Poetry and Lyrics

She belongs to me...Zimmerman

She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't
look back.
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't
look back.
She can take the dark out of the nighttime, and paint the
daytime black.

You will start out standing proud to steal her anything she
sees.
You will start out standing proud to steal her anything she
sees.
But you'll wind up peeking through her keyhole down upon
your knees.

She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall.
She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall.
She's nobody's child, the Law can't touch her at all.

She wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks.
She wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks.
She's a hypnotist collector, you are a walking antique.

Bow down to her on Sunday, salute her when her birthday
comes.
Bow down to her on Sunday, salute her when her birthday
comes.
For Halloween give her a trumpet, and for Christmas, buy her
a drum.
 
I heard this song for the first time five minutes ago. Sweet jesus, I had no idea. This is fucking brilliant. Tears in my eyes.

Round Here by Counting Crows

Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog
Where no one notices the contrast of white on white
And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
I walk in the air between the rain
through myself and back again
Where? I don’t know
Maria says she’s dying
through the door I hear her crying
Why? I don’t know

Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates

Maria came from nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she’d like to meet a boy who looks like elvis
She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she’s walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house
Takes her clothes off
Says she’s close to understanding jesus
She knows she’s more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she’s nervous

Round here we’re carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here she’s slipping through my hands

Sleeping children better run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mama’s little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning

She says it’s only in my head
She says shhh
I know it’s only in my head
But the girl on car in the parking lot says
’man you should try to take a shot
Can’t you see my walls are crumbling? ’
Then she looks up at the building and says she’s thinking of jumping
She says she’s tired of life
she must be tired of something

Round here she’s always on my mind
Round here hey man got lots of time
Round here we’re never sent to bed early
And nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late
I can’t see nothing, nothing round here
Catch me if I’m falling...
:rose:
 
For my T

Little Trip to Heaven (On the Wings of your Love)
Tom Waits

Lazy trip to heaven on the wings of your love
Banana moon is shining in the sky,
Feel like I'm in heaven when you're with me
Know that I'm in heaven when you smile,
Though we're stuck here on the ground,
I got something that I've found
And it's you.

And I don't have to take no trip to outer space
All I have to do is look at your face,
And before I know it, I'm in orbit around you
Thanking my lucky stars that I've found you,
When I see your constellation,
honey, you're my inspiration,
and it's you.

You're my north star when I'm lost and feeling blue,
The sun is breaking through the clouds
don't you, don't you know it's true?
Honey, all the other stars seem dim around you
Thanking my lucky stars that I've found you,
When I see your smiling face, honey,
I know nothing ever going to take your place,
and it's you.

And it's you, and it's you,
and it's you, and it's you, and it's you
And it's you, and it's you, shoo-be-doo, ba-da-da.

:heart:
 
Who
Jay Farrar

A mobile means to make the time
A whirlwind half mast the senses

Shaking your own brand of rhyme
Shaking your own brand of rhyme

On wide avenues the air moves the sound
Cruising around

Who makes the minutes move
The postmeridian new

Who
Who else but you

With gypsy scarf and an old world mouth
A mojo hand brought up from the south

Shaking your own brand of rhyme
Shaking your own brand of rhyme

On wide avenues the air moves the sound
Crusing around

Who makes the minutes move
The postmeridian new

Eye level with Goliath's shoes
Spitting out these well worn blues
Eye level with Goliath's shoes
Spitting out these well worn blues

Who else but you
 
Angeline said:
Who
Jay Farrar

A mobile means to make the time
A whirlwind half mast the senses

Shaking your own brand of rhyme
Shaking your own brand of rhyme

On wide avenues the air moves the sound
Cruising around

Who makes the minutes move
The postmeridian new

Who
Who else but you

With gypsy scarf and an old world mouth
A mojo hand brought up from the south

Shaking your own brand of rhyme
Shaking your own brand of rhyme

On wide avenues the air moves the sound
Crusing around

Who makes the minutes move
The postmeridian new

Eye level with Goliath's shoes
Spitting out these well worn blues
Eye level with Goliath's shoes
Spitting out these well worn blues

Who else but you


The world waits for you.

:heart: :heart:
 
Music really pushes us to revisit, remember and write. GOD, I am obsessed with Oasis, but cant pick one song.
 
CharleyH said:
Music really pushes us to revisit, remember and write. GOD, I am obsessed with Oasis, but cant pick one song.
"Into my big mouth you could fly a plane"

Possibly the best line ever, considering the context.
 
Liar said:
"Into my big mouth you could fly a plane"

Possibly the best line ever, considering the context.

