What are you listening to?

"Midnight Sun" sung by Maggie Reilly

Many turned to see the light
Wondering if tomorrow would they know?
Rainbow-coloured, jewel-bright
Glowing through the softly falling snow
You can call for a way
Turn night to day

And follow the midnight sun
Midnight sun

Ever since the madness fell
Captive of a never-ending daze
Stranded in a timeless spell
And held inside a gilded maze
I wonder how long must it take
Till the sleeping awake?

To follow the midnight sun
Midnight sun

You can call for a way
To turn night into day
And follow the midnight sun
Midnight sun

And you follow the midnight sun
Midnight sun

Mirrored in a frozen pool
Images of a long-forgotten past
We all share fragments of a memory
The answers held within this crystal glass
I wonder how long must it take
Till the dreaming awake?

To follow the midnight sun
You know if you look you will find
In your soul, peace of mind

And follow the midnight sun
Midnight sun
And I'll follow the midnight sun
Midnight sun

Maggie Reilly was one of Mike Oldfield's chief singers in the 80s, before she established a solo career. Oldfield is well-known for his "Tubular Bells" albums. When I first heard "Midnight Sun", I just loved the melody alone; however shortly after that I realised that the lyrics themselves are equally intriguing. They recognise that most people have been asleep "ever since the madness fell, captive of a never-ending daze, stranded in a timeless spell, and held inside a gilded maze". But the song does offer hope that we can "call for a way to turn night to day". The "midnight sun" is therefore a metaphor for a guiding principle which leads us out of the "night", a thing which we at SOTT call "The Work".
 
Third_Density_Resident said:
They recognise that most people have been asleep "ever since the madness fell, captive of a never-ending daze, stranded in a timeless spell, and held inside a gilded maze".
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The "midnight sun" is therefore a metaphor for a guiding principle which leads us out of the "night", a thing which we at SOTT call "The Work".
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This is kinda odd, and resolves a loose end for me.

More than 20 years ago, I was enamored with an Oldfield song, played it over and over, even though the lyrics never made any sense to me.

Looks like the yearning and searching of that time, brought foreshadowing. I got to France, in a Way. A waypoint of many. Catalyst nodes for those who seek, as a minimum, by their very existence alone.


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To France

Taking on water,
Sailing a restless sea
From a memory,
A fantasy.
The wind carries
Into white water,
Far from the islands.
Don't you know you're


[ Chorus ]

Never going to get to France.
Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France.
Could a new romance ever bind you?


Walking on foreign ground,
Like a shadow,
Roaming in far off
Territory.
Over your shoulder,
Stories unfold, you're
Searching for sanctuary.
You know you're


[ Repeat Chorus ]

I see a picture
By the lamp's flicker.
Isn't it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer?


[ Repeat Chorus ]

I see a picture
By the lamp's flicker.
Isn't it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer?


[ Repeat Chorus ]

Never going to get to France.
Never going to....


Never going to get to France.
Never going to....


Never going to get to France.
Never going to....
 
I can't seem to find any article or explanation by the band about these lyrics. The album is one of thier earlier works and it's a concept album (meaning one theme for the whole thing). I'm having a hard time figuring out exactly what each song or the entire album is about. It's very choppy and sometimes a line doesn't even seem to relate to the next or previous one - or at least to me, anyways. That being said, there are definetly quite a few lines, when taken individually, that make me think of some of the sott reading. I'm sure I don't have to point out or bold the parts that could have been taken right out of some of the works on or related to this site. They are glaringly obvious.

Album: Whoracle (date) 1997
Artist:In Flames
Song: Jotun

I often dream of huge numb buildings,
Jet-black sinister architecture
Being installed when nobody sees
Their appearance so sudden
That few would take notice

And when I wake up
I imagine being crushed by one
Imaginating it's weight, it's silence
And the absence of excuses for a havoced life
And the priviledge of a 22-kilometers tombstone

Jotun

A body of black
That carried no reflection
Defying it's own room
Un-earthly egg of decreation

There would be colonies
Mushroom-scattered forever out of context
Rising spores from a dying world
To pollute and chase away what's left

Sun-white pulverised desert stone
And serpentine lizard mouths
Pales away the pyramids
Rewriting 4500 years of history
Raping the Statue of Liberty
Outplays the acropolis
Inverting the fjords
Invades the New York skyline to
Dream its own existence in one single final word

Jotun

A body of black
That carried no reflection
Defying it's own room
Un-earthly egg of decreation

Can we identify them
As the flint buried in our reptile skulls
Or the time-bomb coded in our DNA

I'm going to put some lines from some of the other songs on the album. Again the specific lines I refer to don't need to be pointed out. Sorry for the long post.

