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poniedziałek, 5 marca 2012

Goodnight Kiss

Oto piosenka napisana przez Mike'a Portnoy'a (największego znanego mi zdrajcę), który słynie z bycia najlepszym perkusistą świata i ze swojego lekkiego buractwa :)
Ale słowa tej piosenki mnie olśniły, są słodkie.





Goodnight kiss in your nightgown
Lavender in your bed
So innocent as you lie down
Sweet dreams that run through your head


Are you lonely without Mommy's love?
I want you to know I'd die for that moment
You're just a poor girl
Afraid of this cruel world
Taken away from it all
                                                                             
It's been 5 years to the day and
My tainted blood's still the same
I can't help acting this way and
Those bastard doctors are gonna pay


I'm so lonely without baby's love
I want you to know I'd die for one more moment
I'm just a poor girl
Afraid of this cruel world
Taken away from it all

Pochodzi z albumu "Six degrees of inner turbulence" i jest częścią "opowieści" o osobach przechodzących załamanie nerwowe.

Piosenka następująca po tej to "Solitary Shell", która też strasznie mi się podoba- autorstwa oczywiście Johna Petrucci

He seemed no different from the rest 
Just a healthy normal boy 
His mama always did her best 
And he was daddy’s pride and joy 


He learned to walk and talk on time 
But never cared much to be held 
and steadily he would decline 
Into his solitary shell 


As a boy he was considered somewhat odd 
Kept to himself most of the time 
He would daydream in and out of his own world 
but in every other way he was fine 


He’s a Monday morning lunatic 
Disturbed from time to time 
Lost within himself 
In his solitary shell 


A temporary catatonic 
Madman on occasion 
When will he break out 
Of his solitary shell 


He struggled to get through his day 
He was helplessly behind 
He poured himself onto the page 
Writing for hours at a time 


As a man he was a danger to himself 
Fearful and sad most of the time 
He was drifting in and out of sanity 
But in every other way he was fine 


He’s a Monday morning lunatic 
Disturbed from time to time 
Lost within himself 
In his solitary shell 


A momentary maniac 
With casual delusions 
When will he be let out 
Of his solitary shell


Ale i tak najmądrzejszą piosenką (też Petrucci'ego) jest "The Spirit Carries on"








Where did we come from?
Why are we here?
Where do we go when we die?
What lies beyond
And what lay before?
Is anything certain in life?

They say " Life is too short"
"The here and the now"
And " You`re only given one shot"
But could there be more
Have I lived before
Or could this be all that we`ve got?

If I die tomorrow
I`d be alright
Because I believe
That after we`re gone
The spirit carries on

I used to be frightened of dying
I used to think death was the end
But that was before
I`m not scared anymore
I know that my soul will transcend

I may never find all the answers
I may never understand why
I may never prove
What I know to be true
But I know that I still have to try

If I die tomorrow
I`d be alright
Because I believe
That after we`re gone
The spirit carries on

"Move on, be brave
Don`t weep at my grave
Because I`m no longer here
But please never let
Your memories of me disappear"

Safe in the light that surrounds me
Free of the fear and the pain
My questioning mind
Has help me to find
The meaning in my life again
Victoria`s real
I finally feel
At peace with the girl in my dreams
And now that I`m here
It`s perfectly clear
I found out what all of this means

If I die tomorrow
I`d be alright
Because I believe
That after we`re gone
The spirit carries on

To z kolei jest piosenka z płyty "Metropolis Part two: Scenes from a memory", która to jest podzielona na akty i sceny i opowiada historię, której fabuła opiera się na tym, że pewien koleś zostaje zahipnotyzowany i przypomina sobie swoje poprzednie wcielenie. Ale dokładniej to można przeczytać na Wikipedii




Ojejciu, i znowu post o Dream Theater
No cóż, nic na to nie poradzę
Będzie takich więcej
A nóż a widelec to kogoś zacznie interesować