Sorry, I thought this was the music thread. Still LOL that has A LOT of contexts :D :devil:
 
Nine Million Bicycles
Katie Melua

There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That's a fact
It's a thing we can't deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die

We are twelve billion light years from the edge
That's a guess
No-one can ever say it's true
But I know that I will always be with you

I'm warmed by the fire of your love everyday
So don't call me a liar
Just believe everything that I say

There are six billion people in the world
More or less
And it makes me feel quite small
But you're the one I love the most of all

We're high on the wire
With the world in our sight
And I'll never tire
Of the love that you give me every night

There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That's a fact
It's a thing we can't deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die

And there are nine million bicycles in Beijing
And you know that I will love you till I die
 
Chelsea Hotel # 2 L. Cohen

Chelsea Hotel # 2 L. Cohen


I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
you were talking so brave and so sweet,
giving me head on the unmade bed,
while the limousines wait in the street.

Those were the reasons and that was New York,
we were running for the money and the flesh.
And that was called love for the workers in song
probably still is for those of them left.
Ah but you got away, didn't you babe,
you just turned your back on the crowd,
you got away, I never once heard you say,
I need you, I don't need you,
I need you, I don't need you
and all of that jiving around.

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
you were famous, your heart was a legend.
You told me again you preferred handsome men
but for me you would make an exception.
And clenching your fist for the ones like us
who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,
you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind,
we are ugly but we have the music."



Ah but you got away, didn't you babe,
you just turned your back on the crowd,
you got away, I never once heard you say,
I need you, I don't need you,
I need you, I don't need you
and all of that jiving around.

I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best,
I can't keep track of each fallen robin.
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
that's all, I don't even think of you that often.

© by Leonard Cohen.
 
Artist: Marianne Faithfull
Album: North Country Maid
Title: The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face [version 2]


The first time ever i saw your face
I saw the sun rise in your eyes
That the moon and stars were a gift you gave
To the dark and the empty skies, my love,
To the dark and the empty skies.

The first time ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth move in my hand
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird


That was there at my command, my love,
That was there at my command.

The first time ever I lay with you
And felt your heart beat close to mine,
I thought our joy would never end
And would last till the end of time, my love,
And would last till the end of time.


:heart:
 
Artist : Ronnie Milsap
Title : What a difference you made in my life


What a difference you made in my life
What a difference you made in my life
You’re my sunshine day and night
Oh what a difference you made in my life

What a change you have made in my heart
What a change you have made in my heart
You replaced all the broken hearts

Oh what a change you have made in my heart

Love to me was just a word in a song that had been way over used
But now I’ve joined in on the singing cause you’ve showed me love’s true meaning
That’s why I want to spread the news

What a difference you made in my life
What a difference you made in my life
You’re my sunshine day and night
Oh what a difference you made in my life

What a difference you made in my life
What a difference you made in my life
You’re my sunshine day and night
Oh what a difference you made in my life.

:heart:
 
BIG YELLOW TAXI
~ Joni Mitchell

They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

They took all the trees
Put 'em in a tree museum
And they charged the people
A dollar and a half just to see 'em
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

Hey farmer farmer
Put away that D.D.T. now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees
Please!
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took away my old man
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
 
Dead Or Alive
John Cale

Sooner or later she said she'd be my friend
Honest and faithful till the very end
Well enough of that I'm tired of hearing it anyway
She turns and smiles says goodbye in her inimical way

Happy to see her in the back of a magazine
Lying there nude sporting that stupid grin
So get on with it straight on and porno bound
Just leave me out of it I'm not proud

It would have taken you a long long time

Happy to see her in the back of a limousine
Laughing and crying at everything she'd seen
Well enough of that she should have known better anyway
When I told her what I'd seen she was so ashamed

It would have taken me a long long time

The a year from Monday everything I said came true
That's when the D.A. called me he said dead or alive for you
They found her
Dead or alive
I want you dead or alive she said
 
Antarctica Starts Here
John Cale

The paranoid great movie queen
Sits idly fully armed
The powder and mascara there
A warning light for charm
We see her every movie night
The strong against the weak
The lines come out and struggle with
The empty voice that speaks

Her heart is oh so tired now
Of kindnesses gone by
Like broken glasses in a drain
Gone down but not well spent
The road from Barbary to here
She sold then stole right back
The vanity, insanity her hungry heart forgave
The fading bride's dull beauty grows
Just begging to be seen
Beneath the magic lights that reach from
Barbary to here

Her schoolhouse mind has windows now
Where handsome creatures come to watch
The anaesthetic wearing off
Antarctica starts here
 
Happy Birthday old guy.

Sixty years old and still rockin' in the Free World.


