In The Living Years by Mike & The Mechanics

Seasons in the Sun (I think that's the title) not sure who the artist is

Leonard Cohen: Dear Heather.

which wrist first

I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry : By Hank Williams Sr.

There are many that really get to me but one that has touched me for a certain reason is How do you get that lonely by Blaine Larsen... it makes me so depressed I can't listen to it.

"Zombie" by the Cranberries.

I don't know the name of the song but one of the lines is lights will guide you home and I will try and fix you. love that song but very sad and any song about child abuse just puts me in a depressed mood all day

"lover you should've come over" by Jeff Buckley...

Sleeping With Ghosts - Placebo "Soulmates never die"

It would be a toss up between "In The Winter" by Janis Ian.... The days are okay I watch the TV in the afternoon If I get lonely The sound of other voices Other rooms are near to me I’m not afraid The operator She tells the time It’s good for a laugh There’s always radio And for a dime I can Talk to God, dial a prayer Are you there? Do you care? Are you there? And in the winter Extra blankets for the cold Fix the heater, getting old I am wiser now, you know And still as big as a fool Concerning you. I met your friend She’s very nice, what can I say? It was an accident I never dreamed we’d meet again This way - - you’re looking well I’m not afraid. You have a lovely home Just like a picture No, I live alone I found it easier You must remember how I never liked the party life Up all night, lovely wife You have a lovely wife. And in the winter Extra blankets for the cold Fix the heater, getting old You are with her now, I know I’ll live alone forever Not together now. or "Three Flights Up" by Don Maclean On the first floor¦ On the first floor¦ On the first floor there's a young girl reeling Her body's numb and without feeling As illusions dance on the midnight ceiling Now she's falling, now she's kneeling It's almost like she's bowed in prayer A saviour she's about to bear She screams for help, but no one's there¦ On the first floor¦ On the first floor people walk the halls But none can hear her desperate calls There is no sound beyond the walls So to the telephone she crawls She telephones her only friend The one on whom she can depend But the phone rings on without an end Then rings no more¦On the first floor¦ There's a party on the second floor And through the picture window you can see them all They're laughing and they're dancing Admiring the Renoir that's hanging on the wall But in the master bedroom where the coats are piled high A silent, saddened lady thinks of what it's like to die And as she dwells on all the years she still has left to face She wonders how she'll ever find someone to take his place Then suddenly she's jarred by the ringing of the phone Oh, why do you ring now, just when I want to be alone? So she walks into the bathroom and drinks some water from a cup But the telephone stops ringing just before she picks it up¦ My family was very poor So I worked hard to be secure I married one I had to wed And not the one I loved instead When I was young my blood ran wild But we stayed married for the child Now three flights up, I'm all alone My wife is dead, my child is grown My daughter leads a useless life She's been a failure as a wife And though she lives just one floor down She never calls or comes around¦ Step off the platform and onto the train Look out your window and into the rain Watch all the buildings that pass as you ride And count all the stories that go on inside And then ask yourself if it must be this way Should walls and doors and plaster ceilings Separate us from each others' feelings? or even "I am A Rock" Simon and Garfunkel A winters day In a deep and dark december; I am alone, Gazing from my window to the streets below On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow. I am a rock, I am an island. Ive built walls, A fortress deep and mighty, That none may penetrate. I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain. Its laughter and its loving I disdain. I am a rock, I am an island. Dont talk of love, But Ive heard the words before; Its sleeping in my memory. I wont disturb the slumber of feelings that have died. If I never loved I never would have cried. I am a rock, I am an island. I have my books And my poetry to protect me; I am shielded in my armor, Hiding in my room, safe within my womb. I touch no one and no one touches me. I am a rock, I am an island. And a rock feels no pain; And an island never cries. ================ All these were part of my bedroom singing repertoire growing up. As you might guess, I am a depressive. I only wish someone would have told me earlier...still I might not have learnt these lovely songs.

alot of songs but ill give you the three best 1. in the arms of an angel by sarah mclaughlin 2. my heart will go on by celine deon 3. listen to your heart by DHT

"CREEP" By RadioHead When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye; You're just like an angel, Your skin makes me cry. You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special You're so very (f*ckin') special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here... I don't care if it hurts I want to have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice When I'm not around You're so very special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here... She's running out again She's running out She's run, run, run running out Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so very special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't belong here.

