weatherman

• subseven isimli grubun en ünlü şarkısı
  
  sozlerini de yazayım tam olsun
  
  i have my ears to hear what people say
  and i have my eyes to see the suffering
  and i have a brain to use it every day
  but who are you?
  
  i have a nose to smell the sweetest thing
  and i have my feelings to feel the summerwind
  and i have my own test to decide what i would like
  but who are you?
  
  i'm just the weatherman i make the sun, the rain and the colourful rainbow
  i am a lucky man, i can frieze my pain if i feel that way
  i'm just the weatherman i make the sun, the rain and the colourful rainbow
  i am a lucky man, i can frieze my pain if i feel that way
  
  i have my own way to go against your way
  and i am able to dream of mountains full of dream
  and i shall have my wish that all my dreams come true
  but who are you?
  
  i'm just the weatherman i make the sun, the rain and the colourful rainbow
  i am a lucky man, i can frieze my pain if i feel that way
  i'm just the weatherman i make the sun, the rain and the colourful rainbow
  i am a lucky man, i can frieze my pain if i feel that way
  
  i have my ears to hear what people say
  and i have my eyes to see the suffering
  and i have my brain to use it every day
  but who are you?
  
  i'm just the weatherman i make the sun, the rain and the colourful rainbow
  i am a lucky man, i can frieze my pain if i feel that way
  i'm just the weatherman i make the sun, the rain and the colourful rainbow
  i am a lucky man, i can frieze my pain if i feel that way
  
  biraz incubus tarzına benziyor. ama gayet güzel ve hoş bi şarkı..
• plus 44'un when your heart stops beating albümlerinden sözleri aşağıdaki gibi olan, akustik hali çok başarılı şarkısı.
  
  so you think you've been through it all
  but i can't help but wonder now
  yesterday i found my worst regret
  i'll hide it away so no one ever knows
  
  i'm dying...
  i'm trying to leave
  
  let me slip away, i'm barely holding on
  every now and then i feel the end of us
  
  i never meant to say i'm sorry
  and i'm not sad to see you go
  we're human shapes burned on concrete walls
  these days the sun don't shine here anymore
  
  i'm dying... (i find it pulling at me, a sea of troubles drowning)
  i'm trying to leave (it's such a shame to feel you drifting)
  
  let me slip away, i'm barely holding on
  every now and then i feel the end of us
  i love the way you breathe inside my head
  but something's gotta change, i'm barely holding on
  
  let me slip away, i'm barely holding on
  every now and then i feel the end of us
  i love the way you breathe inside my head
  but something's gotta change, i'm barely holding on
  let me slip away, i'm barely holding on (i find it pulling at me, a sea of troubles drowning)
  every now and then i feel the end of us (it's such a shame to feel you drifting)
  i love the way you breathe inside my head (i find it pulling at me, a sea of troubles drowning)
  but something's gotta change, i'm barely holding on (it's such a shame to feel you drifting)
  
  i'm barely holding on
• damien rice'ın kariyerine başladığı irlandalı müzik grubu juniper'la birlikte kaydettiği 2 single'dan ilki, en nadidesi.
  
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  it's a beautiful night for me to be here
  with my empty head
  i should have stayed at home
  and watched the weather
  
  it's a wonderful night buts it's a shame
  because there is an empty bed
  i should have stayed at home
  'til i got better
  
  and nothing's changing
  the record's scraping round and round and round
  and nothing's changing
  the people drive their cars to town
  
  i ask the weatherman to sent a cloud my way
  i ask the weatherman by monday
  i ask the weatherman to sent a cloud my way
  i ask the weatherman, yeah
  
  it's a beautiful night for me to be here
  now our love is dead
  i should have stayed at home
  and watched the weather
  
  well it's a wonderful night
  but this is it now
  i've left your head
  i should have stayed at home
  'til i got better
  
  and nothing's changing
  the record's scraping round and round and round
  and nothing's changing
  the people drive their cars to town
  the people drive their cars
  these people drive me
  
  i ask the weatherman to sent a cloud my way
  i ask the weatherman by monday
  i ask the weatherman to sent a cloud my way
  i ask the weatherman, yeah
  
  nothing's changing
  the record's scraping round and round and round
  nothing's changing
  the people drive their cars
  these people drive me
  
