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PostSubject: Violet Hill (Coldplay)   Tue Mar 01, 2011 11:18 pm



Coldplay -
Violet Hill

Lyrics:

Was a long and dark December
From the rooftops I remember
There was snow
White snow

Clearly I remember
From the windows they were watching
While we froze down below

When the future's architectured
By a carnival of idiots on show
You'd better lie low

If you love me
Won't you let me know?

Was a long and dark December
When the banks became cathedrals
And a fog became God

Priests clutched onto bibles
Hollowed out to fit their rifles
And the cross was held aloft

Bury me in honor
When I'm dead and hit the ground
My nerves are poles that unfroze

If you love me
Won't you let me know?

I don't want to be a soldier
Who the captain of some sinking ship
Would stow far below

If you love me
Why'd you let me go?

I took my love down to Violet Hill
There we sat in snow
All that time she was silent still

So if you love me
Won't you let me know?

If you love me,
Won't you let me know?

~Tobi~
~Always remember the love you feel for your country. Don't let yourself be corrupted by anyone, even your own government. Some day, we may be in line to fight for our country, and when we do, we should do it with pride. War may not be honorable in and of itself, but there's nothing wrong with fighting for what's right.~
~BE SURE TO LISTEN TO THE FULL SONG~
~I just really liked this particular video~

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Life is like thunder; powerful, confusing, wonderous, loud, inexplainable, sudden, beautiful in ways you can't even begin to describe, and completely unexpected. Death is like lightning; it strikes even the most powerful things, and shoots through the ground to everyone nearby, leaving them with only a painful aftershock.

Almost dying changes nothing. Dying changes everything.

Cry me a river, build a bridge, and get over it.
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