rock star who still succumbed to his addictions. I dont need you to tell me how sad that someone who could have had anything he wanted but still chose drugs. And how the fuck you know who tried to listen. Ive read where Cantrell said they did try and still he wouldnt stop. Christ, this site exists to prevent this exact type of thing in people with a lot less to live for. And you make it sound like it just takes a good ear to prevent people from spiraling out of control.

Too harsh. But the essence is true. I said he was dead already because as I get older and replay my youth, I realize how it not only could have been me but also how it is sad that so many should have seen where Staley (or anyone else) were headed but were too caught up in our own bullshit to see disease instead of being inspired. I love AIC, but only consider it them if Layne is singing. I dont judge or begrudge any drug use of any kind. But we all are responsible in some ways for taking and stopping drugs.


Okies. There will be no rational, objective, argument tonight then. Point taken. ;)




No milk today, my love has gone away
The bottle stands forlorn, a symbol of the dawn
No milk today, it seems a common sight
But people passing by don't know the reason why

How could they know just what this message means?
The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams
How could they know a palace there had been
Behind the door where my love reigned as queen

No milk today, it wasn't always so
The company was gay, we'd turn night into day

But all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
Oh, all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
Oh, all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town

- Hermans' Hermits
 
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Maybe if people listened and understood human beings instead of trying to control, patronise and undermine them they wouldn't feel so misunderstood in their issues.

Like Kitty said, he had people trying to help him but he ultimately shut everyone out and died alone. It was tragic that he couldn't overcome his addiction and there will never be another Layne, but you can't help someone that doesn't want it. I don't understand the hostility in your posts.

Kinney has commented on Staley's final years and isolation period:

I kept trying to make contact...Three times a week, like clockwork, I'd call him, but he'd never answer. Every time I was in the area, I was up in front of his place yelling for him...Even if you could get in his building, he wasn't going to open the door. You'd phone and he wouldn't answer. You couldn't just kick the door in and grab him, though there were so many times I thought about doing that. But if someone won't help themselves, what, really, can anyone else do?

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Layne_Staley
 
^ Apart from what Wikipedia says; there obviously is a myriad of factors involved that we will never know about. I'm not denying that individual's subjective, experience/truth but it is one of many( is what im saying). No one can make a decision or gamble about how people's lives will turn out and there is a 'futility-stereotype' regarding addiction which is agonised by the 'tragedy myth' - tragedy happens, however the results of it, aren't always futile - as many on here would give testimony to. Personally, I have witnessed many people, come back from The-brink, because of a change of certain factors in their lives - many of them environmental. For this reason, I hasten to 'wail' or indulge in an attitude of futility, due to a certain artists' lyrics; especially when they were alive enough to express their distress, at that time.

I don't want to get into silly arguments. We all have different perspectives - I may be impassioned in an opinion but that is just natural expression; it shouldn't be confused with hostility - because that is not my objective and would be ridiculous, anyway. :)


Yeh, it goes away
All of this and more of nothing in my life
No color clay
Individuality not safe

As of now I bet you got me wrong
So unsure you run from something strong

I can't let go
Threadbare tapestry unwinding slow
Feel a tortured brain
Show your belly like you want me to

As of now I bet you got me wrong
So unsure we reach for something strong

I haven't felt like this in so long
Wrong, in a sense too far gone from love
That don't last forever
Something's gotta turn out right

You sugar taste
Sweetness doesn't often touch my face
Stay if you please
You may not be here when I leave

As of now I bet you got me wrong
So unsure we reach for something strong

I haven't felt like this in so long
Wrong, in a sense too far gone from love
Strong, I haven't felt like this in so long
Wrong, in a sense too far gone from love
That don't last forever
Something's gotta turn out right
<3
 
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Who the fuck is nannying. Get the fuck out of here with your judgements. Jesus Christ, Layne Staley was a famous rock star who still succumbed to his addictions. I dont need you to tell me how sad that someone who could have had anything he wanted but still chose drugs. And how the fuck you know who tried to listen. Ive read where Cantrell said they did try and still he wouldnt stop. Christ, this site exists to prevent this exact type of thing in people with a lot less to live for. And you make it sound like it just takes a good ear to prevent people from spiraling out of control.

Too harsh. But the essence is true. I said he was dead already because as I get older and replay my youth, I realize how it not only could have been me but also how it is sad that so many should have seen where Staley (or anyone else) were headed but were too caught up in our own bullshit to see disease instead of being inspired. I love AIC, but only consider it them if Layne is singing. I dont judge or begrudge any drug use of any kind. But we all are responsible in some ways for taking and stopping drugs.

I understand your feeling - really, I do.:|.
We make god's out of famous people, we look to the seemingly powerful to lead us in our lives and when they fail - we become lost. We need to remember we are human; getting older is a great enlightener in many ways but it is hard to lose the people we looked up to, when we had no one in our lives to look up to/we failed to recognise the strength of those we could have admired; in hindsight. <3

 
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^ That's not originally a RHCP song. Think it was Billy Squier?

Anyways, everything Alice in Chains did has stuck with me. The very last line from "Nutshell," though, is basically my life motto.

If I can't be my own, I'd feel better dead.
 
Radical face-holy branches

When you were young
You'd bite your tongue
Calm, always did what you were told
Never ran your mouth
Lived life on tiptoes
Only felt peace if by yourself
When mistakes don't count

There's a hole in your chest
From the time that you were born
One that don't get filled
'cause you've always known you're nothin' they want

But everybody's bones are just holy branches
Cast from trees to cut patterns into the world
And in time we find some shelter
Spill our leaves and then sleep in the Earth
And when we're there we'll belong
'cause the Earth don't give a damn if you're lost

Now I live alone
Work in the belly of machines
Wring my soot-black hands
And I don't sleep much
Days don't feel much different

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From the nights
With no goals in mind

There's a hole in my chest
From the time I walked away
One I fill with sweat
So now I know I'm nothin' they want

But everybody's bones are just holy branches
Ride the breeze to cut patterns in the leaves
And in time we find some shelter
Spill our seeds and then wait for our turns
But for now we're adraift on the waves of disconent
Trying to carve our place
All in hopes we'll be something they want
But I'm not holding my breath

Trace your fingers down my spine
Make your home behind my eyes
Line my skull with harmless lies
I'll bide my time until I'm something they want
 
^ That's not originally a RHCP song. Think it was Billy Squier?

Anyways, everything Alice in Chains did has stuck with me. The very last line from "Nutshell," though, is basically my life motto.

If I can't be my own, I'd feel better dead.

Actually, think it's Stevie Wonder - Billy Squire's was sampled but Wonder wrote the original.
I like the RHCP cover, nevertheless as well as Wonder's original.
 
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