Songs to Awaken You

[Parsons]

Holy crap, no idea how I overlooked this one for so long. This one is basically our theme song. It is by far the most obviously LOO related song I've posted here. It literally says 2012 in it and even uses a metaphor for the photon shift to true color green. I don't know how much more anyone could hit you over the head with it more. I think the song continually encourages you to graduate and asks you: what are we waiting for?

A certain shade of green,
tell me, is that what you need?
All signs around say move ahead.
Could someone please explain to me your ever present
lack of speed?
Are your muscles bound by ropes?
Or do crutches cloud your day?
My sources say the road is clear,
and street signs point the way.
Are you gonna stand around till 2012 A.D.?
What are you waiting for,
A certain shade of green?
I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate.
What are you waiting for,
A certain shade of green?
Would a written invitation
signed, "Choose now or lose it all,"
sedate your hesitation?
Or inflame and make you stall?
You've been raised in limitation,
but that glove never fit quite right.
The time has passed for hand-me-downs,
choose anew, please evolve,
take flight
What are you waiting for?
A written invitation?
A public declaration?
A private consolation?

[AnthroHeart]

Wow Duncan, what an amazing find. It really challenges us doesn't it.
It's one of those omg moments.

I favorited on YouTube, and it was my #47 favorite. The number 47 is a major number in my life.

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A children's fantasy, I guess I'm a child at heart...

That song always makes me cry. Thank you.

[Parsons]

This one speaks for itself pretty clearly.

Paranoia is in bloom,
The PR, transmissions will resume
They'll try to, push drugs that keep us all dumbed down
And hope that, we will never see the truth around
(So come on)

Another promise, another seed
Another, packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed
And all the, green belts wrapped around our minds
And endless red tape to keep the truth confined
(So come on)

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
So come on

Interchanging mind control
Come let the, revolution takes its toll
If you could, flick the switch and open your third eye
You'd see that, we should never be afraid to die
(So come on)

Rise up and take the power back
It's time the, fat cats had a heart attack
You know that, their time's coming to an end
We have to, unify and watch our flag ascend
(So come on)

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
So come on

[indolering]

Epic tune, Duncan. I think I posted it myself somewhere around here...

Neil Young from his 1978 album, Comes A Time

"You and I, we were captured,
We took our souls and we flew away..."

[Observer]

Since I don't think I saw any truly MOVING ambient tracks without verses in it. I will show you guys one of my all time favorite ambient artists. He is hands down the best at what he does and every single time I listen to him it makes me ponder my existence.

[indolering]

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Elton John - Can You Feel The Love Tonight?

[Parsons]

Haha, another synchronicity. My wife was watching The Lion King on TV yesterday and expounding on how she hadn't watched it in at least 10 years, and I hadn't watched it or seen it on in a long time either.

[indolering]

Haha, another synchronicity. My wife was watching The Lion King on TV yesterday and expounding on how she hadn't watched it in at least 10 years, and I hadn't watched it or seen it on in a long time either.

I guess I'm picking up your vibes, Duncan!

[Parsons]

And now for the grand-daddy of all awesome music videos coupled with an amazing double song by Tool - Parabol/Parabola. I have been avoiding posting this song because the lyrics are some of the most straightforward and easy to understand to LOO'ers, but the video remains a mystery to me. I can't seem to decode it's meaning. Maybe somebody has the slightest clue?

We barely remember, who or what came before this precious moment.
We are choosing to be here, right now. Hold on, stay inside...
This holy reality, this holy experience. Choosing to be here in...

This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.

Alive...

In this holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in...

This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.

Twirling 'round with this familiar parable.
Spinning, weaving 'round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this
chance to be alive and breathing,
a chance to be alive and breathing.

This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember; we are eternal,
all this pain is an illusion.

If this type of music isn't your cup of tea, at least fast forward the video on mute to 8:20, especially when the 2 eyes get to his heart chakra at 9:10... See what forms. That part of the video couldn't be more clear to me. =O)

[Dekalb_Blues]

Greetings, DuncanIdaho, from Dekalb_Blues [currently living in his own private Idaho]

A Wanderer hears the call of the reed flute.

"Ghostworld: Devil Got My Woman"
(video uploaded by "serotta2")

[Parsons]

Thanks, but you may have to elaborate a bit at what you're getting-at, I think whatever reference you are trying to make went over my head. :p

[Meerie]

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..

