Lyrics Quotes - Page 8

Which one of us, went and fucked up?

Am I the only onewishing life away?Never caught up in the momentbusy begging the past to stayMemories painted with much brighter ink;they tell me I loved, teach me how to think.

Too much of anything can make you sick,even the good can be a curse - Cheryl Cole

It starts off like climbing a tree or solving a puzzle - poetry, if nothing else, is just fun to write. But deeper into each and every piece, you no longer hesitate to call it work. It's passion. A poet's sense of lyrical accomplishment is then his food and water, his means of survival.

Music replays the past memories, awaken our forgotten worlds and make our minds travel.

Beauty walks a razors edge, someday I'll make it mine.

It was in love I was created, and in love is how I hope I die

I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar.

So, you can make me come, that doesn't make you Jesus.

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

Tell me all of the things that make you feel at ease

Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you've got till it's gone.

The words we construct, the poems we write and the songs we sing, become the love story of a stranger we have never seen.

I wish I knew what it was like, to find a place where I belong.

Am I the reason you breatheOr am I the reason you cry?

JAMIE'S SONG 'Million Years/Billion Deaths':Every beat of my heart says,‘Who’d wanna be a heart?’Every cell in my body,Wants to split apart.Though I know I have to be strong.And I’m sure I won’t have to wait long.But when each day lasts forever,And when every night lasts much longer,Tell me how am I supposed to go on?But if each moment with you,Lasts as long as these lonely nights do,Then I’d wait a million years for you.Yes, I’ll wait a million years for you.And I’ll die a billion deaths to get to you.To get to you…Every breath I take whispers,‘Who’d wanna be in love?’Every vein in my body,Has bled dry, my love.Though I know I have to be strong.And I’m sure I won’t have to wait long.But when each day lasts forever,And when every night lasts much longer,Tell me how am I supposed to go on?But if each moment with you,Lasts as long as these lonely nights do,Then I’d wait a million years for you.Yes, I’ll wait a million years for you.And I’ll die a billion deaths to get to you.To get to you…

I will never let you fallI'll stand up with you foreverI'll be there for you through it allEven if saving you sends me to heaven

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

You say: 'Oh, please forgive'You say: 'Oh, live and let live.'But sorry doesn't help us.Sorry will not save us.Sorry is just a word you find so easy to say (so you say it anyway).Sorry doesn't help us.Sorry won't protect us.Sorry won't undo all the good gone wrong.

Fate, up against your

The heart of a woman will never be found in the arms of a man.

I'm sorry for breaking down when I should've been stitching myself back up

We should get jerseys, cause we make a good team; but yours would look better than mine, cause you're outta my league.

Chance is your godThough you're falling free you will land hard

Got your fingerprints as evidence all on my bodyPut your right hand on the book and you were found guiltyI can’t wait forever but that’s how it’s gonna beFor me they’ll never beCase Closed

Come on you target for faraway laughter. Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!

Well I'll be waiting for a long, long time in the line which is your arms.

And I have to speculate that God himself did make us into corresponding shapes, like puzzle pieces from the clay.

Do you really enjoy living a life that's so hateful? 'Cause there's a hole where your soul should be, you're losing control of it, and it's really distasteful.

Wake me up from this dream and tell me. Things aren't as bad as they seem.

I'd like to hold you in the mountains, like to kiss you by the sea. Take you far, far from here to a place where you feel free. Cause we are safe, we are true, we are going to make it through. Crashing worlds, falling stars, breaking all of who we are- I want infinity with you.

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

When you sleepI will creepInto your thoughtsLike a bad debtThat you can't payTake the easy wayand give in!

And my head told my heart"Let love grow"But my heart told my head"This time noThis time no

If we climb this high I swear we'll never die.

