The right to remain silent
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When each sentence of a song as a meaning for someone, music as the power to become one with this person…

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Song: Final Fantasy IV ‘Tororian Love Song’ by Silent

 

Group/Artist: “Silent”

Album / Collection: “Overclocked Remix”

Song: Final Fantasy IV ‘Tororian Love Song’ (Remake version)

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Squall from Final Fantasy VIII
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Lyric:

Perhaps its time to question ; all these things I’ve been doing for so long
So wrong
SO much I need not mention, but the need within me is so strong for so long

I know that the answer is beside me
As I have believed from the start
But its just so hard for me to go there
Despite of all these aching feelings I
Just don’t want this all to fall apart

And as I look into your eyes
Its more like looking at myself
Through someone else
Like nothing else

ALL THIS PAIN AND HATRED
Never knowing from whence it came
And I’m playing this game
It’s always the same

In all this there’s one thing I could ask you
That you should always remain true
Even if I’m gone you’ll still remember
Its just hard when nothing’s right and
Everything seems out of sight tonight

I don’t wanna leave yet
How could you think that I could love somebody new?
Someone like you? Someone like you?
As the night fades into a day
I thought it’d be something that you should know

If there was one thing I could ask you
Is that you should always remain true
Even if I’m gone you’ll still remember
Its just hard when nothing’s right …

But I guess Ill survive another night
Waiting to create another me

That only you,
That only you can see…


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Nujabes's album: Modal Soul
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Lyrics:
“When I think of love, i think…
What the hell I’ve been in love before.
I’m not so bad off…
Maybe it’ll happen again.
But nights are long sometimes…
I sleep alone so long now…
But maybe it wont happen again…
But I’ve to keep thinking it won’t.”

It’s funny how the music put times in perspective
Add a soundtrack to your life and perfect it
Whenever you are feeling blue keep walking and we can get far
Wherever you are

Like a movie that you can’t predict
Like a book that you can’t resist
I sing along a song that’s oh so sensual
bring along a sip to make it all so sexual
verbally that is, making love to the music means vibing to the beat at night
with the whole city fast asleep, out cold
true words seem to rise to the lips, take hold
of a poet in me, most powerfully
I feel free when the world doesn’t owe it to me
It’s so hard to find a gig that lives up to the billing,
trying to find a reason to work, god willing
I admit, my thinking is wishful
like a star upon a child gazing up to the ceiling
how far do we have to stretch the truth
to fit the lifestyles borrowed and overdue
we can take it all back to the register
and start all over from the canister
let’s break it all down into pieces of bright
moments that pass by like a meteorite
throw on your favorite reel that’s good to go
on the analog player watch the people glow
sit back to the breeze let the memories flow
comedy tragedy all the highs and lows

(chorus)

Like your moves that I can’t predict
Like your look that I can’t resist
The ting-a-ling feeling was oh so mutual
the lingering appeal was so unusual
herbally what is, medicine to a lone soul can become poison to some
with the whole body fast asleep, out cold
true vision seem to come to the eye, take hold
of a prophet in me most visibly
I see clear when the world doesn’t show it to me
It’s so hard to make sense in a cycle of billing,
trying to find a reason to quit and make a killing
I admit, our dealing is painful
like a star upon a child staring down from the ceiling
how far do we have to stretch the picture
before pixelating the human texture
we can take it all back to the register
and start all over from the canister
let’s save it all up for an ultimate prize
homecoming gathering with a big surprise
throw on your favorite record that’s good to go
on the analog table and it’s hooked to blow
sit back with ease and hear the emcee flow
hi hat kick drum all the highs and lows

(chorus)

Um, third time’s the charm, hopefully
when I chime on your door you’d still let me in
after all these years
the room that you caved in my heart is exactly the same as you left it
I realize that you have moved on
new styles and cliques like them silent flicks
I’m speechless in this golden occasion
the beautiful expression on the silver creation
this time I’d like to keep in touch
I’m a likkle bit wiser, a whole lot tougher
if I suffer through another nightmare tonight,
we’ll chalk it up as another chapter to write, all right?
or wrong or somewhere down the middle of the road
I wanna see you again in a scene with the backdrop a perfect ten
and the music can take us back to the spot right then
from black and white to a sepia tone
some dreams come with a tint or in monochrome
from black and white to my skin tone
some dreams have a stint on the microphone

(chorus)

okay we can take it all back to the register
and start all over from the canister
let’s break it all down into pieces of bright
moments that pass by like a meteorite
throw on your favorite jacket and you’re good to roll
on the analog trail and you look the role
just stroll through the trees and let your miseries go
sunshine hurricane all the highs and lows

we can take it all back to the register
and start all over from the canister
let’s break it all down into pieces of bright
moments that pass by like a meteorite