Song lyrics etc. that express the Asperger's world

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Eleanor Rigby-Not about Asperger's per se, but about a lonely, forgotten woman who died with nobody to mourn her.

Fool on the Hill, also not really about Asperger's, but about someone who was perceived as being a fool or an idiot.

A song from Ramses Shaffy about freedom of a individual , its called "Laat me" ( Let me )



Perhaps I live in a wrong era
Or light is different around here
For I feel always lost a little
Although the mirror shows my face

I know the pubs and the cathedrals
From Amsterdam up to Maastricht
But even so I'll get lost daily
'Cause that brings balance in a life

Let me, let me
Let me live life in my own way
Let me, let me
This is what I have always done

I won't forget my friends, my loved ones
Who I once loved, I still do love
And I should know where they are living
But lost their letters and address

Still we will meet again at some time
Perhaps today or maybe in a year
And I will kiss them and embrace them
It will turn out right effortless

Let me, let me
Let me live life in my own way
Let me, let me
This is what I have always done

And fortunately I'm not anchored
Sometimes I live here, sometimes there
I didn't waste my life, or spoil it
Have no belongings or complaints

I love the earth and I love water
I love expensive, I love cheap
I never ever saved a nickel
I live just simply by the hour

Let me, let me
Let me live life in my own way
Let me, let me
This is what I have always done

At some time I will die, undoubtedly
No way I can escape, avoid
But then my songs can roam and wander
You'll have to find out for yourself

But for the moment, I'm your singer
Your black sheep and your loyal fan
I will stay long, or rather longer
But let me just be who I am

Let me, let me
Let me live life in my own way
Let me, let me
This is what I have always done

Let me, let me
Let me live life in my own way
Let me, let me
This is what I have always done

Let me, let me
Let me, let me
Let me, let me
This is what I have always done

Let me, let me
Let me, let me
Let me, let me
This is what I have always done

Let me

So many... Music has been my primary coping mechanism for years. Anyway recently been listening to a band called Katatonia.

From song 'Deliberation'

The red circle holds the only light
Break down my perspective
And notify everyone when the time is right
My mouth remains inactive

From song 'Follower'

Hurts to see, my incapacity
Shame, idle mind
- No, you have changed me

My mouth is shut
Stupidity has shut my mouth

So when you come,
I'm too unprepared to come along

'Cause these words are knives and often leave scars,
The fear of falling apart!
--Panic! At the Disco

Mama said,
It's uphill for oddities,
The stranger crusaders,
Ain't ever wannabes
--Panic! At the Disco

Homesick:
"I can see the leaves of golden glisten in the sun
Making time for everyone is what I should have done
Blue and green with eyes between are acting all the same
You and me are never free until we're cast away

But it really doesn't matter couldn't change it if I tried
Though it really doesn't matter
I'll do it till I get it right"

Winning Days:
"Get up and go outside
It can help your mind too
Get up don't hide away

'Cause I know where there's gold
I didn't know when I was flying
I'm sinking like a stone
I can dream
I've been trying"

A short song, from a happy and friendly person.

The way he use his guitar for percussian is amazing.

ASPartOfMe

Even if you don't understand the language its no problem, the images in the video speak the universal language.
BTW, it's today the birthday from the singer. His name is Stef Bos.

Images of innocence
Coming through the prison walls
One fine day in England
Justice calls

Mary watches everything
In her living room alone
Televisions flickering
With the volume down

Everything is changing
In the outside world
There are signs of re-arranging
Softer spoken words
Here men talk in whispers
Of a woman or a girl
Things are only changing
In the outside world

Images of people
Turning power on its head
They walk across that danger zone
So many died or fled

Mary watches everything
In her living room alone
Televisions flickering
With the volume down

Everything is changing
In the outside world
There are signs of re-arranging
Softer spoken words
Here men talk in whispers
Of a woman or a girl
Things are only changing
In the outside world

Mary watches everything
She never heeds the bell
When the genuine and the curious ones
Come and ask if she is well
They talk and talk and hang around like everyday
Mary stays inside
Voices fade away

Everything is changing
In the outside world
There are signs of re-arranging
Softer spoken words
Here men talk in whispers
Of a woman or a girl
Things are only changing
In the outside world