Heart beats fast Colors and promises How do be brave How can I love when I’m afraid To fall But watching you stand alone All of my doubt Suddenly goes away somehow One step closer...

I was wasting my time, praying for love.For a love that never comes, from someone who does not exist.

There are some bad people on the rise;they’re saving their own skins by ruining people’s lives.

Whoa, you got my head in the cloudsWhoa, you got me thinking out loudThe more you dream about me the more I believeThat nothing’s ever out of reachSo dream, dream, dream

I didn’t have a heart until I meet you.That smile is killin me too.I can’t look away.Can I always stay?I can’t look away.I need to stay.I didn’t have a heart until I meet you.

Oh the wonders of being married. Put a gun in one hand and a woman in the other, I’m never sure who’s going to kill me first.

I got my motorcycle jacket but I’m walking all the time.

By the way, listening back to things we are doing and looking through the lyrics today and stuff, it feels like we are finally getting somewhere. There are lots of songs. Too many to get...

This is how it works: you’re young until you’re not. You love until you don’t, you try until you can’t, you laugh until you cry, you cry until you laugh. And everyone must breathe until...

I don’t want to feel you die,but if that’s the way that God has planned youWell, I’ll put pennies on your eyes.And it will go away, see?You’ve only lived a minute of your life.I must...

Walk this way

I enjoy poetry where I can talk as bizarre as I please, but theology or philosophy, I always respect the truth by taking it a step further.

Too much of anything can make you sick,even the good can be a curse – Cheryl Cole

I’m just a notch on your bedpost but you’re just a line in a song.

Like memories in cold decay, Transmissions echoing away, Far from the world of you and I Where oceans bleed into the sky..

Rejection is one thing – but rejection from a fool is cruel.

We hate it when our friends become successful.

Lo que yo quiero, corazón cobarde,es que mueras por mí.Y morirme contigo si te matasy matarme contigo si te mueresporque el amor cuando no muere mataporque amores que matan nunca mueren.

Take all of your wasted honorEvery little past frustrationTake all of your so-called problems,Better put ’em in quotations

I try to focus on the melodies and try to make everything else minimal. The melody and the lyrics are most important to me.

You only get one go at it… might as well Rock it.

I’m sorry for breaking down when I should’ve been stitching myself back up

He said, first let’s just unzip your religion down.

I’ve been looking so long at these pictures of youThat I almost believe that they’re real I’ve been living so long with my pictures of youThat I almost believe that the pictures are All I...

For that is the curious quality of the discotheque after you have gone there a long time: in the midst of all the lights, and music, the bodies, the dancing, the drugs, you are stiller...

Home can be the Pennsylvania TurnpikeIndiana’s early morning dewHigh up in the hills of CaliforniaHome is just another word for you

This is almost always the case: A piece of art receives its f(r)ame when found offensive.

I don’t really know what inspires me to write the music I do, but usually, the music will set the tone for the lyrics.

Life is a journey, not a destination; there are no mistakes, just chances we’ve taken.

You’re not right in the head, and nor am I, and this is why….this is why I like you.

You don’t like me, but you love me; either way, you’re wrong.

I liked old time music but what i meant by that was the period from the 1930s through the 60s, nothing before and little after. Performers like fats waller, Sinatra, billie holiday, louis armstrong, rosemary clooney,...

I’ll be so quiet for you. Look like a child for you. Be like a shadow of a shadow Of a shadow for you.

When the weather’s rough and it’s whiskey in the rain it’s best to wrap your savior up in cellophane.

Let me set it straight, I’ve done some shit,And maybe I ain’t too proud of itThe monster in your bedYou were begging me “please don’t stop!”Said that I’m a douchebag, won’t call backThe worst hangover...

Music blows lyrics up very quickly, and suddenly they become more than art. They become pompous and they become self-conscious … I firmly believe that lyrics have to breathe and give the audience’s ear a...

I traced the cord back to the wall, no wonder it was never plugged in at all.

You’re rarer than a can of Dandelion & BurdockAnd those other girls are just post-mix lemonade

Then I heard your voice as clear as day, And you told me I should concentrate, It was all so strange, And so surreal, That a ghost should be so practical. Only if for a...

Funny how a melody sounds like a memory.

Work It Harder Make It BetterDo It Faster, Makes Us strongerMore Than Ever Hour AfterOur Work Is Never Over-Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger, lyrics and music by Daft Punk

Let’s Shout It Out and Speak As One. Mind Rock On, The Gemini One.

The heart has a heart of its own.

There’s a club, if you’d like to goYou could meet somebody who really loves you.’So you go, and you stand on your ownAnd you leave on your ownAnd you go home, and you cryAnd you...

And my head told my heart”Let love grow”But my heart told my head”This time noThis time no

I have this theory, bands with enigmatic lyrics attract crazies.

Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.

I started out with nothing and I’ve still got most of it left.

We are the cause of a world that’s gone wrong. Nature will survive us, we’ve been wrong after all. We are the cause of a world that’s gone wrong. Wouldn’t it be great to heal...

Am I the reason you breatheOr am I the reason you cry?