Truth is buried deep and just as well:
we've as many lives as lies we tell,
all the self-taught fragments of fractured personalities.
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Misty_Blue
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Sweetheart, you know it's been awhile -
Something that's been on my mind that I really needed to express to you....
I must tell you how I really feel....
Oh you are an angel
An angel sent from hell
Your mouth like a sailor
Your cheap cosmetic smell
Darling you are a loser
It's you I love to kill
Darling you ruined my life
So I hate you and I always will
From your implants that failed
To the milkman that you nailed
It's been you, it's been you
That's tried to make me lose my mind
Well, you come on so tough
And then you can't get it up
And if you do
Then it's still hard to find
You cheap little ho'
Slippin' out the back door
You go out with any man
For a nickel or a dime
You no workin bum
You never made me come
Yeah, I faked it
Each and every time
Oh you are a big fat couch-sittin' sport-watchin' alky
Corona's by the keg
Oh darlin' I'll stop my drinking
If you'll only shave your legs
It's too bad your mama wasn't on the pill
Leave my mother out of this
Darling you ruined my life
So I hate you and I always will
Darling you ruined my life
So I hate you and I always will
You ruined my life
So I hate you and I always will
Sweetheart, I hate you
I hate you too, baby
Re: Μοοds
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Speaking to the BBC for Wider Horizons in 2015, Gilmour recalled the bittersweet story that fuelled ‘Faces of Stone’. To start off, he explained how every so often, an idea will push itself to the forefront of his mind and influence him to write either a lyric or a song about it.
Gilmour said: “Every once in a while, an idea will force its way to the surface of my mind that I will try to write a lyric, a song about, but I’ve got no way of predicting where that’s going to go in the future. I keep thinking that there is a little door and a little key that I could open, and I will suddenly find a way that would make it slightly simpler for me to move those things forward and to find them because there’s plenty to write about, but, I haven’t yet really pinned that down.”
Following this, the interviewer asked what prompted him to write the lyrics for ‘Faces of Stone’. Looking back on one particular memory of his mother when she was deep in the throes of dementia, he said: “‘Faces of Stone’ was prompted by a memory of a day walking in Ladbroke Gardens with my mother when she was suffering from dementia, and as we were walking through the trees, under the trees, and saying, ‘Oh, isn’t it lovely’, she said she could see pictures that weren’t there hanging in the trees. That was the moment that sparked it off, and I had a line that went ‘Faces of stone that watched from the dark / As the wind swirled around and you took my arm in the park’.”
Gilmour concluded: “So, it’s basically about my mother’s decline and, you know, the ending of one life and the beginning of another because Romany was born nine months before my mother died, so there was a short period where they were both alive together. And she came back to our house and held Romany in her arms as a tiny baby, and I have a picture of that, and so the moment in the park, which is a mental picture, and the picture that I have of her holding Romany in her arms sort of sparked a little thing which became that lyric.”
Gilmour said: “Every once in a while, an idea will force its way to the surface of my mind that I will try to write a lyric, a song about, but I’ve got no way of predicting where that’s going to go in the future. I keep thinking that there is a little door and a little key that I could open, and I will suddenly find a way that would make it slightly simpler for me to move those things forward and to find them because there’s plenty to write about, but, I haven’t yet really pinned that down.”
Following this, the interviewer asked what prompted him to write the lyrics for ‘Faces of Stone’. Looking back on one particular memory of his mother when she was deep in the throes of dementia, he said: “‘Faces of Stone’ was prompted by a memory of a day walking in Ladbroke Gardens with my mother when she was suffering from dementia, and as we were walking through the trees, under the trees, and saying, ‘Oh, isn’t it lovely’, she said she could see pictures that weren’t there hanging in the trees. That was the moment that sparked it off, and I had a line that went ‘Faces of stone that watched from the dark / As the wind swirled around and you took my arm in the park’.”
Gilmour concluded: “So, it’s basically about my mother’s decline and, you know, the ending of one life and the beginning of another because Romany was born nine months before my mother died, so there was a short period where they were both alive together. And she came back to our house and held Romany in her arms as a tiny baby, and I have a picture of that, and so the moment in the park, which is a mental picture, and the picture that I have of her holding Romany in her arms sort of sparked a little thing which became that lyric.”
Some are born to sweet delight some are born to the endless night ..
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Misty_Blue
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Misty_Blue
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Misty_Blue
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Re: Μοοds
I woke up and I had a big idea
To buy a new soul at the start of every year
I paid up and it cost me pretty dear
Here's a hymn to those that disappear
To buy a new soul at the start of every year
I paid up and it cost me pretty dear
Here's a hymn to those that disappear
To scare myself with my own desert places.
