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Hello, darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision That was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence
-Simon and Garfunkel "The Sound of Silence"
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She don't like her eggs all runny She thinks crossin' her legs is funny She looks down her nose at money She gets it on like the Easter Bunny She's my baby I'm her honey I'm never gonna let her go
He ain't got laid in a month of Sundays I caught him once and he was sniffin' my undies He ain't too sharp but he gets things done Drinks his beer like it's oxygen He's my baby And I'm his honey Never gonna let him go
In spite of ourselves We'll end up a'sittin' on a rainbow Against all odds Honey, we're the big door prize We're gonna spite our noses Right off of our faces There won't be nothin' but big old hearts Dancin' in our eyes.
John Prine, "In Spite of Ourselves"
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"I woke up and found No one beside me No hand to hold onto and no lips to guide me what a hard world to face in the light of an angry sun ain't it hard to get on, if you ain't got that someone."
-- "My Days Are Numbered" by Blood, Sweat, & Tears
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"Once we were mad we were happy We spent all our days holding hands together Do you remember my love How we danced and played? In the rain we laid We could stay there for ever and ever Now I am sad you are so far away I sit counting the hours day by day Come back to me."
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"Do you remember the first time? I can't remember a worse time but you know that we've changed so much since then, oh yeah, we've grown. Now I don't care what you're doing, no I don't care if you screw him just as long as you save a piece for me, oh yeah now, you say you've got to go home."
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And now I'm glad I didn't know The way it all would end the way it all would go Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain But I'd have had to miss the dance
Garth Brooks The Dance
<Probably the only country singer I EVER listen to... and then only rarely. Just so you don't get the wrong idea. And I LOVED him on SNL, but that's probably another thread>
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Ooh-oo child Things are gonna get easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get brighter Ooh-oo child Things are gonna get easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get brighter Some day, yeah We'll get it together and we'll get it all done Some day
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Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people. Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been. Lives in a dream. Waits by the window. Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door. Who is it for...
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Stopped into a church I passed along the way I got down on my knees and I began to pray. If I didn't tell her, I could leave today California Dreamin' on such a winter's day
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Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place (such a lovely place) Such a lovely face They're livin' it up at the Hotel California What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise) Bring your alibies
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"There's comfort in my coffee cup and apples in the early fall They're pulling all the moorings up and gathering at the Legion Hall They swept away all the streamers after the Labor Day parade Nothing left for a dream now, only one final serenade..."
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I read the news today oh boy Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire And though the holes were rather small They had to count them all Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall.
A Day in the Life The Beatles Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
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"Tears are running down and down and down your breast And your friends, baby they treat you like a guest Don't you want somebody to love, don't you... Need somebody to love, wouldn't you... Love somebody to love, you better... Find somebody to looooooooooooooooooove..."
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Another nightmare about to come true Will manifest tomorrow Another love that I've taken from you Lost in time, on the edge of suffering Another taste of the evil I breed Will level you completely Bring to life everything that you fear Live in the dark, and the world is threatening
Let me enlighten you This is the way I pray Living just isn't hard enough Burn me alive inside Living my life's not hard enough Take eveything away
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"Young teacher, the subject Of schoolgirl fantasy She wants him so badly Knows what she wants to be Inside her there's longing This girl's an open page Book marking - she's so close now This girl is half his age"
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...I dreamed that love would never die I dreamed that God would be forgiving Then I was young and unafraid And dreams were made and used and wasted There was no ransom to be paid no song unsung, no wine untasted...
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fed-up tired sick and twisted one-man army i'm enlisted trust yourself trust no one else (bad word) a hero be yourself i don't need your lousy hand-out clinched fists i'll fight my way out fighting my way out find my way out ---papa roach, born with nothing die with everything (ok, so I've use a p. roach lyric almost everytime... I'm a big fan.)
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"Oh, I watch you there Through the window And I stare at you You wear nothing, but you Wear it so well Tied up and twisted, The way I'd like to be For you, for me, come crash into me Come crash into me, yeah"
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"The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors on his hobnail boots Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy working overtime A soap impression of his wife which he ate and donated to the National Trust"
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She lived across the street on the fifteenth floor of the Gale Moore Building. I saw her in the shower reaching for some soap. I knew she had to be the girl for me. And to think I probably never would have found her if I hadn't bought that telescope.
