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there are alot of sad songs i like... i cant say i think they are "pretty" though...

and to pick just one is hard for me...

a song that has effected me every time i have ever heard it is "something i can never have".. nine inch nails..

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Everyone knew she was a special young girl

From her neighbors to her teachers

Some labeled her a prodigy, others called her a genius

It was amazing the way she could play the violin

It made it hard for people to believe that she only ten

But behind every brilliant mind there lies a monster

This one just so happened to be her father

See daddy was sick, he'd get a rush by playin touchy touch

And tellin her to keep it hush

It was his seceret way of loving that he needed someone he could trust

Fucked her head up, sayin if Momma was alive she'd be so proud of us

So she'd hide the desire to die

But if you paid close attention you could see the sorrow in her eyes

Walking around in the only real hell

No one would ever think she'd have such a story to tell

Afraid to go home, afraid to talk, afraid of cryin

She was too young to even know why

[Chorus]

And everyday she'd go to the river with a message in a bottle sayin

'Please, God help me I don't wanna live to see tommarow'

Each day she'd scrounge for a tiny shread of hope

Just to wish the bottle would stay afloat

But every single solitary day, the bottle seems to sink

I don't know why but the bottle always sinks

She never sees it happen, but the bottle always sinks

Now only the bottom of the river knows what she really thinks

She made that violin sing with so much pain

You could almost hear her scream through the strange vibrations

What was once sweet and innocent

Is now riding with the phsychotic father

Chose to probe the flowers of the pure and sacred

Her instrument was a rolly tongue

To express the infinite abuse in it's depths

At night the footsteps crept to her door and she'd begin to shake and weap

And with tears rolling down her cheeks she's pretend she was asleep

When the nightmare was over, and the sun dawn is light

She'd retreat to the same place she always did

Rip a page from her diary, and write with all her might

Then send it off into the current, determined to find a way to live

[Chorus]

Being a victim of her daddy's hands for so long

She lost the will to move on

Sick of picking up her violin to hide from what's wrong

Exausted, but stayin strong

She tried to play the bright side, but couldn't bring herself to make

nothing but sad songs

Sick of that sick feeling that stays in her stomach

Sick of waiting for a rescue by someone who found one of her bottles

Sick of being daddy's little seceret

She got up at the crack of day and smashed her violin into pieces

Then proceeded to walk towards the river with a plan

Only this time the diarhea bottle was in her hand

Just walk with herself, away from the hell

Not no one at the river bottom liein in all the cries for help

It was weeks before they found her dead body

Some fisherman reeled it from the water

like something from a detective novel

Diagonosis: suicide, stemed from desperation

Was near where she drowned they found about 500 messages in sunken bottles

if thats not sad as hell i dont know what is =(

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another song that affects me every time i hear it is "who are you" by Tom Waits...

i have had people tell me that the grrl described in this song is me all the way.. and yea, i guess i can see it, sadly..

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Speaking of folk artists, Nick Drake also wrote some sad melodies.

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Damn, haven't heard Nick Drake in yeeearrs... my 1st hubby was way into him. Just hearing the name makes me think of rainy San Francisco afternoons & carving on myself with Xacto knives...

Metallica - Fade to Black

Billie Holliday- Strange Fruit

the Who- Love Reign O'er Me

Patti Smith- Ghost Dance

Concrete Blonde- Tomorrow Wendy

Janis Joplin- Summertime

Rickie Lee Jones- Livin' it Up

Joy Division- She's Lost Control

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gosh... it seems trent tears at my ears and heart more than any other artist these days... i have been listening to alot of his stuff recently... 2 more damn sad nine inch nails songs... "wish" and "hurt"... and i should place them in the "music that makes me wanna break stuff" spot too, because THAT is also true of these 2 songs for me..

