I'm looking for a song with lyrics which include "moon shining down on" (us?) and "we are who we are".
I'm guessing it was recorded sometime in the last 20 years, and maybe in the period 5 to 10 years ago.
BTW, I know I'm asking in the wrong place, but does Google index this site?
― Randy Kramer, Tuesday, 13 September 2005 16:01 (twenty years ago)
not an exact match, but
Mountain Goats - Slow West Vultures
We are what we are
Get in the goddamn car
― Brian Vance, Tuesday, 13 September 2005 16:06 (twenty years ago)
Perhaps Icicle Works "whisper to a scream"?
love comes
down upon us and it flows like water
burning with the hope of insight
feathered books the colors of the bright elation
stolen in the sight of love
we are we are we are we're just children
finding our way around indecision
we are we are we are rather helpless
changes forever
whisper to a scream
birds fly
in the eye of the pathos daughter
spoken
at the bitter end
wasted
sacrificed for the new nirvana
night time sends the sun away
we are we are we are we're just children
finding our way around indecision
we are we are we are rather helpless
changes forever
whisper to a scream
we are we are we are we're just children
finding our way around indecision
we are we are we are rather helpless
changes forever
whisper to a scream
― jb, Tuesday, 13 September 2005 16:18 (twenty years ago)
Thanks for the responses!
I don't think the lyrics to either one sound right, but I'll try to find an mp3 and give a listen.
― Randy Kramer (Randy Kramer), Thursday, 15 September 2005 22:16 (twenty years ago)
hmm is it "my finest hour" by the sundays?
oh-and the world it shows me up
my clothes they show me up
I never knew this before
my finest hour that I've ever known
was finding a pound on the underground
oh-and my words came stumbling out
then I went tumbling out
I've never been hit before
and the finest hour that I've ever known was finding a pound on the
underground
and I'll keep hoping you are the same as me and I'll send you letters and
come to your house for tea we are who we are what do the others know? but
poetry is not for me
so show me the way to go home
oh-and the words came stumbling out of my mouth and I went tumbling out
but I'll keep hoping you are the same as me and I'll send you letters and
come to your house for tea we are who we are what do the others know? but
poetry is not for me so show me the way to go oh, I'm going home
but I'll keep hoping you are the only one yes and I'll send you letters
wouldn't it be such fun? we are who we are whatever the others say? but
poetry is not for me
& much as I'd like to stay
oh I just want to go home
you're you're you're too young
should've been you you're you're too young
it should've been you too, you're too, you're too young
it should've been you you you're too young
you should've been safer saner
bribed the judge and then sat down
ooh you're you're you're too young
― jimmy glass (electricsound), Thursday, 15 September 2005 22:22 (twenty years ago)