You’re always the main character of your story. It’s your perspective, not anyone’s. It’s just your choice to make your life interesting or not. It’s like books in some way. Some books are really popular and really nice and some books are boring and depressing. But it’s still their story.
this song is agony. not in a painful or aggressive way, its soft and kind, peaceful and patient. it reminds you of your memories and the sad times and old friends. its emotionally painful to listen to but its sweet calming melody entraps you like an old forgotten friend.
we would be great friends. i could talk about how songs make me feel for hours especially with someone who really understands which it sounds like you do
ive been fine for weeks and hearing this just made me collapse and realise how sad I actually am all the time, I just ignore it until I cant anymore, this song lets it out.
Tilly : "When I die I hope they cover me with roses" Hosea : "When I die I just want to be buried with friends." Lenny : "Me too I wanna be buried with friends or with family. I don't think it matters more than that." Hosea : "What about you, Arthur?" Arthur : "Me? I don't care about that nonsense." Hosea : "C'mon on!" Arthur : "Face Me to the west so I can watch the setting sun. Remember all the fine times we had that way." Hosea : "See? Told you Arthur had a soul." *Tilly is married to a lawyer and is living happily ever after* *Hosea and Lenny are buried next to each other after getting shot at after failed bank heist* *Arthur faces the rising sun after he protects his brother and eventually succumbing to tuberculosis*
This deep song makes me want to take long drives at 3 am with my friends with no cares in the world getting high man deep deep deep this song is deep man I can’t get over how this song is one of millions that makes me go “wow emotional” and I just have to talk about teenage coming of age movie moments where I stare at my ceiling high or take long drives or fall in love. I am 13 and this song is so deep and just makes me want to deep deep deep and introspect and hold hands and stuff deep deep deep
My grandpa-my best friend, my heart, the Man I loved more than anything in the whole world died today and part of my soul died with him. I don’t think I’ll ever love anyone else that much. I never get to hug him again, make him take me thrift shopping, he’ll never buy me another milkshake or give me all his spare change. I’ll never get to go to Saskatchewan with him like I wanted. He was completely fine two weeks ago. I came out of my room at 2am and he gave me a goofy wave. I’m so broken today
I am so sorry for your loss. That is amazing that you two had such a wonderful relationship. I just know that he loved you very much and enjoyed every second he spent with you. I hope that you’re doing okay and have a wonderful day!! 🕊💞
I'm on my down come of molly and it's reminding me of minecraft morning's on a Saturday at 2PM with the smell of fresh wind coming from the window during 2012.
The thing is, this song reminds me of things that I'm afraid of. It's nostalgic, and nostalgia brings the worst in me. It makes me think about all the nice things, the stuff that I miss, the stuff that grows more unfamiliar with each and every passing second of the day. And that's why I'm afraid, am I finally becoming the villain my own story, someone I once didn't wan't to be?
i couldn’t agree more with this. this song makes me realize how badly of a person i’ve become and the person i didn’t wanna be, i’ve gotten so heavily addicted to nicotine and other horrible things you shouldn’t get addicted to and i never wanted to be like that or anything only cause it reminds me of my family members. this song is so good but horrifying since it just brings back all these things that we don’t want to know about, do, remember, and relive.
@@dill3397 I'd suggest to let that nostalgia for the past fuel future change. If it hurts to be addicted and be the person you are, work to change that. But the only way to change your situation is to first recognize what the situation is. Running from pain doesn't make it go away, it just lets it seep in more deep than before when you inevitably realize it's there again. I'm not in a place I want to be right now. I'm not whom I want to be either. Took me 10 years to realize and start working on lasting change. I'm not stuck, I'm not doomed, but I have to acknowledge how bad it's gotten before I can move forward. I hope you and all others who felt the same hearing this song are able to do the same. I wish you the best of luck.
@@dill3397 if you use nicotine pads, just cut out one, be it one a week, a fortnight, a month, or half a year. Just cut out one. I know you can't just turn the tap off, but you can slowly turn it down, so you can rely less and less. I believe in you man. Good luck.
