Song Lyrics Quotes

“If the bombs go off the sun will still be shining, because I've heard it said that
every mushroom cloud has a silver lining.”
― Adam Young Owl City Cave In

“And each one there has one thing shared;
They have sweated beneath the same sun,
Look up in wonder at the same moon,
And wept when it was all done,
For being done too soon.”
― Neil Diamond

“It's these little things, they can pull you under
Live your life filled with joy and wonder
I always knew this altogether thunder
Was lost in our little lives”
― R.E.M Sweetness Follows

“Been a long road to follow
Been there and one tomorrow
Without saying goodbye to yesterday
Are the memories I hold
Still valid?
Or have the tears deluded them..
Something somewhere out there
Is calling...
Zero Gravity,
What's it like?

Is somebody there
Beyond these heavy aching feet?
Am I going home?
Will I hear someone?
Singin solace to the silent moon
Still the road keeps on telling me
To go on...

Something is pulling me,
I feel the gravity
Of it all.”
― Maaya Sakamoto

“I wanna be the girl with the most cake.”
― Courtney Love

“Ascend, may you find so resistance
Just know that you made such a difference
All you leave behind will live to the end
The cycle of suffering goes on
But memories of you stay strong
Some day I too will fly and find you again”
― Alter Bridge, Alter Bridge - One Day Remains

“East Side, West Side, all around the town,
The tots sang "Ring-a-rosie, London Bridge is falling Down;
Boys and Girls together, me and Mamie O'Rorke,
Tripped the light fantastic on the sidewalks of New York.”
― james w. blake

“She's sweet on Wagner.
I think she'd die for Beethoven.
she loves the way Puccini lays down a tune,
and Verdi's always creeping from her room.”
― Electric Light Orchestra, ELO Classics

“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, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly

“It’s true—there are only, like, two songs about rainbows, including that one. He should be asking why there are so few songs about rainbows.”
― Cheryl Cory, Must've Done Something Good

“Our Cross

Our 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

“You can go a hundred miles a second
Don't have to drive no lousy cab
Got everything you want and more man
And the King picks up the tab
You walk around on streets of gold all day
And you never have to listen
To what these customers say and I know...”
― marc cohn

“Put some fiddle in the middle, it'll make it better. Warm your heart like an old love letter. Make you feel like the day you met her.”
― Kevin Dalton - Faubush Hill

“Even if the weather’s nice I don’t feel nice
It seems like the weather’s mocking me
I fall into a situation where
I can’t deal with the anger and I struggle
The world apart from me is running fine
You’re living well
It’s not fair, this isn’t fair
I feel like people walking past me think I’m pitiful
I can’t do anything right”
― Hyuna, Métropolitain

“There's a stranger in a car
Driving down your street
Acts like he knows who you are
Slaps his hand on the empty seat and says
"Are you gonna get in
Or are you gonna stay out?"
Just a stranger in a car
Might be the one they told you about

Well you never were one for cautiousness
You open the door
He gives you a tender kiss
And you can't even hear them no more --
All the voices of choices
Now only one road remains
And strangers in a car
Two hearts
Two souls
Tonight
Two lanes

You don't know where you're goin'
You don't know what you're doin'
Hell it might be the highway to heaven
And it might be the road to ruin
But this is a song
For strangers in a car
Baby maybe that's all
We really are
Strangers in a car
(Driving down your street)
Just strangers in a car
(Driving down your street)
Strangers in a car”
― Marc Cohn

“I’m a fool with a size one head/
I’ll change this heart of mine/
This time, this time”
― Richard Thompson

“Just like how countless stars did,
always in the same spot
you will shine brightly on your own.”
― DO Kyungsoo

“Je kust me
Je sust me
Omhelst me
Gerust me
Je vangt me
Verlangt me
Oneindig, ontbangt me
Je roept me
Je hoort me
Je redt en verstoort me
Gelooft me,
Berooft me
Verstikt en verdooft me

