Deep story telling songs

Lyrics:

I travel over high mountains
through deep valleys and forests
Crossing great rivers
in search of knowledge of the gods
from far beyond place and time
I hear a whispering wind,
it tells me to strive on
through the horizon of my thoughts

I am the mindtraveller
my quest is man's destiny
Teach me secret holy spells
and the wisdom of the elderly
Gazing into my mind
entering my soul.
Is there not a secret to unfold?
(Here I have advices to be told)

I am the mindtraveller
seeking wisdom of yore
I am the mindexplorer
striving to know so much more
Spirits of history fill my soul
with divine old words
I am on the right track
out of the haze I'll emerge

I reach unknown coners
in the back of my mind
Never been here before
still I recognise it all.
I hear the whispering voices
clearly all around me,
echoing in the valley
where magic intellect dwells

Finally I can see the blind
not knowing why they exists,
I hear laments of nature,
where led the path we missed

This one's pretty incredible. Nice thread!



And here's a creepy creepy song (kind of a song) by Tom Waits:

Another one here Lyrics included in video..



And this one is intense:

I am quite partial to:

"Carolina Drama" The Raconteurs

"it was a junk house, in south carolina, held a boy the age of ten . . . "



"The Mariner's Revenge Song" The Decemberists

"We are two mariners, our ship's sole survivors . . . "

a reply to: ancienthistorian

Fabulous storyteller song (also with lyrics):

What could be deeper than love and insanity!?






a reply to: ancienthistorian

a reply to: zosimov

Tom Waits AND immortal technique? Can we be best friends?! Good picks

"Thank You Mario But Our Princess is in Another Castle" -The Mountain Goats (ft. Kaki King)

Sung from the perspective of Toad, and dammit it's heart wrenching . . .

"I saw some guy's dressed up like sorcerers, blue robes that flowed above the ground"

a reply to: denybedoomed

Yes!! I'm tickled pink.




Loved your mariner song.

a reply to: ancienthistorian

This one is a personal favorite of mine - While she didn't write the original poem, she did make this lovely arrangement. Also, if you search hard enough, you might find the animated version.



Now, after you listen one time, the deep question I have for you is:

Did you hear:
1. The version where the Highwayman, upon hearing of the death of Bess, tries to avenge her death?
OR
2. The version where the Highwayman, upon hearing of the death of Bess, basically goes mad and flees?

Most people hear the first, but the wording seems to indicate the Highwayman kind of goes crazy (both lead to his death).

-fossilera

I apologize that I don't know how to embed a video, especially from a phone but here ya go. Lyrics below.

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I wipe the night from my eyes
Block out the sunny day and I hide
Everything's falling down around us
I'm just missing the rain
I'm happier now today
Don't let me down
Don't let me go
A change of seasons inside her mind
In time I'll decide
In time I'll decide to move on
We change directions, we watch the tides
And we borrow too much
We form restrictions and we form lines
And we separate you from me
Sometimes, sometimes we carry more weight than we own
Oh but sometimes sometimes goes on

Night takes the light by the hand
Tunes out the boring day and cries out loud
Everyone's hanging on, hanging on my words
It kills the thrill in being divine
But she's happier now today
Don't let her down
Don't let her go
There are no reasons there are no lies
We just bleed together
That's how we realize
We change directions we watch the tides
And we borrow too much
We From restrictions and we form lines
We separate you from me
Sometimes sometimes we carry more weight than we own
Oh but sometimes sometimes goes on

Somehow we'll find a way we've got to paste it back together
These ripped out pages of old coloring books where your
Gold is silver, my blue is gray
Its all held together by cellophane tape
but We change directions, we watch the tides
And we borrow too much
We form restrictions and we form lines
We separate you from me
Sometimes sometimes we carry more weight than we own
Oh but sometimes sometimes goes on
In my head I've got everything I want in you

Another..

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They say the sky used to be blue
I don't quite believe it
It's probably always been the color that it is
And there were cotton candy clouds
And birds to fly through it
Just stories we all love to tell our kids
So I'll close my electronic door
And keep the cold outside
And hug my aluminium pillow
Oh so tight
And pray the radiation doesn't
Make me sick tonight

They say there used to be wind
That wasn't caused by fans
I wonder how it would have felt in my hair
And the nuclear ring around the Moon was caused by man
If it was, then it's much to late to care
So I'll put my safety goggles on
And gaze out at the sun
As the artificial atmosphere machines
Give off a constant hum
In a world that's cold and
peaceful April 2031

No more sky and no more trees
April 2031
No more oxygen to breathe
April 2031
No more hate and no more war
April 2031
Nothing left worth fighting for
April 2031

As far back as Vietnam
We should have learned our lessons
But we closed our eyes
And sent our sons away
And they told us we were winning
As they sold more ammunition
Some were angry most just looked the other way
And the night's illuminated
By the endless glowing sand
That swallowed all the oceans
And choked off all the land
In a world beyond resuscitation
Even by God's hand

No more mountains no more sea
April 2031
No more you and no more me
April 2031
No more music no more songs
April 2031
No God left to blame it on
April 2031
No more children playing
April 2031
No more need for praying
April 203 one

Some good tunes so far!



I think the section below is among some of the best storytelling I've ever heard in music!

"A child is born with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
God is smilin' on you but he's frownin' too
Because only God knows what you'll go through
You'll grow in the ghetto livin' second-rate
And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate
The places you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alleyway
You'll admire all the number-book takers
Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers
Drivin' big cars, spendin' twenties and tens
And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them, huh
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers
Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers
You say I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool
But then you wind up droppin' outta high school
Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did
Got sent up for a eight-year bid
Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag
Spend the next two years as a undercover fag
Bein' used and abused to serve like hell
Til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell
It was plain to see that your life was lost
You was cold and your body swung back and forth
But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song
Of how you lived so fast and died so young"

Dax Riggs doing Leonard Cohen's Famous Blue Raincoat. Best Cohen cover. I'm biased though, Dax is my favorite musician.
It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening.

I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record.

Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?

Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You'd been to the station to meet every train
And you came home without Lili Marlene

And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobody's wife.

Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see Jane's awake --

She sends her regards.
And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way.

If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me
Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free.

Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried.

And Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear

Ode to Billie Joe

Great contributions to this thread!

Here's ONE more (many will know it was based on a book called Johnny Got His Gun. Crazy book, great song)