If all you have is a hammer, everything looks like a nail.
Bernard Baruch

[Dekalb_Blues]

https://web.archive.org/web/201304132311...niversary/

http://musicanddancing.wordpress.com/201...nd-violin/

Some contextual background on the movie Ghost World:


Cheers!

[Parsons]

Thank you, I understand now. =O)

[godwide_void]

I count 73 songs for any and every Wanderer right here: http://www.bring4th.org/forums/showthread.php?tid=4781

[indolering]

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http://youtu.be/lUKB3PxG-0E

If all you have is a hammer, everything looks like a nail.
Bernard Baruch

Bernie was an elite insider, not the kind of bloke I'd be taking advice from.
Besides, I could do a lot of damage with just a hammer....

[DMCubic]

Thrice: "The Earth Will Shake" (Album: Vheissu)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b7bxjDGbrLI

Harder-sounding song with awesome lyrics.

[Parsons]

@DMCubic, the style of music is not my cup of tea but its actually pretty close to what I like, just a bit too hard for my tastes. But the lyrics I can most definitely get behind. =O)


I would like to post a song that is resonating with me deeply, because its how I feel right now, with one line in particular that seems to be the source of my current impatient feelings:

"He floated back down 'cause he wanted to share his key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere"

It just bothers me so much to see people "chained" by $/power, even more so than usual. Whats actually the root of the problem is they don't see their own chains. Its becoming almost intolerable.

But I do not think of this song in a negative light. This song has always been inspiring to me, even when I didn't think too much of Jesus, which is (pretty clearly, IMO) who this song is written for. I feel uplifted when I listen to it

Bolded are what I consider to be clear references to Jesus:

He could've tuned in, tuned in
But he tuned out
A bad time, nothing could save him
Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out
He got up outta there, ran for hundreds of miles
He made it to the ocean, had a smoke in a tree
The wind rose up, set him down on his knee

A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw
Delivered him wings, "Hey, look at me now"
Arms wide open with the sea as his floor
Oh, power, oh

He's.. flying
Whole
High.. wide, oh

He floated back down 'cause he wanted to share
His key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere
But first he was stripped and then he was stabbed
By faceless men, well, fuckers
He still stands

And he still gives his love, he just gives it away
The love he receives is the love that is saved
And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky
A human being that was given to fly

High.. flying
Oh, oh

Perhaps I am missing other references? but I do not come from a Christian background.

[Dekalb_Blues]

TWO BY PAUL SIMON
from his 1990 album Rhythm of the Saints

>>Firstly, a song about the ineffable poignancy of bearing up bravely, with a realistically hope-filled heart, living & loving one's best, when all seems lost in the fear-infused daily regimen of life in a crushingly veiled time/place. Though one may be travelling in darkness, yet one is travelling.




The Cool, Cool River

Moves like a fist through the traffic
Anger and no one can heal it
Shoves a little bump into the momentum
It's just a little lump
But you feel it
In the creases and the shadows
A rattling deep emotion
The cool, cool river
Sweeps the wild, wide ocean

Yes Boss. The government handshake
Yes Boss. The pressure of language
Yes Boss. This is still water
The face at the edge of the bank of
The cool, the cool river
The cool, the cool river

I believe in the future
I may live in my car
My radio tuned to
The voice of a star
Some dogs barking at the break of dawn
Lightning pushes the edge of a thunderstorm
And these old hopes and fears
Still at my side

Anger and no one can heal it
Slides through the metal detector
Lives like a mole in a motel
A slide in a slide projector
The cool, cool river
Sweeps the wild, wide ocean
The rage, the rage of love turns inward
To prayers of devotion
And these prayers are
The constant road across the wilderness
These prayers are
These prayers are the memory of God
The memory of God

I believe in the future
We shall suffer no more
Maybe not in my lifetime
But in yours I feel sure
Some dogs barking at the break of dawn
Lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm
And these streets
Quiet as a sleeping army
Send their battered dreams to heaven, to heaven
For the mother's restless son
Who is a witness to, who is a warrior
Who denies his urge to break and run

Who says: Hard times?
I'm used to them
The speeding planet burns
I'm used to that
My life's so common it disappears
And sometimes even music
Cannot substitute for tears

There are some thoughtful comments regarding this song here:
http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3...858483988/


>>Secondly-- & speaking of travelling-- a song apparently about watching one's same-species incarnate beloved literally fly away-- heart-breakingly so-- up & out of one's life; how can something as possibly terrible as this be processed positively, in the midst of the same regimen as alluded to above? Again, ineffably poignant even at this everyday level.

