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Best rock lyric ever?

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...gotta be the power of suggestion, Al... :whistle:
 
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"Magnesium, proverbs and sobs" - Syd Barrett, Wolfpack

The whole song lyrics:

Wolfpack

Howling the pack in formation appears
Diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead
Waving us back in formation
The pack in formation

Bowling they bat as a group
And the leader is seen - so early...
The pack on their backs, the fighters
Through misty the waving - the pack in formation
Far reaching waves
On sight, shone right
I lay as if in surround...

All enmeshing, hovering...
The milder I gaze
All the animals laying trail
Beyond the bough winds
Mild the reflecting electricity eyes...

Tears, the life that was ours
Grows sharper and stronger away and beyond
Short wheeling - fresh spring
Gripped with blanched bones - moaned
Magnesium, proverbs and sobs...

Howling the pack in formation appear
Diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead
Waving us back in formation
The pack in formation...
 
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Not really rock. More folk. But Tim Buckley's Song To The Siren lyrics get me the most, probably because they were quite apt for an experience I was going through at the time I first heard them. They resonate like a knife through the heart.

Long afloat on shipless oceans, I did all my best to smile
'til your singing eyes and fingers drew me loving to your isle.
And you sang, "Sail to me, sail to me, let me enfold you."
Here I am. Here I am, waiting to hold you.

Did I dream you dreamed about me? Were you hare when I was fox?
Now my foolish boat is leaning broken lovelorn on your rocks.
For you sing, "Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow."
O my heart, o my heart, shies from the sorrow.

Well I am puzzled as the newborn child, I am troubled at the tide.
Should I stand amid the breakers; should I lie with death my bride?
Hear me sing, "Swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you."
Here I am, here I am, waiting to hold you.
 

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