Je ademt en leeft me
Siddert en beeft me
Vertrouwt me
Beschouwt me als mens
En weerhoudt me
Van bozige dromen
Die op komen dagen
De eenzame vragen van eindig geluk

Met je krullen als nacht
Hoe je praat, hoe je lacht
Hoe je stem zo dichtbij als een engel verzacht
In mijn dromen doorstromen
Oneindige leegtes
Je remt me
Je temt me
Je roert en beweegt me

Ik mis je
Ik mis je
Ik grijp je
Ik gris je
Ik wil je
Bespeel je
Ik roer en beveel je
Om bij me te blijven
In donkere nachten
Om niet meer te smachten naar jou

Laat me los
Ik moet nu alleen
En houdt me vast als het nodig is
In gedachten
Ik zoek je in alles om me heen
Maar al denk ik soms dat het zo beter is
Kan ik het niet helpen dat ik je soms mis

Ik smoor je
Bevroor je
Verlos, en verloor je
Weg naar een andere plek maar ik hoor je
Omarm je
Verwarm je
Ik zie je en voel je
Ik aai je
Ik streel je
Ik knuffel en kroel je

Je rijpt me
Begrijpt me
Verwart en misleidt me
Het schrikt me soms af
Hoeveel ik op je lijk nu

Mijn glimlach
Mijn tranen
Mijn liefde
Mijn beleven
Het spijt me van alles
Kom help en bevrijd me

En laat me los
Ik kan het alleen
Maar houd me vast als het nodig is
In gedachten
En ik vind je in alles om me heen

Maar al denk ik soms dat het zo beter is
Kan ik het niet helpen dat ik je mis

Ik kus je
Ik sus je
Ik doof en ik blus je
Je blijft heel dichtbij me
Maar in mijn hoofd rust je”
― Maaike Ouboter

“Where flowers bloom
And leaves are ever green
Fortune’s winds are shifting
By fairy touch unseen
—Folk song”
― Rowenna Miller, The Fairy Bargains of Prospect Hill

“Hollywood Seven"

"She came in one night from Omaha, worn out
She never could sleep on trains, took the bus to Hollywood
Lookin' for a room in the pourin' rain
With hair so blonde and eyes so brown
She thought she'd take this town and turn it upside down

And me, I was livin' in a hotel just off Sunset
She moved in across the hall
And she said she'd be a movie star
And waited every mornin' for a call
So I asked her in just to have a little drink, but she hardly had the time
A call might come tomorrow, she got to learn her lines

On Hollywood Seven, rooms to rent, till your name goes up in lights
Hollywood Seven, dream your dream - seven bucks a night

And then the months went by without a job
The money that she saved was nearly spent
So she started bringin' strangers home
Just tryin' to find a way to pay the rent
And she'd sit down and drink my coffee, got nothin' much to say
Just busy rehearsin' in her mind the scene she'd never play

On Hollywood Seven, rooms to rent, till your name goes up in lights
Hollywood Seven, dream your dreams for seven bucks a night

I found her there one mornin'
She didn't come for coffee when I called
She'd gone and brought the wrong one home this time
There were crazy lipstick marks all over the wall
Now she's goin' back to Omaha but not the way she'd planned
There'll be no crowd to cheer her on, no welcome home, no band

On Hollywood Seven, rooms to rent, till your name goes up in lights
Hollywood Seven, dream your dream for seven bucks a night

She came in one night from Syracuse, tired from sleepin' on the plane
Took a cab to Hollywood, dreamin' of the lights, that would spell her name
So I watched her take the lease on the empty room across the hall
Wakin' up every mornin', waitin' for that call

On Hollywood Seven, rooms to rent, till your name goes up in lights
Hollywood Seven, dreamin' your dream - seven bucks a night
On Hollywood Seven, dreams to rent, till your name goes up in lights
Hollywood Seven, pay your dues - seven bucks a night”
― Harry Lloyd, Gloria Sklerov

“Six Ribbons"