I've Been Waiting For You

I've been looking
for a woman
to save my life
Not to beg or to borrow
A woman with
the feeling of
losing once or twice
Who knows how
could it be tomorrow?

I've been waiting for you
And you've been coming to me
For such a long time now
Such a long time now.

I've been waiting for you
And you've been coming to me
For such a long time now
Such a long time now.
 
for my sister

Needle And The Damage Done

I caught you knockin'
at my cellar door
I love you, baby,
can I have some more
Ooh, ooh, the damage done.

I hit the city and
I lost my band
I watched the needle
take another man
Gone, gone, the damage done.

I sing the song
because I love the man
I know that some
of you don't understand
Milk-blood
to keep from running out.

I've seen the needle
and the damage done
A little part of it in everyone
But every junkie's
like a settin' sun.
 
My other favorite NY song.

One of the things I have always loved about Neil is that he is the only rock star whose songs I have ever been able to sing. His voice is almost as tortured and prone to cracking as mine.

I absolutely love this song.

It is weird and unfortunate that the album isn't available.

Don't Be Denied

When I was a young boy,
My mama said to me
Your daddy's leavin' home today,
I think he's gone to stay.
We packed up all our bags
And drove out to Winnipeg.

When we got to Winnipeg
I checked in to school.
I wore white bucks on my feet,
When I learned the golden rule.
The punches came fast and hard
Lying on my back
in the school yard.

Don't be denied, don't be denied.
Don't be denied, don't be denied.
Don't be denied, don't be denied.

Well pretty soon I met a friend,
He played guitar.
We used to sit
on the steps at school
And dream of being stars.
We started a band,
We played all night.

Don't be denied, don't be denied.
Don't be denied, don't be denied.
Don't be denied, don't be denied.

Oh Canada
We played all night
I really hate to leave you now
But to stay just wouldn't be right.
Down in Hollywood
We played so good

The businessmen crowded around
They came to hear the golden sound
There we were on the Sunset Strip,
Playing our songs
for the highest bid.
We played all night
The price was right.

Don't be denied, don't be denied.
Don't be denied, don't be denied.
Don't be denied, don't be denied.

Well, all that glitters isn't gold
I know you've heard
that story told.
And I'm a pauper
in a naked disguise
A millionaire
through a business man's eyes.
Oh friend of mine
Don't be denied.
 
Tristesse said:
Sixty years old and still rockin' in the Free World.


I've Been Waiting For You

I've been looking
for a woman
to save my life
Not to beg or to borrow
A woman with
the feeling of
losing once or twice
Who knows how
could it be tomorrow?

I've been waiting for you
And you've been coming to me
For such a long time now
Such a long time now.

I've been waiting for you
And you've been coming to me
For such a long time now
Such a long time now.

Thanks Tess....for posting this one!
Has anyone told you lately how beautiful you are?

Almost as beautiful as my true love!
 
Tzara said:
One of the things I have always loved about Neil is that he is the only rock star whose songs I have ever been able to sing. His voice is almost as tortured and prone to cracking as mine.

I absolutely love this song.

It is weird and unfortunate that the album isn't available.

.
I pity you, in more ways than one....

Strange Times In Casablanca

Strange times in Casablanca when people pull down their shades
And its easy enough for us to look at each other and wonder why
We were to blame
Blame comes remorselessly transfixed
Like the sound of slamming doors
And doors have doors have doors have doors have doors
Like companions have pets they sleep in each other's mattresses
Like maggots in despair
And bleed in each other's nests and make a mess of each other's snares
Strange times in Casablanca
Strange times
They make some striking couples
They make some frustration of the call
And only those who are satisfied by friendship would even pay
Attention to it all
It comes like mail or telegrams
It comes expectant as a widow in heat as a widow in the searing heat
And that contentment of depression that delivers most of the time
But cannot help the styling of the horns in the shape of gargoyle
Broken prints savage fingers
Undertaken catamaran
Strange times in Casablanca
We've turned our back on it once before
And we can hear from across the waters what damage it will cause us
And you can smash once more
And they can smash once more
But I don't think anybody wants to smash anymore

~John Cale~
 
World Waits for You
Jay Farrar

When the world wants right and wrong
Could you break me the news
If I asked you to lie
Would you tell me the truth

In this darkest hour
A brave face will break soon
The world waits for you
The world waits for you
Could you carry me through

It's hard to wake up
Fateful hands that we find
Promises bogged down
Just chasms to climb

In this darkest hour
A brave face will break through
The world waits for you
The world waits for you
Could you carry me through