This particular song’s just something that’s been floating around inside me for a long time,” Tate went on. “Is she the one who got away? Yeah. She is. But it’s because she got away that I—that we,” he clarified, “are all here now.” “How do you mean?” the interviewer asked. Tate was silent for several heartbeats, then said, “When I met her, I was playing ball. She knew I wasn’t that good. But she also saw a talent in me I didn’t even know I had. She’s the one who encouraged my music. I lost her after that summer, but it’s because I lost her that Kendrick was even formed. So yeah, she is ‘Everything.’ She’s everything I have and everything I’m missing.” “Would it be safe to assume you work as hard as you do because you’re trying to prove to her what she’s missing?” the interviewer asked. “No,” Tate answered. “Not really.” “That’s a load of crap,” someone muttered in the background. “Okay,” Tate said louder. “Maybe it’s a little true. Did I hope she’d one day hear one of these songs about her and call me up? Sure. I think that’s the whole point of tracks like this. That there’s hope. I mean, that’s what life’s really about, right? Without hope, what the hell does a person have?”“A lot of”—BEEP—“ing fun,” Jace interjected.

And it was darkSo dark at nightAnd we held on to each otherLike brother to brotherWe promised our mothers we'd writeAnd we would all go down together

Easy come, easy go,That's just how you live, oh,Take, take, take it all,But you never give.Should've known you was troubleFrom the first kiss,Had your eyes wide open.Why were they open?Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash,You tossed it in the trash, you did.To give me all your love is all I ever asked, 'causeWhat you don't understand isI'd catch a grenade for yaThrow my hand on a blade for yaI'd jump in front of a train for ya You know I'd do anything for yaOh, oh, I would go through all of this pain,Take a bullet straight through my brain!Yes, I would die for ya, baby,But you won't do the same.

I took off my glasses while you were yelling at me once more than once so as not to see you see me react. Should've put 'em, should've put 'em on againso I could see you see me sincerely yelling back.

It's under my skin but out of my hands (Tears for Fears - Womain in Chains, 1992)

When the weather's rough and it's whiskey in the rain it's best to wrap your savior up in cellophane.

Who are you?Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them?I have. I am fucking crazy.But I am free.

Then his voice resonates over the speakers again. 'A good friend helped me find these lyrics again, and I told her if she ever fell, I'd be there to catch her. She told me if I ever sang this song like I just did, it'd be a success. Well, I'm keeping up my end of the deal.

The heart has a heart of its own.

If there's a new way,I'll be the first in line.But, it better work this time.

I'm a peasantI'm the muzhikA pest you're destined to play the musicAnd yes it's pleasant to say it's beauty I'mIndebted to rest respecting it truly

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

I used to dream, and I used to vow;I wouldn't dream of it now.

It’s not just all physicalI’m the type who will get oh so critical

How strange it is to be anything at all.

You choke my throatWith words of wonderYou make it hard to breatheYour love's so coldJust like an arrowPierced through my skin I bleed

There comes a time when you swim or sink so I jumped in the drink 'cause I couldn't make myself clear. Maybe I wrote in invisible ink, oh I've tried to think how I could've made it appear.

His mindIt says survival of the fittest butHis soulRevival of the idiotsSo good riddance, dancing

[ELIZA]You and your words flooded my senses, your sentences left me defenseless. You built me palaces out of paragraphs, you built cathedrals.

We don't want to give people straight answers. We'd rather they question things for themselves.

The more I live, the more I learn. The more I learn, the more I realize, the less I know.

The extent of creativity to which I admire in an individual is his ability to be richly creative while still, in a way, telling the truth. It is the fool who creates only his own lies, and the bore who simply repeats what he is told.

Anything you say can and will be used against you, so only say my name.

It's been the longest timeSince I've been in this place,Where I spend my whole dayHoping I'll see your face.Then I script things to say,And maybe what you'd say back.You don't know it yet,But, girl, it's a factThat I can see us Staying up late,Talking all night,But I guess I'll have to wait.'Cause it's brand-new,Yeah, I know we just met. I want to be there with you, But not just yet.Girl, you've got that look,Like you're hard to impress.So I'm bumbling with words,'Cause my mind is a mess.You were out of the blueAnd you caught me by surprise,With a slight smile, that long stare,And a challenge in your eyesI could feel all thisIn that single look,Like you could see my soul.You could read me like a book,And I think it's something.Though I know we just met,I'm gonna get there with you.You just don't know it ... yet.

We decided to leave early, you wouldn't want to be there in the end, when the lights came on. You'd never sit down in here again. In a depressing shuffle we pushed to the door, now it was good to get up and out, while it was still a black hole, warm, and smokey, full of possibilities...