Posts tagged lyrics
Posts tagged lyrics
"I’ve been spending the last 8 months / Thinking all love ever does / Is break and burn and end / But on a Wednesday in a cafe / I watched it begin again.
And we walked down the block, to my car / And I almost brought him up / But you start to talk about the movies / That your family watches every single Christmas / And I want to talk about that / And for the first time / What’s past is past.”
(Taylor Swift, “Begin Again”)
"So take me as I am
This may mean
You’ll have to be a stronger man”
(Meredith Brooks, “Bitch”)
"You give me that look that’s like laughing
With liquid in your mouth
Like you’re choosing between choking
And spitting it all out
Like you’re trying to fight gravity
On a planet that insists
That love is like falling
And falling is like this.”
(Ani DiFranco, “Falling Is Like This”)
"Perfecting how to put a game face on
this puzzle I’ve been keeping
has been in hiding creeping out the closet door
spilling out onto the floor…
Will I be picking up the pieces in the corner of my mind?
How long (it’s getting oh so hard to find)”
(Blue October, “Picking Up Pieces”)
"The best thing you’ve ever done for me
Is to help me take my life less seriously…
There’s more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.”
(The Indigo Girls, “Closer to Fine”)
"This year’s love had better last
Heaven knows it’s high time.”
(David Grey, “This Year’s Love”)
you can’t hide behind social graces
‘cause i don’t buy it like everyone else.
and you can lie in my face of all places.
just don’t lie to yourself.
"You’ve already won me over in spite of me…"
(Alanis Morissette, “Head Over Feet”)
"I can’t keep up with your turning tables…"
(Adele, “Turning Tables”)
"Well darkness has a hunger that’s insaitable
And lightness has a call that’s hard to hear…”
(Indigo Girls, “Closer to Fine”)
"You treat life like a picture
But it’s not a moment frozen in time
It’s not gonna wait
Til you make up your mind…
So while this storm is breaking
While there’s light at the end of the tunnel
Keep running towards it.”
(Rascal Flatts, “Feels Like Today”)
I called my father because I thought maybe he missed my voice, maybe he wondered why I hadn’t called, maybe he thought of me.
He picked up, and I said “Hi, Dad,” and his voice got a bit higher, and he said my name, drawing out the L, just like he always has. And I felt loved when he drew out that L.
I wanted to tell him everything—everything he hasn’t heard in the last month (or the last year, or two years, or five years, or 24?) But he talked about himself, and his autobiography, and everything that had nothing to do with me or him missing me or me missing him. And he mentioned that he had so many friends on Facebook now, other than me, and I drew a breath, wanting so badly to tell him about my vacation, about the pictures I had posted on Facebook—“Dad, did you see—” and he cut me off, and said he would talk to me soon, and all I could do was say goodbye. I didn’t tell him I loved him.
And then I sat on a ledge and smoked a cigarette and wanted to call someone, anyone, but there was no one to call, so I rubbed the screen of my phone and pushed the hair out of my face and went inside. So here I am, listening to the same Ani DiFranco song over and over. Here I am tonight, lonely as hell in New York City, with the wind blowing hard against my windows.
And so here I am.
"I see Orion and say nothing
the only thing I can think of saying
is fuck you.”
(Ani DiFranco, “Untouchable Face”)
“Still there’s something sweet and wistful as I watch this lovely summer go.”
(Cheryl Wheeler, “Summer’s Almost Over”)