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Recommend this videoclip as well as the lyrics (it's a Belgian band, BTW):

The First try

So much for some good advice
We drop out on the first try
We flee before we even fight

"It's just a phase" is just a phrase
used back in my old days
to tell me to sit back and wait

But we will get to roll again
We will do what it takes
All that needs a long debate
I don't need to know

Here's to another try
To move on to a different start
Ready for the rise
Ready for the second part
Hardly playing safe
We're drifting on a higher wave
To another try
If a challenge comes to mind
I will give a sign

So much for a bit of truth
The proof that might offend you
Conclusions we'll be reaching soon

It's easier to say than do
To stop you than to guide you
‘Cause who knows what we're heading to

But we will get to roll again
We will do what it takes
All that needs a long debate
I don't need to know

Here's to another try
To move on to a different start
Ready for the rise
Ready for the second part
Hardly playing safe
We're drifting on a higher wave
To another try
If a challenge comes to mind
I will give a sign

We will get to roll again
All that's hardly worth the wait
says it's time to go
For another try

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I owe a lot to you, my dear, you are a friend
You care enough to listen and to understand
There are so many means to many different ends
I leave it up to you

A post-it note displays what I did not forget
A long apology but I am not upset
A wake up call goes off but I'm not sleeping yet
And I cannot reset

At times I wish I were dead
Busy people dancing all over my head

I keep an eye on every possible escape while moving at my pace
Whatever's coming up, I can't afford a stop
There's no excuse if I am late
I'm in for a surprise but there are limits to my status as a fool
Even giant words with exclamation marks can't tell me what I have to do

I owe a lot to you, my dear, you changed the plot
You tickle tear ducts with the innocence you've got
Whatever is at stake you play and one mistake 
It cannot ruin your day

At times I wish I were dead
Busy people dancing all over my head

I owe a lot to you, my dear, you are a friend
You care enough to listen and to understand
There are so many means to many different ends

The older we all get, the more we feed our fears
But sweetly haunting thoughts can form a new idea
There was a time to try but now it is for real

I owe a lot to you, my dear, you lift me up
and they can say we're losing touch, I know we're not
If the friendship ends you know 
I won't pretend you never were a friend

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Everyone is Noah
Everyone is The Ark
Everyone has to build themselves up
When heaven's cruel

And everyone is Noah
Everyone is The Ark
Everyone has to gather the souls around them
To feel useful, and loving, and loved

And everyone is Noah
Everyone is The Ark
Everyone ends up talking to the sky
Or looking the elephant in the eye

Everyone is Noah
Everyone is The Ark
Everyone will turn their hands into the wood
When they really think that they really should
And I'm really sorry for your loss
I can't imagine how that feels
Please build yourself up:
Heaven's cruel
Everyone has found themselves at the end of their rope
Looking up at the boat
Saying, "I don't know

I don't know if I can call this home
I don't know if I can call this home
I don't know if I can call this home
I don't know if I can call this home"

 

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I regretfully withdraw my offer to try to improve myself
I sincerely believe the results would be a disaster

I held the chisel against my cheekbone
And I beheld the face of my true master

You've gotta love the house you're in
You've gotta love the house you're in

Sat out on the balcony doing blow, playing chess by myself
There is a pseudo-intellectual in me
Oh, but luckily there's something else
A frog with its tongue stuck to the inside of my chest
A crow that keeps banging up against the glass
A well-intentioned demon somewhere within
Maybe the last one's not so bad, maybe the last one's the main attraction

But you've gotta love the house you're in
You've gotta love the house you're in
'cause someone keeps writing your name all over the walls
Someone keeps writing your name all over the walls, ba-da-da-da

I would like to be more for you than just a ghost lighting up in the courtyard
Sometimes I am an actual man standing perfectly still in the dark
Starless future, folklore past
So leave the shade halfway open
Leave the shade halfway drawn
I am writing a line for the stars
Happiness is waiting for you to fall

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:D

A perfect comedian, but with a lot of "dirty language", so... "beware"... But this song seems "relatively clean" to me, so I share - mainly for the main message of the song about "black-and-white-ness" ;) ...

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On 24/04/2011 at 5:38 PM, Ralph said:

Pantera - A New Level

 

Heavy metal so not everyone's cup of tea, but I find it uplifting.

That's a personal favourite. That and suicide note pt2

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Not a good quality video, but beautiful song and performance [it's originally from the musical Matilda (R. Dahl), sung here by its author]:

I think some kids (or even adults) who have ever felt "different" as well as those suffering from sensory overload might particularly appreciate...

Added later: Most of you would probably prefer this version ;) :

Quiet 

Have you ever wondered, well I have
About how when I say, say, red, for example
There's no way of knowing if red
Means the same thing in your head
As red means in my head
When someone says red?

And how if we are travelling
At almost the speed of light
And we're holding a light
That light would still travel away from us
At the full speed of light?

Which seems right in a way
But I'm trying to say... I'm not sure...
But I'm wondering inside my head
I'm not just a bit different from some of my friends...
These answers that come into my mind unbidden...
These stories delivered to me fully written...

And when everyone shouts - they seem to like shouting
The noise in my head is incredibly loud
And I just wish they'd stop, my dad and my mum
And the telly and stories would stop just for once

I'm sorry - I'm not quite explaining it right
But this noise becomes anger, and the anger is light
And its burning inside me would usually fade
But it isn't today, and the heat and the shouting
And my heart is pounding, and my eyes are burning
And suddenly everything, everything is...

Quiet...
Like silence, but not really silent...
Just that still sort of quiet
Like the sound of a page being turned in a book
Or a pause in a walk in the woods

Quiet...
Like silence, but not really silent...
Just that nice kind of quiet
Like the sound when you lie upside down in your bed
Just the sound of your heart in your head...

And though the people around me
Their mouths are still moving
The words they are forming
Cannot reach me anymore

And it is quiet...
And I am warm...
Like I've sailed
Into the eye of the storm...

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Sorry (to those who consider it spam ;) ) for "spamming" so much here, but... it's been weeks that I just can't get enough of this song - I wonder if there's someone else who appreciates it so much:

Also, if someone wants to listen to a sad story [*spoiler alert*: unhappy ending], here's a song about which people who posted comments under said it made them cry:

 

Edited by LaLa

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If you say nothing
Offer nothing
Then you get nothing in return

This is the way I understand it
This is the way I understand it
This is the way I understand it works

If you hear nothing
Learn from nothing
Then you give nothing when it's your turn

This is the way I understand it
This is the way I understand it
This is the way I understand it works

You believe in fate I guess
I believe in consequences
Flapping butterflies and photographs
Driving 'round with KFC
You won't alter global markets
But your shake might make you run a red light
It's not karmic destiny
Just consequence devoid of meaning
Meaning makes us miss the issue anyway

Everyone will alter everyone
Will alter
Everyone will alter everyone
Will alter everyone.

This is the way I understand it works

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