Discovery

Three Days Grace
(Angry, discordant rock. Love it.)

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"Never Too Late"

This world will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong
Who would have guessed it
I will not leave alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like it's not too late
It's never too late

Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late

No one will ever see
This side reflected
And if there's something wrong
Who would have guessed it
And I have left alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like
It's not too late
It's never too late

Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late

The world we knew
Won't come back
The time we've lost
Can't get back
The life we had
Won't be ours again

This world will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong

Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late (It's never too late)
It's not too late
It's never too late

Courtesy of these people.

'I must be running out of luck
'Cos you're not drunk enough to fuck'

Genius.

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So long, go on and do your best,
Let all France have whiskey on its breath,
The world may not be shaking yet but you might prove them wrong,
Even long shots make it

So go then, out into history,
and show them how easy it can be,
you might not believe it yet but pretty soon you'll see,
Even long shots make it,

Just don't come home too soon,
Just don't come home too soon,

And I don't care what people say,
we can laugh it all away,
But if I have a dream at all for once you won't be on that stupid plane

And the world may not be shaking yet,
but you might prove them wrong,
Even long shots make it

Just don't come home too soon,
Just don't come home too soon,
I don't care what people say (Just don't come home too soon)
We're gonna laugh it all the way (Just don't come home too soon)
I don't care what people say (Just don't come home too soon)
We're gonna laugh it all the way (Just don't come home too soon)
I don't care what people say (Just don't come home too soon)
We're gonna laugh it all the way (Just don't come home too soon)
I don't care what people say (Just don't come home too soon)
We're gonna laugh it all the way (Just don't come home too soon)

Just Don't Come Home Too Soon, Del Amitri

Courtesy of these people.

The Patron Saint of Victims Everywhere

I stamp my feet,
This is not fair
For I am the Patron Saint
Of Victims Everywhere

Self-appointed, self-anointed.
But never, never effaced
I offer superficial harmony
In a chaotic world and this is why
I am universally embraced

Oh, come all adore me
For I am the one you have chosen
To stamp your identities upon
I am womanly, you see
The epitome of purity and passivity

But, in time, my foot soldiers fade away
Their attention strays, it wanders elsewhere
While I look for a way to remind you
That I am still the Patron Saint
Of Victims Everywhere

Adoration dissipates and this unlit stage
Is a lonely place. I expect empathy
But I cannot reciprocate
For I do not want others to share
My status as the Patron Saint
Of Victims Everywhere

The auditorium is deserted now
And I am devoid of admirers
I call out, into the darkness
I stamp my feet. This isn't fair
Am I no longer the Patron Saint
Of Victims Everywhere?

Telling Stories

Tracy Chapman

  There is fiction in the space between
  The lines on your page of memories
  Write it down but it doesn't mean
  You're not just telling stories
  There is fiction in the space between
  You and me

  There is fiction in the space between
  You and reality
  You will do and say anything
  To make your everyday life
  Seem less mundane
  There is fiction in the space between
  You and me

  There's a science fiction in the space between
  You and me
  A fabrication of a grand scheme
  where I am the scary monster
  I eat the city as I leave the scene
  In my spaceship I am laughing
  In your remembrance of your bad dream
  There's no one but you standing

  Leave the pity and the blame
  For the ones who do not speak
  You write the words to get respect and compassion
  And for posterity
  You write the words and make believe
  There is truth in the space between

  There is fiction in the space between
  You and everybody
  Give us all what we need
  Give us one more sad sordid story
  But in the fiction of the space between
  Sometimes a lie is the best thing
  Sometimes a lie is the best thing

New Test Leper

Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
(R.E.M)


I can't say that I love Jesus
That would be a hollow claim
He did make some observations
And I'm quoting them today
"Judge not lest ye be judged"
What a beautiful refrain
The studio audience disagrees
Have his lambs all gone astray?

(chorus)
Call me a leper
Call me a leper
Call me a leper

"You are lost and disillusioned!"
What an awful thing to say
I know this show doesn't flatter
It means nothing to me
I thought I might help them understand
But what an ugly thing to see
"I am not an animal"
Subtitled under the screen

(repeat chorus)

When I tried to tell my story
They cut me off to take a break
I sat silent 5 commercials
I had nothing left to say
The talk show host was index-carded
All organized and blank
The other guests were scared and hardened
What a sad parade

What a sad parade

(repeat chorus)