I never once made it through this beautifully haunting song without crying. Absolutely breaks my heart even now although it came out years ago. Here's part of it:
"Oh they say she died one winter
When there came a chilling frost
And the pony she named Wildfire
Busted down his stall
In a blizzard he was lost
She ran calling Wildfire"
And..."Silent Night". I know that's a weird song to cry about, but I always have, ever since I first heard it. Honestly, I think it's a tie to my birthmother who was going through some very hard times that Christmas two months before I was born. They say babies can pick up on emotions even before they're born, and I know music has always been a big part of her life, so maybe it's true.
Cats in the cradle in the silver moon,
little boy blue and the man in the moon,
when you coming home Dad,
I don't know when,
We'll get together then Dad,
you know we'll have a great time then Dad.
*saddest part was, he was always home but never there*
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on shelf of good health and good time.
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
'the paths that I once tread have all but gone. only embers now smoulder where bridges once burned. I feel alive and yet fear what may happen now. I know I can't return. and I hear me say again oh let me not return. damn the illusions of redemption and the hopes that held me here. I will oppose all that would befall me. with all the rage inside of me I will defy what I would become. the solitude and anger that do battle within me will always guide me to the answers that I know I may not see. they are the bonds that hold me tighter. they are the chains that weigh on me. one day I know they will be gone. can I start again and erase this pain by casting doubts into the waters, asking judgement of the sea. though fortune may guide to the fools I have no wish to be free until I am gone.'
Judgement Hour - The Tear Garden
Why Kill Time (When You Can Kill Yourself) - Cabaret Voltaire