As the question says..
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"Dark Allies" by Light Asylum
...because I feel both hopeless and (a little bit) optimistic at the moment.
Here's an explanation (because it's not the lyrics): I love dancing (both in clubs and at home), and it's also very important to me as a means to calm down and shut off the intrusive thoughts I always have due to my OCD and Generalized Anxiety. At some point in my life there was just way too much going on, and during that time I lost the ability to "dance myself away". I still enjoyed dancing, but that special feeling, almost like being in a trance, just didn't come up anymore, and I found that really sad.
Then, a few years ago, I visited my old favourite club and was already on the dance floor when the DJ played "Dark Allies." I didn't know the song, but thought it was cool, so I started dancing and suddenly.... Bam! There it was! The feeling of "dancing right into the song", being alone on the dance floor, just the song and me, the very feeling I thought I had lost forever. I was so, so happy!
Because of my OCD and GAD, the pandemic was/is very hard for me and there are many things I feel unable to do. I have to work hard to regain the ability to do everything I want and have to do, and I really need to start now. "Dark Allies" is a reminder that it's possible to get back what is or seems to be lost. I hope that makes sense...
(Well, to be truthful, don't clearly remember posting this cause I was very drunk and very depressed, soooo...)
The song I was referring to at the time of posting was "Atmosphere" by Joy Division...... I always turn to music when depression hits, and have many songs I rely on to pull me back...... This song isn't one of them! Sometimes I just get the nihilistic urge to plunge headlong into the abyss, and this song helps sooo much..... Always feel better the next day, like it burns the depression out at the core....
I was about to post my reply to your comment on my submission, but since you deleted it, I'll post it here: "Ah, okay, I was actually wondering why you didn't mention a song yourself. (...there are worse things to discover having done while drunk than an Ask Pandas though.) And yes! That's the magic of music and I could make a very long diary-like playlist too." .... I didn't answer right away because I wanted to add something about all the songs I'm sure we both would have to include in such a list, but can't listen to anymore, but I couldn't find the right words and wasn't sure if I should even mention it. I'm sorry if my lack of response was irritating to you. As for the "nihilistic urge," that is also cleansing: Oswald Henke! (I'm glad to hear you're feeling better!)
Ghost Mice 'Critical Hit'. That song is pretty much how I go through life.
It's an awesome song!
Critical Hit Lyrics
When you're deep in a dark dungeon
And the cleric's down and dying
And you've taken all the potions you had left
And you feel like you are doomed
Because the demon you set loose
Is coming after you and you can smell/hear its breath
And the door between you and it is pretty thin
The wizard is all out of spells
The fighters took a few too many hits
This thing, it came from hell
It seems like it can't be killed
Don't ever give up! not all fights are won by skill
Some are won by luck. don't ever give in!
You've gotta keep fighting until you lose or you win
Cross your fingers roll the die
Wait with hope for the big two-oh (20)
Cross your fingers roll the die
Let it go. let it roll. don't give up yet, no, don't ever quit
There's always a chance for a critical hit
The biggest baddest beasts have easily been beat with one lucky shot
Dragons have fell and kingdoms have been saved
By people giving everything they've got
By people who never gave up
By people who know just to let the dice roll and see what comes up
No we should never ever give up
Beauty Slept in Sodom:
Death, spirit me away
My anguished soul doth strain
On taut and twisted reins
Yet, insatiate I still remain
Like a proud, unfalled star
That dares thee from afar
To calm my thund'rous heart
Else, rend it's knots apart
So I may never sing
Of jewelled skies o'er my strings
And love, a wanton thing
Can plunge on burnt, black wings
To hang amid the thorns
In scarlet, like velvet worn
About the clouded moon
Who wanes in solitude....
I am alone
Thirsting for the dark
That lurks beneath marbled stone
What black witchcraft
Shalt prise thee from thy dreams
And what perverse world-strategy
Will wend it's way with thee from sleep?