Take a pill and go to sleep I'm chasing witches in the street I'm the last page in your book Can't write a song, only do hooks Watching horses in the fields The dragon rests in agony When I'm afraid I lose my mind It's fine, it happens all the time When I'm afraid I lose my mind It's fine, it happens all the time [Refrain] Isolation caved in I adore you, the sound of your skin [Verse 2] So many lies that I found Lord, heaven, I stick to the ground So many times I realized What I seek for is right in front of my eyes I'm alone in a hole in the ground A Theatre of Dogs is still around My furniture has come alive I'm dancing with a candlestick tonight Flying kites reaping outside my window Smiles with fright
A childhood friend of mine passed away yesterday, and this instrumental perfectly captures how I feel. Stuck in limbo, stuck in a void of pain, a complete mental break and sinking into psychosis (side note I have bipolar disorder) feeling the cold air all around me. And yet the more I pay attention to the pain the more I realize that it’s almost as if I’m being wrapped in a blanket of grief. And the pain it’s eerily not an extreme one, but a suffocating one and my body feels heavier and heavier. And yet I still feel like I’m floating in a void of nothingness, an empty that can never be filled again. I pray she is knows only the best of what paradise has to offer in the afterlife, but somebody pray for me too please.
I understand exactly word for word what you are saying. my girl friend passed away earlier this year and suffocating is exactly the way I would express how I feel. "an empty that can never be filled again". love you, stay strong, sending you positive energy
This instrumental makes me reflect how good times were back then. Simple,fun and happy. There are things I wish I could of done or said. But everything happens for a reason. It might be a shitty one but only ourselves can change our outcome. I wish everyone can reach that light at the end of the tunnel
There only one other song that gives me a similar feeling to this which is the temple of light theme from the original fable game(one of my favorites from when I was a kid.) It's a sweet sounding song but upon closer inspection it's a distorted version of sweet. Like a memory of something sweet long past that you feel you'll never truly feel again. A high you can't achieve twice like trying to reread The Hobbit but it doesnt hit like the first time or replaying your favorite game. You'll never get that 1st experience again but you're glad you had it.
You know, why do we question things so heavily. Why is reality filled with so many twists and turns that it becomes an unreadable maze. I often find myself frustrated with my lack of ability, to control myself, things around me, sometimes everything begins to fall back into a dark perspective where it feels.. well it doesn't feel like I'm sad, but that living is just such a hassle. Sometimes I feel like it's genuinely so much simpler just to let it all go, life I mean. There is no but to that, no positive twist. Sometimes life isn't so much horrible, as it is a hassle, and maybe it's a testament to my character that something like that makes me want to give up and sleep forever, in a peacefull daze. Or maybe it's the way we all tend to be, in one way or another. Why do we live? I mean does there really need to be a reason? Although while I'm unhappy it's unbearable, I'm glad I can feel unhappy. Just like how pretty and happy scenery is beautiful, so too can sad and dark scenery. I think I'm just more glad that I could experience it at all, the good, bad, and in-between. The dull moments that slow things down, the excitement that makes periods of like fly by. I have some real problems within myself, bipolar, confidence issues, trauma. But I'm pretty lucky, because I have three amazing friends that I would give my life to save. I'm in the process of doing that now, trying to save my friend. Trying to release him from the drugs that hold him captive, to help him be self sustaining. I think I decided to when he told me he didn't wanna live past thirty, his idea was to fuck around until he got bored and then kill himself. Although as I pressed further, I realized the trauma he had been through. He's 19, but he's lived in the streets for years, been addicted to most anything you can think of. Infact when my friend introduced me to him, I didn't like him at all. I was afraid he would lead my other two friends down a bad path. I told them that if he did anything to hurt us, accident or not, he was cut off. But, he is genuinely caring towards his friends, he loves us. And we love him. And now that I know that, I understand why his losses hurt him so much. Because he loves, and is so kind to those he cares about. In that way, he is better than I. I have been alone for so long in my own head that people feel more like fleeting moments or objects that come and go. It's hard for me to really feel attached to anything in life. But he, he feels so vividly, and in a way I could never imagine. While I may be the one who plans everything in the group, it's the group who keeps me stable and able to plan things. So yeah, I'm pretty lucky. Everytime we stay out till 5 in the morning, walking or skating around the streets of a new city, everytime we learn something new together, the years we have spent learning about one another, I'll never forget them. The feeling of purpose that I get from these people, is enough go keep me going when my analytical mind tells me that it's easier to let it all go, to fade away. I don't mind fading away, but I couldn't bare it if my decision to die made them give up as well. So as a thanks for them keeping me alive, I'll show them there is something worth living for, I'll be walking proof. To my friends- Micheal Buchanan, Hunter Kzinowik, and (our newest member) Presley Medley.