'Hurt' by NIN as performed by Johnny Cash.

"Mad World" by Gary Jules... saddest song ever... All around me are familiar faces Worn out places Worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going nowhere Going nowhere Their tears are filling up their glasses No expression No expression Hide my head I want to drown my sorrows No tomorrow No tomorrow And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take When people run in circles it's a very Very Mad world Mad world Children waiting for the day they feel good Happy Birthday Happy Birthday And they feel the way that every child should Sit and listen Sit and listen Went to school and I was very nervous No one knew me No one knew me Hello teacher Tell me what's my lesson Look right through me Look right through me And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take When people run in circles it's a very Very Mad world Mad world Enlargen your world Mad World

Elton John - Ticking "An extremely quiet child" they called you in your school report" "He's always taken interest in the subjects that he's taught" So what was it that brought the squad car screaming up your drive To notify your parents of the manner in which you died At St. Patricks every Sunday, Father Fletcher heard your sins "Oh, he's unconcerned with competition he never cares to win" But blood stained a young hand that never held a gun And his parents never thought of him as their troubled son "Now you'll never get to Heaven" Mama said Remember Mama said Ticking, ticking "Grow up straight and true blue Run along to bed" Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking They had you holed up in a downtown bar screaming for a priest Some gook said "His brain's just snapped" then someone called the police You'd knifed a Negro waiter who had tried to calm you down Oh you'd pulled a gun and told them all to lay still on the ground Promising to hurt no one, providing they were still A young man tried to make a break, with tear-filled eyes you killed That gun butt felt so smooth and warm cradled in your palm Oh your childhood cried out in your head "they mean to do you harm" "Don't ever ride on the devil's knee" Mama said Remember mama said Ticking, ticking "Pay your penance well, my child Fear where angels tread" Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking Within an hour the news had reached the media machine A male caucasian with a gun had gone berserk in Queens The area had been sealed off, the kids sent home from school Fourteen people lying dead in a bar they called the Kicking Mule Oh they pleaded to your sanity for the sake of those inside "Throw out your gun, walk out slow just keep your hands held high" But they pumped you full of rifle shells as you stepped out the door Oh you danced in death like a marionette on the vengeance of the law "You've slept too long in silence" Mama said Remember Mama said Ticking, ticking "Crazy boy, you'll only wind up with strange notions in your head" Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking -

Seasons in the Sun - Terry Jacks

B.J. Thomas

Good-bye. By: Elton John. It is an old B-side song from one of his more obscure albums. NOT, good-bye yellow brick road... it's different. And. Missing you. By: Des'ree. Because my son was trying to learn how to play it on the piano while I lost my mom and it reminds me of her.

Mary Hopkin - Those were the days. It just reminds me of the things I have never and will never do. Too bad, I thought it was a wonderful song when I was younger.

"Gone Away" by The Offspring Maybe in another life I could find you there Pulled away before your time I can't deal, it's so unfair And it feels, and it feels like Heaven's so far away And it feels, yeah it feels like The world has grown cold Now that you've gone away Leaving flowers on your grave To show that I still care But black roses and Hail Mary's Can't bring back what's taken from me I reach to the sky And call out your name And if I could trade I would And it feels, and it feels like Heaven's so far away And it stings, yeah it stings now The world is so cold Now that you've gone away Gone away, gone away, yeah yeah yeah... I reach to the sky And call out your name Oh please let me trade I would And it feels, and it feels like Heaven's so far away And it feels, yeah it feels like The world has grown cold Now that you've gone away Gone away, gone away, yeah yeah yeah...

"Still I'm Sad" by The Yardbirds. See the stars come falling down from the sky, Gently passing, they kiss your tears when you cry. See the wind come softly blow your hair from your face, See the rain hide away in disgrace. Still I'm sad. For myself my tears just fall into dust, Day will dry them, night will find they are lost. Now I find the wind is blowing time into my heart, Let the rain fall, for we are apart. Still I'm sad, Still I'm sad, Oh, Still I'm sad. It is still one of my all time favourite songs.

