Lyrics Quotes - Page 8

Besides this I place another equally obvious confirmation of my view that opera is based on the same principles as our Alexandrian culture. Opera is the birth of the theoretical man, the critical layman, not of the artist: one of the most surprising facts in the history of all the arts. It was the demand of throughly unmusical hearers that before everything else the words must be understood, so that according to them a rebirth of music is to be expected only when some mode of singing has been discovered in which textword lords it over counterpoint like master over servant: For the words, it is argued, are as much nobler than the accompanying harmonic system as the soul is nobler than the body.

Friedrich Nietzsche

I couldn't resist him, his eyes were like yours, his hair was exactly the shade of brown.He's just not as tall, but I couldn't tell, it was dark and I was lying down.

If you're looking to get silly, you better go back to from where you came. because the cops don't need you and man they expect the same.

Bob Dylan

There ain't no money in poetry, that's what keeps the poet free. I've had all the freedom I can stand.

Guy Clark

You can't take the sky from me.

I visit you in my dreams and you talk to me in songs. Each sentence is a bridge taking me closer to the city that you are.

With the rumble of the waterfall in the distance, I slipped into sleep and dreamed of a red-haired girl holding a posy of white flowers. The words of Mr. Noyes's poem crept from the pages of my picture book and tiptoed into my mind. "Then you blow your magic vial, / Shape it like a crescent moon, / Set it up and make your trial, / Singing, 'Fairies, ah, come soon!

I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours

Bob Dylan

Millions cheer the warriorspilling blood across the ringwhile the one who stands for peaceis ridiculed and shamed.Must hearts forever sufferfrom ignorance and greed?Can bombs heal our soulsor set our spirits free?

Aberjhani

Pay to go inside Neruda's homeA body lies there with no dome.But right there in the front hallLean a fairy against the icy wall.Oh Endless enigmas had the bard!Nice and large and calm backyardEnds In the middle of a rare roomRare portrait of revelishing gloom.Up climbing at the weird snail stairDoes make you grasp for some air.And there's a room with bric-a-brac:Old and precious books all in a pack.Dare saying what I liked most of all?Enjoyed seeing visitors having a ball!

Ana Claudia Antunes

With the world's fate resting on your shoulder - you're gonna need someone on your side.You can't do it by yourself any longer - you're gonna need someone on your side.

Morrissey

Once I realize that the tune I’m whistling in my head is the theme that’s driving my heart, I suddenly realize that the most important question I can ask is, “What are the lyrics?

Craig D. Lounsbrough

I could crawl inside the lyrics and know each note intimately. They would claw at my soul, until I could no longer fight the emotions that took me to a place I couldn't experience. But, it was the possibility that made every verse a heart filled prediction and every beat a direction to follow.

Shannon L. Alder

I just want to be someone, to mean something to anyone…

Charlotte Eriksson

With no reason to hide these words I feel, and no reason to talk about the books I read, but still, I do.

Morrissey

While you’re singing something romantic, I can’t get the lyrics to ‘Love and Marriage’ out of my head, and that tune always reminds me of the jingle from Jeopardy.

E.A. Bucchianeri

My melon soulCrushed by your Gallagher of apathy

While you’re singing something romantic, I can’t get the lyrics to ‘Love and Marriage’ out of my head, and that tune always reminds me of the jingle from Jeopardy.

E.A. Bucchianeri

My melon soulCrushed by your Gallagher of apathy

God, come down, if you're really there -Well, you're the one who claims to care!

Morrissey

Music is the beat of a drum that keeps time with our emotions.

Shannon L. Alder

Your faith was strong, but you needed proof...

Our CrossOur little circle hides in the mind,It's difficult to miss but hard to find,It goes unspoken but yet it speaks,From backward years to forward weeks,We can't forget but why even try,Two of a kind doesn't know goodbye,It's a silent question that God won't share,A breeze we feel but seems unfair,Distant, rare but only madness can see,It's something deeper than any infinity,Because we walk this parallel path up and down,There is no circle to hold us circus clowns,So let's give it a symbol and label it a loss,We will remember it always as we carry our cross.

Shannon L. Alder

If I knew what to doI'd do more than write a song for you

You ask me why I don't speakNot a word at willBut write so much worth well over a mill'Well I value words like I value kissesA sober one, a closer one penetrates the heartDarling it's how it mends it

There have been times I've felt so much art in my soul I grew sick of artists.

