Top 100 droevige liedjes

so disillusioned, keep your head down
and if you do they'll never know
if you have no answers to their questions
then they will have to let you go

a disenfranchised revolution
they take away by right what's yours
and make you martyrs of your own cause
when they don't know what cause it's for

and all deserted stand alerted
they love you when you're all alone
you find a red rose in the morning light
you wait the night and find it gone

meer durf ik niet te citeren maar wat een mooie treurnis

61. sophia - so slow
death comes so slow, when you're waiting to be taken

60. the god machine - it's all over
and why do all the things have to change, just when they mean the most

ook niet vergeten:
59. motorpsycho - vortex surfer

(die hartverscheurende a-capella versie van Big O's 'Crying' uit Lynch' meesterwerk Mulholland Drive)

Is inderdaad erg droevig. M.i. beter dan Orbison's versie - iig droeviger

Jezus wat een mooi en droevig liedje.

Tomorrow On The Runway

Old days, don't come to find me,
the sun is just about to climb up over there.
'While my heart is sinking I do not want my voice
to go out into the air'.
Did you leave the darkness without me?
You're always miles ahead.
And you're standing in tomorrow on the runway.

Oh be the music in my head,
the air around my bed, oh be my rest.
Replace the small disgraces of
the times and places that I never really left.
Did you leave the darkness without me?
You're always miles ahead.
And you're standing in tomorrow on the runway.

Oh I want to fly, fly forward into the light,
be alive, to come alive,
on the leaf-bright Friday drive,
sudden horses at the red light,
turn around, see clearer ways to go now.

you will miss me when i burn
by roy black / will oldham
(from Days In the Wake)

When you have no one,
no one can hurt you
when you have no one,
no one can hurt you

In the corners there is light
that is good for you
and behind you, I have warned you,
there are awful things

Will you miss me
when I burn, and will you eye me
with a longing
it is longing that I feel
to be missed for, to be real

Niet per sé droevig, maar wel erg mooi en melancholisch.

She wakes up, she makes up
She takes her time and doesn’t feel she has to hurry
She no longer needs you

And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years

41. Radiohead - Let Down (geen idee waar dit nummer over gaat eigenlijk, maar ik word er altijd zo enorm triest van)

You have no heart - you have no shame
You take true love - and give the blame
I guess that I - should not complain
I love you still - you win again

When your lonely heart has learned it’s lesson
You’d be hers if only she would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That’s the time you miss her most of all

38. Frank Sinatra - Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out to Dry

Then somebody says, just forget about her
But I gave that treatment a try
Strangely enough, I got along without her
Then one day she passed me right by - oh well
I guess I?ll hang my tears out to dry

36. "Briiiight Eyeeeesssss....Burning like fiiiiirrreeeeeeee....."

31. Travis - Why does it always rain on me

I can hardly hear the music from the carousel
The wind picks up, the carriage starts sway
As one by one the lights go out
It’s closing time
I see you take his hand and walk away walk away

They say that you will always be the last to know
They say that all that glitters is not gold
It’s not just that you’re never coming back to me
It’s the bitter way that I was told

the liprim on a half-filled cup of coffee
that you bought and didn't drink.
but at least you thought you wanted it,
that's so much more than i can say for me.

etc.

23 - claw boys claw - rosie

then a star took all of you
away from me,
but most of all yourself
[...]
tell me girl what is it like
to be a goddess overnight
what do you fear the most
suicide or local dope
oooooooh rosie
got it made got it made got it made

21. Deep Purple - Soldier Of Fortune

"Thought I loved her,
Thought I had her,
But she stepped into the ocean"

Dit is niet droevig, maar huilerig. Dat is wat anders.

Overigens heb ik slechts 15% van de genomineerde nummers op legale wijze in mijn verzameleling. Dat valt me den weer heel erg mee van mezelf. Bij welk percentage ben je depressief?

Maar ja, in mijn lijstje zou er ook iets anders uitzien maar minstens zo suïcidaal. Wie Albanese vocale polyfonie heeft gehoord weet dat daarbij vergeleken de blues blij gedoe is.

She put her fist through the window pane
It was such a funny feeling