Song: Food for the Gods

Escape takes lead
into a world unknown uncontrolled by all
where borders are erased and potential infinite
Chosen cells, glands and transmittors
blast the body with joy
Astral feet running
up to dimensions covered with gold
stairs of glowing electroplasma
safir onyx and buzzing vibrations
A dead men´s banquet
food for the gods

There´s only 1 real world
our earth is but a shadow
Created from a child´s heart, a living jewel
from now on abode for a soul in its setting

Song: Morphing into Primal

Detonation
fireworks and alchemy
Genes spliced and triggered
into the future
and her organic save
Seismorgasmic omnipotence
scenes of magma in my eyes
Eruption stones my system

I owe this to the animal inside
and the stiffness that blocks out the daylight
Morphing into primal

I´ll cover every particle
from there to Andromeda
not forgetting a single location
from the throat of the Ibis
to the co-ordinates of Matterhorn

My shot is genesis and catharsis
Penetratonaut in a cosmology of lusts

I owe this to the animal inside
and the stiffness that blocks out the daylight
Morphing into primal

Suck this subterranean creature out
and show it proudly to the house of heaven
With one slight wave of my hand
stars dissolve

Dissolve my brain
Block my lungs
I´ll die from fever tomorrow
when locked in such a perfected "now"

Song: Episode 666

Welcome here, the squirrel-wheel begins
fasten the left hand belts
Remember not to think too much
and your trip will be numbingly pleasant

Non-caring is the easiest way
but to secure a passage to the 2nd plane
you have to complete level one
Their dead-smile lips turn on their TV
while urban gravestones scrape the skies
Rising over marionette cities and marionette skies

This is episode 666
destination chaos
Each and all an actor blind


Many of these lines could just be coincidental to many of the ideas contained in Laura's books and the other reading material on this site. I'm not great at deciphering the meanings of each individual song (or the album as a whole). Being heavy metal, it could just be the all-to-common non-conformist/poltical dissent type poetry written in an apocalyptic fantasy-type setting. It just seems that the indivdual themes in each few lines, along with some of the song names, seem to point at something along the lines of what the Wave is all about.
 
Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear youre feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.
Just a little pinprick. [ping]
Therell be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. good.
Thatll keep you going for the show.
Come on its time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.





PINK FLOYD
 
Confortably numb is by far one of the best songs of Pink Floyd with a great guitar solo. The lyrics are also beautiful. One of the most disturbing lyrics also is "Brain Damage", especially the "there's someone in my head but it's not me" part
 
Manu Chao - "Politik Kills" from the album "La Radiolina" (2007)

politik kills (X9)
politik need votes
politik needs your mind
politik needs human beings
politik need lies

thats what my friend is an evidence politik is violence
what my friend is a evidence politik is violence

politik kills (X6)

politik use drugs
politik use bombs
politik need torpedoes
politik needs blood
thats what my friend is an evidence politik is violence
what my friend is a evidence politik is violence

politik need force poltik need cries
politik need ignorance politik need lies

politik kills (X13)

politik need force poltik need cries
politik need ignorance politik need lies

politik need force poltik need cries
politik need ignorance politik need lies

politik kills (X4)

"Politik Kills" original version.

