Muse - Knights of Cydonia
Really love these 2 songs, but my favorite still hasn't been named yet.
My favorite song of all time is.. *drum rolls*
Free Bird by Lynyrd Skynyrd.
I love the intro, how slow it starts out..
Then the drums kick in, which makes the song really "start"
When the guitar riff comes in, the song is nearly complete..
But then come the lyrics, which makes me tear up every time.
Everyone has a different look on the lyrics, for some people they don't make sense, for some people they talk about love, or death.
For me it speaks about a darker period in my life, I didn't really feel like going on anymore, I wanted everything to stop. I had the feeling everybody just left me to rot in this cold hard world, parents didn't understand me, bullied at school, stuff I know more people had in their life. When I heard this song I just completely lost it, when the lyrics came in. "If I'd leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me?" That was the question I wanted to ask this world. But then my girlfriend popped into my head, she would remember me. After it all I know more people would remember me, but at that moment it didn't feel like that.
The rest of the song I saw as some sort of 'after-death'.
I had the feeling I had to let life go, that I needed to "carry on now, here's so many places I have to see". I "couldn't stay here with you girl, things couldn't be the same".
After I would be done, I would be as free as a bird, and that bird you cannot change.
It was a sweet love, yeah it was. I didn't want to be so depressed, but the feeling I couldn't change.
Lord knows I'm to blame, I'd choose for it myself, so I cannot blame anyone else..
Then the fast part comes in, and that's some kind of relief for all the feelings.
When the song was done, I had a good thought about it, and I gave myself some more time.
This song somehow saved my life, I was ready to do it and this song made me rethink my choice.
Sorry for the long post, I just had the urge to explain why its my favorite, and why it means so much for me.
