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about the rising of '98...1798 that is: WIND THAT SHAKES THE BARLEY by Robert Dwyer Joyce (1830-1883) "I sat within a valley green Sat there with my true love And my fond heart strove to choose between The old love and the new love The old for her, the new that made Me think on Ireland dearly While soft the wind blew down the glade And shook the golden barley Twas hard the mournful words to frame To break the ties that bound us Ah, but harder still to bear the shame Of foreign chains around us And so I said, "The mountain glen I'll seek at morning early And join the brave united men" While soft wind shook the barley Twas sad I kissed away her tears Her arms around me clinging When to my ears that fateful shot Come out the wildwood ringing The bullet pierced my true love's breast In life's young spring so early And there upon my breast she died While soft wind shook the barley" I bore her to some mountain stream And many's the summer blossom I placed with branches soft and green About her gore-stained bosom I wept and kissed her clay-cold corpse Then rushed o'er vale and valley My vengeance on the foe to wreak While soft wind shook the barley Twas blood for blood without remorse I took at Oulart Hollow I placed my true love's clay-cold corpse Where mine full soon may follow Around her grave I wondered drear Noon, night and morning early With aching heart when e'er I hear The wind that shakes the barley." |
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George Winston. Album: December; Song: "Thanksgiving."
Its a piano instrumental, and and just hearing it sucks the very life out of you. Very powerful piece: www.content.loudeye.com/scripts/hurl.exe?clipid=000613601010006550&cid=600111 EDITED TO ADD: Here's a complete "midi" which is a very well done conversion of the instrumental: victorian.fortunecity.com/plath/210/midi/newage/Thanksgv.mid |
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Taps. Whenever I hear it it takes me back to Riverside National Cemetary, seeing a friend buried that I couldn't save.
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That song always tears me up, but I think its cause whenever I hear it, its already a depressing situation. |
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"Amazing Grace" on the bagpipes. Sends chills down my spine, reminding me of the FF funerals I've been to
"Taps" again with the chills, for the friends & fellow vets that I've helped lay to rest Anything by the Judds, as it was one of their albums that was played at my fiancee's funeral. I can't listen to any of their music now... |
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Taps - it reminds me of my brother’s funeral
He Stopped Loving Her Today (George Jones) Long Black Veil (The Chieftains, John Cash, The Grateful Dead, etc.) The Dance (Garth Brooks) The River (Chris Knight) Shit any Chris Knight Song Highway Patrolman (Bruce Springsteen) |
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How about Everybody Hurts - REM Yeah, I'll get flamed for that one. + Long December by the Counting Crows |
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"I will Love You", by Fisher
You can get it free (legally): http://music.download.com/fishertheband/3600-8573_32-100404778.html |
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Taps- easily the most haunting melody ever.
"Goodnight Elizabeth" by Counting Crows "Don't Give Up" by Kate Bush and Peter Gabriel "Take Me Home" by Phil Collins "Everybody Hurts" by REM "When Irish Eyes are Smiling" (sung at my Irish grandmother's funeral) |
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Two Beds and a Coffee Machine by Savage Garden
And she takes another step Slowly she opens the door Check that he is sleeping Pick up all the broken glass and furniture on the floor Been up half the night screaming now it's time to get away Pack up the kids in the car Another bruise to try and hide Another alibi to write Another ditch in the road You keep moving Another stop sign You keep moving on And the years go by so fast Wonder how I ever made it through And there are children to think of Baby's asleep in the backseat Wonder how they'll ever make it through this living nightmare But the mind is an amazing thing Full of candy dreams and new toys and another cheap hotel Two beds and a coffee machine But there are groceries to buy And she knows she'll have to go home Another ditch in the road You keep moving Another stop sign You keep moving on And the years go by so fast Wonder how I ever made it through Another bruise to try and hide Another alibi to write Another lonely highway in the black of the night But there's hope in the darkness You know you're going to make it Another ditch in the road You keep moving Another stop sign You keep moving on And the years go by so fast Silent fortress built to last Wonder how I ever made it Makes you thankful for a normal childhood... |
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You guys have already listed several dozen good ones....
But Amazing Grace isn't a sad song......not by any means. Anyway...one of my favorties:
There's a LOT of truth in that one.. |
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"Waltz #2" - Elliott Smith "I'm never going to know you now/but I'm gonna love you anyhow"
"Operator" - Jim Croce "I've overcome the blow/ I’ve learned to take it well/ I only wish my words could just convince myself..." "Lover, You Should've Come Over" - Jeff Buckley (just beats Buckley's "Last Goodbye" in the depressing category) "Lonely is the room, the bed is made the open window lets the rain in/ Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him" "Taxi" - Harry Chapin "And me, I'm flying in my taxi/ Taking tips, and getting stoned" "Black Star" - Radiohead "I get on the train and I just stand about now that I don't think of you/ I keep falling over I keep passing out when I see a face like you" |
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Tears in Heaven is probably the only Clapton song I really like. It is also a very sad song.