One difference between poetry and lyrics is that lyrics sort of fade into the background. They fade on the page and live on the stage when set to music.

Stephen Sondheim

Anger's like a battery that leaks acid right out of meAnd it starts from the heart 'til it reaches my outer me

A poet should be so crafty with words that he is envied even for his pains.

Maybe you'll change Abandon all your wicked waysMake amends and start anew againMaybe you'll seeAll the wrongs you did to meAnd start all over, start all over again.Who am i kidding?Now, lets not get overzealous hereYoure always been a huge piece of shitIf i could kill you i wouldBut it's frowned upon in all fifty statesHaving said that, burn in Hell.

Your life is a movie. You are the main character. You say your scripts and act to your lines. Of course you do your lines in each scene. There is a hidden camera and a director who you can ask for help anytime up above.

Diana Rose Morcilla

But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying,If I am dead, as dead I well may be,You'll come and find the place where I am lying,And kneel and say Ave there for me,And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me,And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be,For you will bend and tell me that you love me,And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me

Frederick Weatherly

I find peace when I'm confused, I find hope when I'm let down, not in me but in you.

In starlit nights I saw you,So cruelly you kissed me.Your lips a magic world,Your sky all hung with jewels.The killing moonWill come too soon.

Echo and the Bunnymen

Music is the secret language that effortlessly connects our bodies, our minds, and our souls. I’m addicted to the lyrics— they speak to me in a way only he and I will understand. So, until it’s safe to speak my mind, I’ll speak to him through lyrics. I’m addicted to him. He’s a song I never want to end.

My task is set before me, girl My mission clear and true There’ll be black knights and dragons, girl But I will always come for you…

A steampunk nationBaby pollution rises up then the loving comes arraigning 'causeOur art's official and only partially artificialAnd our heart's in the middle of sharp hardened shards of metal butThere's not where it settlesBecause it's beating to the steaming of God's hottest pot or kettleAnd now we face it, this creation we made toTo save our craving for a synthetic rebelnation it'sOur safeway they make into a pathetic revelationIn our steampunk nationOur steampunk nation

From time to timeI once wondered how one wanders from time to timeAnd think up the paradox lineSpeak of Epoch's crimeOh I lied, it hasn't happened yetBut bet you better believe it's such a habit thatI just said that in a past mindset

But I know just what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head, like a face that I hold inside, face that awakes when I close my eyes, face that watches everytime I lie, face that laughs everytime I fall. (It watches EVERYTHING) ... But the face inside is hearing me, right beneath my skin.

You're so easy to read but the book is boring me.

The best ideas will eat at you for days, maybe even weeks, until something, some incident, some impulse, triggers you to finally express them.

It begins in the heart...and it hurts when it's true.It only hurts because it's true.

Morrissey

To me you are a work of art, and I would give you my heart - that's if I had one.

Morrissey

I don't mind if you forget me.Having learned my lesson,I never left an impression on anyone.

Morrissey

Rejection is one thing - but rejection from a fool is cruel.

Morrissey

I am human and I need to be loved,just like everybody else does.

Morrissey

You're not right in the head, and nor am I, and this is why....this is why I like you.

Morrissey

I still don't belong to anyone - I am mine.

Morrissey

Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me.No hope, no harm; just another false alarm

Morrissey

Life is a journey, not a destination; there are no mistakes, just chances we've taken.

As the smoke clears,I awaken,And untangle you from me.Would it make you feel betterTo watch me, while I bleed?All my windows still are broken,But I'm standing on my feet.

Skies are crying,I am watching,Catching teardrops in my hands.Only silence, as it's ending,Like we never had a chance.Do you have to make me feelLike there's nothing left of me?

He not busy being born is busy dying.

Bob Dylan

I was wasting my time, praying for love.For a love that never comes, from someone who does not exist.

Morrissey

There's so much destruction all over the world - and all you can do is complain about ME!

Morrissey

Now this might disturb you, but I find I'm OK by myself;and I don't need you or your benevolence to make sense.

Morrissey

I think there is a song out there to describe just about any situation.

I can chase you, and I can catch you,but there is nothing I can do to make you mine.

Morrissey

Don't leave it all unsaid,somewhere in the wasteland of your head.

Morrissey

I once had a dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events some of those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken.But I didn't really mind, because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is.

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