" If I were a minstrel I'd sing you six love songs
To tell the whole world of the love that we share
If I were a merchant I'd bring you six diamonds
With six blood red roses for my love to wear
But I am a simple man, a poor common farmer
So take my six ribbons to tie back your hair

If I were a nobleman I'd bring you six carriages
And six snow white horses to take you anywhere
If I were the emperor I'd build you six palaces
With six hundred servants for comforting fare
But I am a simple man, a poor common farmer
So take my six ribbons to tie back your hair

If I were a minstrel I'd sing you six love songs
To tell the whole world of the love that we share
So be not afraid love, you're never alone love
While you wear my ribbons to tie back your hair
Once I was a simple man, a poor common farmer
I gave you six ribbons to tie back your hair”
― Jon English

“Are You the One That I've Been Waiting For?"

"I felt you coming girl, as you drew near
I knew you'd find me, 'cause I longed you here
Are you my destiny?
Is this how you'll appear?
Wrapped in a coat with the tears in your eyes?
Well take that coat babe, and throw it on the floor
Are you the one that I've been waiting for?

As you've been moving surely toward me
My soul has comforted and assured me
That in time my heart it will reward me
And that all will be revealed
So I've sat and I've watched an ice-age thaw
Are you the one that I've been waiting for?

Out of sorrow, entire worlds have been built
Out of longing great wonders have been willed
They're only little tears, darling, let them spill
And lay your head upon my shoulder
Outside my window the world has gone to war
Are you the one that I've been waiting for?

Oh we will know, won't we?
The stars will explode in the sky
But they don't, do they?
Stars have their moment and then they die

There's a man who spoke wonders, though I've never met him
He said, "He who seeks finds and who knocks will be let in"
I think of you in motion and just how close you are getting
And how every little thing anticipates you
All down my veins my heart-strings call
Are you the one that I've been waiting for?
Are you the one that I've been waiting for?”
― Nick Cave

“Thomas Muir of Huntershill"

"My name is Thomas Muir as a lawyer, i was trained
But you've branded me an outlaw, for sedition I'm arraigned
But I never preached sedition in any shape or form
And against the constitution, I have never raised a storm
It's the scoundrels who've corrupted it that I want to reform

M'lord, you found me guilty before the trial began
And the jury that you've picked are Tory placemen to a man
Yet here I stand for judgement unafraid what may befall
Though your spies were in my parish Kirk and in my father's hall
Not one of them can testify I ever broke a law

Yes, I spoke to Paisley weavers and addressed the city's youth
For neither age nor class should be a barrier to the truth
M'lord, you may chastise them with your vitriolic tongue
You say that books are dangerous to those I moved among
But the future of our land is with the workers and the young

Members of the jury, it's not me who's being tried
200 years in future they will mind what you decide
You may send me to Van Dieman's Land or clap me in the jail
Grant me death or grant me liberty my spirit will not fail
For my cause it is a just one and my cause it will prevail

With quiet words and dignity Muir led his own defence
He appeared completely blameless to those with common sense
When he had finished speaking the courtroom rang with cheers
Lord Braxfield said, "This outburst just confirms our greatest fears"
And he sentenced Thomas Muir to be transported 14 years

Gerrard, Palmer, Skirving, Thomas Muir and Margarot
These are names that every Scottish man and woman ought to know
When you're called for jury service, when your name is drawn by lot
When you vote in an election when you freely voice your thought
Don't take these things for granted, for dearly were they bought”
― Adam McNaughton

“Feeling Good"

"Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on by you know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good

Fish in the sea you know how I feel
River running free you know how I feel
Blossom on the tree you know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good

Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don't you know
Butterflies all havin' fun you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when day is done
That's what I mean
And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me
Ah for me

Stars when you shine you know how I feel
Scent of the pine you know how I feel
Oh freedom is mine
And I know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
It's a new life for me
And I'm feeling good
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling so good
I feel so good”
― Anthony Newley and Leslie Bricusse

“HARD SUN"

"When I walk beside her, I am the better man
When I look to leave her, I always stagger back again
Once I built an ivory tower, so I could worship from above
When I climbed down to be set free, she took me in again

