Quotes about music-lyrics

Happy soulbegin and end your day with music.

There is a place where the sidewalk endsAnd before the street begins,And there the grass grows soft and white,And there the sun burns crimson bright,And there the moon-bird rests from his flightTo cool in the peppermint wind.Let us leave this place where the smoke blows blackAnd the dark street winds and bends.Past the pits where the asphalt flowers growWe shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,And watch where the chalk-white arrows goTo the place where the sidewalk ends.Yes we'll walk

Nothing safe is worth the drive.

I don't give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off.

A journey inward may end in defeatFor life as we know it was made by machines

He's a real nowhere man,Sitting in his Nowhere Land,Making all his nowhere plansfor nobody.Doesn't have a point of view,Knows not where he's going to,Isn't he a bit like you and me?

It's time to forget about the past,
To wash away what happened last,
Hide behind an empty face,
Don't act too much, just say,
'Cause this is just a game.

If the ties that bind ever do come looseIf forever ever ends for youIf that ring gets a little too tightYou might as well read me my last rights.

I took your name when I took those vowsI meant 'em back then and I mean 'em right now.

There's 7 billion 46 million people on the planet and most of us have the audacity to think we matter.

And the worst part is before it gets any better we're heading for a cliff. And in the free fall I will realize I'm better off when I hit the bottom

Tightened his bootlaceSharpened his bladeThe Hunter walked along and prayedFor tonight's prey--Song Of the Hunter

My lyrics aren't offensive. Some people find everything offensive.

I took the sing from your song. I made a bed where you don't belong.

What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you?And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're OK?I'm falling to pieces

It seemed so good when it started.I gave my trust to you.I came to you open-hearted,Hoping it was true.Now I've gotten smart.Now I've learned some things.Now I know that what once was a start,Is just an ending.The longest good-byeI ever knew,The longest good-byeWas the dayI said hello to you.

Little girl, little boyIf love has a wayFill their fields with laughterAnd scatter the sun on their dayAnd if it should happen to rainMake their raindrops kissesStraight from heaven aboveThat touch their hands and facesAnd that fill them with loveAnd make the moon reflect their smilesAnd their stars plentyAnd, above all, keep them togetherAnd hold them as you mayForever and everUntil their last day.

Creativity is the catalyst to the future.

Walking thru this graveyard, I realize times were never really hard. We live, we love, we let it go. The world ain't changed me at all.

What kids are doing are killing themselvesThey feel they have no control of their prisoner's cellAnd if you're one of them then you're one of meAnd you would do almost anything just to feel free...- From the song Fake You Out

Music gives life to the soul.

So if the ties that bind ever do come looseTie them in a knot like a hangman's nooseCause I'll go to heaven or I'll go to hellBefore I'll see you with someone else.

When music hits you, you dance.

Someday when we're older, we'll learn who to trust. But heroes and saviors, can't save folks like us.

We're all made the same but then born to change. Which then don't make us the same.

Music gives strength to the soul.

It's a power that I can't explain. As it flows and it grows and it shapes my faith. There've been hundreds of moments I can't deny. When it brushe against the fire or dwelt in the Fire of God.

If I had some of Jesus' tools, I'd build a big house that has no rules. And a bed that's big enough for 13 babies, and me & Miss Olivia Brown.

If you're reading this book, there is probably an artist or band whose music you have an intense personal relationship with. I would also guess that this artist or band came into your life during a time when you were highly vulnerable. if this is the case, this artist or band might be the closest thing you had to a confidant. in fact, he, she, or it was better than a confidant, because his/her/its music articulated your own thoughts and feeling better than you ever could. This music elevated the

Your pain is your own until you put it to music, then it belongs to everyone. You'll find it lightens the load.

Another One!

Music is breath of life.

you dont know what you got till its gone

All I can do is read a book to stay awake, and it rips my life away, but it's a great escape.

Down in Louisiana we call that Boogie Woogie!

One Life, with each other, Sisters, Brothers...

You see, there's some blues for folks ain't never had a thing, and that's a sad blues ... but the saddest kind of blues is for them that's had everything they ever wanted and has lost it, and knows it won't come back no more. Ain't no sufferin' in this world worse than that; and that's the blue we call 'I Had It But It's All Gone Now.

We might be hollow, but we're brave

For the life of me I cannot remember, what made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise. For the life of me I cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins, we were merely freshmen.

Everybody's looking for that somethingOne thing that makes it all completeYou'll find it in the strangest placesPlaces you never knew it could beSome find it in the face of their childrenSome find it in their lover's eyesWho can deny the joy it brings?When you've found that special thingYou're flying without wingsSome find it sharing every morningSome in their solitary nightsYou'll find it in the words of othersA simple line can make you laugh or cryYou'll find it in the deepest friendshipThe ki

I've still got the bible, I stole that night from my revival. From some hotel on 35.