ITT: Moments on an album where you just lose it

ITT: Moments on an album where you just lose it

>the sudden crescendo in the middle of the ambient part of "antennas to heaven"

>when the electric guitar hits in the right speaker during Limousine
-S

>It's been a pleasure
>Stefan

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so-o-orry"

>It's all your fault, momma
>IT'S ALL YOUR FAAAAAULT

"Now I don't know what to do now that pink has turned to blue"

>she panics and says
>"this is all I have in my hands
>"I want to forget who I am"
>"I want to fuck and forget who I am"

>Libet's Delay

>no one gets hurt
>you've done nothing wrong

>I think I should giiiiiiive
>uuuuuuuup
>the ghoooooooooooooooost
>in youuurrarrrmmmmsss

>EEEEEEEEENNNTTEEEERRRTAAINMENT

>and yes we're all our own copilots
>in our cockpits made of tin
>and when we think about each other
>we despise the states we're in
>I can't tell you that it's better
>because I'm truly not that sure
>but I do think this is better
>because this way we are sure
>that we're
>not
>happy
>yet
>*drums*
>YES I THOUGHT OUR MOUTHS WOULD MEET

>something happened on the day he dieeeeed...

>The world is round
>And so I'll go around
>You must risk something that matters
>My hands are strong
>I'll take any man here
>If it's worth the going
>It's worth the ride

>...
>She was 15 years old
>And never seen the ocean
>She climbed into a van
>With a vagabond
>And the last thing she said
>((((Was "I love you mom"))))

>And a little rain
>Never hurt no one
>And a little rain
>Never hurt no one

...

If the sadness of life makes you tired
And the failures of man make you sigh
You can look to the time soon arriving
When this noble experiment winds down and calls it a day

Time has come now to stop being human
Time to find a new creature to be
Be a fish or a weed or a sparrow
For the earth has grown tired and all of your time has expired

All the gardens are sprouting with flowers
All the treetops are bursting with birds
And the people all know that it's over
They lay down all their airs and they hang up their tiresome words

>Im trying to find my way home
>and I'm sorry
>and I miss you

>IM TRYING TO FIND MY WAY HOME

tfw haven't found my way home in years

Waits is a beast for the feels!
One of my favourite songs ever

>Wake me up, wake me uuuuup

The denouement of I'm Trying To Break Your Heart
>DISPOSABLE DIXIE CUP DRINKING
>I ASSASSIN DOWN THE AVENUUUE
>IM HIDING OUT IN THE BIG CITY BLINKING
>What was I thinking when I let go of you

>I still think about you enough to know it's too much

And you never put no man over me
And I love you for that mommy can't you see?
Seven years old, caught you with tears in your eyes
Cuz a nigga cheatin, telling you lies, then I started to cry
As we knelt on the kitchen floor
I said mommy I'mma love you till you don't hurt no more
And when I'm older, you ain't gotta work no more
And I'mma get you that mansion that we couldn't afford
See you're, unbreakable, unmistakable
Highly capable, lady that's makin loot
A livin legend too, just look at what heaven do
Send us an angel, and I thank you Mama

rejoice because you're trying YOOOURRR BESTTTTTTT!

>In the cold arena where you're
>TRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPED
>IN THE MOMENT YOU MEEEEEET
>IN THE LIFETIME I'M THERE
>But she still doesn't love you
>But you don't know WHYYYY

That album has so many moments like that but for me this line in Radio Cure always gets me:
>Picking apples for the kings and queens of things I've never seen
>OH DISTANCE HAS NO WAY
>OF MAKING LOVE..........
>UNDERSTANDABLE
The track's ambiance with the airy percussion and all the comfy plucky of acoustics while the static hums away is fucking beautiful enough but everytime the I hear the whole song shifting and that toy piano comes in I just fuck die of feels

>HOW DID I COME TO BE DROWNING IN THIS MESS?
>THIS FUCKING MESS
>DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN'TTTTTTT
>FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLL

>I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedy's?"
>when after all, it was you and me

Deep shit desu

Fuck yes. Unwound is fucking great.

>Badly stated
>Nothing's sacred

>TAKE EM ALL FOR THE SENSE OF HAPPINESS
>THAT COMES FROM HURTING DEEP DOWN INSIDE

>IN RAINBOOOOWS
in the climax of reckoner

>The second
YOU GO OUT LIKE A RIPTIDE
YOU KNOW A BALL HAS NO SIDES

If not, the "How have you been?"s take it home.