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The top 500 songs from the 2000s. Lyrics, interpretations and meanings from your favorite bands. Coldplay, Christina Perri, Christina Aguilera, Death Cab for Cutie, Greenday, Arcade Fire, and all your favorite bands from the 2000s ranked.

2000s songs, couples songs

#313 Real Love- Regina Spektor/The Beatles

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Seems that all I really was doing/
Was waiting for you.

“Real Love” has a bizarre history. It was recorded by John Lennon but it was never official released. However, bootleg copies existed for years. Twenty or so years after his death The Beatles decided to take his demo and “officially” supe it up and release it as a Beatles song. I didn’t like it. It was overproduced and didn’t feel like a Beatles song or a John Lennon song. I forgot about the song.

Real Love Meaning
Regina Spektor

Years later I hear a beautiful song by Regina Spektor called “Real Love” and it becomes one of my favorite songs of hers. I never put two and two together that they were the same song. Her interpretation is that much better. That might sound like sacrilege, but it’s my truth.

Real Love Meaning
written by John Lennon

What makes Spektor’s version great, is that it sounds like she is singing from the heart. Some of the early Lennon demo work captured this, but with Spektor we feel like she wrote the words and it means something to her as she says them. Her interpretation with just a piano shows off her delicate voice and unique piano stylings. I have no idea if this is even a part of her repertoire at her concerts, but it may be her best work. (And she has many great songs).

Real Love Lyrics

All my little plans and schemes
Lost like some forgotten dreams
Seems that all I really was doing
Was waiting for you

Just like little girls and boys
Playing with their little toys
Seems like all we really were doing
Was waiting for love

Don’t need to be alone
No need to be alone

It’s real love
It’s rea-ea-ea-ea-eal
Yes, it’s real love
It’s rea-ea-ea-ea-eal

From this moment on I know
Exactly where my life will go
Seems that all I really was doing
Was waiting for love

Don’t need to be afraid
No need to be afraid

It’s real love
It’s rea-ea-ea-ea-eal
Yes, it’s real love
It’s rea-ea-ea-ea-eal

Thought I’d been in love before
But in my heart I wanted more
Seems like all I really was doing
Was waiting for you-ou-ou-ou

Don’t need to be alone
No need to be alone

It’s rea-ea-eal love
(Yes) It’s rea-ea-ea-ea-eal
(Yes) It’s rea-ea-eal love
It’s rea-ea-ea-ea-eal

Songwriters: John Lennon

2000s songs, depression

#293 Blue- Lucinda Williams

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Blue is the color of night/
When the red sound disappears from the sky.

Lucinda Williams’ “Blue” is about depression and how she uses is to cope. After long bouts of depression, you almost can’t imagine your life without it. Her sadness seems to be a part of her.

Williams describes that she and her companion  get along well enough, but there is not much intimacy between them. They are both somewhat down and out.

Blue Greatest Song Alltime Meaning
Lucinda Williams

They look for escape—whether it be in the form of a song or religion. The only mindset that Williams can get into is a sense of depression, which she calls “blue”. It “feeds me when I’m hungry, quenches my thirst, loves me when I’m lonely and loves me first.”

Williams sad delivery really makes this song. When accompanied with the light instrumentation on the track, Williams voice really shines. The song is in the country-blues tradition but is good enough to appeal to anyone who enjoys good music. Lucinda William’s Blue is an underrated classic.

Blue Lyrics

Go find a jukebox
And see what a quarter will do
I don’t want to talk
I just want to go back to blue

Feeds me when I’m hungry
And quenches my thirst
Loves me when I’m lonely
And thinks of me first

Blue is the color of night
When the red sound disappears from the sky

Raven feathers shiny and black
A touch of blue glistening down her back

We don’t talk about heaven
And we don’t talk about hell
We’ve come to depend on
One another so damn well

So go to confession
Whatever gets you through
You can count your blessings
I’ll just count on blue

Songwriters: Nicholas Keith Whitecross / D. Jhingore / J. Williams / Stephen Rudden / Yinka Charles

2000s songs, carpe diem

#288 Clocks- Coldplay

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You are/
Home, home, where I wanted to go.

The lyrics to Coldplay’s “Clocks” are obscure, but there are two central themes: One is the idea of time and missed opportunities: the roads taken and the roads not taken. I make decisions and they guide the path of my life, but they close off other opportunities. All the while the clock is ticking down the hours of my life.

Clocks Meaning
Coldplay

The other hint to “Clocks” is in the chorus and outro, which is quoted above: “You are/ Home, home, where I wanted to go.” This is like a refrain for him to remind himself of his values. While opportunities might be missed, I need to remember that the ultimate thing of importance is the person I love—my home—and that is where I want to go.

The piano intro is a great riff that continues throughout the song and is one of the iconic piano intros of all-time. The piano is extremely up tempo. Usually we think of piano as a great song for delicate ballads. Here, Chris Martin shows that it can be a great instrument to drive a real rock song.

The tempo and matching drumbeat have a lot to do with that. The bass plays a surprisingly important part in the background of this song-though you might not notice it unless you listen for it. Altogether one of Coldplay’s best.

Clocks Lyrics

The lights go out and I can’t be saved.
Tides that I tried to swim against,
Have brought me down upon my knees,
Oh I beg, I beg and plead, singing…

Come out of the things unsaid,
Shoot an apple off my head and a
Trouble that can’t be named,
A tiger’s waiting to be tamed, singing…

You are, you are…

Confusion that never stops,
The closing walls and the ticking clocks. gonna
Come back and take you home,
I could not stop, that you now know. singing…

Come out upon my seas,
Cursed missed opportunities am I
A part of the cure,
Or am I part of the disease? Singing…

You are, you are…
You are, you are…
You are, you are…

And nothing else compares,
And nothing else compares,
And nothing else compares.

You are, you are,
Home, home, where I wanted to go,
Home, home, where I wanted to go.
Home, home, where I wanted to go (You are),
Home, home, where I wanted to go (You are).

Songwriters: Guy Rupert Berryman / Jonathan Mark Buckland / William Champion / Christopher Anthony John Martin