But then again, I've read that "in mystic poetry it is always [left] vague that the beloved is [in fact] a real woman, [or a] saint, or God. The real nature of the beloved is always hidden. This is the true beauty of mystic poetry"...




She Moves On

I feel good
It's a fine day
The way the sun hits off the runway
A cloud shifts
The plane lifts
She moves on

But feel the bite
Whenever you believe that
You'll be lost and love will find you
When the road bends
And the song ends
She moves on

I know the reason I
Feel so blessed
My heart still splashes
Inside my chest, but she
She is like a top
She cannot stop
She moves on

A sympathetic stranger
Lights a candle in the middle of the night
Her voice cracks
She jumps back
But she moves on, moves on

She says Ooh my storybook lover
You have underestimated my power
As you shortly will discover

Then I fall to my knees
Shake a rattle at the skies
And I'm afraid that I'll be taken
Abandoned, forsaken
In her cold coffee eyes

She can't sleep now
The moon is red
She fights a fever
She burns in bed
She needs to talk so
We take a walk
Down in the maroon light

She says Maybe these emotions are
As near to love as love will ever be?
So I agree
Then the moon breaks
She takes the corner -- that's all she takes
She moves on

She says Ooh my storybook lover
You have underestimated my power
As you shortly will discover

Then I fall to my knees
I grow weak, I go slack
As if she'd captured the breath of my
Voice in a bottle
And I can't catch it back

But I feel good
It's a fine day
The way the sun hits off the run way
A cloud shifts
The plane lifts
She moves on


Combining the ideas of a ever-refreshing cooling river, & a profoundly disquieting shifting, lifting, & moving on-- all in the context of doing one's best in a multilevel-catalyst experience where what happens next depends solely on your highest effort, I am minded of this ancient tale:
https://web.archive.org/web/201603240253...listen.htm
(Small world!-- this is a website of one of Bring4th's clan)

Cheers! to all

[DMCubic]

Another hard-sounding Thrice song here: "Backdraft" off The Alchemy Index, Vols. I and II

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c08YN7tx_A8 (Sorry; I think the studio version is much better than this live one but it's all I could find.)

As far as their applicability to awakening goes, I take these lyrics to be about forgetting one's true identity and leaving it locked in a house, so to speak. That knowledge becomes subconscious in us; no matter how deeply in denial we are, it patiently waits for the inevitable moment when we "swing the door wide open" onto the realization of oneness - we "learn our real name and speak it". But in rejoining with that knowledge, our "whole world turns to fire" because we have to process so many distortions that have arisen in us from pretending we were separate.

LYRICS:

Leave me here and lock the door;
latch the windows, lose the key.
But you'll be back some day.

What else is then is TRUE LOVE for,
if not to starve and wait for spring?
So I'll just sit and wait.
I'll just sit and wait.

Oh, swing the door wide open;
show me your jaded eyes.
I will turn them red,
drunk with vivid flame.
You will see again,
and you will learn your real name

Oh, swing the door wide open;
show me your jaded eyes.
I will turn them red,
drunk with vivid flame.
You will see again,
and you will learn your real name and speak it.

Leave me with no air to breathe;
leave me here to die alone.
But I won't suffocate.

I'll have everything I need,
when you forget and come back home;
so I'll just sit and wait.
I'll just sit and wait.

Oh, swing the door wide open;
show me your jaded eyes.
I will turn them red,
drunk with vivid flame.
You will see again,
and you will learn your real name,
when your whole world turns to fire.

Oh, swing the door wide open;
show me your jaded eyes.
I will turn them red,
drunk with vivid flame.
You will see again,
and you will learn your real name,
when your whole world turns to fire,
when your whole world turns to fire,
turns to fire.

[Parsons]

Okay, this song MUST be a song making fun of the sheeple.