I envy you, You still have friends that care about you. Good for you man.... maybe deep down my friends, maybe they care about me.... but it always me who ask them, who bring them, who cares about them. I just felt one sided friendship is what happened in my life and I just realize that I can just let go.
I can't decide which I would pick. An eternity in death, or an eternity in life. Both seem equally as awful, yet what other choice is there? We die, and return back to un-existence, eternally, even if we could life forever, it seems just as agonizing, eons of loss, followed by an eternity of nothing. I'm the type of person who doesn't like when a story ends, but I also know I'd grow weary of the story if it never ended. And yet, what else is there? There is no choice, but even if there was, the results are the same. Agony.
i think someone who doesnt get love in their house did the favor still cant understand how can anyone dislike this besides being irracionally stupid or something
Life can be tough it’s best to just look up over the horizon I also know what it’s like to loose someone my brother and my friend died in the same week my brother died of a Tumor and my friend by a car crash that decapitated him I can’t get the images out of my mind but I find peace on RU-vid so this is my place to be. Stay strong brother you’ll get by.
@@Lvesick-r5x oh im very sorry for your loss it’s always hard to forget these things but these things happens and im pretty sure she will never forget you she loved you like you loved her.
It sounds like you are doing great for yourself, I’m sure whoever you are missing would be very proud of you, I never got to say goodbye to my mom before she ended her life and it’s a horrible thing to think about but I am still here to spread her love ❤️
I always "move on" in my life, but this song makes me just want to stay in the moments. I've been through alot in my life, losing loving one... get betrayed, have no friends, have no family, losing job, accused by own brother for something that I'm not doing and losing my name in my home town because of it. But I always forget all of those and move on with my life, but I just realize that Living the moment and felt those moments every seconds of it is what makes me appreciate life.
i can't explain what i feel when i listen to this.. It's kind of nostalgic feeling ig? i feel like i wanna spend more time with my family now cause i started to think about what if they died..... And i feel like i also can't cause they'll think imma weirdo since I've never tried to spend so much time and be that close to them... :(
I live for romanticizing life. I enjoy every emotion that I can feel: anger, sadness, regret, happiness... I had some times that I feel lost and meaningless but right now I am pretty sure that I am going to give all the decisions in my life according to the moment where I feel the most emotional. Life is so strange and unknown. Right now I am in Antalya, Turkey sitting in a house just by myself in a dim yellow light questioning life. When I first start asking questions about life, I gained awareness and felt special but I don't feel special anymore because I am well aware that most of the people in the comment section ask him/herself questions. We have divided into countries, we have different cultures and personalities but all of us met in this exact spot. Thinking about something maybe just enjoying. We are so far away from each other yet so close. Sometimes I just wish that I can meet with all of you. I would like to share your thoughts, ideas, and your life with you. I don't feel special anymore but that is not a problem. Nothing is special. So we don't have to feel special. When I was a kid I always dreamed about I am going to change the world. I imagined a place where I affected humanity. I wanted to be memorized, I wanted to be on the pages of a history book. Maybe that was just my fear of being extinct. I am 19 years old and still want to reach my dreams. I still want to change this broken world. I am not sure if I am going to. I know that life isn't like in the movies. You just don't get what you desire. Despite everything, isn't it worth trying? My meaning is my passion. Is to fight against failure no matter what. The day I die is the day I gave up on my dreams, even if they will never happen. Hope one day, I'll have great power so that I don't just sit and wait for problems to resolve. Okay, this was the 5th time in a row that I listened to this song while I was writing my thoughts. Thank you for just being
I fear failure, but not for myself. I fear it because of those who expect greatness from me. The thing is, I don’t even care about my life for myself anymore, I just live for other people.