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Whiskey Lullaby

(Featuring Alison Krauss)

(Bill Anderson/Jon Randall)

She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette

She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget

We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time

But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind

Until the night

1st Chorus

He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger

And finally drank away her memory

Life is short but this time it was bigger

Than the strength he had to get up off his knees

We found him with his face down in the pillow

With a note that said I'll love her till I die

And when we buried him beneath the willow

The angels sang a whiskey lullaby

(Sing lullaby)

The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself

For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath

She finally drank her pain away a little at a time

But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind

Until the night

2nd Chorus

She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger

And finally drank away his memory

Life is short but this time it was bigger

Than the strength she had to get up off her knees

We found her with her face down in the pillow

Clinging to his picture for dear life

We laid her next to him beneath the willow

While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby

(Sing lullaby)

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coldplay - clocks

that song makes me sad

Lights go out and I can’t be saved

Tides that I tried to swim against

Have brought me down upon my knees

Oh I beg, I beg and plead

Singing

Come out of things unsaid

Shoot an apple off my head

And a trouble that can’t be named

A tiger’s waiting to be tamed

Singing

You are

You are

Confusion never stops

closing walls and ticking clocks

Gonna come back and take you home

I could not stop, that you now know

Singing come out upon my seas

Cursed missed opportunities

Am I part of the cure

Or am I part of the disease

Singing

You are,you are

You are,you are

You are,you are

You are,you are

And nothing else compares

And nothing else compares

And nothing else compares

And nothing else compares

You are,you are

Home, home, where I wanted to go

Home, home, where I wanted to go

Home, home, where I wanted to go(you are)

Home, home, where I wanted to go(you are)

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I've purposly avoided this thread for awhile. Amazingly many of the songs i thought of have already been listed hah. Some with almost creepy similarity to what i was thinking.

Theres plenty i could add but i'd rather not think about them just now. Just to add to the the depressing / angry list :

This one was so much like a poem that i wrote that i sat slackjawed when i first heard it.

Like Tears in The Rain - Covenant

Hear the noise of millions struggle in the sprawl

Stare into the sky, we're few and far between

Black eyes full of stars, wide with memories

Every street I ever walked

Every home I ever had

Is lost

Every flower I ever held

Every spring I ever had

Has died

Every man I ever knew

Every woman I ever had

Is gone

Everything I ever touched

Everything I ever had

Has died

Lie down in the park and watch the satellites

Hear the children sing just a breath away

Dance in the heavy air along the interstate

Black lung full of fumes, choke on memories

Every street I ever walked

Every home I ever had

Is lost

Every flower I ever held

Every spring I ever had

Has died

Every man I ever knew

Every woman I ever had

Is gone

Everything I ever touched

Everything I ever had

Has died

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This song used to get me every time ...

JEWEL - Adrian

Adrian came home again last summer.

Things just haven't been the same 'round here.

And people talk,

And people stare.

Oh, Adrian, come out and play.

An unfortunate accident in a canoe;

Doctor said, "I'm sorry, not much I can do."

And the air was so still,

And his eyes, they did not blink.

Oh, Adrian, come out and play.

Little Mary Epperson liked him

And she vowed always to watch after him.

But still he did not move

And the doctor said it's no use.

Oh, Adrian, come out and play.

And she sat by his side

And watched the years fly by.

He looked so fragile, he looked so small

And she wondered why he was still alive at all.

Everyone in town had that "I'm so sorry" look;

They talked in a whispered hush, said,

"I'd turn the machines off,"

But still she sat by his side;

She said, "Life he won't be denied."

Oh, Adrian, come out and play.

Yellow flowers decorate his bedroom;

Sign above his door says "Welcome Home."

But he just sits and stares.

He's awake but still not there.

Oh, Adrian, come out and play.

And little Mary Apperson grew up lovely,

And she still comes to visit him on Sundays.

He's like an unused toy;

He's got big hands but the mind of a little boy.

Oh, Adrian, come out and play.

Adrian came home again last summer.

Things just haven't been the same 'round here

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Damn. I forgot about this one.

Sally's Pigeons

Cyndi Lauper (Written by Cyndi Lauper & Mary Chapin Carpenter)

When I was eight I had a friend

With a pirate smile

Make believe and play pretend

We were innocent and wild

Hopped a fence and slammed the gate

Running down my alleyway

In time to watch Sally's pigeons fly

We loved to watch them dive and soar

Circle in the sky

Free as a bird from three to four

And never knowing why

Neighbors pulled their wash back in

Put away my Barbie and Ken

Look out overhead

While Sally's pigeons fly

I had a fool's confidence

That the world had no boundaries

But instincts and common sense

Come in different quantities

My heart began to

Skip to the beat

Of the boy next door

She had her eye across the street

On someone shy and tall

We lived our dreams

And challenged fate

In tears she told me she was late

And Sally let his pigeons out to fly...