Find strength from the words
Of those that went before
Take what you need
But leave even more
 
nature boy
- nick cave

I was just a boy when I sat down
To watch the news on TV
I saw some ordinary slaughter
I saw some routine atrocity
My father said, don't look away
You got to be strong, you got to be bold, now
He said, that in the end it is beauty
That is going to save the world, now

And she moves among the sparrows
And she floats upon the breeze
She moves among the flowers
She moves something deep inside of me

I was walking around the flower show like a leper
Coming down with some kind of nervous hysteria
When I saw you standing there, green eyes, black hair
Up against the pink and purple wisteria
You said, hey, nature boy, are you looking at me
With some unrighteous intention?
My knees went weak, I couldn't speak, I was having thoughts
That were not in my best interests to mention

And she moves among the flowers
And she floats upon the smoke
She moves among the shadows
She moves me with just one little look

You took me back to your place
And dressed me up in a deep sea diver's suit
You played the patriot, you raised the flag
And I stood at full salute
Later on we smoked a pipe that struck me dumb
And made it impossible to speak
As you closed in, in slow motion,
Quoting Sappho, in the original Greek

She moves among the shadows
She floats upon the breeze
She moves among the candles
And we moved through the days and through the years

Years passed by, we were walking by the sea
Half delirious
You smiled at me and said, Babe
I think this thing is getting kind of serious
You pointed at something and said
Have you ever seen such a beautiful thing?
It was then that I broke down
It was then that you lifted me up again

She moves among the sparrows
And she walks across the sea
She moves among the flowers
And she moves something deep inside of me
She moves among the sparrows
And she floats upon the breeze
She moves among the flowers
And she moves right up close to me
 
This Old Guitar- Neil Young

For my favorite guitar playing couple.... :heart:



Artist: Neil Young
Album: Prairie Wind
Title: This Old Guitar




This old guitar ain't mine to keep
Just taking care of it now
It's been around for years and years
Just waiting in its old case
It's been up and down the country roads
It's brought a tear and a smile
It's seen its share of dreams and hopes
And never went out of style
The more I play it, the better it sounds
It cries when I leave it alone
Silently it waits for me
Or someone else I suppose

This old guitar
This old guitar
This old guitar

This old guitar has caught some breaks
But it never searched for gold
It can't be blamed for my mistakes
It only does what it's told
It's been a messenger in times of trouble
In times of hope and fear
When I get drunk and seeing double
It jumps behind the wheel and steers

This old guitar ain't mine to keep
It's mine to play for a while
This old guitar ain't mine to keep
It's only mine for a while

This old guitar
This old guitar
This old guitar
This old guitar
This old guitar
This old guitar
This old guitar
 
tungtied2u said:
For my favorite guitar playing couple.... :heart:



Artist: Neil Young
Album: Prairie Wind
Title: This Old Guitar




This old guitar ain't mine to keep
Just taking care of it now
It's been around for years and years
Just waiting in its old case
It's been up and down the country roads
It's brought a tear and a smile
It's seen its share of dreams and hopes
And never went out of style
The more I play it, the better it sounds
It cries when I leave it alone
Silently it waits for me
Or someone else I suppose

This old guitar
This old guitar
This old guitar

This old guitar has caught some breaks
But it never searched for gold
It can't be blamed for my mistakes
It only does what it's told
It's been a messenger in times of trouble
In times of hope and fear
When I get drunk and seeing double
It jumps behind the wheel and steers

This old guitar ain't mine to keep
It's mine to play for a while
This old guitar ain't mine to keep
It's only mine for a while

This old guitar
This old guitar
This old guitar
This old guitar
This old guitar
This old guitar
This old guitar

Thank you from us both: the one who can actually play guitar and the other one. ;)
 
Andy's Chest
Velvet Underground (Lou Reed)

If I could be anything in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come swooping after you
And if the last time you were here things were a bit askew

Well you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries lose their bark
Oh, all the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains bolder after you?

If I could be anyone of the things in this world that bite
Instead of an ocelot on a leash, I’d rather be a kite
And be tied to the end of your string
And flying in the air, babe, at night
Cause you know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You have a hairy-minded pink bare bear

And all the balls are rolling out for you
And stones are all erupting out for you
And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you

Yesterday, daisy mae and biff were grooving on the street
And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
Wich meant she tasted what she’d speak

But the funny thing is what happened to her nose
It grew until it reached all of her toes
Now when people say her feet they mean her nose

And curtains laced with diamonds dear for you
And all the roman noblemen for you
And kingdom’s christian soldiers dear for you
And melting ice cap mountain tops for you
And knights in flamming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop, swoop
Oh baby,
Rock rock
Swoop, swoop, rock, rock
 
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