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Happy soul;begin and end your day with music.

His eyes are cold and restless His wounds have almost healed And she'd give half of Texas Just to change the way he feels She knows his love's in Tulsa And she knows he's gonna go Well it ain't no woman flesh and blood It's that damned old rodeo Well it's bulls and blood It's dust and mud It's the roar of a Sunday crowd It's the white in his knuckles The gold in the buckle He'll win the next go 'round It's boots and chaps It's cowboy hats It's spurs and latigo It's the ropes and the reins And the joy and the pain And they call the thing rodeo She does her best to hold him When his love comes to call But his need for it controls him And her back's against the wall And it's So long girl I'll see you When it's time for him to go You know the woman wants her cowboy Like he wants his rodeo

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 I could be with you tonight, I would sing you to sleep, never let them take the light behind your eyes. One day I'll lose this fight, never fade in the dark, just remember we will always burn as bright... the light behind your eyes.

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

I like the way you're walking if you're walking my way.

If I were you, I'd put that away. See you're just wasted and thinking 'bout the past again, darlin' you'll be okay.

If you push me too far, you may believe I'm real.

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 raw materials of your life to the heights of art and poetry. It made you feel as if your personal experience was grander and more meaningful than it might otherwise have been. And naturally you attributed whatever that music was doing to your heart and brain to the people who made the music, and you came to believe that the qualities of the music were also true of the music's creators. "If this music understands me, then the people behind the music must also understand me," goes this line of thought.

I'll be pool-side, if you're look'n for me.

I maschi disegnati suoi metró confondono le linee di Miró

I love your eyes when you look away Thinking somewhere else of what ought to be When they’re suddenly blue for a moment of time Then the colour goes when you look at me I love your hands as a part of you As they write a word just by staying still When you talk they move, painting what you say So I understand more than words can tell I love your hair in the dark it's soft In the light it moves, red and green are brown All the time it takes for a night to pass And a lifetime grows as the day comes down I love you now as you don't love me I can't let you know you're too far away But I wonder now just what did you see When you looked at me in that loveless way

I miss the sound of your voice And I miss the rush of your skin And I miss the still of the silence As you breathe out and I breathe in

In this vast cosmic orchestra, peace is the music of every heart. Our glory lies in understanding, listening and honoring that music.

I'm never gonna let you close to me Even though you mean the most to me 'Cause everytime I open up, it hurts So I'm never gonna get too close to you Even when I mean the most to you In case you go and leave me in the dirt

Inside my heart is breaking, My make-up may be flaking, But my smile, still, stays on!

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

I tear myself open, I sow myself shut. My weakness is that I care too much.

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-bye I ever knew, The longest good-bye Was the day I said hello to you.

I've been worrying that we all live our lives in the confines of fear

I've been feeling down I've been looking round the town For somebody just like me But the only ones I see Are the dummies in the window They spend their money on clothes It saddens me to think That the only ones I see are mannequins Looking stupid, being used and being thin And I don't know why I hang around with them. The way they act, I'd rather be fat than be confused.

I've been worryin' that we all, live our lives, in the confines of fear

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

I wish that I was looking into your eyes

Music; worship and prayer to God.

Lord of brilliant light You separate the night And everything inside

Music gives strength to the soul.

Music is a great healer.

Music; joy of the heart.

Music, brings the soul alive. Music promotes wellness and sound mind.

Music is reflection of self We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail It's fucked up, ain't it? How we can come from practically nothin To bein able to have any f*ckin thing that we wanted That's why we sing for these kids who don't have a thing Except for a dream and a f*ckin rap magazine Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry, at night, wishin they'd die Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe We're nothin to you, but we're the f*ckin sh*t in they eyes That's why we seize the moment Try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and hold it Cause we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on Through our lyrics that you hear in our songs, and we can…

I woke up the Following morning with the Kings of Leon telling me that "my sex was on fire." I shut off my alarm and that's when all of the memories of the previous night came rushing back.

Little girl, little boy If love has a way Fill their fields with laughter And scatter the sun on their day And if it should happen to rain Make their raindrops kisses Straight from heaven above That touch their hands and faces And that fill them with love And make the moon reflect their smiles And their stars plenty And, above all, keep them together And hold them as you may Forever and ever Until their last day.

Music gives life to the soul.

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

My mascara a mess, harsh words for your princess Boy, you and your promises If your goal was to love, you scored an epic miss Now you'll just have memories

Notti magiche insequendo un goal

Nothing safe is worth the drive.

My thoughts are wing'd with hopes, my hopes with love

One day, you'll leave this world behind, so live a life you will remember

Oh, fuck it, I'm a monster, I admit it!

Oh, I can't talk to you the way I've wanted to; I've been tellin' lies but I'll tell you the truth. Darling, I'm tired and I should be leaving, leaving. You know I'm tired and I should be leaving, leaving tonight.

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

Say somethin' if your feelin the vibe, say somethin' baby don't be so shy!

People listen to music for different reasons. Some people, -its background music— but other people need it to survive. Other people need music to get things out and maybe that’s just where I’m coming from, you know, when things weren’t easy for me, growing up. You know, music, I felt, saved my life. Pete Townshend, wherever you are, Pete, you saved my life. You know, whether he knows it or not. I wouldn’t be here. And I had absolutely nothing else besides music. And so that’s still, you know, that’s in me, and so if we’re gonna play, if we’re gonna get up and play, or write a song, you know, write about something that means something. You know, why write about, you know, 'Oh, pretty day', or, 'Pretty girl' or 'Pretty people', there’s nothing… people have different reasons for listening and playing. I need to —for me-, it’s much more.. religious!

Picture books are like song lyrics in that they have to tell a story within a few short minutes.

Send lawyers, guns and money, the shit has hit the fan.

Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

So can you tell me exactly what 'freedom' means? If I am not free to be as twisted as I wanna be?

So if you have today you should say all that you have to say