Brokeback Mountain: Our Community's Common Bond > BBM Radio

Song Suggestions for BBM Radio!!

<< < (4/77) > >>

MaineWriter:
Eric,

I have a suggestion: "(Don't Fear) The Reaper" by Blue Oyster Cult...the Romeo and Juliet song. This is the one Jack is talking about in chapter 1 of A Love Born From Steel.

Leslie

j.U.d.E.:
Got one suggestion too -

Colin Hay - "Waiting for My Real Life to Begin"..

j. U. d. E.

j.U.d.E.:

--- Quote from: j. U. d. E. on February 05, 2007, 07:41:00 am ---Got one suggestion too -

Colin Hay - "Waiting for My Real Life to Begin"..

j. U. d. E.

--- End quote ---
[I'm quoting myself..  ;D]

Oh, well, no. Eric, forget that suggestion. It doesn't really fit lyrics-wise I think. Now that I have read your comment on why certain songs bomb..  :laugh:

j. U. d. E.

mvansand76:
Hanging by a thread - Jann Arden Richards

When I cry, I close my eyes
And every tear falls down inside
And I pray with all my might
That I will find my heart in someone's arms
When I cry, cry
When I cry, when I am sad
I think of every awful thing I ever did
When I cry, there is no love
No, there is nothing that can comfort me enough
When I cry
Cry, cry
(chorus)
The salt inside my body ruins
Everyone I come close to
My hands are barely holding up my head
Oh, I'm so tired of looking at my feet
And all the secrets that I keep
My heart is barely hangin' by a thread
Hangin' by a thread
Oh, look at me
At all I've done
I've lost so many things that I so dearly loved
I lost my soul
I lost my pride
Oh, I lost any hope of having a sweet life
So I cry
Cry, cry


 :'( So very sad... especially that sweet life....

Front-Ranger:
This is a good one I was listening to this morning from The Essential Bob Dylan

It's All Over Now, Baby Blue

You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last.
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun,
Crying like a fire in the sun.
Look out the saints are comin' through
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
All your reindeer armies, are all going home.
The lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Strike another match, go start anew
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

Navigation

[0] Message Index

[#] Next page

[*] Previous page