| Light
Years (E.Vedder, S.Gossard, M.McCready) |
(In memory of Daniel Barfield) |
I've used hammers made out of wood.
I have played games with
pieces and rules.
I have deciphered tricks at the bar.
But now you're
gone, I haven't figured out why.
I've come up with riddles and jokes about
war.
I've figured out numbers and what they're for.
I've understood
feelings and I've understood words but how could you be taken away?
And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go.
It don't
seem fair. Today just disappeared.
Your light's reflected now. Reflected from
afar.
We were but stones. Your light made us stars.
With heavy breath awakened regrets.
Back pages and days alone
that could have been spent together but we were miles apart.
Every inch
between us becomes light years now.
No time to be void or save up on
life.
No, you got to spend it all.
And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go.
It don't
seem fair. You seemed to like it here.
Your light's reflected now. Reflected
from afar.
We were but stones. Your light made us stars.
And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go.
It don't
seem fair. Today just disappeared.
Your light's reflected now. Reflected from
afar.
We were by stones. Your light made us stars.
Black
(E.Vedder, S.Gossard)
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of
clay.
Lay spread out before me, as her body once did.
All five horizons
revolved around her soul,
As the earth to the sun.
Now the air I tasted
and breathed has taken a turn.
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything.
Ooh, I
know she gave me all that she wore.
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the
clouds,
Of what was everything.
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in
black, tattooed everything...
I take a walk outside,
I'm surrounded by some
kids at play.
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear?
Oh, and twisted
thoughts that spin round my head.
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning.
How
quick the sun can, drop away.
And now my bitter hands cradle broken
glass,
Of what was everything.
All the pictures have all been washed in
black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad, turned my world to
black.
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know
you'll be a star,
In somebody else's sky, but why,
Why, why can't it be,
why can't it be mine?
Sick of
Life
(S.Erna)
Paralyzed.
Nothing's getting through to me.
Hypnotized
from all my surroundings.
I wanna be something I could never be. I wanna say
things that I could never say.
Yeah, I'm gonna do it again.
I'm gonna do
it again.
I'm gonna do it again.
Sick of my life, I'm tired of everything
in my life.
Dragged down.
Rubbing my face in the ground. No time for the
undecided.
I wanna know why I've always felt alone. And I wanna love, Why am
I untouchable?
Yeah, I'm gonna do it again.
I'm gonna do it again.
I'm
gonna do it again!
Sick of my life. I'm tired of everything in my life.
I
never wanted to be sick of my life, I'm tired of everything in my life!!
Got Me Wrong
(J.Cantrell)
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's 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
I'm Open
(E.Vedder)
A man lies in his bed in a room with
no door
He waits hoping for a presence;
something, anything to enter
After
spending half his life searching, he still felt as blank as the ceiling at which he stared
He's alive, but feels absolutely nothing
So, is he?
When he was six he believed that the
moon overhead followed him
By nine he had
deciphered the illusion, trading magic for fact
No tradebacks...
So
this is what it's like to be an adult
If
he only knew now what he knew then...
I'm open..
Come in...
Lying sideways atop crumpled sheets
and no covers
He decides to dream.. dream
up a new self, for himself...
In My Darkest
Hour
(D.Mustaine, D.Ellefson)
In my hour of need, hmph, you're not there.
And though I reach out for you...wouldn't lend a hand.
Through my
darkest hour, grace did not shine on me.
It feels so cold, very cold, no one
cares for me.
Did you ever think I get lonely?
Did you
ever think that I needed love?
Did you ever think to stop thinking you're
the only one that I'm thining of?
You'll never know how hard I tried.
To
find my space and satisfy you too.
Things will be better when I'm dead and
gone.
Don't try to understand.
Knowing you, I'm probably wrong.
But oh, how I lived my life for you.
Still you'd turn away.
Now as I die for you.
My flesh still crawls as
I breathe your name.
All there years I thought I was wrong.
Now I know
it was you.
Raise your head, raise your face, your eyes.
Tell me who you
think you are, who?
I walk, I walk alone into the promised land.
There's a better place for me but it's far, far away.
Everlasting life for me in a perfect world.
But I gotta die first.
Please God send me on my way.
Time has a way of taking time.
Lonliness
is not only felt by fools.
Alone I call to ease the pain, yearing to be held
by you.
Alone, so alone, I'm lost, consumed by the pain.
The pain, the
pain, the pain, won't you hold me again?
You just laughed, ha ha, you bitch!
My whole life is work built on the past.
But the time has come when all
things shall pass.
The good has passed away.
In my darkest
hour...