I've heard there was a secret chordThat David played, and it pleased the LordBut you don't really care for music, do you?It goes like thisThe fourth, the fifthThe minor fall, the major liftThe baffled king composing HallelujahHallelujahHallelujahHallelujahHallelujahYour faith...
and the sky is gray
I've been for a walk on a winter's day
I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A.
California dreamin' on such a winter's day
Stopped in to a church I passed along the way
Well I got down on my knees and I pretend to pray
You know the preacher likes the cold
I may go wrong and lose my way
Do you know the way to San Jose
I'm going back to find some peace of mind in San Jose
L.A. is a great big freeway
Put a hundred down and buy a car
In a week, maybe two, they'll make you a star
Weeks turn into years
How quick they pass
a letter soon
And I'll be homeward bound
I joined the navy to see the world
But nowhere could I find
A girl as sweet as Cindy
The girl I left behind
I sailed the wide world over
Can't get her out of my mind
Cindy oh Cindy
Cindy don't let me down
Write me a letter soon
Sometimes it feels like you and me against the world,
When all the others turn their backs and walk away,
You can count on me to stay.
Remember when the circus came to town
And you were frightened by the clown,
Wasn't it nice to be around someone that you knew,
Someone who was...
"Welcome to the Machine" -Pink Floyd
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
Where have you been?
It's alright we know where you've been.
You've been in the pipeline, filling in time,
Provided with toys and 'Scouting for Boys'.
You bought a guitar to punish your ma,
A cold sweat hot-headed believer
I threw my hands in the air I said show me something
He said, if you dare come a little closer
Round and around and around and around we go
Ohhh now tell me now tell me now tell me now you know
Not really sure how to feel about it...
Sitting in a park in Paris, France
Reading in the news and it sure looks bad
They won't give peace a chance
That was just a dream some of us had
Still a lot of lands to see
But I wouldn't stay here
It's too old and cold and settled in its ways here.
was always your little girl
But you should know by now
I'm not a baby
You always taught me
Right from wrong
I need your help
Daddy please be strong
I may be young at heart
But I know what I'm saying
The one you
Warned me all about
The one you said
I could do...
I cant love without a fight,
No one ever knows my name,
When I pray for sun, it rains.
I’m so sick of wasting time,
But nothings moving in my mind,
Inspiration cant be found,
I get up and fall but,
I’m Alive, I’m Alive, oh yeah
Between the good and bad is where you'll...
Got on board a westbound seven forty seven
Didn't think before deciding what to do
All that talk of opportunities, TV breaks and movies
Rang true, sure rang true
Seems it never rains in Southern California
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you're goin' to San Francisco
You're gonna meet some gentle people there
For those who come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there
In the streets of San Francisco
Gentle people with flowers in their hair
I’m only happy when it rains
I’m only happy when it’s complicated
And though I know you can’t appreciate it
I’m only happy when it rains
You know I love it when the news is bad
Why it feels so good to feel so sad
I’m only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down...
for my life it'd have to be "Little Me", Nightcore. The lyrics have really made me think.
"Wish I knew back then,
What I know now,
Wish I could somehow,
Go back in time and maybe listen to my own advice,
I'd tell her to speak up, tell her to shout out,
Talk a bit louder, be a...
mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
'Til the landslide brought it down
Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changin' ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life...
Come to me now
And lay Your hands over me
Will You find me tonight
Say it will be alright
And I will believe
Broken in two
I know You're on to me
That I only come home
When I'm so all alone
But I do believe
That not everything is gonna be
The way you think it ought to be
my pack along the dusty Winnemucca road
When along came a semi with a high and canvas covered load
"If you're going to Winnemucca, Mack, with me you can ride"
So I climbed into the cab and then I settled down inside
He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sand
These lyrics get me.
HOTEL BOOKS- Where we sleep is where we dream
The bridge to this song is my analysis on my life.
I know I can't take anything with me
But I hope I can hold onto my memories
There are shapes in the patterns on the wall
I don't see people any more at all...
Well I can't tell you where I'm going, I'm not sure of where I've been
But I know I must keep travelin' till my road comes to an end
I'm out here on my journey, trying to make the most of it
I'm a puzzle, I must figure out where...
the world in the usual way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay
He learned to walk while I was away
And he was talkin' 'fore I knew it, and as he grew
He'd say "I'm gonna be like you dad
You know I'm gonna be like you"
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon...
Something you call love but confess
You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been messin'
And now someone else is getting all your best
These boots are made for walking
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots
Are gonna walk all over you
From A Movie Scene
I Said Don't Mind, But What Do You Mean I Am The One
Who Will Dance On The Floor In The Round
She Said I Am The One Who Will Dance On The Floor In The Round
She Told Me Her Name Was Billie Jean, As She Caused A Scene
Then Every Head Turned With...
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled
They crawled out of the woodwork
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on the treadmill
And they made you change your name
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
were always just that close
Wrist to wrist
Toe to toe
Lips that felt just like the inside of a rose
So how come when I reach out my fingers
It feels like more than distance between us
In this California king bed
We're ten thousand miles apart
I been california wishing on these...
my trusted friend.
We've known each other since we were nine or ten.
Together we've climbed hills and trees.
Learned of love and ABC's,
skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Goodbye my friend, it's hard to die,
when all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring...