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11-21-2012, 11:24 AM
|  | Registered User | | Join Date: Jun 2007 Location: Takoma Park, MD (DC) | | | Here's another. When I first heard this song, I was having a very intense, difficult personal struggle with my religious beliefs, and I think these lyrics catured it perfectly:
Is it this place that makes me fall from you?
Forget the words that once rang so true
Did we expect that life was ever fair? My God -
I sowed a field of rose and reaped a whipping rod
And all the things I held too tight inside
Could make a part of me die
And if my lips could only speak the words
The dam would break
What is this ice that gathers 'round my heart?
Stops the flood of warmth before it even starts
It could make me blind to what I thought would always be
The only constant in the world for me
And every hour, of every day, I need to
Fight from pulling away
And if my lips could only speak the words
The dam would break
~ Toad the Wet Sprocket | 
11-21-2012, 11:25 AM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: 53.0000° N / 71.0000° W | | | The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And everyday the paperboy brings more
Pink Floyd—absolutely brilliant!
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11-21-2012, 02:13 PM
| | | | My favorite for many, many years was from Van Morrison's Brown Eyed Girl.
"Gunning down the old man with a transistor radio."
I was crushed when I found out the real lyric was "Going down the old mine with a transitor radio." The wrong lyric is soooo much better. | 
11-21-2012, 02:37 PM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Jul 2009 Location: Your location can be this long | | | "Oh, how you were my hero
Oh, but now you're never here though"
- Glasvegas, Daddy's Gone
"A-well-a, everybody's heard about the bird
Bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, well, the bird is the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, well, the bird is the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, well, the bird is the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, b-bird's the word"
- The Trashmen, Surfin' Bird
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11-21-2012, 02:51 PM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: NET | | | "Leave me something so I won't forget,
more than a nick or a scratch,
to remind me that in you I met,
in you I met my match.
Nothing on the surface,
I don't want it to show.
Something I can hide inside
so only you and I will know.
You know I'd do the same for you -
leave me scarred for life.
And if we never meet again,
for all the time we spent,
leave me with a tender spot,
something permanent."
- Peter Blegvad
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11-21-2012, 02:55 PM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: May 2005 Location: Franklin, NC | | | Every drop of flame
Lights a candle in
The memory of the one
Who lived inside my skin
Shadow on the Sun - Audioslave
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11-21-2012, 02:56 PM
|  | Registered User | | Join Date: Jun 2012 Location: Sydney, Australia | | | 'Why ask your head when your hips are swinging' | 
11-21-2012, 03:07 PM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: Milwaukee, WI | | | Today I've been rocking to:
It's gonna take more than a break in the law
To make me smile pretty for the wreckin' ball
Skid Row | 
11-21-2012, 03:37 PM
|  | Am I on time? | | Join Date: Jul 2007 Location: WA State | | | What do you mean I ain't kind?
Just not your kind
Megadeth
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Carvin #18 In Loving Memory of my wife April Allison 1963-2010 | 
11-21-2012, 03:48 PM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Jun 2002 Location: Tempe, Arizona, USA | | | In the land of the free
And the not-so-often brave
There's both love and money
Now choose which you will save
-Joe Jackson
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11-21-2012, 04:00 PM
|  | lovable rascal | | Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: raleigh, nc | | | i never ever sweated for the fortune and fame game.
nevertheless, im flying down the left lane.
house that peterbuilt, clutch
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11-21-2012, 04:58 PM
| | | | Anything ever written by Declan Mcmanus (Elvis Costello) | 
11-21-2012, 06:03 PM
|  | There are some who call me.......Sactobass | | Join Date: Jul 2009 Location: Sacramento California | | | A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace,
And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace,
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar,
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour.
CLOSE TO THE EDGE - YES
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"Too much of a good thing.......can be wonderful!" - Mae West
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11-21-2012, 06:06 PM
|  | There are some who call me.......Sactobass | | Join Date: Jul 2009 Location: Sacramento California | | | Another favorite of mine:
Everybody seems to think I'm lazy
I don't mind, I think they're crazy
Running everywhere at such a speed
Till they find there's no need
I'M ONLY SLEEPING - THE BEATLES
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"Too much of a good thing.......can be wonderful!" - Mae West
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11-21-2012, 06:10 PM
|  | There are some who call me.......Sactobass | | Join Date: Jul 2009 Location: Sacramento California | | | And the lyrics that I think best describe me:
No his mind is not for rent
To any god or government
TOM SAWYER - RUSH
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"Too much of a good thing.......can be wonderful!" - Mae West
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11-21-2012, 06:28 PM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Jun 2009 Location: S.W. Ohio | | | A good subthread of this could center just on stuff from Dylan or Ray Davies. Talk about clever lyricists... Tom Waits, Kris Kristofferson, tons of 'em. | 
11-21-2012, 06:40 PM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Aug 2008 Location: New Castle, PA | | | Hello you straight-laced lady,
dressed in white but your shoes aren't clean.
Painted them up with polish
in the hope we can't see where you've been.
Sossity, You're a Woman
The Poet and the Painter casting shadows on the water
as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea.
The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other
as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed.
The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling
but the master of the house is far away.
The horses stamping, their warm breath clouding
in the sharp and frosty morning of the day.
And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword.
And the youngest of the family is moving with authority.
Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside.
The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river
where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
the builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
and contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need.
The young men of the household have all gone into service
and are not to be expected for a year.
The innocent young master - thoughts moving ever faster -
has formed the plan to change the man he seems.
And the poet sheaths his pen while the soldier lifts his sword.
And the oldest of the family is moving with authority.
Coming from across the sea, he challenges the son who puts him to the run.
Thick As A Brick
Jethro Tull
Jethro Tull | 
11-21-2012, 06:44 PM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Aug 2008 Location: New Castle, PA | | | My grip is surely slipping
I think I've lost my hold
Yes, I think I've lost my hold
I cannot get insurance anymore
They don't take credit, only gold
Is that a dagger or a crucifix I see
You hold so tightly in your hand
And all the while the distance grows between you and me
I do not understand
Blood Of Eden
Peter Gabriel | 
11-21-2012, 06:51 PM
| | Registered User | | Join Date: Oct 2012 Location: Brisbane, Australia | | | And while the Pope owns 51% of General Motors
And the stock exchange is the only thing he's qualified to quote us
George Harrison - Awaiting On You All
I always liked that line. | 
11-21-2012, 07:07 PM
|  | The faithful live Awake ... the rest remain misled | | Join Date: Jan 2009 Location: West Fargo, ND | | | All I want is the same as everyone
Why am I here, and for how long
And I raise my head and stare
Into the eyes of a stranger
Ive always known that the mirror never lies
People always turn away
From the eyes of a stranger
Afraid to know what
Lies behind the stare
Eyes of a Stranger - Queensryche - Operation: Mindcrime
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The faithful live Awake . . . the rest remain misled
Innocence Faded - Dream Theater - Awake
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Life's ambition occupies my time
Priorities confuse the mind
Happiness one step behind
This inner peace I've yet to find
Rivers flow into the sea
Yet even the sea is not so full of me
If I'm not blind why can't I see
That a circle can't fit
Where a square should be
There's a hole in my heart
That can only be filled by you
And this hole in my heart
Can't be filled with the things I do
Hole hearted
Hole hearted
Hole Hearted - Extreme - Pornograffitti
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