I'd say Lisa Germano - From A Shell.

William by Chris Knight

Tindersticks: If You're Looking For A Way Out -- -- -- Love's fading babe I can see it in your eyes Your kiss is just the same but it's just a sweet disguise Ain't like just luck To worry about me When we promise to be our world Love each other for eternity Chorus: If you're looking for a way out I won't stand in your way If you're looking for a way out Don't stop at the tears that I'm crying They'll only make you wanna stay Don't kiss me again cos I'm trying To keep you from running away Oh baby tell me I'm wrong Just say I'm crazy.. it's with me that you belong It's never easy when lovers have to part Oh come on stop pretending Tell me what's in your heart Chorus Baby don't run away Baby don't run away Say that you'll stay Oh come on stop pretending Tell me what's in your heart Chorus Baby don't run away 2x Stop pretending 3x Please baby now Stop pretending 3x Please baby now Stop pretending 3x Won't you tell me what's in your heart? Please baby now... stop pretending Don't you know that I'll always.... stop pretending Please baby now... stop pretending Won't you tell me what's in your heart -- -- --

This one. just listen to the lyrics.

Thank you! :) (dang, wrong box.. and I can't even delete this.)

Tool - "Sober" *Parental Advisory: Explicit Lyrics*

Shelter From the Storm(Dear Mr Jesus) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T-ejCD6ZR0U

end of the world by Skeeter Davis

Strange Fruit by Billie Holiday... Southern trees bear strange fruit, Blood on the leaves and blood at the root, Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze, Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. Pastoral scene of the gallant south, The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth, Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh, Then the sudden smell of burning flesh. Here is fruit for the crows to pluck, For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck, For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop, Here is a strange and bitter crop. It's about lynchings and hangings, and is sung is such a melancholy way, its almost unbearable.

Stupid Boy by Keith Urban or Hurt by Johnny Cash. They both make me cry, depressed.

heaven by dj sammie with the lil girl talkin to her dad in heaven. i cry EVERY FREAKIN TIME!

whisky lullaby She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind Until the night 1st Chorus He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away her memory Life is short but this time it was bigger Than the strength he had to get up off his knees We found him with his face down in the pillow With a note that said I'll love her till I die And when we buried him beneath the willow The angels sang a whiskey lullaby lalalalalalala lalalalalalala lalalalalalala lalalalalalala The rumors flew but nobody know how much she blamed herself For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath She finally drank her pain away a little at a time But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind Until the night 2nd Chorus She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away his memory Life is short but this time it was bigger Than the strength she had to get up off her knees We found her with her face down in the pillow Clinging to his picture for dear life We laid her next to him beneath the willow While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby lalalalalalala lalalalalalala lalalalalalala lalalalalalala it makes me cry all the time

Radiohead~No Surprises

dont listen to 'total eclipse of the heart' if you just broke up with someone.

Eric Clapton "Tears in Heaven" :(

that stupid Christmas song about the shoes! uggh, pass the prozac to that kid and get him off the radio already!!

chiseled in stone : could be the saddest I've heard

another one is obscure by Gordon Lightfoot, 'last time i saw her' which is well produced and will make you yearn especially if you're a guy. another tearjerker is 'yesterday i heard the rain' by tony bennett. great production and powerful. the ultimate tragic song is by Nico, "evening of light' an 8 minute opus with incredible production, that she wrote while on lsd in a bath tub full of candles one night in the chelsea hotel in 1969. dont play it loud if you want to preserve your sanity.

