Lyrics Quotes - Page 2

These tears I'm wailing,I spill not without reason.Remove them, my dearest love.Take me to the place I've been dreaming of,where the grotesquely lonely meet the grotesquely lonelyand they whisper,just very softly,Please be mine, Dearest Love.

Why don't you show me the little bit of spine you've been saving for his mattress?

A steampunk nationBaby pollution rises up then the loving comes arraigning 'causeOur art's official and only partially artificialAnd our heart's in the middle of sharp hardened shards of metal butThere's not where it settlesBecause it's beating to the steaming of God's hottest pot or kettleAnd now we face it, this creation we made toTo save our craving for a synthetic rebelnation it'sOur safeway they make into a pathetic revelationIn our steampunk nationOur steampunk nation

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

Like memories in cold decay, Transmissions echoing away, Far from the world of you and I Where oceans bleed into the sky..

As the smoke clears,I awaken,And untangle you from me.Would it make you feel betterTo watch me, while I bleed?All my windows still are broken,But I'm standing on my feet.

Only whispers can tell of the sweet dreams we knew so well. I'll see you around our dear ocean town.

You held me down, but I got upHey!Alrighty brushing off the dust You hear my voice You hear that soundLike thunder gonna shake the ground-Roar

Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.

Well, God knows you're barely standing but you've got to carry this heavy load.

Blood still stains when the sheets are washedSex don't sleep when the lights are offKids are still depressed when you dress them upAnd syrup is still syrup in a sippy cupHe's still dead when you're done with the bottleOf course it's a corpse that you keep in the cradleKids are still depressed when you dress them upSyrup is still syrup in a sippy cup

If you could see my thoughts, you could see our faces.

By(e) pen, I've tried my hand at poetry; only to see how boring it is to me. That is, unless I get a chance to destroy each and every piece while doing it as I please.

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

Pay to go inside Neruda's homeA body lies there with no dome.But right there in the front hallLean a fairy against the icy wall.Oh Endless enigmas had the bard!Nice and large and calm backyardEnds In the middle of a rare roomRare portrait of revelishing gloom.Up climbing at the weird snail stairDoes make you grasp for some air.And there's a room with bric-a-brac:Old and precious books all in a pack.Dare saying what I liked most of all?Enjoyed seeing visitors having a ball!

There were things I'd never do again, but then, they'd always seemed right.

I earned my place,With the tidal waves.I can't escape this feeling,That something ain't right.I called my nameAs I crashed the gates,Still I can't escape this feelingThat something ain't right.

You're my change of skin/ my summer-winter-fall/ I spring to follow you/ this loss is beautiful

The voice sang on, “I am ready, I am ready, I am fine. I am fine, I am fine, I am fine.” I played it again. I was not fine.

And as I touch your shoulder tonight this room has become the centre of the entire universe.

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

When there's music in your soul, there's soul in your music.

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…

Oh, I can't help quoting you, because everything that you said rings true.

Take all of your wasted honorEvery little past frustrationTake all of your so-called problems,Better put 'em in quotations

I find it kind of funny. I find it kind of sad. The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had.

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.

And make no mistake, my friend, your pointless life will end; but before you go, can you look at the truth?

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.

I know your story.Got one of my own.Yeah, I know lonely and alone.Happen in a crowd, happen in a kiss.But I know how to change all this.

Skies are crying,I am watching,Catching teardrops in my hands.Only silence, as it's ending,Like we never had a chance.Do you have to make me feelLike there's nothing left of me?

If tears were liquor, I'd have drunk myself sick.

How can anybody say they know how I feel? The only one around here who is me, is ME.

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

But I can't confront the doubts I have.I can't admit that maybe the past was bad,and so, for the sake of momentumI'm condemning the future to deathso it can match the past.

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

Can't fight the moment of truth in your lies.

I wrote a song about dental floss but did anyone's teeth get cleaner?

I know one thing for sho Heaven’s gotta have a ghettoCuz where else in death do I get to go?

Music blows lyrics up very quickly, and suddenly they become more than art. They become pompous and they become self-conscious ... I firmly believe that lyrics have to breathe and give the audience's ear a chance to understand what's going on. Particularly in the theater, where you not only have the music, but you've got costume, story, acting, orchestra. There's a lot to take in.

Well I'm finding it harderto be a gentleman every dayAll the manners that I've been taughthave slowly died awayBut if I held the door open for youIt wouldn't make your day.

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it this brokenness inside me might start healing. Out here its like I'm someone else, I thought that maybe I could find myself if I could just come in I swear I'll leave. Won't take nothing but a memory from the house that built me.

Given the chance, i'll die like a baby, on some faraway beach, when the season's over.

Our life contains a thousand springs,And dies if one be gone.Strange that a harp of thousand stringsShould keep in tune so long.

Why don't you find out for yourself?Then you'll see the glass, hidden in the grass.

Just want to be a footnote in someone else's happiness.

I'd love to...but only with you.

Because you wear a uniform, a smelly uniform...and so you think you can be rude to me.

I traced the cord back to the wall, no wonder it was never plugged in at all.

you're the storm that I've been needingand all this peace has been deceivingI like the sweet life and the silencebut it's the storm that I believe in

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

From time to timeI once wondered how one wanders from time to timeAnd think up the paradox lineSpeak of Epoch's crimeOh I lied, it hasn't happened yetBut bet you better believe it's such a habit thatI just said that in a past mindset

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

JAMIE'S SONG 'HEAVEN':You hold me so tight that I can’t breathe,You make me feel light that I can’t sleep.Float from our bed, fly away,Soaring like angels through the heavens and seas.I wish that we hadn’t taken so long,To realise this is where we belong.This is the life, that you and IHave been dying for.If heaven is this,This place in your arms,I’m not afraid of dying,I want to die tonight.If heaven is this,Your lips when we kiss,I’m not afraid of dying,Let them kill me tonight.And I know I’ll go to heaven, Because I made you smile.Yes, I know I’ll go to heaven,Because you loved our life.But if they banish me to hell,You will pull me out again.You belong in heaven, And I belong with you.

Out of sorrow entire worlds have been builtOut of longing great wonders have been willed

They live, we sleep, we starve, they eat. You must comply with their deceit, don't trust the wolves to guard the sheep. They'll colonize when you close your eyes into a superpower that will never die.

Tried living in the real world instead of a shell, but I was bored before I even began.