Favourite Song Lyrics

[surfinmuse]

I was about to share this at the Confessional, but they are song lyrics afterall. Perhaps the catharsis itself belongs there, but the song lyrics are probably more suitable here.

I confess that I am inexplicably moved by this song, the music setting primarily, and the lyrics a close secondary in this case. I'm not one for sappy love songs, but this one is epic... this love is larger than "lovers." Sigh... <sheds a sincere tear>

YOU CAN'T STOP LOVE
Music by Jonathan Elias
Lyrics by Marty Stuart & Kostas

It's greater than the world
Wider than the sky
It's strong enough to make mountains crumble
Or make a grown man cry

It can touch the coldest heart
Put broken things together
Finds what's lost, it never counts the cost
And it goes on forever
You can't stop it

Wake up America
Wake up
Wake up

You can try to drown it in a sea of tears
Lock it up in chains for a million years
Run from it, hide from it, but one thing's clear
You can't stop love

It's freer than the wind
And it shines out in the dark
It's bigger than all of the heavens and earth
But small enough to fit inside your heart

People it's something that you can't forget
Throw it away and you'll find regret
Go ahead, fight it, give it your best
But you can't stop love

[TheatreTech]

Cut Here- The Cure

"So we meet again!" and I offer my hand
All dry and english slow
And you look at me and I understand
Yeah it's a look I used to know
"Three long years... and your favourite man...
Is that any way to say hello?"
And you hold me... like you'll never let me go "Oh c'mon and and have a drink with me
Sit down and talk a while..."
"Oh I wish I could... and I will!
But now I just dont have the time..."
And over my shoulder as I walk away
I see you give that look goodbye...
I still see that look in your eye...

So dizzy Mr Busy - Too much rush to talk to Billy
All the silly frilly things have to first get done
In a minute - sometime soon - maybe next time - make it june
Until later... doesn't always come

It's so hard to think "It ends sometime
And this could be the last
I should really hear you sing again
And I should really watch you dance"
Because it's hard to think
"I'll never get another chance
To hold you... to hold you... "

But chilly Mr Dilly - Too much rush to talk to Billy
All the tizzy fizzy idiot things must get done
In a second - just hang on - all in good time - wont be long
Until later...

I should've stopped to think - I should've made the time
I could've had that drink - I could've talked a while
I would've done it right - I would've moved us on
But I didn't - now it's all too late
It's over... over
And you're gone..

I miss you I miss you I miss you
I miss you I miss you I miss you so much

But how how many times can I walk away and wish "If only..."
But how many times can I talk this way and wish "If only..."
Keep on making the same mistake
Keep on aching the same heartbreak
I wish "If only..."

But "If only...."
Is a wish too late...

[Alisa]

Blue Light ~ Pretty Girls Make Graves
Hello, I'm neurotic,
Creating problems that don't exist,
Don't believe me when I say it's alright.

Let's go to my apartment,
We'll pull the sheets up over our head.
Forget all reasons to go outside.
Beats pulse, they're automatic,
Locked inside of my apartment,
Make confessions with the television on

I'm Fine.

[Alisa]

Sleep to Dream- Fiona Apple

I tell you how I feel, but you don't care
I say tell me the truth, but you don't dare
You say love is a hell you cannot bear
And I say gimme mine back and then go there - for all I care
I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream
You got your head in the clouds
And you're not at all what you seem
This mind, this body, and this voice
Cannot be stifled by your deviant ways
So don't forget what I told you
Don't come around
I got my own hell to raise
I have never been so insulted in all my life
I could swallow the seas to wash down all this pride
First you run like a fool just to be at my side
And now you run like a fool
But you just run to hide
And I can't abide
I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream
You got your head in the clouds
And you're not at all what you seem
This mind, this body, and this voice
Cannot be stifled by your deviant ways
So don't forget what I told you
Don't come around
I got my own hell to raise
Don't make it a big deal, don't be so sensitive
We're not playing a game anymore
You don't have to be so defensive
Don't you plead me your case, don't bother to explain
Don't even show me your face, 'cuz it's a crying shame
Just go back to the rock from under which you came
Take the sorrow you gave and all the stakes you claim -
And don't forget the blame
I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream
You got your head in the clouds
And you're not at all what you seem
This mind, this body, and this voice
Cannot be stifled by your deviant ways
So don't forget what I told you
Don't come around
I got my own hell to raise

[blueerica]

One of my favorite songs -- I nearly want to cry when I hear it...

Bob Marley - No Woman, No Cry

No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.

Said - said - said: I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in trenchtown,
Oba - obaserving the ’ypocrites
As they would mingle with the good people we meet.
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we’ve lost
Along the way.
In this great future, you can’t forget your past;
So dry your tears, I seh.

