I think Dan Fogelberg's Innocent Age Album is a great example of very good writing. The CD is a man's journey from birth to death. some songs are better than others but much of the writing is pretty profound. I first heard it in the seventh grade and did not get all of it. I now understand it a lot more and picked up an extensive vocabulary from it.

"Capture the moment, carry the day, stay with the race as long as you may. Follow the dreamer, the fool and the sage back to the days of the innocent age."

"In the passage from the cradle to the grave, we are born madly dancing, rushing madly at the chasing of the days, we go on and on without a backwards glance"

More later

Dr. Hook

........always had a profound effect on me. (And sometimes.....It worked!!!!)

wez

quote:

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Originally posted by lincolnvailknowles:
"Erg. I'm in lerve." The Smiths

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Continuing with The Smiths

It says nothing to me about my life

Panic - The Smiths

"i told the priest, don't count on any second coming, god got his ass kicked the first time he came down here slumming, he had the balls to come the gall to die and then forgive us, no i don't wonder why i wonder what he thought it would get us"

something about that just stuck...Concrete Blonde recorded it, and with Johnette's voice the way it is, it's amazing...

again i appologize if i offended anyone...

So simply true.

This one:

Give me your love, and I'll give you the perfect love song
With a divine Beatles bass line
And a big old Beach Boys sound
I'll match you pound for pound
Like heavyweights in the final round
We'll hold on to each other
So we don't fall down

Well give me a wink, and I'll give you what I think you're after
With just one kiss
I will whisk you away to where angels often tread
We'll paint this planet red
Then stumble back to our hotel bed
Where we'll make love to each other
Till we're half dead

Give me your love and I'll give you the perfect love song
Give me your word
That you'll be true to me always, come what may
Forever and a day
No matter what other peole may say
We'll hold on to each other
Till we're old and grey.

Neil Hannon

I'll be having this song at my wedding on April 13th ;-)

"The piano has been drinking (not me)" - Tom Waits

Happy are the children who have railways in the hall,
Paintings in the kitchen
And stories when their small,
Friends that come and visit them,
Ribbons for their hair -----

PLEASE TELL ME WHAT COMES BETWEEN THAT
and
Help them build their castles in the air.

It's from a song by the Spinners (liverpool Folk Group) in the late 1970's early '80's (It's Track 7 of The Spinners in Concert- so I've found) and it's driving me mad trying to find the complete lyrics.

With God on our side the times they are a changing.

Perhaps you have to be a Dylan fan to understand that one

Should have mentioned "Times they are a-changing", "THe Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll" is definetely one of Dylan's lyrical high points, what a beautiful, sad, profound song. There's also that lovely one called "The Ship Comes In", Dylan at his most joyous and expectant. I've said it before and I'll say it again, you listen to the man and it ruins you for anyone else. Other people write damn fine lyrics but just really don't come close.

"Oh every night a baby dies
And every night a mama cries
What makes those men do what they do
To make that person black and blue"

"So do I tell her that it's true
That there's a place for me and you
Where hungry children smile and say
We wouldn't have no other way.
That every painful crack of bones
Is a step along the way
Every wrong done is a game plan
To that great and joyful day"

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WALKING IN SPACE
From the Musical Hair

Doors locked (doors locked)
Blinds pulled (blinds pulled)
Lights low (lights low)
Flames high (flames high)
My body (my body)
My body

My body (my body)
My body

My body
Is walking in space
My soul is in orbit
With God face to face

Floating, flipping
Flying, tripping

Tripping from Pottsville to Starlight
Tripping from Starlight to Moonville

On a rocket to
The Fourth Dimension
Total self awareness
The intention

My mind is as clear as country air
I feel my flesh, all colors mesh

Red black
Blue brown
Yellow crimson
Green orange
Purple pink
Violet white
White white
White white
White white

All the clouds are cumuloft
Walking in space
Oh my God your skin is soft
I love your face

How dare they try to end this beauty?
How dare they try to end this beauty?

To keep us under foot
They bury us in soot
Pretending it's a chore
To ship us off to war

In this dive
We rediscover sensation
In this dive
We rediscover sensation

Walking in space
We find the purpose of peace
The beauty of life
You can no longer hide

Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Wide wide wide!

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...Ok, if you ignore the fact that the song is about taking drugs, it's really quite sweet! (They're playing this at my funeral!

...even though I don't GET all the lyrics, I know enough to know that "none shall sleep" (in the city) til the princess' lover is found....AND....in the final crescendo....oh GAWD.....I can't stand it!

Pass the kleenex, Tanzen...I was already crying about lupetta's wedding...then YOU started about funerals! Geez.

Oh, by the way, Nesum Dorma and the duet from the Pearl Fishers shall be playing as I pass out of this life! ..and I'm not even an opera fan, much!

I see things happening they fall before my eyes
Pretend I'm blind like I could never see the heartache
That's not mine and fills my head can I just laugh away
The sights that tear my soul and make me sick
No I could never be so cold to look away
Is it so wrong to want to make a difference?
I'd like to think there's no excuse
Is it a crime to want things better for yourself?
How you want to live is up to you
Wish I could be like you indifferent to it all like life's a joke
Sarcatic cynical like everything's o.k.
But it just won't work
In life you have to choose to stay at home and hide
Or stand up and fight if caring's my offense
Then I proudly stand accused so how about you

Stinkfist - Tool