Politik kills live on stage with LKJ (sic)
 
The blue cafe
(Chris Rea)


My world is miles of endless roads
That leaves a trail of broken dreams
Where have you been I hear you say
I'll meet you at the Blue Cafe
'Cause, this is where the one who knows
Meets the one who does not care
Cards of fate, the older shows
The younger one, who dares to take
The chance of no return
Where have you been?
Where are you going to?
I want to know what is new
I want to go with you
What have you seen?
What do you know is new?
Where are you going to?
'Cause I want to go with you
The cost is great, the price is high
Take all you know, and say goodbye
Your innocence, inexperience
Mean nothing now
'Cause, this is where the one who knows
Meets the one who does not care
Where have you been I hear you say
I'll meet you at the Blue Cafe
Where have you been?
Where are you going to?
I want to know what is new
I want to go with you
What have you seen?
What do you know is new?
Where are you going to?
'Cause I want to go with you
Where have you been?
Where are you going to?
I want to know what is new
I want to go with you
What have you seen?
What do you know is new?
Where are you going to?
I want to go with you
 
Deep Purple - Stormbringer

Comin out of nowhere
Drivin like rain
Stormbringer dance
On the thunder again
Dark cloud gathering
Breaking the day
No point running
cause its coming your way

Ride the rainbow
Crack the sky
Stormbringer coming
Time to die
Got to keep running
Stormbringer coming
Hes got nothing you need
Hes gonna make you bleed

Rainbow shaker
On a stallion twister
Bareback rider
On the eye of the sky
Stormbringer coming down
Meaning to stay
Thunder and lightning
Heading your way

Ride the rainbow
Crack the sky
Stormbringer coming
Time to die
Got to keep running
Stormbringer coming
Hes got nothing you need
Hes gonna make you bleed

Coming out of nowhere
Drivin like a-rain
Stormbringer dance
On the thunder again
Dark cloud gathering
Breaking the day
No point running
cause its coming your way
 
heartland by THE THE...

Beneath the old iron bridges
Across the Victorian parks
And all the frightened people
Running home before dark
Past the Saturday morning cinema
That lies crumbling to the ground
And the piss stinking shopping centre
In the new side of town

I've come to smell the seasons change
And watch the city as the sun goes down again

Here comes another winter
Of long shadows and high hopes
Here comes another winter
Waitin' for Utopia
Waitin' for hell to freeze over

This is the land where nothing changes
The land of red buses and blue blooded babies
This is the place where pensioners are raped
And the hearts are being cut from the welfare state
Let the poor drink the milk
While the rich eat the honey
Let the bums count their blessings
While they count the money

So many people can't express what's on their minds
Nobody knows them, nobody ever will
Until their backs are broken, their dreams are stolen
And they can't get what they want
Then they're gonna get angry
Well, it ain't written in the papers
But it's written on the walls
The way this country's dividing to fall
So the cranes are moving on the skyline
Tryin' to knock down ... this town
But the stains on the heartland
Can never be removed
From this country that's sick, sad and confused

Here comes another winter
Of long shadows and high hopes
Here comes another winter
Waitin' for Utopia
Waitin' for hell to freeze over

The ammunition's been passed
And the Lord's been praised
But the wars on the televisions
Will never be explained
All the bankers gettin' sweaty
Beneath their white collars
As the pound in our pocket
Turns into a dollar

THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A
THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A
THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A
THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A
 
Alanis Morissette - Underneath

Look at us break our bonds in this kitchen
Look at us rallying all our defenses
Look at us waging war in our bedroom
Look at us jumping ship in our dialogues

There is no difference
In what we're doing in here
That doesn't show up as big as it does out there
So why spend all our time undressing our bandages
When we've the ultimate key to the cause
right here all underneath.

Look at us form our cliques in our sandbox
Look at us micro kids with both our hearts blocked
Look at us turn away from all the rough spots
Look at dictatorship on my own block

There is no difference
In what we're doing in here
That doesn't show up as big as it does out there
So why spend all our time undressing our bandages
When we've the ultimate key to the cause
right here all underneath.

How I've spun my wheels
With carts before my horse
When shine on the outside springs from the gloom
Spotlight on these seeds of simpler reasons
This score bourne into form, starts in my living room

There is no difference
In what we're doing in here
That doesn't show up as big as it does out there
So why spend all our time undressing our bandages
When we've the ultimate key to the cause
right here all underneath.
 
love you love baby,
one to ance me and get me,
i am free for you,
let me go.
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