There's a big, a big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In the big hard world

When she comes to greet me she is mercy at my feet
And when I see her bitter charm, she just throws it back at me
Once I dug an early grave to find a better land
She just smiled and laughed at me, and took her blues back again

There's a big, a big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In the big hard world

When I go to cross that river, she is comfort by my side
When I try to understand, she just opens up her hands

There's a big, a big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In the big hard world

Once I stood to lose her when I saw what I had done
Bowed down and threw away the hours of her garden and her sun
So I tried to warn her, I turned to see her weep
40 days and 40 nights, and it's still coming down on me

There's a big, a big hard sun
Beating on the big people
In a big hard world”
― Gordon Peterson

“Under African Skies"

"Joseph's face was black as night
The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes
His path was marked
By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere
And he walked his days
Under African skies

This is the story of how we begin to remember
This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein
After the dream of falling and calling your name out
These are the roots of rhythm
And the roots of rhythm remain

In early memory
Mission music
Was ringing 'round my nursery door
I said take this child, Lord
From Tucson Arizona
Give her the wings to fly through harmony
And she won't bother you no more

This is the story of how we begin to remember
This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein
After the dream of falling and calling your name out
These are the roots of rhythm
And the roots of rhythm remain

Joseph's face was as black as the night
And the pale yellow moon shone in his eyes
His path was marked
By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere
And he walked the length of his days
Under African skies”
― Paul Simon

“Everyone is better than me./lyrics that I relate to.”
― me

“We watched the tragedy unfold
We did as we were told, bought and sold
It was the greatest show on Earth
But then it was over
We oohed and ahhed, we drove our racing cars
We ate our last few jars of caviar
And somewhere out there in the stars
A keen-eyed lookout spied a flickering light
Our last hurrah
And when they found our shadows
Grouped 'round the TV sets
They ran down every lead
They repeated every test
They checked out all the data on their list
And then the alien anthropologists
Admitted they were still perplexed
But on eliminating every other reason
For our sad demise
They logged the only explanation left
This species has amused itself to death
No tears to cry
No feelings left
This species has amused itself to death
Amused itself to death”
― Roger Waters, Roger Waters - Amused to Death

“Hammer To Fall"

"Here we stand or here we fall
History won't care at all
Make the bed, light the light
Lady Mercy won't be home tonight

You don't waste no time at all
Don't hear the bell, but you answer the call
It comes to you as to us all
We're just waiting for the hammer to fall

Oh, every night and every day
A little piece of you is falling away
But lift your face the western way
Build your muscles as your body decays

Toe your line and play their game
Let the anaesthetic cover it all
'Til one day they call your name
You know it's time for the hammer to fall

Rich or poor or famous
For your truth it's all the same
Lock your door, the rain is pouring
Through your window pane
Baby, now your struggles
All in vain

For we who grew up tall and proud
In the shadow of the mushroom cloud
Convinced our voices can't be heard
We just wanna scream it louder and louder and louder
What the hell we fighting for?
Just surrender and it won't hurt at all
Just got time to say your prayers
While you're waiting for the hammer to, hammer to fall”
― Brian May

“Streets Of London"

"Have you seen the old man
In the closed down market
Kicking up the papers
With his worn out shoes?

In his eyes, you see no pride
Hand held loosely at his side
Yesterday's paper
Telling yesterday's news

So, how can you tell me you're lonely
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of London
Show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair
And her clothes in rags?

She's no time for talking
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home
In two carrier bags

So, how can you tell me you're lonely
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of London
Show you something to make you change your mind

In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven
Same old man
Sitting there on his own

Looking at the world
Over the rim of his tea cup
Each tea lasts an hour
And he wanders home alone

So, how can you tell me you're lonely?
Don't say for you that the sun don't shine
Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of London
Show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman's mission
Memory fading with
The medal ribbons that he wears?

In our winter city
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn't care

So, how can you tell me you're lonely
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind”
― Ralph McTell