I'm called a cow
I'm not about
To blow it now
For all the cows

It's funny how money allows all to browse
And be endowed {a jab at consumerism}
This wish is true it falls into pieces new
The cow is you

My kind has all run out, as if kinds could blend
Some time if time allows, everything worn in
Like it's a friend

I said you're all a painted doll and it caused
The walls to fall
How far is he?
Impatiently
That's as far as far can be

This video someone took the trouble to make seems to support my theory. The cow wakes up in the morning every day to the sound of the alarm clock, puts on his silly business suit, works all day, goes home with another cow co-worker, and both go into a drunken stupor and wake up the next day with a smashing hangover just to do the same. The analogy being made (IMO) is forced consumerism is just like milking cows to greedy people.

[indolering]

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Yes

Wondrous Stories


I awoke this morning
love laid me down by a river.
Drifting I turned on upstream
Bound for my forgiver.
In the giving of my eyes to see your face.
Sound did silence me
leaving no trace.
I beg to leave, to hear your wonderous stories.
Beg to hear your wonderous stories.

He spoke of lands not far
or lands they were in his mind.
Of fusion captured high
where reason captured his time.
In no time at all he took me to the gate.
In haste I quickly checked the time.
if I was late I had to leave to hear your wonderous stories.
Had to hear your wonderous stories.

Hearing
Hearing
Hearing your wonderous stories.
Hearing your wonderous stories.
It is no lie I can see deeply into the future.
Imagine everything
You're close
and were you there to stand
so cautiously at first and then so high.
As he spoke my spirit climbed into the sky.
I bid it to return
to hear your wonderous stories.
Return to hear your wonderous stories.

Hearing,
Hearing,
Hearing,
Hearing,
Hearing,



Soon


"The Gates of Delirium" is the first track on Yes's 1974 album, Relayer. Based on Leo Tolstoy's War and Peace,[1] the song begins with a prelude, which leads into a lengthy instrumental section (beginning at about the 8 minute mark) representing the battle. The final section (entitled "Soon"), released as a single in 1975, is a very gentle, soothing prayer for peace and hope which represents the aftermath of the battle. Before the re-issue of Tales from Topographic Oceans or In a Word: Yes (1969 - ), this was the longest officially released studio recording by the band with almost 22 minutes, taking up the entire first side of the LP. ~ Wikipedia

Soon

Soon oh soon the light
Pass within and soothe this endless night
And wait here for you
Our reason to be here

Soon oh soon the time
All we move to gain will reach and calm
Our heart is open
Our reason to be here

Long ago, set into rhyme

Soon oh soon the light
Ours to shape for all time, ours the right
The sun will lead us
Our reason to be here

Soon oh soon the light
Ours to shape for all time, ours the right
The sun will lead us
Our reason to be here

[Parsons]

I awake to find no peace of mind
I said how do you live as a fugitive
Down here where I cannot see so clear
I said, what do I know
Show me the right way to go

And the spies came out of the water
But you're feeling so bad 'cause you know
But the spies hide out in every corner
You can't touch them no, 'cause they're all spies
They're all spies

I awake to see that no one is free
We're all fugitives
Look at the way we live
Down here, I cannot sleep from fear no
I said, which way do I turn
Oh I forget everything I learn

But the spies came out of the water
But you're feeling so bad 'cause you know
The spies hide out in every corner
But you can't touch them no
'Cause they're all spies
They're all spies

And if we all hide here
They're going to find us
If we don't hide now
They're going to catch us where we sleep
And if we don't hide here
They're going to find us

And spies came out of the water
But you're feeling so good 'cause you know
Though spies hide out in every corner
They can't touch you no
'Cause they're just spies
They're just spies

[Parsons]

Then as it was, then again it will be
An' though the course may change sometimes
Rivers always reach the sea
Flyin' skys of fortune, each have separate ways
On the wings of maybe, downy birds of prey
Kind of makes me feel sometimes, didn't have to go
But as the eagle leaves the nest, it's got so far to go

Changes fill my time, baby, that's alright with me
In the midst I think of you, and how it used to be

Did you ever really need somebody, And really need 'em bad
Did you ever really want somebody, The best love you ever had
Do you ever remember me, baby, did it feel so good
'Cause it was just the first time, And you knew you would

Do your eyes not sparkle, Senses growing keen
Tastin' love along the way, See your feathers preen
Kind of makes makes me feel sometimes, Didn't have to go
We are eagles of one nest, The nest is in our soul