Amazing Grace on ONE bagpipe is simply beautiful. I could listen to it anywhere, anytime. I love it. It's simple beauty is why it's played at so many funerals. Mine too, someday. Jackson Browne's album Running On Empty is a truely depressing album. It's made up of some wonderful songs, but when played as an album it will ALWAYS leave me depressed. I always have to find some fast paced, hard hitting, heavy rocking album to turn my mood around. |
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"Philadelphia", by Neil Young, especially if you've seen the movie with Tom Hanks, in the final scene showing him as a young boy on the beach with his family.
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That is the one I was going to choose. They don't get any more sad then that one. patsue |
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Tomorrow Never Comes, by Big Head Todd & the Monsters.
Lyrics: He sits beside her in the evening. She turns and asks him for a light. He worked so hard so he'd be something. Just what it was she never knew. He lays beside her as she's sleeping. She asks if everything's alright. Is there a secret he's been keeping? She doesn't know anything he says. He doesn't feel anything she says. I've been waiting for too long for love like this To let it slip away. I've been waiting for your tender kiss. She says I just might leave tomorrow. He says Tomorrow never comes. So we'll just learn to love our sorrow. I'll love you tender as you're sleeping. I'll love you bitter through the day. |
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"Pancho and Lefty"
(Written by Townes Van Zandt) The best version was done by Townes, the one done by Willie & Merle is outstanding (of course). |
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Nobody has mentioned "September When it Comes" by Roseanne Cash yet....
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Long December - Counting Crows
Amused to Death - Roger Waters When the Tigers Broke Free - Pink Floyd |
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Bastard. My dad died in September (he was a big John Cash fan, too) |
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Hands down the MOST depressing song of all time.
Alone Again (Naturally) by Gilbert O'Sullivan In a little while from now, If I'm not feeling any less sour. I promised myself, to treat myself, And visit a nearby tower .......... And climbing to the top, Would throw myself off, In an effort to, make clear to whoever, What it's like when your shattered ....... Left standing in a lurch, In a church with people saying ..... My God, that's tough, she stood him up, No point in us remaining ....... I may as well go home, As I did on my own, Alone again, naturally. To think that only yesterday, I was cheerful, bright and gay. Looking forward to, and who wouldn’t do, The role I was about to play. But as if to knock me down, Reality came around, And without so much as a mere touch, Cut me into little pieces. Leaving me to doubt, all about God and His mercy, Oh, if He really does exist, Why did He desert me? And in my hour of need, I truely am, indeed, Alone again, naturally. It seems to me that there are more hearts, Broken in the world that can’t be mended, Left unattended, what do we do? What do we do? Now looking back over the years, And whatever else that appears. I remember I cried when my father died, Never wishing to hide the tears. At sixty-five years old, My mother, God rest her soul, Couldn’t understand why the only man, She had ever loved had been taken. Leaving her to start, with a heart so badly broken, Despite encouragement from me, No words were ever spoken. And when she passed away, I cried and cried all day, Alone again, naturally ..... Alone again ................................. naturally. |
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+1 He ssaid I'll love you till I die She told him you'll forget in time as the years went slowly by She still prayed upon his mind He kept her picture on his wall went half crazy now and then he still loved her through it all Hoping she'd come back again He kept some letters by his bed Dated 1962 He had underlind in red ever singl I love you I went to see him just today Oh, but I didn't see no tears All dressed up to go away First time I'd seen him smile in years He stopped loving her today they placed a wreath upon his door and soon thell carry him away He stopped loving her today She came to see him one last time Oh we all wondered if she would and it kept runiing through my mind this time he's over her for good He stopped loving her today they placed a wreath upon his door and soon thell carry him away He stopped loving her today |
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When the Tigers Broke Free - Pink Floyd
It was just before dawn one miserable morning in black forty-four when the forward commander was told to sit tight when asked that his men be withdrawn And the generals gave thanks as the other ranks held back the enemy tanks - for a while And then the Anzio beachhead was held for the price of a few hundred ordinary lives And kind old King George sent mother a note when he heard that father was gone It was, I recall, in the form of a scroll with golden leaf and all And I found it one day in a drawer of old photographs hidden away And my eyes still grow damp to remember His Majesty signed with his own rubber stamp It was dark all around There was frost in the ground When the tigers broke free And noone survived from the Royal Fusiliers Company C They were all left behind Most of them dead The rest of them dying And that's how the High Command took my Daddy from me Angel - Sarah McLachlan Spend all your time waiting For that second chance For a break that