On the dresser sits a frame

With a photograph

Two little girls in ponytails

Some twenty one years back

She left one night with just a nod

Was lost from some back alley job

I close my eyes and Sally's pigeons fly

She never saw those birds again

And me, I can't remember when

A pirate smile hasn't made me cry

I close my eyes

And Sally's pigeons fly...

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This one, absolutely, is the topper for me. I can't sing this one without breaking down, particularly since it has a connection to when our little Jack died.

When she loved me

Written by Randy Newman, Performed by Sarah McLachlan

When somebody loved me, everything was beautiful

Every hour we spent together, lives within my heart

And when she was sad, I was there to dry her tears

And when she was happy, so was i, when she loved me.

Through the summer and the fall, we had each other, that was all

Just she and I together, like it was meant to be

And when she was lonely, I was there to comfort her

And I knew that she loved me.

So the years went by, I stayed the same

And she began to drift away, I was left alone

Still I waited for the day, when she’d say "i will always love you."

Lonely and forgotten, never thought she’d look my way,

She smiled at me and held me, just like she used to do,

Like she loved me, when she loved me

When somebody loved me, everything was beautiful,

Every hour we spent together, lives within my heart

When she loved me.

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SMITHS~Suffer Little Children

Over the moor, take me to the moor

Dig a shallow grave

And I'll lay me down

Over the moor, take me to the moor

Dig a shallow grave

And I'll lay me down

Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads

Oh John, you'll never be a man

And you'll never see your home again

Oh Manchester, so much to answer for

Edward, see those alluring lights?

Tonight will be your very last night

A woman said: "I know my son is dead

I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head"

Hindley wakes and Hindley says:

Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, and says:

"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone"

But fresh lilaced moorland fields

Cannot hide the stolid stench of death

Fresh lilaced moorland fields

Cannot hide the stolid stench of death

Hindley wakes and says:

Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, and says:

"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done"

But this is no easy ride

For a child cries:

"Oh, find me... find me, nothing more

We are on a sullen misty moor

We may be dead and we may be gone

But we will be, we will be, we will be, right by your side

Until the day you die

This is no easy ride

We will haunt you when you laugh

Yes, you could say we're a team

You might sleep

You might sleep

You might sleep

BUT YOU WILL NEVER DREAM!

Oh, you might sleep

BUT YOU WILL NEVER DREAM!

You might sleep

BUT YOU WILL NEVER DREAM!"

Oh Manchester, so much to answer for

Oh Manchester, so much to answer for

Oh, find me, find me!

Find me!

I'll haunt you when you laugh

Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh

You might sleep

BUT YOU WILL NEVER DREAM!

Oh...

Over the moors, I'm on the moor

Oh, over the moor

Oh, the child is on the moor

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Seasons in the Sun by Terry Jacks

Goodbye to you my trusted friend

We´ve known each other since we

Were nine or ten

Together we´ve climbed hills and trees

Learned of love and abc´s

Skinned our hearts and

Skinned our knees

Goodbye my friend it´s hard to die

When all the birds are singing

In the sky

Now that spring is in the air

Pretty girls are everywhere

Think of me and i´ll be there

we had joy we had fun we had

seasons in the sun

but the hills that we climbed were

just seasons out of time

goodbye papa please pray for me

i was the black sheep of the family

you tried to teach me right from wrong

too much wine and too much song

wonder how i got along

goodbye papa it´s hard to die

when all the birds are singing in the sky

now that the spring is in the air

little children everywhere

when you see them i´ll be there

we had joy we had fun we had

seasons in the sun

but the wine and the songs like the

seasons have all gone

we had joy we had fun we had

seasons in the sun

but the wine and the song like

the seasons have all gone

goodbye michelle my little one

you gave me love and helped

me find the sun

and every time that i was down

you would always come around

and get my feet back on

the ground

goodbye michelle it´s hard to die

when all the birds are singing in

the sky

now that the spring is in the air

with the flowers everywhere

i wish that we could both be there

we had joy we had fun we had

seasons in the sun

but the hills that we climbed were

just seasons out of time

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