Fixin' in my dreams with great surprise to me
Never thought I'd see your face the way it used to be
Oh darlin', oh darlin'

I'm never gonna leave you. I never gonna leave
Holdin' on, ten years gone
Ten years gone, holdin' on, ten years gone

---

I woke the same as any other day
Except a voice was in my head
It said, "Seize the day, pull the trigger
Drop the blade and watch the rolling heads"
The day I tried to live
I stole a thousand beggar's change and gave it to the rich
The day I tried to win
I dangled from the power lines and let the martyrs stretch
Singing, one more time around might do it
One more time around might make it
One more time around might do it
One more time around I might make it
The day I tried to live
Words you say never seem to live up to the ones inside your head
The lives we make never seem to ever get us anywhere but dead
The day I tried to live
I wallowed in the blood and mud with all the other pigs
Singing, one more time around might do it
One more time around might make it
One more time around might do it
One more time around I might make it
The day I tried to live, I tried

I woke the same as any other day you know why
I should have stayed in bed

The day I tried to win
I wallowed in the blood and mud with all the other pigs
And I learned that I was a liar (One more time around)
I learned that I was a liar (One more time around)
I learned that I was a liar (One more time around)
I learned that I was a liar (One more time around)
Singing, one more time around might do it
One more time around might make it
One more time around might do it
One more time around I might make it
The day I tried to live
Just like you, just like you
One more time around (One more time around)
One more time around (One more time around)

The line "one time around" and "the day I tried to live" very heavily implies reincarnation and the whole song implies the perspective of a wanderer having had many incarnations in 3D and feeling it to be quite monotonous.

[alchemikey]

http://chancesrgood.bandcamp.com/album/boomerangs



peace,
mikey

[Biu_Tze]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5HPweTUO9yg

[Biu_Tze]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7DcySekLKY

[Jim I]

Listened to a lot of harmonic vibrations in the form of music over the years. Moody Blues, Yes, Pink Floyd, Kansas, to name but a few groups. Only recently discovered I was seeking (among other things) auditory 'keys' or clues I left myself before I incarnated to help me 'remember'. The past few months I've been drawn to down tempo electronic. Here is a video of an Ott song, The Queen of All Everything. The song is great, but astralseeker's video makes it a real treat, no matter what your choice in music. Whatever you listen to, thank the One Infinite Creator. In Love and Light
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6ABIkH7m0s

[indolering]

Listened to a lot of harmonic vibrations in the form of music over the years. Moody Blues, Yes, Pink Floyd, Kansas, to name but a few groups. Only recently discovered I was seeking (among other things) auditory 'keys' or clues I left myself before I incarnated to help me 'remember'. The past few months I've been drawn to down tempo electronic. Here is a video of an Ott song, The Queen of All Everything. The song is great, but astralseeker's video makes it a real treat, no matter what your choice in music. Whatever you listen to, thank the One Infinite Creator. In Love and Light
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6ABIkH7m0s

Welcome to our little cyberworld, Jim.
I'm old skool myself but I like much of the newer stuff too...


These tunes are from Young's 1989 album, Freedom.

Neil's tribute to Iberia...


The most powerful drug song ever.... He reaches into your soul to dissect your craving....


Livin' on the edge of night
You know the sun won't go down slow
You don't know which drug is right
Can't decide which way you wanna go
I feel the way you feel
'Cause not so long ago
It had a hold on me
I couldn't let it go
It wouldn't set me free
It wouldn't set me free
No more, no more, no more.

Seemed like the easy thing
To let it go for one more day
Like singin' the same old song
And twistin' the words
In a different way
Where did the magic go
I searched high and low
I can't find it no more

I can't get it back
I can't find it no more
I can't find it no more
No more, no more, no more, no more.

Searchin' for quality
Havin' to have the very best
Now scroungin' for quantity
Never havin' time
To do the test
That's how the story goes
Can't put it down
Till the last page
I can't put it down
I can't put it down
I can't put it down.

[AnUncomplicatedLove]

this song as well as 3 other songs from the same album were the straw that broke the camels back in terms of my awakening. (that along with Arrested Development and the Venture Brothers)

Hey Parsons! I'd love to know how you feel that Arrested Development contributed to your awakening. I love that show!