Sometimes It Snows In April Artist: Prince Album: Parade I LOVE THIS SONG!!!!! Tracy died soon after a long fought civil war, just after I'd wiped away his last tear I guess he's better off than he was before, A whole lot better off than the fools he left here I used 2 cry 4 Tracy because he was my only friend Those kind of cars don't pass u every day I used 2 cry 4 Tracy because I wanted to see him again, But sometimes sometimes life ain't always the way... Sometimes it snows in April Sometimes I feel so bad, so bad Sometimes I wish life was never ending, and all good things, they say, never last Springtime was always my favorite time of year, A time 4 lovers holding hands in the rain Now springtime only reminds me of Tracy's tears Always cry 4 love, never cry 4 pain He used 2 say so strong unafraid to die Unafraid of the death that left me hypnotized No, staring at his picture I realized No one could cry the way my Tracy cried Sometimes it snows in April Sometimes I feel so bad Sometimes, sometimes I wish that life was never ending, And all good things, they say, never last I often dream of heaven and I know that Tracy's there I know that he has found another friend Maybe he's found the answer 2 all the April snow Maybe one day I'll see my Tracy again Sometimes it snows in April Sometimes I feel so bad, so bad Sometimes I wish that life was never ending, But all good things, they say, never last All good things that say, never last And love, it isn't love until it's past

Tough call, but I'd have to say "This Perfect World" by Freedy Johnston is definitely in the top 5 most depressing songs ever. You ought to see your face. You ought to hear your voice. Last time I was here, I wouldn't turn around. You ought to lock that door. Somebody might get in. Didn't I teach you that? This perfect world, so blue I can't begin to say. This perfect world, I know I never should have gone away, But I still deserve to say goodbye, no matter what I've done. I see her in your face, Hear her in your voice. Last time I was here, they found her in the lake. You ought to see my scars. You think I'm made of stone. Didn't you tell me that? This perfect world, so blue I can't begin to say. This perfect world, they say that soon I will be gone away, But I still deserve to say goodbye, no matter what I've done. Now I've come around, it's far too late. And these pills won't even let me cry. No one knows you even when you're gone, But I still deserve to say goodbye no matter what I've done. You ought to see your face. You ought to hear your voice. Lock this after me.

Definitely "Far From Home" and "Take Good Care of My Baby" by God Lives Underwater musician and singer David Reilly. Both songs are about his fiance who was hit by a train. Aside from the songs being just sad in and of themselves, I was a big GLU fan and personally knew David. We kept in touch online and through AIM. He had always had a rough time with heroine and after GLU split up he got clean and was working on his second solo album. HE had started to do some solo acoustic shows in Pennsylvania where he grew up and asked me to come up and rehearse with him as a possible guitarist/backup singer for some sets he was gonna do. I arranged to come up and crash with him and then didn't hear anything for a few days. I finally got word that he died, he had been complaining of a tooth ache for some time and apparently when he was asleep the tooth started bleeding while he was asleep on his back and somehow bled into his lungs. Many of us musicians and artists that were GLU fans gathered together and put together the album "Drowning in Air; A God Lives Underwater Tribute" which covered many songs by God Lives Underwater, including my own cover of the song Lonely Again by my solo music project Simian-Think-Tank which was sold on Amazon along with the book The David Reilly Memoirs and the proceeds went to help pay for his funeral and send money to his family. RIP David. "Far From Home" Hey there, it's me checking in with you I know your birthdays comin up. Have you noticed all that I've been through, You know how much I miss you, And I didn't give a fuck about myself. You're so far away, I wish that you could be here, To see how things have changed, Change oh-ho things they keep on changin Now you're far from home. Sunshine has finally broke through, The blackest clouds have past But I still miss you, I miss you. Your're so far away I wish that you could be here To see how things can change, Change oh-ho things they keep on changin, Now you're far from home "Take Good Care of My Baby" I hope you finally feel at home up there I know when you arrived You were unaware You tried to stay here All of life had stopped between 6 and 8 I can't be late for my own goodbye I stay alive I get the feeling that you're ok But I have to say Take good care of my baby Take good care of my baby If you care could you try again to contact me And say everything will be alright Everything will be alright It's a miracle I got most clean Some still resides inside of me Since you passed away I had to prove To no one else not to you, not to you (chorus) Now people say that I'm doing great That I'm so strong I can't relate I guess the worst of it is far behind so far behind, still close to mind, close to mine

"On Your Porch" by The Format It absolutely socks me right in the gut.

After age 40.... Happy Birthday !

Fool Hearted memory by George Strait and Send In The Clowns