Pick a theme song

Jill Hives

Jill Hives

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If you had to pick one or two songs that summed up your existential experience, what would it/they be?

This is without a doubt, mine:

[video=youtube;vstNm5xzuKM]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vstNm5xzuKM[/video]
 
This world ain't a wasteland
It just tastes that way some times.
It depends on the angle
On how you read your lines.

For every brick we stack and come together to build
There's a sick little crack in this foundation still.
Humans! I can't accept them.
Trying to understand what fuels them and their essence.
I'm looking for some leverage.
Catch up, trying to catch me.
Curse-ed, depress-ed
Here to make you happy.

"Hey daddy tell me why the clown is crying."
"Well son he's got the task of cheering up the ill and dying.
On top of that everybody thinks he's insane.
Can't fathom why he'd wanna ease their pain."

Walking through this maze made of concrete walls
When you're not allowed to climb there's no way to possibly fall.
When your hands are restricted to hold nothing but self
How can you get a grip?
How can you pick up what you're dealt?

The clown stays sad.
The ground stays hard.
With a couple pounds of migraine, a pocket full of scars.
But the face stays painted on for everyone to gaze upon
continuing the bad dream till he wakes up gone.


Chorus--two voices intertwined

One for a walk, but always stood.
Would you help him, if you could.

One for a walk, but always stood.
Would you help him, if you could.

One for a walk, but always stood.
Would you help him, if you could.

One for a walk, but always stood.
Would you help him, if you could.


Do they see me?
Do they know that I exist?
I know they do.
I can tell by the way they wave their fists.

Weirdo. Freak.
Words of endearment ring in my ears
And cling onto my tears.

My purpose on this earth was to brighten the sun ray
At the circus or parade, house call on a birthday.
A bag of balloons, I can build you a farm.
Became worthless when they took away both of my arms.

Snake charms.
Magic tricks.
The world is flat.
And the traffic is thick.

Got my back to the wind as I watch the inhabitants.
And every thought I come across is bigger than this planet is.
I used to be a normal person
But I held a hunger to experience it firsthand.
I wanted to turn every frown upside down.
Some how my feet separated from the ground.

And the clown stays sad the people stay lost.
Nah, the people are sad, we lost the clown.
But the face stays painted on for everyone to gaze upon
And it will stay that way until the break of dawn.

So throw your hands in the air!

"Oh, I'm sorry you can't you're wearing a straight jacket."

[video=youtube;YrEjRqa3Y7c]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YrEjRqa3Y7c[/video]​
 
errrrrrrrrrr, ummm.

[video=youtube;l-yRfArnQsA]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l-yRfArnQsA[/video]

I guess. =]
 
comedy narcissism option
[video=youtube;wIbnlvjF5PY]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wIbnlvjF5PY[/video]
 
[video=youtube;sWFr97877RA]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sWFr97877RA[/video]
 
Also,

[video=youtube;ICRXen1IlA0]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ICRXen1IlA0[/video]
 
[video=youtube;wHYWUqe4C18]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wHYWUqe4C18[/video]

At the end of days, at the end of time
When the Sun burns out will any of this matter?
Who will be there to remember who we were?
Who will be there to know that any of this had meaning for us?

And in retrospect I'll say we've done no wrong
Who are we to judge what's right and what has purpose for us?
With designs upon ourselves to do no wrong
Running wild, unaware of what might come of us

The Sun was born, so it shall die
So only shadows comfort me
I know in darkness I will find you giving up inside like me
Each day shall end as it begins
And though you're far away from me
I know in darkness I will find you giving up inside like me

Without a thought I will see everything eternal
Forget that once we were just dust from heavens far
As we were forged we shall return, perhaps some day
I will remember us and wonder who we were
 
This would be my second choice:

[video=youtube;Pmsua-OLY_8]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pmsua-OLY_8[/video]
Believer, your spotlight on the subject so incorrect
And suggestion suggests that I'm someone you should not respect
Oh, you wear your façade so well,
Covered up in a plastic shell
You're a liar to everyone around you, just don't forget

Face the honest truth
You were never you
Now be defiant, the lion
Give them a fight that will open their eyes
Hangman hooded, softly swinging
Don't close the coffin yet, I'm alive!
And it's homecoming
And it's homecoming

Can you remember when there was no wrong in what I could do?
So young, biting off way more than I could chew
And then one day I grew too old
And my cares were now theirs to mold
Please accept this as my resignation
It's time to go

Face the honest truth
You were never you
Now be defiant, the lion
Give them a fight that will open their eyes
Hangman hooded, softly swinging
Don't close the coffin yet, I'm alive!

I'm alive

I will now bleed for what I believe in
No more mistakes for them to make for me
So goodbye, it's my time for me...

To be me

Face the honest truth
You were never you
Now be defiant, the lion
Give them a fight that will open their eyes
Hangman hooded, softly swinging
Don't close the coffin yet, I'm alive!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
 
[video=youtube;KCPoIsi8m08]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KCPoIsi8m08[/video]
 
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