would make it okay Theres always one reason To feel not good enough And its hard at the end of the day I need some distraction Oh beautiful release Memory seeps from my veins Let me be empty And weightless and maybe Ill find some peace tonight In the arms of an angel Fly away from here From this dark cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie Youre in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort there So tired of the straight line And everywhere you turn Theres vultures and thieves at your back And the storm keeps on twisting You keep on building the lie That you make up for all that you lack It dont make no difference Escaping one last time Its easier to believe in this sweet madness oh This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees In the arms of an angel Fly away from here From this dark cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie Youre in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort there Youre in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort here |
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"On a Bus to St. Cloud" by Trisha Yearwood. Written by a friend, Gretchen Peters. It's about the survivor in a relationship where the other committed suicide. When the radio stations found out what it was about, they stopped playing it. And people who knew suicide victims immediately knew what the song was about:
On a Bus to St. Cloud: On a bus to St. Cloud, Minnesota I thought I saw you there With the snow falling down around you Like a silent prayer And once on a street in New York City With the jazz and the sin in the air And once on a cold L.A. freeway Goin' nowhere And it's strange but it's true I was sure it was you Just a face in the crowd On a bus to St. Cloud In a church in downtown New Orleans I got down on my knees and prayed And I wept in the arms of Jesus For the choice you made We were just gettin' to the good part Just gettin' past the mystery Oh, and it's just like you, Just like you to disagree And it's strange but it's true You just slipped out of view Like a face in the crowd On a bus to St. Cloud And you chase me like a shadow And you haunt me like a ghost And I hate you some And I love you some But I miss you most On a bus to St. Cloud, Minnesota I thought I saw you there With the snow falling down around you Like a silent prayer... |
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Brick by Ben Folds Five -- it's about abortion.
6 am day after Christmas I throw some clothes on in the dark The smell of cold Car seat is freezing The world is sleeping I am numb Up the stairs to her apartment She is balled up on the couch Her mom and dad went down to Charlotte they're not home to find us out And we drive Now that I have found someone I'm feeling more alone Than I ever have before She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly they call her name at 7:30 I pace around the parking lot then I walk down to buy her flowers And sell some gifts that I got Can't you see It's not me you're dying for Now she's feeling more alone Then she ever has before She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly off the coast and I'm headed nowhere She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly As weeks went by It showed that she was not fine They told me son it's time to tell the truth She broke down and I broke down Cause I was tired of lying Driving home to her apartment For the moment we're alone She's alone I'm alone Now I know it |
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You're right.. |
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not sure if it has been listed yet but...
Pearl Jam-Last Kiss Oh, where oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world. We were out on a date in my daddy's car We hadn't driven very far There in the road, up straight ahead A car was stalled, the engine was dead I couldn't stop, so I swerved to the right I'll never forget the sound that night The screamin' tires, the bustin' glass The painful scream that I heard last. Oh, where oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world. When I woke up, the rain was pourin' down There were people standing all around Something warm rollin' through my eyes But somehow I found my baby that night I lifted her head, she looked at me and said "Hold me darling just a little while." I held her close, I kissed her our last kiss I found the love that I knew I would miss But now she's gone, even though I hold her tight I lost my love, my life that night. Oh, where oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world. +1 for He stopped loving her today |
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Tim Mcgraw, the red ragtop song is kinda depressing too. |
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Four pages and nobody has mentioned Whiskey Lullaby ?!?!? (Or did I just miss it?...)
Sing Me Back Home, Mama Tried, or any of a dozen other Merle Haggard classics... (GREAT singer of depressing songs...) Patches by Clarence Carter Old Shep by Elvis Presley |
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I like your style! Great stuff! How about "'Til I die" "I'm a cork on the ocean" "I'm a rock in a landslide" "I'm a leaf on a windy day" These a are quite possible two of the best and most obscure Beach Boys songs ever written. Can't forget "Caroline, No" either, but it is much better known. |
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Another Great Song!! Good call! "She went to hug me and she spilled her purse, and we laughed until we cried." "Went to have ourselves a drink or two, but couldn't find an open bar. Bought a six-pack at the liquor store, and we drank it in her car." |
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