  i ask the weatherman to sent a cloud my way
  i ask the weatherman by monday
  i ask the weatherman to sent a cloud my way
  i ask the weatherman by monday
  i ask the weatherman to sent a cloud my way
  i ask the weatherman by monday
  the weatherman
• amerika'nin en vahsi vietnam savasi karsiti underground organizasyonu. ayni zamanda weatherman underground olarak da bilinir ki underground yasamaya mahkum edilmelerinin sebebi de bu kadar vahsi olmalaridir. netekim, o kadar vahsidirlerdir ki, cesitli amerikan sehirlerinde polis ve devlet binalarini havaya ucurmak icin dinamit yapalim derken 6 mart 1970'de new york'taki zulalarinda kendilerini patlatip, 4 kurucu uyenin parcalanmasina sebep olmuslardir. 8-11 ekim'de chicago'da "days of rage" adli savas karsiti bir eylem duzenlemisler ve sadece 600 kisilik gruplarina bakmadan polislere saldirmislar, zengin diye dusundukleri kimselerin evlerini atese vermisler, berber dukkanlarindan otellere kadar ana baci dinlemeden butun camlari taslayip, gozyasartici bomba ve tazyikli suyu yiyince dagilip oralarda alis-veris yapiveriyorlarmis, aman ne talihsizlermis gibi davranip, tutuklanmaktan kurtulmuslardir.hippie diye tanimlanmalarina kizarlar lakin uyusturu bagimliliklari (ozellikle cok kuskucu donemlerinde yeni uyelerine lsd verip sivil polis olup olmadiklarini kontrol ettikleri soylenir) ve liberal sex yasantilariyla taninirlar. hatta underground yasamaya karar verdikleri toplanti sonrasi toplum hayatini tehlikeye dusurecek ve adab-i muaseret kurallarini yerle bir eden bir sevisme partisi duzenledikleri dillere destan efsanelerinden biridir.sadece savas karsiti olmayip, asil amaclari amerikan emperyalizmini cokertip yerine komunist sistemi getirmek, yeni bir kizil ordu kurmaktir fakat beyaz amerikan iscilerinden hic hazzetmezler, onlarin fasist ve aptal olduklarini dusunduklerinden black panther adli siyahi organizasyona destek vermislerdir.zaten eylemlerinde de zengin fakir dinlemeyip ayrimcilik yapmadan herkese saldirdiklari icin beyaz amerikan isci grubundan pek destek gormemislerdir. kulaga pek sakar gelselerde, hayata gecirdikleri bombali eylemleri de olmustur: 1971'de new york polis departmanini havaya ucurmuslar ve cok sansli olduklari icin de hic olume sebebiyet vermemekten pacayi yine siyirmislardir. anitlari havaya ucurma hastaliklariyla da bilinirler. yine cesit cesit amerikan sehirlerinde ozellikle polis ve gazi anitlarini patlatip, sonra da polisi arayip dalga gectikleri de bilinir.daha pek cok ozellikleri olmasina ragmen bu kadar az uye ile bu kadar buyuk karmasa yaratan bu grubun sistematigi hala amerika'da tartisma konusudur ve yasayan uyeleri canlari istedikce universitelerle konusmalar yapip, genclere tuyolar vermekte, "biz sizin yasinizdayken" diye baslayan cumleler siralamaktadirlar. her ne olursa olsun grubu bu kadar meshur yapan sey yine de isimleridir. bob dylan'in you don't need a weatherman to know where the wind blows sozleriyle pek sevilen subterrean homesick blues adli eserini canlari istedigi gibi politiklestirip, bu isimle bir de bildiri yayinlamislardir ki kuruluslari netlessin, herkes anlasin el mi yaman bey mi yaman.
• tori amos şarkısı, sözleri de şöyle:
  he is not a weatherman
  but his bride lies with the land
  and she will whisper to him
  ı'll be dressing up in snow
  cloaked in echo it's almost
  as if only nature knows
  how to bring his wife to life
  and breathe her into form
  
  one more look from her eyes
  one more look can you paint her back to life
  
  he knows every moor and mound
  every curve of every hill
  a shoulder of the mountain
  where they watched a thousand dawns
  
  one more look from her eyes
  one more look can you paint her back to life
  
  rising she stirs
  first it blurs
  a breeze that lifts
  lilac blossoms from the earth
  blending its shape
  to a skirt
  with limbs that bend
  he's drawn toward her pirouette turn
  autumn's peach black
  winter's velvet coat
  pink tourmaline,
  palette of spring
  ın summer she's wrapped in viennese green
  
  he is not a weatherman
  but his bride lies with the land
  and she will whisper to him
  ı'll be dressing up in snow
  cloaked in echo it's almost
  as if only nature knows
  how to paint his wife to life
  with every season's tone
  
  one more look from her eyes
  one more look from her eyes
  one more look from her eyes
  one more look from her eyes
  one more look from her eyes
  one more look can you paint her back to life