Donnerstag, Mai 04, 2006
Og vi skal synge gamle sanger om igjen
For some reason I decided to listen to Rage again today. They were a band I discovered in a second hand CD store many years ago, with a friend whom I have unfortunately lost sight of now... Years later, I bought another CD by then, and then another.
This was one of my absolute favourites back then. And it still is. Singing the same old songs over again...
Not feeling as bad as it seems from the song. The music is more like the bassline in a good rock song - it complements my mood perfectly, yet plays subtly in the background, and when I feel drained of it all, it is there to keep my emotional beat up.
A longer post on regret, dreams and what an overdue IR essay has to do with my green coat to come soon :) .
Current Music: Rage - From the Cradle to the Grave
This was one of my absolute favourites back then. And it still is. Singing the same old songs over again...
From the Cradle to the Grave
by Rage
There is a window out of pain
But the grief will come again
Swallow all the light and steal the sleep tonight
I'll never see the day to take it all away
There was a time to play my cards
Drown my anchor in the hearts
Find the tracks to love and get the tricks to shove
I never found a way to make it here to stay
My world is dark and out of touch
I'm left alone a bit too much
What you see is what you get
But when you can't there's nothing left
I'll miss it from the cradle to the grave
My world is full of mortal scenes
That blind my eyes and steal my dreams
What you feel is what you get
But when you can't there's nothing left
I'll miss it from the cradle to the grave
My world is dark and out of touch
I'm left alone a bit too much
What you see is what you get
But when you can't there's nothing left
My world is full of mortal scenes
That blind my eyes and steal my dreams
I can't see or feel it yet
And as I can't there's nothing left
I'll miss it from the cradle to the grave
I'll miss it from the cradle to the grave
I'll miss you from the cradle to the grave
by Rage
There is a window out of pain
But the grief will come again
Swallow all the light and steal the sleep tonight
I'll never see the day to take it all away
There was a time to play my cards
Drown my anchor in the hearts
Find the tracks to love and get the tricks to shove
I never found a way to make it here to stay
My world is dark and out of touch
I'm left alone a bit too much
What you see is what you get
But when you can't there's nothing left
I'll miss it from the cradle to the grave
My world is full of mortal scenes
That blind my eyes and steal my dreams
What you feel is what you get
But when you can't there's nothing left
I'll miss it from the cradle to the grave
My world is dark and out of touch
I'm left alone a bit too much
What you see is what you get
But when you can't there's nothing left
My world is full of mortal scenes
That blind my eyes and steal my dreams
I can't see or feel it yet
And as I can't there's nothing left
I'll miss it from the cradle to the grave
I'll miss it from the cradle to the grave
I'll miss you from the cradle to the grave
Not feeling as bad as it seems from the song. The music is more like the bassline in a good rock song - it complements my mood perfectly, yet plays subtly in the background, and when I feel drained of it all, it is there to keep my emotional beat up.
A longer post on regret, dreams and what an overdue IR essay has to do with my green coat to come soon :) .
Current Music: Rage - From the Cradle to the Grave
# posted by derniko : 18:00