No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
’ere, little darlin’, don’t shed no tears:
No, woman, no cry.

Said - said - said: I remember when-a we used to sit
In the government yard in trenchtown.
And then georgie would make the fire lights,
As it was logwood burnin’ through the nights.
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge,
Of which I’ll share with you;
My feet is my only carriage,
So I’ve got to push on through.
But while I’m gone, I mean:
Everything’s gonna be all right!
Everything’s gonna be all right!
Everything’s gonna be all right!
Everything’s gonna be all right!
I said, everything’s gonna be all right-a!
Everything’s gonna be all right!
Everything’s gonna be all right, now!
Everything’s gonna be all right!

So, woman, no cry;
No - no, woman - woman, no cry.
Woman, little sister, don’t shed no tears;
No, woman, no cry.

I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in trenchtown.
And then georgie would make the fire lights,
As it was logwood burnin’ through the nights.
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge,
Of which I’ll share with you;
My feet is my only carriage,
So I’ve got to push on through.
But while I’m gone:

No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
Woman, little darlin’, say don’t shed no tears;
No, woman, no cry.

Eh! (little darlin’, don’t shed no tears!
No, woman, no cry.
Little sister, don’t shed no tears!
No, woman, no cry.)

[Not Afraid]

When I'm not singing the Sanba version of Clash's Guns of Brixton, I'm singing Coldplay's Fix You.

When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try and fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try and fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face
And I

Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from all of my mistakes
Tears stream down your face
And I

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you.

[sunnygirl]

Nine Inch Nails - Sanctified

it's still getting worse after everything i tried.
what if i found a way to wash it all aside.
what if she touches with those fingertips.
as the words spill out like fire from her lips.


Chorus: if she says come inside i'll come inside for her.
if she says five it all i'll give everything to her.
i am justified.
i am purified.
i am sanctified.
inside you

Heaven's just a rumor she'll dispel.
as she walks me through the nicest parts of hell.
i still dream of lips i never should have never kissed.
well she knows exactly what i can't resist

Chorus

i'm just caught up in another of her spells.
she's turning me into someone else.
everyday i hope and pray this will end.
but when i can i do it all again

Chorus

as surely as the blades course is run.
maybe my kingdom's finally come

[CoasterMatt]

The river is deep and the road is long,
Daylight comes and I want to go home.

Awoke this morning
To find my people's tongues were tied
And in my dreams
They were given books to poison their minds.

The river is deep and the mountain high,
How long before the other side.

We are their mortar,
Their building bricks and their clay.
Their gold teeth mirror
Both our joys and our pain.

The river is deep and the ocean wide,
Who will teach us how to read the signs.

The earth is our mother
She taught us to embrace the light,
Now the lord is master
She suffers an eternal night.

You blocked up my ears,
You plucked out my eyes,
You cut out my tongue,
You fed me with lies,

Oh lord.

Song of the Dispossessed - Dead Can Dance
Great song to sing along to while on a crowded bus

[Prudence]

Firing the Surgeon General -- The Foremen

You can't come in
I hear you knockin' but you can't come in
I hear you knockin' but you can't come in
'Cause I'm firing the Surgeon General

You can't come in
I hear you knockin' but you can't come in
I hear you knockin' but you can't come in
'Cause I'm firing the Surgeon General

I used to flog the dolphin
Used to choke the chicken
Used to spank the monkey
Used to fool with the tool
I used to whip the bishop
Used to wax the weasel
But now I learned one they never taught in school

You can't come in
I hear you knockin' but you can't come in
I hear you knockin' but you can't come in
'Cause I'm firing the Surgeon General

I used to whack the Bobbitt
Used to knead the noodle
Used to charm the cobra
Used to ponder pointillism
I used to free the willy
Used to Pat the Robertson
But now I got me a new euphemism

You can't come in
I hear you knockin' but you can't come in
I hear you knockin' but you can't come in
'Cause I'm firing the Surgeon General

I used to think I'd need analysis
Get phalluses full of calluses
Go blind, lose my mind
Be romantically disinclined
I used to think I'd never be mollified
Or qualified at all if I'd
Go to work as a clerk
Try to be anything but a jerk

But now I wanna dance and shout
I'm jumpin' like a trouser trout
'Cause I found a way to bat it
And make a living at it
Yeah, I got into politics
And I'm never comin'
Never comin'
I'm never comin' out

You can't come in
I hear you knockin' but you can't come in
I check the lock 'n' say you can't come in
'Cause I'm firing the Surgeon General
Firing the Surgeon General
Firing the Surgeon General
Firing the Surgeon General

[€uroMeinke]

Bump for CP to resurrect the proper thread