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Look at all the people in the window. I'm checkin' out the people in the window. I was uncomfortable. Now I'm uncomfortable. The trouble I encountered when I thougt it was, It was a window.
"Fingertips" -- They Might Be Giants
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We were waving our arms out the windows of a fast moving passenger train Acting in an irresponsible manner When the engineer looked back at a turn And who we thought would find us highly amusing Quickly swiveled his head around And his face, which was a paper-white mask of evil, sang us this song:
"Turn around Turn around There's a thing there that can be found Turn around Turn around It's a human skull on the ground Human skull on the ground turn around.
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(Oops. It's a actually a 0:59 song off John Henry called "Window. My bad. Is there a blushing emoticon?)
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So you think you have found the solution But it's just another illusion So before you check out your tide Don't leave another cornerstone standing there behind We have got to face the day, ooh we come what may We the street people talking, we the people struggling
Bob Marley So Much trouble in the World Rebel Music
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I dont know if it was real or in a dream but lately waking up i'm not sure where i'm going to there was a table set for six and five were there but i stood outside and kept my eye upon that empty chair and there was steam on the windows from the kitchen and laughter like a language i once spoke with ease and i'm made mute by the virtue of decision and i choose most of your life goes on without me oh the fear i've known that i might reap the praise of strangers and end up on my own and all that i've sown was song.... but maybe i was wrong
the language or the kiss by the indigo girls (the lack of capitalisation is deliberate as both amy and emily tend to write osngs without them)
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"She came in through the bathroom window Protected by a silver spoon But now she sucks her thumb and wanders By the banks of her own lagoon Didn't anybody tell her? Didn't anybody see? Sunday's on the phone to Monday, Tuesday's on the phone to me."
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Some people's lives run down like clocks. One day they stop, and that's all they've got. Some lives wear out like old tennis shoes no one can use. Well, It's sad but it's true.
Didn't anybody tell them? Didn't anybody see? Didn't anybody love them like you love me?
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"I'm your dream, make you real I'm your eyes when you must steal I'm your pain when you can't feel Sad but true I'm your truth, telling lies I'm your reason alibis I'm inside open your eyes I'm you Sad but true"
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I came into the world as a reject look into these eyes and you'll see the size of the flames burnin' on my past its screwin' up my brain everone that burns has to learn from the pain.
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"I came into town with a knapsack on my shoulder And a pocket full of stories that I just had to tell Yes, I know I knocked around a bit And had my share of small-town glories But it's time to hit the city And that crazy carousel
I've been feelin' sorry for myself But you know I was only lonely Like everybody else Until...
You brought your Sunday morning sunshine Here into my Monday morning rain..."
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Oh yea I'll, tell you something. I hope you'll understand. That we could be something I think it'd be real GRAAAAND! I want to hold your !hand! I want to hold your !hand!
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Well, I dreamed I saw the silver Space ships flying In the yellow haze of the sun, There were children crying And colors flying All around the chosen ones. All in a dream, all in a dream The loading had begun. They were flying Mother Nature's Silver seed to a new home in the sun. Flying Mother Nature's Silver seed to a new home.
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The office door closed early The hidden bottle came out The salesman turned to close the blinds A little slow now, a little stout But he's still heading down those tracks Any day now for sure Another day as drab as today Is more than a man can endure
Dreams flow across the heartland Feeding on the fires Dreams transport desires Drive you when you're down -- Dreams transport the ones Who need to get out of town
The boy walks with his best friend Through the fields of early May They walk awhile in silence One close -- one far away But he'd be climbing on that bus Just him and his guitar To blaze across the heavens Like a brilliant shooting star
The middle-aged madonna Calls her neighbour on the phone Day by day the seasons pass And leave her life alone But she'll go walking out that door On some bright afternoon To go and paint big cities From a lonely attic room
It's understood By every single person Who'd be elsewhere if they could So far so good And life's not unpleasant In their little neighbourhood
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...with mythical madonnas still walking in their haze. There's Howard Hughes in blue suede shoes smiling at the majorettes smoking Winston cigarettes...
And as the song and dance begins The children play at home with needles needles and pins.
Genesis, Needles & Pins Lamb Lies Down on Broadway (back when Peter Gabriel was still there)
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