This song is so beautifully painful, it's like knowing you're the main character of a game but also knowing your ending isn't going to be a happily ever after, and the journey to said ending is going to be as equally painful as the ending itself, like the final shot is going to be beautiful background filled with lush scenery and blue sky's but in your place, instead of you, instead of the person you were, it's just a head stone with your name on it as the credits role, maybe shots of the people you helped along the way, but your not there, it's just the memory of you and in an odd way, you're happy with it, sure you story has come to an end, but those people you've help, their story gets to continue, no matter how quickly yours was cut short. And even after all that, maybe theirs one person who bits the headstone or a single bouquet of flowers and heart breaking note attached to them.
I don't know when I started listening to this but for a while now it has been a companion to more than a couple of nights. This song is made for the night, in my opinion, it carries a special mix of moody, calm, melancholic and reflexive, I really like it. It's like a good friend I can text at a late hour and get meaningful texts from. If anyone reads this I hope they feel alright in these moments, enjoying the music.
This song makes me feel like I have lost something/someone and I don’t know what/who it is, it makes me sad, but happy in the same way, it makes me feel very nostalgic.
I get afraid not of the end but the events that transpires before it. Events not in my control. Sporadic. I hope no one goes through these feelings and lets it overcome them. Be strong, know there are others who care about you.
focus on you and yourself only. how can you love someone when you don’t even love yourself? you’re just gonna get hurt even more. love yourself before you love anyone else, all those imperfections is what makes you, you. fuck what ANYBODY thinks.
My uncle died yesterday and he was a kind man i bet he would have loved this song to sooth him before he died... I wish i had found this sooner to help him pass with even more peace than he already had. He passed with family and thats how he wanted it. R.I.P Uncle Wally august 31st 1975-august 1st 2023
Can I ask you how you made the bell or mallet part sound the way you did? It sounds like it is band-pass filtered with delay and some type modulation or lofi plugin? Could you give me direction on how you were able to get that sound effect?
Everytime i think about wanting to find love again and idealizing someone to love that doesn't exist, i come to this song, and for the "sound of your skin" lyric because this sounds and those lyrics are exactly how it feels to long someone.
This is it. The requiem for everything I lost and I am loosing with every second. It's like flowers on a mass grave of memories, past moments, dreams that never came true, desires never to be satisfied, blind hopes, dried out fantasies of happiness that was never to come. With every moment I am burying a part of me, a part of who I could or dreamed to become. I dont even know why I feel sad. I reached a lot. And yet I am loosing so much: a naive boy who thought happiness is easy, stupidity of a more joyful young soul with unrealistic dreams. It all goes under the dirt of the real, of the truth, of the now. Why does it hurt to see, and why do I envy past blindness. I might never know. I am just shoveling cold dirt on something I had to loose to live. And yet I am shoveling me away. There is still heartbeat under the dirt while the mourner's heart is still beating. And I can heart it loud and clear through this song.
broke it off with someone who made me happy. i don’t know if i made the right decision. i hadn’t cried about it until hearing this song. why is it that the people who make us the saddest are ourselves?
It's the same song! He links to it in the description and that's how I found it Unless you were being sarcastic, in which case I'll just see myself out
