Great thread - thanks for reviving it, Marnie! 
Lately, I have two such songs that have moved me to tears - "Falling Slowly" from the movie "Once" (it won the Oscar for Best Original Song) and "Alicia Ross" off the new Kathleen Edwards cd. The first song just really speaks to me, and it's just such an emotional song that in many ways and on different levels, I completely feel like I can relate to the words and the simple message of trying to find hope in a seemingly hopeless world.
The other song, "Alicia Ross", the words really speak for themselves - and although this song is written in particular about one person, it could really be about anyone - any number of such sad, similar cases of a young woman taken and murdered in some dark corner, and it's just such a sad, beautiful song to me.
Falling Slowly (Glen Hansard/Marketa Irglova)
I don’t know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can’t react
And games that never amount
To more than they’re meant
Will play themselves out
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We’ve still got time
Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice
You’ve made it now
Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can’t go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I’m painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It’s time that you won
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We’ve still got time
Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice
You’ve made it now
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We’ve still got time
Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice
You’ve made it now
Falling slowly, sing your melody
I’ll sing along
Alicia Ross (Kathleen Edwards)
I am a girl with a forgettable face
No matter my colour, no matter my name
At work there is a boy and he treats me well
My old friends from high school,
I see them around
August is here I can’t believe how fast
Soon there will be winter and snow on the ground
Maybe by then I could get my own place
Closer to the city, if that’s ok.
But Mamma, can you hear me?
As I dragged on my day’s last cigarette
He pulled me so hard off my
Very own back door steps
And he laid me in his garden
All the years I’ve watched him tend
And then he took me, Mamma
So I could never tell you about it.
Inside of this moment
There are things I wish I could know
Like my ring size, your ring size,
And the hour I was born
My dad’s middle name, your favorite song
Was your darkest day as dark as this one?
Mamma, can you hear me?
As I dragged on my day’s last cigarette
He pulled me so hard off my
Very own back door steps
And he laid me in his garden
All the years I’ve watched him tend
He took me, Mamma
So I could never tell you about it
Now I’m a girl whose face they’ll never forget
~ ...and all the demons are saints, and the saints I'll never trust...~ Blue Rodeo - "Graveyard"
~...Had a dream where everybody looked like someone else, and the farthest I could get from was the closest to myself...~ Men Without Hats - "Sideways"