Now playing – Old songs to make you cry…
Superman…
I can’t stand to fly
I’m not that naive
I’m just out to find
The better part of me
I’m more than a bird…I’m more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
It’s not easy to be me
Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I’ll never see
It may sound absurd…but don’t be naive
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed…but won’t you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
It’s not easy to be me
Up, up and away…away from me
It’s all right…you can all sleep sound tonight
I’m not crazy…or anything…
I can’t stand to fly
I’m not that naive
Men weren’t meant to ride
With clouds between their knees
I’m only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
Inside of me
Inside me
Yeah, inside me
Inside of me
I’m only a man
In a funny red sheet
I’m only a man
Looking for a dream
I’m only a man
In a funny red sheet
And it’s not easy…
Its not easy to be me
(Superman, Five for fighting)
June 30, 2008
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Man, that makes me nostalgic for the early 2000s, when the song used to be pouring over the radio in the US. Or when Smallville aired the song in one of its episodes. Gerry, my lab partner used to think this song made Superman seem wimpy, but I got him to agree that it at least suited the teenage Clark Kent in Smallville.
Ooh, how about 3am by Matchbox 20? It used to make me really sad because I had heard that he had written it for his mother who was dying of cancer.
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She says its cold outside and she hands me my raincoat
Shes always worried about things like that
She says its all gonna end and it might as well be my fault
And she only sleeps when its raining
And she screams and her voice is straining
(chorus)
She says baby
Its 3am I must be lonely
When she says baby
Well I cant help but be scared of it all sometimes
Says the rains gonna wash away I believe it
Shes got a little bit of something, God its better than nothing
And in her color portrait world she believes that shes got it all
She swears the moon dont hang quite as high as it used to
And she only sleep when its raining
And she screams and her is straining
(chorus)
She believes that life is made up of all that youre used to
And the clock on the wall has been stuck at three for days, and days
She thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorway
But outside its stopped raining
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Or Matchbox 20’s “If you’re gone.” Or “Iris” by Goo Goo Dolls, or Bittersweet Symphony by Verve, or Creed. Although Creed songs are not sad or bitter.
Hey get your own blog
I am thinking of getting one. How is this for a title “Nida’s Rant on Energy, Aerospace and Other Things” =) I really am quite frustrated by people’s ignorance these days, and feel like ranting all the time.
Hmm, maybe instead of “Rant” I should use Tirade.
Here it is finally:
http://nidagivesvent.wordpress.com/
Pass it on and boost my viewership, please.
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